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Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Fanilly dismounted her white mare shortly before the knights arrived at the ruins, coming to a halt just as they reached the overlook. From this vantage point, the group was able to see over the ruins of Old Falthier. It had once been a castle of some renown, but that had been a long time ago. Now, what sat in the forest was crumbling grey walls, overgrown with moss and vines. And indeed, from here, it was clear there were a great deal of orcs positioned in the ruins. Several were guarding various entrances, while others milled about inside. There was no sign of the 'Dark Lady' or anything that could have been associated with her, but there were indeed parts of the ruins that could not be seen from this position. It was possible she was lurking somewhere in there.

"See? It's just like Feeree said!" Kopuro declared, nodding as she stood on a small rock, arms folded, "Even she can be reliable, sometimes!"

"It's not only sometimes..." Feeree half-heartedly protested, but it seemed as if this was something she was used to.

Fanilly narrowed her blue eyes slightly.

There was a lot of orcs, but they had defeated plenty previously. As intimidating as they could be, they were mostly untrained and savage, making up for skill with aggression and numbers. Their ability to slay orcs in great numbers had already been proven, by this point. But The presence of such a powerful mage meant it was for the best for them to be cautious.

It was best to disable and kill the orcs as quickly as possible.

"... We'll begin by flanking them and entering from the East and West entrances. Sir Tiral and myself will enter from the East, and Sir Tyaethe and Sir Indrau will enter from the west. Upon our entry, Sir Tiral will use a spell to freeze a wide area of the ground and disable the orcs. At least, as many as possible. This will allow us to kill them more quickly and, ideally, reach the Dark Lady before she has a chance to mount a counterattack."

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The children were now rather giggly, to say the least. The fact that someone like the Captain of the Iron Rose Knights had once been frightened of a deer was something they couldn't help but be amused by, even in the aftermath of the ferocious battle that had proven just what kind of force the knights were. A few of them, however, were heartened at this. Did that mean that any one of them could become a great knight, if someone who had lost a fight with a deer could become someone like the captain?

One girl, with short, messy brown hair, large green eyes, and freckles raised her hand into the air.

"Hey, hey!" she declared, "Does that mean I can be a knight too?! I'd definitely win against a deer, so if she can be captain I can be a knight!"

"Yeah!" declared a boy with black hair and a somewhat darker complexion, perhaps due to days out in the sun, "I wanna be a knight too!"

Soon, there were a large number of children clamoring for knighthood.

On top of that, another girl had appeared from nearby.

She wore a pointed travelling hat, and had bright green eyes and pale skin, with long, black hair.

"... Hello! Sir Knights?" she said, a little awkwardly. It seemed like she knew the knights had duties to attend to. But, then again, from her perspective it did look as if the knights were spending their time entertaining a bunch of children... "My friend Mae, she can't find her puppy, so... if you're not busy... she didn't want to ask herself..."

It was clear what she was asking. Perhaps Mae's parents were working to reinforce the walls and had been unable to look for her puppy. Something about this girl might have seemed oddly familiar, but there was likely nothing special about that, right?

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Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP (Interest Check)

Oh right interest!

Fate/esoterica

Saber

Once they reached the fence, Saber leaped and effortlessly cleared the fence as well, landing beside her Master. This was... the amusement park. It was a rather unique battlefield, if she was being honest. The rides and various stands and other buildings provided cover that wasn't quite the same as a battle in a forest. At the same time, there were also high vantage points, where a Servant in the Archer class could take advantage of having a viewpoint overlooking the battlefield in order to target their opponents more easily. In other words, it was a kind of give and take sort of location to stage a fight.

"It's not without its merits," began Saber, turning to face Isabelle as she spoke, "For example, the rides provide large and unique pieces of cover. However, they also provide a vantage point for an Archer-class Servant to position themselves on and attack from above. The same can be said of other Servants possessing high ranged capabilities."

This seemed like the best assessment the white-haired Servant could make of their surroundings.

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Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Saber

Saber's shoulders sagged, slightly. Had she misunderstood Caster's ability to create the pastries? Was she only capable of creating a small number at once? Ah... she had thought there would be something between the three of them that they would be able to trade with the stall owners here in order to receive some kind of food, but it seemed she was mistaken. There was no way she was about to demand the food from the man behind the stall when they were having their own struggles with getting meals, however, no matter how she wanted to try the fresh fish and meat preserved by the cold temperatures. Frowning to herself, the blonde knight focused on trying to think of some sort of solution. What could they possibly trade?

Perhaps they could collect something valuable in order to trade with them? After all, as Servants, they were capable of fighting far more dangerous enemies then the ordinary humans present here. They could cut their way through the undead and wolves and gather anything that the townsfolk might need.

That made sense, didn't it? There was the matter of ensuring that Caster and Lancer agreed to the matter, however...

It was at that moment, however, that their Master, Siegfried, and... another girl with the presence of a Servant approached?

"Master, Siegfried... and this is..."

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Caster

Well, this was certainly an assortment of heroes from all ages... two somewhat similar girls, though presumably the resemblance was a coincidence, a draconic girl... and an Archer of Japan, perhaps? For a few moments, Caster's vision lingered on certain features of the Archer and the shorter of the two blondes, her eyes narrowing. But now was no time to get irritated, she supposed. She was a Queen, and therefore she had to be above such things.

At least, right now. If she decided to abuse them over it later, they had no right complain.

"I am a Servant of the Caster class," Caster introduced herself, cocking her head slightly to the side, neglecting to mention her identity to the other Servants. She had said who she was only when she felt it was necessary in order to gain the trust of the Master and Siegfried. She didn't want an unnecessary fight, after all. "And... oh, you're in something of a bind, are you~? Very well. I shall graciously extend my generosity to you."

Caster spread her arms wide, grinning.

"Those undead might be trash, but they're all wearing some valuable items, aren't they? I'll send some of my toys to collect from those useless corpses, and bring them here. I'm certain that there will be something among the spoils that the townsfolk will take a liking to."

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Fanilly nodded.

It was a sound proposal, to her. Moving in a single large group would make them easy prey for another one of those offensive spells, like the one that had been fired into the battlefield during the defense of Brennan. Additionally, it would allow them to strike from multiple angles, making a defense more difficult to establish on part of the orcs defending the ruins. Ideally, they could cut through the defensive force relatively quickly before moving in to capture, or kill, the 'dark lady'. For the moment, the blonde knight was keeping the potential failures of their attack out of her mind. She had to focus on success, for the sake of her knights and of the people that she was here to protect.

"I believe Sir Indrau's proposal is for the best, and as such I will be dividing us into two teams for our advance," the young knight-captain began, "Each team should also move in somewhat loose formation, preventing her from targeting us easily."

"How many orcs?" said Feeree, "Ummm... A bunch, but not a ton!"

As she spoke, she illustratively spread her arms wide for 'a bunch' and as wide as she possibly could for 'a ton'. Expecting a fairy to be able to give accurate numbers when it came to enemy forces was, perhaps, somewhat silly.

Soon, however, the first sign of Old Falthier came into view. A crumbling, overgrown stone pillar... soon they would be able to see the rest of the ruins, from a vantage point that would prevent them from being immediately detected.

@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y@TheFake

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Mordred Pendragon

"Haaah?"

Mordred looked back over her shoulder. Oh, so one of the others had decided to follow her, huh?

"Hinanawi, right?" she asked, one hand shoved into her pocket as she took another bite of her candybar. It was exactly what she wanted, something sweet and chocolaty to get going. Maybe she'd stop somewhere to get a bigger meal later, too... But right now she had to address the tagalong. "I guess you can tag along, it'd get kinda boring wandering around by myself."

It was true. She had no idea where she was going, and while that was kind of fun in and of itself, that didn't exactly mean she was guaranteed to find anything to do. In fact, it kind of made that even less likely.

Of course, it was about that moment that she noticed the little vampire girl, her temporary Master, had shown up as well. Had she found the meeting that insufferably boring and irritating, too?

"Eh? Temporary Master?" Mordred asked, "You want something?"

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Heroes of Ironridge: A Fantasy Adventure RP

Aaaaah I keep forgetting I WILL have something posted tomorrow.

Fate/Alter Divergence

Mordred

"Yeah yeah, so sad, so sad," Mordred responded, waving her hand in a dismissive fashion. It was like a broken record with Sir Tristan. She did agree, however, that it was a shame that they weren't on different sides. After all, it was true. They didn't get to fight if they'd been summoned as allies. "I guess I agree with you, it's that the true heir to King Arthur can't kick your ass across this town."

It was true, in her heart, but that wasn't the only reason she had referred to herself like that. Mordred wanted to do her best to piss the other knight off as much as she possibly could. Giving him a rather sharp, vicious grin, she almost considered proposing that they spar at some point(so she could get the satisfaction of beating him into the ground, naturally), but she was interrupted when Caster suddenly offered her some tea, by complete surprise. It took the red knight off guard, and she awkwardly took the cup.

"Uh... yeah... sure...?"

For a few moments she stared at the, taken out of her irritation at seeing Tristan again. Then, she received mental communication fro. her Master, and she followed her to her seat.

'I'll just kick his ass if things go wrong! No problem!'

@KoL@Raineh Daze@Grey@PKMNB0Y

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Almost immediately on smelling the offering in the bag, the fairies flooded forward excitedly, surrounding Indrau immediately. There was a great deal of excited clamor from the miniscule girls, but eventually it was clear that Feeree and Kopuro were present, two frantic hands waving from the crowd as they tugged at the bag.

"Here! I'm here!" cried Kopuro's voice.

"Me too!" came Feeree's.

The two were allowed to flutter above their fellow fairies.

"Feeree nearly blew our cover, but we got a nice good look at them!" declared Kopuro, folding her arms with a look of triumph.

"It wasn't that bad, Kopuro..." protested Feeree, but the other fairy seemed not to pay any attention to her friend.

"The dark lady is still there! And there's some smelly orcs, too!" continued Kopuro with an eager nod, "She's doing something funny though, we could feel all the magic in the air, it felt like it was going to zap us!"

Fairies were uniquely sensitive to magic. Fanilly knew that much, at least. So if they felt like they were going to be harmed just by going close to Old Falthier... Just what was the dark lady doing, that was registering to the fairies so intensely?

"Feeree, Kopuro, can you lead us there?" she asked.

"Of course! But, um... I don't really want to get too close, I don't want to get zapped for real..." replied Kopuro. Feeree nodded as well.

"That's fine, we just need to get close," the blonde knight responded, before turning to the others.

"We'll have the fairies take us to a location where we can attack Old Falthier," she said, addressing the knights, "But to begin with... it's clear she must be planning something, attempting to cast some kind of spell... do you have any suggestions on our approach?"

With that, the fairies began to lead the way, with Feeree's promise that it wouldn't take long.

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Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Saber

Arturia sighed heavily. After a moments pause, she did her best to gently take both of her fellow Servants by the arm.

"We will be back momentarily," she said, simply, before guiding them a few meters away from the stall. It was best to conduct these matters quickly and without disrupting the man's business any further. Of course, Archer had arrived as well, and Arturia swiftly acknowledged her presence with a nod, and a look that made it clear she needed to remain focus.

"They are providing us with edible goods," she began, simply, "In spite of their own difficulties with food. Given they expect items traded in return, we should not attempt to provide them with a song-"

She glanced at Elizabeth. Her music would be more of a punishment then anything that could be called a 'service', anyway...

"-Nor... nor whatever it is you were attempting to suggest, Caster," the blonde knight said as she glanced towards Nero. "However, there is a simple solution. Caster, you are capable of producing an infinite amount of those pastries, are you not? Simply provide him with those in return for the food he is providing us with. It is an equal trade that will feed his family well, and will will receive the goods he is providing."