Anima means "Life" yet the only 'life' in Caran, the once bustling metropolis, are those whose souls were brought back for servitude. Though docile, the Re-Anima of Caran retain their personalities, and have for the most part taken the town as a center for lost souls and for a place to stay safe from the current powers at bay.
A crossroads for dead souls, the town is made up of two types of Re-Anima: Civil and Administration. The Civil ones run shops, businesses, and ghostly needs. Those apart of the Administration process dead souls, offer revival or afterlife, or even the choice of becoming a Re-Anima; special cases can even become Spirits, though some that were corrupt in their life can not be saved and are vanished to the Other Realm.
Besides the ghosts that make up most of the population, Spirits can be found coming here for relaxation, other undead like the Eidolon, scarce they may be, are known to frequent the shady corners of the city blocks. Certain districts are being made to house each type of 'dead' and to promote cultural identities. However, there are some not allowed to enter the city, those known as the Lichs, and even worse the Nightmares. With their recent access to the Material Plane, their dealings in Caran are highly speculated, bringing about the Watch, a third classification for Re-Anima and even hiring some good Eidolon and even some retired Spirits.
All in all, Caran is composed of the dead but has a rich way of life within its walls, a cultural hub of the Afterlife and one of the few neutral parties among the Multiverse's problems.
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[H]Street Bully [F-Balanced] Claiming ownership of the streets and taxing all who come by, this rowdy individual is used to brawls and will not hesitate to use extortion. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 25HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has trapped you and blocked your attack. Deal 1/2* damage and made auto-run impossible until its HP is reduce to below 50% 8. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2xdamage. Abilities: Rewards: Obtained if an even number is obtained after rolling a 4D █Minor Health Potion:Restores ❖ Each RP post for 5 posts
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[H]Pickpocket [F-Offensive] Stealthy and lightning quick, they barely leave any trace of their presence and will nab your paycheck without letting you feel a thing. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a deadly blow. Receive 4x damage 4. Your opponent has fled! Coward, get back here! Obtain half of normal loot if its HP has been reduced to below 50% 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 5HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 5HP 8. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive [2x] damage. Abilities: Rewards: Obtained if an even number is obtained after rolling a 4D █Minor Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 5 posts
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[H]Violent Drunk [E-Offensive]
Description Someone's had a little too much to drink and is planning to knock someone out before succumbing to the amount of alcohol in their system. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a deadly blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 3HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has knocked itself out. Wut...Automatic win. 8. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted Abilities: Rewards: Obtained if an even number is obtained after rolling a 4D █Minor Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 5 posts
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[H]Crime Lord[C-Sturdy] The head of the underground crime syndicate in the current city. Roll a D8
1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 60HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has blocked your attack and countered with its own. It loses 1/2* of the damage dealt by you. Does not apply to non destructive spells. Receive 0.5x damage. 8. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. Abilities: When HP is below 25%, call in 1 Street Bully. The fight will then turn into a 2 vs 1 fight, and future number roll will apply for both NPC's though you may only attack 1 at a time. Rewards: █Advanced Mana Potion:Restores ۞۞۞ Each RP post for 5 posts █Advanced Health Potion:Restores ❖❖❖ Each RP post for 5 posts Upon defeating a Crime Lord, Outlaw status removed. City is once more a Safe Zone
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[H]City Guard [E-Sturdy] Fitted for the job with basic armors and weapons, they are the first line of defense, protecting the city gates and ensuring peace and order. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 5 HP while interrupting your actions. 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has blocked your attack and countered with its own. It loses 1/2* of the damage dealt by you. Does not apply to non destructive spells. Receive 1x damage. 8. Your spell/move has been successful and uninterrupted. Abilities: Rewards: Obtained if an even number is obtained after rolling a 4D █Minor Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 5 posts
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[H]City Soldier [E-Offensive] Trained for the art of war, soldiers are more experienced than your average City Guard. Their duty is to fight for their ruler and protect them at all cost. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive 1xdamage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 40HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has cast a shield on itself and countered with a blow that you've blocked. Receive 0.5x damage and all damage dealt to opponent cut in half for 4 posts. 8. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. Abilities: Rewards: █Minor Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 5 posts █Minor Health Potion:Restores ❖ Each RP post for 5 posts Obtained if an even number is obtained after rolling a 4D 1 armor piece. Contact the crew
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[H]Mayor[C-Sturdy] The one in charge of the city. Usually heavily guarded which makes him rather dangerous. Best to try and catch him by surprise though beware of the consequences should he be harmed. Roll a D8 1. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 2. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a blow on you. Receive1x damage 3. Your opponent has interrupted your actions and landed a critical blow. Receive 2x damage 4. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. 5. Your opponent has used a healing potion and healed itself of 60HP 6. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted 7. Your opponent has blocked your attack and countered with its one. It loses 1/2* of the damage dealt by you. Does not apply to non destructive spells. Receive 0.5x damage. 8. Your move has been successful and uninterrupted. Abilities: Rewards: █1 Magical Weapon to be approved by Crew. Contact them. █Advanced Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 15 posts █Advanced Health Potion:Restores ❖ Each RP post for 15 posts Outlaw status acquired unless faction owns the city.
█Name:Jasper Sparks █Nicknames: Jas, Sparky █Alchemist :► █Guild: (grunt now, will be leader) █Level:► [1/20] █Coins:► 50
█HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total ) █Mana:► .۞۞۞۞( 40 Mana total )
The streets of Caran were bustling with activity as the mischievous Wieva danced through the crowd, giggling cheerfully as a pair of Re-Anima shop-keepers chased after him, shouting profanities at the blond youth. He glanced down at the staff he had taken from the shop, a clear jewel sparkling at the top of the golden rod before the entire shape electrified and disappeared into the crystal around the Wieva's neck. "Come on, Sasha, let's bolt~" He said, grinning at the lightning pun, the lightning otter bounding behind him squeaking in affirmation as lightning gathered at the male's heels and he ricocheted off the walls to escape the raised Anima with electric ease. "You'll never catch Sparky~!" He cried as he disappeared over the broken-down buildings of the city of souls, leaving the mechanical men in his dream dust, playfully twirling in the air.
//ooc: This is called "Sani doesn't know how to include himself in the RP just yet so he's gonna figure that out later~".
█Summon Ability [ Boosters ] █► Lightning Heels Element: Thunder Cast to cast: ۞ Bio: Jas channels some energy into his heels, allowing him the speed of a Lightning Bolt for one post.
█ Inventory █►
Light / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio: Dark / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio:
Ace had come to the city of Caran not out of choice, but out of necessity. His provisions were running low and he needed to do some quick restocking that usually involved some pickpocketing, an activity most of his companions didn't really approve of so he had discreetly ditched them when they had first arrived and had split up to restock.
Unfortunately, it looked as though he was not the only one who had the idea of pissing off the locals judging by all the patrols walking around. The guards looked unusually stiff even by their mechanical standard. Ace laid low for a while,casually leaning against a nearby stand as he observed the systematic search. One had even come uncomfortably close to him to peak under his hood. They were looking for someone, but doing anything right now was too risky even if their attention wouldn't be focused on him.
So...pickpocketing was not an option for now at least. The next best thing to do would then be to gather information so the nikatal headed to a nearby tavern, one that was open despite the early hour. He made sure to pick a dark corner as he was standing out enough already with his ears and spotted fur and quickly settled down with his back against the wall and scanned the occupants of the room.
The patrons all looked mundane enough except for a few spirits whirling through just as discreetly as him and a small group of wieva that looked oddly out of place what with their scholarly albeit tattered clothing. Two cloaked individuals were seated near Ace, sipping with unusual reserve on what appeared to be an nonalcoholic beverage.
Odd, very odd. Ace couldn't help but notice the glint of steel under their robes and the way they had seated themselves. Not too stiff, but with a calculated casualness. Their seats were pushed far away enough from the table to be able to spring into action at any seconds and apart from the quick glance they had given him when he had stepped in, none of the two had glanced at anything but the mug settled in front of them.
Weighing the pros and cons, Ace finally got up and approached them. The first thing the Nikatal noticed was the smell of rotting flesh emanating from them as both stiffened a fraction. He immediately regretted his action when he saw their hands inch towards what Ace assumed to be their weapon, but there was no point in backing out now so he sat across them, back towards the group of weiva as casually as he could.
"So, what brings travelers like you to this fair city of Anima?" he said, feigning ignorance before waving the owner of the establishment over and handing him the silver spoon he had 'borrowed' from Nobility. "I've always loved to hear stories of all around the world so what say you share some and I treat you to a meal?" Truth to be told, Ace didn't think he would be able to eat anything after a whiff of rotten flesh, but he's gotta keep up appearances and dig some info out.
Upon closer inspection, the two hooded figures were covered in bandages, leaving not much to be seen. One of them, finally spoke after a minute of awkward silence, voice raspy and guttural but tinted with amusement. "And who is asking, pray tell?"
"Oh, just a nearby storyteller in need of inspiration," Ace answered dismissively, taking note of how the...thing's gaze shifted to the weiva behind him. Curious, and suddenly very alarmed, the nikatal's ears twitched back to better catch the conversation behind them.
"I'm afraid that what stories we have to offer are not suitable for...children," the thing's companion replied just as Ace finally started to decipher the other table's conversation. "He's here, I'm pretty sure! I read him his last mission."
"He may have moved on since then. It would be dangerous to stay here. Maybe he was caught, or worst!"
"Heh, we're talking about that trouble maker of lightning user here, I'd like to see them try to catch him."
"Besides, where do you want him to go now that the guild has fallen?"
"Do you have any other lead? We need to regroup as best as we can and we need his talents."
At that, the two figures rose in a flurry of pestilence and ragged cloaks and Ace decided that he really did not like the dangerous grin they shot his way, "If you will excuse us, we will be fetching our own meal."
[-Silver teaspoon x1]
●Dagger:►❖❖ ●Hand-to-hand combat:►❖❖ ●Tonfa:►❖ ❖ None on him
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Sand sword Damage:❖x3 (30HP ) Side Effects: Auto hit unless the target has an active totem able to buff ❖x4 ( 40HP ) from magic damage. Does no damage to totems spells. The user is only able to use this scroll every other turn. Bio: Sand cuts into the target like a sword but doesn't seem able to cut into totems.
[+animosity from local Nikatal tribes of Usank]
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 2:04 pm
█Name:Jasper Sparks █Nicknames: Jas, Sparky █Alchemist :► █Guild: (grunt now, will be leader) █Level:► [2/20] █Coins:► 50
█HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total ) █Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞( 50 Mana total )
Jasper was nearly half way across the town when the energy in his legs faded and he slowed to a stop on the roof of a tavern in the more beaten up outskirts of the ghost town. He panted slightly from the exhilaration, a wide, amused grin making it clear that he had enjoyed the free-run.
Sasha leaped up onto the roof near the Wieva, squeaking playfully as the lightning from the familiar's movement faded. "Wanna get something to eat before heading back to work?" Jas asked the lightning otter, the round head of the Mustelid bobbing in affirmation.
The Lightning Wieva walked to the edge of the roof before he brought his hands to the gem on his neck and spread his arms out, a cloak spreading out in a controlled wave of lightning over his slight form, setting around him as he fell from the roof to the ground in front of the door. Sasha climbed up onto the Wieva's back, forming a hump as the slim male hunched over slightly and hobbled into the tavern.
He limped over to a table on the edge of the room slowly for effect, taking in the room quickly before he sat down. His eyebrow raised at the sight of the group of other Wieva talking animatedly amongst themselves, but he quickly sobered up again when the smell of Re-anima hit him square in the face. Clearly they hadn't gotten over being stolen from yet.
It wasn't the first time he'd had close encounters such as this, and a thief of his repute was anything but easy to get ahold of. It did, however, unnerved him to have a group of his own about that could recognize and draw unwanted attention to him. Luckily, a Nikatal was drawing the guard's attentions away, so he he dropped a coin he had swiped from one of the figures nearby for the barkeep and sighed as he began to pick at the delivered meal.
//ooc: My post seemed short so I dragged it out a bit. o- o;;
Light / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio: Dark / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio:
The shady figures' sudden movements had Ace ducking instinctively under the table to avoid the flurry of rancid clothes clouding his vision and reached blindly for his dagger. However, he found him hand close around what felt like parchment instead of the leather hilt he expect. Fortunately, the figures simply swooped around the table and past him, not giving him a second glance. Movements smooth and fluid with all the grace of a trained hunter, they closed around the table of wievas who have suddenly gone very still.
"Evening, Artifact, it is a pleasure to finally meet again," the lither figure rasped, a bony, bandaged hand closing onto the shoulder of the still seated man. "I see that you have done very well since Evolution's last visit to your guild."
"What do you want, eidolons?" A braver wieva spat after regaining its bearing, but paled even more when recognizing the undeads. "Your body odor is really killing our appetite and your presence is lowering the average intelligence level of the room."
"Lunch," came the simple answer before the eidolons companion rested a calming hand on its shoulder gesturing towards the small crowd that had gathered.
"Now, now, let us be civil."
"Damn right, you are!" The tavern owner had elbowed his way towards them and was fuming which was either a very brave or stupid move since the small man was unarmed and going against two experienced killers. "Now out with you lot before the guards show you the door."
True to his words, a few re-anima guards had stepped through the front door, scanning the room while Ace had crawled closer. The two cloaked figure gave each other a nod before one of the leaned down to give the wieva an affectionate pat before leaving. "Heard you guys were looking for one of your kind. Better hurry, or is it too late already?"
It was a bluff of course. An attempt to lure their targets to them in a location where the city's laws wouldn't interfere. Little did they know that the very person they had been looking for was in the very same room, disguised as to avoid the re-anima that were hunting for a thief and not a frail, limping man trying to enjoy a quiet meal. Without another word, they strolled past the mechanical guards, who seem to find them very interesting all of them sudden.
While the tavern owner went back to the bar all the while grumbling about "stinkin' eidolons", Ace crept his way towards the wieva's table, ignoring the suspicious glares he received when he took a seat. This is turning out to be much more interesting than he had expected.
"So, tell me, how did you survive the attack on your guild and who exactly are you looking for here? Would it happen to be this fellow?" Ace asked as he slapped the piece of parchment he had grabbed earlier onto the table. It was a wanted poster with a poorly drawn picture of a young wieva and what appeared to be an otter.
(OoC: no worries, feel free to control any of the NPC because I don't exactly have a clear plan and I like to improvise razz Also, I'm assuming here that Jasper isn't leader of Artifact yet, but a candidate (although he doesn't know yet) so he's got people/survivors from the guild looking for him)
●Dagger:►❖❖ ●Hand-to-hand combat:►❖❖ ●Tonfa:►❖ ❖ None on him
Inventory:
Sand sword Damage:❖x3 (30HP ) Side Effects: Auto hit unless the target has an active totem able to buff ❖x4 ( 40HP ) from magic damage. Does no damage to totems spells. The user is only able to use this scroll every other turn. Bio: Sand cuts into the target like a sword but doesn't seem able to cut into totems.
[+animosity from local Nikatal tribes of Usank]
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 5:22 pm
Raziel Laverick Level:► 0(14/20) Lord █Speed:► 50 █Spiritual Power:► 50
Caran was a very large city, and Raz was beginning to lose hope of ever finding Ace. The city, after all, was full of dark corners and alleyways for the cat to hide in. The Valkyrie, however, was impossible to hide. He was probably the only one in the entire city, and he couldn’t shake the gaze of the citizens as he walked through the streets with his scythe across his back, snuggly between his wings. The constant stares made his slightly uncomfortable, but he tried his best to ignore them. He didn’t sense and malice or hatred from any of the citizens, only awe and wonder, so Raz wasn’t concerned about his safety.
After wandering the city aimlessly for what seemed like hours Raz spotted some mechanical guards keeping a close eye on a pair of hooded figures leaving a tavern. Raz watched the cloaked figures cautiously, unsure if the guards where keeping an eye on them because they had done something, or simply because they looked suspicious. Raz was suddenly very aware that he had stopped in the middle of the street for no apparent reason and was now the subject of the guards gaze, as well and everyone else around. He couldn’t help but blush and feel embarrassed. He looked around at the people and giggled, trying to relieve some of his embarrassment with humor, and started walking in the direction the hooded figures were heading, not only to see what they were up to, but to escape his current situation.
█Name:Jasper Sparks █Nicknames: Jas, Sparky █Alchemist :► █Guild: (grunt now, will be leader) █Level:► [3/20] █Coins:► 50
█HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total ) █Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞( 50 Mana total )
Jas tensed under his hood as the hooded figures approached the Wieva group, Sasha peeking out curiously from his perch. He held his breath as he listened to the rotting figures, nearly knocking his hood back as his head snapped up at the mention of the Evolution guild visiting Artifacts.
"What do they mean, 'payed a visit'... Did something happen to the guild?" He muttered to Sasha, making sure to keep his head down as the two Eidolon (not Re-anima, silly Sparky...) huffed past before he turned his attention back to the group of Weiva and the Nikatal, ears perked for the details.
"How did you survive the attack on your guild..." he heard the Nikatal ask the group of dreams and his head nearly snapped up in shock, and would have, if Sasha hadn't held his hair in place to prevent the Re-Anima guards from catching onto his disguise. As it was, he stood up quickly enough to knock his chair backwards after listening to the Wieva recount their stories of fleeing the bloodbath of a conflict in hopes of finding safety somewhere. And they all mentioned someone that they were looking for to lead, but Jas missed the name every time over the thoughts buzzing in his head.
He staggered back, grimacing as he bumped into one of the other customers, his long hair slipping out of his hood as he croaked out an apology and hobbled out the door and back onto the crowded streets of the outer Caran, ducking swiftly into a side alley, his long legs quickly carrying him toward the edge of the city. He barely had time to think before he heard a sharp whistling sound, jumping backwards as a dagger glanced past where he was standing, though it cought on the clasp of his cloak and the fabric fluttered to the ground.
"Did you really think we didn't know you were there as soon as you walked in?" One of the Eidolons from before questioned, the two stepping out of the shadows of a narrow street, weapons drawn. "You know, you're kind of a celebrity among the museum Nerds... Seemed like they were looking for someone like you... At least if This..." The other Eidolon said with a smirk as he lifted up one of the wanted posters, "Is the fool they're tracking. I suppose not everyone in your little 'treasure hunter's club' isn't as good at finding things, now are they?" He stated with a smug grin, running his sword through the poster menacingly.
Sasha's fur bristled threateningly as he leaped off the Wieva's shoulder, the lightning dream pulling the staff he'd recently stolen from the gem on his neck. "What are you talking about? Why would they be looking for me? And what do you want?" Jas shot back, the air crackling around him with lightning.
"Well, you won't really need to worry about that, because they they wouldn't be able to find you where you're going..." The first Eidolon growled, stepping forward and taking a violent swing at the Wieva, who jumped back agilely, clubbing the lump of rot in the head with the staff. "That sounded like a threat. You'll find I don't take well to threats..." Jasper responded darkly, twirling the golden metal nimbly as the knocked-over Eidolon pushed himself up slowly. Despite the Wieva's bravado, though, he gulped back his panic, the back of his mind screaming to run.
ooc//: (Just as a guide, Gold quotes are Jas, Bold is the two creeps, and Italics is stuff he overhears)
Light / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio: Dark / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio:
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 6:45 pm
Raziel Laverick Level:► 0(15/20) Lord Speed:► 50 Spiritual Power:► 50
Raz trailed the men, being as discrete as he possible could, which wasn’t exactly very much considering he was the only Valkyrie in the city and couldn’t hide his snowy white wings no matter how hard he tried. Raz took a few differend roads than the hooded men, but not frequently enough to lose track of them. After all, he didn’t want to make it obvious that that he was following them. If they did notice, neither of them indicated such or attempted to stop him. Raz’s morality didn’t allow him to attack the men, no matter how suspicious they looked, until they attempted to harm someone first. Once that happened, the Valkyrie could take the two of them out swiftly and with no remorse.
He followed the two cloaked figures to an ally near the edge of the city were they stopped. They seemed to be waiting for something, or someone. Raz lifted himself off the ground with a burst from his powerful winds and flew to the roof of one of the buildings bordering the ally. It was an exultant vantage point to observe from, and hardly anyone ever looked up. Raz didn’t have to wait long for someone else to come into the ally. Another cloaked figure that appeared to be trying to hide from someone. Unfortunately for him, the two cloaked men were waiting in ambush.
The men were foolish though and took the time to gloat before trying an attack. While they were talking and the first one took a swing at what appeard to be a wieva male Raz uttered the curse of apathy, removing any animosity from the other and turning into an unfeeling shell. While the one that attacked the wieva was vulnerable, Raz leapt from the top of the building and landed behind the cloaked figure, putting him between himself and the wieva. The Valkrye stood tall and stretched out his wings and much as the ally’s space would allow, filling the ally with his powerful presence. “Hello.” He greeted with a disarming smile
HP:►❖❖❖❖❖ ❖❖Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞ ۞۞۞۞ Scythe:► ❖❖❖❖
Curse of Apathy Element: Soul Cast to cast:۞۞۞۞۞ Bio: severs the tie between soul and body, causing the target to become stoic and unfeeling. Any strong emotion showed towards the cursed, such as a foe's attack or a lover's kiss, will restore the body-soul bond and shatter the curse.
The survivors of the Artifact guild turned out to be rather hard to negotiate with and had not bought Ace's cover at all, a mountain nikatal wasn't exactly a common sight after all. It wasn't until Ace had let slip that perhaps he was asking about their guild because he was maybe working with Nobility's new leader who was also present and perhaps interested in forming an alliance that they finally relented to share some information. Good thing he was a professional liar even if it was only a half-truth (or lie). They didn't know that he wasn't part of the guild.
The survivors had been the inexperienced scholars and tacticians, those who had not been directly on the battlefield. The guild had sought to give them a supporting role due to their weak combat abilities and it had been what had saved their lives. When the chain of command had been severed, they had scattered in small groups and this one in particular had been hunted and harrassed during their trip to Caran where a candidate for guild leadership had last been seen.
"He acts like a bloody kid though," one had muttered sourly as they exited the tavern. "What a waste of talent."
"Still, those two walking corpses...they seem to know of this Jasper Sparks' whereabouts..." Ace supplied as he mentally made plans to contact the valkyrie he had run away from. "You think it's a trap?"
The others shrugged as they left the busy square and onto a smaller, quieter street. "It's the only lead we have so far, but Sparks is a renown...um..."
"Thief," Ace finished pointing at a flash of color nimbly darting through the crowd before adding with a cocky grin: "Takes one to know one. Come on!"
Unfortunately, the lightning wieva was too fast and before long, he was out of sight. They were in a shadier area of the city now, an area with innumerable small alleys and maze-like streets, but much less mechanical patrols. Cursing loudly, Ace jumped onto the roof of a nearby house to try and get a better look around.
"There!" one of the wieva shouted and pointed in a direction while a small bird on its shoulder took flight, "Lightning magic! Follow my robin!"
It was rather unnecessary though as Ace caught sight of probably the only valkyrie in town. Talk about timing. Without hesitation, the nikatal took a few leaps forward and leaped into the alley. With a quick movement of the arm, he had the rope he whipped out of his pouch wrapped around the clubbed eidolon's companion who had just made a move to take a swing at Raz.
"Oh hi, Raz, missed me?" he couldn't help but say even as he struggled to pull his captive backward. However, even outnumbered, the rotting figures would not accept defeat and Ace found himself sidestepping as flaming daggers were thrown in his direction from the eidolon Jas had clubbed. Meanwhile, the captive had started muttering curses and Ace could only watch with desolation as his rope was burnt into ashes.
"Leave the Artifact runt to us and we will overlook this," they growled and one of them shot a burst of black flame into the sky.
Where were the other Artifact members? Why are these killers after one specific member of the guild? And what was the flame for? Ace couldn't help but wonder, he had a very bad feeling about this.
[-length of ropex1] (OoC: Have fun shaping the NPC's razz You're the guild cap'n here now so don't impose restriction upon your imagination. and OMG, stop me guys, or I'm gonna write novels OTL. I dont' know what's gotten into me. )
●Dagger:►❖❖ ●Hand-to-hand combat:►❖❖ ●Tonfa:►❖ ❖ None on him
Inventory:
Sand sword Damage:❖x3 (30HP ) Side Effects: Auto hit unless the target has an active totem able to buff ❖x4 ( 40HP ) from magic damage. Does no damage to totems spells. The user is only able to use this scroll every other turn. Bio: Sand cuts into the target like a sword but doesn't seem able to cut into totems.
[+animosity from local Nikatal tribes of Usank]
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 8:10 pm
Raziel Laverick Level:► 0(16/20) Lord Speed:► 50 Spiritual Power:► 50
Raz smiled brightly at Ace’s entrance. “I’ve been looking for you.” The Valkyrie said to his nikatal thief companion as if they weren’t in the middle of a skirmish. He smoothly dodged flying daggers thrown by one of the eidolon men as he moved closer to the wieva boy. It was clear that the cloaked figures had made him their target, so he was Raz’s biggest concern at the moment. The Valkyried hadn’t drawn his scythe yet, and he hoped he wouldn’t have to, he was a more of a defender that a fighter. He had just reached the wieva boy and grabbed hold of his hand when one of the eidolons said they would overlook the interference if they left the wieva boy to them and shot a dark flair into the sky. “Are you calling your friends?” Raz asked with a friendly giggle, as if he and the eidolon had been longtime friends. That earned him a confused look from the dumbfounded man, leaving him open for Ace to strike.
Raz was glad for the signal, it meant the assailants companions would come to him. He could eradicate the scourge on this city all at once. This also meant he would have to put more effort into protecting the boy. Raz held the wieva’s hand tightly and pulled him closer to his body and wrapped his feathery and soft wings around them. He pulled them into the spirit realm, let their bodies fade into an ethereal state.
“I’ll protect you.” Raz whispered to the boy before releasing him. The Valkyrie returned to the material plane to face the eidolons but left the wieva boy in an ethereal state, protected from the assailants’ weapons. He finaly brandished his scythe, knowing if more were to come, he would need it.
HP:►❖❖❖❖❖ ❖❖Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞ ۞۞۞۞ Scythe:► ❖❖❖❖
Ethereal Embrace Element: Soul Weapon: n/a Cast to cast:۞۞ Damage able to buff from magic target suffers half damage from magic Damage able to buff from weapons physical weapons pass harmlessly through the target. Side effects while ethereal, creatures can pass through solid objects Bio: the caster embraces a targeted and pulls them both to the ethereal plane where souls reside.
█Name:Jasper Sparks █Nicknames: Jas, Sparky █Alchemist :► █Guild: (grunt now, will be leader) █Level:► [4/20] █Coins:► 50
█HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total ) █Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞( 50 Mana total )
Jas flinched as the Nikatal and other Wieva appeared behind him, expecting more adversaries to only to sigh in relief as the thief threw himself at the Eidolon. The other Wieva swarmed around him, all three taking protective stances around Jas as he watched in confusion.
"You're Jasper, right?" One of them spoke up, snapping him out of his confused stupor. He glanced back at the Wieva, all of whom looked around his age, if not younger, and gave a curt nod in affirmation, though he still wasn't quite sure what they wanted from him.
"Anyone care to explain what's going on after this?" Jas questioned, comforted slightly by the large, powerful looking Valkarie that seemed to be on his side.
At least he hoped so, though he couldn't be sure as the male turned and embraced him, eliciting an indignant squeak from the Weiva, his cheeks bright red as his form faded into its ethereal state.
"W-who said I needed protecting, huh?! I'm strong enough to take care of myself thanks..." He huffed, but stood back anyways, letting the other Wieva that seemed to listen to him form ranks around him.
Light / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio: Dark / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio:
"Oh, lord," Ace mumbled when Raz disappeared with and reappeared without the popular wieva, resisting the urge to wolf whistle. Instead, he focused on the situation at hand. So their opponent had reinforcement, well, two can play that game. "You really sure you want to use that to call your friends? Hey, Raz, where did you park the rest of the group?"
He ducked from the swing of a sword and took out his own dagger. "Think they are done shopping?" Another throwing knife was sent his way, but he deflected it with his dagger and sank it between where he assumed his opponent's rib were. The thing hissed and thrashed, spitting black fire and releasing a fetid cloud of burnt flesh, forcing Ace to take a step back to shield a burnt hand. The eidolon took the opportunity to roll back, pulling the nikatal's dagger free with a thick squelch and calling for his companion who had turned his sword towards Raziel, slashing furiously and demanding he returns their target.
"Fall back, they know he's here now! No need to wait for the guards! We'll come at nightfall," it spat before turning towards Ace who had retrieved his dagger and charging at him with a spell of his own forming. "We know where you will be now."
Just as Ace launched a wave of fire, the creature threw a small sachet on the floor, whipping a storm of fire, successfully blocking the killer from view and securing his escape. Ace had to jump back a few meters to avoid being caught up in the fire that seem to be spreading, thankfully in the direction opposite of them thanks to his infernal wave that seem to be pushing it back ever so slightly. The heat could still be felt, but it wasn't as bad as the burn on his left forearm though things could get dangerous if they dragged the fight on. Most of the houses in the poorer region of Caran were not fireproof or protected by appropriate runes. They had to end this now before they are caught for arson. With that in mind, the nikatal spun around to assist the valkyrie, not noticing the peculiar shape of his burn.
Meanwhile, cloaked figures all over the city congregated towards a single out dried well in the south east of the city, spreading a miasma of putrefied flesh over a radius of a mile. One by one, each eidolon slipped into what appeared to be a hide out to meet their employer.
Infernal Wave activated, turn 1 of 3 (OoC: Sorry, was tutoring some kids. Hours of French grammar, only Asian parents would make their kids suffer like that /racist trolololol. Wanting to finish this ASAP so that Jas can get involved a bit more.)
●Dagger:►❖❖ ●Hand-to-hand combat:►❖❖ ●Tonfa:►❖ ❖ None on him
Inventory:
Sand sword Damage:❖x3 (30HP ) Side Effects: Auto hit unless the target has an active totem able to buff ❖x4 ( 40HP ) from magic damage. Does no damage to totems spells. The user is only able to use this scroll every other turn. Bio: Sand cuts into the target like a sword but doesn't seem able to cut into totems.
Raziel Laverick Level:► 0(17/20) Lord Speed:► 50 Spiritual Power:► 50
Confident that the wieva boy was now save, Raz was able to focus his attention on their eidolon opponents. Ace was already engaging one, and the other was coming at Raz with a brandished blade. “Return our mark!” the cloaked figure demanded as it brought the sword down on meddling Valkyrie. Raz skipped backwards and easily deflected the blow with his scythe. Raz wielded his scythe with expert skill, deflecting blow after blow, giggling childishly the whole time as if this was some sort of game.
The other eidolons order to retreat was all the distraction Raz needed; with his opponents attention diverted, even for just a second, the Valkyrie was able to slip the curved blade of his scythe around the eidolons feet and pull him to the ground. With his opponent prone, Raz performed a quick flourish of his scythe and brought the blade down, piercing into the man’s, if you could call it a man, chest. The Valkyrie dragged the blade of his scythe down the torso of the doomed eidolon, carving through flesh and bone, until Raz yanked the blade free, sending an ark of black blood splattering against the walls of the ally.
The other eidolon had a trick up his sleep and managed to cover his escape with a conflagration. He wasn’t worth pursuing, especially through a wall of flame. Raz turned and searched the alley behind him for the faint form for the weiva boy the cloaked eidolons were after. He extended a hand towards the boy and reached through the ethereal veil that protected the weiva. With a gentle tug, Raz pulled him back into reality and close to the Valkyrie’s powerful chest. “Hey there! We should get going.” Raz said with a cheerful smile as he wrapped his other arm arm around the weiva’s waist. “I’ll get him out of here, he’ll be safe with me.” Raz said to Ace and the other weiva sharing the ally with them. It took only a single burst from his beautiful wings to lift the two into the air and away from the dangerous flames. Raz tightened his hold around the boy’s waist as he soared through the city’s sky. The Valkyrie stayed aloft only long enough to put some distance between them and the burning alley before he gently landed, still holding onto the weiva boy tightly. “I’m Raz.” He introduced himself with a childish smile, as if nothing had happened.
Raziel had not needed his assistance after all and was soon airborn with the wieva, leaving Ace and the rest of the Artifact guild behind. Ace could only wish that Raz would take a discreet, low altitude path so as to not give their destination away though if what their opponent said was true, they should be fine until nightfall. The nikatal briefly considered leaving the city as soon as possible, but their little commotion had tightened security even at the city gates. Not to mention that it will leave them open to attacks. Here, in the city, they were at least on good terms with the law enforcements. Mostly at least.
The eidolon had not been willing to go head on against the city guards which meant that they may stand a chance if the city backed them up. Problem is, getting to the governor, but hey, they had the leader of Nobility and survivors of the Artifact guild, someone, however pompous, ought to listen to them. The problem may be Jasper. He was a reputed thief so it may be best to hide his identity.
"Alright, does anyone know where the governor's house is or do you guys have a camp nearby?" Ace finally asked the other wievas as they fled the scene. However, the fire had attracted quite a number of curious onlookers and rounding a corner led them straight into a crowd of locals who had gathered at a safe distance to watch. Before long, Ace found himself separated from the wievas that were blending in with members of the same species.
The citizens were all whispering worriedly about what may have been the source of all the chaos and inadvertently, one of them pointed out the presence of a nikatal in their midst. Oh bother, Ace thought to himself as he slipped his way through the crowd and out of before any of the guards reached him. He headed south, ducking in between houses and diving into alleys with not a single clue where he was going, but that was also the point since that meant they would shake off any pursuer.
At last, he ducked into a fabric store through the back door where he nabbed a piece of ostentatious green fabric and wrapped it around himself in a makeshift cloak and found a little corner to hide and wait for things to calm down outside. In the meantime, he ripped another piece of cloth with his dagger and started bandaging his wound that had somehow gone numb. His skin had gone black around the burn, but it did not look like a third degree burn much to his relief.
He was about to step out when he heard voices coming from the front of the store. "Edowyn! Edowyn! You good for nothing...You forgot the fabrics outside! I'll have your hide if the smell of those damnable eidolons gets stuck on my precious wares!" A yelp was heard and what Ace assumed to be Edowyn rushed past Ace's hiding spot and into the backyard where rows and rows of fabrics were hanging on wooden racks. The kid, an apprentice most likely was frantically pulling them off and Ace suddenly had an idea.
Silent as a shadow, the nikatal slipped behind the thing and wrapped his arms around his neck in a chokehold, dagger pointing lazily at the petrified youth's head. "Okay, answer these and you walk away without a scratch, scream and the owner's pretty cloth gets dyed red," he started, giving a few pokes to the youth for good measure. "Eidolons, your boss had said something about them so tell me, where are they usually seen?"
"Er-ehm, they aren't that many! We usually don't see them because no one likes them and they know that. Only recently...they've been seen gathering in that neighborhood," the kid pointed while stammering and stuttering nervously. Ace almost felt sorry for him, but kept his hold, thoughtful of the new information he had gotten. So, the undead didn't get along well with their neighbors and have started to band together. Not to mention that they seem to have taken on a job to kill someone from Artifact. Now, that guild of bookworms didn't have many enemies to begin with so it wouldn't be too far fetched to conclude that Evolution gathered the eidolons to kill Jasper Sparks. Problem is, how did the dark guild know of the wieva's importance? Was there a mole in the guild? And how did they tame the eidolons?
"Alright, now how about you give me the direction of who is in charge of this city."
Infernal Wave activated, turn 2 of 3 [+Green piece of cloth x1]
●Dagger:►❖❖ ●Hand-to-hand combat:►❖❖ ●Tonfa:►❖ ❖ None on him
Inventory:
Sand sword Damage:❖x3 (30HP ) Side Effects: Auto hit unless the target has an active totem able to buff ❖x4 ( 40HP ) from magic damage. Does no damage to totems spells. The user is only able to use this scroll every other turn. Bio: Sand cuts into the target like a sword but doesn't seem able to cut into totems.
█Name:Jasper Sparks █Nicknames: Jas, Sparky █Alchemist :► █Guild: (grunt now, will be leader) █Level:► [ 5/20] █Coins:► 50
█HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total ) █Mana:► .۞۞۞۞۞( 50 Mana total )
Jas stared on as the fight drew to a close, his eyes flickering over the growing flames that the Nikatal and the Eidolon caused that was quickly growing out of control. His attention was pulled back to reality when the Valkyrie's hand reached into whatever field he'd been thrown into and tugged him back.
"Wait what's goin-" The Wieva started before he was forced to the male's chest and his feet lifted off the ground, Sasha giving a panicked squeal as he tried to follow the winged man. The other Wieva also made startled noises, quickly scrambling after the Nikatal to the crowded streets of Catan and following the direction of the White-winged captor as best they could.
"H-hey! Who do you think you are, just carrying me off like that?!" Jas questioned as soon as his feet where returned to the comfort of the ground. "Who said I even needed help back there? I was perfectly fine until you guys showed up and lit everything on fire you know!" He continued, throwing a fist towards the angel man, barely able to contain the wince that came along with landing the hit on the muscled man.
"So the name of my captor is Raz. Great. Care to fill me in on what's going on then, 'Raz'?" he asked sarcastically, air quotes and eye rolling at full power as he stepped away from the Valkyrie, crossing his arms and scowling.
Light / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio: Dark / Thunder Side Effects: Summons an elemental dragon. Loses one ۞ each turn. Die when it has no more ۞, cannot be restored. Summons HP: ❖❖❖❖❖ Summons Mana:۞۞۞۞۞ Damage:❖❖❖ Uses Unlimited Bio:
Minor Health Potion:Restores ❖ Each RP post for 5 posts
Minor Mana Potion:Restores ۞ Each RP post for 5 posts
Advanced Mana Potion:Restores ۞۞۞ Each RP post for 5 posts
Advanced Health Potion:Restores ❖❖❖ Each RP post for 5 posts
Alchemist :►
(grunt now, will be leader)
Level:► [1/20]
Coins:► 50
HP:► ❖❖❖❖❖❖( 60 HP total )
Mana:► .۞۞۞۞( 40 Mana total )
Dagger:► ❖
Staff:► ❖
Trident:► ❖❖
Thunder:►16 
Thief:►
Light / Thunder
Dark / Thunder
Lord 
Speed:► 50 █
Spiritual Power:► 50
Scythe:► ❖❖❖❖ 