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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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"Tch."
An enchanted weapon, then? That explained a lot. At the very least, her efforts had tied the elder beast up, allowing Od to attempt to stop the monster in its tracks. Still, she was in trouble...
Raising her blade, Fio began to cast again. This time, she took greater stock of the battlefield, rather then focusing entirely on the beast and its rider. Indeed, that meant she caught sight of Luna's situation, surrounded by a considerable number of the idiot brigands.
"Of course. Hmph. I guess I'll bale you out, too," commented the Sword Witch as she began to cast. This time, she wasn't putting the most power into her blades as she recited their number and quality. Instead, she was just going to fire off as many as she could as quickly as she could. A rain of swords, sharp enough to be lethal to the average bandit with a direct hit, but otherwise weaker then her previous volleys.
She needed the numbers quickly, given the situation before it.
"And again. Once more... and-!"
Above her, dozens and dozens of magic circles had been conjured into existence, flashes of light like stars announcing the appearance of her phantom blades. There were thirty of them this time, their shapes spinning slightly as the air rippled around them.
"-Release!"
The air seemed to sing as the blades whistled past the small witch, this time aiming for around the great beast's feat. A direct hit, at the moment, seemed difficult to accomplish, but if she could distract and surprise the creature...
When she'd spent around twenty of her blades, Fio suddenly adjusted her aim and sent the remaining ten hurtling towards the bandits around Luna.
@Rune_Alchemist@A Lowly Wretch@Pyromania99
An enchanted weapon, then? That explained a lot. At the very least, her efforts had tied the elder beast up, allowing Od to attempt to stop the monster in its tracks. Still, she was in trouble...
Raising her blade, Fio began to cast again. This time, she took greater stock of the battlefield, rather then focusing entirely on the beast and its rider. Indeed, that meant she caught sight of Luna's situation, surrounded by a considerable number of the idiot brigands.
"Of course. Hmph. I guess I'll bale you out, too," commented the Sword Witch as she began to cast. This time, she wasn't putting the most power into her blades as she recited their number and quality. Instead, she was just going to fire off as many as she could as quickly as she could. A rain of swords, sharp enough to be lethal to the average bandit with a direct hit, but otherwise weaker then her previous volleys.
She needed the numbers quickly, given the situation before it.
"And again. Once more... and-!"
Above her, dozens and dozens of magic circles had been conjured into existence, flashes of light like stars announcing the appearance of her phantom blades. There were thirty of them this time, their shapes spinning slightly as the air rippled around them.
"-Release!"
The air seemed to sing as the blades whistled past the small witch, this time aiming for around the great beast's feat. A direct hit, at the moment, seemed difficult to accomplish, but if she could distract and surprise the creature...
When she'd spent around twenty of her blades, Fio suddenly adjusted her aim and sent the remaining ten hurtling towards the bandits around Luna.
@Rune_Alchemist@A Lowly Wretch@Pyromania99
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I'm going to approach this as if they were never around in the first place, I feel like that's best for smooth RPing.
As for updating, I'll do so in the next couple days!
As for updating, I'll do so in the next couple days!
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Co-GM here, that should probably be fine I would think.
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I guess I should, I'm just going to have to try and write around them disappearing.
Fio was not happy.
These bandits had someone like that on their side? Someone capable of magic like that, something akin to a spirit, wasting their time with a bunch of raiders and thieves?
When this was all over, she was going to give them a piece of her mind! But first it seemed as if there were considerably more pressing matters to attend to, a target far nearer and more immediately threatening.
The red-haired tuatha man riding what was doubtless an Elder Beast.
"For bandits, they have some awfully strong people on their side," complained the witch, as magical energy traveled up and down the edge of her sword, "But that's just going to make it all the more crushing when they lose!"
Thrusting the blade into the air, another magic circle formed above her, each layer gently rotating as the air seemed to ripple around it. Naturally, she was going to try and hit this one harder. He was riding an Elder Beast, so there was no guarantee that it would do any lasting damage.
But at the same time, a good, direct hit would stop him from attacking the gates and also slow him down for the followup.
"Sura," she began, as a humming sound filled the air, "A single phantom blade. Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Craft an sword of slaughtering that can pierce the sturdiest of armor."
Steadily, the shape of another sword of light emerged from the magic circle.
"Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Repeat Eight times. Become the light that pierces."
The sword grew brighter and brighter, almost like a miniature star hovering in the air.
She took aim. It was a stronger spell then her basic phantom blades, but there wasn't any time to pour further power into it.
Fio swung her blade down.
"Release!"
Immediately the brilliant phantom blade hurtled downwards, towards the man astride the Elder Beast.
@Rune_Alchemist
These bandits had someone like that on their side? Someone capable of magic like that, something akin to a spirit, wasting their time with a bunch of raiders and thieves?
When this was all over, she was going to give them a piece of her mind! But first it seemed as if there were considerably more pressing matters to attend to, a target far nearer and more immediately threatening.
The red-haired tuatha man riding what was doubtless an Elder Beast.
"For bandits, they have some awfully strong people on their side," complained the witch, as magical energy traveled up and down the edge of her sword, "But that's just going to make it all the more crushing when they lose!"
Thrusting the blade into the air, another magic circle formed above her, each layer gently rotating as the air seemed to ripple around it. Naturally, she was going to try and hit this one harder. He was riding an Elder Beast, so there was no guarantee that it would do any lasting damage.
But at the same time, a good, direct hit would stop him from attacking the gates and also slow him down for the followup.
"Sura," she began, as a humming sound filled the air, "A single phantom blade. Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Craft an sword of slaughtering that can pierce the sturdiest of armor."
Steadily, the shape of another sword of light emerged from the magic circle.
"Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Repeat Eight times. Become the light that pierces."
The sword grew brighter and brighter, almost like a miniature star hovering in the air.
She took aim. It was a stronger spell then her basic phantom blades, but there wasn't any time to pour further power into it.
Fio swung her blade down.
"Release!"
Immediately the brilliant phantom blade hurtled downwards, towards the man astride the Elder Beast.
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So I decided between updates in the RP I could do some lore dumping on the setting, particularly in relation to concepts or ideas that I've mentioned in the RP already.
This time I'm going to talk about the Vos Korvungand and the Battle of Fenna.
196 years prior to the current year, black-sailed boats landed on the southern shores of Thaln. Unfortunately for the people of Thaln, these were the Vos Korvungand. Bearing the names of northmen pirates in service of the long-fallen Kingdom of Talderia, the Vos Korvungand were vicious raiders who came in vast numbers aboard their black-sailed boats and had a vise-like grip on Eastern Barukstaed. They had traveled from Barukstaed, stopping briefly along the shores to mount smaller raids as they sailed towards their true prize. Their leader, the ambitious Eigurd Bearbiter, believed he could take advantage of Thaln's often volatile state to cut a path directly to the capital, sacking and conquering as he went. His plan from there was to pillage Aimlenn and slay the King and Queen. To this end, over 30,000 northmen arrived on Thaln's shores. Once the had established themselves, the plan was to contact further reinforcements via Bearbiter's sages.
At first they raided local settlements, destroying them and slaughtering or enslaving their people. But by far their most heinous act came when they attacked the City of Kyss, a religious and trading center of Thaln. They overwhelmed Kyss's defenses, pillaged many religious icons for themselves, and murdered the priestesses, taking the young Moonlit Child(a young girl chosen to convey symbolic blessings in Thaln and tied to one of Thaln's holidays) as a prisoner, believing the young girl to be among the valuable treasures of Kyss that could eventually be sold for great profit and that such a fate would be deeply demoralizing for the people of Thaln. Kyss was transformed into their base of operations in Thaln, its people forced into labor or murdered with the Moonlit Child used as leverage over any who would still attempt to resist.
But some escaped the sacking of Kyss, and fled north. While previously the Vos Korvungand had moved swiftly, their presence was now well known.
But at the time, the King's army was depleted from containing orcish raids to the north. And yet, the Iron Rose Knights, with Saint Elionne motivated by righteous fury, swiftly stepped in to take all 200 of their current members southwards to spearhead a counteroffensive. Though it would take some time to muster more soldiers, the knights departed immediately and without hesitation.
At the time, the Vos Korvungand had sent 15,000 of their men to attack the nearby city of Fenna. It was smaller and less well-defended then Kyss had been, and thus they believed it would be an easy victory.
They could not have been more wrong.
Even as Fenna's defenders seemed to be buckling, they were still holding out just enough to keep the Vos Korvungand forces, lead by Eigurd Bearbiter himself, at bay.
It was during a prolonged assault that the Iron Rose Knights arrived. Fully armored and astride armored horses, they attacked in a massed cavalry charge, taking the Vos Korvungand completely by surprise. A wall of steel crushed their right flank and tore through their forces in an utterly devastating blow to the attackers.
It only got worse for them from here.
The battle spiraled out of control as the Iron Rose Knights slew more and more of their number, and Fenna's defenders mounted their own counterattack. 15,000 began dwindle increasingly rapidly, and the true death blow to the attackers came when Saint Elionne killed Bearbiter, decapitating the pirate lord.
It is said that not a single Vos Korvungand survived the battle of Fenna, righteous vengeance having ensured that not a single was spared.
With the King's army arriving in the following days, a swift move was made to retake Kyss. The pirates were unprepared for the attack, and were soon crushed, the Moonlit Child and all remaining prisoners freed. Few Vos Korvungand remained to flee the shores of Thaln.
Many of the clergy had been beheaded and their heads used to adorn the walls of Kyss. They were taken down, and given a proper burial. so many had perished, and yet at the same time so many had been saved.
Kyss had been liberated, and the vicious pirates driven from Thaln's shores.
The Vos Korvungand were crushed utterly. So many of their number, including their leader, had died in a disastrous attempt to pillage the heart of Thaln. Their hold on Eastern Barukstard collapsed, and they vanished completely.
This time I'm going to talk about the Vos Korvungand and the Battle of Fenna.
196 years prior to the current year, black-sailed boats landed on the southern shores of Thaln. Unfortunately for the people of Thaln, these were the Vos Korvungand. Bearing the names of northmen pirates in service of the long-fallen Kingdom of Talderia, the Vos Korvungand were vicious raiders who came in vast numbers aboard their black-sailed boats and had a vise-like grip on Eastern Barukstaed. They had traveled from Barukstaed, stopping briefly along the shores to mount smaller raids as they sailed towards their true prize. Their leader, the ambitious Eigurd Bearbiter, believed he could take advantage of Thaln's often volatile state to cut a path directly to the capital, sacking and conquering as he went. His plan from there was to pillage Aimlenn and slay the King and Queen. To this end, over 30,000 northmen arrived on Thaln's shores. Once the had established themselves, the plan was to contact further reinforcements via Bearbiter's sages.
At first they raided local settlements, destroying them and slaughtering or enslaving their people. But by far their most heinous act came when they attacked the City of Kyss, a religious and trading center of Thaln. They overwhelmed Kyss's defenses, pillaged many religious icons for themselves, and murdered the priestesses, taking the young Moonlit Child(a young girl chosen to convey symbolic blessings in Thaln and tied to one of Thaln's holidays) as a prisoner, believing the young girl to be among the valuable treasures of Kyss that could eventually be sold for great profit and that such a fate would be deeply demoralizing for the people of Thaln. Kyss was transformed into their base of operations in Thaln, its people forced into labor or murdered with the Moonlit Child used as leverage over any who would still attempt to resist.
But some escaped the sacking of Kyss, and fled north. While previously the Vos Korvungand had moved swiftly, their presence was now well known.
But at the time, the King's army was depleted from containing orcish raids to the north. And yet, the Iron Rose Knights, with Saint Elionne motivated by righteous fury, swiftly stepped in to take all 200 of their current members southwards to spearhead a counteroffensive. Though it would take some time to muster more soldiers, the knights departed immediately and without hesitation.
At the time, the Vos Korvungand had sent 15,000 of their men to attack the nearby city of Fenna. It was smaller and less well-defended then Kyss had been, and thus they believed it would be an easy victory.
They could not have been more wrong.
Even as Fenna's defenders seemed to be buckling, they were still holding out just enough to keep the Vos Korvungand forces, lead by Eigurd Bearbiter himself, at bay.
It was during a prolonged assault that the Iron Rose Knights arrived. Fully armored and astride armored horses, they attacked in a massed cavalry charge, taking the Vos Korvungand completely by surprise. A wall of steel crushed their right flank and tore through their forces in an utterly devastating blow to the attackers.
It only got worse for them from here.
The battle spiraled out of control as the Iron Rose Knights slew more and more of their number, and Fenna's defenders mounted their own counterattack. 15,000 began dwindle increasingly rapidly, and the true death blow to the attackers came when Saint Elionne killed Bearbiter, decapitating the pirate lord.
It is said that not a single Vos Korvungand survived the battle of Fenna, righteous vengeance having ensured that not a single was spared.
With the King's army arriving in the following days, a swift move was made to retake Kyss. The pirates were unprepared for the attack, and were soon crushed, the Moonlit Child and all remaining prisoners freed. Few Vos Korvungand remained to flee the shores of Thaln.
Many of the clergy had been beheaded and their heads used to adorn the walls of Kyss. They were taken down, and given a proper burial. so many had perished, and yet at the same time so many had been saved.
Kyss had been liberated, and the vicious pirates driven from Thaln's shores.
The Vos Korvungand were crushed utterly. So many of their number, including their leader, had died in a disastrous attempt to pillage the heart of Thaln. Their hold on Eastern Barukstard collapsed, and they vanished completely.
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I'm a little concerned on that front.
The goblin's chattering was slowly fading into the darkness. It still sounded quite frantic, terrified even, at their situation. One of their leaders had just been slaughtered, perhaps the leader of this entire band of goblins. And now they were seemingly being pursued. While it first seemed as if there would be no-where for the orc-kin to go, but then it became clear there were crevices, gaps in the walls in some places, through which they were able to slip. Indeed, the buried temple was quite large in size, and rooms branched off on either side.
More disturbing was the sheer amount of bones now scattered across the floor. Somewhat reassuringly, they were extremely aged. While it still implied a tragedy, it was a distant one.
With that being said, the presence of the goblins meant that there had to be some kind of other access point to the buried temple. Additionally, there were multiple paths deeper, and while the goblins were fleeing in terror that didn't mean there were no further threats.
There were no signs of any relics here, so the only choice was to go deeper.
@Rune_Alchemist@Raineh Daze@Crimson Paladin@Zoey Boey
More disturbing was the sheer amount of bones now scattered across the floor. Somewhat reassuringly, they were extremely aged. While it still implied a tragedy, it was a distant one.
With that being said, the presence of the goblins meant that there had to be some kind of other access point to the buried temple. Additionally, there were multiple paths deeper, and while the goblins were fleeing in terror that didn't mean there were no further threats.
There were no signs of any relics here, so the only choice was to go deeper.
@Rune_Alchemist@Raineh Daze@Crimson Paladin@Zoey Boey
Her maidenhood? That was... what kind of subject was that to even...!
...
Sefira's worst fears were realized.
It wasn't as if she could have hid her predicament, that much was certain. But she had hoped, in some way, that maybe she would have had some kind of escape from this scenario. Maybe Kokoma would end up distracted somehow, so at the very least she could come to grips with her new form on her own.
That was not going to be the case.
Sefira stumbled over herself, the petite elf trying and failing to resist the shenke's efforts to drag her over to the river, then further in order to get her away from the other men. If that was it, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad, but-
"H-hey?!"
The starlight mage squirmed frantically, trying to pull away, but it was too late. Her clothing, down to her underwear, was cast aside, landing in a heap with an unpleasant squelching noise.
Immediately Sefira shut her eyes tightly, unprepared to face the truth of her new form. But shutting her eyes around this weird pervert was surely a terrible idea, wasn't it?
Reluctantly, she opened them again.
Well, there it was.
There was no denying it. No attempting to hide from it. This body was hers. This petite, slender, feminine body was her.
Given the fact she was still covered in goo and next to this weird pervert, there was little opportunity to adjust or even start trying to deal with the fact that this was her now. Not when Sefira feared some kind of overly enthusiastic washing targeted at making her feel as embarrassing as possible.
"... I-I... y-y-you..." she stammered, her cheeks flushed pink as she squirmed where she stood. Why couldn't she just have gotten time alone to adjust instead?!
@Rune_Alchemist@PKMNB0Y
...
Sefira's worst fears were realized.
It wasn't as if she could have hid her predicament, that much was certain. But she had hoped, in some way, that maybe she would have had some kind of escape from this scenario. Maybe Kokoma would end up distracted somehow, so at the very least she could come to grips with her new form on her own.
That was not going to be the case.
Sefira stumbled over herself, the petite elf trying and failing to resist the shenke's efforts to drag her over to the river, then further in order to get her away from the other men. If that was it, maybe it wouldn't have been so bad, but-
"H-hey?!"
The starlight mage squirmed frantically, trying to pull away, but it was too late. Her clothing, down to her underwear, was cast aside, landing in a heap with an unpleasant squelching noise.
Immediately Sefira shut her eyes tightly, unprepared to face the truth of her new form. But shutting her eyes around this weird pervert was surely a terrible idea, wasn't it?
Reluctantly, she opened them again.
Well, there it was.
There was no denying it. No attempting to hide from it. This body was hers. This petite, slender, feminine body was her.
Given the fact she was still covered in goo and next to this weird pervert, there was little opportunity to adjust or even start trying to deal with the fact that this was her now. Not when Sefira feared some kind of overly enthusiastic washing targeted at making her feel as embarrassing as possible.
"... I-I... y-y-you..." she stammered, her cheeks flushed pink as she squirmed where she stood. Why couldn't she just have gotten time alone to adjust instead?!
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