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Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Say, Enalais and Expolar, you two going to join the discord?

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Einar

Lothian Empire || Garleton: Plaza || Evening

A sigh of relief left his lips as he watched the lady and her dragon soar off after their payday, resting there for a second before standing up before realizing there was a small issue - his sword was stuck. The blade was driven completely through the sods body and he saw the extent that he went into this assault, looking at the slim grooves in the dirt behind him, "Might of went a bit overboard on one guy." But then again, they didn't finish this dude off, so whatever, it was justified, at least right now. Standing up, he pressed his foot against the spine of the corpse as he tightly gripped the blade that was lodged in the body and dirt and gave a rough jerk to pull it out. While this did waste time, Einar counted his blessings, as this time having other bodies wasn't a complete liability to him as his weapon slowly began to unfastened. As he continued jerking back and forth, the mercenary caught a couple of things out of the corner of his eyes. For starters, the dragon lady managed to slay the newest bandit looking to harass Alnard and that other fellow with the spear was looking to engage and catch their leader off-guard. While watching this, Einar's blade became looser and looser before it finally popped out, causing him to stumble back, but not before he witnessed a flash of fire from the princelings hand, igniting the back of the leader, who looked to be in a tight spot. "Welp, time to finish this," he thought, studying the leader of this bandits for a second, before dashing forward. While he was still busy blocking that other mans spear, Einar took the opportunity to soar past the weapons of the two, sword raised to the side before he swung at the bandit leaders guts, looking to spill them in one decisive strike.

_________________________ Status: Time to end this Information Class Page Inventory Iron Sword [2/3] Vulnerary [3/3] Iron Bow Experience 15/15 Stats END: D STR: D MAG: C DEX: C SPD: D DEF: E RES: E LCK: E Action Using the Weapon Art, Decisive Strike, on the Bandit Leader Supporting Alnard (@Sho Minazuki) Branna (@Typical) Thom (@Enalais) Trace (@Haeo)

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Considering most people are busy and probably not going to post at the moment, I'll have something up in the next hour or so.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

@LiverisGood aye we still are taking applications from what I know, so hop right in. Currently we are finishing up the boss fight and will probably get onto the next day/camp after this all.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

And now we play the waiting game.

All I know is I'm hoping to Decisive Strike the boss and quickly finish the guy off, but I think I'll wait until Branna and Thom get their hits in as well. Also, what are this guys stat's or does it not really matter at this point since he's going to get his ass kicked once we all stab, slash, cut, and generally maim him?

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

@Lugubrious maybe this can be discussed here or when the discord comes up? I'm guessing Dinas for now until discussed in further detail.

Also, to kill two birds with one stone, @Expolar, neat, so I guess now I have a better idea of what our army is made up of. Funny enough, since Sho will allow us to have second characters down the line, I was doing a little more thinking about what type of character I want and one of them would of come from Suddene as a haughty noble who is searching for a way to increase her families prestige and seek a way to have her house rise up so she can become one of the Four Monarchs as a Flier class. The other from Themyscira as a former pirate now working as a part of a towns militia with the Journeyman class.

And for what Einar is going to do after this is all over, I really didn't have much to plan outside of having him see how Bel is holding off and then go off and interact with some of the other soldiers and mercenaries around camp, possibly supporting with one or two of them if possible.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

I really hope we can get this boss battle over with soon, I don't like to keep people waiting.

On another note to keep the ooc active, @Expolar what's your character going to be like? Where are they going to come from, look like, etc.

Furthermore, looks like our charys are somewhat unique in their ethnicity.

Sumire comes from this worlds version of the East.
Mike is from some place that idk of.
Bel comes from the Lothian Empire.
Ditto for Trace.
Rin is a friggin' mystery, though I'm guessing Themyscira.
Einar I only know, but will remain a mystery.
Artemisia I only really know of the swamp she comes from, but if I have to guess is maybe located somewhere in Suddene or Dinas Afaraon.
Branna is straight out of Dinas Afaraon.
William is from the Lothian Empire.
Ditto for Thom.
And Kyran is from Reynes.

So we nearly have a balanced group from around the world, just need someone from Lyonesse, Zion, and Dyfed, maybe. For those that I guessed on, mind correcting me if I didn't hit the mark?

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

Aurel Fuchs

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Location:: Cabins
Interacting With:: Taka (@Ammokkx)

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That response was a jolt to the thief, wincing and grimacing as he flinched from Taka's harsh shout, murmuring "Too loud," before taking a few steps back from the boy and looking to the side. His face slightly contorted into a frown as he pivoted slightly and looked away from the boy, going silent as the shorter boy formed what assumed to be a defensive stance.

And he did all this in a crowded area.

Aurel couldn't help but cringe for a second, shivers being sent down his spine as he shrunk back, to the point where he could be comparable to a shriveled grape at this point. Not only did he have to shout, but the thief began to worry that this drew inadvertent attention to him and began staring at the floor as he began to shuffle back. Was he going to embarrass himself like a couple of days ago? Who knew as he began to take sidelong glances at the door, moving every few inches so often.

He was holding his breath and waiting for an opportunity to bolt out, at least until Taka sort of apologized, causing Aurel to coolly sigh. "Fair, though impossible..."

"Anyways, erm, lets get g-going," he stammered a bit near the end, "I want to see if there's anything missing from the Mess Hall." With that said and done, he gestured, trying his best to not disappear from sight as he squeezed through some individuals, as well as a few people by the entrance to the cabin.

"Pardon me, Himura."

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Einar

Lothian Empire || Garleton: Plaza || Evening

With a shriek and a gurgle, the archers life left his body as swiftly as the blade that had tore through his chest, bit more messy than last time, but Einar still had that same bravado as he did before. Looking at his own weapon, he gave it a light shake as the blood splattered into the dirt, making quite the murky color, but this was no time to dally. Slightly angling his head to the left, he was able to catch a quick glimpse at the ensuing action as he saw that common soldier dash past him, attempting to take advantage of the opening before seeing that same draconian visage soar on by, with its creepy, one-eyed rider skewering that same archer who was overwhelmed by this whole situation. There was one tiny loose end in the back of his mind as he pivoted around and planted his feet firmly in the ground, holding his sword up, only to witness a still very much alive Bandit that was bleeding out and Thom leaving Alnard to do... something. He gave a dirty glance to the other two, scowling and shaking his head as he witnessed the scene, only to watch the Bandit Leader take advantage of this insignificant amount of time to try and strike down the Prince. Those two guards that accompanied the big guy wouldn't be much use right now as they looked to be preoccupied with some other Bandits, trying to fend them off. That was enough to prompt the mercenary to sheathe his messy sword and swipe up the iron bow the corpse was still clinging too and one of their arrows from the pouch and aimed at the man, only to see Alnard deftly avoid the swing and ineffectively counter-attack, "Figures." "Now, how did Bel do this exactly," he pondered, awkwardly nocking the arrow and pulling the string with it back, hand trembling a bit as his eyes shifted constantly, his own movements wavering and uncertain as the archer he cut down, but less erratic, "tch, she made this look easier." Holstering the bow and redrawing his stained blade, he noticed a figure behind the Prince; more notably, they were tossing a sack off to the side of them, a couple of knickknacks and coin spilling out. Unsurprisingly, it was another bandit, but that was a problem as Einars eyes widened for a brief moment before squinting, peering at the Brigand that had emerged from the flames. He couldn't exactly use a bow, so he thought of the next best thing as he held up his free arm for a second, hand wide open, before dropping it back down and grimacing. "Crap, I can't just do that on a whim, I might hit Alnard, or even friggin' miss." As much as he wanted to rush, he quickly evaluated the scene, eyes scanning as he flew over the battlefield for a quick glimpse before groaning and rushing forward. "Those dumbasses..." There was no way he could get to Alnard on time, especially without incurring an opportunistic attack from the Leader, and further more even if that guy did injure one of the Bandits he was still a liability, so Einar did what he only could in this situation. As he sprinted throughout the blaze, he drove his blade into the weakened bandit, plunging it into the mans back, forcing the man to topple over and skid on the ground. Einar's knee was now resting on a newly minted corpse as he whipped his head around to look at the rider and soldier behind him, mouthing only two words to the duo. "Get. Him."

_________________________ Status: Could be worse Class Page Inventory Iron Sword [3/3] Vulnerary [3/3] Iron Bow Experience 15/15 Stats END: D STR: D MAG: C DEX: C SPD: D DEF: E RES: E LCK: E Action Finishing a Bandit off Supporting Alnard (@Sho Minazuki) Branna (@Typical) Thom (@Enalais) Trace (@Haeo)

The Promised Children : Eat, or Be Eaten

Nine

Berlin, Germany || ??? || January 24, 1:00

Darkness. Whether it be from the lifeless, lightless dry room or the fact that his eyelids were loosely as he sat there with his handler, Nine was constantly obscured in it with the other man. Whether or not his handler took note of this, he could care less right now as he just wanted to slump over and lie down and much to his chagrin, drooping over was not a proper alternative as he had to catch himself multiple times on different intervals as much as he desired to doze off, even during the short briefing. His breathing was stilted, silent, formless, chest not even moving a milimeter as he sat there, being told there was no need for a big scene. As a response to this, he yawned loudly before the sound of cracking illuminated the room with some modicum of sound outside of the taciturn mans voice, before cracking again as Nine stretched his arms upwards. How tedious. Plus, if they were just going to do missions like these for the past couple of weeks, they could of let him bring along his violin or something. Play it for five minutes then nap for an hour or three. Perfectly balanced. His head nodded, though he leaned a bit too forward and had to catch himself, the light clapping of his shoes being a simple enough answer to his handlers first words, followed by them being shaken off and letting his toes roam free. Leaning back, he groaned before looking over at the red haired man as he finished giving the rest of the orders. "Sounds simple enough; longest we should be here is a couple of hours, maybe even less," Nines voice was flat and monotonous to a point where it wouldn't be surprising if someone mistook him for some type of advanced AI. His resting bitch face was just as unassuming and dull as well as he looked away and yawned before turning back and lazily resting his head on one of his hands. Whether it was evident or not, Nine had set out his thin, invisible threads as soon as the mission was made clear, extending all of them, but limiting himself to using only one-fourth of the nerve strands, with the rest being on stand-by. He temporarily attached to any specimens who were unfortunate to pass on by, only taking quick glimpses through their eyes before detaching the strings and moving onto another target. The whole process was discreet thankfully, so it was nigh impossible for them to tell they were being used. Furthermore, while most of the visual stimuli that he was fed on a second by second basis would of overwhelmed any normal human, Nine remained completely unfazed before pausing for a split second and tapping his lower lip with an index finger. "Speaking of making the specimen disappear, mind if I bring home some take-out for the others?"

Objectives ::: Eliminate Specimen Ridenour. ::: ::: Bring home some takeout. ::: Status ::: Sleepy; feeling a bit "exotic" ::: Interacting ::: Classified (@Haruharara) :::