Rune_Alchemist

I Reincarnated into the World of an Otome Game, But———?! (Now Accepting)

Mella

@AThousandCurses@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze

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It seemed though, unless she wanted harm to befall her current employer, it would be best to intervene in some manner. Now, she could do as Elastasia did and simply politely inform him that holding onto a holy hand grenade bird was a bad idea, but on the other hand, that wouldn't be quite as entertaining and there was a chance he would neither hear nor heed those words. So she needed to make him drop it.

"Lord Reginald." She'd simply say in order to get his attention. "Hold this for me, yes?" And then promptly grabbed the Axolotl like creature she had in her grasp, and threw it right at Reginald. A totally flawless plan that would certainly get him to drop the bird before anything bad happened. The animal flew through the air with a dopey smile as though it was enjoying the freedom of flying through the air.

With her other hand, she'd press the kitten a bit harder against her chest, didn't want it getting free and squirming about either.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

@Enkryption

Alright so

Overall, the concept is...mhm, fine. A weak demon that was about to be sealed, begged to work for the maids instead.

That said, there's a number of things in this idea that don't really work.

Lets start with the classifications. Perhaps I could have explained this better, but anything below 'High Demon' level is often little more than an animal. Demon Beasts are basically the animals of the demon realms. Little intelligence, but can be tamed by demons or summoned by particularly powerful mages. Whelps, are going to be even weaker with even less intelligence and sentience. They're basically krill, plankton, small slugs you find on the underside of a rock. Such beasts aren't worth sealing because they are far too numerous. It'd be like trying to cage every animal on five different earths if they did it. Easier to just kill them and let their souls return to Naraheim or purify them rather easily with a holy weapon.

Not that they can't get powerful - that's why and how Devil Beasts exists. Such creatures that lived for awhile and were able to essentially self-evolve.

Basically, she needs to be a High Demon.

Now, secondly, blood demons if I had to describe them are the embodiment of Lust, Wrath, Slothfulness and Greed. Basically every single negative human emotion wrapped up into one tightly wound choleric, irritable and angry bundle. That is to say, there is not a single blood demon that would be cowardly. Its basically hardcoded into their entire being to be violent murder happy human-eating psychos. You want a demon that is cowardly and shy, or at least appears to be - those would be your Tear Demons. These demons would happily fight to their own death just to prove a point even if they knew they were likely to get beaten to a bloody pulp unless the power difference were just too great. Like say, a High Demon trying to fight a Primarch. Not a single high demon would dare.

Thirdly, Blood Demons magic is entirely destructive. It Explodes, burns, slices, cuts, destroys, vaporizes, etc. It can take many forms - such as these bloody butterflies, but as it stands I'm gonna need more info on what it does if I'm to approve it for the previous reasons as it needs to embody 'pure and unfiltered violence and destruction' in some way. Perhaps her blood itself is the weapon and its extremely corrosive or toxic. Perhaps her blood just causes things to rot.

Lastly, a minor thing is and perhaps I also left it open to too much interpretation is that blood demons tend to be Animalistic in appearance. That is to say, vertebrates. Wolves, bears, elephants, cats, dogs, lions, tigers, penguins, birds. Something like a Butterfly would be better suited as an Eye Demon, as they are specifically noted to be insectoid in appearance.

I think a good bit of the problems could be dealt with if she was an Eye Demon. They would have no qualms about fleeing instead of fighting to preserve their life, and a butterfly would fit here better. You'd just need to change her abilities a bit to fit in line with the Eye Demons lust and penchant for magic and knowledge.

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

@Enkryption

Heyo sorry it took me awhile! I work eleven hour shifts on thursdays so I don't have a lot of free time.

As for your request - I certainly wouldn't mind someone trying. Just keep in mind the lore related bits about them and likely you'll have to keep it under wraps from the other players in character.

As well, I'd like to know what idea you have for them first and just to make sure you understand - demons are not just another fantasy race here. They're bad. The antithesis to most mortal life in some fashion. Not that they're evil, just that generally speaking their motivations and desires are beyond what most humans find digestible and I'd like someone to be able to play those nuances well. As while a demon is definitely going to be a callous slightly murdery and maybe human eating bad guy, there's more to them then just that.

Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead

Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR

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As Dragan approached, the beast started growling, struggling against its chains snarling at the vampire as he approached, trying its best to claw and bite at the vampire, but its muzzle and bindings held fast. Whoever bound the creature up, certainly knew what they were doing in that regard it seemed, and so the blood spike formed…and was impaled right in the beasts still beating heart.

The beast let out a gurgled, pained howl as it’d continue to weakly struggle as Dragan left. Soon though, as it’d raise a shackled claw towards the vampire, its body would fall completely limp, death claiming the beast.

There was nothing really else of note in the room aside from what had already been gleaned. For now though, it seemed the small crisis was over with and they were safe enough to return to Giles and maybe see how Akyasha and Giselle fared above ground.

Location:
Human Village, Riverside
@Pyromania99@Click This

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“A girl that wanted to survive.” Julene spat back towards Akyasha. “And…not sit on her arse while the others cower in fear.” The blacksmith held onto Giselle, her legs weak and strength drained from the fighting and inhaling a bit too much smoke to stand easily. “Aye, we should-” A series of sputtering coughs followed. “-but before that,” As weak as she was, she promptly pointed her blade towards Giselle and Akyasha both, glaring at the two of them.

“I thank ye both for helping me and the village.” The human suppressed a cough. “I want answers. What the bloody five hells are you and,” A cough, but the grip on her blade held tightly. “I saw the way you fought, fake holy woman. No way you and this one are normal humans.”

Well, it wasn’t like Julene could do anything to the two of them, even if she wasn’t currently injured and winded but it was hard to tell if she was planning anything or had some other trick up her sleeves.

“What are you…and what are you here for?” She’d narrow her eyes, messy hair swaying gently in a breeze, the blade shifting slightly in her hands to point tip pointed right at Akyasha’s neck. “I ain’t no fool so don’t play me for one either.”

One of Akyasha’s blood bats landed on her shoulder, hissing at Julene in an irritable manner.

“Hurt me. Fun, but hurt. Smashed against wall. Can eat?”

The other one that had become Giselle’s friend took a position on her shoulder too this time instead of her head. Though, from the fact it was rubbing its head against her cheek now like some sort of impish feline it remained to be seen if this was an improvement.

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin

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“You have my thanks.” The maid replied with a tired nod of her head. Getting to shore was fairly easy. The undead seemed to settle down, vanishing back into their watery grave as the vampire carried his ward across the ships and towards the shoreline. Cynthia remained quiet as she was carried up until they had finally arrived at their destination, atop the sheer cliffs overlooking the now calm sea below.

“Here, put me down.” Cynthia would say, and whether he did or not she’d swiftly leap out of his grip either way, seemingly tired still, not no longer unsteady on her feet. “I must say, I’m quite impressed. Mhm, perhaps if I had my fellow Maids or a handful more vampire lords we could have given that thing a thorough walloping and send it back to its terrible sleep.”

She’d rub the eye she had used to gaze at the beast with, but otherwise made no mention of whatever it was she did.

“...Your destination is that way.” She’d point in a vaguely northerly direction. “A river that leads out into the ocean. Follow it to the east and you’ll arrive at that village. You should be fine on your own, now and it's better if we split ways to avoid any suspicion.” She’d pull a small charm from the pockets of her maid dress. “...normally I’d say I’ll come find you, but here,” The charm was in the shape of some sort of religious icon, though it afforded no discomfort to the vampire. A blooming violet, whose stem turned into a blade while the crossguard seemed to form scales upon which to weigh something. “If you need my assistance or wish to speak about our deal, I shall come as soon as I am able…or if it's particularly urgent I may ask a favor of my colleagues.”

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

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"...You guys worry to much." Cecil idly commented. Perhaps it could be said she worried too little about things like this, but Serenity could handle herself, and what were they going to do? Waste time and let these conspirators do whatever it was they set out to do? "I'll buy ya a drink when we all get back, Serenity." She'd offer the knight a cheeky smile and a friendly salute as she'd follow off after the others, forming up as the captain had told her to.

It was little surprise more undead awaited them in the crypts.

"Well at least we don't have to worry about the smell of a rotting corpse." Cecil immediately knocked a few arrows, but there was on thing her keen eyes had spotted and she was definitely not going to let go so easily. Her goal was obvious. Arrows wouldn't do to terribly much against skeletons as a whole aside from some well placed blunt force wind trauma or smash them against the walls, but she could definitely make it easier for the others and rattle whatever it was following the skeletons.

"Shael - Windburst!"

The twang of the bowstring. The whizzing of the arrow through the air. Aimed towards a skeleton towards the back, as soon as the arrow impaled its skull the arrow would explode in a flurry of wind, hopefully knocking or at least making the skeletons movements difficult for a few moments so the others could take care of them...and also distract whatever it was that was sneaking up in the back.

The man from Barukstaed
@Crimson Paladin@Conscripts@Creative Chaos

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A swing and a miss.

The axe missed Steffan by just a hairs breadth, the head of the weapon slamming into the floor again, another smoking crater being left behind where the knight had been previously. Rocks and earthen debris were flung from the crater, dust and smoke clouding the air from the impact. Immediately following the miss, however, the large warrior wasted no time in following through. The mans grip loosened on the axe, a single hand moving towards the very end of the weapons haft and swiftly turning to his right. As Flerui's blade found its mark, the cleric would suddenly find his head ringing as the axe was swung around in a wide arc, just clipping his helm.

This would put Vier in a somewhat favorable position on his left side, aiming to slice the mans unoccupied left wrist. The runed warrior, shifting his stance slightly would move his feet back to steady his stance, easily avoiding Vier's strike and instead bringing his own fist down on the other mans head, shoving him out of range before taking a few steps back, assessing the situation now.

And thus, his eyes fell on Steffan and his taunt.

"...Humph." An irritable grunt followed as he pulled his axe back into his hands...but he had a job to do. He wasn't to let these three past. That was his job, and that's what he was going to do. Instead of moving from his position blocking the path down, he'd merely glare at Steffan.

Exhaling, the large warrior would choose not to engage Steffan immediately again and instead heft his axe, giving a nod with his head, with a very clear understanding of "You come over here." If Fflueri's strike was bothering him, he didn't show it.

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

Location:
Nids End
@Pyromania99

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Sarah shrugged, allowing Luna to head off with her maid as she’d run back over to the other group of elves, giving a friendly toast to what she was now calling a ‘victory’ on her end that Luna could very clearly hear her bragging about. The elf was certainly…embellishing the events of the duel just slightly.

“Yes.” Sucaria replied simply, motioning for Luna to sit in front of her. The half Fomorian would pull a small box full of a fragrant herbal paste from her satchel of supplies. She’d place it near her, before grabbing Luna’s hair and pulling it back, tying it into a braid and keeping any errant strands from her forehead. “I can’t…explain it. Well.” She’d lather up her hands in the herbal remedy, gently starting to massage Luna’s forehead. “Don’t want to…tire you.”

The decision seemed to be left up to Luna, as it stood, though it seemed Sucaria was still feeling uneasy; she didn’t want to make Luna travel just because she was feeling a bit ill.

Location:
Hjrelskins Fall, Forest
@Crimson Paladin@BrokenPromise

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The branches coiled around Ethelred. Breaking them once frozen, was not terribly difficult with his own strength and a helping hand from Elnith’s own blade. The Black Knight used her blade to keep more branches off Ethelred, cutting them with the range her weapon had as the Frozen Knight impaled his lance into the ground.

The tree jerked to a halt, its roots frozen and impaled in place, while Luana had successfully managed to sink her claws into its bark…its…surprisingly fleshy feeling bark. Lugh wasn’t far behind, having chased after the tree, using his superior agility to run a bit of the ways up its trunk, trying to slash more of the branches that were trying to widen the crack in its trunk.

“Tree…?”

Words. Coming from the tree. Understandable, this time.

“Tree. Yes. I’m a tree now. A pretty little tree!” Laughter, the bark rumbling as Lugh lost his grip on his footholds, jumping away from the creature as it pulled harder, bark creaking and cracking as it ripped itself more and more. Lugh landed on the ground, taking a few quick steps back.

“Do you want to be a tree too? We’ll be such good friends. A lovely little wintry tree~” The tree would state. The party would become quite aware that now there were about two dozen or so of those small, plant-like imp things that had now surrounded them, watching them from various places from the trees, to the underbrush. It stopped pulling now, and instead, seeing that escape was going to be more trouble than it was worth, immediately turned around and lunged at the group, using its mighty weight to simply try and crush the four combatants.

Location:
Airedale Forests
@Guy0fV4lor

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“Hmph, I was in fact, heading there myself. I don’t need a babysitter, though.” She replied with a dismissive huff, though it’d quickly turn into a mildly embarrassed seeming sigh. “...Raella. Raella Norinth. Student of the Great Witch Morgan. If I am to go with you, you shall show me the proper respect I am afforded.” She’d grip her staff a bit tightly before giving another humph and starting to walk off towards Airedale.

“Also I can find lodgings myself! I don’t need any help don’t even think I do!” She’d say quickly…there was probably a story behind that, but she didn’t seem like she wanted to share given how quickly she was running off. "...but you could point me in the direction of the keep I have business in the castle!"

Queens Quarters
@VitaVitaAR

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While it could be said that she had indeed, muffled her voice, there was an audible ‘pfft’ noise from Vyrell as he went about cleaning up the room and he was for some reason, making sure to keep his back to Fio for a few moments before he’d finally turn back around wearing a smile full of levity.

“Well, while I can’t say what she is up to, Fio,” He’d say. “I can see that you’re fairly tired from that. I’ll leave you be for now, I’m sure the queen won’t mind you staying in here for a bit. Maybe she’ll be embarrassed enough not to pull a stunt like this again anytime soon.” Vyrell offered her a small smile as he finished up doing some small bits of cleaning. “If there’s nothing you want to report to me, though, I must get back to my own duties. With her highness gone I need to make sure no one else stumbles in here…haa…”

Assuming Fio didn’t stop him, he’d do just that, allowing Fio to stay in the Queens quarters for now.

The luxurious room was likely the largest bedroom in the keep, as expected. Shelves full of books. Many of the Queens belongings were within easy reach, if she was perhaps to be curious about it…but surely Fio wouldn’t be the snooping type. As the time drug on though, she’d find the room fairly peaceful, perfect for taking a nap in. In fact the bed was extremely comfortable. Unreasonably so almost.

At least until she’d become aware of a small fairy fluttering in through the balcony.

“Whew, finally managed to get away from that cat. Ugh, dumb feline…” The fairy grumbled. “Hmm…so this is that Queens room, huh? Pfft, what kinda queen leaves her trash all over the place…” The fairy, not seeing Fio, fluttered over to the small pile of plates and began observing the rest of the mess in the room. “Is she so poor she doesn’t have servants? Or maybe she just likes living in a trash pile…trash queen? Ahaha, she’s a trash queen of garbage, ahahah~! Ohoho, maybe I should do a little prank…”

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

Location:
Cogsfell
12.000 hours
@Pyromania99@Click This@AzureKnight

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Lyssa jumped, body going stiff and giving a little squeal as she’d feel Katherine’s hand smack her butt.

“Nyep-Hey save that kinda stuff for the bedroom.” She’d giggle a bit, a coy smile given towards Katherine. “Oooor bribe me with something sweet and cold if you wanna do that sorta thing in public.” She’d rub her butt just a bit where she was smacked before turning towards her would be assailant. “So kitty cat, what’s your name and are we gonna get a room oooor are you just gonna leave me hanging?”

The small girl in the red dress responded with a frown, glancing warily towards Lyssa and Katherine before looking up at Polina and Lucrecia.

“...I-I…uhm…y-yes…” She’d quietly reply. “A-akantha…my name. Akantha…”

“My my, aren’t you all quite rowdy this evening.” A voice, familiar to the maids would interrupt their conversation as the resident nurse and long range fighter would make herself available, stepping out of the ships lower deck and onto the main deck. “Hmm…oh, it seems we have a new guest, too.” The white haired maid offered Akantha a smile. “Lyssa, I believe your mother requested a checkup by me before anything else, yes?”

“Aww, but I wanna do other things.” She’d pout.

“Not until I check you for injuries.” Viatrix grabbed the pink haired maid by the wrist. “Is the little one in need of some medical attention as well?” She’d ask Polina and Lucrecia.

Bible of Ichor: Septet for the Dead

Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR

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Running into the building that had the door violently ripped open from the inside - it became clear this wasn’t just your average building. Bookshelves lined the walls, and a number of instruments of alchemical and scientific nature had been scattered on the floor. Ripped pages from books. Medical diagrams that showed of all things, what seemed to be dissected beasts.

Aleksiya, peeking inside and following just behind Dragan would notice a bit more than he would have. A few pages referencing the source of these creatures. Something about humans and beasts both being warped by something further in the forest - possibly a vampire being the cause of it.

More, was research about various notable vampire lords, but the pages were ruined, caked with blood and torn in some areas. The only notable thing she could make out ‘The forest is likely where one fell, but who, I can’t say.’

Dragan, rushing in and heading further back, would see a second room full of cages.

All had been opened, some smashed open…but in some were carcasses of beasts from above, but he wouldn’t be able to observe the room for much longer. In the room was a large, beastly looking creature pinned to the floor. Thick, heavy chains were keeping it locked down, stakes drove into its claws and arms in several places were keeping its arms locked to the ground, with similar treatment for its legs. Its head had a large, thick shackled collar around its neck.

Part of its back had been surgically tore open, revealing its bone structure as well as its beating heart and other still functioning organs.

A blindfold over its eyes, a nose that had been stitched shut, ears plugged with spikes, mouth muzzled and gagged. It hadn’t noticed him yet, but no doubt it would notice him if he got closer.

Behind it, off to the side seemed to be a small ladder leading upwards to the surface. A hole had been dug, quite recently.

Well, they had found the source of the beasts.

Location:
Human Village, Riverside
@Pyromania99@Click This

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“Damn it, the only other door…” Well, she had boarded it up. Didn’t want anyone else escaping. A perhaps reckless and short sighted decision in the end. Had she been over confident? Julene’s expression softened only somewhat as the smoke became thicker, the crackling of fire filling her ears. Well…perhaps this was fitting in the end.

“What’s the matter, creature?” She’d say to the gorebat as it’d chitter in an annoyed fashion. “Shoo or you’ll get burned, too-ah?” The bat forcefully grabbed her head, turning it in the direction that Akyasha and Giselle were attempting to pry open a hole in the weakened, thin walls of the building.

“...tch, that lady is crazy.” Still, if it was a way out of this alive, then she’d take it. Normally the bolt would probably be too weak to blow a hole in the wall, but if nothing else, it could help. Her head was starting to get dizzy from the smoke inhalation anyways. “Ack-ngh-cough-Move you-cough-!”

She aimed the bolt, and loosed it towards the wall.

Another explosion.

The wall split open, with thankfully Giselles’ reinforcement holding the rest of the wall and building around Julene up just enough for the blow not to bring down the rest of the building down around her. And a hole, just big enough for Julene to be pulled through.

The human fell forwards, crawling on the ground as she’d move towards the hole, the gorebat tugging on her sleeve as she’d soon manage to get through the opening.

“...you…are a crazy woman…but thanks…” Julene sputtered out, needing help standing currently. She was covered in mostly superficial wounds. A few light cuts and scrapes, a few burns and was singed in a few places but she was otherwise mostly fine.

Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin

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Ignition.

Flame.

It would leave the captain feeling a bit weakened, but it’d be enough. Fire alighted on the large, makeshift harpoon. It was incomparable in size to the creature that was gazing at them with a heavy, imperious gaze, but it was the only weapon they had for now. As it sailed through the air, Cynthia pulled herself up next to Fellborn.

And slowly, she’d lower just one side of her blindfold, revealing beneath a single eye the color of clearest blue. It lacked any pupil, iris - it was just a completely, blue sphere in her eye socket - but it was only the briefest of glances for the captain, for just as quickly as she had revealed it, she’d recoil in pain, clutching the side of her head.

Whatever she had done, if anything, was not something Argus could see. All he’d see was the result.

As the titanic creature rose its tendril from the sea in order to crush them, the bowspirit slammed into the watery wall that served as its armor, but it did not stop. It pierced through the armor, and right through to what was presumably the beasts flesh. An explosion rocked the beast, sending it swaying to the side, and sending its tendril sinking back into the water as the beast itself closed its eye, a sing-song like voice shuddering with what seemed like pain and annoyance.

“Nngh…I hate to ask this but…land…carry me…” He’d feel Cynthia’s hand on his wrist. “While its stunned. Can’t hurt us there…”

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

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Now why had she gone to a crypt again?

This place was ill-suited for an archer like her, wasn’t it? Cramped hallways, poor vision…but even so, her mind was elsewhere. She had been put in well, not a bad mood but certainly one of mild brooding. Part of her felt relieved at seeing her again, but on the other hand another part of her wished she hadn’t. She wanted to put that whole thing behind her, after all, and getting involved with them again wouldn’t be any good.

“What’s the matter Cecil? Do I need to give you a kiss or something to cheer you up?”

“For once, I’m the one that feels annoyed by such a comment.”

“Tsk, did meeting her really put you in that bad of a mood? You should have stayed behind if it was going to bother you that much.”
“And do what, Shael? Introduce myself as a wanted fugitive and traitor like the rest of my family?”

“What would they do, hm? I’d rip that entire palace to shreds with a storm if they tried to harm a pretty little hair on your head.”

“...you can be surprisingly overprotective sometimes, can’t you?”
“Tsk. You say that like Im the reason you haven’t died an ignoble death yet.”

She didn’t respond, Serenity’s shout pulling the archer from her thoughts. Despite the instructions and the clear, commanding voice of Serenity’s though, Cecil was a bit too late to react. She hadn’t drawn her bow yet, nor even knocked an arrow or even started flinging any spells by the time the others had engaged. She had been far too focused on her own thoughts, distracted and in the following seconds it took her to prepare herself the other undead had swiftly been dealt with.

It was a good thing she had collected herself enough by the time this large, hulking mass of a man appeared wielding what seemed to be an enchanted axe of some sort.

“I’ll help escort the captain further down!” Cecil shouted. Her arrows wouldn’t be particularly effective here, either. Too cramped. Too many people. Still, she could at least help provide some form of distraction for this behemoth of a man and make it a bit easier to push past him.

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@Conscripts

Steffen engaged the man first, weapons mightily clanging against each other as they made a contest of strength out of it. As Steffen pulled himself back out of retaliatory strike range, the armored man didn’t so much as flinch or allow himself to slow down. With nothing more than a battle cry, he charged towards Steffan, the runic axe glowing with arcane power as it swung towards Steffan.

As it made contact with either his opponent, the ground again, or another blade, a powerful explosion would send anything flying if not outright severely injuring an opponent.

I Reincarnated into the World of an Otome Game, But———?! (Now Accepting)

Mella

@AThousandCurses@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze

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Quite the rambunctious critters, weren't they? Unfortunately for them, they could not escape a talented maids quick hands! She may not have had special powers or magic like Elastasia, but she was no less capable! As the critters were funneled towards them, Mella honed in on the more exotic looking ones and went specifically for those. A lizard like creature that vaguely reminded her of an axolotl was easily dealt with after snatching it from the ground before it could slip through Reginalds feet while he...oh, was that some sort of...holy bird or something?

Her eyes lingered on Reginalds prize for a few moments before she'd tear her eyes away.

She had and wanted nothing to do with such things. They'd only just get her in trouble. It was a good thing, then, something else else needed her intervention.

"Humph," As the kitten leapt towards Elastasia, it would instead be finding itself face planting right into Mella's bosom as she put herself between the kitten and the mage. "Its rather impolite to leap at a lady's face." She'd scold the kitten, using a free arm to pin it against her body in case it tried struggling.