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Edit: Actually, if we discuss it here other people can offer their input more readily.
Edit: Actually, if we discuss it here other people can offer their input more readily.
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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.
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.
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Blushing in embarrassment, Akane took her upperclassmen's hand and allowed herself to be pulled up to her feet, fidgeting as she did. It looked like Katsura-senpai hadn't seen anything, thankfully... Akane tried to avoid letting out an audible sigh of relief. If she'd become a magical girl only to reveal herself the first day on the job... that was just too much! That was too big of a mistake, a huge screwup just after she finally got to achieve one of her biggest fantasies. Inwardly, some part of her believed that screwing up like that was inevitable, but she tried to brush that thought off.
"Ah-hahah, I guess I am..." Akane let out an awkward laugh, reaching back and nervously rubbing the back of her head as she did. Just because she was happy she managed to hide Melody didn't mean that she felt great about falling flat on her face right in front of an upperclassmen. That was embarrassing no matter what the circumstances were.
"Um..." she hesitated a moment, trying to choke back her embarrassment, "L... lead the way, senpai!"
"Ah-hahah, I guess I am..." Akane let out an awkward laugh, reaching back and nervously rubbing the back of her head as she did. Just because she was happy she managed to hide Melody didn't mean that she felt great about falling flat on her face right in front of an upperclassmen. That was embarrassing no matter what the circumstances were.
"Um..." she hesitated a moment, trying to choke back her embarrassment, "L... lead the way, senpai!"
At least she made the mistake early enough to avoid repeating it!
@PaulHaynek: Still interested?
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I'm not sure yet, it depends on who I get to GM. I've had two offers so far, one privately.
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@Hammerman: Well, um, everything? As in every fandom that works for something like this at least. ^^,
@PaulHaynek: I've had another offer made privately, too, I'm glad to see some people are interested in doing it. We'll have to see how things pan out though.
@PaulHaynek: I've had another offer made privately, too, I'm glad to see some people are interested in doing it. We'll have to see how things pan out though.
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Out of the two thieves, it was Bunny that spoke first.
"We were paid," she said, simply, "And it was enough that we couldn't ignore it. Even though we're thieves, we can't exactly just run off with that much money without doing what we received it for, can we?"
Grumbling, Kitty averted her eyes with her arms folded, making her feelings on the matter known before she even spoke. "I thought we could."
"Who is paying you?" Toshiko asked. That explained why it was such an unusual theft the pair of girls. It wasn't something they had wanted to steal for the spectacle of it, it was something they had stolen because they wanted to be paid, and it was an amount of money that neither of them could simply ignore. "You must have some kind of name."
"He was an older man," Kitty spoke up this time, with a huff, "Kind of a creep, I'm pretty sure he was a Daidouji himself, too. He knew an awful lot about the layout of that mansion. Like he'd lived there or something."
"We were paid," she said, simply, "And it was enough that we couldn't ignore it. Even though we're thieves, we can't exactly just run off with that much money without doing what we received it for, can we?"
Grumbling, Kitty averted her eyes with her arms folded, making her feelings on the matter known before she even spoke. "I thought we could."
"Who is paying you?" Toshiko asked. That explained why it was such an unusual theft the pair of girls. It wasn't something they had wanted to steal for the spectacle of it, it was something they had stolen because they wanted to be paid, and it was an amount of money that neither of them could simply ignore. "You must have some kind of name."
"He was an older man," Kitty spoke up this time, with a huff, "Kind of a creep, I'm pretty sure he was a Daidouji himself, too. He knew an awful lot about the layout of that mansion. Like he'd lived there or something."
The bandit girl was terrified out of her wits. She'd been told that it would be an easy job. No-one would be hurt. No-one would have to die. Her weapons didn't have a drop of blood on them. She'd just joined up with this group, she'd never even killed anyone in her life. It seemed like the gods had chosen to frown upon her, however, and immediately things plummeted lower then the black pit.
"L-look, er, I... I d-don't know okay? I j-just joined up er..." the girl squirmed. Her broken leg hurt so bad. She'd never broken anything before. Was this, too, some kind of punishment from the gods? For what? What did she-okay, sure, being part of a kidnapping attempt was bad, but she didn't think that the intent was to kill her or anything right? Ransom and return home safe, right? Nobles ate up that kind of thing... right? "The boss said we had to do this and we did, o-okay? I b-barely knew him, and he's the dead guy you just got that note from. M-my knife's not even bloody, o-okay? I just thought this would be a ransom, no-one hurt. I d-didn't even fight the guards, I got freaked out! P-please don't cut my head off okay? I l-like my head."
She was babbling nonsense, mostly out of fear.
The moment Tyaethe went for the girl, Fanilly quickly followed. She could not have one of her knights slay a wounded prisoner. Even if she was fairly certain the paladin would not carry out the sordid deed, she still couldn't stand by. If there was the slimmest chance... it seemed Indrau had the same idea, interposing himself between the two. Still, the fact that there remained some remnants of Phoran Cal's rebellion lurking somewhere. But why pursue his daughter? What was the purpose? Was it because of her own intention to take the shard to keep it safe?
"Sir Tyaethe," Fanilly began, her voice level, "Even if she was working with remnants of Cal's Rebellion, we cannot-"
She was interrupted when an arrow struck the Paladin's armor. Before she could even begin to admonish Umbra, Gillian spoke... saying that Tyaethe's death would have been a favor.
For a few moments, the young Captain of the Iron Roses was silent.
"... That's enough!" Fanilly snapped, finally, "What do you think this achieves?! Attacking one another?! Wishing death on one another?! What kind of knights are you?! We are the Iron Roses! We stand for justice, we stand for the defense of the innocent, don't we?!"
Her trembling fist was clutched tightly.
"Attacking one another, wishing death on one another..." The blonde-haired girl could no longer take it, "Why?! This... this infighting can't go on! This girl-"
Fanilly gestured to the wounded bandit, who seized up in fear.
"-Will not die here, slain while defenseless," she declared. The bandit girl let out a sigh of relief. "And no longer will we attack one another. No longer will we say such terrible things about one another! We are the Iron Roses, and this will carry on no longer!"
Fanilly lowered her hand, trembling.
For a few moments, Veileena Cal was silent. Then, she folded her arms and let out a sigh.
"How disorganized," she complained, before eyeing the knight who had spoken about her family. "You're an idiot. I'm the only remaining member of my family living anywhere nearby."
Her gaze shifted to a glare at Sult. At least the other sister was holding her back, now.
"... Stop her earlier, next time," she complained once more, though really she hoped there would be no next time. "Just listening to her is embarrassing."
Finally, in spite of all the commotion, Tiral's scrying attempt went off relatively well. The images that were displayed, however, were hazy and difficult to discern. A clearing, some sort of shrine...? The briefest glimpse of a dark, cloaked figure...
The clearing, however, was likely recognizable to at least a few knights. The oldest shrine to Mayon in Thaln, a aged stone structure standing alone... its Reon counterpart stood not far off, positioned in a spot that caught the sunlight just as well as the Mayon shrine caught the moonlight.
"L-look, er, I... I d-don't know okay? I j-just joined up er..." the girl squirmed. Her broken leg hurt so bad. She'd never broken anything before. Was this, too, some kind of punishment from the gods? For what? What did she-okay, sure, being part of a kidnapping attempt was bad, but she didn't think that the intent was to kill her or anything right? Ransom and return home safe, right? Nobles ate up that kind of thing... right? "The boss said we had to do this and we did, o-okay? I b-barely knew him, and he's the dead guy you just got that note from. M-my knife's not even bloody, o-okay? I just thought this would be a ransom, no-one hurt. I d-didn't even fight the guards, I got freaked out! P-please don't cut my head off okay? I l-like my head."
She was babbling nonsense, mostly out of fear.
The moment Tyaethe went for the girl, Fanilly quickly followed. She could not have one of her knights slay a wounded prisoner. Even if she was fairly certain the paladin would not carry out the sordid deed, she still couldn't stand by. If there was the slimmest chance... it seemed Indrau had the same idea, interposing himself between the two. Still, the fact that there remained some remnants of Phoran Cal's rebellion lurking somewhere. But why pursue his daughter? What was the purpose? Was it because of her own intention to take the shard to keep it safe?
"Sir Tyaethe," Fanilly began, her voice level, "Even if she was working with remnants of Cal's Rebellion, we cannot-"
She was interrupted when an arrow struck the Paladin's armor. Before she could even begin to admonish Umbra, Gillian spoke... saying that Tyaethe's death would have been a favor.
For a few moments, the young Captain of the Iron Roses was silent.
"... That's enough!" Fanilly snapped, finally, "What do you think this achieves?! Attacking one another?! Wishing death on one another?! What kind of knights are you?! We are the Iron Roses! We stand for justice, we stand for the defense of the innocent, don't we?!"
Her trembling fist was clutched tightly.
"Attacking one another, wishing death on one another..." The blonde-haired girl could no longer take it, "Why?! This... this infighting can't go on! This girl-"
Fanilly gestured to the wounded bandit, who seized up in fear.
"-Will not die here, slain while defenseless," she declared. The bandit girl let out a sigh of relief. "And no longer will we attack one another. No longer will we say such terrible things about one another! We are the Iron Roses, and this will carry on no longer!"
Fanilly lowered her hand, trembling.
For a few moments, Veileena Cal was silent. Then, she folded her arms and let out a sigh.
"How disorganized," she complained, before eyeing the knight who had spoken about her family. "You're an idiot. I'm the only remaining member of my family living anywhere nearby."
Her gaze shifted to a glare at Sult. At least the other sister was holding her back, now.
"... Stop her earlier, next time," she complained once more, though really she hoped there would be no next time. "Just listening to her is embarrassing."
Finally, in spite of all the commotion, Tiral's scrying attempt went off relatively well. The images that were displayed, however, were hazy and difficult to discern. A clearing, some sort of shrine...? The briefest glimpse of a dark, cloaked figure...
The clearing, however, was likely recognizable to at least a few knights. The oldest shrine to Mayon in Thaln, a aged stone structure standing alone... its Reon counterpart stood not far off, positioned in a spot that caught the sunlight just as well as the Mayon shrine caught the moonlight.
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