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I might have to bow out of this, as my current amount ofRP's is already pretty high. I might hop in later on, and will definitely keep watching this, but I don't think I can commit to this rigt now. Sorry.
Argus Leandros


Argus was unimpressed by Ike's threat, cause while Ike was strong, Argus believed he'd be able to take him on as well as any other foe. However, as Ike told his tale, Argus once again couldn't help but empathize with him, as he had felt many of the same emotions in his own life, and fir a lot longer and probably more intensely than Ike had. While he was sure that finding yourself trapped inside a world all by yourself was definitely a terrible experience, Argus still found it a much preferred state then his own past, where he didn't just feel like a helpless nothing, he was reminded of it and had it weighed down on him every moment of his life.

As Ike spoke, Argus' thoughts turned to the many times he was forced to fight and kill for the amusement and how dehumanizing an experience that had been. How it had shaped and formed a side to himself that he always tried to bury but knew he couldn't live without. Was Ike's imprisonment the same kind of event, something that changed him to his very core as a person. At that moment, Argus wondered how Ike was like before he met Isla, and his he would regard that person in comparison. For a moment, he felt a flow of anger course through him as he considered the horrid nature of her actions, but then he took a breath. He revered how he felt talking to her, how she acted and how she had stated up all night to paint his portrait. This, to him, showed selflessness and generosity, and someone caps le if such things couldn't be possible of such cruelty.

Then again, many people often have contrasting ideals and personalities at different times. Maybe I caught her at the right time so I could see that side of her. Ugh, Isla aside, this guy is still very much angry, and nothing is probably going to change his hatred towards her. . . but maybe I can try to make it so hat he doesn't flip his lid again. . . or maybe I'll just piss him off some more. Argus pondered over this last thought a little, before mentally shrugging his shoulders. Meh, he already dislikes me quite a bit, nothing I could say could make it any worse than it already is, right?.

With that in mind, Argus decided to speak up a little after Ike had finished speaking, wanting to comment on something that he felt should be addressed.

"Not trying to sound preachy here, but can I just say that . . . it's kinda dumb to say that you gain all this power for nothing if you can't kill a young girl like Isla with it. I mean, what does that prove? She doesn't seem particularly strong combat-wise, though that may just be conjecture, and while I won't insult you by calling her innocent or misguided, it just seems kind of, sorry to say, psychotic to fixate in that so much." Argus knew that he was basically calling Ike out on his threat earlier, but he didn't really care and couldn't think of a better word. "I understand quite well the desire to wreak bloody vengeance on some who so greatly wronged you, but I also know that killing someone with naught but hated and vengeance on your mind is an empty and utterly dehumanizing experience. Every life has value, and the action of taking it is always evil, no matter the circumstance, but what makes people evil, in my opinion at least, is when they take for no other reason than for their own sake."

Argus looked down at his own hands, thinking iff alk the hloid he had spilt just to serve his own needs and wants. He continued to sieak, his tine taking a more simber note as he did so. "By that very definition, I am a very evil person and I'ce devoted myself to trying to change that part of myself. Part of the reason I joined a guild is because I felt like it would help me to help others, so that if I ever have to kill again, it will be to protect others from danger, be they regular people or other members." After that long bit of dialogue, Argus renained silent, hoping, but not expecting, that Ike find some form of meaning from it and taking it to heart. "So instead of cursing thst you can't yse this power to kill one person, why not try and yae that power to help others, both teammates and victims alike. But hey, those are just my thoughts on the matter, so take them as you will."

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Nidhogg


"Hmph, what is there to say about the war that hasn't been said about all wars. People fought, people died, and in the grand scheme of things, nothing has changed. I mean, after only a century, Magic has almost reached that same level if popularity and acceptance as before the war, even thigh people were scared shitless by the very thought of it not too long ago." Nidhogg sighed, as if he was disappointed with society as a whole, his gaze around at those in the stand with a sense of age and tired submission to life. "Guess that shows just how powerful the allure of such power is to humanity as a whole. They just couldn't hold out and went right back to the source of such destruction and death, with only a momentary pause of hesitance, when you thing about on a large enough scale."

@Shikaru
@ShikaruI edited in the Nidhogg post, so it wouldn't have worked, hence why I did it in the OOC instead.
Shadar watched the prooceedings with a calm demeanor, though he couldn't help but chuckle just a bit when Ennis asked that they not consider his position when speaking to him. Considering what his 'position' currently was, Shadar felt that this was a laughable remark at best. After the heartfelt reunion of the royal family and what he guessed to be their former bodyguard(why was she an outcast if they seemed to still care for her, I wonder. That'd be an interesting story to hear.), the group split from each other, with Cyril leading the others to meet his Sentinels and the queen leading him to a more private area.

Once they were as alone as one could expect to be, the queen spoke, asking for his mane and his explanation. She didn't ask him for everything, though, just what he could tell her. The difference might seem minimal to most, but it was the only readable thing the queen had done so far, and it only confused him further. He wasn't used to nobles being so understanding of such things, and it put him on edge around her. He didn't like it when he couldn't get a read on people, as he never knew what to expect from such individuals.

"Shadar Maeneld of Jasi, monster among men and a child of the Masked Divine," Shadar said as he opened the mandibles around his mouth, making what look like a face plate seperate to sees human-ish mouth full of very sharp teeth, and he quickly retracted then afterwards, giving the queen a few seconds of silence to absorb what he said. "I was raised in an orphanege with my brother, Drosil, and have been cursed to look like this for all my life. The reason for me telling you this is simple: your brother met Drosil and your newly returned Joy, or Vesta as you called her, both met my brother, and Joy saw what happened to him. With both the prince and what I thought to be a bandit suspicious of me, in a time regret such things most likely lead to death, my usual attempts at evasion would've quickly soured. As such, the least I could do is limit the amount of people who know my lineage."

Shadar cracked his neck and knuckles a little, staying silent as a guard passed by, a silent glare from the giant quickly hurrying the man in his way.

"Anyway, I'm sure in that moment of whispers, your brother asked for my brother's whereabouts, but the answer I gave him is truth. You see, Drosil and I are twins trapped in the same space of reality, as only one of us may be allowed to walk around this plain of existence at any given time. The other is. . . elsewhere. Neither him nor I have any clue of where we go when the other takes over, only that it's just us in an empty void. So when my brother foolishly lost his composure at Hillsborough, turning his anger on Joy as she was the only one around, he tired himself out and switched, leaving me to deal with the questions and the mess. . . as usual."

Shadar gave a sigh, cursing his brother's near-fanatical sense of justice and his inability to calm himself down. It had put them in quite the pickle and had nearly undone all the secrecy they had tried to keep over the years. [i]If only I could speak to him directly. . . then I could give him the talking to he so righteously deserves for all of his screw-ups.

"So,now that you know our secret, what do you plan to do with this knowledge?"
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Argus


Argus had been a mere split-second away from charging Ike once he returned with Isla in his arms, not trusting the psycho for an instant and fully expecting him to kill her. But then he set her down, if a bit roughly, and surrendered, releasing all the tension in the air and letting everyone lower their guards. Argus himself was just glad that this mess was all over, and fostered the vague hope that maybe in the wake of this cluster fuck, his little rank had been forgotten. A few minutes later, with all the present guild members around a fire, the guy with the sword made it very clear that wasn't the case, but what he says made Argus ponder something.

Hiw did what I do embarrass the guild? I'm still not even a part of it, and even if I was. . . why do my actions matter to them? Argus scratched at his chin, his usual response to when people chewed him out for his pranks sticking in his throat in the face of this concept. It wasn't the first time he'd been called an embarrassment or something similar or more hurtful, but it had never gotten to him before. He'd even enjoy it sometimes, taking pride in the anger and frustration of others in response to his practical jokes. So why is this any different?

Argus' train of thought was interrupted, however, as he gelt the swordsman's gaze on him. Sitting up straighter, Argys couldn't help feel a little more meek than usual, having lost his center if self from the man's comment. While he seemed to be addressing Ike in particular, it was clear that everyone involved was expected to answer. Wanting to get his word in before anyone else, so that no misunderstandings could be caused, Argus decided to speak up before anyone else did.

"Well, I've no idea what went in between Isla and that Ike guy to make him go all psychotic just from seeing her, I met Isla after she met this Indigo woman, who took her ability to walk. This was right after my prank, and while it would've been prudent of me to keep in the move, I happened to see what I thought to be a young girl in need of help. So I picked up her paintings, we went to her apartment, an invited me in for this tea stuff, and over the course of the conversation, she offered to paint a portrait of me in exchange for the deed. By this time it had gotten late, and I am very unfamiliar with this city as it is, so when she offered to give me a place to stay, I agreed."

Argus eyes flickered around as he thought about, then dismissed mentioning his night terrors. It was an issue for another time and not one he felt very comfortable discussing anyway.

"When I woke up, I found her asleep in front of the portrait, which she had finished in a night, and felt touched by the action and saddened that I couldn't help her. This feeling got even worse when she seemed to suffer some sort of heart attack out of nowhere. She tried to brush it off like it was nothing, but I was unconvinced and thought to bring her here so that, if there was something wrong with her, you guys might have a healer around to help. As for what happened after, well, not much to say. Dude went psycho, the chick with the big gun tried to put us to sleep, I fucked up by bring him with me when I dodged due to acting out if reflex and the rest is history." Argus sighed as he finished his explanation, feeling a little tired and a littkevfoolhsjbthat he hadn't caught on to Isla sooner. But still. . . "If you don't mind me saying as such, I've no regrets in helping her, even if I was somewhat tricked and manipulated, cause I do feel that she's got some earnest goodness and kindness in her. That, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I didn't at least try to help someone who didn't seem able to help themselves."

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Nidhogg

Hmmm, quite the old one we have here, and yet, not quite smart enough to avoid making slip-ups. Not the brightest, it seems, but maybe that's the type that make up Phoenix Wing from what she tells me of their non-existent standards. But then again, who am I to judge, Shadow Heart is the same way.

Nidhogg instantly caught the girl's mistake, but gave no indication of doing so, merely nodding in agreement. As he studied the girl, his mind turned to the other members if his guild that he knew were in the area. He wondered what those beats were doing right now, and considers trying to rid then for a bit, but decided against it, too much work for morsels he wasn't allowed to touch.

"I've heard the same, they were probably really something before the war happened." Nidhogg face took a slightly melancholic, longing look, as if he was thinking of a distant memory. It was bait, trying to see if he could draw more out if her by convincing her that he was a fellow immortal from times gone by. This thought process was cut, however, as things stared to get interesting in the screen. Whatever Nolab had done, it seemed to have back fired in him in a major way, as Indigo seemed much more willing to fight at fill strength joe then when she had been enraged.

"Tch, should've made a run for it while he had the chance. Now he's gone and ticked her off. Seriously, why would he stuck around in a gift he's nearly guaranteed to lose. Must he some foolish form of stubborn pride, am I right?"
@Lmpkio@ExpolarArgus is currently at the Frenzy Plant camp, probably waiting to get a talking to from somebody in charge and handed out a punishment.
@Shikaru@Oblivion666Hey now, Nidhogg has a modicum of self-control. Anya's in no danger at all. . . as long as she keeps around a fair number of powerful witnesses.
@Oblivion666Oh, I was waiting on Lugubrious to post before I did for Argus.
"Hmm, interesting move, now how shall see respond," Nidhogg said to himself, having also gotten distracted by the God Slayer's attack. As such, it took him a little while to realize that Anya had responded to his inquiry, though once he did, he gave a small chuckle at her admitted ignorance of a guild member's magic. "Well then, allow me to educate you a little, as I always try to keep an eye on notable mages. They tend to be the most interesting, though that isn't always the case. Nolan is an Ash God Slayer, and quite a strong contender with a history of ruthless efficiency, as not only can his attacks deal some hefty damage, but also serve as a severe hazard due to the likelihood of one of his attacks causing difficulty breathing and suffocation."

Nidhogg ran a hand through his hair, leaning forward to east his arms on the back of the seat right next to Anya, a gleam in his eye as he watched the screen. [i]Hmmm, a tricky situation Indigo finds herself in, but far from deadly or dangerous. All one needs to do us disperse or exit the cloud, which means there has to be another factor in this move to keep them from doing such things. Still, if Nolan was smart, he would use this as a chance to make a break for the area or launch a sneak attack on his foe, since defeating her isn't needed to win." As Anya introduced herself, Nidhogg smiled, turning his gaze away from the screen to her in a lazy fashion.

"My name's Jackson, but you can call me Jack if you wish, and I'm just passing through Crocus to get a look at the games. It has been over a 100 years since the last one, so it's definitely an event that can't be missed." Nidhogg let out a sigh, wanting this scavenge hunt to end so that they could get to the real event that everyone came for. "So, Anya was it, how did you get to be a member of Phoenux Wing, if you don't mind me asking. Is there any special trial or test, or are they just an accept all comers type of guild?"

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