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Current I think watching fight scenes can help in general terms with writing combat, since it can give you an idea of flow and choreography.
3 yrs ago
At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
3 yrs ago
I mean, depends on what you're writing, and the tone and theme of what you're writing. Trained armored knights were legitimately monstrous on the battlefield, so looking up how they fought helps.
4 yrs ago
As much as there's a lot of reasons twitter sucks, I genuinely don't want to see it die for the sake of all the artists who now rely on it. Hoping the shithead stops trying to directly administrate.
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She could go volunteer, then. I don't think Fanilly will go to approach her since she's trying to get everyone leaving but she left it up to the choice of the knights.
So, while I'm at it, I think I'll do a bit of a lore dump for anyone curious.

Let's start with the Witch-Queen. She appeared about eight hundred years ago and pretty much immediately started causing trouble, teaching a bunch of people magic that no-one really knew about, and declaring her intent to take over the world, effectively. But the Witch-Queen herself was not, in fact, human.

The Witch-Queen was a divine spirit, a few steps away from being an actual god, who descended to the world shortly after its creation. This is why she was such an incredibly powerful practitioner of magic, she had no human limits whatsoever. It was likely by pure luck that she was killed, and even then, there's rumors that she's not actually dead. Whatever the case may be, she hasn't threatened anything since her defeat.

Now for demons.

Demons are, in fact, rebellious spirits who went down to the world too early, before it was finished. Their bodies reflect this, featuring horns and other such features, and their nature altered. Demons are not evil, but often tend to be mischievous and mostly interested in their own enjoyment, and some very much are evil. Demons keep their true names hidden, often taking names based on titles applied to them by others. For example, a demon known as "the Red Bell that Tolls of Doom" has taken the name "Reddebelle".

Speaking of the creation of the world and gods and stuff, there are a couple notable cosmological things to get across here: Firstly, Reon and Mayon are believed to be physically present on the Sun and the Moon, respectively. There's a few other gods with similar beliefs around them. Secondly, Hidroroth, the Enemy of the World, is said to have had his soul torn apart and forced beyond the Door of Creation.

The Door of Creation is the door, well, leads outside of Creation, atop the Thousand Starlight Stairs.
Sadism is definitely not her thing.
Bethany does not have a mean bone in her body.

Besides, being mean is too draining. She's probably collapse from exhaustion.
... I'd like you to PM me about this since, um, the definition of witchcraft in-setting is explicitly "magic taught outside of official channels".
... She's a witch? ^^; That's not in her backstory, how is she a witch? It's kind of important to know. ^^;
... Wait I'm confused, doesn't she know magic and stuff herself? ^^;
I mean, there's probably a softened view of that individual, but on the whole they're not liked.
Yes. Magi tend not to like witches very much at all.
For a moment, just a moment, Fanilly's focus on the entire situation left. Marianne taking her hand confused her for a brief period of time... and then she felt the older girl's lips pressed to her skin. For a few moments, the girl was dead silent... and then her cheeks reddened deeply almost immediately. In fact, it almost seemed as if steam was pouring out of her ears, though obviously this wasn't actually occurring. Still, it was obvious she was embarrassed, especially when the girl began to mumbled incoherently. She only got redder as her hand was pressed to Marianne's chest.

"A-a-a-apology accepted!" Fanilly stammered out, before quickly turning away, pulling her no longer tingling hand away as she did, her cheeks still furiously red. no, she had to calm down. She had to stop thinking about what had just happened. There was a girl to save. "W-we have v-very little time, s-s-so... so only take time to don your armor if you can d-do so quickly!"

Fanilly took a deep breath, attempting to calm herself. No. Calm down. Relax. Breath in, breath out.

She was Knight-Captain of the Iron Rose Knights. She couldn't look so easily disrupted. She couldn't let herself look that way. She had to live up to what anyone would expect from such a person.

"The assassin's punishment is up to the Princess," she said, having managed to calm herself down for the moment. It appeared that Nero's knights had arrived as well, though they seemed somewhat... odd, Fanilly was not about to reject the assistance as long as they could fight well. That was the important part.

"And..."

She trailed off when an older man commented on Marianne's... backside. Images she needed to immediately banish from her mind filled her brain, and she shook her head desperately to cleanse then, blushing once more.

"T... Tyaethe is right," she said, turning to face the child-like knight as she did, and finally noticing the fading green glow around her. What was that...? "It's best to bring the assassin along with us."

The assassin herself had been staring incredulously at the proceeding events, before swiftly writing out her message.

I'm no liar. Anyone who would lie about a relative in danger is disgusting.

Moments later, a few servants brought a change of clothes for the smallk night, as well.

Fanilly took another deep breath.

"Then we'll be moving out as soon as everyone is prepared."




As the Princess attempted to calm her mind and proceed to the base of the stairs(and not quite realizing Sult was among her guards given her current mental state), the Court Mage caught up to her and the other knights.

"Ah... Y-Your Highness, y-you're well, aren't you?" she said, panting slightly. A short jog had worn her out so easily?

"Bethany? Yes, of course, the Iron Roses... they've kept me safe," she replied, nodding as she looked back over to the somewhat older girl.

"I-I'm so glad..."
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