Din was watching Lilith as she looked around, another vampiric female having arrived while Radek kept his eyes on her. It seemed as though this was a selection of the best and Anastasia was placed onto the chopping block. Radek had noted of her pushing a fairly weak soldier down who was wielding a greatsword that he couldn't even swing. Radek soon pulled out his bo staff and set it at his side while Din was chuckling at the fact that he was called a monster by the captain of the Nocturne Nation, when in turn they were all monsters from creation.
Energy: 1100/1100 Strength/Speed: 3/5 Equipment: Bronze Armor Body Parts: Legs: Ghost Car ב ג ¢ ∂ ÷ ƒ g ם י נ ך ℓ ל ח ף ס q ¾ ע ץ ם ש ק ף
"..." [The Freak]
Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 6:51 pm
Pleasure erupted through her body as she began to shake. Then within the next moment pain erupted through her body. Through her helmet all that could be seen was her mouth. Gritting her teeth as her fangs began to show she gave a soft growl. Hearing the woman question her she answered with the only thing she knew. "I am a knight. I am here to serve." She spoke honestly to the woman. With the woman placing her finger upon her lip it was searing into her flesh. It had to have been. "That is all there is to know about me." She answered further as she was hoping the woman would accept this. After all what kind of threat could Ana pose to this woman?
Every one of the soldiers in line were gazing at Lilith and Anastasia out form the corner of their eyes. None dared to move though, especially when the vampire let loose a quiet growl. Lilith's lip curled into a brief snarl in return. The wicked sound of coiling metal over itself went off from somewhere unseen, but uncomfortably close to Anastasia. The Queen of Thorns rippled beneath the succubus' skin as she stood before the knight, taking in what she had said. The snarl slowly turned into a smirk and the dangerous glint was back in her eyes. Seeing those fangs poke out from Anastasia's lips brought to mind the last vampire she had dealt with. Succubi and vampires were very similar when it came to their modus operandi. Lilith herself could choose to sport a set of fangs should she so choose, and even had a skill in her repertoire that involved biting. While they didn't take any blood from their prey they did suck the energy from them. Lilith's kind and the bloodsuckers often mixed and mingled due to their similarities. "Here to serve, you say? Slaves serve. I think I know just what to do with you." The words were wrapped in satin and sounded ten types of lewd, but Lilith was vague enough to mask her double entendre. With sudden abandon for the moment that passed Lilith turned away and sauntered over to where she had been standing before. With a quick scan of the group once more a decision was made. "You, minion. And you, monster. Come on, I've a date with destiny." Lilith said, pointing at Anastasia and to Din. Without another word she turned away from the group of people and set off for a more private location in the fort. Every other person assembled would have to figure s**t out on their own, Lilith had deemed them not worth her time.
• Extremely seductive. Like Incubi, you possess the ability to instantly seduce others as long as they're two ranks below you. It's said that this becomes possible only due to their astounding beauty, but that is only a supplement. The Succubi are indeed far more beautiful than all other races, but their seduction lies in the magical energy they are born with. This energy flows around them and into the air like cells into a vein, bewitching any they seek.
• Lilith has developed the ability to detect the emotional state of the people near her and manipulate her succubus aura to merely make people around her feel very wanting of the more pleasurable acts. They become lascivious ratchet hoes, making it easier for Lilith to seduce people. This makes it so people one rank under Lillith are instantly seduced. If the opponent thinks they will be harmed the aura is broken. If Lilith tries to kill the target they are snapped out of it as well.
• Arcane Arts: Her magic spells are quite devastating should one hit you. (+1 rank to magic)
• Ability to manifest certain aspects of the demon at will. They can extend wings, sharp fingernails, as well as horns when they please.
• Detect Magic The user can detect magic. This means when others cast spells, or emanate high amounts of energy, you can see their aura. This also means you can detect magic in an area, meaning if an area has something magical about it, you can feel it. At higher ranks, you can determine the source in an area.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
Technique
Posted: Sat Oct 25, 2014 12:53 pm
Din
α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ ך ℓ ל ח ף ס q ¾ ע ץ ם ש ק ף
Din nodded as he moved towards Lilith as she began to walk off with him and Anastasia. He looked back to Radek, who had sighed when he was, once again, put off the line of frontal work. Radek wandered off to get to work on forging some more weapons and armory for any other soldiers. Din soon stopped behind Lilith as they were at the door before Din soon asked, "What is the plan of attack?" ((Exits))
Energy: 1100/1100 Strength/Speed: 3/5 Equipment: Bronze Armor Body Parts: Legs: Ghost Car ב ג ¢ ∂ ÷ ƒ g ם י נ ך ℓ ל ח ף ס q ¾ ע ץ ם ש ק ף
Radek Nekerat The Vampire Weapons Expert ╔══════════════╗
Radek remained in the Combat Assessment Zone the entire time, if anything, just tending to both the practice weapons and soldier weapons. He sighed, his vampiric canines revealing themselves as he had a fresh drink of blood not too long ago. With the amount of soldiers in Nocturne, it was a nice way to pass the time as he found a small amount of pride, keeping the weapons sharp and durable. Usually when it came to the blunt weapons, like hammers or a mace, a cleaning was needed, followed by a polish buffering. Once he was done, he had gotten up to stretch, heading back to the lobby while he kept his steel staff at his side to walk with it. He looked around, the water from the walls having helped keep the place clean after the last few failures who failed to complete the entrance exam.
(Skills used: ) Bag: Small Potion Energy: 525/550 Strength: 9 Speed: 7 Equipment: Steel Staff, Steel Greatsword, Steel Katanas x2, Steel Kodachis x2 Equipment using: Steel Katana(Left) ╚══════════════╝ "...I will not be defeated." Lord of Dark Weaponry
.::. When days seem meaningless, Don't go and lie. As long as I'm right here, There's no need to try. .::.
[The Fairhairs] ▬▬▬▬ [ Cleric ] ▬▬▬▬ [ Novice ]
Temperance Mikaelson Moonlight Rose.
A female was walking around the training area in a almost dazed like state. She didn't seem to be doing any training herself but simply watching. Waiting. Waiting for what? This fairhair was not one you would often run into. Not carrying a sword of any kind but she had a wooden staff strapped to her back. She was elegant and graceful with her movements and her long brown hair danced around her body whenever the wind passed through her. Golden honey eyes looked out at the many people within the area. Narrowed eyes as if she was judging each one of them but she was just waiting for someone to get hurt. To practice her healing abilities was all she wanted. It was best to use on those that actually needed their wounds treated then those that didn't. It would be like fighting against a doll. No real lesson.
.::. Yet they go on asking, when all of the time, It's always lying in the day, 'til the dead of the night. .::.
I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the ｎ ａ ｉ
There were no kind delusions of her home city floating in Nai's head. Nocturne was a rough place at the best of times in Nai's memory and she did not expect to get the fairhair fang without getting into some sort of fight or striking some sort of deal advantageous to both parties. However, such concerns, or lack thereof, would be for later. First, Nai had to find a fairhair, and to do that, she found herself in the CAZ, where many of Nocturnes fighters found themselves at one point or another. She trusted her experience to pick one that would not overwhelmingly best her in combat. Her only concern was that out of the plethora of others, there would be that one soul that loved sticking their nose into the business of others.
she searched for,
However, it was not to be. In truth, Nai wouldn't have noticed the Fairhair herself with the qualifications she was looking for. Instead, it was X, who's more expansive experience had accustomed him to the stranger combinations of races and classes. It was the fox-like shadow, drifting alongside Nai in her shadow this time around, and not the gunslinger that noticed the well-buit woman equipped as a cleric. As Nai passed by a certain brown-haired, amber-eyed woman, X would sneer, No annoyance was felt at the degrading tone of voice, but the notice stopped Nai in her tracks and her turn on a dime. She looked at where she had just walked, seeing no one with the generic fairhair traits. The shadow gave her no more hints, happy to see his summoner bothered.
Nai wasn't one to take long, however. As a quick glance, something accomplished in a fraction of a second, gave her no hints. She did not waste time and as soon as the gunslinger realized the futility of using her eyes, her hands worked furiously to adjust and raise a pistol into the air to fire off a very loud blank, as she continued to watch the crowd. She did not fear the repercussions for such an act because, quite honestly, Nocturne (and especially the CAZ) was a crazy enough place for nothing to be done about someone randomly shooting a blank inside a building.
Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 131 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black Eyes X XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ Sloth X X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 13 ✖ energy: 1800/1800 ✖ ammo: 440/440
Passives XXChaotic Energy: A passive skill that comes naturally after learning at least five chaos skills, Chaotic Energy is present when the chaos within the user reaches the point where it effects the way their energy is seen. It causes the energy to relay absolutely no concrete information (ex: class, rank, sins). Energy sensors will still be able to sense the affected person's energy. However, the energy will be such a mixed up mess that they will be unable to extract any information out of it. At most, they will know that something is unusual with the user. However, what this abnormality is will be unknown as the messed-up patterns of energy hint at nothing. XXTemporal Accuracy: Those who can control time naturally have a keen sense of time that is capable of accurately keeping the time without any form of outside help. This sense of time is even maintained during the usage of bloodline skills for both the time passed by the user and the time passed by those unaffected by the bloodline skills. Unlike most of the Tempus Inexstinctus's skills, this ability does not break down when within a meter of another significant energy source.
Skills XX. . .
Miscellaneous XX
Lady Apple White
Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:27 am
No matter how much time had passed, no matter how many times she came and was reminded of the terrible name of this place she would never accept it. So instead of calling it by the name of the fort, this area that was normally populated was referred to as the CAZ. It had been a long time since Lilith had needed to be here, and an even longer time that she had wanted to be here. As she sauntered through the halls garnering looks from all types and sorts of beings she recalled a memory. The CAZ had been flooded with ghouls hellbent on destroying all they could. Standing side by side with another succubus Lilith had taken down as many as she could before Alistair had wiped them all away. The succubus came to a stop at the head of the group assembled. There was an abormally large gathering of people here, soldiers of all ranks waiting for something. The energy in the room was charged with excitement and it seemed to ripple back and forth from wall to wall. For once the succubus chose to remain silent and reserved. She leaned against a wall and folded her arms under her chest, waiting for what was to come.
• Extremely seductive. Like Incubi, you possess the ability to instantly seduce others as long as they're two ranks below you. It's said that this becomes possible only due to their astounding beauty, but that is only a supplement. The Succubi are indeed far more beautiful than all other races, but their seduction lies in the magical energy they are born with. This energy flows around them and into the air like cells into a vein, bewitching any they seek.
• Lilith has developed the ability to detect the emotional state of the people near her and manipulate her succubus aura to merely make people around her feel very wanting of the more pleasurable acts. They become lascivious ratchet hoes, making it easier for Lilith to seduce people. This makes it so people one rank under Lillith are instantly seduced. If the opponent thinks they will be harmed the aura is broken. If Lilith tries to kill the target they are snapped out of it as well.
• Arcane Arts: Her magic spells are quite devastating should one hit you. (+1 rank to magic)
• Ability to manifest certain aspects of the demon at will. They can extend wings, sharp fingernails, as well as horns when they please.
• Detect Magic The user can detect magic. This means when others cast spells, or emanate high amounts of energy, you can see their aura. This also means you can detect magic in an area, meaning if an area has something magical about it, you can feel it. At higher ranks, you can determine the source in an area.
• Vibration Sensory A useful skill, the user channels energy into their feet to sense vibrations on the ground. As long as their feet is on the ground, a user can sense where an enemy is if they are earth bound within 50ft for five posts. This skill becomes passive once the user is Adept Rank.
Din had arrived back at the Combat Assessment Zone, the CAZ building that he enjoyed meditating at. He followed Ms. Lilith inside as they got in, her with Din yawning a tad bit from the small amount of boredom. Once they were inside, Din moved over towards where the new soldier's clothing were. That was until he noticed that demonic scent in the air before he turned to see some Demons entering CAZ as if it was no big deal. This caused Din's right eyebrow to rise while his eyes dilated until he shook his head a bit and thought it wasn't real. His eyes were closed during the shake, but when he stopped and opened them, oh they were too real. This caused Din to sigh as he changed out of his old created Rags into a soldier's formal gear.
Energy: 875/1100 Strength/Speed: 3/5 (Ghost Car bonus: +2) Equipment: Nocturne Soldier's Light-weight Armor + Longsword Body Parts: Legs: Ghost Car ב ג ¢ ∂ ÷ ƒ g ם י נ ך ℓ ל ח ף ס q ¾ ע ץ ם ש ק ף
.::. When days seem meaningless, Don't go and lie. As long as I'm right here, There's no need to try. .::.
[The Fairhairs] ▬▬▬▬ [ Cleric ] ▬▬▬▬ [ Novice ]
Temperance Mikaelson Moonlight Rose.
As Temperance walked around the training area a sudden loud gun shot was fired into the air. The fairhair winced at the loud nose and ducked her head down suddenly as if to run away from the sound but her feet didn't move but she turned in the direction of the nose. A low growl escaped her throat in a sort of warning as she turned to see a hooded female holding a pistol straight into the air. Temperance's golden eyes narrowed sharply as she was truly unhappy with the sudden sound and for no reason it seemed besides just to shoot. Her body straightened as she calmed down slightly as the ring in her ears slowly faded away. Slowly. Oddly this fairhair didn't attack but simply looked and appeared more calculating then others of her kind, clever.
.::. Yet they go on asking, when all of the time, It's always lying in the day, 'til the dead of the night. .::.
Gremmy, invisible to all but those who could detect magic, had also gathered here to see what this grand announcement was going to be. He tapped his chin as he stood near the back wall, contemplating starting a killing spree should he get too bored of waiting. In the mean time he really didnt do anything impressive. He would probably be staying for a while, however, to do a bit of training. Maybe. Actually what had he to learn? ELemental techniques? What would be the point exactly? Perhaps a few more spells from the Lich's arsenal? That could be done. Maybe he'd work on finding a way to destroy whole buildings without worrying about the law coming down on him. Also a possibility. So much work to be done, in so little time.
Energy 1350 Stats 3/5 Passives
• Undeath Liches are, as described, the risen dead of the more magical races oriented beings in the world. They have already learned to cheat death once, and will no doubt do it again. If a Lich is killed, but not properly excersized and/or laid to rest, then they will only remain dead for a certain amount of time, after which their soul, no their very essence will reconfigure elsewhere, bringing them back to life as strong as they were at death. Contact your guild captain if this happens, and they will decide what it will take for your character to recover and how long you must wait for it to happen. Also, upon reviving, you lose a rank, going from Master to Expert for example.
• Aura of Fear When near a Lich, anyone who isn't of an unholy inclination, be it class or bloodline, will be unable to ignore the overwhelming power coming from them, and by extension the natural fear struck into their hearts by their sight. Rpc's a rank higher, while unable to ignore this, can push it away and fight normally. RPC's two ranks higher are unmoved by this. At equal or one rank lower, hostile RPC's will be hesitant to fight a Lich, and by two ranks this feeling causes a sense of fear so great that enemies are forced to choose flight, rather than fight.
• Ghost Form The Lich can completely suppress their physical form and turn into a literal ghost for up to 5 posts, once per battle. In this form, they can only use nonphysical attacks, and in addition to that, they can only be harmed by magic. Once this ends, they cannot activate it again.
• Poison/Disease Immunity Lich's are simply immune to these things, as they are already dead.
Technique
Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 6:03 pm
I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the ｎ ａ ｉ
Several dropped to the ground and glared at Nai like Temperance did. However, Nai knew that it was the brown-haired, amber-eyed wolf that X had been snickering about behind her back, quite literally as the shadow was currently lounging around in a shadow behind Nai. A strange sight it was to see a Fairhair with the equipment one would expect of a cleric, or perhaps a mage. However, what Nai could see of Temperance's body showed her that this magic-user was much more physically able than most of her profession, and there were few that could achieve such as a feat, have sensitive ears, and appear completely human besides those of the Fairhair blood.
Most of the others rattled by the noise shot blood curdling glares that Nai paid no heed to before returning to their business with little further ado. This one, the one Nai was having a staring contest with, kept her gaze, however. Nai could feel no killing intent flashing through her, just thoughtful disgruntlement. Good. That meant Nai didn't have to risk a fight.
The gunslinger walked up to the fairhair as her hands deftly moved across her gun to reload it with real bullets before pocketing the pistol away. For not even a single moment did her eyes leave her target's. If by the time Nai had walked up to Temperance, the other woman was still on the ground, the gunslinger would offer a hand. Normally, such a gesture would have been considered an unnecessary waste of energy, but Nai knew enough about the world now to know about, even if she didn't completely understand, the value of softening up the other party before negotiations.
Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 131 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black Eyes X XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ Sloth X X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 13 ✖ energy: 1800/1800 ✖ ammo: 440/440
Passives XXChaotic Energy: A passive skill that comes naturally after learning at least five chaos skills, Chaotic Energy is present when the chaos within the user reaches the point where it effects the way their energy is seen. It causes the energy to relay absolutely no concrete information (ex: class, rank, sins). Energy sensors will still be able to sense the affected person's energy. However, the energy will be such a mixed up mess that they will be unable to extract any information out of it. At most, they will know that something is unusual with the user. However, what this abnormality is will be unknown as the messed-up patterns of energy hint at nothing. XXTemporal Accuracy: Those who can control time naturally have a keen sense of time that is capable of accurately keeping the time without any form of outside help. This sense of time is even maintained during the usage of bloodline skills for both the time passed by the user and the time passed by those unaffected by the bloodline skills. Unlike most of the Tempus Inexstinctus's skills, this ability does not break down when within a meter of another significant energy source.
"Taethon. Haemak vas korish nakal. Dir Kalas azira. En Zachariah kosh Vaet Nocturnum. Vakshar Est Nocturnum des yu Zachariah!"
Glory is ours. The weak have been winnowed; Even Kala is dead. I, Zachariah, have been chosen to rule Vaet Nocturnum. Under my hand, Nocturne will forever prosper.
It had been a short year. In hell as he waited for hundreds of years, time passed slowly. There was little to do, there was not much he could stand. To be truthful, Zachariah was never truly a demon. He never very well embraced them. Neither did he the angels. He preferred mortal men, their wars, their honor, the glory that came. That was how he always was. Solaris would caution him: don't get caught up in their battles - they will become your own. And how right she was? Unlike all of the angels and the demons both - races which he sat in the in-between - he had chosen to fight for a mortal nation. Fraxon united all of the lands outside of Nocturne and Val'Ghast . . . and of course, that bizarre pompous nation of Geshan.
But that meant something tragic. It meant that the war between Nocturne and Fraxon, eternal as it was, may soon come to an end. Nocturne had enough firepower to at least defend against a Frontish invasion, but all of Fraxon . . . no, that was not feasible. Zachariah resolved to step in and keep the blades clunking, the battles rolling on. Not only that, but he had an ambition.
Makath was bound as Kala was. Zachariah was currently the most powerful being alive and unchained, save for Narathos. This meant that he could become something great; rule both the angels and the demons, unite them under the common purpose of luxury, debauchery, glory, and power. He could expel the Forbidden Ones that ruled in Heaven as he spoke.
As Zachariah stepped out into the CAZ, all sound simply became a buzz. The people would find they could no longer speak. Their eyes averted to him by force of will. Him; His angelic form, upper body just thick grey muscle, lower body armored as if a warlord of a nation long since past. And in a way, he was. The Nocturne he was to revive was not the one that existed today. It was the land of the unquenchable horde that raided and pillaged all else; he was to return Nocturne to its former glory. Wasn't that the main order of business on everyone's mind, these days?
His body radiated power . . . it didn't quite glow, but it was close. His black, beige and silver wings were outstretched. His blade - War - seemed to defy reality, shifting back and forth in-between the Planes. At his back, there was a terrible shadow cast that could probably kill. And finally, in his left hand where his sword was not wielded, there was his trump card: Fate. It was a still-beating, bloody heart. He clenched it tightly always, yet it did not burst. It bled and spilled all over the floor, constantly, and yet with more blood to spill. It was disgusting, but it meant all the difference to Zachariah. It controlled the power, the audacity, and the temperance of the mind and soul. Even angels and demons were under its effects.
Finally, when all was made present, he spoke to his warriors, the Hordes of New Nocturna. "Akk val shartok zhu maes."You all know who I am."En maes Zachariah tau. En maes kosh afh Vaet Nocturnum; En maes Ashtrathok karnten!"I am the God Zachariah. I am the beating heart of Vaet Nocturnum; I am the Savior of our future!
"And..." he spoke in common. "It is my duty to make sure you all recall these truths. That you recall your loyalties. Let me be frank for a moment: the age of Kala is over. She has failed us - she has been betrayed by the weak and scheming demons of hell, and all for her own follies to predict their uprising. In her collapse, I awake. In my wake, I invigorate the blood of this land - of Nocturne, of Vaet Nocturnum. I have overthrown your King, Alistair Maric. There is no longer a need to be ruled by mortal Man. There is no longer a need for dynasties. No succession wars, no claimants, no feudalism, no imperialism, no systems, no ******** fluff. If we want to kill someone, we KILL them. If we wish to rule the world, then it shall be ours. There is no other truth. The laws of man you have adopted are simply the lies of humans and angels to keep us back. They are expelled."
He lifted his blade into the air, commanding the attention of the soldiers. It was now that he would make his decree.
"We will no longer tolerate weakness and heresy. I declare now a great purification of Nocturne. Every Vangelist, every human, and all of their sympathizers will die. This is a land of blood and carnage. So it shall always be. Whether you are man, woman, slave, freeman, Sin, Demon, Vampire, Fairhair . . . Vakk Antha! Your will is blood, and it shall be satiated; that is my design." He then pointed his blade at the crowd, visions of the same action occurring over and over; each person could feel his gaze on them, his blade pointing to their face, demanding loyalty with his eyes.
Brydent would kneel. He was the first, despite being the most loyal to Alistair. This was his God, and this was the fate of Nocturne. He knew.
Zachariah challenged all else to do the same.
Posted: Tue Dec 30, 2014 7:10 pm
I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the captain of my soul. ⇔ I am the master of my fate: / I am the ｎ ａ ｉ
Zachariah spoke, but Nai did not care. Well, she cared a little bit. She could sense that the being that stood before all was all-powerful. If he made a move to smite her for not caring, she'd spend the energy to pretend, but as it was, she did not care enough to bow. It wasn't a show of disrespect, but rather the inability to understand the need for bowing as a display of it.
Energy-effiicient as always, Nai listened to Zachariah without moving her body from whatever pose she held. She held back her words for the fairhair for after the mighty being had spoken. However, it seemed that the words would have to wait. There was a calling, and Nai could not deny it. The beseeching was not forceful or violent, as most things would have needed to be to bother Nai enough for her attention. It was instead warm, kind, and gentle, yet it grasped at Nai stronger than anything she had felt.
{Sins,} was the only word Nai directed to her summon's attention, and for once, there wasn't a hint of sarcasm in X's actions as he immediately did as Nai told him to.
-Exit-
Female ✖ 20 years ✖ 5' 8" ✖ 131 lb. ✖ Black Hair ✖ Black Eyes X XMaster ✖ Gunslinger ✖ Sub-Ninja ✖ Chaos ✖ Tempus Inexstinctus ✖ Sloth X X X Xstrength: 5 ✖ speed: 8 ✖ dodge: 13 ✖ energy: 1800/1800 ✖ ammo: 440/440
Passives XXChaotic Energy: A passive skill that comes naturally after learning at least five chaos skills, Chaotic Energy is present when the chaos within the user reaches the point where it effects the way their energy is seen. It causes the energy to relay absolutely no concrete information (ex: class, rank, sins). Energy sensors will still be able to sense the affected person's energy. However, the energy will be such a mixed up mess that they will be unable to extract any information out of it. At most, they will know that something is unusual with the user. However, what this abnormality is will be unknown as the messed-up patterns of energy hint at nothing. XXTemporal Accuracy: Those who can control time naturally have a keen sense of time that is capable of accurately keeping the time without any form of outside help. This sense of time is even maintained during the usage of bloodline skills for both the time passed by the user and the time passed by those unaffected by the bloodline skills. Unlike most of the Tempus Inexstinctus's skills, this ability does not break down when within a meter of another significant energy source.
