Raineh Daze

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Anyway, I will get Tyaethe's response up probably tomorrow.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

I... don't see why not? So long as it isn't something like "and thus the captive's head is cut off" because other people would probably stop that.

Fate/Eternum

Swinging a massive arm in Lancelot's direction was no more effective than simply striking out at him with human proportions; the knight neatly jumped over what may as well have been a ponderously slow attack and cut into an elbow on the down-swing--though, obviously, the damage that one such as he could inflict immediately on such an enormous magical construct was quite limited. Perhaps the full release of his Noble Phantasm would be able to blast it apart... Excalibur would almost certainly do so.

But if it was made entirely of magic, would it just restore itself from nothing? If something else was forcing it into existence, then an entirely new form could be constructed immediately--this, too, was Laetitia's thoughts, effectively prodding it with minor spells, almost tickling it, that served no purpose but to get an idea of what logic was behind it. Where was the mana coming from, and could it be blocked off? Was this a projection of some sort from the bounded field? Or was it just a very large, shaky facsimile of a Servant that would go boom as easily (or more) as one of them?

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Do I need to @ everyone? I hate @ ing

Visions of Elysium—A Non-Isekai VRMMO RP (Yes, you read that right) (Interest Check)

Hello.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Behold, people are now in location.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Amalril Forest

At first, it seemed that the monastery-hunting group would have the easiest time of it, the instructions clearly placing the location of the site north-east of Everett but "sufficiently far" from potential elven habitation that conflict from that angle should be unlikely. The local church was helpful, one of the priestesses of Reon helping to point out the hunter that had come back with an idea of the location, a small bauble of the appropriate age--and absolutely no desire to return to help clean it out himself.

A combination that left the little group situated on a hunting trail, a stiff breeze blowing through the looming trees around them and the occasional sound of distant birds. In all directions, there was nothing to be seen but trees themselves. If there was one blessing, it would be that the branches were far enough above to give a relatively uncluttered view: the gentle rise of the ground as it headed eastwards, a carpet of moss and lichen, and the ever-present abundant of pine.

Somewhere north of their location, there was a monastery.

Hider

If you want audio.

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Royal Road to Walverrest

For those on the orc hunt, the journey had been somewhat less peaceful--not that anyone suspected them of being orcs, that was quite impossible, but there existed some military presence on the main road itself, soldiers displaying am extreme lack of interest in their posting and a desire to flag down anyone interesting that passed simply to break the monotony. In the case of a group of adventurers, this meant being asked if they were out to kill the orcs, if they had killed the orcs, and once in a while a soldier suggesting that there were orcs in this area.

So far that had been correct exactly once, and it was a grand total of one orc that seemed about as confused to meet anyone else as the soldier was when he was told there was something there.

Perhaps, then, it was the actual surprising monotony one day that was the biggest clue that something had gone wrong here--not a single glimpse of soldiers for hours, no sound of any wildlife. On a casual glance, this stretch of road didn't hold anything particularly out of the ordinary; like some the bushes seemed to be encroaching closer, but there really should have been some patrols or signs of life by now...

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Road to Haesting

Unlike the far more economically-important road to Walverrest--and even then, despite the ease of traversing the river--there was no heavy military presence on the road northwards, the disappearances sparse enough and seemingly unlikely to escalate that no official response had been made. Enquiries at some villages along the way, even though off the beaten track, showed that adventurers had come north, crossed into the dry slopes of the barrens... and then the next few villages, even accounting for the possible forks if you left the main road in this region, had seen only some of them.

Which placed the disappearances somewhere quite close to the border, where the plains around Venne started to give way to more uneven terrain, increasingly hilly if one tried to cut westwards towards Keelgravv, yet highly uneven and full of vales and hills to hide behind and upon.

Either way, it seemed that their predecessors had come at least to this crossroads, forking twice as it headed north. A few scraggly bushes amounted to all the local vegetation beyond the thin grass, and the entirety of animal life not hiding from birds circling overhead amounted to some spiders.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Right, since nobody has any objections I'll start working on this. Expect an update tomorrow.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Is there anything anyone in the three groups would like to do before setting out?

Realism no Mononoke: An Urban Fantasy RP

• Name: Ibaraki Akari
• Age: 16
• Gender: Female
• Race: Oni
• Appearance: She's definitely on the short side... and the completely flat side. Akari is one of those highschool students (technically) that everyone eagerly mistakes for a middle school student.
• Personality: Everyone expects an oni to be brash, confident (at least until defeated), and rowdy. At the very least you expect them to be loud or somehow aggressive. This is all completely untrue of Akari, who is happiest communicating with everyone via technology rather than in person, and would much like to be back in her room undisturbed. Even when you get past the extreme shyness by enough association or shared interests, she's still meek, worried about her own strength, and disturbingly skittish. With an extra irrational fear of samurai, which is definitely a bit odd for a girl who's worn traditional clothing every day of her life except the one week she went to school.
• Abilities: Akari is a shockingly powerful oni, for someone that has had no reason to exercise her natural abilities to any extent. Despite her unimposing physique, there are very few people who are going to be winning if it's simply a contest of pitting strength against one another. She's about as difficult to seriously injure; blunt force is mostly useless without some serious strength behind it, and simply cutting her often requires magical assistance or massive force. Plus, like her mother, if it's not cut off entirely it will doubtless heal fine, and losing limbs would be more of a (physical) inconvenience than life-threatening.
  Although she hasn't any practice at using it, Akari has inherited Ibaraki's affinity for Heat--not just heat in the direct sense, but heat as a driving force for changes. It's this affinity that led Ibaraki-douji so easily to shapeshifting, and allows for just reattaching missing body parts later.
• Skills: None of any particular use! She's actually rather clumsy, which is bad because of the strength that comes from being an oni. This also extends to a tendency to trip on things and fall down stairs, though that's more disorienting and worrying for people watching rather than actually dangerous to Akari.
• Equipment: "Mum said I should bring an iron club if something dangerous happens..." She also has a phone, "a little spending money" day to day--that is, enough money that anything of interest to a sixteen year old oni is fine--and a perfectly-accurate seeming ID that nevertheless claims Akari to be an adult, because oni and alcohol are inseparable.
• Brief Backstory: As her name attests, Akari is closely related to the Ibaraki-douji. Extremely closely; Ibaraki is her mother and Akari doesn't have the faintest clue who her father is. This, in and of itself, makes her the closest thing a rowdy bunch like oni can have to royalty--and also, with the benefit of being born into an extremely small family that has had a thousand years of practice avoiding danger and past banditry, used to the wealth that implies.
  Akari spent most of her childhood in a very traditional home, essentially secluded from the non-supernatural world, and told all the supernatural stories one might expect. Of course, the viewpoint was skewed--the role of hero and villain constantly inverted, with the samurai and exorcists vilified for going after oni that were only acting according to their natural desires and compulsions. Given the obvious problems that a supernaturally strong child with some innate drive to prey on humanity could fall into, this also meant a distinct lack of school attendance.
  They moved to a more modern house, one actually positioned conveniently for school, when it was time for Akari to start middle school. After attending for a few days, she just... stopped, the ease with which she had accidentally hurt someone in sports and the pressure of pretending to be human--on top of her own limited experience with so many people--just overwhelming the young oni. Although she's somewhat kept up with the schoolwork, a large amount of Akari's time has instead found itself devoted to popular entertainment--light novels, anime, and so on.
  Ibaraki is hardly someone one would expect to be an experienced parent... or skilled at addressing this in a manner more appropriate than "fight it out", which would hardly help in this situation, so she's been trying to find someone that might help... or at least get Akari to socialise more.