Still not as cute as Koletu.
I wish that Millie could have eventually claimed her as her godly waifu.
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Of course, they don't seem to be very active as of yet to begin with, so it's only natural that we would grow uncontrollably in their absence.
That's more what I was thinking, it makes sense for the setting since this is basically higher education. Anybody over 17 is already an adult, who has probably already finished hogwarts-level instruction. Love it~!
"Gungnir"
Primary: Archer
Secondary: N/A
Weapon Abilities: A lengthy weapon colloquially known as the Penetrator, Serenity's spear has the extraordinary ability to penetrate virtually any defence and cut through impossible obstacles in order to reach its target. The blade at its tip cuts so viciously that, even if it were to be blocked, there would be few weapons in existence that could survive the exchange. The true effectiveness of this weapon isn't seen unless it is thrown as an indefensible projectile weapon.
Physical Abilities: Serenity has been training her entire life for a single purpose, which is throwing her spear. Her speed, strength and accuracy have all been honed to perfection, so that when the time comes, she can deliver a critical blow to any enemy from a great distance. She can throw her spear accurately at a range of fifty feet, but possesses no real magical abilities save extraordinarily sharp eyes.
Ah, the GM ninja'd my opening. Would you like me to edit things accordingly?
Lupa's Territory
Somewhere in the Rocky Mountains
It was late afternoon in the deepest part of the wolf's forest, and she could feel the slight breeze coming down from the mountain. She sat atop a great tree, looking out over her territory with an expression of melancholy. No human had set foot in these woods for hundreds of years, she had made sure of it, but she knew that she could not stay here forever. It was time to leave, for good. She carefully holds something from her hand up into the light, smiling at the letter she had retrieved from town earlier. Contained within was an invitation, and a clever little riddle of sorts. Both of these things served one purpose, to guide her to California and give her access to the Regiment's operation. Still...what is this SUV thing the letter talks about? Some sort of code? I think I know what the Dinner is, but what's an alley? Hmm, no use fretting about it now, first I've got to find the town Eureka in California. This should be fun!
Lupa stands up and thrusts the letter into one of her clothing's pockets, silently saying her final farewell to the forest before she leaps from her tree and off into the wilderness. A new hunt stood before her, one greater than any other she had lead before. That is why, rather than a frown, the face she wore when leaving her woods for the last time was an excited smile. She was ready, this time. With these new allies, the cold-skins would never get the better of her again.
One day later...
Eureka, California
The time was just around three in the afternoon, and Lupa was feeling very satisfied with herself. In a day's time, she had tracked down the city of Eureka on foot, and found her way to its city limits without encountering any enemies. On the outside, it looked quite like many of the other human settlements she had seen on her way here, and smelled just as bad from afar. Still, it was a rather exciting experience. She had rarely ventured this far into the West, as it was the ancestral territory of a werewolf she once clashed with in her past. Now, she could find no signs of his presence, a fact that had saddened her greatly on the way here. As she made her way closer to her destination, however, her expression became one of contained excitement. She could smell one of her own kind, one far away from her own territory, much younger than herself. It was no hard feat tracking her from the outskirts of town, but Lupa felt inclined to take on her human form once she neared the settlement, so that she wouldn't draw to much attention.
After clothing herself, the ancient werewolf decided it was time to make her move. She walks lightly, making no sound as she casually traverses the boundaries of Eureka, entering the town with little trouble. She follows the largest street she could find, eyes tracking the many new experiences surging around her. Many things she recognized, like cars and neon lights, but some things were new to her as well. Soon, she found herself at the Dinner the letter had mentioned. Earlier in her journey, Lupa had found a human hiking near her territory, and she had promptly asked the man what SUV might mean. She had discovered, much to her surprise, that SUV's were a special kind of Car, and that tinted windows were a kind of windows that were hard to see through.
Now, armed with her new-found knowledge, Lupa had little difficulty looking to the Dinner's left and following the gap between it and the building next to it. Shortly after, she comes across the scene she had been looking for. A large, bulky-looking car of sorts, like many she had seen out on the street, with windows darkened to sunlight. Next to the car was a woman she didn't recognize, but there was no mistaking that it was the werewolf she had tracked from earlier, as she was accompanied by a large, white wolf. Smiling, Lupa steps forward from the shadows and approaches the SUV. She greets the werewolf in a calm, cheerful voice-
"I scented you on the way here, but who would have thought that we were actually heading to the same destination... how surprising!"
Without stopping her stride, the Native American woman fearlessly makes her way to the SUV's window and past the blonde werewolf. Raising her hand up into a human greeting gesture, she confirms the password with the man before finally turning back to face the other guests.
"Greetings, you two. My name is Lupa, what are yours?"
She holds out her hand in what she knew was a human gesture. In order to accept her greeting, the other werewolf would have to grasp Lupa's hand and shake it, signifying an agreement between the two of them. It was a complicated ritual to say the least, but having studied human gestures in great length, Lupa was quite confident that she had mastered it.
Somewhere in the Rocky Mountains
It was late afternoon in the deepest part of the wolf's forest, and she could feel the slight breeze coming down from the mountain. She sat atop a great tree, looking out over her territory with an expression of melancholy. No human had set foot in these woods for hundreds of years, she had made sure of it, but she knew that she could not stay here forever. It was time to leave, for good. She carefully holds something from her hand up into the light, smiling at the letter she had retrieved from town earlier. Contained within was an invitation, and a clever little riddle of sorts. Both of these things served one purpose, to guide her to California and give her access to the Regiment's operation. Still...what is this SUV thing the letter talks about? Some sort of code? I think I know what the Dinner is, but what's an alley? Hmm, no use fretting about it now, first I've got to find the town Eureka in California. This should be fun!
Lupa stands up and thrusts the letter into one of her clothing's pockets, silently saying her final farewell to the forest before she leaps from her tree and off into the wilderness. A new hunt stood before her, one greater than any other she had lead before. That is why, rather than a frown, the face she wore when leaving her woods for the last time was an excited smile. She was ready, this time. With these new allies, the cold-skins would never get the better of her again.
One day later...
Eureka, California
The time was just around three in the afternoon, and Lupa was feeling very satisfied with herself. In a day's time, she had tracked down the city of Eureka on foot, and found her way to its city limits without encountering any enemies. On the outside, it looked quite like many of the other human settlements she had seen on her way here, and smelled just as bad from afar. Still, it was a rather exciting experience. She had rarely ventured this far into the West, as it was the ancestral territory of a werewolf she once clashed with in her past. Now, she could find no signs of his presence, a fact that had saddened her greatly on the way here. As she made her way closer to her destination, however, her expression became one of contained excitement. She could smell one of her own kind, one far away from her own territory, much younger than herself. It was no hard feat tracking her from the outskirts of town, but Lupa felt inclined to take on her human form once she neared the settlement, so that she wouldn't draw to much attention.
After clothing herself, the ancient werewolf decided it was time to make her move. She walks lightly, making no sound as she casually traverses the boundaries of Eureka, entering the town with little trouble. She follows the largest street she could find, eyes tracking the many new experiences surging around her. Many things she recognized, like cars and neon lights, but some things were new to her as well. Soon, she found herself at the Dinner the letter had mentioned. Earlier in her journey, Lupa had found a human hiking near her territory, and she had promptly asked the man what SUV might mean. She had discovered, much to her surprise, that SUV's were a special kind of Car, and that tinted windows were a kind of windows that were hard to see through.
Now, armed with her new-found knowledge, Lupa had little difficulty looking to the Dinner's left and following the gap between it and the building next to it. Shortly after, she comes across the scene she had been looking for. A large, bulky-looking car of sorts, like many she had seen out on the street, with windows darkened to sunlight. Next to the car was a woman she didn't recognize, but there was no mistaking that it was the werewolf she had tracked from earlier, as she was accompanied by a large, white wolf. Smiling, Lupa steps forward from the shadows and approaches the SUV. She greets the werewolf in a calm, cheerful voice-
"I scented you on the way here, but who would have thought that we were actually heading to the same destination... how surprising!"
Without stopping her stride, the Native American woman fearlessly makes her way to the SUV's window and past the blonde werewolf. Raising her hand up into a human greeting gesture, she confirms the password with the man before finally turning back to face the other guests.
"Greetings, you two. My name is Lupa, what are yours?"
She holds out her hand in what she knew was a human gesture. In order to accept her greeting, the other werewolf would have to grasp Lupa's hand and shake it, signifying an agreement between the two of them. It was a complicated ritual to say the least, but having studied human gestures in great length, Lupa was quite confident that she had mastered it.
Wow, I'm looking forward to this! Time to start the Nui Party!
Charlotte would probably take the same classes as Clio, with the addition of Potions.
Name: Djinn, the Goddess of Ceaseless Warmth, the Mirthful Flame, Candle of the Heavens.
Domain: Magic
Personality: Djinn is a strange and energetic Goddess, one who prefers the tastes and touches of a mortal body to an incorporeal, omniscient thought-form. Once she starts smiling there is no force in this universe than can bring her down, and she can only get even more excited and cheerful the more you try. Distinctively unpredictable and chaotic, she has been known to possess a mischievous streak, particularly targeted at her fellow Gods.
Appearance: In her most basic form, Djinn is an unquenchable, smokeless flame that is amorphous in nature, changing colours and shifting between forms freely even with no observers present. She is, however, known for transforming often, and is especially fond of taking mortal forms to enjoy her share of earthly pleasures.
Symbols: Fire.
Domain: Magic
Personality: Djinn is a strange and energetic Goddess, one who prefers the tastes and touches of a mortal body to an incorporeal, omniscient thought-form. Once she starts smiling there is no force in this universe than can bring her down, and she can only get even more excited and cheerful the more you try. Distinctively unpredictable and chaotic, she has been known to possess a mischievous streak, particularly targeted at her fellow Gods.
Appearance: In her most basic form, Djinn is an unquenchable, smokeless flame that is amorphous in nature, changing colours and shifting between forms freely even with no observers present. She is, however, known for transforming often, and is especially fond of taking mortal forms to enjoy her share of earthly pleasures.
Symbols: Fire.
It seems that my dance was a success! Praise my name~!
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