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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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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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@Shiyonichi: Accepted.
@King Cosmos: Accepted.
@Shiyonichi: While I like the overall idea, I'm still finding myself a little concerned she'll be able to do too much too well.
@Shiyonichi: While I like the overall idea, I'm still finding myself a little concerned she'll be able to do too much too well.
As Fio followed along with the Queen, she let out a huff. Really, for someone saying she's Queen to behave like that...
She paused only briefly to call Mieka to her side, as at the moment the blonde-haired doll was the only one she felt was level-headed enough to accompany her, before continuing along behind Sorcha.
At the very least, the Queen took a far more royal bearing when they arrived.
That much she could approve of.
Mieka seated on her shoulder, the Sword Witch listened to the Queen's words. So villages were being razed on the border, then? Not only that, but it appeared that it was a midnight-skinned Fomorian who devoured human beings. An utterly vile individual deserving of not the slightest hint of mercy.
But perhaps even more concerning was the seeming disappearance of the Knight Elnith. There was a part of Fio, the more analytical part, that had desired on some level to understand the curse that had been placed on the lady knight. And perhaps, a desire to ensure that it did not consume her. Not only for Elnith herself, but for the wellbeing of those around her. Given the situation, it was difficult not to find the information that she had seemingly disappeared concerning.
And there was still the matter of these bandits, apparently led by the fomorian, to attend to.
It seemed as if that was where she would be taken. And in company of the Queen herself as well. Of course, this worked well with her desire to understand just who the Queen was and why she operated as she did, so there wasn't much to complain abou-
"Kuh!"
A hand striking her back. Immediately the petite witch stumbled, nearly falling forward before barely managing to catch herself, one hand flying to her shoulder to stop the surprised Mieka from careening downwards face-first.
Her other hand keeping her hat from falling off, the Fio cast a glare back over her shoulder as she straightened.
"... Certainly, she doesn't have anything to worry about," she began, her tone rather curt, "But I think I might if your idea of being thankful is nearly knocking me on my face. Hmph. Be more careful!"
@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99
She paused only briefly to call Mieka to her side, as at the moment the blonde-haired doll was the only one she felt was level-headed enough to accompany her, before continuing along behind Sorcha.
At the very least, the Queen took a far more royal bearing when they arrived.
That much she could approve of.
Mieka seated on her shoulder, the Sword Witch listened to the Queen's words. So villages were being razed on the border, then? Not only that, but it appeared that it was a midnight-skinned Fomorian who devoured human beings. An utterly vile individual deserving of not the slightest hint of mercy.
But perhaps even more concerning was the seeming disappearance of the Knight Elnith. There was a part of Fio, the more analytical part, that had desired on some level to understand the curse that had been placed on the lady knight. And perhaps, a desire to ensure that it did not consume her. Not only for Elnith herself, but for the wellbeing of those around her. Given the situation, it was difficult not to find the information that she had seemingly disappeared concerning.
And there was still the matter of these bandits, apparently led by the fomorian, to attend to.
It seemed as if that was where she would be taken. And in company of the Queen herself as well. Of course, this worked well with her desire to understand just who the Queen was and why she operated as she did, so there wasn't much to complain abou-
"Kuh!"
A hand striking her back. Immediately the petite witch stumbled, nearly falling forward before barely managing to catch herself, one hand flying to her shoulder to stop the surprised Mieka from careening downwards face-first.
Her other hand keeping her hat from falling off, the Fio cast a glare back over her shoulder as she straightened.
"... Certainly, she doesn't have anything to worry about," she began, her tone rather curt, "But I think I might if your idea of being thankful is nearly knocking me on my face. Hmph. Be more careful!"
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@Raineh Daze: Accepted.
@DDVicky: Accepted.
She had come here for the sake of understanding.
By the orders of her superiors, she had arrived to understand why Dawn had been attacked and its people slain. Why they had been reduced to this state.
And yet since she had arrived, she had been confronted with even more questions.
Seelay sighed, brushing her silvery hair back as she did, watching the proceedings in the town square. For some reason, the Goddess of the Moon had seen fit to speak with her. She hadn't the faintest idea why, and while an audience of sorts with the a deity was not exactly something to be shunned(in most cases at least) all it had done was make her even more confused about the events that had occurred here.
None of it made the slightest bit of sense to the elf. None of it was easily explained.
While puzzles could be fun, that wasn't the case when people's lives hung in the balance. Certainly these weren't her people, and she hadn't the slightest intention of remaining here once her duty was concluded. But at the same time, if she had to remain here for some time while conducting her investigation there would be no benefit in allowing the village to collapse even further. Additionally, such disregard for Dawn's plight would be callous.
Seelay was a proud hunter and guardian of the fey. She was not callous.
Besides, perhaps she could demonstrate the skills of a true hunter. Indeed, the thought of showing the fruits of her training made the elf's heart swell with pride.
The petite girl stepped forward, having been lingering outside of the crowd as she listened to the locals speak and discuss what needed to be done. She could at least commend them for having clear goals in mind. Only idiots would waffle about uncertainly as the situation grew more and more grim with every passing day.
"If you need help getting food, then you should look no further," she began, placing one hand to her chest, "There's no better hunter then I, Seelay of the Tamaln Forest."
Perhaps it was introducing herself by boasting as highly of her own capabilities as possible, but was it truly inappropriate? They needed all the help they could get, so wouldn't news that a skillful hunter had decided to directly assist them be a reason to rejoice?
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By the orders of her superiors, she had arrived to understand why Dawn had been attacked and its people slain. Why they had been reduced to this state.
And yet since she had arrived, she had been confronted with even more questions.
Seelay sighed, brushing her silvery hair back as she did, watching the proceedings in the town square. For some reason, the Goddess of the Moon had seen fit to speak with her. She hadn't the faintest idea why, and while an audience of sorts with the a deity was not exactly something to be shunned(in most cases at least) all it had done was make her even more confused about the events that had occurred here.
None of it made the slightest bit of sense to the elf. None of it was easily explained.
While puzzles could be fun, that wasn't the case when people's lives hung in the balance. Certainly these weren't her people, and she hadn't the slightest intention of remaining here once her duty was concluded. But at the same time, if she had to remain here for some time while conducting her investigation there would be no benefit in allowing the village to collapse even further. Additionally, such disregard for Dawn's plight would be callous.
Seelay was a proud hunter and guardian of the fey. She was not callous.
Besides, perhaps she could demonstrate the skills of a true hunter. Indeed, the thought of showing the fruits of her training made the elf's heart swell with pride.
The petite girl stepped forward, having been lingering outside of the crowd as she listened to the locals speak and discuss what needed to be done. She could at least commend them for having clear goals in mind. Only idiots would waffle about uncertainly as the situation grew more and more grim with every passing day.
"If you need help getting food, then you should look no further," she began, placing one hand to her chest, "There's no better hunter then I, Seelay of the Tamaln Forest."
Perhaps it was introducing herself by boasting as highly of her own capabilities as possible, but was it truly inappropriate? They needed all the help they could get, so wouldn't news that a skillful hunter had decided to directly assist them be a reason to rejoice?
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The birds seemed to perhaps sense that it was best not to try it. While animals were animals, and sufficient hunger could perhaps overpower a fear of the divine, it seemed as if they were not quite hungry enough to push their luck.
Flora watched as the meat rolled over the flames. She leaned somewhat closer, saying little, but it was rather obvious how she felt even before her stomach growled again.
The scent of the meat was rather gamey, as it cooked over the flame, but hardly unpleasant. It resembled the flesh of a mammal rather then a bird, though it was difficult to tell just what sort of creature it was. Still, it was likely that it would at least be filling if nothing else.
When the meat was ready to be served, however, something far more unusual then the animals both visible and not that were observing them seemed to emanate from the depths of the forest.
who
It was a voice that seemed to approach from everywhere at once, and yet at the same time had no clear source
divine scent hunters killers who
A presence, one somewhat familiar to the assembled, revived deities, could be detected. A spirit of the world, an entity below the divine and yet quite powerful in its own right.
It must have been attached to the forest.
divine scent, why are you?
As it spoke, its speech patterns seemed to become more coherent, as if it was long unused to talking.
divine scent, why are you here? why do you kill? time has passed, so long, and yet you come here and kill? tell us. tell nakri why
@Rune_Alchemist@Martian@Raineh Daze@Pyromania99@Click This
Flora watched as the meat rolled over the flames. She leaned somewhat closer, saying little, but it was rather obvious how she felt even before her stomach growled again.
The scent of the meat was rather gamey, as it cooked over the flame, but hardly unpleasant. It resembled the flesh of a mammal rather then a bird, though it was difficult to tell just what sort of creature it was. Still, it was likely that it would at least be filling if nothing else.
When the meat was ready to be served, however, something far more unusual then the animals both visible and not that were observing them seemed to emanate from the depths of the forest.
who
It was a voice that seemed to approach from everywhere at once, and yet at the same time had no clear source
divine scent hunters killers who
A presence, one somewhat familiar to the assembled, revived deities, could be detected. A spirit of the world, an entity below the divine and yet quite powerful in its own right.
It must have been attached to the forest.
divine scent, why are you?
As it spoke, its speech patterns seemed to become more coherent, as if it was long unused to talking.
divine scent, why are you here? why do you kill? time has passed, so long, and yet you come here and kill? tell us. tell nakri why
@Rune_Alchemist@Martian@Raineh Daze@Pyromania99@Click This
@FrogRFlowR: Given I'm splitting the cast into two groups, I think I still have room. Accepted.
@RolePlayerRoxas: As I've settled on how I'm going to handle these player numbers, accepted.
@The Irish Tree: Also accepted!
@LuckyBlackCat: Accepted!
@DDVicky: Happy to answer any further questions you have!
@The Irish Tree: Also accepted!
@LuckyBlackCat: Accepted!
@DDVicky: Happy to answer any further questions you have!
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