@Damiann47Ashifili likes it quite a bit too, unless I'm mistaken.
And huzzah, good to hear. Hopefully, it comes easier from now on.
And huzzah, good to hear. Hopefully, it comes easier from now on.
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And maybe most people don't like getting a single line back in response to a few paragraphs? Like whatever floats your boat, but there's a reason Free exists.
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Hey now, he's becoming self-aware. Don't take that from him.
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If the man's is asking for a ban, might as well give it to him. Good riddance.
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Then you'd just be crying about why it's permanent instead.
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Oh no, oh no. Someone warn his "roommate" Smarty's about to lose it.
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Yay, a post and we get Deemo now. I guess I'll wait a day or so, before throwing mine up.
Depends on how well I can contain this excitement though...
Depends on how well I can contain this excitement though...
“Yeah there’s a couple of inns around the central part of town,” he directed towards Cran before he glanced in the injured man’s direction and also introduced himself, “I’m Alexander.”
He blinked several times in response to Thoth’s suggestion indicating that no, he hadn’t known that. Well… he figured that Heka as the Goddess of Magic would be capable of something like that, but from what he knew of her he didn’t think she would appreciate being approached for a simple healing spell. Vishnu on the other hand… if he recalled correctly, the God did in fact offer a healing service albeit at a price. He had never visited the God’s temple as he had no reason to, but he hoped the God’s price wasn’t too steep.
“Right then, thanks for the info,” he said as he bowed towards Thoth respectfully. “Come on,” he said towards Cran as he offered the injured man a shoulder, “let’s get you patched up and then I’ll show you an inn or something.”
He blinked several times in response to Thoth’s suggestion indicating that no, he hadn’t known that. Well… he figured that Heka as the Goddess of Magic would be capable of something like that, but from what he knew of her he didn’t think she would appreciate being approached for a simple healing spell. Vishnu on the other hand… if he recalled correctly, the God did in fact offer a healing service albeit at a price. He had never visited the God’s temple as he had no reason to, but he hoped the God’s price wasn’t too steep.
“Right then, thanks for the info,” he said as he bowed towards Thoth respectfully. “Come on,” he said towards Cran as he offered the injured man a shoulder, “let’s get you patched up and then I’ll show you an inn or something.”
He scratched the back of his head and hoped that she hadn’t just ruined the entire batch of what was in the cauldron. She didn’t seemed only a bit irritated rather than outright panicked at the result though, so he figured even if it was a mistake it couldn’t be too bad of one. He moved off towards a wall and set Cran down from the fireman carry, propping him upright, he had used to drag the unconscious man over to Thoth's lab.
“Ah…” Well that was a pity… though he supposed he could just feed the potion, regardless of contaminants, and purchase an Antidote from Thoth to take care of the problem. “Fool knocked himself unconscious after causing a scene in the Coliseum.” He explained to Thoth before he frowned at the new information that flowed into his mind thanks to the Lexicon. It was a bit odd he supposed, but not of immediate concern for himself. “I suppose a Basic Healing Potion would be fine for cracked ribs? How much for one of your Antidotes anyways? Might just have him drink both if needed rather than wait around for a day with the injuries.”
“Ah…” Well that was a pity… though he supposed he could just feed the potion, regardless of contaminants, and purchase an Antidote from Thoth to take care of the problem. “Fool knocked himself unconscious after causing a scene in the Coliseum.” He explained to Thoth before he frowned at the new information that flowed into his mind thanks to the Lexicon. It was a bit odd he supposed, but not of immediate concern for himself. “I suppose a Basic Healing Potion would be fine for cracked ribs? How much for one of your Antidotes anyways? Might just have him drink both if needed rather than wait around for a day with the injuries.”
“Ah shit…” he murmured, rather familiar with the sensation that Cran’s ribs had given when his blow connected successfully. Given the difficulty in breathing he could hear from the man, his guess wasn’t off the mark and he turned his attention to Ares. He blinked in surprise, not quite used to the callous nature she showed at the moment. It was a bit disconcerting to hear her speak of murder casually and he fought to keep his expression neutral and impassive.
‘Not human,’ he reminded himself again as the red light wrapped around him and sunk in. He could feel his capabilities increase further with the second blessing and he sighed to bleed the tension that had seized his body. He turned at the older man’s reaction and blinked in disbelief as the fool ran face first into the wall and knocked himself out. With a heavy sigh, he walks over to move him from the Coliseum before Ares simply decided to have him thrown out by one of the other members.
“If you would continue the spar when I return, I would be honored,” he said with a slight bow before he picked up the unconscious man with ease. There wasn’t much else for him to do at the moment and even if it had been fruitless on his part, it was still somewhat enlightening to glimpse what he could. The oppressive presence she had radiated would also be good to get used to; it seemed quite likely that powerful monsters would be capable of similar.
For the moment he decided to lug Cran over to Thoth’s nearby lab and see if the Goddess had made any progress on examining the potion that had been left with her. He didn't exactly want to use his only piece of loot from the dungeon like this, but he was partially responsible even if this all could have been easily avoided.
‘Not human,’ he reminded himself again as the red light wrapped around him and sunk in. He could feel his capabilities increase further with the second blessing and he sighed to bleed the tension that had seized his body. He turned at the older man’s reaction and blinked in disbelief as the fool ran face first into the wall and knocked himself out. With a heavy sigh, he walks over to move him from the Coliseum before Ares simply decided to have him thrown out by one of the other members.
“If you would continue the spar when I return, I would be honored,” he said with a slight bow before he picked up the unconscious man with ease. There wasn’t much else for him to do at the moment and even if it had been fruitless on his part, it was still somewhat enlightening to glimpse what he could. The oppressive presence she had radiated would also be good to get used to; it seemed quite likely that powerful monsters would be capable of similar.
For the moment he decided to lug Cran over to Thoth’s nearby lab and see if the Goddess had made any progress on examining the potion that had been left with her. He didn't exactly want to use his only piece of loot from the dungeon like this, but he was partially responsible even if this all could have been easily avoided.
He tossed the blade aside when his opponent only barely managed to avoid the strike by a hair’s breadth. With a quick duck that let him slip under Cran’s attempt to lock him in a chokehold, he would then press a hand to the older man’s chest and shove hard enough to lift him off the ground and send him flying backwards.
Even if the blow had been dodged, he had already backed away from his opponent with a few quick steps. He liked to think his self-control was admirable at times, but even he wasn’t skilled enough to consciously restrain himself in such a manner. He would naturally revert to using the strength that felt most natural, and it could hardly be called a fight if the disparity in physical capabilities was considered. There was just a level where skill could no longer make up the difference and he most certainly felt that was the case between him and his opponent.
“It’s not even a fight,” he called out to Ares as he held up a hand, motioning for Cran to stop, “he doesn’t even have a Deity’s blessing.” He figured that Ares would have been able to tell, either by sensing or simply evaluating Cran’s capabilities at a glance, but still felt the need to point it out. If told to continue by his Goddess than he would have little choice but to do so in a manner that hopefully didn’t injure his opponent too badly.
Even if the blow had been dodged, he had already backed away from his opponent with a few quick steps. He liked to think his self-control was admirable at times, but even he wasn’t skilled enough to consciously restrain himself in such a manner. He would naturally revert to using the strength that felt most natural, and it could hardly be called a fight if the disparity in physical capabilities was considered. There was just a level where skill could no longer make up the difference and he most certainly felt that was the case between him and his opponent.
“It’s not even a fight,” he called out to Ares as he held up a hand, motioning for Cran to stop, “he doesn’t even have a Deity’s blessing.” He figured that Ares would have been able to tell, either by sensing or simply evaluating Cran’s capabilities at a glance, but still felt the need to point it out. If told to continue by his Goddess than he would have little choice but to do so in a manner that hopefully didn’t injure his opponent too badly.
Even if she was the hurdle he had to pass at the moment, he couldn’t help but watch as she adjusted her stance in response to his own changes. Even as he lashed out with a quick jab, he paid more attention to her movements than the result of his own attack, already understanding that it wouldn’t land. What he needed to figure out was why, and what he needed to change or do.
However just like the odd resonance that had happened when their weapons first clashed, he was left confused at exactly what had happened. It was no doubt a sword in her hand, but it felt like his weapon had just met with a vicious stab from the tip of a spear. The sensation only last momentarily though, and he stepped back as Ares disengaged with a simple hop.
He didn’t know what to expect when the Goddess turned to face the interloper, but he didn’t expect her overwhelming air to further intensify. His thoughts became a jumbled mess as the urge to step back, turn about, and just run engulfed him. The moment passed as quickly as it had come, and he gasped for breath shakily as his white knuckled grip slowly relaxed. He nodded at his Goddess’ harsh orders, and though he felt bad for the man and his ignorance he wasn’t about to disobey Ares.
He twirled his weapon around several times to help loosen up the tension that had built up under Ares intense presence before he took a glance at the man that had chosen to interrupt out of apparent ignorance. The man’s actions seemed to suggest a lack of familiarity with the Deities given he failed to recognize the white-haired Goddess. If that were true then it also meant he couldn’t possibly have any of their blessings which meant he was, effectively, just an ordinary human at this point… ‘Ho boy…’ He was glad to have given this a bit of thought rather than dive straight in with the assumption that the other man was also similarly blessed; might have just killed the man by accident.
Still… it was only a guess at the moment and he would actually need to engage his opponent to see the accuracy of such a guess. He lowered his stance as the weapon rested over his shoulder. With a sharp stomp, he charged forward at full speed, leaving a small cloud of dust in his wake. A regular human would barely be able to react, while someone with a Deity’s blessing would have without much trouble. Just in case his opponent was of the latter, he whipped the sword around with a quick swing to aim for his opponent’s chest. It would be easy to adjust so the blow passed by harmlessly if it turned out that, yeah, he was just fighting a regular human.
However just like the odd resonance that had happened when their weapons first clashed, he was left confused at exactly what had happened. It was no doubt a sword in her hand, but it felt like his weapon had just met with a vicious stab from the tip of a spear. The sensation only last momentarily though, and he stepped back as Ares disengaged with a simple hop.
He didn’t know what to expect when the Goddess turned to face the interloper, but he didn’t expect her overwhelming air to further intensify. His thoughts became a jumbled mess as the urge to step back, turn about, and just run engulfed him. The moment passed as quickly as it had come, and he gasped for breath shakily as his white knuckled grip slowly relaxed. He nodded at his Goddess’ harsh orders, and though he felt bad for the man and his ignorance he wasn’t about to disobey Ares.
He twirled his weapon around several times to help loosen up the tension that had built up under Ares intense presence before he took a glance at the man that had chosen to interrupt out of apparent ignorance. The man’s actions seemed to suggest a lack of familiarity with the Deities given he failed to recognize the white-haired Goddess. If that were true then it also meant he couldn’t possibly have any of their blessings which meant he was, effectively, just an ordinary human at this point… ‘Ho boy…’ He was glad to have given this a bit of thought rather than dive straight in with the assumption that the other man was also similarly blessed; might have just killed the man by accident.
Still… it was only a guess at the moment and he would actually need to engage his opponent to see the accuracy of such a guess. He lowered his stance as the weapon rested over his shoulder. With a sharp stomp, he charged forward at full speed, leaving a small cloud of dust in his wake. A regular human would barely be able to react, while someone with a Deity’s blessing would have without much trouble. Just in case his opponent was of the latter, he whipped the sword around with a quick swing to aim for his opponent’s chest. It would be easy to adjust so the blow passed by harmlessly if it turned out that, yeah, he was just fighting a regular human.
@supertinykingYeah, sorry, Cran's about to get something broken unless Dawn vetoes it. Given how Cran's not even blessed at the moment, there's no real chance he has and even holding back, Alexander's probably going to break a bone or two. He's got a Basic Healing Potion, that hopefully isn't poisoned, that he'll hand over though.
He grit his teeth as the strike was parried aside with ease by the Goddess of War. Rather than press the assault, he paused for a moment to try and comprehend the resonance that seemed to have occurred when their weapons had met. He couldn’t understand it beyond the fact that it was strange though, and he paid attention to her words when she began to lecture him.
Right then… if powerful swings wouldn’t cut it then perhaps something more direct would work. He adjusted his grip on the weapon, shifted his posture to put his body almost perpendicular to the Goddess’. With a quick step, he performed a quick thrust aimed for center mass.
Right then… if powerful swings wouldn’t cut it then perhaps something more direct would work. He adjusted his grip on the weapon, shifted his posture to put his body almost perpendicular to the Goddess’. With a quick step, he performed a quick thrust aimed for center mass.
He caught the tossed weapon without too much issue, and sighed quietly to himself as he continued to follow Ares. Unsurprisingly, he was led to open floor of the Coliseum and a glance revealed that they were far from alone. He recognized a few of his guild members up on the seats relaxing as their day was at an end. He was about to take up a stance when she turned around to face him, but he couldn’t help but freeze.
In his gut he knew he had to move, that if he stayed still he would die—well hopefully not—but the sheer presence Ares had rooted him in place. It was like a wave of ice cold water had just slammed into him; he wanted to struggle, but the chill robbed him of any strength to resist. Still, at the very least, he managed to shift his hand and grip the weapon properly even as she wrapped her fingers around the plain sword’s hilt.
Her order seemed to dispel some of the crushing pressure that radiated from her towards him. With a deep breath he tried to calm himself, with some success, before he charged forward. There was no question if he was outmatched in this situation, in both skills and capabilities Ares was without a doubt his superior. If she didn’t want him to land a hit, he was fairly damn certain he wouldn’t, but to give anything less than his utmost would probably just earn more of her ire. His left foot shot out to stop himself, kicking up a cloud of dirt and dust towards the Goddess. Immediately afterwards his blade slashed through it.
In his gut he knew he had to move, that if he stayed still he would die—well hopefully not—but the sheer presence Ares had rooted him in place. It was like a wave of ice cold water had just slammed into him; he wanted to struggle, but the chill robbed him of any strength to resist. Still, at the very least, he managed to shift his hand and grip the weapon properly even as she wrapped her fingers around the plain sword’s hilt.
Her order seemed to dispel some of the crushing pressure that radiated from her towards him. With a deep breath he tried to calm himself, with some success, before he charged forward. There was no question if he was outmatched in this situation, in both skills and capabilities Ares was without a doubt his superior. If she didn’t want him to land a hit, he was fairly damn certain he wouldn’t, but to give anything less than his utmost would probably just earn more of her ire. His left foot shot out to stop himself, kicking up a cloud of dirt and dust towards the Goddess. Immediately afterwards his blade slashed through it.
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