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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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To say the disassembly of the spell that had been inflicted on the Earl was easy would be wrong.
To say it was difficult, however...
It seemed like the sigil was coming apart far, far easier then expected, given the power behind it, the nature of the spell itself, and how long it had been inflicted. It was almost as if it had been made with the knowledge that it would be taken apart... As if its chief purpose was perhaps less to do with obfuscating the Earl's ability to see anything related to battle and more to simply provide a distraction and delay for anyone who appeared to help.
That being said, it was difficult to discern the motivation of someone who they hadn't even seen yet.
The Earl himself groaned, clutching at the side of his head.
"... I'm being patient, but whatever you're doing is causing me a wicked headache," he complained, "Is there any point to thi..."
He trailed off. After a few moments, he shut and closed his eyed, blinking.
"Earl Achter?" Fanilly asked, stepping forward with some level of hope. As the sigil was steadily coming apart, she was hoping, wishing that the attempt to deconstruct it was working.
"I... see... I don't know, everything is far too blurry, and this pain in my skull is growing unbearable," the Earl responded, wincing. Fanilly winced as well. Was it possible the spell wasn't working as well as it seemed? The blonde knight couldn't truly ask Cymbeline, not when she was concerned about interrupting the countermeasures the half-nem mage was putting into play. Fanilly didn't know particularly much about magic, but she knew that it required focus when it came to such delicate things.
After what seemed like forever, the last portions of the symbol on the Earl's forehead suddenly seemed to crack, before drifting away from his skin, dissipating into the air.
It was at this moment that the Earl slumped weakly into his seat.
"Earl Achter?!" Fanilly rushed to his side, and was relieved to see his eyes flutter back open... and then...
"Ugh... my head... ah...?"
He stared at the Knight-Captain's armor.
"Where... did all that blood come from...? Captain Danbalion...?"
Klaus's investigation turned up... nothing at all. There wasn't anything amiss whatsoever. It was possible the little girl had simply gone back into town, scared of the crystal.
@Crusader Lord@Crimson Paladin@TheFake@Raineh Daze@Noodles@PKMNB0Y
To say it was difficult, however...
It seemed like the sigil was coming apart far, far easier then expected, given the power behind it, the nature of the spell itself, and how long it had been inflicted. It was almost as if it had been made with the knowledge that it would be taken apart... As if its chief purpose was perhaps less to do with obfuscating the Earl's ability to see anything related to battle and more to simply provide a distraction and delay for anyone who appeared to help.
That being said, it was difficult to discern the motivation of someone who they hadn't even seen yet.
The Earl himself groaned, clutching at the side of his head.
"... I'm being patient, but whatever you're doing is causing me a wicked headache," he complained, "Is there any point to thi..."
He trailed off. After a few moments, he shut and closed his eyed, blinking.
"Earl Achter?" Fanilly asked, stepping forward with some level of hope. As the sigil was steadily coming apart, she was hoping, wishing that the attempt to deconstruct it was working.
"I... see... I don't know, everything is far too blurry, and this pain in my skull is growing unbearable," the Earl responded, wincing. Fanilly winced as well. Was it possible the spell wasn't working as well as it seemed? The blonde knight couldn't truly ask Cymbeline, not when she was concerned about interrupting the countermeasures the half-nem mage was putting into play. Fanilly didn't know particularly much about magic, but she knew that it required focus when it came to such delicate things.
After what seemed like forever, the last portions of the symbol on the Earl's forehead suddenly seemed to crack, before drifting away from his skin, dissipating into the air.
It was at this moment that the Earl slumped weakly into his seat.
"Earl Achter?!" Fanilly rushed to his side, and was relieved to see his eyes flutter back open... and then...
"Ugh... my head... ah...?"
He stared at the Knight-Captain's armor.
"Where... did all that blood come from...? Captain Danbalion...?"
Klaus's investigation turned up... nothing at all. There wasn't anything amiss whatsoever. It was possible the little girl had simply gone back into town, scared of the crystal.
@Crusader Lord@Crimson Paladin@TheFake@Raineh Daze@Noodles@PKMNB0Y
Saber glanced up, surprised, as flames immediately washed over her. However, they never touched her. A barrier seemed to suddenly come into view, Arturia's A-Rank magic resistance nullifying any effect the fire may have had, even as it melted the snow away around her. Even if it hadn't proven harmful to her, the knight couldn't help but feel that a move like that was potentially rather reckless. Effective, but... reckless. There wasn't time to mention that, however. The single remaining wolf fled, howling, but in its wake there came a large number of undead, rising from the earth.
There wasn't any room for hesitation, nor was there any reason to hesitate. The sword-wielding Servant immediately burst forward and pierced one of the first undead through the chest. As she did, light suddenly swirled around her blade.
"Haaaaah!"
They released in an instant, light erupting forward, ripping the zombie on her blade to pieces, vaporizing much of it as the beam tore through the air and blasted apart multiple undead on its way. The King of Knights didn't pause there for a moment, hacking apart another of the undead as it advanced, dashing to the side and cutting away at the frozen, animated corpses with each moment. The latest of the undead was pierced through its stomach before Arturia swung the sword violently upward, cleaving its body in half from the waist upward and allowing the corpse to fall to the side.
"I will not allow a single one of these animated dead to reach the town walls!" Saber declared. It was not a matter of the danger. Even if they did, the other defenders would take care of them. But her pride as a knight pushed her further, to do everything she could to prevent even one of the corpses from threatening a single person.
There wasn't any room for hesitation, nor was there any reason to hesitate. The sword-wielding Servant immediately burst forward and pierced one of the first undead through the chest. As she did, light suddenly swirled around her blade.
"Haaaaah!"
They released in an instant, light erupting forward, ripping the zombie on her blade to pieces, vaporizing much of it as the beam tore through the air and blasted apart multiple undead on its way. The King of Knights didn't pause there for a moment, hacking apart another of the undead as it advanced, dashing to the side and cutting away at the frozen, animated corpses with each moment. The latest of the undead was pierced through its stomach before Arturia swung the sword violently upward, cleaving its body in half from the waist upward and allowing the corpse to fall to the side.
"I will not allow a single one of these animated dead to reach the town walls!" Saber declared. It was not a matter of the danger. Even if they did, the other defenders would take care of them. But her pride as a knight pushed her further, to do everything she could to prevent even one of the corpses from threatening a single person.
Konpaku Youmu
"I agree, I don't think Yakumo-sama would consider allying with anyone intending to do something like that," Youmu added. Yuyuko-sama had the right idea about that, for certain. That did leave the question of what exactly it was that Yakumo-sama and the military uniform girl intended, however. The truth was that it still made Youmu rather concerned. Simply knowing that Yakumo-sama didn't intend anything so dire still didn't mean that she wasn't planning... something, especially when the situation was so unusual.
"Ah, thank you, Yuyuko-sama..."
Taking a seat beside her Mistress, Youmu transitioned to looking over the menu, for now...
@PKMNB0Y@Crusader Lord@KoL
Mordred
"All that time I spent chasing that thing, and you finally decide to show up and stop it just like that?" Mordred commented, eyeing her temporary Master as she did. She was a bit grumpy, mostly due to having to deal with that idiot, but this likely would have been a much faster mission if Evangeline had participated from the start. Her icy prison ability seemed to be tailor made to dealing with something like this. Not that Mordred doubted she could have handled it herself, however.
Of course she could
Resting Clarent on her shoulder, the red knight approached the transport nevertheless.
@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze
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Even as the fight continued, even as Vita attempted to get her bearings...
Someone else had joined the fray. Though not to join the fight itself. Rather, her target was different, and her goals far less combative.
Beside Priscilla was a strange sound, the scattered appearance of what almost appeared to be blue cubes, as a figure emerged from absolutely nothing...
There was a tall hat on her head, her outfit a stylized military uniform as she straightened, a curtain of silvery-white hair behind her. On her face was a small smile.
"Hello, Priscilla-dono," Altair began, bowing her head slightly, "Allow me to invite you to learn the truth of your situation."
Without waiting for the half-dragon's response, she drifted into the air and took a hold of the giant girl's hand, preparing to spirit her away as swiftly as she had first appeared.
@TheFake@KoL@PKMNB0Y
Thankfully, while things had looked incredibly grim, it did not appear that the intention was to cause an explosion, on part of the one who had inflicted the sigil onto the earl at least. The crystal, now a deep shade of inky black, simply oscillated in place without doing anything else. Rather then having become explosive, it seemed it had just been tainted by the essence of the spell it had been created to analyze. Still, setting up measures in case something was wrong was likely a wise idea. There was no telling what that inky black substance encased in the icy chamber really was, or what it would do if it escaped.
Fanilly eyed the sigil nervously. Her knowledge of magic was hardly particularly vast, given she had no real talent when it came to the art. However, she could tell that such a symbol was likely the source of the obfuscation that had been placed on the Earl of Brennan. The man himself seemed baffled by the attention, as if he couldn't even recognize any of it had to do with him.
"What is all this about, anyway?" he complained, with a frown, "And what is that black thing?"
Fanilly grimaced. How could she explain this to him, when it didn't seem like he was capable of recognizing what was occurring as long as the sigil was in place?
"Your grace," she began, "There is... a... a spell has been cast, and we are trying to remove it."
She winced. That was hardly the kind of explanation it seemed like he would except, and the Earl's frown cemented that. However, he made no further moves, for the moment.
"Dame Lockhart," she began, turning towards the mage of the two twins, "Only proceed if your actions do not risk the Earl's life. If it's too dangerous, we may have to try and get in contact with the college, or find this... Dark Lady, ourselves."
There was an air of apprehension in the earl's court. No-one knew quite what to do, or how anything would turn out.
The young girl with the big hat seemed to have quickly fled. It was quite likely she had been scared off by the crystal.
Then... a voice, in Cymbeline's ear.
"Don't try to move it. Get rid of it without moving it. Moving it will only make things worse."
And yet, there was no-one there.
@Crusader Lord@Crimson Paladin@TheFake@Raineh Daze@Noodles@PKMNB0Y
Fanilly eyed the sigil nervously. Her knowledge of magic was hardly particularly vast, given she had no real talent when it came to the art. However, she could tell that such a symbol was likely the source of the obfuscation that had been placed on the Earl of Brennan. The man himself seemed baffled by the attention, as if he couldn't even recognize any of it had to do with him.
"What is all this about, anyway?" he complained, with a frown, "And what is that black thing?"
Fanilly grimaced. How could she explain this to him, when it didn't seem like he was capable of recognizing what was occurring as long as the sigil was in place?
"Your grace," she began, "There is... a... a spell has been cast, and we are trying to remove it."
She winced. That was hardly the kind of explanation it seemed like he would except, and the Earl's frown cemented that. However, he made no further moves, for the moment.
"Dame Lockhart," she began, turning towards the mage of the two twins, "Only proceed if your actions do not risk the Earl's life. If it's too dangerous, we may have to try and get in contact with the college, or find this... Dark Lady, ourselves."
There was an air of apprehension in the earl's court. No-one knew quite what to do, or how anything would turn out.
The young girl with the big hat seemed to have quickly fled. It was quite likely she had been scared off by the crystal.
Then... a voice, in Cymbeline's ear.
"Don't try to move it. Get rid of it without moving it. Moving it will only make things worse."
And yet, there was no-one there.
@Crusader Lord@Crimson Paladin@TheFake@Raineh Daze@Noodles@PKMNB0Y
Saber
Saber hesitated for a few moments. Indeed, her Lord's words were hardly inaccurate. There was no way another Servant would initiate a battle here, unless they felt they could take the entire war as well as the forces of both the Mage Association and the Church. To be frank with herself, the white-haired girl doubted that would be the case unless both Master and Servant were... unhinged, to say the least. That being said, she couldn't help but feel somewhat wary now that she knew there was an enemy pair in this building. The mind of a warrior quickly analyzed the possible outcomes.
They could, theoretically, part ways without coming into direct contact at this point. It wasn't impossible, but it was unlikely. It was also possible they could be attacked immediately, which was extremely unlikely for the reasons that her Lord had discussed. That left a few different possibilities. That the opponent could attempt to engineer a situation in which a fight could commence undetected, or that they could attempt to organize a different outcome then battle.
Regardless, Saber couldn't help but be wary.
"Very well, my Lord," she replied, bowing her head slightly as she spoke. And yet...
"... My Lord, I smell something... burning?"
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Caster
Interesting... Her Master's handiwork was skillful, as it now appeared as if the woman and her child were her immediate family. It was difficult for anyone to recognize that they were not, and therefore that allowed for them to approach the Church with subtlety. It was unlikely a random family would be attacked, even if a Servant's presence was detected. After all, simply detecting a Servant's presence near a group of seemingly unrelated individuals hardly indicated that one of those people must be a Master. It was an effective plan. Ruthless on part of the family, but they were not dead. It was a well-constructed ruse.
Interesting, Master, she commented, Quite ruthless, but interesting. There is little reason to suspect that any of the other Masters would attack a family at random.
And so, still dematerialized, Caster followed her Master and her little faked family.
Within the Church would be whatever individual had been appointed as Overseer...
@KoL@Crusader Lord@Raineh Daze@RolePlayerRoxas
Siegfried's words... the summoning system employed here provided knowledge much in the way that the Grail did in the past. As a result, the knowledge of heroes that Arturia had never heard of in life was as easily recalled as the meal she had eaten earlier in the day. And the name Sigurd... a spear-wielding warrior woman lamenting the name of Sigurd. It wasn't difficult, via process of elimination, identifying who the corrupted Lancer could be...
But there was little more time to converse. The wolves that the dragonslayer mentioned were already making their way towards the town, and it was her duty to put a stop to their advance. Even if her Master had not ordered such a thing.
"Yes, Master," she said, swiftly, reminding herself to mention the matter of the Lancer's potential identity before immediately breaking into a sprint towards the advancing silhouettes. They were large, dangerous beasts, undeniably, but that did not mean anything when it came to a knight. She would fight regardless of the opponent.
The moment the blonde girl came within striking range of one of the wolves, she raised Excalibur and brought it down, aiming to cut the beast completely in half by surprise.
But there was little more time to converse. The wolves that the dragonslayer mentioned were already making their way towards the town, and it was her duty to put a stop to their advance. Even if her Master had not ordered such a thing.
"Yes, Master," she said, swiftly, reminding herself to mention the matter of the Lancer's potential identity before immediately breaking into a sprint towards the advancing silhouettes. They were large, dangerous beasts, undeniably, but that did not mean anything when it came to a knight. She would fight regardless of the opponent.
The moment the blonde girl came within striking range of one of the wolves, she raised Excalibur and brought it down, aiming to cut the beast completely in half by surprise.
Arms still folded across her chest, Hikari turned once again to face the foreigner girl.
"Hmph... I could be a lot meaner if you want," she replied, with a frown. "You were the one who charged into me, after all. As far as I'm concerned, that's a lot more rude then anything I've said."
In the small redhead's mind, her rather sharp response to the accidental collision would serve the purpose of chastising the taller girl for knocking her over, as well as hopefully serving as a warning against doing such a thing again. After all, it was pretty unlikely anyone would respond too well to some... big girl walking into them. Yeah... Hikari tried to ignore the pang of jealousy as she noticed the other girl was, well, obviously not the size of a child and instead focus on the present. "What were you doing, anyway, that left you in such a hurry that you didn't even see me walking?"
@TheFake
"Hmph... I could be a lot meaner if you want," she replied, with a frown. "You were the one who charged into me, after all. As far as I'm concerned, that's a lot more rude then anything I've said."
In the small redhead's mind, her rather sharp response to the accidental collision would serve the purpose of chastising the taller girl for knocking her over, as well as hopefully serving as a warning against doing such a thing again. After all, it was pretty unlikely anyone would respond too well to some... big girl walking into them. Yeah... Hikari tried to ignore the pang of jealousy as she noticed the other girl was, well, obviously not the size of a child and instead focus on the present. "What were you doing, anyway, that left you in such a hurry that you didn't even see me walking?"
@TheFake
So the local fairies had appeared, and spoken of a dark woman? Fanilly had encountered fairies a few times as a child. They were harmless pranksters in most situations, though they had a fondness for theft when it came to anything remotely shiny or interesting. Thankfully, given their size, it was difficult for them to make off with anything larger then a thimble on their own. Though this had lead to a rather... amusing incident where a pair of fairies stole her father's coinpurse. They hadn't made it far, but she recalled her father's chastisement of the tiny creatures somewhat fondly due to how ridiculous the situation was. Now, however, wasn't the time for such stories.
"If she's made herself a base in the ruins of Old Falthier..." she paused. Old Falthier was known to have once been owned by a mage, though little remained. Perhaps there was more to it then simple convenience? Moreover, the possibility that this had been some kind of trick was seeming more and more likely the more that the knight-captain learned of the situation. "... We should be wary, there could be more to her choice of location. Especially given how she has seemed to have planned for this so far..."
As for speaking to the orcs... it wasn't unheard of. Fanilly knew of unsavory folk, slavers and bandits, who at times made dealings with the savage race. But working so closely with them on a raid was strange.
"As far as I'm aware, nothing has been left behind to the Earl, but-"
The blonde girl cut herself off when she caught sight of the ice crystal that Tiral had created began to change. It was filling with ptch black, an almost impenetrable darkness that immediately dyed this ice in midnight. As it did, something slowly began to appear on the bewildered Earl's forehead.
"My, that crystal seems foreboding..." he commented, unaware of the dark sigil that was appearing. "All of this over a kind visitor, too..."
Much of the court had fallen silent at the sight of the now-black ice crystal, and the symbol that had appeared on the Earl's forehead. It was a magic sigil, of course, branded there in order to seal the curse and then hidden with an illusion, one that had been pierced by Tiral's analysis.
Moments earlier, however...
"Only a few is still a lot, when it comes to trolls. I bet you saved a lot of people from them!" the young girl said, with a smile, attempting to reach up and pat Tyaethe on the head in a congratulatory fashion. Only to realize this was much more difficult then she may have expected, hopping futilely a few times before giving up entirely.
"... Well... well... thank you!" she declared, and was about to say something else... until she, too, caught sight of the black crystal. For a moment she watched it silently.
@Crusader Lord@Crimson Paladin@TheFake@Raineh Daze@Noodles@PKMNB0Y
"If she's made herself a base in the ruins of Old Falthier..." she paused. Old Falthier was known to have once been owned by a mage, though little remained. Perhaps there was more to it then simple convenience? Moreover, the possibility that this had been some kind of trick was seeming more and more likely the more that the knight-captain learned of the situation. "... We should be wary, there could be more to her choice of location. Especially given how she has seemed to have planned for this so far..."
As for speaking to the orcs... it wasn't unheard of. Fanilly knew of unsavory folk, slavers and bandits, who at times made dealings with the savage race. But working so closely with them on a raid was strange.
"As far as I'm aware, nothing has been left behind to the Earl, but-"
The blonde girl cut herself off when she caught sight of the ice crystal that Tiral had created began to change. It was filling with ptch black, an almost impenetrable darkness that immediately dyed this ice in midnight. As it did, something slowly began to appear on the bewildered Earl's forehead.
"My, that crystal seems foreboding..." he commented, unaware of the dark sigil that was appearing. "All of this over a kind visitor, too..."
Much of the court had fallen silent at the sight of the now-black ice crystal, and the symbol that had appeared on the Earl's forehead. It was a magic sigil, of course, branded there in order to seal the curse and then hidden with an illusion, one that had been pierced by Tiral's analysis.
Moments earlier, however...
"Only a few is still a lot, when it comes to trolls. I bet you saved a lot of people from them!" the young girl said, with a smile, attempting to reach up and pat Tyaethe on the head in a congratulatory fashion. Only to realize this was much more difficult then she may have expected, hopping futilely a few times before giving up entirely.
"... Well... well... thank you!" she declared, and was about to say something else... until she, too, caught sight of the black crystal. For a moment she watched it silently.
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