Raineh Daze

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

Will post over the weekend.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

"Mmm. No such thing as consecrated ground, though it is a helpful myth. A place is only as holy as the worship that goes with in. Without people, churches are just empty boxes."

I... think that's not true here? Consecrated ground does exist; it's just that... well, leave a place for long enough and something is going to profane it.

... there's an entire bath of holy water elsewhere in the world, after all, and nobody's blessing it daily. xD

@Zoey Boey

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

Ashte

"Enemies that won't surrender have to go, Mori dearest. That's just how it works; can't leave a knife at your back."

Klois, Klois... it had a ring of familiarity, but did that mean anything? It could just be a name shared with a one-time lover, or maybe some commander or opponent. No matter, who this Klois had been would no doubt reveal itself when they got out of this place. Of course, that meant getting out of here. Hm...

"So, will you show us where you came from?" Ashte asked, stepping forward towards Sir Oren. What were funeral rites even like in this time and place...? Honestly, it felt like the sort of thing Moridax should know anyway but if she didn't even know if the underworld still existed... probably not 'left in a cave with a bunch of weirdo fanatics'. Hm, for now, he wouldn't be too hard to bring along. Just slide her weapons under him like so, turn them into proper shields, and... presto! Ready-made floating conveyance for one deceased knight.

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

I'll post tomorrow if nobody has.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

At the sound of advancing feet... and not bones, feet, Liliane's ears perked up, both daggers being drawn effortlessly in one hand as the other went to the satchel. Goblins, goblins... ah, there, one of the more painful necrotising toxins. Goblins weren't exactly the bravest, and extra agonising wounds were sure to send them scurrying even if she missed some sort of lethal blow. With their medical skill, there was a good chance infection would catch up too, even if they fled the entire area. The dark oil seeped lethargically onto the blades and then, as if caught in a rush, seemed to be sucked out of the vial and into a thin film.

Of course, she couldn't just recklessly dance through them, administering injuries left and right. That would leave Corinne exposed. But one of the encircling goblins, getting too close for the Hundi's liking, found just how fast the short girl could dart forwards and backwards, a long, burning slice down one of its arms. Predictably, chattering in its horrible tongue, that one scarpered--whether to the back of the crowd or entirely, she didn't care.

Goblins elicited none of the fear in the mage that undead did. Nervous apprehension, certainly, but already she was levelling the staff right towards their myst, scintillating light gathering as her chant built up...

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

I shall post... sometime over the next 24 hours!

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

Tyaethe Radistirin

"Naive is thinking that you can solve all problems yourself just because you're wealthy and have spies. An entire fort of soldiers are dead because your first thought is to hire mercenaries only after a theft," the vampire snapped, continuing to glare out from the helmet at the little girl. Nobles and mages, so alike in their overconfidence.

But especially the complete idiots that had thought they could ever destroy the shard. At best, they might split it into smaller shards, which would only exacerbate the problem. It was like trying to rid the world of cold.

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

Okay, will try and get a post up today/tomorrow.

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

Apparently tired of the ranting, and perhaps vindictive about the upset caused to the girl who had brought her here, Ashte took steps to shut him up for good. Without turning, the two bronze shapes once again formed--this time into nothing more than crude, simple axeheads. Against an immobilised foe, well...

People that no longer had heads couldn't talk.

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

Ashte

"Well... as you can tell, and no doubt experience, we find ourselves to be unusually diminished in capabilities, listening to fanatics rave about some strange emperor they have, and currently with a single priestess to share between us," Ashte confirmed, echoing the general sentiment and placing one hand on the girl's free shoulder. She was the type to go to perhaps-extreme lengths for her favoured, no matter how new... but, well, bringing back the dead was out of her purview. Short of going off to find the skellington king over there and be annoying make impassioned requests.

Which, if Moridax was as weakened as the rest of them, probably wasn't an option in this case. Or any other means of comfort she was skilled at. So, she'd just... be here and keep talking to the others.

"Personally, I think this seems like fun. I don't remember the last time I got to fight a war from such an inferior position. Half a dozen gods against an empire..."