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Southern District

Outside Wayland Keep

@Paulhaynek

Vanessa was grateful for the help in walking, and she probably. When As they plotted along, and the lizard-girl commented about how great the Lot Knights were at expelling monsters, Vanessa wanted to make a comment on how there'd actually only been one of their rank who was good at that... The rest had been quite useless, to be frank... Which made her worry slightly about this nation's future, if their supposed great knights couldn't even handle a lone, rogue intruder... But, she decided to keep such comments to herself for now.

Nekhay Tavern

Sitting down at their tavern, Vanessa felt the fagigue in her body. The black-haired sorceress removed her large hat for the first time since she and Iskah had met, putting it on the table infront of them. She made a tired, elongated stretch and 'hnnnnngh'-sound, arching her back in the ... moderately comfortable... wooden chair. Thankfully, Iskah had been the one to put in an order, as the dark mage hadn't even noticed the portly woman in the chef's attire who'd strolled up and talked to the lizardman.

And the floodgates opened and Iskah began to talk.

A lot.

It was remarkable in a way... The dark mage couldn't recall the other girl ever being this chatty during the entierty of their travelling together thus far. Maybe she was the type who only liked to talk when it was something that directly related to herself in some way? Or maybe she was just really excited about getting her man? .. Wait... Getting...? She hadn't... Gotten him...?

Vanessa sat up as straight as she could on her chair and looked at Iskah, a face full of weary confusion, as she held up a hand in a 'stop' or 'hold it' kind of manner.

"Woah, woah... Slow down there, honey... You said... YOu said you fought and lost... And you're only now going to propose?" Vanessa's words and voice were tired and labored, as if trying to talk after having run as fast as she could for a 100 meter dash or something. "I thought we came to the keep to get you your man, right here and now... But, now you're... Saying we'll have to do this all over agagin...?"

Though tired, exhausted and enfeebled, there was an unmistakable tinge of irritation to Vanessa's tone. The kind of annoyance one might have when taking a child to a candy store, but the kid couldn't make up their mind and just spent minutes upon minutes waffling back and forth and never actually picking something... Until the shop closed. And you had to leave. And the kid started crying because it didn't get any candy, because they spent too long deciding... She wans't angry or furious or anything, but Nessa definetly didn't look amused by this revelation.

But perhaps she was just grumpy because of the lethargy and she'd perk back up when food arrived...? Maybe? Possibly? Hopefully?

Or, perhaps Iskah would do well to consider her response... It didn't seem her dark mage companion had even heard the part about possibly staying the night though. She was, understandably, more concerned with the whole; Not actually getting hitched with the incubus-deal at the moment.

Kikka - Common Realm

--- Coliseum Interior ---

@Zeroth

The first two trials were done and dealt with, and the third had begun and was now well under way. Almost as soon as the tiny, golden Angel Spheres™ had been released,  complete and utter chaos had erupted. Rather than try to display their prowess in using their magic to fly and obtain the small, flying treasures, the vast majority of the candidates had instead opted for the 'eat or be eaten' approach, in where if you didn't sock someone in the face first, you risked getting got yourself. Fires raged, lightning flashed, water splashed, ice cracked and even weapons of steel and rock clashed and smashed into each other, or the protective barrier around the coliseum's on-lookers.

Of course, not everyone had jumped straight into the big, messy and pandemonic dog fight up in the air above. There were a few applicants still stuck on the ground - either because they weren't able to figure out how to fly their broom, because they were plotting or scheming what their next move would be and when to strike, or because they were just enjoying watching the great big spectacle above. There was even a pretty blue-haired girl who graciously sailed down from the mayhem and offered a quick little lesson to another girl. It would seem that even in the most turbulent storms, there were still some flowers that bloomed beautifully.

But now was not the time for waxing poetry, or whatever that one really smart-sounding phrase was! The number of Angel Spheres™ that remained free in the air was rapidly decreasing, and if one didn't hurry, they might end up ball-less! sphere-less!

Thus, a pretty young lady with an exotic air about her, looked up at the unfolding turmoil above. One eye blue as the sky, the other golden yellow like the sun, watched with a mix of intrigued curiosity but also childlike wonder and amazement.

"So, this is what a proper melee looks like...? Fascinating." She spoke aloud, seemingly no nobody but herself. Her lips had a smile on it... For some reason.
"But I won't be outdone, oh no! Prepare yourselves, for Nephertys Setet of Sankrah
 will now join the frey!"

She announced her intention and her presence! ... As if anyone up in the air could actually hear her, or pay her any attention. But, nontheless, she stood there for a while, pointing dramatically at the mass of magic knight-applicants abov, before dramatically flicking one of her stray low twintails back over her shoulder and grabbing onto her broom with gusto and a firm hand. Once the magic mount was properly straddled(?), she effortlessly began to imbue the rool with her miagc and before one could even blink, her soles left the ground and the girl began to hover higher and higher into the air.

Once a suitable height had been reached, her heterochromatic pair of eyes began to scan the battlefield. Truth be told, Nephy had never been in a skirmish of this size before. Sure, she'd had mock battles with the household guards and excersises with her father and mother, but nothing quite on this scale. It was all so... So... Exciting! So many people, with so many different types of magic, from different walks of life from all over the kingdom. All here, all vying to showcase what they could do. Wonderful wasn't it? That people could come together and demonstrate what they could bring to and offer the nation as one of its stalwart and most valiant defenders. 

"Ah, goodness, Nephy, stay focused now." She shook her head and spoke to nobody but herself again, shaking the thoughts and feelings of admiration for her fellow applicants free from her head.

There was no shortage of action to be had though. A blast of wind that blew several people away, a large cloud of steam taht buried a great many in a foggy veil, tendrils of fire, a giant orb of glass, volleys of arrow and... was... Was that a giant airborne jellyfish!? No, wait... That was two boys, one seemingly controlling some sort of gel-like.. Thing... And the other was pumping it full of purple... stuff... Oh, and there came a girl, and she... Crashed... Into the gel-making fellow. Perhaps she wasn't so good at flying?

... Wai- What!?

"That brute!" Nephertys gasped as she witnessed the uncouth and uncultured swine punch the poor, hapless girl in the face!

Of course he was in his right to be angry. After all, the girls hould perhaps have been more careful when being unfamiliar with flying, but still! There was no cause for resorting to such barbaric means. With a deep scowl on her face, Neph was about to fly on over and set that poor excuse for a boy straight with a good old fashioned scolding...

.. But then she rememebred why she was here... Or rather, her mother's words echoed in her head.

"If you fail to be picked by any of the Captains, you're to come straight back home, understood Nephy?"

"Guh..." She let out a pained, whimpery sound.

She wanted to. She really, really, really wanted to fly over there and give that uncivil jerk an earful, and to check if the poor girl was alright. But... She couldn't. Not right now. Not yet. She still had something to do first. And that was to acquire one of those Angel Spheres™ for herself. But once she'd gotten her hands on one, she was definetely going to come on back! She swore it! ... To herself. Internally. With a clenched fist and determined face and everything.

Then it was quickly back to looking around.

While she could spot several people who'd already acquired their own golden (s)balls(/s] spheres, it didn't feel right to try and poach those. After all, Neph could plainly see how hard everyone was struggling to catch one of those little menaces, so it just felt wrong to try and steal them. Instead, she looked around, and spotted one that hadn't been claimed. It was being chased and hunted by a decently sized pack, including a girl who had black hair and was wielding some kind of water magic. And she was making quite the splash, hah!

Crickets chirped.

... Nephertys set off, now with a goal and purpose! That particular sphere was going to be hers. Yes, indeed. Feeding more mana into her broom, the caramel-skinned young woman increased her speed bit by bit, racing headlong into the messy brawl of prospective future knights. Weaving, rising, falling, curving, she bobbed and weaved past other riders and iincoming magics and spells of all kinds. Before very long, she'd caught up with the rest of the menagerie who were aiming for this particular prize.

Fortunately, it didn't seem like most of the other hunters had noticed her just yet. Very well, if they haadn't seen her arrival, there was but one thing to do!

"I, Nephertys Setet, have arrived! And that sphere shall be mine!"

... Completely shattering any and all eleemnts of surprise she might've had, Nephy annoucned her join for the hunt with a loud and vigorous voice. A few heads turned, followed by a few spells aimed in her general direction.

Ho-ho~! Testing to see if I can keep up? Very well!

She narrowly evaded a spiked ball of metal that came hurtling towards her head. She made a graceful ascent to avoid a small swarm of what looked like oversized thorns. She then made a swift and quick dive, closing in on the leader of the pack, the one closest to their collective target. The boy - who was infront of everyone else and the closest to the sphere - leaned forward, stretching his arm out, fingers reaching as far as they could... Grazing, touching, poking, just barely feeling the surface of the metallic little wing-thing... So close... So very, very close... He almost had it now! Just. A little. Mo--

Zwhip!

"Huh...?"

A diagonally diving damsel delivered the daydreaming dandy from his delusions of daring ... victory.. With eyes as wide as dinner plates, he whipped his head around and his eyes followed after the girl in flashy, but minimalistic, clothing who had just snagged his prize right from his fingertips. She smiled and looked back, holding the little golden orb inbetween her dainty fingers, waving with it at the poor lad. She let out a confident 'Hah!' and then took off upwards, rising towards the upper parts of the arena.

... And she was followed by quite the outraged entourage, who slung spells, foul language and toxic glares at this new arrival who'd swooped in and snatched their treasure away. That included the poor boy who'd just been moments away from obtaining it for himself, mind.

"Brilliant Binary Bulwark." Nephy spoke in a calm and soft voice.

Soon, a pair of spiky clusters, always in motion and always mirrored in location, appeared around her. As they began floating around her upper body, they soon formed a translucent sphere of glittery light. It appeared Nephertys had taken to cast a little bit of shielding around herself. Which was probably a good idea, considering there were still plenty of spells being flung at her, and trying to dodge every single attack from other wizards wasn't really a feasible strategy....

Hopefully, it'd be enough to preserve her hold on the little gilded monster.

Actions & Interactions:
- Nephy observed the chaotic brawl unfolding in the arena from the ground for a bit.
- She eventually got off the ground and spent some time in the air just hovering, observing the various scenes playing out around her.
- She witness Parin get sucker-punched in the face and was about to fly over and interfere... But then remember her mother's ultimatum and decided - against her own wishes - to ignore the situation for now.
- Nephy spotted an Angel Sphere being chased by a gaggle of other applicants and joined in the hunt.
- She swooped in just as another candidate was about to grab the orb and snatched it from him, then took off upwards to higher elevation within the coliseum.
- She porceeded to cast her only defensive spell; Brilliant Binary Bulwark - to keep herself and her prize safe.

Relevant People:
- The black-haired NPC girl with twintails who uses Water Ribbon Magic.
- Some other nameless/featureless NPCs.

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