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Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@AzureKnight

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Skarsneek going to Sorae, and Gringor is going for the temple.

I'm cool with that as well. Also, did you change how Atsuha looked? She used to have black hair. Granted, the new one looks pretty nice as well.

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My Hider

@AzureKnight

"Hmm, this?" Skarsneek touched the bruise lightly before waving it off, clasping her hand gently at that. "It'll heal right back up, I had worse but yea, I'll be careful. Can't believe I actually got hit-"

"What about the boat-" Skarsneek felt it in the air, his sixth sense honing that someone was approaching and made no effort to hide.

Without thinking, he tossed the stick he was holding close to Gringor feet and towards the direction of the interloper. Though Gringor needed no prompt as the latter was already to his feet and weapon in hand.

The high orc sniffed the air and discerned it before tilting his head at that, it wasn't a human. It was a mamono but the fresh blood, burnt charred, and familiar pork smell was concerning.

Gringor bristle rose, readied for a fight but he was beaten to the punch by Shizuka. The latter already taking the stage as Gringor watched from the sides annoyedly.

That annoyance turned into a fuming, boiling ache to simply dive into the fight regardless of the consequences but Shizuka got the fight first so by right, it was his.

Secretly, he hoped that Shizuka would've been overwhelmed so that he can step in but that turned into a fool's hope. The newly formed undead mamono was outclassed by their leader, which meant he would've taken the fight just as well.

Then when Takeshi asked them to stand down, it was over at that point.

"How boring." Gringor sighed before going back to his post for the night.

For the next day, both Skarsneek and Gringor assembled as they were briefed on the next course of action and possible options available to them.

Skarsneek initially wanted to head towards the so-called ninjas for their information gathering and probable better knowledge of the land but Wyndressa had volunteered for that.

So he opted for other options.

@PaulHaynek

"Sorae's skill with the naginata is fearsome and second to none. She and her clan was summoned to Sanjo Beach, but never appeared. We should head to their estate in the west and find out what happened to them and, if possible, recruit them to rescue my father."

"I'll go for Sorae." Skarsneek said as he poked and brushed the top of his two horns. Perhaps if he can find a way to cover his head, they won't outright mistake him for a mamono. He then turned to Takeshi and asked. "Any of you know where to get those wide straw hats?"

Gringor on the other hand, chose a much simpler option that rouse his interest.

"There's a monastery east of here called Fung Temple.

There's a monk there named Nobutada. He's one of the most sturdiest people I know, able to weather blows that could shatter boulders. When my father called for the monks of Fung Temple, I didn't see Nobutada among them. If he's still alive, he'll be in the monastery and he can lend us his aid."

"I'll go for the temple." Grinning as he wondered if that statement of taking blows capable of shattering boulders was true. If it was, well, it meant he can get serious. And if they want to fight him, who was he to deny them that? "Crack a few heads, and get them to follow us."

"We're supposed to recruit them, not kick their ass." Skarsneek snarkily remarked though it was brushed off by the own high orc retort.

"Don't go skirt-chasing then."

"...Bah, fine, so long he's able to move, just do what you want." Skarsneek threw his hands in resignation though if Atsuha paid attention, Skarsneek didn't deny Gringor words either.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

I am just waiting for the new characters to be posted so I can ppst my own characters reaction, in case anyone is waiting for me to post.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

My dog bit off my eye, you guys. ;(((((

@PaulHaynek

Oh dear, the eyelids or the literal eye?

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Rezod92@PaulHaynek@Hammerman@Dark Cloud@Noblebandit

Gringor & Skarsneek

"Eh, got me, I was born this way." Skarsneek shrugged his shoulders at that question, cats out of the bag anyway at this point. "Nothing too special, Dad's a retired fighter and mom's an innkeeper. Maybe the Chief God order had a sense of humor, and decided to make male monsters as a middle finger to the Demon Lord."

"But either way, I doubt the Varjans can tell the difference between me and a regular goblin. They'll kill me on principle alone." Skarsneek then glanced to the sides, thinking he really need to get back into practicing in fooling others thinking he was a female goblin. Most of the Red Hill never even knew he was a male aside from his family.

Maybe they knew but didn't care? He had a brief thought on that before shrugging. It might be possible, they're goblins.

As to others wanting them to study? Well, he's always on the move so they hadn't really pinned him down just yet.

"Hey, how a lug like you avoid getting caught?" Skarsneek directed his attention to Gringor, disliking the orc on principal but also looking for a chance to find more information. "You look like you'll fall for the old sleep-slattered meat in the middle of a road and an obvious rope trap."

"I'm fast." Gringor irritably replied at that, having a feeling that the annoying goblin would continue to needle him over everything if he kept quiet and since he can't outright bash Skarsneek noggin in, he'll go with the option that gave him less of a headache. "Some hunters from Demon Lord, some human warriors, and one hero. I beat them all and make them part of my tribe."

"You lead your own tribe?" Skarsneek eyebrows rose at that, he had assumed Gringor just ran away and remain alone. Something that was dispelled with a huff from Gringor.

"Of course, unlike goblin."

That struck a nerve in Skarsneek but if Gringor noticed, he didn't care.

"Also took other orc tribes, Irontusk, Stonebreaker, Pants taker-" Gringor listed a few tribes that took some actual effort from the top of his head. Though honestly, most were just ragtag bunch numbering less than a handful. "Watch over many paths, make people pay when they try to cross, escort them if they do, beat them if they don't."

"But it was boring," Gringor said as he turned his ax and brushed away some dirt from it. "No more fights, and no other hunters come."

"So I made Halua tribe leader and went off."

He also started numerous fights during his random trips to Zipangu and only then did he get his fun first fight but that turned sour when the mamono ogre he was fighting was already drunk. Hardly a challenge.

If Takeshi was listening, he would've noted that there was an incongruency in that Gringor wasn't a human but rather, a male mamono. Something that's outright impossible.

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@Slypheed

Eh, Just post it. The group already has 2 undeads, if you count dhampirs classification. Adding another 2 isnt going to be that odd.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

@Perse@Eviledd1984@Eviledd1984

Körbl Meier

Following Abby close as they finally left the elevator, Körbl glanced around for any threats. Seeing how others were armed and he still having only a sharp piece of metal, the electric prod and maybe one small knife procured from the guards. It was...annoying.

Still, he chose this life and can't complain about it. The knife comforted him greatly already.

During this moment, they're intervened by Dr.Novis and Körbl clicked his tongue. It looks like one of the heavy duties for this asylum finally made it presence.

But seeing that long sword coming out of the arm, that got Körbl an idea though it was a long shot. After all, it looked fleshy and metallic so it could be some weird symbiosis or moldable flesh.

With no other words left, Körbl dashed forward, tossing the metal electric prod towards Novis and pumped his legs as hard as he can. All but appearing as a blur as he crouched low. The prod acting like a brief distraction before Körbl flicked the knife in his hand and aimed low. Sliding downwards before jumping like a tiger to the sides, the knife flashing upwards with his momentum and Körbl targeted the shoulder joints. Confident that it would cut through it like butter unless Novis body transformation changed the density in a flash.

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Gringor & Skarsneek

He then turned to Skarsneek. ”Skars-kun, I also congratulate you on a job well done. Although, I heard a rather serious wound was inflicted upon you. Atsuha-san was especially worried, but thanks to your tough hide you appear to be fine.”

@AzureKnight

"Yea, I was lucky." He waved his hand and touched the bruise gently. Inwardly, however, he felt a burning annoyance as to him being hit in the first place. While no fighter, he prided himself on being able to dodge well or protect himself.

Well, this certainly woke him up. Looks like he has plenty of things that still need to get to work.

A single eye twitched towards the high orc and saw the brief cut. It was all but nearly healed save for the tiniest of scab and was certain that whatever that even managed to do that, would've done worse if he took that to the chest.

Sticking another stick to feed the flame, Skarsneek turned that annoyance into a much more malicious intent. At least there wasn't a shortage of acceptable targets for him to vent that anger.

Though it'll be a tough ordeal.

"And you, Gringor, I saw the way you taunted the Varjan troops during our retreat. What would you have done if your actions further endangered the lives of your comrades? I understand wanting to take the piss toward your enemies, believe me I’ve been there, but there’s a time and place for everything. That goes for both of you.”

@AzureKnight

Hmph. Gringor quietly brushed that admonishment away. What was the Varjan going to do at that point, throw more rocks at them?

But enough of that, there was a fight still to be attended to.

Getting another good look at the entire taskforce, Takeshi slowly realized something. "...You're no ragtag group of monsters looking for victims. You're an organized force." He deduced correctly. "Who exactly are you? Who sent you here?"

@PaulHaynek

"Are there more of your tribe?" Gringor addressed Takeshi brushing the question aside, he came here on a whim anyways and would've fought the local monster girls if Kyouko hadn't hired him to do it to the Varjans instead. So he'll do what he do best. "If we rally what's left, and get more, we can have another go at them."

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@Hammerman, @AzureKnight @Dark Cloud, @WanderingDragon, @FrogRFlowR, @Noblebandit, @Rune_Alchemist

Gringor & Skarsneek

After all that hubbub, and varying degrees of success as well as failure. The entire group managed to catch their breath together as they reassemble at a general area. Skarsneek panting and plopping himself down close to the fire, and idly poked at it with his stick.

Thoughts of how they really shouldn't be popping a fire camp came as it was a beacon to their location but he certainly wasn't going to complain about the heat warming his body up. But just in case, he had shut one of his eyes right now, in the case they need to get away and march in the dark. Something he learned out of necessity and nights of hiding.

Meanwhile, Gringor had his back turned away from the fire and leaned against a tree, facing outwards towards the perimeter and ax close at hand. He also ensured that they were downwind so that any scent that passed by will be caught by him first. For now, the fire within him settled down due to the brief fight that occurred. This time, he felt much more relaxed as he was in the thick of it now. The Varjans had a complete foothold.

That meant conflict was abounded and aplenty now.

Skarsneek meanwhile turned towards the two newcomers, an owl mage and hornet girl?

@Slypheed, @Rezod92

An oddity, since the latter usually never leaves the hive unless she's a queen. Or a rogue one.

Ah well.

"So, I didn't catch you two charming girls name. Lady Kyouko sent ya?" Skarsneek said as he pointed to himself. "Name's Skarsneek, and thanks for the bail out."

Nodding thanks to Kerry the Hornet, since she's the one that carried him out. Also gave the proverbial finger to the Varjan, which was another plus in his book.

Then during the conversation, Skarsneek caught it long before their occupant even left the tent, no doubt in confusion as he lazily turned towards the oddity. The so-called monster-hating faction now being invaded by another bigger monster-hating faction. If it wasn't so deliciously coincidental, Skarsneek would've laughed his guts out.

Seeing the man completely make a fool of his self, Skarsneek just kept his poise and remained seated. "Yea, you're doing a real good job telling your saviors to stay back. The same ones that bailed you out. Thanks by the way."

Skarsneek started out sarcastically as he just watched Takeshi, but he only frowned when the other annoyance reminded himself of his presence.

"You lost, your Warband lost." Gringor dropped that fact without any hesitation, Takeshi won't be able to see Gringor's tail nor ears that denoted himself as a High Orc. Only that there was another person who seemed to be on guard duty. "Only you survive."

"If you want a fight, Gringor can fight you afterward," He said with a wave of his hand.

"Or...I'll fight you right now." Brandishing his ax to the sides suddenly, it flickered against the bonfire light and gave it a terrifying illuminating sheen. One that's backed by Gringor's own low and almost eager voice with a shuddering shoulder, relishing the chance for a fight right now. The near-invisible pheromones that often oozed out of a High Orc intensified in its frequency just from that alone.

"But that's not fun, so rest. Or Gringor will make you rest."

Gringor placed his ax back and continued to lay against the tree, relaxing as the wind carried its way. Lessening some of the effects of the invisible pheromones.

Skarsneek needled with a huff. "Hmph, the orc actually knows diplomacy...what a shocker."

"And the goblin is still alive, how disappointing." Gringor said, almost spitting the words out and didn't hid his disdain for the goblin continued existence.

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In case people don't understand what Gringor did, he basically took the piss out of the Varjans by walking instead of running to show contempt to them.