The bartender looked up in shock that there is a fight already on a muck. "I apologize on that." he heard what the woman said "Alright! Come and have a go if you think yer 'ard enough gentlemen!" "Bartender. If I calm the bar would you give us some fair supplies?" He asked for supplies in return for calming the crowd in the bar "YES. YES. just stop them before they destroy the damn place." A hidden grin appeared his upon face. As a Nephilim, he has duty to protect the needed. But there is also no shame in having a little bit of fun as well. He got off his seat and walked to the direction of the exit. He passed the woman who was part of this fight "Excuse me miss." Then he was about to pass two armed thugs, right when he was shoulder to shoulder he punched them in the solar plexus. "I apologize." he said with a calm, straight face. "Dont worry I didn't hu-" before he could finish his sentence, Both men started vomiting infront of him and he took a step back so none of the fluid could reach his shoes. "Lets all calm down so no one gets hurt."
Oh Astrid was hyping herself up mentally. Her Aura still shining brightly as she wielded her lightning in one hand with a sword in the other. She was about to take a step forward before a random guy walked past her. She rose an eyebrow as he walked towards the thugs. "Um excuse you we are in the middle of a fight?" she half stated and asked as she was confused as to why some guy would just walk into the centre of a fight just to get out, and be some calm. The next thing the man did shocked and angered Astrid. He kidney shot two of the guys leaving the man with the sword. "Hey you! You can't just walk walk in here. Punch people out of the blue like that!" she yelled but her tone was not threatening. Then the two guys he punched began to vomit. Astrid's face turned pale and her aura dimmed completely "Eww!" she shrieked jumping back. "Why!? What in the Hel is wrong with you!?" he yelled at the man once again. "You are the one hurting people. If anything you should be the one to back off!" she continued as she stormed up to him raising a finger. However once she got near him she felt a warm presences surround her. Something...holy lurked about this guy and what ever it was it calmed her down quite a bit. "What is this feeling? Who are you?" her face completely lax as she spoke in a soft tone. As this was going on the giant had regained consciousnesses and got up. He was angry and now glowing red as his body emanated alot of heat. "You..." he mumbled. "You a**!" he roared as he turned around revealing a glowing battle hammer. He rose it high above Hansel as if he were a whack-a-mole.
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
• The lightning they wield is of holy nature, due to their lineage. It is of exceptional destructive ability; all lightning and bloodline skills they use are given a rank bonus in power. • When a Magus creates their very own spell it becomes a signature. This spell becomes special and does not take a reduction when the Magus is without their channelling object. It also costs 1/4 less energy to cast.
He turned to the direction of the woman who seems to be upset a bit that he just waltz in and cause some trouble. "To be more specific and technical, I stopped trouble before it started. You see almost everyone here is not a nice person and -I'll explain later." He heard one of the brutes that he knocked out wasn't knocked out and called him an a**. He was upset from what Hansel did; who could blame him. The punch must have hurt like hell. The incredibly upset man obviously wants payback. He used his battle hammer and wanted to smash Hansel as if he was about to hammer down a nail. "*Sighed* You're pretty strong, for a human." he grabbed the wrist of the man holding the hammer and used his other hand to grab the back of the mans head. "Why Are You Hitting Yourself." He brought the hammer to his face. "Why Are You Hitting Yourself."Another hit with his own hammer would be done to the man's already bruised face. "Why Are You Hitting Yourself." now a broken nose is done with blood coming out of it. He stopped for a short moment and turned to the woman once again "My name is Hansel and I apologize for my late introduction. You see I...ah-Give me a second. "Are we done, good sir." The only thing that the man could do was nod and he fell to the floor.
Astrid rose an eyebrow again as he started to explain but was rudely inturuptted by that huge oaf from earlier. When the brute went to strike hansel she would not be suprised if he got smashed there and then. These guys were bounty hunters and were pretty powerful. However Hansel just caught the fist and proceeded to punch the brute using the giant's own fist over and over again. The sight made Astrid giggle a bit, making her guard drop. She was very impressed with this guy's strength and his chiled out deminor. Finaly the guy introduced himself as Hansel, "Nice to meet you Hansel! I am Astrid Naudr!" she chimed up as the brute was still being humiliated. Hansel tried to continue to explain who he was but the fight was too distracting. After a while the brute finally gave in and fell to the floor. "Very impressive good sir," she said as she gestured towards him. It was at this time when the swordsman pounced at Astrid. His sword crackling with energy obviously magical in nature. The sword swung towards Astrid however Astrid's body was able to react in time by covering itself in arcane energy. The sword just shattered upon contact. Astrid turned around with a sinister grin on her face. "Oh heya sweetie I almost did not notice you there," she said before punching him square in the face sending him to the floor with the rest of his companions.
"So you can finaly explain who you are and I am not letting you out of my sight without you doing so. Now sit here and let me get you a drink!" She said as she signalled for the bartender. Now the guy had ben scared while watching the fight, not sure weither to let Astrid stay but she did help stop the fight so he shrugged and brought her two drinking horns ful of Mead. "I take it you are not human by that statement you made earlier," she began to speak before taking a swig of drink. "Don't think I did not notice that small detail," she spoke with a sly grin. "Oh don't worry neither am I," she reassured him if he had been worried.
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
• The lightning they wield is of holy nature, due to their lineage. It is of exceptional destructive ability; all lightning and bloodline skills they use are given a rank bonus in power. • When a Magus creates their very own spell it becomes a signature. This spell becomes special and does not take a reduction when the Magus is without their channelling object. It also costs 1/4 less energy to cast.
Astrid Naudr was her name. She obviously has skill and no stranger to combat. "This was nothing special done. I actually tried not to hurt him to much." He and Astrid were communicating, greeting each other. He saw what she did to the man that tried to attack her behind the back. Astrid easily saw that coming and countered it. " you guessed right. A glass of wine my good man." The bartender nodded in getting his drink "You see , um, do you know what valkyries are, Astrid?" The bartender gave him a glass and poured in red wine half way. "Thank you, sir" he said to the bartender with a nod.
The bartender was going to take away the second drinking horn as Hansel wanted wine instead but Astrid placed a hand over it signalling that she would still drink it. Astrid took another swig as Hansel began to reply to her question. "Well sure! I am a Warden, we practically share the skies with them!" she chuckled. She had known a few of them and found them to be...alot. They were either scary warriors or serious, sometimes both at the same time. Astrid was too care free for those kinds of people but she had no issues with them as a race. "The ones I met have been scary and very powerful. I have alot of respect for them as their boasting is backed up with their skills as fighters and flyers," she continued to speak before taking a giant swig pretty much finishing the first drinking horn.
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
• The lightning they wield is of holy nature, due to their lineage. It is of exceptional destructive ability; all lightning and bloodline skills they use are given a rank bonus in power. • When a Magus creates their very own spell it becomes a signature. This spell becomes special and does not take a reduction when the Magus is without their channelling object. It also costs 1/4 less energy to cast.
He did a circular motion with the glass, as the red wine followed the motion witht he glass. He listened to Astrid as she is well known about the angels. "I too have a lot of respect with them, They're skills in combat are so skilled that they might be the most well combatant angel warriors of the angel family. I hard about wardens, you're fierce in the hunt. History defines wardens as close the angels that are closest to human. But there is a third; Valkyries , Wardens, and Nephilims. That's where I fit the piece. Know what Nephilims are?" he took a sip of his wine, asking her about his race of angel blood.
Astrid grabbed the next drinking horn and started to drink from that aswell. She was a heavy weight so this amount of drink was nothing to her. She could remember the feasts back at home where Bjorn the Bellower would drink 10 barrels and would stil be able to use his legendary voice and sing. Astrid mentally chuckled at the memory of her father. She can see where she got her stomach from. Astrid's attention was drawn back when Hansel mentioned the Warden's hunting prowess. "Well we do use lightning, so naturally we would be fast and powerful hunters." she said raising her horn before downing the entire thing. "Though I would not class us as Angels because we are not as...Divine as the Nephilim or Valkyrie. Or even have the wings but we are just as good flyers I will admit." she said signalling for another drink but she rose four fingers asking the bartender for four horns this time. The man's eyes widened but nodded, he saw what she could do and did owe her for helping Hansel.
Hansel finally admitted to being Nephilim and this actually surprised Astrid. "I must say you do not look like the blondeys I flew with. But that's fair enough my friend!" she said as the bartender brought four drinking horns full of ale. Astrid dug into her pouch and brought out a bunch of coins. More coins than she needed to pay for the drinks, handing it to the bartender while smiling. "Keep the change love" she spoke in a sweeter tone to seem less scary to the man. Turning back to Hansel and picking up a new horn to drink from. "I know you guys think as yourselves being protectors most of you wielding holy magic and slaying the demons to save all the mortals. Highly respectable people, amazing hosts and like our feminine feathered friends, powerful warriors," Astrid listing out all of the facts she knew on the half angel folk. "I knew one guy who managed to drink as much as me in a mead hall tournament once. Now THAT was very impressive, no one I have met who was not a Warden has defeated me to this day. You lot are crazy strong!" she began to bellow as the alcohol started to brighten up her spirits. She was not getting drunk just merry like most of her people tended to act.
Astrid now knew what this guy was which allowed her to deduce that what he used earlier was holy magic to calm her down. "So you must be one of those Templars? That's what you used earlier wasn't it? That Holy aura thing," she said making hand gestures to further illustrate what she was trying to describe. She had met mostly holy Templars in her lifetime. However one un-holy one stuck out to her, she felt her right arm over where the scar he gave her with her left hand. "That scoundrel will get what's coming to him one day!" she thought to herself. Shaking her head slightly to distract her mind she took another drinking horn and started to drink from it. "I have no problem with the holy ones mind you. Just don't agree with the sacrificing and killing done by the un-holy side is all," she said before downing the fourth drinking horn, seventh if you count all the drinks from the entire day.
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
• The lightning they wield is of holy nature, due to their lineage. It is of exceptional destructive ability; all lightning and bloodline skills they use are given a rank bonus in power. • When a Magus creates their very own spell it becomes a signature. This spell becomes special and does not take a reduction when the Magus is without their channelling object. It also costs 1/4 less energy to cast.
Astrid admitted that Hansel didn't look like most of the angel. Truth be told, Hansel doesn't look like the others. "Yea, I kind of shorten and died my hair jet black. So far the only thing is the eyes. Sky blue eyes that are similar to clear ocean waters. Oh and one more thing, this five o clock shadow would be a difference I suppose. " he made a little bit of a joke, to spread a little humor. Humor wasn't always his best strong suit.
"Yes, that is true. I am a Templar. But that isn't why and how I can determine those two guys that are down. They looked like they were up to no good from the get go. Also they got upset when you stood up to the guy that you beat up." Hansel made a quip referring to the guys that are beat up. "That is why I'm here actually. A lot of dark activity flowing in this side of Axiom"
Astrid could not understand why someone would change their appearance like that for no reason. Or maybe there was one he was not admitting to just yet. The joke Hansel tried to make flew over her head as she did not understand it in the slightest. She just gave him a weird look and a nod. "yeah I guess," she said before taking another horn and drinking from that. It seemed Astrid's assumption was correct in that Hansel was a Templar but what he used was not correct which confused Astrid. "So what did you use then? I don't know of any other ability that has a calming effect unless you are also a cleric maybe?" she interrogated the poor man. She really wanted to know who he was, there was just something about him that drew her in. Then Hansel made a comment on the current affairs of this nation in particular. "Yeah this place has just recovered from a bloody war for god's sakes!"
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
• The lightning they wield is of holy nature, due to their lineage. It is of exceptional destructive ability; all lightning and bloodline skills they use are given a rank bonus in power. • When a Magus creates their very own spell it becomes a signature. This spell becomes special and does not take a reduction when the Magus is without their channelling object. It also costs 1/4 less energy to cast.
Astrid question how Hansel could know about those men. "Well this is something that exceeds clerics. As a nephilim, we can sense evil and read energy signatures. In short, I can sense if someone has good intentions or not. " he sipped the rest of his glass of wine. "Emphasis on gods, wouldn't you say, this land..No, this country is in chaos, and within chaos, darkness rises. Excuse me sir, another glass, plz" he asked the bartender for a glass of the same wine that he drank to be refilled and explained to astrid that because of the war and the god's interference, chaos reigns across the lands of Yuran.
Cold yet burning liquid slid down his esophagus. Setting down his shot glass Devrin set his golden eyes upon the pair of Angels at the of the bar. The one Warden was the one he saw grab his job flyer. The second one came in when the locales "greeted" her.
As he was thinking this a man crept up on the to, knife in hand. "A friend of the gentlemen on the floor?" he thought to himself. Gripping the handle his revolver he waited. As the man raised his knife to plunge it into the Warden a shot rang out through the bar. The mans knife went flying, bringing his hands down in shock looking to Devrin who had his gun train on him, already cocking the hammer again.
Devrin slammed back another shot of his liqueur. Setting it down he spoke to the man "grab your friends and get out before you join them on the floor" he warned the man. Quickly the man grabbed the gentlemen and dragged them from the bar.
Hansel ↱◉ Race: Nephilim /◉ Class: Knight/ ◉ Specialize: Templar/ ◉ Rank: Novice/◉ Str/Spd: 13/6 ◉ Energy: 550/ __________________________________________________________________ The partender refilled his glass of red wine. "So, that is why I'm here, to decrease the chaos that is flowing around the country. Truth be told is is EXTREMELY difficult." He grabbed his glass and took a large sip. While taking a drink, he heard a gun shot inside the bar. He turned around and saw a knife flying and heard a gentleman 'grab your friends and get out before you join them on the floor' "Things has gotten interesting." ____________________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 5:58 pm
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Astrid hadn't heard of this ability before but she was not suprised if it was real as the nephilim do tend to deal with mortals alot and such ability would be useful. "I see, that must be handy at times," she said before taking a swig of her ale. She continued to listen to Hansel as he explained why he was here and she thought that was noble but stuff like that was too serious for her if she was honest. "I just seek out adventures and thrills, no noble mission at all since that kind of thing is not for me," She replied. What happened next completely started Astrid. She heard a gunshot go off behind her. Her body snapped around to see one of the thugs just stairing in shock at the shooter. "Was that thug about to stab me...? That would of actually killed me if it wasn't for that guy!" she thought to herself as she too was in a semi state of shock after realising how badly that could of gone. She jumped up and held her hand out firmly for the shooter to shake. "Thankyou so much friend! I owe you for that and I shall start to repay you," she said as she signalled again for the bartender. "Please can you get this hero as many drinks as he wants. I will pay," she asked kindly. The man nodded and turned to the shooter prompting for his order.
• Bolt D Through a quick jab with a fist, or pointing a weapon at someone, a bolt of lightning will arc its way toward whatever target that is chosen by the user. The attack scales in intensity to suit the user's liking.
Placing his thumb on the hammer he pulled the the trigger. Sliding it into the holster he got up from his spot. Walking over to the two, Astird should recognize the symbol on the cloth tied around his arm as the Mazdakist symbol for Raphael. He stopped next to her, fixing her with his golden eyes.
Bartender set another of the shots he was doing at his first spot. "Well I am here with a job, you already know about it which is why you're here" he said to her. He slammed back the shot then looked to the Nephillim.
