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STATUS: I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many. 5 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
Current I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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6 yrs ago
Migraines ew
7 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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7 yrs ago
Well I just got my mitts on the Links Awakening remake. Excus eme while I disappear for a weak while I relive my childhood
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7 yrs ago
Migraine killed me today. Posts tomorrow.
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Bio



Hello! Welcome to my little bio.

Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).

Have some dancing medjed.

Most Recent Posts

In The Storm Cycle: Reclamation → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location:
Nids End
@Pyromania99


Sarah managed to bring her blade low, steel clanging together as the elf deflected Luna’s strike. She’d smile, seemingly none to concerned as Luna would attempt to bash her shield into her midsection, sending her stumbling backwards, though only briefly. The elf dug her heels into the ground, shifting her stance to quickly and easily regain her balance. In retaliation, the elvish warrior would grab make to grab Luna’s wrist, pulling her close and ram the pommel of her blade into the other warrior's head.

Location:
Hjrelskins Fall
@Crimson Paladin


Seeing that he was in fact, not fine from the apparent singing fey, Lugh would quickly grab the cloth from Luana, stuffing it quickly into his ears. If nothing else, he was quick on the uptake and to rectify a mistake of his.

“...that is a horrid song.” Elnith replied, holding the side of her head and cupping one of her ears. “Don’t worry, Ethelred.” She’d offer the frozen knight a smile. “Whatever that thing is…we can handle it.” She’d begin walking forward, shortly followed by Lugh as the group began moving deeper into the forest.

Making an abrasive noise seemed to assuage the song only slightly…at least the singing was both a blessing as it was difficult to deal with - it made it extremely easy to track the source of the singing. All they had to do was…let it lead, and not become enraptured with its voice. Deeper into the forest it would lead them, past more beds of fey flowers. Some trees seemed to have been twisted in the form of human faces upon their trunks, but it was likely just a trick of the light, surely. Some of the impish green creatures would run across their path, but ultimately not bother them as they ventured further.

Until the point where the small group would find themselves standing before what could only be described as some sort of large tree, reaching high into the forest, a bit taller than most trees while its trunk was easily large as a house. Twisted, gnarled roots dug into the ground, licking up nutrients from it while its branches were barren of any leaves. Its bark was moving as though it was breathing, steady, rhythmically and it was clear the singing was coming from within this tree's interior.

It was clear if nothing else, this tree was the source of the singing, but it didn’t seem to bother or acknowledge them if it were even capable of it.

Airedale Prison
@VitaVitaAR


“This is torture, what else would it be? You beast, you absolute lecherous beast-bweh~” Cethlann was silenced by having her coat tossed back onto her, though it was a bit harder to get it back on then take it off with the restraints covering the fomorian in place. “And now I’m…clothed again. Tsk, for a witch you sure are whimsical. You want me one second then the next you don’t. Did I not squirm enough~?”

Cethlann would fall silent as there came a knock at the door to the cells.

“Fio? Its Vyrell,” The friendly, familiar voice of the knight, muffled from the otherside of the door seemed a bit concerned. “I’ve bought food for the prisoner…are you alright? You’ve been in there for quite some time and the guard seemed a bit distressed...I've also bought a change of clothes, if you so happen to need it. Call it intuition.”
In Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR


Whether Giles had much to comment on the vampires words, he didn’t speak it. He’d merely order the rest of the villagers to do as previously ordered. Quickly they’d clamor to grab anything they could, barricading and sealing off the door to the basement as the vampires made their descent…

Dragan was the first to engage, the beast hearing him approach as he’d rush towards it, hammer raised and poised to smash its face in. The creature, quickly turned its head towards the vampire knight in response and with little care for its own wellbeing met Dragan’s charge with its own. Dragan’s hammer met flesh, slamming the creature's face against his hammer with a sickening crack.

Whether through its own momentum or power though, it didn’t have the intended effect of smashing him through the ground. Instead, it would carry through, its antlers slamming against his armor as the beasts claws, in a frenzied, gluttonous rage tried to rip and tear at his armor, trying to find anyway to get to the fleshy bits within as it gnashed its teeth and howled.

Luna’s assault was as elegant as she was, it seemed. The beast, upon feeling the magical restraints on its flesh, chains attempting to bind it, shrieked, looking up from its meal just in time to see the vampire launch her assault upon it. Her sabre slashed its flesh, right near its neck, the blade cleanly cutting through it as blood oozed from its wounds. It struggled against its bonds, arms flailing and shrieking, wrapping its gnarled claws around one of the chains, pulling and wrenching the chain as another cut was delivered to its head, right through its eye.

Finally, with a hiss and a loud shriek, it managed to break the chains, flapping its weak wings and leaping into the…well, it tried, only to bang its head against the ceiling, and then promptly fall upon Luna, still aiming to claw and otherwise injure her in a somewhat admittedly unconventional manner.

From further down the hallway, the shouts of more humans, cut short. They likely weren’t going to be able to save many unless they hurried. There didn’t seem to be an obvious way that the beasts had gotten in down here.

Location:
Forest of Beasts
@Click This


Landing on the beast, it struggled, throwing its head and bucking its body as it’d slow to a halt, trying to throw the vampire off as she’d plunge the silver blade into the creatures arm as it made an attempt to grab her, earning another pained shriek as it’d recoil, but still not down as it’d clutch the injured arm, giving her just enough time to plunge the blade into the skull of the antlered beast, having a near immediate effected as it bucked and tried to remove the pest from its back coming to a near complete halt and almost throwing her off - and it would have, had it not been for the first creature that had finally managed to grab her.

She’d feel pain in her stomach, the beasts claws having impaled her as it’d pull her from the beast, slamming her into the ground where it’d pull its claw from her stomach, proceeding to try and maul her.

Location:
Human Village, Riverside
@Pyromania99


Akyasha engaged the beast, bloody axe sinking into the creatures knee as it hadn’t even seen or acknowledged her presence up until it was too late to avoid it. The beast howled, gurgling as it’d immediately tur blood oozing from the wound but the cut was far to shallow to reach bone, cutting through what seemed to be nothing but fat, making the beast more agitated then anything. Immediately, it’d turn, making a wide sweep with the ship mast in its arm in an attempt to slam it into the vampire nun.

Inside, Julene made it back down to the first floor, the building quickly lighting up with fire, but the undead were not so easily deterred. Not caring for their own unlife, and still burning they’d leap from the upper floor, trying to accost and drag her down with them, while the ones on the stairs and lower floor still made their way towards her.

“Tch, just die already.” She’d growl, managing to block a strike from one of the undead creatures, shoving it back into a wall that was on fire. She had to get out of here before the other barrels ignited - but the things were being awfully persistent in slowing down her escape from this place.

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin


Perhaps, Argus better be glad even considering making a servant of the Violet Witch a thrall was not considered some form of treason.

“Not far now captain!” Cynthia called back, retrieving her spear from the wood that it had found itself resting in as argus tossed the net into the water nearby…whether or not it had some effect for the moment. More skeletal undead would pull themselves from the water around them, earning an annoyed growl from Cynthia as she’d quickly engage, slicing through more and leaping through an open hole on the ships hull that she had pulled her spear from.

“This way! Hurry! That thing-!”

Too late.

Whatever it was, slammed its bulk into the ship hull, cracking its weakened frame, splintering it and sending it sinking into the waves, Cynthia disappearing further within. In the same instance, the platform under Argus was slammed into with enough force to completely shatter his already unstable footing! He’d need to act fast unless he’d want to find himself swimming with the undead and whatever creature that was.
In Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Pyromania99

“Are you that much of an uneducated fool?” Yuisa replied gruffly. “Surely you know what a pulley is and how one uses and raises cargo…or are the elves just that backwards?” She’d lean against the back wall of the metal box as the sound of grinding gears started, the box jolting suddenly and then slowly starting to descend, door now apparently jammed open as ancient cables and wires creaked and groaned under the weight.

“...I’m surprised this thing still works given its apparent age.”

Soon enough, though, the elevator would give them a glimpse of its destination. Through the jammed open doors, the pair could see an absolutely massive room as the elevator descended into the floor several meters below. It was a large room made of some sort of metal, massive steel beams running across the ceiling…and the most impressive thing, though, was what seemed to be another one of those stone golems, slumped over some sort of metal beams that were supporting its heavy, inactive frame.

As the elevator neared the floor, there was the sound of a snapping wire. Yuisa’s eyes widened. Well, turns out it didn’t quite work completely well after all as the elevator began its plummet.



@Crusader Lord


“Well, before you get any ideas its just that. A legend.” Jivka said to the Mothraki. “Supposedly it grows someplace to the north east ‘ice burns like fire’ and ‘where one finds clouds resting upon the ground’.” Jivka continued, frowning a bit. “No idea what that means, but…so, the Aspect of Wisdom was returning from a trek to the countries to the western continents when they came upon a plague stricken Yaga village.” She’d pause, glancing at Nylah.

“You following me? So a mother asked the Aspect to heal her daughter. After refusing it’d eventually agree. The cure was a flower that the Aspect grew within the ‘heart of a glacier’. The village was eventually cured and the Aspect continued their travels back south.” Jivka shrugged. "Can't say much more than that. I'm no lore expert...but I think its a neat story at least. Anyone who found that herb would earn a lot of respect among the others."




@crimson Paladin@Click This


The Yaga witch tapped her finger against her forearm as Novak spoke his case. It was hard to tell what exactly she was thinking. Aside from a twitch of one of her ears, she revealed only an emotion of mild irritation still. For a few long seconds after Novak had finished speaking, only the cold wind blowing through a nearby window would be the only sound until Baba elected to speak again.

“...and?” She would soon speak up. “Sure, it’s tragic…but what of it? People die every day in this world, either due to the selfish action or inaction of others or simply due to the elements. It’s not our place to upset the natural course of events.” She’d walk over to a few plants hanging on the wall, pulling them down. A type of onion from the looks of them. “Suppose you’re right. The Oni come and slaughter the Krysa and Yaga. Its hardly a matter for us. Would you expect us to intervene just because those religious zealots in the southern provinces ignorantly slaughter those not like them?” The yaga glanced towards Lissa, wrenching the onion bulb from its leaves as if to make a point.

“I do hope you have something more compelling to add to this argument because quite frankly this feels like a waste of everyone’s time and I can assure you my lady loathes having her time wasted.”

Just as charming as ever, it seemed.

“...so let me ask you a question before your companion here makes her case.” She fixed Novak with a genuinely curious look. “I said so before…but what would you do if your employer is guilty? Would you admonish her yourself? Side with the Krysa since it means they are in the ‘right’?”

In I Reincarnated into the World of an Otome Game, But———?! (Now Accepting) → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mella

@AThousandCurses@PKMNB0Y


"Thank you for the help, sir. I shall come inquire again if there is anything I need for the foreseeable tenure of lord Reginalds enrollment in the academy." With potential money opportunities possibly gained, she needed to now just come up with a good plan to start saving. Sponsoring someone would certainly be a good idea and could reap great benefits...but that still left the issue of gathering enough capital to do so in the first place.

Perhaps she should approach lord Reginald with an idea of her own...?

Hm...if she could get his ear on some inventions from the modern day perhaps she could turn quite a profit indeed...though that meant trying to get him to agree to give her a share of the profits and not take it for himself. So caught up in her thoughts, she was completely surprised as she'd feel someone just run into her.

"Oh dear-" She'd exclaim, stumbling backwards and landing a bit awkwardly on her arm, sustaining a few minor scrapes for her troubles herself as she'd sit up, rubbing her arm a bit where she landed on it. "Haaa, you really should watch where you're going." Mella grumbled as she'd get to her feet. "Are you alright, young sir?"
In The Storm Cycle: Reclamation → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location:
Nids End
@Pyromania99


The elf’s wrist was caught, Luna barely managing to grab it before the weapon was brought to her neck. Sarah gave a mildly surprised grunt as Luna’s head met hers, the impact of which caused her to stumble backwards just a bit, head swimming from the rough impact and shortly followed by a blow to her stomach from Luna’s shield.

“So you do have some tricks, huh.” Sarah replied, barely managing to deflect Luna’s sword, holding her sword with both hands beside her head, blade pointed towards the other knight. She was clearly on the defensive now, though how long that would stay so, remained to be seen. The elf in retaliation would attempt to side step around Luna, attempting to flank her with her speed.

Location:
Hjrelskins Fall
@Crimson Paladin


“Ah the cat talked!” Lugh would exclaim as Luana made her presence known. Elnith’s hand tightened on her blade, clearly wary of this feline beast as it began to speak, and only until it revealed itself as a human practitioner of druidcraft did her grip on the blood red blade relax a little. “Ah, the cat turned into a pretty lady!” Lugh would astutely observe, earning a soft bop on the head from Elnith.

“A druid…out here…mhm, did you learn from the Tuatha?” Elnith would inquire, still a bit wary, shaking her head and declining the offer of earplugs. “My hearing is…far too good for those to be effective. I should be fine, for a while at least. My curse at least offers some resistance to other curses and spells.”

“Hmm…seems fine.” Lugh nodded. “Not bad. Pretty lady is just pretty. Not Unseelie or Fomorian. Don’t think earplugs work.” He’d point to his large, fluffy ears. He’d need a lot of cloth for that. “But Sorcha says I should thank you for the offer so thank you.” This, was about when their conversation would be interrupted. Not by unseelie or fomorian, or something else attacking them.

But by a song.

The entire forest went deathly quiet. An uneasiness settled over the air, birds that had been flying above fell from the skies near instantly, one falling to the ground near Ethelred as a few more could be seen falling in the distance, forced into a sleep while they were still flying.

It was a mysterious, otherworldly noise. Whoever was singing, was singing something none could understand, but if it flowed like water but was dissonant as the grinding of stone.

“...it hurts.” Lugh winced.

Every single one of their bodies, save for Luana would find themselves briefly turning in near unison towards deeper into the forest, an almost uncontrollable urge to follow overcoming them.

Location:
Airedale Forests
@Guy0fV4lor


The cephalopod tentacle slammed into Elia’s legs, but in the same instance the axe was brought down onto its body. The axe cleanly swung through the flesh, cutting another deep gash into the writhing mass as it’d attempt to now coil around its leg…but that was all it could do. It shuddered, a wet squelching noise coming from it as it went momentarily rigid and then completely limp, falling to the ground and releasing the brief grip it had on Elias.

Its body would turn translucent, before ultimately disappearing in little motes of light.

“...haaa…” The mage relaxed now, shoulders slumping a bit as she’d pull herself to her feet, rubbing the back of her neck. “I suppose I should thank you.”

Airedale Prison
@VitaVitaAR


“Eh, why aren’t you saying anything? Fomorian caught your tongue?” Cethlann didn’t seem cowed by Fio’s silence. If anything it seemed to amuse her. “Come ooon, what’s the matter? Surely you’re gonna tell me? Eh? Why are you coming closer?” Those words had barely just left her mouth as Fio began, of all things disrobing her.

“Eh?! Eh!? What are you doing!? Are you actually a high class witch?!” Cethlann would shriek, only confusing what exactly she thought a ‘witch’ should be even more as she’d struggle a bit in her bonds. “I’m a married woman you know! You’d do this to a married woman!?” Well, that was…information. Probably false, considering this was under duress and there was a high chance Cethlann was just messing with her.

Still, this little show would continue as Fio managed to pull the Fomorian’s coat off of her, the fabric surprisingly soft and extremely clean, and just the right size for Fio it seemed like. Cethlann herself was left red faced, and naked, aside from her own undergarments.

This, would allow Fio to see the rest of her body. For the most part there was well, nothing of note.

Save for a large, vertical scar that ran the length of her stomach. She could barely make out another, much larger scar on her back.

“...I-if this is how you torture people I may have to rethink my opinion of your…witchiness.” She’d grumble, seeming more like she was pouting than actually upset at the turn of events, though whether that made Fio feel better or not…remained to be seen.
In The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location:
Cogsfell
12.000 hours

@Pyromania99

“Ahaha, apologies miss.” He’d reply with a friendly smile. “They reminded me of something my daughter might have liked to have…though far more animated than what I am used to.” He’d not respond to the comment about being able to take care of himself, and instead quietly let the doll go, taking a brief look around the area. “Well, don’t mind me then. I’m merely a passerby hoping to help those where I can. Its good to see the Maids of the Maison already swiftly taking care of things.”

At hearing an unknown voice, Leoniya tore her attention away from the tank, grabbing her wrench and her grenade launcher both, approaching the man and Katherine with some manner of curiosity.

“That is what our jobs are, comrade. Dealing with demonic threats such as this.” Leoniya replied coolly. “...and forgive me for being a bit suspicious comrade, but a well dressed man such as yourself without a speck of dust or debris on them from these ruins seems a little…mhm, odd, don’t you think?”

“...ah, yes, I suppose it would, wouldn’t it? Though I have no satisfactory answer for that.” He’d reply somberly. “I can assure you though, I mean no harm towards any. I was merely visiting Cogsfell today to visit my daughter and wife, though…it seems that is no longer an option.” He’d close his eyes, exhaling and shaking his head.


@Click This@AzureKnight

The hail of bullets and knives laid into the large, fiery creature, hot lava blood pouring from its wounds. It did little to distract itself from Lyssa, however, as it’d immediately turn to slam its large hands right on top of the other maids chest, only stopped as a loud metal clang as Lyssa’s armored gauntlet managed to stop the creature from crushing her entirely. WIth her other fist she laid into the creatures underside, a powerful blow right to its stomach, pistons pumping and gears turning as it’d rip a large hole right in its abdomen.

“Nngh…” Still, Lucrecia was able to mostly pull her away from the beast as it’d fall backwards from the blow, thrown a bit off balance. “Guh…ugh-cough-ahahah, oh that hurts~” Lyssa, was still giggling in a mildly uncanny manner as Lucrecia would help her away from the stage and back up the stairs towards the theater’s main entrance.

Thankfully most of the lesser demons had been killed, but still - as they made their way towards the front entrance, the building’s supports could no longer hold the building. The far wall started crumbling, portions of the ceiling cracking, crumbling and coming down on the pursuing demons and the maids.

“NNngh, I wanna fight them more though…” Lyssa pouted, not seeming too concerned with her condition.

A section of the wall slammed into the ground right in front of them - the ceiling at the front entrance was coming down quickly, too!
In Urban Starlight Wonderland: Tokyo Stardust, a team-based magical girl RP! → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay



Takara's glare only intensified as shun teased her further. This...this....

"Grrrr..." She growled, though it was a much less menacing growl then she intended as she waved her arms more like an angry puppy than anything else. "I don't need to catch up to anyone! I'm perfectly average height!" Or was, at least! Ugh, this was soooo frustrating! Why the hell couldn't she have at least kept her height!? Shun might have been right about Abigail being taller, but that went in one ear and out the other.

At least the talk of the shade managed to pull her attention from beating Shun to a pulp.

"Hmph, its a coward then." She'd reply to Abigail, turning to face the other magical girl, though still glaring at Shun. Still, this was probably not something she was immediately good at. Tracking something was not her specialty at all, even if a proper hero had special tracking abilities and devices. "It probably just saw me and run like a chicken. Once I find it I'll rip its arms off. If one of you guys can make yourself useful and track it, I can do the rest."
In I Reincarnated into the World of an Otome Game, But———?! (Now Accepting) → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mella

@AThousandCurses


"Potions, hm...quite lucrative indeed." A fairly easy and common way of getting money, really. It certainly wouldn't be too difficult if rules followed the same way alchemy happened in the game. Still...she lacked any actual alchemical skill herself, and didn't fancy learning truth be told. It'd be a lot of work, trial and error...haaa, she didn't mind hard work but she really didn't want more work. Still, maybe she could sponsor someone -

"Ah." Cervantes hit the nail right on the head. "How rude. I would like to inform you lord Reginald and the Von Afah family reward their maids with quite adequate pay." She'd respond. Well, she certainly liked getting paid more, but there was no need to start saying that the Von Afah family went around paying their maids barely enough to live on. "Still...mhm, you're not incorrect. I find myself needing quite a lot of money for certain personal reasons I am not at liberty to divulge." Mella's expression remained neutral and unreadable as she'd bow lightly. "Even if I were to invest in an inventor, that requires some form of capital to start with...haaa..." her unreadable expression shifted just slightly to one of mild annoyance. "Everything always comes back to money, doesn't it? Needing more to even get more...maybe I should just commit embezzlement or tax evasion and move Von Afah's funds to some island out of the country..."

Her voice trailed off for a few moments before she'd cough, shaking her head.

"...apologies, I should finish the shopping before lord Reginald starts wondering where I've gone."
In Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR


“...I knew you three were…different, but this…” The moment Aleksiya formed a spear of ice in her hands, the room collectively grew quiet, aside from the distant sounds of someone fighting outside and the very near howls of beasts below. Some murmured to themselves. Demons. Witches. Monsters. Beasts. It seemed that such an action may have put the already distraught humans on edge a bit.

Could they do anything about it? No, not really.

“...If you go down there, I’m still barricading the door.” Giles replied coolly. “Do what you want, but if so much as one slips up here…I refuse to let them reach us.” The man said, stalwartly standing his ground in front of the others. Supposing they didn’t say anything to the contrary, Giles would do exactly that, order the rest of the people to use what they could to strap down the door as the vampires who went, slowly descended into the houses’ basement.

The smell of blood quickly met the two’s nose.

The basement, while it was likely once a simple storage room or perhaps a small club or rec area in ages past, had been enlarged by what was likely years and years of work. Once wooden walls had been dismantled and the room expanded to allow for more people to comfortably be down here. Many boxes for storage could also be seen here, as could some of those silvery lamps that seemed to hold some sort of off-putting holy light. Many bedrolls and mats had been in the process of being laid out on the wooden floor and several tunnels had been carved, leading elsewhere under the village.

Curiously, off to one side there was what was ostensibly some sort of farm growing scraggly, somewhat unappetizing but still edible vegetables in the ground. A large silver lamp had been hung over it like a chandelier.

But of course, all of this was likely just background noise to what the vampires were witnessing currently. A large humanoid looking beast with fleshy, weak looking wings was currently feasting on the corpse of a human. Another one, looking some mix of wolf and deer was standing at the start of the soil field, hissing and growling at…a handful of people that were fear stricken, hugging the back wall tightly.

The beast didn’t seem like it wanted to go further into the field.

They could hear more shouts coming down from the only tunnel that extended off, along with the roar of beasts.

Location:
Forest of Beasts
@Click This


As the gorebat would drain the large creature, it was occupied for the next few seconds of Giselle’s fight. It would likely not be getting up again - gorebats could drain a being of blood in mere seconds.

The hound charging her would go down, howling in pain as the bullet would lodge itself in its head, though not out completely as it’d follow through, hoping to latch onto her leg but would, in a way that it hadn’t quite intended. Giselle’s foot slammed into its head, sending it flying away with a sickening crack, breaking whatever bones it had. Thankfully, it didn’t after.

The momentum would carry her to avoid the creatures main charge, one of her bullets finding its mark but merely seemed to agitate the creature as it’d dig its hooves into the ground, immediately pivoting, using its own momentum to turn itself immediately back around, continuing its charge towards Giselle.

This was about the time the first creature had gotten back to its feet, burned, half dead, but still very much a danger. It shrieked, leaping to the side, trying to flan, swiping its claws in long, fast, sweeping motions in an attempt to grab her. The hounds remained an annoyance, aiming to pin her bite her ankles it seemed.

Location:
Human Village, River
@Pyromania99


“There aint nothin’ to be devout to!” Julene shouted back as Akyasha would leave through a back door. “Lights, that lady is more suspicious than them ‘society’ folks…” She’d grumble as she’d make sure a bolt was loaded inside her crossbow. Julene, indeed seem to have this. The shambling undead seemed more than eager to rush towards the singular living being they could see. They’d shuffle and shamble into the old, burned out house. Juele smirked as she’d climb up to a second floor, the old, creaky stairs barely holding her weight.

“I almost wish ye freaks were edible.” Julene laughed as she’d watch them make a beeline towards her. Instead of waiting around though, she’d leap off an old railing, grabbing a conveniently tied rope as she’d use it to slide to the ground floor once more…and as she did so, she’d fire another bolt at a barrel sitting on the second floor.

Immediately, the entire upper floor of the building caught on fire as a holy explosion rocked its upper floor. It’d quickly spread to the bottom floor, too…there was just one problem Akyasha could see from outside, that Julene could not.

A gargled, harrowing roar came from not far away. Akyasha could see it - it looked like some sort of large…amalgamation of seaweed, skeletons, and fish parts. One skeletal hand grafted onto a fleshy body covered in fish scales, hunched over and in one hand what appeared to be an old ship cannon while in its skeletal hand was grasped what could only be described as an old ship mast. Its face was smooshed, looking something like a mix between a humanoid and a fish.

It made a beeline towards the now burning house just as Juelne was heading for the exit.

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin


The anchor was launched, hurtling through the air - and through the waterlogged undead. It careened towards the group, and one of the few available paths one could take. Unable to avoid it, the skeletons were crushed under its hefty weight, completely knocked their torsos from their legs as the makeshift weapon would ultimately end up crashing through a waterlogged ship hull before disappearing far beneath the roiling sea.

If Cynthia was impressed or thought anything of Argus’ show of throwing an anchor about, she didn’t show it. It was good timing, if nothing else. The moment he’d clear a path, the creature below slammed into the wooden planks once more, throwing some skeletons off balance and into the briny depths below.

Cynthia herself was right behind Argus, using her spear as a polevualt to launch herself over a group of skeletons, landing right next to him and without missing a beat, broke into a sprint.

“Watch your step! That thing is getting closer!” She’d shout, cutting through a skeleton that useless tried to fire one of its waterlogged pistols - conveniently allowing Argus to swipe it as his own as the creature would fall, and true as Cynthia had said, another solid thump came from below - almost as if whatever it was under them was testing the waters, trying to keep track of them, perhaps?

The thump was quickly followed by one of the platforms under argus and Cynthia being grabbed from below and pulled under water.

“Keep moving!” She’d shout - they were about halfway now, towards that fallen mast. As Argus would keep moving, another platform directly under him would be yanked under the water, as more undead would be still chasing and congregating around them. One would attempt throwing a net over Argus, and more would go in with their swords to aim to both decapitate and maim.

Cynthia would heft her spear, launching it towards a group - impaling several on it before the spear would impale itself and the skeletal creatures on a nearby mast that was sticking up out of the water.

Argus could see just barely a hint of a somewhat smug smile on her lips as she’d run to retrieve it.
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@Pyromania99

“...its something from the old world.” Yuisa flatly stated, as though this was an obvious answer. “The magic they possessed back then is far beyond our understanding…but I believe ID was short for Identification or something.” She’d watch, somewhat unamused as Vammy began waving around the key they had found earlier. “I really don’t think-”

“Bzzt-Id-acce-bzzt- Welcome back, Director LaChanc-zzt.”

“...you certainly have the luck of demons.” Yuisa stiffly replied as the hologram vanished from the glass sphere, the sounds of metal and gears creaking and turning, unlocking from ancient and long, long centuries of slumber. Slowly the large metal doors would slide open, creaking and grinding against their old stones. It was a wonder this place had any power left, really.

On the other side of the door, was…just a small room. A metal box, mostly. Large. As soon as they’d step inside, a panel of buttons would light up on one of the panels. There seemed to be old letterings next to each, but it was too old, worn, and ancient to read…for Vammy, at least.

“...its an elevator, huh.” The demon uncharacteristically quietly replied as though she was afraid of being overheard. “Press the button on the bottom. Should take us there.”

And she was silent once again.




@Guy0fV4lor


A loud, resounding bellow from the horn.

Sella hissed, recoiling back from the cacophonous sound, instinctively losing the grip on her sword, head swimming from the loud noise as she’d fight to reorient herself. This, also allowed Finn to finally be free of her grasp as she’d released her grip, pulling back from him. Melleph fared only slightly better, being a bit further away, but still wasn’t fast enough to stop Soyala - who would plunge her own dagger into the Valtems neck, a large gash being cut into her flesh.

The result well…was near instant.

“...ah…”

Her body went limp instantly, a quiet final gasp of air escaping from her lungs.

“There we go, that makes this a bit more even, doesn’t it?” Soyala laughed derisively at Sella as she dropped Melleph’s limp body onto the ground.

“You…human…land-dwelling scum…!” Sella hissed. She was quickly recovering, and was getting ready to attack again it seemed like.




@Crusader Lord


“When you first drink it, well…the body can have a particularly adverse reaction to it. Death. Hallucinations. Most first timers tend to get a bit rowdy and pick a fight with everyone, ahaha.” Jivka laughed nonchalantly. “Buuut eventually you’ll get used to it, and it makes the body stronger. Helps if you fight or work out during the high, ya know.” She’d pluck a few leaves from the vines. “Makes some people a bit more aggressive, though, if they’re a bad fit for it. Gotta mix it with a couple other things back home, too. I could show ya if you want.” The yaga would stuff the leaf into some of her pouches, likely to make more later.

“...say you’re an herbalist right?” Jivka said with an inquiring glance. “You ever heard of ‘Shalfey Blossom’?” She’d inquire. “...doubt it, eh. Its a local thing. Legend says its a cure-all for most physical maladies and can be used to make life-extending potions.”




@crimson Paladin@Click This


As soon as Lissa made her request, the Yaga went quiet. Eerily quiet. Her eyes looked Lissa up and down, arms folded across her chest and her mouth seemed to almost briefly curl into a snarl before she inhaled sharply.

“Do you…have any idea what you’re asking?” She’d reply coldly, exhaling her held breath. Judging from the icy glare she was now giving Lissa, she was not happy about this request in the slightest. “My kinsmen put you up to this, didn’t they? On the off chance you’re more educated about us then you appear, you should know your chance at successfully doing this is close to zero, but fine,” She’d shake her head. “I assume you’re here for the same reason that the other one is, so drag him back in here. As a show of good faith on my end, I’ll let both of you in the Adjudication, but there are a few things we should discuss first before we begin. As a follower of the Pale Violet, I must listen to such requests and judge them fair or not regardless of my personal desires. So present your case first.”

The information Jolca and Ambros would have given her about the Adjudication was that basically, it was a formal entreatment of the Goddess herself - and have her and one of her agents judge whether or not a particular issue was worth her time getting involved. The Death Goddess hardly ever got involved in mortal affairs, after all, and there were usually only two cases where she would directly intervene. If a great loss of life was about to come at the hands of foolish mortals, or if the request was of a personal interest to her.

Neither case would be easy to argue, here unless they could find something that was of personal interest to the goddess or convince her that allowing this to continue without her intervention would result in a mass loss of life.

“I must warn you, though,” She’d coldly state. “If you fail…then we won’t hear this case a second time, no matter what you desire - and in such a case, I will have more than enough permission and reason to remove you from bothering me.”



@Cu Chulainn


“That lady that showed up earlier today?” Akando frowned. “Don’t know much. She arrived this morning with an elf - apparently she’s her bodyguard or something. From the way she carries herself, though…she seems more like a barely tamed beast that if she wanted, would kill on a whim.” He’d start walking, leading the Raam towards the lodge near the edge of the village. “I’ve thought about asking if she could help around the village, but something tells me she’d say no from the way she seems to disregard everything else around her except the elf.”

Akando pushed open the door to the lodge, warmth welcoming the two as the sun slowly sank over the horizon. Smell of warmly cooked food met both as well, local herbs and spices tantalizingly wafting through the air. Hunting trophies hung on the walls, bears, and a few things that could only live deeper in the forest.

As for the hunters present, only about fifteen would greet Akando as he’d enter the spacious cabin. Most were more than friendly, too, greeting Gideon just as welcoming.

“I want to know more about those veins, though.” Akando would say. “The ground around here isn’t suitable for mining. We’ve looked, so most of our iron and metals are brought from that merchant, Mie. So if we could hunt these and have a somewhat stable supply, that’d be good for us.”

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