The Irish Tree

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

@Silver Carrot(RBC),@PaulHaynek

Magnus was relieved by Rebecca's explanation of her job; It seemed that even though she'd been in dangerous territory, she'd made it back okay. She must have really known how to handle herself...he'd heard stories from his brothers-in-law about the terrifying ferocity of Varjan fighters. Maybe she'd been able to disguise herself as a normal Order priest to get by or something. Thinking back on his own job, Magnus would be sure to ask Bart about the flowers Kyle needed; He'd been practically everywhere it seemed, so maybe he knew a thing or two about regional plants.

Dinner came, and the Minotaur ate, taking care to mind his manners a bit. Just because Rebecca was fine with him not wearing a shirt didn't mean he should risk eating like the barbarian he was supposed to be. Small bites and slow pace. When the question of a guild name sprung forth from Bart, Magnus swallowed a bite of meat he'd been nursing before speaking: "Well...up north we try and name battle companies after something about our leaders. A-At least that's what my dad told me. T-Though...its not like I know enough about you Mr. Bart to come up with something like that. Maybe start it with something strong sounding, like a metal?"

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@Eviledd1984, @Rune_Alchemist

As frost set over the armored figure's form, Nephele's lips curled into a slight smile; Metal became brittle in the cold, especially when frozen by magic. Books on alchemy and smithing that had been left in heaps in her treasury taught her that much at least. Now Maria's strikes would hopefully be more effective, if not immediately fatal. However, Christine had ran farther than anticipated; She'd hoped that she would stay in the hall, rather than return all the way to...what sounded like her room from the direction and distance of the door slam. She didn't know if this being had a flaw to exploit, but did know that it seemed fond of only using that sword.

As such, while it was still frozen to the ground, Nephele began slashing at the midsection of the sword, her scaled claws driving sparks along the steel, as she sought to leave gashes large enough to have the sword itself just fall apart, in case Maria's thrust proved to be ineffective. "Christine is the key, Maria! If she dies, then the story ends with a bad ending. I don't fully understand it myself, but the Phantom is in control, but isn't the one sending this thing after her. Ice worked, so if it moves again, keep freezing it. I'll guard her." the dragoness shouted, before sprinting up the stairs to make sure Christine hadn't fallen into some sort of trap. In novels similar to this, there was always a cliche of the damsel being kidnapped in a supposedly safe place while everyone is looking for the killer so...here's hoping the Phantom was a bit more original. Not just for the sake of narrative originality.

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

I'll try and get a post up tomorrow. Was planning on today, but had to shop around for a new washing machine.

Harmonia United: A(nother) Yu-Gi-Oh RP

I'll bite. Might be either wind or earth.

Fire Emblem: The Eternal War [ENDED]

@The Irish Tree

I c u lerking.

@PaulHaynek

Shit I've been had.

Planning on joining as mage once I figure out where to come from. Any nations that are particularly still magic inclined?

Also its taking me forever since my bowels and head keep arguing over which should hurt more. Fun~

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

@Silver Carrot(RBC),@PaulHaynek

Magnus waited for a strike on the head once he bowed, but soon found comforting words instead, her hand instead resting atop his mountain of silver hair. Looking up, Magnus almost felt like he'd seen an angel fallen to earth, his eyes getting a bit misty. With a single look, Rebecca had relieved all his fears at having ruined her gift, causing the minotaur to nearly cry right then and there. He was...a big fucking baby, to say the least.

Holding back his emotions a smidge, Magnus eventually rose to his feet and inhaled through his nose, masking a sniffle. "T-Thank you for being so kind...Ms. Rebecca. You don't have to apologize though...I-I really liked the tunic. I promise I'll patch it up sometime." he said, giving a small, but heartfelt bow to her. Mostly it was small because he was afraid of goring somebody if he lowered his head too low. However, she did bring up a good point...shirt aside, Niel seemed incredibly eager to shift the topic of conversation away from himself. And, thinking on it, Magnus had no idea where Niel came from...or why he wanted to be an adventurer.

Talia entered and seemed surprised, obviously about Rebecca's presence. Niel calmed the situation though, so that was a thing. Now that he was happy once more, Magnus thought it was time to return a bit of care for Rebecca, mainly by asking how her quest went. "That's right, you had to translate something, right? O-Or find a translator? You said something about Varjans...a-are you alright?" he asked, concerned for the woman. Kind as she was, and as fiery as she seemed to get, he was still worried for her. After all, she'd gone alone.

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@Eviledd1984, @Rune_Alchemist

"...Very well." Nephele said, the purple fog disappearing from her mouth, and soon the room. It was clear that she was now somewhat resolved on what she had to do, walking past the Phantom as she dissapeared into the floor, giving a final statement of: "We will save her. And you." She was trying her damndest not to draw the conclusion that was already outlined, instead gritting her teeth and bolting out of the hall, sprinting to return to Christine and Maria.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the armored apparition, gripping the banister before jumping off of it down to the first floor. White fog began billowing out of her mouth rather than poison as she coughed up a huge billow of it in Christine's direction, offering some protection from the thing's line of sight. The fog would slowly start to disperse towards a nearby hall, giving her an option for a stealthy escape in case she needed it. Breaking the claws out, Nephele knew that she couldn't penetrate armor with a head on strike without damaging him first, and as such sought to go for the head, to keep the figure distracted. Perhaps if he saw her as enough of a threat, his focus would draw to her, letting Maria cast more of her spells. "Maria, can you freeze it!?" she called out, just trying her best to contend with a fully armed and armored opponent who was probably a ghost too.

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

So...seeing as Guild is unstable, I'm going to TRY and get this post up, and hopefully not shit all of my organs out in unholy fury if it decides that RPG does doesn't exist anymore. Again.

A dance with devils - A Highschool DxD rp

Auriola

"Rebirth...day." The gear woman said, mulling it over in her head for a second before realizing just how perfect that saying fit. "Thank you, Amelia. From now on, I will bake the cakes with "Rebirthday" in mind." she said in addition, turning back with a faint, appreciative smile to the Dhampir. This would also be backed up with a big slice of cake, a silver fork impaled into the side.

Turning to Nora, Auriola's eyes looked a bit saddened. "Of course...it is the least I could do." she said, clearly saddened about something. Despite being reincarnated into a devil, her core programming still recognized Nora as a human...and one that she hadn't been there to protect at that. She felt the thrum of a driver within her chest, desiring activation, but right now Kindness could wait. Handing Nora a gigantic slice of cake, she said: "I hope it is to your liking. Humans in time of great distress seem to enjoy sweet things. If you so desire, I can make as many cakes as you want." Turning on her heel after handing that piece of cake over, she put the rest on the counter, not wanting to interrupt Hakuryu's introduction. Crude as he was, there was definite kindness in his words, though she'd have to drill him on etiquette once again later.

Speaking of etiquette, Dmitri upon arriving would soon receive an ice pack for his face, which Auriola held against his head throughout his introduction. "Hello Dimitri. Will you be needing aloe vera as well?" she asked, having learned the severity of human "emotional burns" as described by "101 Ways To Communicate With The Young Generation!" Giving him a half-hearted pat on the back, she said in a monotone voice: "There are an estimated 40,000 species of discovered forms of piscine life in the sea. Loneliness is not guaranteed."

...She hadn't...quite gotten down that some phrases weren't as literal as she thought they were. Either way, she'd continue holding that ice pack for him. While he wasn't human, he was something that was close enough in nature for Auriola to not consider a threat in any capacity.

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

@Silver Carrot(RBC),@PaulHaynek

Magnus' curiosity was piqued once he heard Niel's question, scratching the back of his head, near the base of his horns as he thought on it. "No, but...I did meet a bard coming down from the North. He was really nice...had a scary looking elf with him, though. B-But the voice is completely different for sure!" he said, humming as he thought on the fact that Niel seemed to be just...dodging the question. Maybe it was valuable, or some kind of family heirloom. Having felt like he'd overstepped his boundaries by asking in the first place, Magnus lowered his head a bit. "Y-You don't have to tell me about that stone if you don't want to, by the way...it must be important to you."

Suddenly, a chill ran up Magnus' spine as he heard footsteps near the kitchen, feeling the eyes of someone he definitely had hoped would be...here sometime when he'd be more..."emotionally prepared" for a confrontation. Turning around once she noticed the scratches and tears, Magnus gulped, getting significantly paler in the face as he felt his stomach try and run to his feet. With Niel asking as well, there was no way out of this conversation...in retrospect, perhaps he should have taken the thing off once he had returned. But then, maybe Rebecca would ask where it was, and be even angrier that he tried to hide it. "I-I-I...i-i-it was j-j-ju..." he started, desperately trying to blunder his way into saying some sort of magic phrase to make Rebecca calm...but really, after a moment and steadying himself with a hand on the counter, a lamenting expression overtook Magnus' face. "Ms. Rebecca...I-I'm really...really sorry...me and Arletta were on our way to the quest a-and some Varjan war hounds were attacking a caravan. I charged in and...didn't even think about what I was wearing. W-We killed them,but...one jumped at me and I didn't get out of the way in time..." he said, dropping to his knees and putting his forehead to the ground. "I-if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, I will! I-I'll never ruin another shirt again!" the Minotaur swore, hands clutched between his horns as he hoped and prayed for forgiveness.

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@Eviledd1984, @Rune_Alchemist

Even in her haste, it was easy to see for the black dragoness that time had passed far too quickly...far too sharply had everything turned to darkness, the floorboards creaked where they should have been strong, and overall, the room seemed...faded somehow. As if it had aged a hundred years into disrepair. There in front of her was the culprit in her mind, the Phantom that Maria had warned them about, that had attacked her and cut the chandelier. Taking a step forward, Nephele seemed a bit taken aback by her words. Evil Lord...? Clenching her fist slightly, Nephele advanced upon the phantasmal foe before her, poison seeping from her mouth, though she couldn't be sure that would work. "So, who is this evil lord, then?" she asked, unfurling her fist to suddenly lunge at the Phantom, a telegraphed sort of knife punch that wouldn't be hard to see coming. That was her intention...it would be hard to extract information from an exorcised ghost. "Speak! What is this place!? Why did you murder Gerald? Why-" Nephele cut her rage, exasperation, and question short, suddenly relaxing her stance.

"...You're the playwright." Nephele said, looking up at the Phantom before her. "Tell me...what is your name?" she questioned, glaring at the woman. It was just a hunch, but...Nephele had felt somewhat put off ever since they were rehearsing the play. Though she'd been enraptured by the role...there was nothing. No information on it, just...the motions of acting. Acting without knowing, and being pulled into the role. There was something peculiar stirring in her chest...what kind of spell had this Phantom placed on the house?

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

Magnus' depression carried all the way through their journey home, the minotaur seeming far less imposing with his hunched back. He was less sad about the tunic now, and more feeling the dread of having to confront Rebecca about it. He had no idea how to go about it, since he barely knew her beyond her kind act and orderly nature...he didn't want to lie either, as that was far more cruel than just telling her he ruined it. By the time they were at the guild, Magnus had wracked his brain about enough to come to only one conclusion.

He had to apologize to her, and accept any consequences as they came.

It was a frightening thing to offend a woman, as he'd learn seeing his brothers-in-law getting put into back breakers for messing up something real bad with his sisters, but he nodded resolutely. Taking in a deep breath in case she was there already, Magnus came in with the others, prepared to die. Luckily, Rebecca wasn't back yet, so that gave him time to at least write a farewell letter if it came to that. He really...didn't understand women well. At all.

When they walked in on Niel though, he saw the strange stone that he was carrying, with...what looked like runes etched into it? He hadn't imagined that Niel was a magician. Perhaps he'd simply purchased it from a wandering bard? Regardless, it fascinated Magnus a bit. He'd never seen Niel in a fight before, so maybe the reason he seemed unimpressive was that he was some wizard's apprentice turned adventurer. Regardless, Magnus remained quiet as the conversation at hand carried out, wondering if he'd ever seen something like that at the Port. He wouldn't mind having one of these...bardstones for himself. Maybe it'd make a nice return gift to Rebecca...or a mercy offering. When the opportunity came with Arletta offering Tali a tour, Magnus smiled, nodding eagerly. "Mhm! Leave it to me, Niel!" he said before eagerly getting to work on whatever dish it was that Niel was preparing. He'd have to remember to ask Bart or Freyr about those flowers that Kyle needed. Bart's been around, so he'd know, and Freyr is from a forest dwelling people. It might be racial profiling, but hey, it was the best shot he had.

After a while, Magnus would eventually pop the question on his mind: "Niel...what was that stone on the table you were using? I didn't take you for a magician." It was a bit to the point, but Magnus thought that maybe it was just an invention of some sort...Maybe Niel had a dream just like Kyle! Turning eagerly to Niel, Magnus' eyes were sparkling. "Its song was really nice...it reminded me of a bard I met on the road my first time to the guild," he said, an innocent smile on his face. His mental image of Niel was now far grander than it had been before; It'd take a genius to fit a song into a stone, after all! That or maybe his naivete was perfect to explain it away.

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@Eviledd1984, @Rune_Alchemist(CHR)

Nephele remained deep in thought until the crash sounded; Until that moment a seed of doubt had been festering, but...upon seeing Christine's father buried under that chandelier, bust lying on the ground, a wave of nausea filled her stomach. Creeping up her throat, she had to fight every urge in her body to vomit...he...he was dead, wasn't he? A clenching of her fist nearly shattered her claws as she applied pressure to her palm, trying not to over react. Well...how could one overreact to what could be a murder? No...such a death couldn't be an accident. Rather, Nephele needed to spring into action right now. The chandelier could only be hung from the second floor's back wall, so unless someone managed to cut the rope with a thrown dagger, that meant whoever did it was not only still on the second floor, but close as well. A quick glance was given to Maria, as she saw just how...lost she looked. No, she couldn't return that look in kind. Rather, the black scaled dragon's eyes seemed determined and angry, not at Maria, but at the scene before them.

"Maria. See that no harm comes to her," the dragoness managed, a slight quaking in her voice as she literally started running after a murderer, returning to the second floor...or at least, to where she believed they had to be. The closest room to the back wall on the second floor...that was her best option for now, the most sensible place to suspect someone would cut the chandelier free from. Claws at the ready, and a noxious purple mist permeating about her mouth as she ran. She was prepared to paralyze anybody that got in her way. She only hoped that Maria and Christine would be safe...

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

And things have been done, and the main plot has been moved forward~

Also

fuck these server errors I mean really!

@Rune_Alchemist

Its been pretty bad. Hope I can get my post up when it decides to be stable

I totally didn't just procrastinate and sleep, I swear