Raineh Daze

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

Liliane also inspected the bones curiously, turning them over in her hands, "The work is goblin, but the bones include human ones. Not enough to be sure how much is possibly from the skeletons roaming all over the place and how much is anything they went and snagged on the way."

On the other hand, Corinne was frowning. Yes, it wasn't a monastery now but that wasn't the point, surely...? Hm, maybe she wasn't conveying herself properly? The mage started a brief back-and-forth with Liliane in Hundi and the more experienced adventurer wound up sighing and rephrasing the question.

"She meant, aren't temples and anything buried on consecrated grounds protected against necromancy? Simple abandonment shouldn't give us a skeleton problem to deal with."

Which was something the religious types should know.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

I find it funny, because Ashte's NOT meant to be humble or anything... but she's not a god of nature or anything. Sheer unstoppable force is very rarely within her portfolio (I mean, it still happens, obviously). And war really is.

So to see everyone go barreling into a defensive line without working out their current condition is just offensive to her sensibilities. xD

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Ashte

It was probably a good thing that everyone was too distracted to look at Ashte's face right now, as her expression was very unbecoming of both a goddess of love and a goddess of war. It was a terrible expression of shock, like the fundamental underpinnings of reality had been ripped away and replaced with something incomprehensible.

How could gods be this stupid?

Here it was, their first taste of conflict after being brought back to the world, their powers obviously diminished, and they were all just... rushing in with brute-force against enemies of unknown ability, even after they formed a defensive position. It didn't matter how much you were individually stronger if you couldn't apply that power in any way!

Not that she could actually explain this or try to organise something coordinated that might actually break it. No, Those bigger tubes were going to be shooting something else and... well, whatever, intercept them with shields angled upwards, it didn't matter what it was if the force of the attack was redirected away from Ashte or anyone nearby. No, this tube could still fire and there was no time to waste.

Shooting at the soldiers near the sun god, for instance. Too aggressive, too overconfident; assuming that barrelling straight in would kill everything and leave nobody to attack his unguarded sides or back. Fortunately, he had the most beautiful of gods to provide covering fire as their opponents--obviously trained, despite the power differential--went to take advantage of this.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

No dignity, only victory. :D

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Yet war was also good for business.

So is love. If it's the oldest profession, was it Aureia's first job?

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Ashte

... was it really okay to let these two make first impressions? Maybe she and Aureia should run ahead of everyone else next time? Not that Ashte had anything against fighting--that would be completely ridiculous--but there was more to winning a war than killing everything that stood in your path. Knowing thy enemy, for instance, which was really not helped if you murdered everyone that even looked at you funny. Right now, she didn't feel like they could take on an entire army either.

Well, the choice was out of her hands and at least this spared her the need to engage in making some overly flower declaration. That was something the white-haired goddess had never been too good at. Pillow talk? Rousing speeches? Those were fine but just... acting pompous on demand with no purpose to it? Where was the fun in that?

It was a fortunate time to discover that her instincts were still working, her second shield forming as one of the red-clad soldiers pointed his tubular stick at her, the projectile embedding into the holy metal with a resounding clang. That was... unpleasantly close, she would have to pay more attention to fighting mortals until her power was back up to spec. And pay attention to this one she did, darting up to this one outside of the rampaging huntress's path, a cheerful smile on her face as her arms snapped into place around his. Twist, and...

Oh, this was an interesting weapon, wasn't it? Ah, if she had enough of them, and faithful soldiers... the tactics that she could pull off with perfect battlefield awareness and a ranged implement such as this. It wouldn't be as fun or exciting as a pitched battlefield but being able to eliminate specific targets in the dead of night...

She slammed the butt off the weapon into the disoriented soldier a few more times, knocking him to the ground. At least that way, they'd have someone to interrogate afterwards. Then, shields ready to intercept if anyone looked in her direction, Ashte scanned the battlefield... ah, that one had an even bigger tube? Best stop him first. One, two... their armour was unsurprisingly resilient to their own weapons, but it seemed multiple shots in the same spot could still go through. If you could do it.

If the weapons had changed this much, how had warfare? Oh, this would be exciting.

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

That would be more useful if I had a clue what your timezone was. xD

Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

Ashte

"Why would I ever be the one to disapprove of something cute?" the horned goddess asked, likewise making her way towards the clamour. So, the feverish girl was a priestess of some sort? Oh, that was interesting; it had been obvious she must have had something to do with their revival just from the entire scene... hm, that probably explained the fever, too. It had to be quite draining, awakening dead gods from their eternal slumber, mustn't it? Ah, she'd have to make sure to pamper the poor thing once they acquired more resources.

Well, if she hadn't intentionally picked them out from all the possibilities. Not that she'd say it to his face--really, like any halfway reasonable person, she wouldn't say anything to his face--but O'Menus was simply impossible to deal with. Like he was the only god with ambitions of rulership--if you could even call what he'd done ruling--or that the world required him for sunlight. No, but there was no point revisiting old irritations yet... just a note to punish the girl appropriately if she'd picked that hothead.

Well, hopefully these mortals didn't want anything too problematic, their current state wasn't up to snuff...

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

@JessieTargaryen That is exactly what they are, yes.

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

Tyaethe Radistirin

"The big guy gets it," Tyaethe said, shrugging, "I asked if it was still here, and it seems that the shard's been stolen... or recovered? As for where it is now... there's a reason the Church should have known it was in the country to start with."

From the grumpy expression, it could likely be inferred that the very nature of the stolen shard interfered with attempts to observe it--its origin as a divine substance, even if evil, made it a uniquely effective focus for hiding from unrelated deities. Something that, no doubt, explained how it could have been kept within the capital for any period of time without attracting undue attention.

The vampire shook her head, "Unless our new thief left a physical clue behind to follow, we'd have to work out who even knew it was there to steal."