Since this is Novice test, I'll let you handle the animal on your own. Just kill like 5 of them. You can find the description about C.h.a.r.l.i.e.s in "The Art of War(Starter forums)" at the "Codex"
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:18 am
簡Tiranus 簡
The God Of War
• Rank: Trainee • bloodline: Pagan • Class: Dragoon • currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling: calm • Condition: normal • Weapons: Greatsword, Spear (Same Spear in the picture)
Deadly Exalted Merciless?
The Dragoon would not have to survey the field of the cliff for long before his caramel brown hues would settle upon the creatures his quest had caused him to seek. They didn't look very scary... but there were quite a few of them. No matter, I shall make short work of them. He thought to himself, drawing his greatsword. The Charlie's all looked at him for a moment, and one screamed before they all came rushing at him. Focusing on two points in the sky, Tiranus made two sharp tipped iron spears materialize in mid air. He then sent both spears hurling towards a couple of charlie's. The first spear stabbed straight through a charlie's skull, embedding it's head into the ground through the beast's chin. The second spear missed the charlie's head, but still stabbed deep into it's leg, causing the creature to emit a horrible shriek as the spear tip ripped through muscle and bone. the creature could still walk with a limp however, as it managed to pull the spear from it's leg.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:34 am
簡Tiranus 簡
The God Of War
• Rank: Trainee • bloodline: Pagan • Class: Dragoon • currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling: calm • Condition: normal • Weapons: Greatsword, Spear (Same Spear in the picture)
Deadly Exalted Merciless?
As the charlies continued to run at him, Tiranus would focus on one in the direct center, raising a dragon bone gauntleted palm and pointing it at the creature. For a moment, nothing happened. Then suddenly, a bright flash of energy erupted from the Pagan's palm and went straight through the charlie, killing it on the spot. The two unharmed beasts were now nearly upon the dark skinned warrior, and the third limping one wasn't very far behind, moving remarkably fast for such a bad injury. Tiranus's hazel eyed gaze would harden as he drew his greatsword, settling in a crouched and comfortable stance, the tip of his sword pointed skyward as he awaited the remaining two beasts to near him. He needed to finish this job and quickly, before the entire hive of charlies was alerted by what was going on. If that happened too soon, Tiranus was sure he would have his work cut out for him.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:58 am
簡Tiranus 簡
The God Of War
• Rank: Trainee • bloodline: Pagan • Class: Dragoon • currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling: calm • Condition: normal • Weapons: Greatsword, Spear (Same Spear in the picture)
Deadly Exalted Merciless?
The warrior focused as the two charlie's were upon him, feral and beady eyes lit aflame with the hatred fueled rage at this man. He had killed their brethren, and now he must pay for what he did... or so the beings thought at least. they both jumped at him, one from the opposite side of the other. Tiranus turned left and slashed to the left, cutting one of the beast's in half with the sheer strength behind the blow. He then turned left, but was not quick enough as the charlie latched itself to his neck, claws digging in deep. Tiranus roared in anger and slammed the pommel of his sword onto the charlie's head, forcefully making the beast let go. Luckily for tiranus, the beast had encountered no major arteries or his windpipe with his claws. Instantly, the Pagan felt his natural healing process taking over, a cooling snesation around his neck as the wound sewed itself shut, almost like magic.
Theme The trip would have taken sometime to get there but Kirin with his flight pack allowed him to make up the distance rather quickly. The shade would be able to travel at his speed just by hiding in the shadow that his body made as they had made their ways towards the outskirts of Pronta itself. Arcing back Kirin would begin to slow down towards the gates landing fifty meter out from the gates themseleves allowing Builder to start running into a landing as well and Kumori to reform as well. The mechanist would start grip the hilt of his blade firmly waiting for the Shade to reform and they could begin this. Raphael was not needed for what he was about to do, this was his own personal plan, his own goals. Once the Shade had finally reformed the mechanist would soon go through his holders and toss the shade one of his health potions with a dull voice droning through the helm itself. "Now that I have held up my side of the deal.. You will bring me that woman. I am not waiting here long I promise you that. "With that said Builder would start running off to the side of the mountain ridge disappearing before anything could truly be said about it. Builder would have his mission already sent to him on their travels here, unknown to the shade. Kirin would soon move around until he found a rock big enough for him to sit on and did as such. Sitting back relaxing the mechanist would remain there quietly
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla, Four Rip Cords Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 2:26 pm
Kumori The Shadow Magistrate ╔══════════════╗
Kumori got to the gate with no harms done to him thanks to Kirin, but still down an arm for the moment since he needed mass amounts of shadows to consume. He stood up once more as he heard the armored man before walking off with the remainder of his potions back to the Lab.
(Exits Kumori)
Energy: 550 Strength: 7 Speed: 4 ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
~☼Pix Ban☼~ Captain of Protan item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity; (allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.) Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
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Pix marched her way tours the gate, figure that's were this Aramil guy is at. Wile approaching, she notice Tiranus there fighting some Charlies, but her focus was the other man, dress in metal armor. "So you are the one that harmed Kumori?" She speak up stopping just a few good meter away from him with arms cross. She was not happy seeing who ever this guy is.
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A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer. But when red meets red... you'll only get a bloody mess. Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5
Devrin followed suit after Pix from the bar when he heard who had arrived. He had Hammer in hand, just in hand, not pointing. He looked to see the Man sitting upon a rock and glared at him.
Kirin had sat there quietly on his rost just waiting for this woman to arrive at this spot. His stance was relaxed back leaned foreword with his arms laying on his knees. His mind was clouded with thoughts of the scene of his bedroom with the bloody remains of his lover, the sheer thought of the night before it had all happened. What could he say about all of the choas that pleagued his mind at this moment in time? Kirin knew he may never be able to stop Raphael but it would have to be atleast tried. AL would be resting on his lap as all this had played out. It had taken the man a few moments to actually zoom back into focus to notice the shadow of the woman at his feet. His helm slowly rose looking at the woman with her arms crossed. The visor would soon begin to snap open revealing both of his azure orbs towards the woman. His mic would quietlh pic up as he spoke softly. "....and your the woman who sent a spy to our doorstep." The azure seas scanned over the woman slowly for a few moments before speaking up once more. " Pleasure to meet you. Kirin Varakrion. Lone Wolf of Aramil." Kirin's attention was merely focused on the woman not the dragon kin at the moment
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 4:08 pm
~☼Pix Ban☼~ Captain of Protan item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity; (allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.) Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
Theme Red... A color you can't get from blending any other color. It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
Pix waved his polite introduction away. She was still angry and she know his act of kindness is bullshit. "After the attack to our hotel, of course we would be suspicious." She replied with a cold tone. She haven't noticed that Devrin fallowed her. "What do you want from me and my City? Why even attack and harm the citizens in the first place?" She demanded the answer to her question. With him wanting to talk to her, this is the best time than any to answer her question.
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A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer. But when red meets red... you'll only get a bloody mess. Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5
• Rank: Trainee • bloodline: Pagan • Class: Dragoon • currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling: calm • Condition: normal • Weapons: Greatsword, Spear (Same Spear in the picture)
Deadly Exalted Merciless?
As the war God commenced with his slaughter of the small rogue group of Charlie's, he began to notice that there was turmoil unfolding before him. Even over the din of battle, he could hear the noises of arguements. Best to end this quickly, in case his captain needed help. With a determined and set look in the hazel lit irises, the dragoon would bring his mighty greatsword downwards in a vicious looping arc, the blade whistling through the air as it came down upon the Charlie's head. The blade hacked clean through it's neck, sending the head of the beast rolling into a nearby bush.
As he slayed that Charlie, his focus was returned to the previous injured charlie. It was still limping vigurously, a fury and rage set in it's eyes as if it were determined to get revenge upon the being who had inflicted this harm upon him. Poor creature... I suppose it's only humane to put it out of it's misery. After all, I see fit for it to die. He thought to himself, before he smirked, striding over to the beast quickly and bringing the blade of his greatsword once more upon the flesh of his enemies. After this had been completed, Tiranus would walk towards the group, his bloodied and red greatsword resting over one of his dragon bone armored shoulders. Once he neared the group, he would speak. "I've finished with your request. I've thinned out the Charlie's numbers a considerable amount in this area." He informed the Captain, before glancing over at Devrin. He sized the draconian up fairly quickly, making a mental estimate of the man's physical prowess. He was a mechanist, judging on his equipment. He seemed to be back up for Pix, the woman he had met earlier. But one more question remained. "Who is this?" He asked, waving his hand in the direction of Kirin as his hazel eyed gaze rested upon the steel clad human. He was obviously a mechanic as well, if his full body armored suit was anything to base judgement off of.But besides that, the only thing the dragoon had managed to pick up from the conversation was the fact that the man was a native from Aramil.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 4:37 pm
Kirin Benoit
AL remained quiet, he was in no mood for theatrics as of late. As he sat there in Kirin's lap, only the dull vibration of his core and its throttle purred. The little bot would watch them all, guarding Kirin because who else did he have left? The vibrant glow of vermilion would flash from his projector, it was that of a '>: {' emote. Make no mistake, his HUD and other add-ons were at the ready. He was watching, waiting, silently judging them all. At this point, he hated almost everyone.
Theme Kirin was unmoved by the tone coming from the woman. All it was puffed up bullshit from kirin's end, she was confident in herself and the anger was the easiest to pick out. His azure orbs had finally moved over towards the mechanist beside her ignoring her questions for the moment. The azure orbs would look up at him with dull stare that would try to bore into his thoughts. His body would slowly begin to move back on the rock as he lightly placed his hand on the angered bot below him. His right hand gently rubbed the top of the bot's frame as the mic echoed softly. "You remember me, Dragon Kin..." he said softly. Ares was still in the city but he was wandering around from what data he was getting off and on. The mechanist would suddenly let off a small chuckle."I hope you have healed well... The Clerics must have work for sometime." His eyes scan over him slowly before speaking again. "You can stand with out a gimp so it must be working okay. " Kirin looked over to the new man who joined them and started to feel a commanding aura around him. The magic scanner had switch on quietly scanning over him seeing an strange energy built up in him, much of it locked up within him. Kirin would actually extend his hand towards the man lazily with a smile hidden behind the mask. "Lone Wolf of Aramil... Pleasure." he said softly. Of course when this was over Kirin would swipe his finger in the air and started to point into the air a few times. While this seemed werid to those around him he was actually cordinating something on its way here. After that he started to shake his head slowly trying to focus on Pix." Ah right, sorry busy busy man." he said with little ******** to share. "You wanted to know why I did?"The armored man scooped the small machine in his arms and started to stand up over most of them being six two. Looking at them the mechanist had started to speak up with a dull look still in his eye. "I wanted the infamy..." he said bluntly. This would come to a shock to some and they would judge him as a horrid person but there was a reason. "I did it for our people... For Humanity." he said darkly with a glare going towards pix. Pix's race was easy to firgure out, no real augments to her like the rest here. His head helm would glance to the rest of them for a moment and finally speak up." You do not have to understand being Captain of this place so long. Its understandable... A person in power some times forget what it feels like to be weak. To be seen as mere food to races like his...' he said motioning to Devrin. His azure eyes looked to the mechanist and his voice seemed to perk up faintly. "Most races like your own... Do not understand. So before you speak listen and understand." Kirin had already knew that this was going somewhere but he would focus back to Pix. "Our people needed to be known that we had a champion. Some being that was willing to do what is needed to show that we were not weak." His voice would soon fade for a moment as he started to think alittle bit. "Understand I come here offering a way out of total war with us..." He said finally. " You will not need to give up your rights, you will not need to demote your military." His free hand would lightly lay on the hilt of his blade as the tail behind him start flick back and forth as he went on. "Yuran will not be harmed if they join the Empire of Aramil... We will not come here any longer baring tools to harm you." Kirin start to pace side to side as he started to talk. "Yes we have a horrid beginning realtion with each other but htink about it! Think about an Axiom no longer divided by borders. A people connected and united! No longer would either of us have to worry about fighting our neighbors! Yuran, The Iron Dynasty, such a grand title to show the strength and the power behind this great nation!"he said almost proudly now before coming to a halt turning firmly to those before him." Right now I am talking to you few, those who wish to protect your homeland. Do you not wish to keep it away from total war? Axiom will soon fall in to choas, it always has. Monsters like Fenrir would rather purge the whole world and remake it why not unite us under a single banner."Kirin would start to let Al down on the ground and sudden my his hands on his helm twisting it and lifting it off. The air hissing off him he started to pull it off to let his azure locks fall down from his helm with his azure seas looking towards the beings. "I King Kirin Varakrion, Offer a way out of conflict between our people. You sign a treaty with us saying the Yuranian government and Aramil government would become the first grand empire of Axiom. Soon once the people of axiom sees the greatness of the empire they will see that there is hope for a whole axiom. Combine your forces with our own! Share Our rescourses!.. "glancing towards Devirn he would actually show a small smile across his face. "...develop vast technology to better protect ourselves and make a better torromow for us all..." Kirin would look at the all with this small smile across his face." This is not me threatening you. This is me giving you a chance to make sure our people are some of the most protected on the plant. With Hope once your people would accept my offer we can ally Kusana with us. Hell maybe even one day we can bring Nocturne to join us." Kirin would look towards Pix. "I have done things you have seen as evil. Monsterous. I needed to make a name for myself so I could have the power to do this!" His eyes closed for a moment taking a moment to breathe and calm down. With this moment pasted Kirin spoke up once more. "Kumori... was something that could not be helped... If all this accepted I will do my best to help with his recovery and help with what I can to make up for his injuries..." he said softly before looking at them
Skills used: Current Add-ons on his Armor: Armor on! Arm Right: Ammo Holder,Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Arm Left: Ammo Holder, Lazer, Fist Pump!, x2 Jets Torso: Two Ammo Holders,Two Prop Shedders, Projector, x2 Jets, and x2 Tesla, Four Rip Cords Leg Right: Water Holders, Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Leg Left: , Water Holders,Water Pump, GL-224, Jetsx2 Ammo/Gear: Total: Sleep:50 Inec:50 Cryo:50 Frag: 150 24 Liters of Water
Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 8:15 pm
~☼Pix Ban☼~ Captain of Protan item: Prismatic Opal of Clarity; (allows the owner to see truly, discern truth from lie, and even know if someone isn't who they appear to be. Can be useful if currently hunting Sins or against Shapeshifters. If in 15 feet of the Prismatic Opal of Deception, both stones will not work until they are farther apart again.) Weapons: A dagger and shotgun.
Theme Red... A color you can't get from blending any other color. It stands alone, like a naked flame. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
This.... was a big decision. Here before her was Kirin, king of Aramil, offer to unite with Yuran. Planing to bring all the land as a grand empire that he dream off.... Pix staid un-moved, trained from diplomatic made her keep her cool even something like this. She see's the upside of these... and the downside. After a good long thought from what he said, Pix spoke in a strong voice. ".... I will have to discus this with King Haruki.... We will send you our final decision is once made." She finally said. She has nothing else to say beside that. Pix neede more time to think through his offer... It's not her decision alone.
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A little tint of red will turn other colors warmer. But when red meets red... you'll only get a bloody mess. Rank: Expert pool: 1950/1950 Sp/Str: 5/5
• Rank: Novice • bloodline: Pagan • Class: Dragoon • currently equipped: full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling: calm • Condition: normal • Weapons: Greatsword, Spear (Same Spear in the picture)
Deadly Exalted Merciless?
As Kirin began speaking, the caramel brown eyes would not move from the man, his penetrating gaze locked on the man as he tried to ascertain the man's true intentions. As the man introduced himself, Tiranus would extend his hand not gripping the greatsword towards Kirin. "It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Lone Wolf." he said simply, his face a blank pallet of calm... for now. Is he a blessing... Maybe a wolf in sheep's clothing? Perhaps... He thought to himself, rubbing his free hand across his black stubbled chin in a philosophical manner as Kirin went on and on about the strengthening of nations through unity. The pagan had heard similar speeches before from different men... in his experience of a rather long life, a large empire never lasted. There were always those who would oppose the rule of an empire, and they always found some way to overthrow the monarchy one way or another. Still... Kirin made a rather good case for himself. If he was being real of course. "It is indeed a wise decision to seek council for this decision Pix... many a kingdom has been felled by a Tyrant's honeyed words." He warned gravely in a deep voice, nodding his head as his hazel eyed gaze finally broke from Kirin and moved rovingly to Pix. Accepting an alliance from a powerful ally was never something to be decided on the spot... it could hinder just as much help the opposite party.
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