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Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

Haruka followed after the part of the group that seemed to have discovered something around the back of the tower, and watched with curiosity as the big guy lit his lantern and then dropped a torch into the hole that they had found. She kind of wanted to break something, but judging by the group's general demeanor, they were probably going to go down the hole that already existed.

Haruka resolved to break something later.

"It is very good idea, big guy," Haruka said, smiling up at Al, "with fire we can be seeing into the smelly hole before falling."

Her tail wagged eagerly as she looked down into the hole to see what awaited the group at the bottom, if anything, and to gauge the distance of the drop. Not that a long fall was particularly frightening to Haruka. In fact, even if it was, she would probably be able to handle it quite well.

Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

Haruka's eyes were alight with an innocent fascination as she looked at the ruins before her. Her tail wagged back and forth in a sort of furious excitement as she imagined all the adventure that awaited just inside. Haruka could not help but think about how proud her master would be to see his favorite student travelling so far and seeing so much, just as he had so many years ago. The petite Hundi clutched her pendant for a few seconds before looking around at her new companions.

"I have not so much weight for the throwing," Haruka cried, practically bouncing up and down, "but also there is the hole-finding! Or we can also make the holes for to go inside! I am a much good breaker of things, and also a puncher! I am not so good a doer of puzzles, however, so please be telling me what is needing and I can do it, yes?"

Saying this, Haruka began jumping up and down in excitement, casually reaching heights impossible for those whose bodies had not unlocked their ki. She had been travelling a great deal, but this was her first time entering a real dungeon with a group. She was certain of treasure to be found in this decrepit place, and with it, coin to exchange for information about her master's murder. Soon, she knew, there would be justice for him.

Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

Haruka Taiyo

Name: Haruka “Haru” Taiyo

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Hundi

Class: Monk

Appearance: Haruka is rather short and has a very petit build. Good for martial arts, but not so good for not being mistaken for a boy. She has short dog ears that tend to stick straight up, and her skin is tan as she spends most of her time outdoors. Her hair is short and black while her tail is rather fluffy, and is of the type that turns up and curls slightly. Her eyes are dark brown. Being the scrappy little thing she is, she has a few cuts and scars here and there. She generally wears the yellow robes associated with her temple, along with a pendant shaped like the sun. This was given to her by her master, and is very precious to her.

Personality: Haruka can be rather hot-headed and act rashly, but she always means the best. Haruka isn’t super bright except when it comes to combat, thus she tends to offer half-baked ideas on the spur of the moment. She’s generally very kind and tries to always stay optimistic, even when things seem grim.

Brief Backstory: Haruka was dropped off at an Eastern temple when she was a baby in the dead of night, leaving the monks there to raise her. They did so happily, never having seen a Hundi before but taking the dog-girl as a sign of good fortune. Most of the monks were very calm and quiet folks, but Haruka was always very energetic and enthusiastic. Well, at least when it came to training her body. Book learning didn’t go quite so well, but the monks there always adored her all the same. One monk in particular got along with her very well, and they trained together often. While the monk was old, his skill in the martial arts was unmatched even by the other monks. His training could be harsh at times, but Haruka completed each task until there was nothing left to learn. Then, one night soon after the final lesson, her master was slain by a lone swordsman. She decided then and there that she would leave the temple that had been her home for so long to find the person who killed her master and avenge him at the tender young age of 16 (A part of Hundi tradition, but completely unbeknownst to her). She finds herself currently quite far from home, in a strange new land very different from what she had known. As she was the only one of her kind known to her in the east, she was surprised to learn that there were many more besides her and even more surprised at their traditions. She was defeated multiple times by her master during training, but the fact that he was now dead made marriage somewhat impossible for her. Thus, she decided to marry the first other person who could beat her after learning of the Hundi’s cultural rule. After all, the only person who had ever beaten her was her master. If anyone else could do it, they must be equally amazing. In addition, though she was separated from other Hundi and their culture throughout most of her life, Haruka is an honorable and honest girl none the less, making her transition from culture to culture a little easier. She’s everything one might expect from an honorable Hundi.

Equipment: Rope, throwing stars, sun pendant, rations, a waterskin, herbs, poultices, tinctures, salves.

Abilities: Haruka’s body, having been through rigorous secret eastern training, is overflowing with ki that modifies her base properties. Poisons and diseases are driven away more quickly than they can take root, and her mind cannot be tampered with. In addition, she is always stronger and faster than most humanoids of her build could be. Her body is as iron, her fists are as steel, and her speed is like that of a cheetah. She can also channel her ki into other living things to stun them or into inanimate objects to shatter them. After the death of her master, she has been taking her mental studies more seriously. While she is still not the sharpest knife in the drawer, she has become somewhat skilled in medicines and herbal healing, believing that if she knew more about those things she could have possibly saved her master. In addition, she’s become somewhat fluent in western language although there are still many words she doesn’t know. When surprised, flustered, or overexcited she tends to have a tougher time stringing the words together.

Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

Haruka Taiyo

Name: Haruka “Haru” Taiyo

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Hundi

Class: Monk

Appearance: Haruka is rather short and has a very petit build. Good for martial arts, but not so good for not being mistaken for a boy. She has short dog ears that tend to stick straight up, and her skin is tan as she spends most of her time outdoors. Her hair is short and black while her tail is rather fluffy, and is of the type that turns up and curls slightly. Her eyes are dark brown. Being the scrappy little thing she is, she has a few cuts and scars here and there. She generally wears the yellow robes associated with her temple, along with a pendant shaped like the sun. This was given to her by her master, and is very precious to her.

Personality: Haruka can be rather hot-headed and act rashly, but she always means the best. Haruka isn’t super bright except when it comes to combat, thus she tends to offer half-baked ideas on the spur of the moment. She’s generally very kind and tries to always stay optimistic, even when things seem grim.

Brief Backstory: Haruka was dropped off at an Eastern temple when she was a baby in the dead of night, leaving the monks there to raise her. They did so happily, never having seen a Hundi before but taking the dog-girl as a sign of good fortune. Most of the monks were very calm and quiet folks, but Haruka was always very energetic and enthusiastic. Well, at least when it came to training her body. Book learning didn’t go quite so well, but the monks there always adored her all the same. One monk in particular got along with her very well, and they trained together often. While the monk was old, his skill in the martial arts was unmatched even by the other monks. His training could be harsh at times, but Haruka completed each task until there was nothing left to learn. Then, one night soon after the final lesson, her master was slain by a lone swordsman. She decided then and there that she would leave the temple that had been her home for so long to find the person who killed her master and avenge him at the tender young age of 16 (A part of Hundi tradition, but completely unbeknownst to her). She finds herself currently quite far from home, in a strange new land very different from what she had known. As she was the only one of her kind known to her in the east, she was surprised to learn that there were many more besides her and even more surprised at their traditions. She was defeated multiple times by her master during training, but the fact that he was now dead made marriage somewhat impossible for her. Thus, she decided to marry the first other person who could beat her after learning of the Hundi’s cultural rule. After all, the only person who had ever beaten her was her master. If anyone else could do it, they must be equally amazing. In addition, though she was separated from other Hundi and their culture throughout most of her life, Haruka is an honorable and honest girl none the less, making her transition from culture to culture a little easier. She’s everything one might expect from an honorable Hundi.

Equipment: Rope, throwing stars, sun pendant, rations, a waterskin, herbs, poultices, tinctures, salves.

Abilities: Haruka’s body, having been through rigorous secret eastern training, is overflowing with ki that modifies her base properties. Poisons and diseases are driven away more quickly than they can take root, and her mind cannot be tampered with. In addition, she is always stronger and faster than most humanoids of her build could be. Her body is as iron, her fists are as steel, and her speed is like that of a cheetah. She can also channel her ki into other living things to stun them or into inanimate objects to shatter them. After the death of her master, she has been taking her mental studies more seriously. While she is still not the sharpest knife in the drawer, she has become somewhat skilled in medicines and herbal healing, believing that if she knew more about those things she could have possibly saved her master. In addition, she’s become somewhat fluent in western language although there are still many words she doesn’t know. When surprised, flustered, or overexcited she tends to have a tougher time stringing the words together.

Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

Well, it's more for lore reasons. Hundi are meant to be a less common sight in Velt, so more then two seems a bit too heavily weighted in their direction.

That being said, I'm a bit on the fence about it since I did really like Haruka and I suppose it's not impossible to have more.

@VitaVitaAR

Low probability doesn't mean impossibility. I do understand that Hundi should be kept as more of a rare sight, but they're probably vastly over-represented in adventuring parties. Consider that the entire race is a culture of people who love combat. It's probably not as uncommon as one might think, though a rarity none the less.

Fantasy Dungeon Crawl: Take 3

I don't suppose you'd have room for one more? I'd like to try this game again. It was so nice to see that you and Bee have made up, and since he's promised not to cause trouble OOC, I think that this could turn out pretty fun if you'll have me again.

I'd want to still bring Haruka, the Hundi monk. I liked her character a lot, and I really want to play her out.

Chasers - Boundary of the Crimson Sky [remake]

"I-it's not like I wanted to let you down like that," said Alice, crossing her arms. She looked away from Aria for a second, sulking a little, before she returned her gaze to the tiny vampire and continued, "I do so despise rudeness, after all. Here, I'll make it up to you."

Seemingly from nowhere, Alice quickly produced her tea set and filled the cups and plates with delectable teas and treats, each with the power to make you stronger or faster or a variety of other effects. Alice smiled sweetly.

"Even you must want to take a break from doughnuts every now and again. I assure you, my snacks are of the highest quality. Now, returning to matters of business. Yes, I did meet Vincent last night. I am slightly worried about his going solo, though, and I wish to offer him my assistance. I don't know where he's gone, however. He'd said something about looking for a way to fight Ifrit before he-"

Alice blushed a little, recalling how the man picked her up and carried her home while she flailed about and shouted.

"W-well, he'd said something about finding a tactic with which to best Ifrit. Do you have any idea as to where he could be, Aria?"

Before anything else could happen, however, two were approached by Kazuki and a girl that he introduced to them as Orihime. Alice gave the two a polite smile, and pointed to the tray of goodies she had conjured up.

"Hello, Kazuki. Pleasure to meet you, Orihime. Would either of you like a treat? I assure you, my baked goods are divine."

Chasers - Boundary of the Crimson Sky [remake]

I'm here, and just waiting on Windel before I post again.

Chasers - Boundary of the Crimson Sky [remake]

Once again, the doors to Dangeki burst open, and a chill wind heralded the presence of the greatest Chaser to ever live. Alice stepped through the door, her smile full of superiority and her belly full of baked goods. Today she would be prepared for whatever came her way, with three scones of speed, three pate a choux of power, and three tarts of toughness. Truly, she was unstoppable now, and bigger than ever.

"Kukuku~ it is I, the great and magnificent Alice! I have returned after a long and arduous night of righting wrongs and going toe-to-toe with the most powerful beings in the netherworld!"

And certainly she had! After slaying three Youkai assassins basically alone, she had gone on to right plenty of wrongs at the hot springs. The wrong of running out of soap in the bathing area, the wrong of Mr. Kaizuka stumbling into the girl's side of the springs again, and of course the wrong of a Dragon attacking Whiterun in superior Western RPG Skyrim!

Alice strutted purposefully over to where Aria was seated, and took a seat across from her.

"My sincerest apologies for not coming back last night, Aria. I found myself embroiled in conflict alongside a rogue Youkai hunter. He was a gigantic Westerner who used a lot of large weapons. By the time I was done, I had to go to bed. Even perfection like myself requires proper upkeep, you know."

Alice decided not to mention the fact that this Youkai hunter carried her back to her neighborhood while she screamed "stranger danger", as this would make her seem less than dignified. Besides, one really had to be there to understand the nuance behind the language and actions as they occurred. A third party told about the incident through oral presentation, thus, could not make an accurate assessment in this instance. In short, she probably seemed a lot cooler and more ladylike at the time than the story would suggest.

"Have you heard about this Youkai hunter, Aria? His name is Vincent."

Chasers - Boundary of the Crimson Sky [remake]

"Kukuku~" Alice chuckled magnificently, her angelic laugh like a choir of angels, "it is a pleasure to- uh... m-my parents?"

Alice's face contorted in fearsome confusion as she looked up as the now unmasked giant, who was maybe almost as big as she was. Almost. Her parents had told her about people like these. Strangers, who liked to take little girls just like her to their shack far out in the woods.

And eat them!

"Yeah," the giant replied, the ground shaking with the profound bass of his voice, "how else am I gonna get you home?"

Alice shivered a little, for certainly it was a bit nippy outside and she wasn't at all scared about being eaten by a giant. Perhaps he would go away if she explained to the man just how capable she was.

"B-but I don't need to go home! For you see... I am a Youkai hunter from a secret organization! We go around solving problems and defeating evil Youkai who would harm the innocent, and we all have special powers, and we're called the Chasers!"

The giant's face contorted in the most absolutely frightening frown, a frown that would send shivers down the spine of anyone lesser than the magnificent Alice, who was still shivering in the cold.

"You're... you're just having a really weird dream," Vincent replied, "but it's important to go home. That's final."

"Don't wanna," squeaked Alice adamantly.

Vincent then unceremoniously scooped her up into a princess carry, and Alice began flailing around, kicking her little legs and thrashing her tiny arms. Which were also gigantic with the bigness of her personality.

"H-hey," Alice cried bravely, "W-what are you doing? Is this a kidnapping? Am I being kidnapped?"

"You're not being kidnapped," the giant roared as Alice trembled in the cold, "I'm taking you home, and that's final."

"SATUREINJA DEINJAH," Alice called out in her fantastic English, "SATUREINJA DEINJAH!"

"I'M NOT A STRANGER," growled Vincent, his face contorting horribly like it did when Alice had first spoken English to him.

"THEN WHY ARE YOU KIDNAPPING ME?" Alice yelled, squirming about furiously in his arms.

"TO TAKE YOU HOME!"

"DON'T WANNA!"

With this, Alice began holding her breath. Her cheeks poofed out like pillows, and she glared up defiantly at Vincent, who calmly poked one of her cheeks, thus forcing the air out of her lips.

"Fweh~ hey, no fair!"

"Yes, fair," Vincent replied sternly.

"Well I'm not going to tell you where I live, so there," replied Alice, just as stern.

"But... hm," replied Vincent thoughtfully, "you know, your parents are worried."

"H-how would you know?" Alice replied, Mami's weakness all over her face in her concern for her parents.

"I know these things," Vincent replied, matter-of-factly, "you wouldn't want your parents worrying about you, would you?"

Mami bit her lower lip. Something in Vincent's words struck her as truly genuine, and she looked away a little. Mami's demure gentleness washed over her face, thinking about how late it had become and how her parents must be wondering where she is.

"I... I..." murmured Mami, before remembering how small and weak that little Japanese girl was.

"Kukuku~" Alice laughed confidently, "yes, I do suppose they've spent long enough outside my enormous, awe-inspiring presence to be on the verge of tears. It would only be right to grace them presently with my magnificence!"

"...Alright, then," said Vincent, looking around, "now where do they live?"

"Well, my parents warned against divulging such information to a stranger," said Alice, still highly suspicious of this man. Her eyes, like a magnificent hawk, watched him so as to deduce his intentions.

"That's... very smart of them. But I'm basically a... an authority of sorts," Vincent explained, "so you can tell me."

Alice deduced rightly with her discerning eyes that he was telling the truth, and reluctantly divulged her neighborhood. In order to protect poor, meek little Mami's privacy, however, she refused to give an address.

This seemed to be enough for Vincent, who carried her out of the Crimson Sky and into her neighborhood, where he let Alice down.

"We're back in the real world," said Vincent, "can you find your way home from here?"

Alice puffed her tiny chest out proudly, and declared, "I am the great, the magnificent, the one, true Alice! My mind is as an advanced supercomputer, constantly making connections and processing information at the speed of light! To even ask if I might be able to find my way to my castle from here is an insult to my incredible personage!"

"Then go home," replied Vincent, "and don't let me catch you in that other world again. It's not safe there. Stay indoors during nighttime, got it?"

Alice's perfect, lovely, heartpounding blue eyes narrowed at the man. Did he understand nothing that Alice had said to him?"

"I will make you no promises, for you see, I, the great Alice, am a hero of justice! Delving deep into the dangerous places with my incredible power and saving the unjustly threatened is a part of my every day life! With my abilities, I can-"

The monstrous man leaned in close to Alice, who immediately stopped speaking and froze up politely to allow him a word. A fierce anger gleamed in his eyes and, his deep voice shaking the very leafs off of nearby trees, he stated, "If you be good and stay away... I'll buy you ice cream. How's that?"

Alice squeaked loudly and ran as quickly as she could towards her home. She wasn't scared or anything, but her parents were probably so worried that it would be far better to arrive sooner rather than later.

Vincent put his mask back on as he watched her go, giving a satisfied nod.

"...Shit. I forgot to ask what flavor."