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The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

Katherine watched as the... The THING had ate one of her dolls. A frown instantly crossed her face and her eyebrows furrowed. "How dare you, eating one of my precious little girls." If it was just broken, Katherine had the capacity to fix them, but to eat them!? How despicable. Was the Firbolg scared? Yes. Absolutely. More than that however... She was pissed off! She returned the melee dolls to her ring, and raised her pistol to aim at the High Demon. Damnit it all if she wasn't sure if she could do much to this thing on her own. She and her rifle-totting dolls fired on the Demon. No matter how cute she was, she was still a demon and, therefore, an enemy.

"There's a high demon!" Katherine yelled, wondering if any of them would even pay attention. Really, she wondered if she had enough bullets to seal this one. It was small and hard to hit in comparison to that hulking monstrosity the others had been dealing with. She prepared herself, though. If the demon had grabbed any more of her dolls, she'd recall them to her ring. It was much too late for the other one, but she could save the others before they were devoured. She and her dolls executed a retreating barrage taking steps backwards while keeping up the shots. Rather than a full volley, they had all started staggering their shots, keeping the demon on her toes. "Why is she here..." Katherine asked herself.

Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead

Akyasha had finished cleaning up the skeletons on the stairway up to where they were on the gate. Good. Still, there were plenty of the buggers left to clean up. The others seemed to have the big enemy under control. She couldn't expect Dragan to keep absolute authority on the battlefield with his command over the lesser undead, especially not whilst their powers were diminished and doubly so while fighting that monstrosity at the moment. Instead, she would just clear the field of hostiles. This was what she had always done, though she doesn't have her divine creatures of Ichor to assist at the moment.

With the tight space behind her as she stepped down to the ground level, she changed the shape of her Blood Weapon from the two heavy maces into one great-axe as she charged into the fray where Dragan's forces were fighting. She made a powerful leap into the obvious group of enemies, landing the axehead down on some poor skeleton. After recovering from the recoil of slamming into the ground, she hefted the axe up above her before swiping it across a number of enemies to give herself some room. She hummed some prayer to herself as she swung left and right, having little problems taking care of skeletons, or, really fragile enemies in general. She had no problem keeping up her pace at the moment, she just hoped the others would be fine taking care of the Paladin.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

Vammy stood there for a minute in silence, wondering if anything was suppose to happen. She was a little intimidated at the time, but she didn't really remember the god say much more than "go there at this time". It was the right time wasn't it? The demon just scratched her head a small bit before looking over at Yuisa. "You know, that robe doesn't really show off how nice your body is. We should get you a new outfit that has a sexier look to it."

That was the best way to start a conversation. Attempting to get a small rise out of your conversational partner? Well, regardless, she walked closer to the obelisk looking it up and down. "Hmmm. Do we just wait or do we touch this thing? He didn't say not to touch it." So her hand reached out to the object to see what it felt like. "Oh yea, if I disappear after touching it, you'll join me right?" She said as her hand reached forward to touch.

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

They had no steed, aside herself or one of the others. Which may end up being their option. "Glad to see you three alive. Looks like you cleaned up the rest no problem." Luna gave a small smile to them as they secured the area. As the left vision, she couldn't help but let a frown cross her face. She could hardly help the fallen now with her arm as it was. A bit more healing and at the least she could load them to the cart, as much an indignity as it really was. Still, Niall was doing much worse than she was. "Niall, how are you holding up? Not going to die on us are you?" Luna asked, waiting for her men to clear the place. "Fio, having fun with our new friend?" She then asked the witch, curious about that issue.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

"I would have appreciated a warning before you draw a giant beast to us like this." Katherine muttered, annoyed. Rather than that even, she was sad that she didn't have anything fun or explosive to blow this monstrosity up. That small matter aside, there was the problem of the hounds that Lucretia currently engaged. Well, it would be no really issue soon enough regardless. Wordlessly, Katherine's dolls took up firing posture. Halberdiers in front with weapons in hand, ready to strike down any foe that dared get close while the Rifledolls kneeled to steady their rifles and took aim between the other dolls towards whatever was left of the demonic hounds which wasn't much.

Katherine pulled out her own pistol and took aim. All at once, the five shot their respective guns. The dolls their rifles and Katherine her pistol. Altogether, they peppered one of the hounds full of holes in the first volley. Shots penetrating it's skull and body and putting it down. The others seemed to have taken care of the other ones. Lucretia taking the fairest share followed by Senya liberally blasting one's jaw from it's body and Eleanor firing in what could be described as a random pattern seeming to not hit much.

Still, between her shots and Senya's spray fire, the last one was simple to put down. Katherine aimed her pistol and pop. It was the kill shot, stealing most of the glory if one were to be honest. That aside, whilst the big hulking monstrosity was worry enough, there was that eeriely annoying laughter that was getting closer. Using her ears, she directed her dolls to where she had heard the laughter, curious to what it could be. If it was hostile? Fill it full of holes. If it wasn't? Why would it be here?

Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead

Akyasha stood as her allies charged the smaller undead in full armor. "Hmm, I wonder if that's not. Much has changed since our death, has it not? Take caution, or don't. I suppose." The Cleric said, wondering if they could even hear her. As she looked out, she hadn't noticed anything more coming toward them, so if what her bats had said were true, and why would it not be, the sword was very likely here. Then, she turned her attention to the skeletons that had managed their way up to the top of the gate where she was. Well, not everyone needed to fight the big one. Someone needed to handle these smaller ones. Using blood magic, she formed two rather heavy looking maces in her hands. "Alright little ones. Go find a small meal of some wild ghouls or something while we clean up here." She said to her Gorebats before waving them off.

She just needed to clean up some skeletons. It shouldn't be a problem. They were only shambling toward them, not charging, but she didn't want them getting into the Cathedral proper at this moment. "I won't have you go much further than this." The Cleric hummed a small bit before leaping forward and bringing one mace down on a skeleton, bashing it to pieces, before bringing her other arm around to cleanly smashing the skull off of another then keeping up her assault on them since it needed to be taken care of anyway. It just meant her allies could focus on the bigger one if she focused down these smaller ones. Twelve shouldn't be much a problem for her, even in this weakened state. After all, she took care of much more when she didn't have as much blood as she did now.

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

After making sure Lazhira was ok and also making sure that the deer god didn't execute her on sight the next time they met, Vammy went back home. She didn't figure any one in town would join her on this adventure. Hah, if only they knew the sweet irony that a demon was going to do her part in saving this town! Well, possibly do her part saving this town. It was possible that she was going to fail. She opened the door to her and Lazhira's house. Collect a couple of things maybe and Yuisa, her new branded servant. "Oi, you've not managed to run off somehow, have you Yuisa. Your cute butt, me and a workshop have a date." The demon said, "We can go make out and stuff on the way there too." The demon teased only half joking. "Need anything before we leave? Food? I can make you something before we leave if you're hungry."

Echoes of a Moonless Night

I'm gonna throw my hat in the ring since I have a working character idea now. If you'll accept a second feminine guy character (since someone won't stop pestering me to do so) at least.

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

It hurt. Where she had blocked the swing of the hammer had broken her arm someplace, but she didn't let it show on her face to the others. She winced every now and then when Niall, Fio and the prisoner weren't looking, but she let her shield arm sit at her side as she sheathed her sword and held that hand on the arm where it felt like there was a broken bone and poured some small amount of healing magic she could muster. "Glad to see you alive, Niall. That said, this all went a lot more horridly than I had anticipated, truthfully. I didn't think someone would turn into that monstrosity." The Knightess frowned a small bit. "Much more loss of life on our side than anticipated. These bandits shouldn't have been half as strong as they were." She grimaced for a second before a flush of anger crossed her face. It was obvious what caused the look on her face. It didn't take long before she closed her eyes and taking a deep breath. "There's three of them left. My men, that is."

The Knightess shook her head. "I told them to clear the walls of archers if they could. And not to die." A small wry smile crossed her face. "If they did, I'll bring them back to life just to kill them myself." With that, Luna started back towards where she left the soldiers. "Still, I wonder if there's a feasible way to bring all their bodies back. I'd like their families to have a last chance to say goodbye." With her and Niall wounded and only three soldiers left aside, she wondered if they just needed to hide the soldiers bodies and then come back for them with some extra hands. "Maybe there's a cart around here I could push."

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

Katherine was fairly smug about her situation until Myrilla put a hand on her waist... and then both. "Hey... You're being awfully forward now aren't..." Then she was picked up. "W-wha..." The spun twice and liberally tossed over board after being insulted by being called a cat yet again. Anyone that rushed to the side to watch Katherine potentially fall to her doom would hear one last bit of her words as she fell. "I'm not a damn cat you bi--" But she fell too far to hear to make out the last word.

The cat plummeted with her back to the ground for some seconds as she thought about the situation. "She didn't have to get so upset at that. She could have at least gave me a parachute. I'm an important enough maid not to immediately dispose of after all." With a small sigh, the Firbolg spun around so she was free falling towards the ground looking at it. "Well, I was told I should prepare for anything if I'm leaving home like this. Guess the old Hag was right."

After a bit of free falling, she used magic to control the winds around her causing an updraft on herself, slowly increasing it's strength so she wouldn't just squash herself like a pancake. Slowly, her descending speed was lessened and as she neared the ground she was slowed enough to touch down safely at the fountain like the other of the maids had done. One thing she had noted on the way down was that this entire place was an absolute hellhole. Unsurprising, given the current situation. "Hah... Demons making a mess of such a nice city. What a pity." She held her hands out and summoned her small doll squad to her. The appeared in a flash of light in front of her as she started to look around. "Now then, where to? That bitch of a drill instructor didn't answer my question about where they were at." The Firbolg grumbled.