The Irish Tree

A Dance Among Devils - DxD roleplay

Got a plan in mind for a Fairy Bishop.

Dxd -A Dance among Devils

You know I'm in. Mainly because I am being held against my will. please send help

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

The Dragon's Dressmaker

@Eviledd1984

The road leading to the Southeastern beyond Tunisian Forest was clearly in disrepair, easily notable from the loose stones that paved it, as well as the overgrowth starting to rip into the delicate stone flesh of the paved pathway before Maria. It was clear enough to see that wherever this road had lead before, it was not a path still traveled by men and monster alike. The air started to grow colder the further South she traveled, given the Coldstep Pass being just a few miles away. However, one could not lose heart as an adventurer, and with her first job riding on the line, one could assume that Maria wanted to make a good first impression.

What lied before Maria however was not so much a forest as it was a massive bank of fog with a scarcely visible treeline standing tall overhead. The fog was sparse at first, but venturing deeper would only get one lost in the thick vapors. Just when it seemed likely that turning back from a wild goose chase was a better choice, two glowing amber eyes glowed like lantern lights through the bank, the soft sounds of breathing visible beyond. This was no spook or bugs in the shape of eyes; be it man or monster, something was watching Maria closely, and not caring if she was looking. Actually, it did care, it wanted her attention and as such snapped its fingers twice. Suddenly,
a woman's voice rang out: "You...if you are the one sent by Bart, then take my hand. The Fog does not receive visitors, save for those blessed by its Guardian. Have you the courage to step forward? And the requested...je ne sais quoi?" Her words demanded response, in a tone that sounded dignified and reserved. Judging from the way the eyes were bounding up and down, Maria could assume she was getting a look in. "Very...fluffy. But I suppose not tacky. You will have to do...if you choose to come. Are you...all that they have sent?" her voice rang out once more, the woman extending her hand, covered in scales black as night, and her fingers formed in the shape of monstrous claws, long and sharp as daggers.

Sensing that it might be a bit much to be told to hold hands with a knife-handed monster, said knife-handed monster suddenly pulled its hand back, eyes vanishing for a moment before they suddenly shone once more, a length of rope being held out for Maria. "I do not want you to hurt yourself. One who chooses to aid deserves no harm." The air seemed to get a bit lighter, the slight angle of tilt the eyes now possessed suggesting whatever this woman looked like, she was tilting her head in a mix of curiosity and anticipation. "Long have I watched over this land, but you are the first of your kind that I have ever seen...unless you are merely a very oddly accessorized human."

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@Rune_Alchemist
Magnus' ears perked up as he heard someone just arrive, yet having been a...like, three days ago acquaintance. Arletta had returned, and the Minotaur who had worked with her on his first quest swiftly rose to his feet, striding over with a smile on his face. He seemed really happy to see her, despite the somewhat...nonexistant terms on which they parted. Magnus however had never stopped worrying about his temmate, and as such went over and gave her the most potentially fatal friendly hug in existence, which wasn't as bad as it could have been. "Arletta! I was so worried when you and the others just...dissapeared!" he said, letting her down after he realized that he was like... almost twice her size and almost thrice her weight. "...S-Sorry." he said, taking a step back to give her personal space once more, and to collect himself.

"Where did you and Liliana and Gor? I went to um...take care of that job and you and they all were just...gone. S-Sorry, I gave the reward money to Bart, but I promise I'll make it up to you sometime!" Magnus blurted out, hurriedly bowing his head to apologize to the female knight before him. He'd long since wondered if his previous companions were okay, and now was the only time he felt he'd get an honest to goodness answer on that question. Raising his head back up, but still slouching a bit in his stance, Magnus scratched the back of his silvery mane and made it kind of obvious that he was anticipating her answer. It seemed he really had worried for her, Liliana, and Gor this whole time, even if it had kind of been an incredibly abrupt splitting of the party into...Magnus by himself and them going off on their own to do something. Hopefully, Arletta wasn't super mad about being hugged like a teddy bear.

Elder Tale: Sapporo the winds of fortune

Well...this escalated quickly. Like, insanely quickly. Like, that was ONE BIG SKELETON. And, frankly, Tafui was kind of freaking the hell out since they were practically in hell at the moment. Well...this definitely wasn't part of the event before. In fact, Tafui was pretty sure that he was screwed considering that fire tended to just burn plants up right away...right now the best he could manage would be to heal the people who'd been drawn into this fresh new hell with him. And, try and debuff the enemy as best he could. Holding Mountain Swallow in front of him for a moment, his body glowed yellow as energy gathered in his hand, before he suddenly...chucked a seed at the giant skeleton. "Root and Infest, Nightbloom!" he called out, the seed bursting open and starting to entangle the massive skeleton starting from its ribcage. The vines growing out were drying up and burning fast, but just maybe if he lasted long enough for the paralytic spores, those might have some effect.

...Wait, would that even work on a skeleton? Quickly deciding he needed a Plan B, Tafui began readying multiple Sprite Bolts, the bluish white wisps of energy orbiting him as he tried to ready at least 10 to fire at this giant skeleton. "If anybody needs healing, leave it to me!" he shouted, wanting to make sure the melee fighters could at least be confident that he had their backs. The last thing he wanted was for someone to hesitate for lack of safety. If he could help it, nobody would go down this fight. This skeleton thing was hopefully gonna be paralyzed by the time he had his 10 bolts, otherwise he'd have to fire prematurely.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@PaulHaynek
Hey-o party people. After briefly talking with Paul about rejoining this, I've decided to give it another go.

So here's the old CS of mine. go ahead and give her a look over and stuffs.

_{totally didn't reuse the pun I made the first time I signed up for the RP}

Arletta Valencia Dupain

"Greetings, I am Arletta. Now if you'll excuse me, I should be training..."

Name:
Arletta Valencia Dupain

Appearance:
Standing at five foot eight, Arletta could likely pass herself off as a normal human fairly easily enough. Pale skin with violet colored hair and similarly colored eyes. She has a rather slim, though not unhealthhy build and like most monsters falls under the 'incredibly attractive' category.

Her armor is rather elegant, being made of high-quality demon silver and tends to exude a bit of sophistication. It's black, and while certainly a bit on the revealing side in some areas, still provides unparalleled protection. Around her neck, she wears a silver choker enchanted with some magic. It helps keep her head on straight, more or less.

Race:
Dullahan

Magic/Abilities:
As a Dullahan, Letta has impressive in-human physical ability and nearly unparalleled swordsmanship. Light on her feet, fast and agile, she favors the traditional sword and shield. She doesn't have a need of fancy magic or other such abilities other undead or monsters possess. She is confident just her sword and skill are good enough to handle anything the world can throw at her - and for the most part so far, she has been.

Personality:
Calm, somewhat taciturn, and a bit on the serious, Arletta isn't exactly the most friendliest of people out there upon first impression. While she does try and be friendly, she takes her job as a knight seriously - perhaps even more so then she probably should. She tries to do her best to uphold the ideals of any good knight - justice, fairness, and above all protecting those she can.

That said, she has always had a tendency to stick her nose where she shouldn't, especially when it comes to exploring old ruins and visiting old places.

When fighting something or she has been angered in some fashion, she doesn't like holding back and many of her old friends often made funny comments about her last name...which, subsequently earned them getting smacked in the head.

Background:
This Dullahan's background is a bit of a mystery. She comments once, she wasn't always a monster, but a cursed suit of armor saw to it that she ceased being human. After realizing she couldn't go back to her old life, she spent most of her time traveling to various ruins, exploring old ruins and otherwise generally going into places where others may not have been for some time. And of course, helping out those she can along the way, even if it meant fighting another monster to help a human. It was in such an incident she ran into Bart and after seeing her skill he invited her to this little guild of his.

She accepted. Who knows? Could be fun.

Other: Lich and Manticore. Manticores are so floofy. I could pet their mane's all day. And Liches...well. Kinky magic fun times. Enough said.

@Rune_Alchemist

That pun was fucking terrible, but good to have you back.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Magnus felt unsurprised by the insect girls reaction...Minotaurs were kind of scary, after all. But what did surprise him was Bart telling him to value himself for more than his muscles. Frankly, that was a bit surprising...he'd thought the only reason Bart would have had him come would be as hired muscle, but this was a pleasant finding at the very least. Regardless, he had a job to do in watching the dwarves alongside Bart...and thinking of any necessary additions to be made.

Overall, the selections on repairs made sounded very sound, Magnus' mind pondering what else the right hall where the lounge would be could need. "...Maybe some sort of bookshelf? I'd imagine a quiet place like a lounge would be great for reading." he suggested, before saying: "Maybe...if we had people be roommates, then we could save more space by just putting two beds in one room?" as a suggestion. Magnus was quite used to bunking with other people, since despite living in a labyrinth, actual rooms were hard to come by. At one point in time, he'd bunked with four of his sisters...and kind of functioned as a second bed. Being huge had its own disadvantages, sadly.

@PaulHaynek, @Eviledd1984

Fate/Kaleid: Shatter Prisma

Reign of Terror

@Guess Who,@Fourze,@Suku
It would be roughly half an hour before Seamus got the threesome clearance to investigate the crime scene...and though it was a grusome sight, there was an idea in Seamus' mind that these masters must have already seen a share of bloodshed. Whether it be via their mental link to their cards, or from their encounters with other masters. At his orders, the detectives would clear out, clearly displeased. Although strangely, the one who had obtained the class card as evidence handed it over to Seamus, contained in a plastic bag. "We appreciate your cooperation." he said to the detective as he walked by, seeming to have slipped something into his pocket. "I doubt you all have backgrounds in investigation, but magical matters such as this are best handled by those with the highest degree of power. However, I want to make something very clear here: I am having it on good faith that you won't meddle with the scene too much."

It seemed that Seamus was letting them have their run of the show for now, but unsatisfactory behavior might get them removed from the premises...legally. The dreaded powers of someone who seemed to have more money than time.

The scene itself was rather violent, what with the bloodstain and the destroyed motorcycle still needing to be cleaned up. Thankfully, it at least seemed to not be on fire, merely crumpled up like a tin can with rubber included. There was a puncture mark made at a 1 inch depth in the wall the officer's body had slumped up against. The concrete also seemed to have cracked a few paces away from where he had been...it seemed that whoever it was had strength enough to crack it either by impact or just by standing. A line gouged into the concrete about 30 feet back leading to that same spot also gave the impression that they had approached from there after destroying his bike. That didn't narrow the servant's class down very much, but one could probably presume that it could be a powerful Caster, Saber, or Berserker given how far away its presence was felt. In addition, the mana in the air felt...light. Something extremely strange, given that no class typically just sucked mana out of the air to such a degree. In fact, heading South there was a noticeable line of air drained of mana that tapered off quickly. It seemed they fled in that direction, and uninstalled quickly. While not the largest trail to follow, it was at least one that existed. However, South was a very...unhelpfully broad category to search. It seemed whatever class card they possessed, it could drain mana from the air itself. Standing nearby, a few people had already returned to the crime scene, mostly civilians hoping to get a peek at the scene of the crime. Perhaps one saw something.

The Exiled Heir(s)?

@Etranger
The arrow would take mere seconds to launch, and with Guru Singh's skills, there was no doubt that the target would be hit. However, even if it was merely a ten second window during which Sajan summoned out the Guru's bow, that was enough time for it to be felt. Raising his head sharply, the man barely had time to start trying to run before instinct had him slam something into his heart, before the arrow would find itself embedded in his right shoulder, which was now covered in thick black plate as was his entire body. It seemed he had finally Installed, though now this just meant that Sajan could be very certain of his position at all times. Unknowingly having cornered himself even further, the man ducked into a nearby alleyway to try and pull the arrow out despite lacking any medical knowledge. He would likely be a sitting duck...however, something seemed to have happened on a far lower floor of the building Sajan was on. A smoke alarm's chirp...and then another. And then another. And another. Suddenly dozens of people were fleeing the apartment complex as the obvious started to happen...whatever had occurred, whether it having been his doing, had sparked a fire in the building that was rising up.

Suddenly, an arrow whizzed by Sajan's ear and landed in the ground, causing the roof to start catching fire. It seemed that rather than trying to face her directly, he was trying to burn her alive and then make his escape. The arrow present could lead Sajan to also assume that whatever his class card's true name was, that he was of the Archer class as well. However, fire seemed a more pressing matter, as arrows continued to pelt the complex, fire burning and even spreading over brick. It seemed material was of no consequence to these flames. Smoke was rising, and time was running out, for both Sajan and those who may have still been inside the building. Continuing to make his escape, the black armored man continued to stay within alleyways, figuring there was no way someone could hit him at such an angle.

"Agent Kaur you need to leave now, your position is compromised. We have eyes on the target, and an evactation of the building in progress. Just focus on escaping and stopping him. Hope your class card lets you make a good landing." Miller suddenly said, Sajan's phone having blared to life. Magic involving technology was rare, but in cases like this very handy for hands-free talking and sniping.

The Delusions of a Desperate Damsel

@Pie Flavor,@Enkryption

Flour clouded Mitsugi's vision before she felt a huge iron weight slam into her, making her feel as if several of her ribs had just cracked or been broken entirely. Shuddering in pain, she looked up at Ophelia, eyes burning a bright gold, her pupils like thin slits set into fine topaz. As if she didn't even think, the girl shoved the class card into her chest and let out a high pitched scream as she was pushed out into the hallway before she seemed to burst entirely into flame. Clearing quickly, the fire dissipated to reveal Mitsugi dressed in a traditional looking teal, green, and white kimono, with golden patterns depicting fire running across each sleeve's exit and entry point. Looking at Ophelia with a cold look, she seemed almost possessed...perhaps the power of a class card had corrupted her mind, or taken it over entirely. Either way, the serpent of a woman standing before Ophelia seemed far from human, and from the aura she was exuding, definitely of the Berserker class.

"You won't stop my love...nobody can. Anchin-sama is mine and mine alone...and any woman that gets in my way is less than combustible garbage." she said, not missing a beat and slithering to her feet, a wave of the paper fan in her hand caused the air to combust around her, launching several balls of fire whizzing down the hall at Ophelia's shield, and setting off the fire alarm and sprinklers. "How impolite to douse the bride on her wedding day...I'll have to tan you for a new dress. Ah~, but I forgot to make Anchin-sama lunch! You wretched, horrible woman, I wouldn't have to kill you if you just let me bake." Mitsugi hissed, seeming even more serpent like...in fact, the sounds of snakes only started growing louder and louder, as if simply being around her was enough to drive one to madness.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Last night was...well, awkward to say the least. Magnus lacked the words to properly respond to Freyr. It was...frankly a bit cowardly of himself to avoid confronting Marxello by running to see how Freyr was doing, even if it was because he considered him a friend. That night, Magnus would turn in his bed again and again, before eventually falling off and just about falling through the floor from his weight. A rude awakening for whoever roomed next to him, but he promptly apologized and got back to sleeping after smacking his face against Jotun Baal hard enough to knock himself out. Magnus was...well, desperate for sleep that night.

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Unfortunately that also meant that he had one monster of a headache in the morning to contend with. Luckily he didn't cut himself on the axe lying on his stomach waking up, his body stiff from the awkward position he'd slumped into. Running his fingers through his shaggy silver mane, Magnus got himself woken up enough to step out and down to the first floor. It seemed that several had already decided on their job for the day, leaving Magnus relatively few options. He couldn't mix herbs, wasn't fashionable given that he seemed to be allergic to shirts, and the business with Eros sounded fine, but...Neil's warning had him very worried. Opting to play it safer rather than rush off to go and meet some sketchy religious folk, he just stayed behind and took a seat at a table, the chairs just about breaking under his weight. Propping his chin up on the palm of his right hand, Magnus felt bad that yesterday was a flop financially, but maybe if he could find some wild game later...boars might be able to supplement their supplies temporarily.

What caught Magnus' attention besides the surly dwarven carpenters was the new addition to the guild; she seemed...exceptionally fluffy. But hey, she seemed friendly enough. Walking over, Magnus was glad that these squeaky floorboards would get fixed up, his gait kinda making it sound like a ship at sea. Once he was close however, he looked down at her and scratched the back of his head. "Hello, um...welcome to the guild. I'm Magnus and uh...i-its good to meet you." he said, bowing his head with some dangerously pointy horns at a dangerously close, but not pokey distance. Turning to Bart, he kinda shrunk back a bit. "S-Sorry about yesterday...and today. No jobs really seem to need me so...I-I'll just stay and watch the dwarves."

@PaulHaynek@Eviledd1984

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

I'll see about getting a post up tomorrow. Sorry for the delay.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@The Irish Tree

My tree.

@Lucius Cypher

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