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Fantasy World - Avalia

Skreeeeeeeee! Yes I am here for this.

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CHARACTER SHEET

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If you wish to make multiple characters that’s fine, just be sure you can handle more than 1 character. Also we’re setting the limit to 3 characters max.

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RULES

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- GM’s words are law.

- No racism, ableism, or sexism will be tolerated.

- Swearing, violence, 18+ themes allowed, but fading to black is necessary.

- No animal, baby, or child abuse is tolerated. If it’s in your history, sure, but don’t write it out here. Hunting animals for survival is different, but I don’t want to read about your glorifying kill.

- I’d prefer not to have little kids in this rpg. Characters must be 14+!

- Discord is going to be necessary, as it allows for open and easy communication. This will also be moderated and the rules still apply. Getting banned from discord is equal to being banned from the RPG permanently. No second chances.

- No automatics/machine guns

- Must post once a week; if you cannot post, notify the GMs or get a strike. Two strikes you’re out. Ghosting will not be tolerated. Your character may be killed off.

- You must read the posts of people interacting with you fully and do not ignore them.

- Strong intolerance toward harassment of any kind and unwanted bullshit. Warn once, ban second. If a player is bothering you, let the GMS know right away and take a photo of it. We are not playing the s/he said game. If you’re starting any drama, you’re out.

- Again, if you are being harassed, report it to the GMs. If you are being harassed, others being harassed are likely to follow. If it is found out that you were being harassed and you didn’t report it then you will likely be kicked. It may seem harsh, but not reporting and putting others at risk of being harassed is just as bad in our eyes.

STORY

In the year 2070, natural disasters started to plague the planet for unknown reasons for five years. About 99% of the population(More than 10 billion) died out over time and only few remain. Many of those who have remained have died from starvation or illness over time. It's been ten years since the disasters and the year is 2085. People now must scavenge what they can to survive. With bandits and gangs quickly becoming a problem, not many countries were able to put up new governing bodies with the scarce population and lack of working technology.

Near the town of Elysium in the county of Adrington in California(made-up town and county) lies a gang called the Phantom Syndicate. With no laws and complete freedom, things have been hectic. They have been rounding up as many of the strongest and most capable humans as they can in order to bully others and hoard supplies. With plans to take over and take what they can from the weak, humanity desperately needs heroes to start the new world on a better foundation.

ᖴOᖇGOTTEᑎ ᖇEᗩᒪᗰᔕ 🌙 The Ring of Aduzahir

Sira Hezrihd

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Who Are You?...

Name:

Clo

Alias:

Sira Hezrihd

Age:

28

Race:

Changeling

Gender:

While most Changelings have a fluid relationship with gender, Clo refers to herself as female. She isn’t above masking as a man if need be, however.

Height:

5’7

Class:

Rogue Swashbuckler

True Form:

Peek if you dare...

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How Did You Begin?...

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The only other Changeling Clo ever knew was her mother and even then she rarely saw her mother in her true form. Aware of how many in this world view Changelings, her mother took on a human persona and encouraged her young daughter to do the same. Unfortunately, though, Clo’s mother died when she was very young and never truly came to comprehend why she needed to hide her true self. Now alone and living on the streets of Calimport, Clo did what she had to in order to survive. She didn’t adopt a persona, like her mother did, but instead constantly masked her face for short times. It was this constant change that eventually led her to be caught.

When she was merely eight years old she had been running from the guards after being spotted stealing a cute little toy. She ran down an ally and quickly changed her mask, but she failed to notice the man that was also in the ally with her. He easily snatched her up and, before she truly knew what was happening, she was being sold to a fairly wealthy pasha. She spent the next ten years as this pasha’s prized pet, learning how to sing, dance, and play music. While she was better off than a lot of the other slaves, she still wasn’t treated wonderfully. If she failed to please the pasha with her performance then she was beaten. If she spoke out of turn, she was beaten. If she attempted to change her face without permission, a spell would alert those in charge and she was beaten. Poor Clo has many scars to remember these days by.

While enslaved, Clo came to grow close to another slave who was naturally gifted in magic. They often plotted ways to get away from the pasha, but never did they truly act on any of the plans. At least not until her friend discovered a way to dispel the spell placed on Clo. In the dead of night they enacted their plan. Her friend successfully got rid of the curse and they were well on their way out, but an unexpected guard was right in their path and heading right towards where they were hiding. Before long he would be upon them and their plan would fail. Clo was desperately trying to come up with a plan, but her friend knew there was no time. With a smile and kiss on Clo’s cheek, they sacrificed themselves so Clo could escape instead. It was then that Clo swore to return some day and free her friend from the pasha in order to pay them back for their sacrifice. Before that could happen, however, Clo needed to get out of the city. It was then that she finally understood why her mother took on a persona and decided to do the same. She now lived in the persona of the human woman Sira Hezrihd.

She needed employment and a way out of this port town so naturally she made her way to the docks. She tried several ships at first, but all turned her away. Was she too timid? How was she to convince one of these captains to bring her on board when all she had to provide was entertainment? She thought back to some of the other slaves and concubines, remembering some were able to get special treatment from guards. They would give those guards bewitching grins, a flirtatious touch here and there, they would manipulate them. Some got caught and it ended badly, but others it worked well for. Clo decided that perhaps Sira was capable of manipulation as well. So with a new swagger to her step and flirtatious smirk on her face, she went on to the next ship. Soon she found herself employed on the Golden Rose.

She wasn’t expecting the ship to actually end up being a pirate ship, but this pirate ship was out to free slaves. It seemed they mostly targeted slavers and this fact caused Sira to become invested in the ship and its crew. She also wasn’t expecting to fall head-over-heels for the captain, Reynard Anderton. The feelings seemed to be reciprocated and they soon became lovers. He also would begin mentoring her. He was strict and unforgiving, claiming he was trying to help her be the best she could be. He once broke her right hand, claiming he only did it so she could strengthen the skill in her left hand. This wasn’t the first time he’d harm her, it would be a recurring ordeal. Cunning, manipulative, and possessive, he succeeded in confusing Sira. Was it normal for someone who claimed to love you to hurt you so? Sira fought an internal battle daily on whether she should leave or stay.

It wasn’t until she found that Reynard wasn’t actually freeing the slaves, but instead selling them himself. Many of the crew were unaware of this as well and upon discovering it, Sira became enraged. She and other crew members plotted together while she continued to appear as her loyal self to Reynard. Finally they struck and their plan of mutiny succeeded. When Reynard realized he would lose, he attempted to manipulate Sira once more. Unfortunately for him, Sira was beginning to understand that he was no better than the man who she was once enslaved to. In fact, she would venture to say he was worse. So, with a smirk on her face, she plunged a sword through his chest. Sira and her crewmates had successfully taken over the ship and they rid the ship of those that knew of the reselling of the slaves.

What Sira wasn’t expecting was the crew to name her as the new captain. She accepted the position and spent the next three years as captain of the Golden Rose. She now believes it is time to make good on her promise and has left the Golden Rose in the care of her first mate after they have sailed back to Calimport. While she has acquired some wealth while raiding the seas, she still feels like she needs more in order to free her friend. So she’s decided to make her way to the estate of Jakeem Kalil, as she has heard he is in need of adventurers to embark on an expedition.

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What Are You Like?...

Brazen, capable, vivacious, these are all words that seem to describe Sira. She seems to have a confidence about her that can almost come off as arrogance. She’s got a charismatic air that surrounds her and always seems to know what to say. She’s skilled at reading people and telling them exactly what they want to hear. When in sticky situations she can often talk her way out of things, but if that fails she certainly has the ability to fight her way out of most situations. When it comes to working in a group she often plays well with others. While not quick to trust others, she’s not naive enough to let that stop her from working together in order to get a job done. She has walls built up that make it hard for her to grow close to others, but on rare occasions she’ll let those walls fall. Once she has grown close to someone she will be fiercely loyal and protect them to the best of her ability.

She often wears a smirk on her face and she isn’t above giving a flirtatious glance, especially if it will likely get her something in return. Manipulation seems to be a favored tactic of hers and she’s rather skilled at it. Some of those with a more lawful alignment may find issue in her tactics, but she’ll brush them off exclaiming, “I got what we needed, didn’t I?” Unfortunately she seems to have a bit of a temper and will lash out with words, but it’s when she becomes incredibly quiet that you really have to worry. When she’s fallen so silent it likely means she is contemplating exactly how she’s going to murder you and cover her tracks.

Sira seems to have a hard time with trusting authority and isn’t fond of following orders, but she will adapt and be flexible if it fits the situation. She’s likely to let you know she isn’t happy she’s following the orders she was given, but if it advances her own agenda then she’ll comply. She often follows her own rules and whims, believing that’s the only way one can truly be free. She had to follow the rules of someone else once before and it resulted in lots of pain and trauma, now she lives for herself and those she cares for.

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What Are Your Skills?...

Weapons & Armor:

Moon-Touched Cutlass
When Sira speaks the command word this blade will give off soft light. She acquired this sword from the captain of one of the ships they raided.

Short Bow and Arrows

Pair of Daggers

Accessories & Misc:

-Bag of Holding
-Bag of 1,000 ball bearings
-Lute
-Coin purse
-Thieves tools
-Waterskin (with water)
-Flask (with NOT water)
-Tinder box
-Ring of Feather Falling
-Barrier Tattoo (magical tattoo that allows her to not wear armor, though protects her as if she is wearing armor)

Skills & Abilities:

Sira is skilled at cloaking herself in the shadows and exploiting a foe’s distraction by striking quickly. She can also move silently and does well at keeping hidden in order to eavesdrop on opponents.

She’s spent enough time with the seedy types of this world and has learned thieves’ cant.

Sira is skilled in fancy footwork and can easily strike an opponent then slip away from them without any reprisal.

She has an easier time than most people dodging attacks and evading spells as long as she can see the creature that is attacking her.

She can be rather beguiling and often in a fight she can use that panache to distract a foe. She can sometimes even convince the enemy that she’s actually a friend of theirs and make them think twice about attacking her.

She is very skilled in acrobatics.

Sira is exceptionally skilled at picking up subtle noises and can often pinpoint where an enemy is hiding. On some occasions she can even determine where an invisible creature is.

Sira can shift her appearance thanks to her Changeling heritage. She can become slightly taller or shorter, shift into any race that is of similar size to her, and can even shapechange into a man or a woman. She can only shapechange into something from her imagination or into a person she’s actually seen and been able to study the details of. Her voice will even change to mimic that of whoever she decides.

She has a silver tongue and does well with persuading and deceiving people. Sometimes she can even intimidate a person, but she would much rather go the route of persuasion or deception.

ᖴOᖇGOTTEᑎ ᖇEᗩᒪᗰᔕ 🌙 The Ring of Aduzahir ( FULL )

Sira Hezrihd

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Who Are You?...

Name:

Clo

Alias:

Sira Hezrihd

Age:

28

Race:

Changeling

Gender:

While most Changelings have a fluid relationship with gender, Clo refers to herself as female. She isn’t above masking as a man if need be, however.

Height:

5’7

Class:

Rogue Swashbuckler

True Form:

Peek if you dare...

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How Did You Begin?...

Theme

The only other Changeling Clo ever knew was her mother and even then she rarely saw her mother in her true form. Aware of how many in this world view Changelings, her mother took on a human persona and encouraged her young daughter to do the same. Unfortunately, though, Clo’s mother died when she was very young and never truly came to comprehend why she needed to hide her true self. Now alone and living on the streets of Calimport, Clo did what she had to in order to survive. She didn’t adopt a persona, like her mother did, but instead constantly masked her face for short times. It was this constant change that eventually led her to be caught.

When she was merely eight years old she had been running from the guards after being spotted stealing a cute little toy. She ran down an ally and quickly changed her mask, but she failed to notice the man that was also in the ally with her. He easily snatched her up and, before she truly knew what was happening, she was being sold to a fairly wealthy pasha. She spent the next ten years as this pasha’s prized pet, learning how to sing, dance, and play music. While she was better off than a lot of the other slaves, she still wasn’t treated wonderfully. If she failed to please the pasha with her performance then she was beaten. If she spoke out of turn, she was beaten. If she attempted to change her face without permission, a spell would alert those in charge and she was beaten. Poor Clo has many scars to remember these days by.

While enslaved, Clo came to grow close to another slave who was naturally gifted in magic. They often plotted ways to get away from the pasha, but never did they truly act on any of the plans. At least not until her friend discovered a way to dispel the spell placed on Clo. In the dead of night they enacted their plan. Her friend successfully got rid of the curse and they were well on their way out, but an unexpected guard was right in their path and heading right towards where they were hiding. Before long he would be upon them and their plan would fail. Clo was desperately trying to come up with a plan, but her friend knew there was no time. With a smile and kiss on Clo’s cheek, they sacrificed themselves so Clo could escape instead. It was then that Clo swore to return some day and free her friend from the pasha in order to pay them back for their sacrifice. Before that could happen, however, Clo needed to get out of the city. It was then that she finally understood why her mother took on a persona and decided to do the same. She now lived in the persona of the human woman Sira Hezrihd.

She needed employment and a way out of this port town so naturally she made her way to the docks. She tried several ships at first, but all turned her away. Was she too timid? How was she to convince one of these captains to bring her on board when all she had to provide was entertainment? She thought back to some of the other slaves and concubines, remembering some were able to get special treatment from guards. They would give those guards bewitching grins, a flirtatious touch here and there, they would manipulate them. Some got caught and it ended badly, but others it worked well for. Clo decided that perhaps Sira was capable of manipulation as well. So with a new swagger to her step and flirtatious smirk on her face, she went on to the next ship. Soon she found herself employed on the Golden Rose.

She wasn’t expecting the ship to actually end up being a pirate ship, but this pirate ship was out to free slaves. It seemed they mostly targeted slavers and this fact caused Sira to become invested in the ship and its crew. She also wasn’t expecting to fall head-over-heels for the captain, Reynard Anderton. The feelings seemed to be reciprocated and they soon became lovers. He also would begin mentoring her. He was strict and unforgiving, claiming he was trying to help her be the best she could be. He once broke her right hand, claiming he only did it so she could strengthen the skill in her left hand. This wasn’t the first time he’d harm her, it would be a recurring ordeal. Cunning, manipulative, and possessive, he succeeded in confusing Sira. Was it normal for someone who claimed to love you to hurt you so? Sira fought an internal battle daily on whether she should leave or stay.

It wasn’t until she found that Reynard wasn’t actually freeing the slaves, but instead selling them himself. Many of the crew were unaware of this as well and upon discovering it, Sira became enraged. She and other crew members plotted together while she continued to appear as her loyal self to Reynard. Finally they struck and their plan of mutiny succeeded. When Reynard realized he would lose, he attempted to manipulate Sira once more. Unfortunately for him, Sira was beginning to understand that he was no better than the man who she was once enslaved to. In fact, she would venture to say he was worse. So, with a smirk on her face, she plunged a sword through his chest. Sira and her crewmates had successfully taken over the ship and they rid the ship of those that knew of the reselling of the slaves.

What Sira wasn’t expecting was the crew to name her as the new captain. She accepted the position and spent the next three years as captain of the Golden Rose. She now believes it is time to make good on her promise and has left the Golden Rose in the care of her first mate after they have sailed back to Calimport. While she has acquired some wealth while raiding the seas, she still feels like she needs more in order to free her friend. So she’s decided to make her way to the estate of Jakeem Kalil, as she has heard he is in need of adventurers to embark on an expedition.

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What Are You Like?...

Brazen, capable, vivacious, these are all words that seem to describe Sira. She seems to have a confidence about her that can almost come off as arrogance. She’s got a charismatic air that surrounds her and always seems to know what to say. She’s skilled at reading people and telling them exactly what they want to hear. When in sticky situations she can often talk her way out of things, but if that fails she certainly has the ability to fight her way out of most situations. When it comes to working in a group she often plays well with others. While not quick to trust others, she’s not naive enough to let that stop her from working together in order to get a job done. She has walls built up that make it hard for her to grow close to others, but on rare occasions she’ll let those walls fall. Once she has grown close to someone she will be fiercely loyal and protect them to the best of her ability.

She often wears a smirk on her face and she isn’t above giving a flirtatious glance, especially if it will likely get her something in return. Manipulation seems to be a favored tactic of hers and she’s rather skilled at it. Some of those with a more lawful alignment may find issue in her tactics, but she’ll brush them off exclaiming, “I got what we needed, didn’t I?” Unfortunately she seems to have a bit of a temper and will lash out with words, but it’s when she becomes incredibly quiet that you really have to worry. When she’s fallen so silent it likely means she is contemplating exactly how she’s going to murder you and cover her tracks.

Sira seems to have a hard time with trusting authority and isn’t fond of following orders, but she will adapt and be flexible if it fits the situation. She’s likely to let you know she isn’t happy she’s following the orders she was given, but if it advances her own agenda then she’ll comply. She often follows her own rules and whims, believing that’s the only way one can truly be free. She had to follow the rules of someone else once before and it resulted in lots of pain and trauma, now she lives for herself and those she cares for.

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What Are Your Skills?...

Weapons & Armor:

Moon-Touched Cutlass
When Sira speaks the command word this blade will give off soft light. She acquired this sword from the captain of one of the ships they raided.

Short Bow and Arrows

Pair of Daggers

Accessories & Misc:

-Bag of Holding
-Bag of 1,000 ball bearings
-Lute
-Coin purse
-Thieves tools
-Waterskin (with water)
-Flask (with NOT water)
-Tinder box
-Ring of Feather Falling
-Barrier Tattoo (magical tattoo that allows her to not wear armor, though protects her as if she is wearing armor)

Skills & Abilities:

Sira is skilled at cloaking herself in the shadows and exploiting a foe’s distraction by striking quickly. She can also move silently and does well at keeping hidden in order to eavesdrop on opponents.

She’s spent enough time with the seedy types of this world and has learned thieves’ cant.

Sira is skilled in fancy footwork and can easily strike an opponent then slip away from them without any reprisal.

She has an easier time than most people dodging attacks and evading spells as long as she can see the creature that is attacking her.

She can be rather beguiling and often in a fight she can use that panache to distract a foe. She can sometimes even convince the enemy that she’s actually a friend of theirs and make them think twice about attacking her.

She is very skilled in acrobatics.

Sira is exceptionally skilled at picking up subtle noises and can often pinpoint where an enemy is hiding. On some occasions she can even determine where an invisible creature is.

Sira can shift her appearance thanks to her Changeling heritage. She can become slightly taller or shorter, shift into any race that is of similar size to her, and can even shapechange into a man or a woman. She can only shapechange into something from her imagination or into a person she’s actually seen and been able to study the details of. Her voice will even change to mimic that of whoever she decides.

She has a silver tongue and does well with persuading and deceiving people. Sometimes she can even intimidate a person, but she would much rather go the route of persuasion or deception.

ᖴOᖇGOTTEᑎ ᖇEᗩᒪᗰᔕ 🌙 The Ring of Aduzahir ( FULL )

A D&D based RP? Heck yeah! Dropping my interest here and also running off to join the Discord lol.

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Interested in a Cancer female.

Hoseforn’s Academy for Gifted Adventurers

Mentions/Interactions: @StOpossum Anise @ChaoticLaw Rodrick @mantou Cal
Mood: Angry Too

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The arrow zipped past and Lorelei paused only for a brief moment as she felt a stinging on her lips. She glanced over at the arrow and then touched her lips. As she pulled her fingers away there was a small amount of blood that came away with them. Aww how sweet, he returned the kiss. She thought to herself as she giggled and grinned before picking up running again. She had considered for a brief moment looking to Dex with a grin, but decided to not push her luck. She had a feeling he wouldn’t hesitate to actually shoot her with an arrow. While it wouldn’t be the first time she would have been shot with an arrow, she had several scars to prove it, she would admit she didn’t ENJOY it when it did happen.

Finally the run came to an end and while she was breathing heavier than normal, she didn’t feel completely exhausted. Zendan had always made her start her mornings with a long run and she’d actually come to enjoy it. It had become one way for her to let out some frustrations and so she was in pretty high spirits currently. As she went to join her classmates she came up beside Anise and Rodrick, a huge grin on her still bloody lips. ”Wasn’t that just thrilling?!” She said after Anise claimed it was dangerous and exciting. She then went on to watch the demonstration that was beginning.

Maya was absolutely gorgeous and Lorelei could definitely appreciate her beauty, but her attention was soon caught by the weapons that Maya was using. Those weapons were incredibly beautiful and very unique. She would have to speak to the teacher later to learn what they were. Lorelei found that she may be interested in learning how to use them. As the deadly dance began, the siren just fell more in love with the dark elven woman. Her fighting style seemed similar to Lorelei’s and while Lorelei considered herself a rather experienced fighter, having been trained since she was eight and utilizing her skills since she was ten, she wasn’t naive in knowing there were always things she could learn and improve on. Yes, she decided she must learn whatever she could from this woman.

Finally it was their turn to practice on these strange dummies. Lor decided upon a dummy that was holding a long sword and, before anything else could actually happen, she had pulled out three throwing daggers and swiftly threw them at the dummy. The first one hit her mark, the second barely hit the dummy’s shoulder as it began to move, and the third dagger it dodged entirely as it went soaring into another dummy behind it. Was that Cal standing near that dummy? Lor didn’t have time to actually check as she had to move swiftly. When one fought with daggers you had to move quickly and give little time for your opponent to react. She had two more daggers in her hand now as she rushed at the dummy. These things learned swiftly and so she realized she only had a small window.

She analyzed the dummy’s movements and, as it came at her with a downward swing, she kept one dagger up guarding her face as protection while she spun out of the way and closer to the dummy. Perfect, she was now inside its guard. As the dummy recovered from its swing she spun around to its back, slicing at what would be its hamstrings and then stabbing into where its kidneys would be. In her mind she ran through where the weak spots would be on this thing if it were wearing armor. The armpit was a good place, but small and hard to hit. If you could get behind them, like she was, then the weak spots often were the backs of their thighs and the lower back as these spots had to be bare of armor if they wished to ride a horse. If she were to slice the backs of the thighs just right then she’d hit a fatal artery and would bleed out quickly. If this were a real fight as well she would have definitely applied a poison to her daggers just to ensure her opponent would die, but it wasn’t and this dummy also didn’t have arteries that she could slice open.

Unfortunately for Lorelei the injuries she’d inflicted on this thing wasn’t enough for it to consider her the victor. She had been cocky enough to believe that she’d be considered the victor and let her guard down for a brief moment. The dummy had pivoted and its elbow soared right into her face. The surprise of it threw her off balance and she fell flat on her back. As she lay there feeling blood begin to trickle out of her nose, she heard Zendan in the back of her mind. ”Never let your guard down until you are sure your opponent is on the ground and no longer breathing.” Her stomach ached at the memory right where Zendan had impaled her with a dagger when he spoke those words. Of course he had a healer come in and heal her immediately after, but she still had a fading scar where the wound was. She had been only nine years old when this happened. She clenched her teeth as she watched the dummy swing the sword down toward her, but she quickly rolled out of the way. She quickly kicked up to her feet and turned to face her opponent once more. There was pure fury in her eyes as she looked at this thing, the dummy morphing into Zendan standing in front of her.

She smirked darkly at him as blood trickled down her face before she ran at him. It was definitely ready for her this time, but she was expecting this. He swung at her and she used both daggers to block the blow. Her wrists screamed in protest, but she ignored it as she watched his moves closely. She danced around with the Zendan dummy for a minute more, waiting patiently for an opening but also knowing she couldn’t block the longsword for much longer with her daggers. She backed up, quickly putting some distance between them as she assessed the situation. Finally she rushed at him again while throwing a dagger. He dodged the dagger like it was nothing and went to swing at her, but she dropped to her knees and slid under the strike. Once again she was behind it and she quickly stood and jumped on its back as it recovered from the swing. She screamed out angrily, her legs wrapping around his waist and one arm around his neck as she brought her other dagger down into his chest over and over and over again until he didn’t fight anymore. Unfortunately this thing wasn’t Zendan and as she looked down at it she began to realize this. She stood up and backed away, breathing deeply as she watched it quickly repair itself ready for another fight. Of course it was...

Hoseforn’s Academy for Gifted Adventurers

Mentions/Interactions: Val [@datadoggie] Toma @Duoya Rodrick @ChaoticLaw
Mood: Trouble

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While mornings weren't Lorelei's thing anyways, this morning she was particularly sour. She was used to waking up early every day, though she always hated it, her falling asleep in the tub and in siren form resulted in some of the best sleep she'd had in a long time. So when Athena's voice rang out it startled her and water from the tub splashed everywhere. In turn, the pajamas she'd planned to change into and her clothes from yesterday were now soaked. She'd gotten out of the tub quite irritated and wrapped herself in a towel before walking out of the bathroom. It seemed Rodrick was awake too, but she didn't make any eye contact with him nor did she even say a word to him. She simply grabbed her change of clothes then disappeared back into the bathroom.

Once dressed she proceeded to strap various knives all over her body, some hidden, some visible. She then made her way to the Hall of Combat where she immediately began to stretch, figuring they'd obviously be doing something physical soon. This reminded her a lot of her mornings back at the thieves guild with Zendan and his training sessions. She was determined to be prepared for whatever they threw at her. So when Sir Vermont took off running she didn't even pause as she did so too. While she knew she could easily be at the front of the pack, she instead stayed back near the middle. She wasn't looking to stand out currently. She was actually only a few steps behind Valencia, but had yet to say anything to the girl. She also spotted Rodrick near the front, impressed to see him there.

She quickly took note of Dex nocking an arrow and letting it fly towards someone at the back of the pack. Incentive for everyone to keep up. She watched the student go down, immediately recognizing who it was. Then another went to help him up, but the poor guy got knocked over by the dickhead. She almost sighed, but then noticed the change in Val's demeanor in front of her and had a feeling the girl was about to do something. Lor decided to take advantage of whatever was about to happen and silently pulled a dagger out of her sleeve. The bully, Patrick, was about to pass on her left and she silently caught her dagger in the belt that held his pants up. In a quick move she sliced through the belt without him even noticing. Moments later Val knocked him on his ass once more.

Lorelei feigned being concerned for the guy as she stopped and did what Toma did earlier, offering to help him up. He likely would have shoved her over too, but as he stood his pants dropped to his ankles, exposing him to everyone. She glanced down at his waist and smirked as she spoke up. "Oh! Now I understand why you carry such a big weapon! Gotta compensate for that little guy." She watched the guy's face turn quite red, but she turned away before anything could happen. She also caught sight of an arrow being released in her direction. She had a feeling her antics would earn her this and she was prepared. While the arrows still hit her side and hurt like hell, she slowed it some by catching it. She looked to Dex and smirked, throwing the arrow back to him before blowing him a kiss and taking off quickly.

While she knew the arrow would leave a nice bruise, she ignored the pain in her side and ran past a bunch of students. She now was near the front of the pack, just a bit behind Rodrick.l, and seemed to show little sign of tiring just yet. Running was one thing she actually really enjoyed and it was slowly putting her in a better mood.