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Some skill concepts here... They're all up for discussion, edits, or outright denial. Figured I'd just throw some ideas at the wall and see what sticks!





right make sure to run any skills by me first if they're not very minor.


Will do! I'm going to bed now but I'll brainstorm while I'm still awake. :D

Roughly what level would Auriel be in comparison to the heroes? She was already a higher level than them, and I would imagine that she'd be getting less EXP proportionately to them. On that note... How many more skills would be okay to add?
In the next few days I'm going to go over Auriel's character sheet and do some touching up to it. Gonna tweak with the backstory stuff a bit to better fit things that I have written in character. Also she's probably behind on the levelling a bit.
@WhoamiIs there anyone in specific you'd like me to send to your character?


Anyone is fine! Auriel is actually headed up to the palace on her own now!
I'm definitely interested. Still looking?


The Rank and File

(Mood Music)


"Aaagh... Wow she really didn't hold back..." Auriel said as she groaned and rotated her shoulder.

Her mother's training had been intense, and it helped Auriel to see that despite her natural fighting talent, she still had a long ways to go to be on her mother's level. After all... Her mother had travelled with a great hero before Auriel's time. That hero would eventually come to be her father, a man who Auriel knew very little about. It made sense that her mother would be a ferocious combatant. It made Auriel think about how famous her mother might have been before taking up a life of peace in the Monastery to raise her winged daughter. It was a curious thing... Auriel wasn't that old, yet nobody ever mentioned her mother in conversation, or recalled tales of her and her father's exploits across the land. It was the one thing that always confused her about her parents, and whenever she asked, Auriel was always met with 'maybe some other time, when you're older'. Well Auriel was an adult now, and even still she had never managed to find out.

Auriel clenched her jaw a bit as she rolled her tight shoulder again. She was walking toward the palace, the great stone gates leading into the castle shadowing over her. Some guards at the gate recognized the Holy Warrior and didn't stop her as she passed. One even nodded to Auriel with respect, to which she smiled back as she worked the soreness out of her body. As she exited out the other side of the gatehouse, Auriel's eyes turned to the sky. It was peaceful still, but Auriel knew that the peace would be gone soon enough. The first wave was near, and soon the skies would be dark with smoke, arrows, and twisted magicks. She walked slowly as her mind wandered. She wished she had more time before the bloodshed... More time away from the very hordes that she had done battle with before. But as fate had ordained, Auriel was to do battle with them again. The thought made her nervous, but that nervousness was quickly set aside when she thought of the two heroes she was going to be fighting with. The incident that crippled her wings wouldn't happen again as long as she had them by her side. With them, Auriel couldn't possibly be defeated.

The angelic woman heard a loud, uniform sound off to her right beyond a stone alleyway. She stopped and looked sidelong down the alley as the sound repeated itself in a pattern. She knew the sound. Soldiers were training and going through their drills together. The pattern was only broken by a singular voice hollering commands between the war cries. Auriel looked up at the palace, then to the alley again. With all of the travelling with the heroes, Auriel hadn't thought much about the soldiers that would be holding the front lines against the hordes. She had fought by their sides before, and she was always viewed as a hero by them. It wouldn't be fair to not see them before the waves began. She pivoted on the spot and made for the training fields. Once she was through the narrow stone path between barracks, Auriel's eyes took in the large training fields. There was close to three hundred soldiers practicing their trades in the fields. In one place, she could see a platoon of soldiers forming a shield wall with tall rectangular shields and short swords. They were practicing a unified advance in a testudo. Another section of the field was taken up by pairs of soldiers sparring with wooden swords. In another, archers stood in a long line and practiced their marksmanship against targets spaced out at several distances. Further across the field was a large space reserved for the cavalry as they practiced their charges and lancing. Off to the side in the shadow of the castle walls was a small group of gallant knights and their squires tending to their armor and weapons. Some knights were busy training their squires in the art of the blade.

"Hail Auriel! The Holy Warrior of the Four!" a mounted captain said as he pointed his sword to the sky in her direction. Behind him, a platoon of soldiers did the same as they all knelt before her fifty meters away. They all shouted in unison, "Hail!"

Auriel smiled and made her way over toward the platoon. The platoon captain lowered his sword as Auriel approached. Auriel waved a hand to the kneeling soldiers, "You don't need to hail me, men. There are for more important people within the castle grounds than I."

The troops stood silently as the captain dismounted and removed his helmet. She recognized the man. Calder, once a squad sergeant in the King's Army when Auriel led the fight against the encroaching hordes. Calder was a well respected man in the regiment, and it was no surprise that he would be elevated to a commanding position after so many fell to the hordes. It was actually Calder that had led the charge to break the horde lines when Auriel was pulled from the skies by catapulted nets and chains. Calder and ten of his best men formed a circle around the fallen angel and managed to get her to safety. He had saved her life, something Auriel would never forget. "Besides," Auriel started, "I should be the one hailing you, Calder. I owe you a debt I don't know if I'll ever be able to repay."

Calder laughed and shook his head, "Ahh, sweet Auriel." Calder placed a hand on her shoulder and gestured toward the men, "We hail you out of respect. Many of these men fought alongside you on the field of battle. Many more are standing her today in one piece because of your heroism. They would rather pay their respects to the Holy Warrior over some noble that has never once seen the horrors of war."

Auriel looked back at the troops in formation, all of them were staring at her. Now that she was closer, she was able to make out some of the faces underneath the open faced helmets. He was right, many of them were series of battles against the hordes that signaled the coming of the Waves. They were all veterans and the most experienced warriors Melromarc had when it came to doing battle with the evil forces that were nearly upon them. While she looked at the troops, Calder continued, "As for repaying the debt, perhaps we could discuss my proposal that was never finished the night before the battle?"

Auriel blinked and blushed, looking quickly back at Calder, who had a cheeky grin on his face. The man all laughed knowingly, "Calder!" she gasped, "N- now is hardly the time!"

Calder laughed, moving his hand to pat her on the back, "I know! I know! I just wanted to get a reaction out of you. I can wait! I know you've got bigger fish to fry at the side of the sword and the shield! Just know I'm still waiting on that answer."

Auriel buried her face in her palm and the troops all laughed again. It was no secret amongst Calder's men that he was sweet on the Holy Warrior, not that Auriel minded. But things were always so complicated. First the hordes. Then the injury and following recovery. Then the summoning. Now the heroes and the waves. She simply couldn't afford to distract herself with fairy tale romance! Auriel puffed her cheeks out at Calder, her blush still present on her pale skin and her wings furrowing. He chuckled again. Then his eyes turned back onto the platoon, "We're to guard the main gate to the city when the first wave comes. You can rest assured that no monster will breach out defenses. Just focus on what you do best, Auriel. Bring victory and hope to the people."

Auriel's blush faded a bit when she followed his gaze to the soldiers. Their formation had turned to more of a gaggle as things seemed to relax. They were all laughing and joking with one another. She was glad to see the morale was high and the troops were practicing hard to prepare for the wave. "Well I can only deliver hope when I have given it. And I am pleased to say that I have plenty of it after seeing the troops here."

A distant ringing bell of another passed hour took Auriel's attention away from the troops and Calder. She blinked and looked back up at the palace towering above them. Calder followed her gaze before looking back down at her, "I suppose you should return to their side. You should go, Auriel. We're all glad you came to visit. And if we don't see each other before the first wave, know that I am wishing good fortunes upon you."

Auriel smiled again at that and nodded, "And I you, Calder. Thank you."

Calder nodded curtly, "Take care, Auriel." He fitted his helmet back over his head and mounted his horse. Pulling the reins aside to turn the horse back to the troops, Calder hollered to his men, "Form up! Testudo formation! We're taking it from the top! You all have thirty seconds to get those shields locked together! Go!"

Auriel watched for a few seconds as the troops went from relaxed to cold-faced instantly while moving into position. She chuckled a bit and turned to head to the palace and reunite with the heroes.
@vancexentan Of course! I was more so asking if that was the plan after our little rest & relax section.
Okay! Getting onto posting! Sorry that took me a bit this weekend, I ended up getting myself a concussion at work on Friday and I was kind of spinning all day Saturday and most of today. Starting to come back from it now though as it wasn't a terribly bad concussion.

EDIT: Also, the first wave is the next arc in the plot, yeah? Gonna have Auriel visit the barracks in the palace while the heroes are in the throne room.
Will be posting this weekend!


Auriel walked down the city's concourse. She looked up at the old monastery where she was raised by her mother. The golden sun rested between the two prominent stone towers as if it was a holy gateway to another world. Knowing about the heroes and their summoning... Perhaps the sun very well was a gateway. But even if she wanted to find out, she couldn't with the state of her wings. As she walked, Auriel spread her wings out, some kids cheering and clapping their approval at the display. Auriel looked sidelong as the kids as their parents tried to corral them along. She smiled at them and gave a gentle wave, then focused her attention back to her wings. They spread out further than they normally did, but she could still feel that familiar pain in the joints of her wings. The breaks from the heavy chains were taking a long time to heal, and Auriel worried that the longer she went without flying, the harder it would be for her muscles to relearn the skill. Still, the fact that she was able to spread her wings out further than usual was a clear sign of progress, and that warmed her heart. One day, hopefully soon, she could soar through the skies again.

She reached the monastery and pushed her way through the two great oaken doors. Beyond was the courtyard where a variety of activities were being held. Near the fountain in the center of the courtyard, there was a class being held by a monk as he taught letters to a group of orphan children. Auriel knew that the monk teaching the lesson always preferred to do his classes outside whenever possible. He believed that the fresh air and sunlight motivated and opened up the mind to learning. Auriel's golden hues traced left, spotting some of the older monks and nuns of the monastery having a gathering and relaxing in the shade. Their attention was drawn afar to the opposite end of the courtyard, which made Auriel follow their gaze to see what they were watching. She blinked when she spotted a lone woman in some old but well maintained armor. She had a sword in her a hand, a saber to be precise. She appeared to be going through some motions and stances with the saber. They were skilled, and the woman was clearly a veteran with the blade.

Auriel made her way over to her, "Mother? I never thought I'd say the day that you'd wear your old armor!"

Mirin Asher turned her eyes over to Auriel, and her expression made her appear so youthful. "Auriel! Ohh my baby girl! I wasn't expecting you!" she immediately stopped her practicing and tugged Auriel in for a firm embrace.

Auriel hugged her mother back and looked back at her afterward, "The king wanted an audience with the heroes, so I was left with some time on my own. I figured... given how close we are to the First Wave... That I'd come by and see how you and the monastery are doing. Do you need anything? Has the throne promised any soldiers to the defense of the monastery?"

Mirin smiled at first, then scoffed a bit after Auriel's follow-up question. "My dear, if the monastery was given any priority, I wouldn't be here in my armor working off years of rust!"

Auriel frowned at that, "I... I can talk to the king, or the arch-bishop to get the monastery some prot-"

"Ohh don't worry yourself, sweetie! I used to be quite the swordsman back in my golden days. Ask some of the older folks in this monastery, most of them would challenge that I might have been able to best even you in a duel~" she gently elbowed Auriel, which made her blush a bit and look off to the side.

"I'm... Not that great a warrior..." the angel said bashfully.

Mirin gasped, "Nonsense! Auriel! You are the Holy Warrior! You trained since before you even knew your letters! You've done battle with demons and monsters and returned with your head held high! You are the first of your lineage in hundreds of years to fulfill your duty as a guardian and defender of the Heroes of Legend! Don't sell yourself so low, daughter-mine! You might very well be one of the most talented warriors in all the land, and everything you are known for is known because YOU made it happen!"

Auriel looked around the courtyard nervously as her mother spoke out loud. She was feeling rather embarrassed by her mother's motivational speech, though it seemed that some of the others in the courtyard who had overheard Mirin were nodding their agreement. She only blushed more. Then she was elbowed lightly again as her mother leaned in with a mischievous grin, "But I could probably still take you on~"

Auriel let out a defeated laugh, "Now, now, mother. Save your energy for the waves, please!"

Mirin chuckled some more before walking over to a rack loaded with wooden training swords. She grabbed two of them, and tossed one to Auriel. She caught it and blinked, "I'm not good with swords."

Mirin nodded, "Oh I know. I remember when you were a little girl constantly fawning over the Spear of Archiel. You were so fixated on being able to hold it one day that you would rather spar with a broomstick before even laying hands on the training swords. BUT!" she raised a pointed finger, "Your spear wont always be the most ideal weapon in certain places, a sword would be a good sidearm. And besides, I'm sure at least on young hero in your party would gladly appreciate a sparring partner who could teach him a thing or two on the road. Now- use both hands on that sword, and adopt a ready stance."



40 Minutes Later...


Auriel lay on the cobblestone floor of the courtyard. She was sore all over, sweating, and heaving. She had dropped the wooden sword next to her. Her mother stood over her, the tip of the wooden sword pointed right at Auriel. The two had attracted quite the audience, and some were even passing silver coins between each other every time Auriel ended up on the ground or disarmed! "I don't... Get it... Haah... How are you so fast?!"

Mirin drew her sword back and offered a hand to pull her daughter to her feet, "Your father was a famous adventurer, he taught me a thing or two during our travels before we settled down."

Auriel took her mother's hand and got up. "Aah... Haa... Alright... I'm convinced that- whew... The monastery is in good hands for the Wave."

There was a myriad of laughter around them. "You focus on saving the world and keeping the heroes safe. Then when you're done, this monastery will still be standing, ready to welcome you back with open arms. But in the meantime... Get that sword ready, I'm coming at you!"
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