Psyker Landshark

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Squire?! She'd been an anointed knight for three months now, damn him! Iraleth grit her teeth beneath her helm and soldiered onward, her advance impeded by the tougher dolls she was facing. Still not enough to pose any serious threat, but compared to the ones outside, these were making her work far harder for victory. The Inheritor grumbled to herself as she shook herself free from two mannequins attempting to latch onto her, whirling around to slash them apart.

Whoever this Gulliver Bronsteel boy was invoked his Ethos, and Iraleth couldn't help but be somewhat impressed, despite herself. A construct to rival the size, if not the strength, of one of Rekordia's Gearveins? The knight braced her shield in front of her as she confronted the titan head-on. If she were fresh to the fight, Iraleth would be far more confident about facing it alone. As it stood, even with the aid of Chunji's spell earlier, her chances of victory on her own were slim, and her allies would need time to restrategize in the face of a rapidly shifting situation.

But that didn't stop her. Nothing would. Unlike Bronsteel, something more than selfish egotism drove her: the hopes of others counting on her. Compared to that, what was this boy's bleating and material advantage? A burst of Essence shaped into a concussive blast surrounded Iraleth, blowing away the mannequins surrounding her before a flap of her wings sent her into the air, meeting Foreteller at eye level.

"You call this your justice? Your righteousness? Impeding every other applicant? Attempting to eliminate the rest of the competition when you've already taken first place?" Her words were disdain. Her armor was contempt. Her sword was scorn. "You are no hero. Every word you spew is filth." Iraleth forced every bit of her remaining stamina into fueling her Ethos, radiant light starting to surround the Inheritor's armor as her strength grew. Whatever the result of this fight, it would exhaust her utterly. But at this point, it would be worth it simply to cast down this blithering idiot spewing false virtue.

With a furious roar, Iraleth soared straight towards the opposing Ethos manifestation, her sword braced in front of her in order to run its head through.

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So am curious, Psykers. Is her Ethos like, constantly exuding bright light?

@ERode

Kinda. Her wings are just made of light. The mention of light in the last bit was mostly referring to occasional bits of light magic getting thrown around, though.

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

Towards the right, a left afterwards, and then the first door they saw. Simple enough. Iraleth's flight speed was slowed a good amount with two passengers, but she managed regardless. The addition of ranged support made the tradeoff worth the effort in her mind, and she easily glided over the fray, observing below as Chunji spoke once more.

A hundred mannequins, and their controller? Fortunate that whatever the boy on her back was doing was not only replenishing her strength, but enhancing it. As it stood, Iraleth wasn't concerned overmuch with being able to defeat the mannequins as she was with being able to stay on her feet afterward.

She began to make the descent towards the auditorium, and any consideration of tactics coalesced into a single decision.

"Defeating all of them on our own is a waste. We only need to disable their controller, and whatever magic or Ethos he's using will likely fade. Moreover, the objective we received was clear: be seated within by the time the bell rings. So long as we're able to manage that, we've met our goal. I'll distract the dolls' controller and take up his attention by engaging the mannequins. The two of you can disable him however you see fit, although I doubt he's deserving of death." Anything further she would have said stopped as she neared the door leading into the auditorium.

Iraleth slowed and touched down onto the ground, releasing Hildegunde from her grip and allowing Chunji to dismount, before summoning her oversized blade once more and bracing in a shield wall stance.

"On my mark. Three. Two. One. FORWARD!" Iraleth surged forth in a burst of motion, and bulldozed straight through the auditorium doors, not stopping as she slammed straight into the pack of mannequins within the auditorium.

"You, on the stage! In the name of Nero Leuvalt, face me!" She bellowed, the Inheritor's armor a veritable hurricane of steel and light as she began to cut and smash through the horde, allowing for Chunji and Hildegunde to sneak into the auditorium to do as they would.

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Payday 3 may in fact be adversely affecting my posting speed but I'm hoping to get something up tonight

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Iraleth Kyrios

Iraleth's reckless charge halted as the mannequins fell silent and she was met with a crossroads. Two separate walkways, and the building the mannequins had initially emerged from. She knew damned well the auditorium wasn't in there. The two that had initially arrived in the plaza with her hadn't gone that way, wherever they were now. That still left two possible paths to take. The wrong one would likely shatter her chances of making it to the goal in time-

The boy next to her spoke. How convenient. He knew the layout already? It likely had something to do with his Ethos. The chance that this was an attempt at sabotage would be counterproductive. Any attempt to disable her while she was flying with him in tow would risk himself as well. More than that, the offer of a restoration spell was extremely welcome. While Iraleth could heal her own wounds, refreshing her stamina with her own magic was a different story entirely. The effort required to shape Essence to rejuvenate herself would cost her strength as much as it restored, making the entire venture a net zero sum. That alone tilted the offer in his favor. If there were further trials after this, preserving her strength would be more than worthwhile.

Iraleth's helmet nodded, and she turned her back before kneeling down.

"I accept. Mind the wings." She replied, as the other girl with the gun caught up with them. Iraleth tilted her head in thought for a brief moment. As mouthy as she had been, the girl cooperated well enough and hadn't done anything foolish yet. Plus, she'd be weighed down as it was, escorting one. A second might even help, with the aid of a ranged weapon.

"You." Iraleth dismissed the sword in her right hand, using it to point at Hildegunde. "Join as well, if you wish. How is your aim while moving?" Her right arm beckoned, evidently looking to tuck the gunner under her shoulder and carry her that way.

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The Lion's Banner: A Fire Emblem-Inspired Anime Fantasy RP

Kayliss Lambert

Whenever Velvetica returned to her office that day, she would find herself with a few minutes of peace and paperwork before Kayliss made herself known. The Crownsblade stepped out from a corner one would swear had been completely unoccupied moments prior and waited until the princess noticed her before dropping to a knee in deference.

"My lady." Kayliss said in monotone, rising to her feet whenever she was bid to. "Reporting. Lord Demet's hound is possibly suspicious about the situation with my former employers." Velvetica knew the entire story, as Kayliss hadn't had any other choice but to risk the truth with her upon joining. But that didn't mean there wasn't the miniscule chance someone else was somehow listening in. Best to be safe.

"He may come to you sniffing for answers. Your orders?"

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Augmented Machine Mobile Armor: A Gundam and Armored Core-inspired Mecha RP

@Psyker Landshark don't yell at me pls

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death

Iris Ascendis

Iraleth Kyrios

"I'm so very sorry for thinking to help you!" Iraleth snapped back at her newfound partner, her sword cleaving through two mannequins in one swing before she slammed her shield into another, sending it crashing into a nearby wall. The sudden appearance of a dozen more mannequins almost covered up the only important one: the mage. She cursed under her breath as the fireball shot out too quickly for her to intervene, the explosion masking what had actually happened to the other girl.

Almost as bad was the sudden announcement that half their alloted time had elapsed. Already? Damnation. Iraleth's Ethos was draining her stamina slowly but surely. At the rate she was going, she'd likely be able to keep it manifested for the second half hour, but no more for the rest of the day. If she and the other students were fortunate, there would be no further trials from here on for the rest of the day. If they weren't...well, she'd power through. Ethos or no Ethos.

First things first. That one had to go, no matter what.

"If you're still able to fight, I'm advancing." Iraleth called out behind her. "Do as you will, if you so disdain my aid."

With a mighty roar, Iraleth shrugged off the remaining mannequins mobbing her, shoving them aside to and fro before spreading her wings of light and dashing straight towards the caster. Her charge didn't stop as she ran it through on the Inheritor's oversized blade, continuing to glide through the plaza and beyond it even as she lifted her shield in her other hand to bash the magic mannequin off of her blade and to the side like roadkill.

@Sifr

Sundered Samsara (Honkai Impact 3rd - a Third Era AU)

Power: C; Endurance: B; Agility: D; Intellect: E; Honkai: E; Burst: C
Health: 5/5
Honkai Corruption: 0/5
Burst Charge: 0/4
Time Fracture: 1/1

She hadn't been tapped to lead the squad. That was fine. She hadn't expected to be. Not with her disciplinary record, anyway. Still, Fire Moth couldn't have found a better squad lead than this Richter girl? The little bitch didn't even look like she wanted to be here. Richter hadn't even done anything in the last few days, spewing some nonsense about letting them get settled in.

Still, Liliana set all that aside for the moment. The fact that they were deploying in France, of all places, was already raising her ire. Her mother and father had died uselessly not too far from the combat zone they were headed to. Liliana unconsciously clenched her fists into a death grip on her seat's grab rail, trying to not let her emotions show on her face. In a rare moment of empathy, she decided to go a little easier on Richter for failing to conceal her expression, if only because she was no hypocrite.

The rest of the squad started to pipe up, and Liliana's ire immediately shifted to the Chinese cripple. A fact about Rouen? God help her, she actually considered saying it: her parents died not two hours from the city by car. The ever-shrinking part of her brain that wasn't screaming to throw herself straight at the first Honkai Beast she saw forced sense back into her thought process. It wouldn't do to utterly shatter morale right before they dropped into a hot zone, no matter how much of a bitch she wanted to be at the moment.

"Liliana Lehtinen, of Schicksal." She introduced herself, folding her arms together under her chest. "Anything we actually needed to know about the city was already covered in the mission briefing. Save the rest for trivia night, there's Honkai to crush." Never mind the fact that they should have done this sort of thing the first day the team was gathered. Liliana hadn't resolved to be nicer to Richter for her leadership skills, only her poker face.

The Japanese girl turned to her, babbling some nonsense or other about magic. Liliana forced herself to sit through it and actually listen, resisting the urge to sigh in annoyance. All the other girl wanted was a partner, it seemed.

"Do what you want, unless the squad leader countermands it." Liliana replied flatly to Hinode, closing her eyes as she resisted the urge to add anything especially cutting onto the end of her sentence. God forbid that Richter actually do anything related to her role yet.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Renar Hagen

Renar didn't have the chance to put his tactic of divide and conquer into motion, as the Cazt girl proceeded to utterly annihilate one of the remaining curse abominations with a display of magical might. He let loose a low whistle, impressed at the demonstration of her ability. Would that they had someone of her arcane strength on the Roses' active duty roster. Still, there was one last task at hand in the immediate area. Hefting up his poleaxe, Renar started crossing the field towards the last remaining cursed beast, cutting down a couple of errant Boars on the way over.

He reached the final abomination just in time to be able to witness Lein's shot and its aftermath, the creature lurching forward in one last attempt to deliver a killing blow. Renar scowled beneath his helmet before surging forward to take action, breaking out into a dead sprint to close the distance.

Even at a full charge, Renar already could calculate that he wouldn't make it in time to interfere. Not without more drastic action, at least. With that in mind, he drew his arm back and hurled his poleaxe spear tip first at the curse abomination's raised limb, aiming to distract and disrupt it enough for Lein to have a window of opportunity.

"Finish the job, or I will!" Renar bellowed over towards Lein as he threw, not interrupting his sprint as he drew his arming sword to close the rest of the distance between himself and the writhing mass of flesh.

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