Maria was surprised pleasantly at seeing the queen pinned her body to the bed and she tasted the queen once more.She looked to her as she confirmed Maria's desires with her own, and then was pulled up to straddle the queen. Whatever clothing was left, Maria's psychic control over water would remove, turning sharp as it seemed to come from nowhere and slice away the cloth. Now both naked, Maria pressed her hands on the woman's breasts, and leaned down to kiss her on her neck. She would allow her hands to be firm against the tender, soft breasts before being unable to resist letting them slide down towards her abs, very carefully tracing them first with her hands, and then eventually moving her lips to her left breast. She nibbled a bit on it, trying to draw a bit of arousal from her, and then releasing it to kiss her midsection, running her tongue around every inch of her abs. She would raise her body, making sure to maintain full body contact as she slid back to the queens face, kissing her once more before rolling her back on top.
• Seashores The Mer are hyper-aware of everything around them, their five senses deeply active. They feel the light touching their shoulder, the running about of the small creatures, everything. They're very perceptive, moreso than most races. Furthermore, when listening through a conch (many Mer carry one everywhere), they can hear things for hundreds of meters around them.
• Seashells The Mer are capable of speaking to all sea creatures, although they have the closest connection to the small ones. Tiny little creatures like crabs, shrimp and the littlest of fish, they often reach out to the Mer to protect them from the predators of the sea. A young Mer will often form a powerful bond with one of these creatures, and this enables them to quite literally share their longevity with this creature. The lifespan of the small creature they bond with will increase, making them as long-lived as their Mer companion, although they will also die if their Mer dies (though the Mer will not die if the companion dies). This life-long companion counts as a pet rather than a summon, but at high ranks, it can become extremely deadly.
The creature grows with you in ranks, and will also rapidly grow in size, into something that is simply unusual for its species. It should be noted that this creature will evolve into being capable of breathing/walking on land. Some animals are obvious; a lobster, a crab, etc. Less obvious ones such as regular fish will evolve in highly strange ways, some of them even turning out to look nearly parallel to a Mer. These creatures can have their own movesets. Furthermore, they can eventually, if desired, take up the summon slot and the seashell slot -- which would enable them to grow in power immensely.
• Masterful Dragon Riding The dragoon must spend a considerable amount of time riding on their dragon, and must know how to ride on them from every single part of the dragon without falling off. This takes a considerable amount of time to do, but once accomplished the dragoon will be able to accomplish incredible feats, such as holding onto a single dragon spine with one hand while your dragon is in an upside down position mid flight, whilst still being able to use your weapon proficiently.
• Telepathy As the name implies, it is a simple form of telepathy between you and your dragon. Thoughts, images, emotions, sounds... pretty much anything can be felt in this link, and it is a constant link. If the dragon is hurt, the dragoon can sense it, and vice versa. This however, also prevents the two from lying to each other, as they can see what the other is truly thinking.
• Soft Landing A passive all dragoons must learn, as without learning this skill, when they performed their super high jumps they would simply splatter against the ground. Once this technique is learned the dragoon can survive falls from incredible distances, and come out unharmed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 23, 2014 3:55 pm
The Legacy of Mesopatamia
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"Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn."
Korok greeted his Queens in his Entish language after having blessed the nation of Pronta with green. The view from their castle of Pronta city would be much greener. The forest was growing and happy all around the nation. The Ent Lord has his full armor on but remembered his manners upon entering their castle and bowed even when his own subjects did not have to bow to him in any way. After having his back straight he then took some more steps forward to approach his queens, and spoke once more.
"It is done. I have blessed this land in green. Peace is now at your fingertips. I shall ensure that this blessed land knows no impurities. Han mathon ne chae."
As he spoke those final words, the door opened just an inch a small deku ent slipped right through with his small violin in hand, but only looking up at what looked like a giant Korok right next to him. It extended both it's little arm-like branches upwards to be picked up, and so Korok did so bending a knee down and opening his left hand. After getting up straight he placed the small child on his left shoulder, and awaited the answer of his queens. His posture ensured glory to this nation, as well as their view from the monarchy's tower.
Equipment: Longsword of the Forest, and Shadow of the Forest's Armor. No passive effects.
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Emperor West is coming! He heard. God - everywhere, there were people. They talked and he heard, no matter how far away. He smelled them too. Some like perfume, some like cologne, some like s**t. Mostly really bad smells. He suddenly wished he really did live in Nocturne, that way he could smell . . . oh wait, nevermind, there were a lot of dead people there. The dead always smelled worse than the alive. Very few exceptions. Perhaps only Chancellor Maria's grandmother could pass for death in smell, and she was 126, so there was a small difference.
He had been waiting, wanting to come here for a long time. It was necessary for an Emperor to meet his vassals, and he had a lot of them now. Underneath him were two Kings and a Queen. Well - perhaps not entirely, as he wasn't sure if Korok and Kranila had been sorted out yet, though he was well aware that he sent Maria to conquer Kenai. Still, she had done well enough holding Yuran, although the Empire already held many territories there in the first place. It was a difficult matter to completely grasp.
Beside West was Osiris, his summon, a Drokklo of some renown. Osiris himself could have easily passed for a Master in power, and he was considered an S-class monster. Of course, outside of fighting, he had duties just as Isis once did before she passed away. He was West's new treasurer and spymaster, and thus he had a lot of work to be doing. It was difficult to find a time to spare where the two of them could both meet Maria, although finally the time came and they sent a letter ahead. They moved towards her palace, Osiris holding House Giletti's imperial banner.
All was well. Things appeared orderly in Yuran, which was nice. West had very recently obtained the loyalty of the Djinn by proving his strength, and had thusly sent them into the cities as a task force to root out rebellion and weakness. He had done his part. Now it was time to ensure that Maria was doing hers.
Not even a thousand paces away however, he began to clearly make out a voice. It was not really familiar, but it was perhaps imposing. It seemed powerful. He could smell the man that held the voice, and it wasn't a scent that was easy to recognize. Smelled like demons - much like West did. Yes, he really did smell like a demon . . . "Ah, Kuvala," he placed his hand on the shoulder of a woman. It was Maria's own courtier, one of the more prominent ones considering she was first in line for a rich northern duchy. She was a human and a Vangelist, and thus she had close ties to the heart of Fraxon - Fronta. By extension, West. She was more his courtier than anything, an agent within Yuran to pursue the capital's interests.
"Emperor West!" she responded with a curtsey. "How good to see you in our provincial capital! Are you here to speak to Her Majesty? If so, I will lead you to her right away!" She seemed bright, like she always did. So happy. He could feel from the tremors in her heart, though, the hesitation in her jaw as she spoke, and all of the millions of other factors that his senses dictated over . . . that she was not in fact always happy, and that she was probably about as ruthless and ambitious as West himself.
"That would be very nice, Kuvala. It has been far too long since I've had a beautiful lady walk me down a hall - and also far too long since we've spoken." He smiled suavely, and kissed her on the hand. She blushed terribly, reeling her arms back to cover her mouth. "Emperor West, you are a sly one you! Everyone knows you'd much prefer my brother!" She laughed, and he did too. Then, down the hall they went.
Eventually, they were where Maria was . . . and Korok, and someone else. Kuvala introduced them, although she was fairly certain he knew his own vassal(s). "May I introduce West of the House Giletti, Emperor of Fraxon, King of the South, North, West and East; all of Fronta, Aramil, Amaranthine, Kevai and Kenai . . . Servant of Antony's, Child of Michael, Slayer of Kaminae, Lord of Isis and Osiris; the Two Beauties of the New World . . . Conqueror of the Third Plane. The woman I introduce you to is Her Majesty Maria Kal of Yuran, claimant of all Kenai, Mistress of Dominus, Slayer of Kaminae and Uniter of the Northern Hordes . . . Queen of the Dragons, the Mer, and all the Beast-Races of Axiom. Your vassal. I stand in this place of power and feel redeemed. Michael Preserve Us."
The Emperor stared at Maria, who once served in his royal army. She was an elite soldier. He had commissioned her to perform great feats in his name, such as slaying Kaminae and uniting the Kingdoms of Yuran and Kranila. She was doing well. And he truly believed that now, because he could see Korok beside her with a feeling of honor. West could only speak to her with respect.
"You and Akeem are the greatest soldiers, Kings and Queens I could have imagined. I have come to congratulate you for all of your success. Of course, there is one more matter that I would like to inquire on before the celebrating can truly begin . . . it is the unsure status of one final Kingdom within Fraxon, a rupture that prevents us from regaining our infinite glory. Has Korok not yet sworn to be our vassal, Queen Maria?" He pointed this question at either and both of them, all the while glancing back and forth. This was a meeting of pleasure, but also of businesses. With the war between Gods raging on in their back yards, West did not have time to deal with mortal affairs. Korok's independence would only be destructive towards the races of Axiom. He needed to submit so that they could conjoin their efforts against their skybound and hellbound invaders. That was what West believed.
Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 12:58 pm
As someone entered her home she sighed softly as she was wanting to simply relax today. To embrace the other queen within her bed and rest knowing someone else was within her life. She put on a tank top as well as shorts revealing where her gauntlets joined with her skin. Then noting that Korok the King of the Ents was treating her beach house like it was a castle. She smiled and bowed respectfully back to him. "Then perhaps we shall finally be able to simply enjoy life." She spoke while wrapping her arm around her queen. She looked to her queen and moved over to kiss her forehead. "Thank you for giving me hope." She spoke to her queen as she looked to King Korok.
When two others entered her home without permission she sighed. First Korok now two others? What was next the entire neighborhood. "It's what I get for having such an open home on the beach." She spoke while looking out to see if Maria's dragon was doing okay. Then the man that was introduced as the emperor began to talk. Both were introduced to one another and this slightly irritated Isabella. However she was a soldier long before she was a queen. She would not hold any ill will over the situation. Then as the emperor began talking about making Korok into a vassal as well as speaking of infinite glory she understood now. Had Maria been allowed to do all the talking this would have gone completely smoother. "Glory?" She asked as she looked to Korok and Maria. There was no talk of glory at all when the negotiations were going on.
Taking a slow breath she spoke for Korok at this point. "If by vassal you mean peace has been reached by the three territories then yes. There is peace." She spoke as her royal blue eyes set upon the Emperor. "So as long as there's peace between Yuran, Kranila, and Aramil... I guess you get what you want. Since Maria does work under your command." She spoke as she realized that peace may not be real depending on the emperor before them. She stopped and began to look around the beach. "Maria dear where is your dragon? Did he find a spot where he likes?" She asked concerned about keeping her wife happy at the moment rather than the emperor and him simply marching into her house without even asking. She invited Korok as she remembered. She didn't invite the emperor and this was not a palace this was her home. "So I understand you're here personally as well as to conduct business. My question is why it was okay to barge into my house? Without so much as even a knock. Then to further ignore me by having your companion introduce you both to each other. Don't you already know each other? So why is an introduction even needed in the first place? Rather rude don't you think?" She asked as she scratched her head.
My name is Dominus the Unbound. I serve as protector to the Queen of Yuran, Maria Kal, and have since long before such a noble title graced her. Time has passed slowly, at least for me, since Kaminae was slain. As with most days, Maria has released me from her service, allowing me freedom to travel the seas of Los Anthos. I have seen wonders that the surface dwellers would not believe. Below the surface of the water lies an entire world of darkness to most. To me it signifies a freedom I was robbed of as a small child. When I lived in a seaweed farm in my master's garden, that was my entire world. Beautiful mer kept me save and well fed, along with other small sea creatures; shrimp, other lizards, even non-violent sea serpents and crustaceans. Now I share a much larger world with other monsters, actual sea dragons, giant crabs (who are stupid and ugly and mean), and even queens of jellyfish schools. But do I actually share this kingdom? Or am I simply tolerated? Where is my place in the ocean from whence I came? From where Maria and I both were chased out, both our families dead and gone, only having each other? Maria has a kingdom now, and while not everyone is warm to her, she is repsected and loved by many. Domunis? That name brings fear of punishment. Simply the sight of me often tends to shake people. Is that what my world is to be forever? Guard dog, capable only of causing fear? No you large fool. You are my child, possibly the only one I will have, Dominus. The kingdom will warm to you as they have me. But you must put forth the effort to be loved. As I glide through open expanse of water, Maria's voice in my ear is comforting as it always is. And her words are enough to bring a calm to me. I turn in the water, heading back to the Den to roost and tend to the many dragons who consider me a leader of sorts, unaware that something was following me from the depths.
Maria sat on an ornate bench, looking through a large opening to the open ocean prior to Korok's arrival. A note was in her hand that he was coming. The emperor who she hadn't seen in months... What a joyous days. Maria was in a silky white dress, cut up the side and revealing a lot of her leg as she sat there. Her armor was also on, a courtesy for her coming guest. The crown? Right beside her with belfast in it's place. A lizard, small and nosotalgic in the vassal's mind with its dorsol fin and long tail, crawled up to her slowly. She, cooed to it as she kneeled to lift it and sat back down and it wrapped its tail around her arm. They locked eyes, Dominus seeing through the link and softening at the sight. Maria smiled and looked through the door, seeing Dominus emerge and look ahead. Perhaps he smiled too. Maria leaned forth and kissed the creature who seemed to appreciate the notion and then crawl to her shoulder where he roosted there comfortably. It was serene, seeing all the forestry had moved it's way to the beach, looking at the Unbound reptile in all his glory. She wished she had as strong a connection to it as she did to the sun sometimes. But Maria was thankful for everything she did have, forests or no.
And speaking of forests, Korok himself meandered into the home, Maria hearing him long before he arrived. Maria stood and turned to him, a smile on her face at seeing the handsome, powerful man yet again. Maria gave a curtsy, knowing it would be against the King's wishes but going ahead anyway. It was odd; neither of them cared for being bowed to in situations like this. Maria only made enemies bend the knee in submission, but Anthosii culture had no need for bowing. Everyone could fly underwater anyway. As she rose she felt the warmth of his words and matched them in kind as her mark blazed true, warming the entire home, the entire area with it's light. Isabella's words were well recieved as well, a kiss upon her cheek to acknowledge him. "So I have seen. Many thanks for what you have done." she spoke to him thankfully. Dominus grunted as deku children again began to play about him. Maria was positive that when the invaders came to these lands, that they would indeed find the new Pronta City and Yuran as a whole to be far more formiddable than it ever had been. She moved forward, away from them both and looking out to the sea again, the lizard licking it's eyeballs innocently. She let out a confident breath and stared to Dominus, who smirked and let out a cold snort from his ornery nose. "The future will be bright."
And then her ear twitched and Dominus opened his eyes wide before shaking and letting the Deku Ent children down safely with his long tail. Emperor west was near, with Kuvala no less. Maria turned and walked quickly to stand between Korok and Isabella, clearing her throat as he stepped into the room. As Kuvala called out her titles, she realized that she could take on a new name, potentially, as he was West and Akeem East, she would be called North. It had a nice ring. Her mark blazed proudly upon her head, warming the incubus before her and causing everything to seem as if glowing. "My Emperor," she spoke bowing after Isabella spoke about her open home. "I present to you Her Majesty Isabella, and His Majesty, King Korok of Kranilla, Keeper of the forest, and Shadow of Peace." As West began Maria seemed to become even more proud of herself, being recognized by Raphael meant something important. That there was an air of respect. But what followed was a complicated question on the matter of Kranila. Before she could speak on his behalf, and the behalf of the treaty, Isabella began shooting off at the mouth. "WHat she means by that, is that I brokered a treaty between the nations of Yuran and Kranila. Upon my marriage to Isabella, a treaty was signed that linked the two nations together in peace. I explained the coming greater threat and King Korok extended the forests he commands into Yuran for added defense. In addition, Yuran and Kranilla fight and operate as if one; should danger come to either in any form, then both nations fight. The treaty stands so long as my wife lives and no one within Yuran break the treaty." In response to Isabella's question, Dominus simply planted himself down and gave a grumble. He could perch anywhere in the city he wanted.
Maria looked to Isabella as she spoke again, and then to West. "Kranilla remains independent in most ways, but in others it is linked to Yuran, forming a greater Kenai. I must say, however," she carefully spoke, "That King Korok's independence would not serve to oppose us. In the same breath I say this, however, I feel that as a vassal, King Korok, your nation and mine would be even stronger. Emperor West is just and fair, and seeks only to protect his lands from the warring gods and demons."
• Seashores The Mer are hyper-aware of everything around them, their five senses deeply active. They feel the light touching their shoulder, the running about of the small creatures, everything. They're very perceptive, moreso than most races. Furthermore, when listening through a conch (many Mer carry one everywhere), they can hear things for hundreds of meters around them.
• Seashells The Mer are capable of speaking to all sea creatures, although they have the closest connection to the small ones. Tiny little creatures like crabs, shrimp and the littlest of fish, they often reach out to the Mer to protect them from the predators of the sea. A young Mer will often form a powerful bond with one of these creatures, and this enables them to quite literally share their longevity with this creature. The lifespan of the small creature they bond with will increase, making them as long-lived as their Mer companion, although they will also die if their Mer dies (though the Mer will not die if the companion dies). This life-long companion counts as a pet rather than a summon, but at high ranks, it can become extremely deadly.
The creature grows with you in ranks, and will also rapidly grow in size, into something that is simply unusual for its species. It should be noted that this creature will evolve into being capable of breathing/walking on land. Some animals are obvious; a lobster, a crab, etc. Less obvious ones such as regular fish will evolve in highly strange ways, some of them even turning out to look nearly parallel to a Mer. These creatures can have their own movesets. Furthermore, they can eventually, if desired, take up the summon slot and the seashell slot -- which would enable them to grow in power immensely.
• Masterful Dragon Riding The dragoon must spend a considerable amount of time riding on their dragon, and must know how to ride on them from every single part of the dragon without falling off. This takes a considerable amount of time to do, but once accomplished the dragoon will be able to accomplish incredible feats, such as holding onto a single dragon spine with one hand while your dragon is in an upside down position mid flight, whilst still being able to use your weapon proficiently.
• Telepathy As the name implies, it is a simple form of telepathy between you and your dragon. Thoughts, images, emotions, sounds... pretty much anything can be felt in this link, and it is a constant link. If the dragon is hurt, the dragoon can sense it, and vice versa. This however, also prevents the two from lying to each other, as they can see what the other is truly thinking.
• Soft Landing A passive all dragoons must learn, as without learning this skill, when they performed their super high jumps they would simply splatter against the ground. Once this technique is learned the dragoon can survive falls from incredible distances, and come out unharmed.
Technique
Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 5:33 pm
The Hero of Ferelden
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The Deku child on Korok's right shoulder whimpered and grasped the King's helmet tightly. It seemed to be whispering something into his ear in Entish. No movement were made from either his lips or his face when this sudden course went onward to a pompous message set forth by this so-called emperor. Truth be told, Korok bowed to no one and no one bowed to him, thus he wouldn't assert himself to such demands by this new man. For far too long his nation had been kept safe by his own hand and no others.
A small step to the right and a 180 turn towards the newcomer to show his green eyes piercing through the helmet mysteriously. The deku child was humble, thus thinking of the newcomer like one of his own and sliding down the heavy armor with a clink and clank to fall down on the floor and seep through the small opening of the door. The curious little one gasped as he saw outside one of their favorite seeds.
"Cormamin lindua ele lle. I am the legend of Kranila who was also known as Hellspawn. I have many names."
He greeted this newcomer with only words because he knew what his little forest creature had in store. Soon, the inch-high wooden, deku child seeped through the door once more but with a little seed that was round, brown, and had yellow-glowing cracks on it. He went in front of the emperor and extended his tiny branch arms upwards to offer him a small token of humility from the Guardian of the Forest. His head tilted towards the queens for a minute with a few words of wisdom to spare for them before truly speaking to the stranger.
"Aa' lasser en lle coia orn n' omenta gurtha. As long as I live and breathe, I will protect this forest. It is my pleasure. Hope has always been but a grasp away, Queen Tepes and Queen Kal."
The tiny creature smiled upon the stranger as well as a flourishing forest that now took form. A small wind blew in when Korok turn his head and body to face the newcomer with words of peace and politics. The piercing green eyes offered a a touch of hope, as well as the winds smelling like roses and flowers offering the smell of tranquility. The wise man opened his lips towards to West.
"My deku child offers you a Mikmik seed. They will make you feel merry and re-energize you from a tiring trip. I know not who you are, but I know many have acquired my name through whispers, legends, and perhaps myths, so it is to no surprise you know mine. If this is to discuss about the Republic of Kranila, then I assure you it is well cared for. We have long stood as a neutral nation and it will be kept that way. For long has my nation been kept safe by my hand and no others. Do not ask me to acknowledge you by those pompous names, for I am but a humble being. The Republic of Kranila means no harm, no war, and no despair. For as long as the Treaty of Ents stands, we defend Yuran. This does not mean we will partake in a war against another nation. Cormlle naa tanya tel'raa, West. But I am no vassal. My nation will be kept the same as it has been kept for centuries. That is final."
Equipment: Longsword of the Forest, and Shadow of the Forest's Armor. No passive effects.
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He looked to Isabella, a woman he had personally not met before. Peace, she said. "Vassalage and alliance are different entirely. Alliance is an arrangement that can be pulled out of. It's optional and generally ends when one side begins to waver. With a unified nation, we will always look out for each other. We will not be able to simply break things off. Peace will be everlasting, and so will our collaboration. Imagine a world where those within it can go anywhere they please without fear, risk of discrimination, without need for complicated ordeals such as the attainment of citizenship . . . where they can walk beyond the borders of a far-off land and simply be accepted, given a job, embraced into the community. This is the world Fraxon is creating right now. And it will never be complete until Kranila joins the fold." He sighed, and then tried to properly consume and respond to her house semantics.
The answer was simple. Diplomacy. "I'm the Emperor of Fraxon and you and Maria are the Queens of Yuran. You may step into my palace whenever you please and I will not mind. This is the ideal peace that may exist within this nation. Plus, I am a sensor of great renown. I knew you weren't engaging in anything that needed my patience." Though he could smell that they were doing things just moments ago . . . hell, he smelled that before he opened the front door.
Kuvala responded to the rest of her words. "Isabella, you are new to royalty. I have been working as a diplomat since I was twelve years old. Even in the case of best friends, there is need for introductions. It is to declare that this is an official meeting where words bear meaning. As for the reason I did not bring you into the fold, it is because West came here with the intention to meet Maria. It is not so much rudeness as it is simply business practice. I understand that you are an amateur in this field, and so I excuse you, but try not to question those who have far more expertise." She held a straight face throughout that entire thing, too. Kuvala was . . . quite a bladed speaker, when she wanted to be.
Maria began to speak, and she sounded . . . nervous. West picked that up simply by the quivering of her lips, then by her tone. West crossed his arms and listened intently. He did not judge Maria for her decisions, although he was disappointed that things could not have gone more smoothly. Now there were several options at hand, and none of them were very beneficial to the Empire, at least in the beginning. This was a troublesome meeting indeed.
He did not say anything to Maria as of yet, considering she and Korok basically said the same thing, although Korok spoke with a much more harsh tongue. West smiled slightly and brought his arms back to his sides, the bone gauntlets scratching against his royal leather armor.
"Korok, let me explain your situation to you right now. You are the ruler of Kranila. You are also a Shadowknight and a Dreadnought, and thus a direct enemy to all of the angels that roam. Your largest demographic - the Elves - are heretics that are actively being hunted by angels and Nephilim right as we speak. You have no heir and no true claim to the throne, considering Kora would in fact be the Queen regnant of Kranila. Kora has no heir either, the most validated claimant after her being me. If I were to kill you and Kora, I would as a default inherit Kranila. Maria would then be given the throne and she would finally unite these lands to their original state - Kenai. Things would be happy, peaceful, and the lands would be strong and plentiful with resources. All of this would only require that I kill you. Now, if you'll consider the fact that I can read your exact amount of energy as we speak only to discover that you possess not even half of mine - you can picture that killing you would be easy. And so I put forward this proposition to you now. You will become my vassal, you will help Maria unite Kenai, and you will realize the dream of Fraxon with us and as a consequence, bring upon your nation an era of peace and harmony. You will bend the knee, point your sword into the floor, and claim me as your liege. If you do not, then rather than your stature falling to the floor in order to bend, it will be your head after I have removed it. Do you understand?"
His gauntlets began to radiate energy . . . the air seemed thick, full of magical power. West was still the most powerful mortal in the Third Plane. He was perfectly willing to demonstrate that power to Korok and whoever dared to sympathize with a heretic and a rebel.
Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 7:50 pm
The Hero of Ferelden
The Monster of the Mist
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The Deku child started to cry at the threats made by West and ran all the way to Korok's feet. It tugged itself closed and grasped the metal boots with all its' strength from pure fear. Korok felt this anger rush through his veins like in the olden days that his anger took ahold of him and that was enough to brutally strike down his foes. Although this time, he controlled himself like a real professional and didn't speak. The trees started crackling and speaking the ancient language of Entish to his ears of his beloved arriving to their home. The only true person he would ever bend his knee to. With that being said Korok only spoke once before a small knock on the door was heard.
"It matters not what I said, or what you say. The forest does not acknowledge any presence of you ever existing, thus you have not earned its honor or mine. Threats are meaningless to me, but touch my beloved and your head will lift up but inches from your body. It is my Queen who will make the final choice, for she has my undying loyalty and fealty. I bow to her and to her only."
The yellow-eyed fair lady knocked on the front door politely and gently, while calling out.
"Hello. It's Queen Kora Summer of Kranila. May I enter, please?"
As always Korok's fair damsel was dressed in a beautiful velvet dress and with her trinkets and roses of her beloved king. Her feet lay bare to feel the touch of the gentle grass on her that caressed her warmly. Just her presence meant that the entire forest bowed to her, and that meant that Korok did so as well. Truly, she was Korok's weakest point. His Aquiles' heel.
Equipment: Longsword of the Forest, and Shadow of the Forest's Armor. No passive effects.
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xxx n×◞KING ⊰OF(THE SOUTH)*⇣EMPEROR OF♕THE EAST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:THERE'S NO REASON TO FEAR DEATH. IT'S THE ULTIMATE FREEDOM.
West had great senses. He could smell, hear and sense the presence of people. Considering his extended history of Kora, he recognized her ascent here a while ago, and so made an effort to tune Korok out once she drew closer to the door. Before she finished speaking, the Emperor opened it for her, smiling brightly to the woman he had met on several previous occasions. Their history was indeed long.
Before West had ever become much of anything, he was Raphael Giletti and he was a Trainee who was sent to Kusana to hone his skills. This was by his father, the current King of Fronta, who desperately sought to make his son strong. That was the first time he met Kora. Then, across so many years and the infinite parallel of time, he'd encountered her time and time again at the heart of controversy. This time, however, he would end the controversy and the warmongering for good. This was to be the beginning of the Fraxon Empire once again. He knew Kora was a good person. She was also a devout Vangelist. She would see the need for this unification.
"Queen Kora, I will be frank with you. I have fought my entire life for Fraxon. I have died for it, quite literally, only brought back to life by the grace of an angel. I have been lost and then yet found again, and now I fight not only for Fraxon, but for the future of Vangelism. You and I are two sides of the same coin, and we may still share the same face. We may unite Kranila, Kevai, Yuran, Aramil, South and North Fronta . . . we can finally become whole again and fight this new enemy together. All I need is your consent. Just a single word and it can be done. Peace can be restored - at your hand. Will you conjoin our lands?"
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 5:17 pm
The Hero of Ferelden
The Monster of the Mist
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The queen lightly passed aside on West quite speedily. He spoke big words way too fast for her to handle and she just got here. She immediately went to her own beloved's arms as they embraced each other in a warm hug... at least as warm as it could be with Korok's very heavy armor. After having let go, she looked at her king like if they were talking through telepathy.
"The fool speaks pretty words, but bites like a serpent. Before you having arrived here, he spoke of death and threats. Think of his words before taking action, my love."
With her bright yellow eyes and having known West, she grasped her chest with awe and fear at the same time. Why would he speak of death to a nation who has done nothing but provide for Axiom for a century? It gathered much to think about him. Perhaps not the most colorful array of words.
"Is what Korok says the truth? Why is it you do not greet me with a simple manner such as 'hello' and now I hear you've spoken of death? You speak of a new enemy, yet... would you target us as your own enemy? Consent, would imply what? I do not understand. Please explain yourself further. I have more questions than you've given me answers."
She was scared of West right at this moment, and grasped Korok's right arm vigorously with both of hers. She knew her king wouldn't lie to her for he would take his own life with just her command, or even before harming her. Her heart raced and pounded against the armor and all the Shadow of Kranila could do was listen and comfort her. He was perhaps too simple of a man to see any good coming out of an almighty ruler above all other nations, specially since he chose to send such harsh words after Korok spoke of his nation. All that was needed was perhaps a more bargaining position instead of having said such things.
Equipment: Longsword of the Forest, and Shadow of the Forest's Armor. No passive effects.
As the conversation progressed, on the whole Maria went from tense to annoyed. It didn't seem as though anyone here cared for anything beyond naivety, but Maria already knew that. She herself had been pulled into her emotions and had allowed that to pull her away from her actual mission. She looked to Korok as he again denied becoming a vassal to the empire that allowed his foolish existence to continue. What surprised her was west's violent outburst in response. When his threat, if you call it that, was issued Dominus's spines started to glow blue from the tip of his tail halfway to his back. He could feel the rising heat and irritation within the Queen, and he would be the ultimate weapon against Korok and his forest. But when someone else approached Maria could sense them. Hear the soft, weak footsteps, feel them almost through the ground.
Kora. This was the woman she knew nothing about yet was spoken to of by Korok before. She expected someone who would be strong, not look like a frightened child. More weak nobility. Why does West want to have these two in power?! He should allow me to eat them. Get it over with. Maria Smirked and looked to the ornery beast and shook her head slowly. However when she looked back to see the woman barely able to stand on her own feet she was filled with a disgust similar to when she first met Pix Ban. Her mark turned a darker shade of red upon her head as this happened, the warm light now less so to everyone present. While on the topic of things that annoyed her, Maria was sick of the people treating pleasantries like a code of ethics. SO what if someone didn't say hello upon your arrival. You are literally nothing but a weak, frail little blemish on the screen of a radar. At least that's how she appeared. Even Korok, in all his might, looked like a big, metal trash can. Together, all that show of "love" and affection did nothing to help them. It only painted a bigger target for Dominus and Maria to hit. She inhaled to speak, and then something happened. "Maria. Calm yourself." was the only soothing sound she heard in her mind. Weather she herself imagined it, or it was truly her voice, she couldn't tell, but she let out an exasperated sigh and chose not to say anything at all. Dominus snickered before allowing the atomic meter on his back to calm itself, the bright blue no longer climb and threatening to spill over. One thing for sure, however, was that if this didn't end well Maria would have no qualms killing them both at this point.
• Seashores The Mer are hyper-aware of everything around them, their five senses deeply active. They feel the light touching their shoulder, the running about of the small creatures, everything. They're very perceptive, moreso than most races. Furthermore, when listening through a conch (many Mer carry one everywhere), they can hear things for hundreds of meters around them.
• Seashells The Mer are capable of speaking to all sea creatures, although they have the closest connection to the small ones. Tiny little creatures like crabs, shrimp and the littlest of fish, they often reach out to the Mer to protect them from the predators of the sea. A young Mer will often form a powerful bond with one of these creatures, and this enables them to quite literally share their longevity with this creature. The lifespan of the small creature they bond with will increase, making them as long-lived as their Mer companion, although they will also die if their Mer dies (though the Mer will not die if the companion dies). This life-long companion counts as a pet rather than a summon, but at high ranks, it can become extremely deadly.
The creature grows with you in ranks, and will also rapidly grow in size, into something that is simply unusual for its species. It should be noted that this creature will evolve into being capable of breathing/walking on land. Some animals are obvious; a lobster, a crab, etc. Less obvious ones such as regular fish will evolve in highly strange ways, some of them even turning out to look nearly parallel to a Mer. These creatures can have their own movesets. Furthermore, they can eventually, if desired, take up the summon slot and the seashell slot -- which would enable them to grow in power immensely.
• Masterful Dragon Riding The dragoon must spend a considerable amount of time riding on their dragon, and must know how to ride on them from every single part of the dragon without falling off. This takes a considerable amount of time to do, but once accomplished the dragoon will be able to accomplish incredible feats, such as holding onto a single dragon spine with one hand while your dragon is in an upside down position mid flight, whilst still being able to use your weapon proficiently.
• Telepathy As the name implies, it is a simple form of telepathy between you and your dragon. Thoughts, images, emotions, sounds... pretty much anything can be felt in this link, and it is a constant link. If the dragon is hurt, the dragoon can sense it, and vice versa. This however, also prevents the two from lying to each other, as they can see what the other is truly thinking.
• Soft Landing A passive all dragoons must learn, as without learning this skill, when they performed their super high jumps they would simply splatter against the ground. Once this technique is learned the dragoon can survive falls from incredible distances, and come out unharmed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 6:19 pm
XSK Ambrosia
The Hero of Ferelden
The Monster of the Mist
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xxx n×◞KING ⊰OF(THE SOUTH)*⇣EMPEROR OF♕THE EAST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:THERE'S NO REASON TO FEAR DEATH. IT'S THE ULTIMATE FREEDOM.
The man rolled his eyes. Watching two lovers go about was always perhaps the most painfully irritating thing. Worst of all was the way they treated this situation - with nagging over silly things, pleasantries, things that did not matter. He understood the Game well and he understood what words were appropriate. Right now, smiles and laughter and hello's were not appropriate. This was a time of war and death. His tone was one that suited such an era. "Kora, with all due respect, I have known you since I was very young. I have been aware of your decisions. In all things, you have been passive. You were passive with Fenrir. You were passive on the issue of elves and humans and their conflict. You were even passive as your neighboring nations were being destroyed, you were being threatened with death, and all looked to you and leaned on you for support. You have reigned while not reigning at all. You have remained shy from the affairs that plague the world. It is time for you to step out of your bubble and take on our global issues as a true Queen would. If you do not, you will soon discover your Empire crashing around you. It already is." He had no desire to baby her and pretend he was more kind than he truly was.
He needed to be cruel in order to be kind. West did not care for pretenses anymore. Things were entering their finality, and he did not care to deal in lies at such a moment.
"Even now you care more for "hello's" and kind words than fulfilling your duty as Queen. You are weak, Kora. You have always been weak. And I have always been strong. I died in your stead to fight your war. I protected Kranila; I brokered peace between Fraxon and your lands. You can keep pretending to be in a position of power but that is simply not the case. Korok is right. I did threaten to kill him before you came here. And I would do it again. I'm not here to convince you. I'm here to subjugate you. And so I offer these terms yet ********. Bend the knee or be destroyed. This is your last chance." Osiris stood at West's side, his lips parting slightly. West radiated with energy. He knew that he could slaughter both of them in one instant. That was the sort of power he possessed.
"Don't make me do this, Kora. I will eradicate you if you do not deign to grow a spine. I said I'll go to any lengths to restore this Empire, and I mean it."
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Within only a mere second, Korok grasped his long sword with his left hand, grabbed Kora's hair with his right and swung his blade sidewards. Now having the queen's head upon his grasp implied tyrrany above all else. The forest itself started decaying, and Kranila's forestation immediately caught fire. Pronta's nature would wither away into mere dust within a minute. He sheathed his blade and yelled.
"You're all nothing but a plague of snakes and locusts. I will die before bending my knee to a tyrant like you. Damn you all to hell!"
While still having Kora's head upon his grasp, he threw himself from the nearest window and fell down to the floor where the longstanding prophecy would complete itself. He was done... Now to rest in the eternal damnation of hell. He looked upwards and a green ethereal power appeared right in front of him. It was Arduinna, the Goddess of the Forest. She shot a green energy arrow right through his chest and his body started to burst in flames with his own head turning to a skull on fire. Skeleton hands arose from the ground marking his terrible fate as they pulled him and Kora's head down into Hades' domain.
(Exit forever)
Equipment: Longsword of the Forest, and Shadow of the Forest's Armor. No passive effects.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 6:41 pm
The Hero of Ferelden
The Monster of the Mist
nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineIN THE END ` JUST LIKE SOLDIERS♕》*WEMARCHON! bad apple
xxx n×◞KING ⊰OF(THE SOUTH)*⇣EMPEROR OF♕THE EAST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:THERE'S NO REASON TO FEAR DEATH. IT'S THE ULTIMATE FREEDOM.
His expression remained stoic as all that occurred. He simply monitored the energy to ensure that it wasn't simply an illusion. When he understood that it was real and truly happened, his immediate thought was simply . . . finally, and that was all. "In truth I was always the only sage," he said, turning to Maria Kal and Isabela Tepes. "Kora was far too weak to compare with me. Fenrir was only self-proclaimed. With only myself standing, it stands to reason that I am now the de facto ruler of these lands. My legitimacy has increased. And, best of all, they killed themselves so I am not a usurper. They are simply fools and I stepped in to rule their dying lands. Fraxon is mine. But I cannot truly celebrate, and that's because . . ." He smiled slightly, "The rest of the world comes next. Maria, be prepared at any time for new requests. Val'Ghast shall tremble soon."
His ambition was, indeed, insatiable. And he didn't care. He had gotten this far - there was no suffering in continuing. He would own the world.
Because the two were such a higher ranking than him, they would be able to detect even Amias' near nonexistent energy type from a rather significant distance. And when he seemed to appear out of thin air, they would likely not be as surprised as Lilith were. "I...apologize for the interruption, but as I was traveling, I felt a rather absurdly large amount of energy in this area." The man surveyed the area, noting two dead bodies and three living, one he didn't recognize or really care about. "But now that I know who's here, I shouldn't be surprised. Her Majesty Maria Kal of Yuran, claimant of all Kenai, Mistress of Dominus, Slayer of Kaminae and Uniter of the Northern Hordes . . . Queen of the Dragons, the Mer, and all the Beast-Races of Axiom, and of course...West of the House Giletti, Emperor of Fraxon, King of the South, North, West and East; all of Fronta, Aramil, Amaranthine, Kevai and Kenai . . . Servant of Antony's, Child of Michael, Slayer of Kaminae, Lord of Isis and Osiris; the Two Beauties of the New World . . . Conqueror of the Third Plane. And I--compared to those very impressive titles--am an old man with way too much to say. It's my pleasure to meet you, your majesties." With such a lengthy introduction complete, he would give them time to speak before reaching the very conclusive point of why he were here.
Energy (1650/1650 Energy) (150/150 Ammo) Stats 11/13 Equipment Guns Passives
• Glory To Me Pagans are very... noble. They have the air of a King or Queen about them; even a divine. This comes from this particular ability. 'Glory To Me' is a mental allure that they constantly release from their vessel, similar to an Incubi's seduction, but weaker. Rather than seducing people, this ability fools their mind. It can make them see things that aren't real. In fact, they can even feel these things. This ability is literally impossible to ignore or break out of, but it serves little benefit other than prestige. A Pagan will often use this power to make themselves appear divine; the sun will rise behind them, their clothing will flow and shine with the breeze, they'll just seem so... God-like. They can even change their appearance using this, although it's a temporary thing. This ability can have some uses in battle, though. For example, if a Pagan is to cast a shadow over themselves, it'd make them harder to see. If they make the sun shine behind them, they can make their enemy flinch away from the overbearing light. They can also fool enemies into thinking they've struck a shield or something like that, although that sort of manipulation over reality is something that only Pagans who focus on this type of power can do.
• The Sight Just like their counterpart the Diabolus can read the auras about them and see things for what they are. This allows them to pinpoint an opponent's energy level(rank), along with the ability to naturally see energy.
• The Mark of the Devil Each of the Diabolus bloodline maintains the "Mark of the Devil" which signifies their resemblance to their Satanic bloodline. These things are something which cannot simply be ignore and each little trait grants the Diabolus a little gift of a sort. It is a shame that they are born within no more or no less than two traits. Claws/Talons - They fingernails maintain a fixed length of two inches. They are more like hardened, black, obsidian claws than fingernails and can tear through flesh like paper. Fangs - Their canines, both top and bottom, are significantly noticeable to the point of which they protrude from the lip. These fangs maintain a certain gland which fills with the blood of the Diabolus and can spew it in a mass stream of acidic black blood to naturally defend. Horns - To put it simply the horns are a strong asset and maintain an entire move set for their soul capabilities. The strength of the horns, upon birth, are equivalent to strength of a C-Ranked material. With each rank they grow til they cannot. (ex. Trainee=C, Novice=B, Adept=A, Expert=S, Master=SS, Sage=SSS) Tail - Like the horns it is an asset which can maintain an entire skill-set to itself. It works on the same exact system as the Horns do except with speed. It has, essentially, a boost of +2spd. on its own attacks.
