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STATUS: 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
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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.
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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.
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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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@Ryougu: That would make her very unhappy.
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Oh, that was really what she needed. For her friend to make fun of her. Yes, of course, she absolutely needed that in her moment of distress. It's not like she was suddenly both an elf and a little girl, now, was it? Oh, oh wait, it was. Gritting her teeth angrily, the tiny blonde elven girl glared up at her currently very human and very unchanged friend. And then he had the audacity to pat her on the head like that. Sure, okay, the sensation of a hand coming down and brushing against her soft, silky hair felt somehow satisfying, but that didn't change the fact that this entire situation was outrageous and embarrassing and most of all infuriating! Akira's pale cheeks were flushed with her embarrassment as Aaron raised his hand away to keep talking...
... Guild cards, fine, okay. Sure, she'd do that. Right after this.
"Aaron-kun you idiot!"
Akira spun on her heel, her leg raising up and snapping out. Certainly, this body was small and frail, with no particular strength behind it. But a sharp kick to the back of the knees tended to stagger anyone, provided it made its connection.
Oh, that was really what she needed. For her friend to make fun of her. Yes, of course, she absolutely needed that in her moment of distress. It's not like she was suddenly both an elf and a little girl, now, was it? Oh, oh wait, it was. Gritting her teeth angrily, the tiny blonde elven girl glared up at her currently very human and very unchanged friend. And then he had the audacity to pat her on the head like that. Sure, okay, the sensation of a hand coming down and brushing against her soft, silky hair felt somehow satisfying, but that didn't change the fact that this entire situation was outrageous and embarrassing and most of all infuriating! Akira's pale cheeks were flushed with her embarrassment as Aaron raised his hand away to keep talking...
... Guild cards, fine, okay. Sure, she'd do that. Right after this.
"Aaron-kun you idiot!"
Akira spun on her heel, her leg raising up and snapping out. Certainly, this body was small and frail, with no particular strength behind it. But a sharp kick to the back of the knees tended to stagger anyone, provided it made its connection.
They keep control of themselves, yes.
I don't think anyone is policing the fairies.
"Foolishness like that," Veileena declared, in reference to the warring sides, "Is why I have no intention of returning it. I wanted to take it and keep it somewhere secret, buried. I'm sure my money could ensure somewhere impossible to uncover would be available."
She sighed. The dark-haired girl gave a short, confused look towards the food-obsessed knight that had approached her, but to others, well... they were treated with some surprise, to an extent. They trusted her, even if her relation to Phoran Cal. Perhaps people finally understood just how much she despised her father.
Fanilly approached the girl once more. There was no reason, in her mind, to suspect that any of it had been lies, especially once Tiral had offered his explanation of events. For that matter... Tiral had remained silent on such an important issue for so long. But now he had at last chosen to spoke, at least, and for the moment Fanilly did not desire to delay with admonishing him for remaining silent.
"As the others have stated, if you have any idea where the shard may be now, please, tell us," she said.
"If I had any idea I'd have already said so," Veileena responded, curtly, her pink eyes glaring back up at Fanilly. Her mood was rather sour at the moment, moreso then usual at least. "And unlike what the great oaf says, my plan was hardly half-cocked. My escort... may have suffered..."
Veileena trailed off for a few moments, her harsh expression softening somewhat. She averted her eyes from the bodies, but shook her head and looked up once more.
"But even if you hadn't arrived, there's no chance those bandits would have succeeded," she continued, "As long as I live, Haelstadt cannot lose."
The black knight simply bowed their head, slightly.
Fanilly gave the black knight a small look. What did Veileena mean? Well... regardless, it was important to look the bodies over. However, Sir Gillian had already said as much.
At first nothing impressive seemed to be on the bodies, but then...
A note that simply described that payment would be given upon the presentation of the 'Cal girl'.
Upon the note was a single, wide, crimson eye.
It was a symbol that anyone among the knights would recognize. It had been on a flag flown five years ago. It had been said to 'see the true evil behind the throne'. The last of those flags had burned five years ago.
The Flags of Phoran Cal's Rebellion.
She sighed. The dark-haired girl gave a short, confused look towards the food-obsessed knight that had approached her, but to others, well... they were treated with some surprise, to an extent. They trusted her, even if her relation to Phoran Cal. Perhaps people finally understood just how much she despised her father.
Fanilly approached the girl once more. There was no reason, in her mind, to suspect that any of it had been lies, especially once Tiral had offered his explanation of events. For that matter... Tiral had remained silent on such an important issue for so long. But now he had at last chosen to spoke, at least, and for the moment Fanilly did not desire to delay with admonishing him for remaining silent.
"As the others have stated, if you have any idea where the shard may be now, please, tell us," she said.
"If I had any idea I'd have already said so," Veileena responded, curtly, her pink eyes glaring back up at Fanilly. Her mood was rather sour at the moment, moreso then usual at least. "And unlike what the great oaf says, my plan was hardly half-cocked. My escort... may have suffered..."
Veileena trailed off for a few moments, her harsh expression softening somewhat. She averted her eyes from the bodies, but shook her head and looked up once more.
"But even if you hadn't arrived, there's no chance those bandits would have succeeded," she continued, "As long as I live, Haelstadt cannot lose."
The black knight simply bowed their head, slightly.
Fanilly gave the black knight a small look. What did Veileena mean? Well... regardless, it was important to look the bodies over. However, Sir Gillian had already said as much.
At first nothing impressive seemed to be on the bodies, but then...
A note that simply described that payment would be given upon the presentation of the 'Cal girl'.
Upon the note was a single, wide, crimson eye.
It was a symbol that anyone among the knights would recognize. It had been on a flag flown five years ago. It had been said to 'see the true evil behind the throne'. The last of those flags had burned five years ago.
The Flags of Phoran Cal's Rebellion.
... Very technically I guess?
It's a magical pocket dimension specifically tied to Earth, they're not like space aliens or something.
It's a magical pocket dimension specifically tied to Earth, they're not like space aliens or something.
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