Toshiharu did not speak for several moments, his eyes studying Ryuuka, looking for a weakness, calculating. He heard the sound of static, and knew that it was the sound of a hollow using their sonido. He had seen it a hundred, or even a thousand times. His staff whirled around into a defensive stance, as the newcomer appeared with a gun, pointing it at Venator’s skull. Toshiharu prepared himself for combat, but found himself somewhat relieved when the gun did not fire. The newcomer seemed to be going the route of intimidation. He was all fancy words, but Toshiharu immediately could tell he was somewhat subservient to the other hollow, even if his spiritual pressure was greater. This boy was a weapon, and Ryuuka was in control of it. Despite this sense, Toshi knew better than to try and predict the actions of a hollow.
As Ryuuka spoke, Toshi lowered his weapon, if not his guard. She didn’t seem intent on destorying anyone or anything else just yet, but again, Toshi knew better than to try and predict what she would do. She could fall victim to her hunger at any moment.
Rather than falling victim to her hunger, she made an offer. Toshiharu didn’t gasp, though a less-composed person might have. What she was offering was not small, but Toshiharu did not know if he liked it. In any case, he couldn’t make a definitive answer.
As if by sheer luck, a bright light appeared off to the side of the group, about 20 feet away. The light grew into a large, heavy wooden door, gilded with gold, and gleaming as if freshly polished. The door opened, and out came Xzavior Smith, the King of Northweald.
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”Now that is an impressive offer…”
Xzavior’s voice was like velvet as he stepped through his gilded portal. He had been drinking and enjoying himself, but as always, responsibility was more important. He had a general sense for what was happening in his kingdom. He had sensed the destruction, and had come, albeit somewhat slower than he could have. He had been enjoying himself, after all.
Xzavior’s fine italian leather shoes clicked pleasantly upon the stone as he approached the group, his hands clasped and held to his chest. Suddenly, his eyes went to Toshiharu.
”Now, Toshi… We don’t greet guests with weapons drawn here. How rude~” He paused for a moment, as if deep in thought, and spoke again, to Toshiharu. ”There’s a triad of Menos on Earth, really tearing up the place. Take care of it.”
With that, Xzavior waved a hand, almost dismissively, and Toshiharu was launched off his feet and through the portal, as if thrown by some invisible force.
Xzavior turned back to the pair of hollows, his eyes clocking the gun in Hadrian’s hand. Of course, Xzavior knew a little about Ryuuka and Hadrian. He liked to keep tabs on the goings-on in Hueco Mundo, if just for nostalgia’s sake. He hadn’t stepped foot on those sands in many years.
”Now where were we? Oh yes! I was introducing myself.”
Xzavior smiled, his crimson eyes looking back and forth between Hadrian and Ryuuka. ”My name is Xzavior Reginald Smith, Lord of the Wastes, Count of the Crags, King of Northweald” Xzavior’s hand motions signified that the first two titles were made up on the spot, but his voice became deadly serious when he said King of Northweald
”I do believe we’ve met, although I did not put forth my best performace against the hunter and her handler. You are Hadrian and Ryuuka, a pair of newly-minted Arrancar, fresh out of the Hueco Mundo sands and here tearing ruts in my back yard.”
Xzavior’s smile widened into a warm grin. He was fond of hollows. Some of his fondest memories were with hollows. He looked back and forth between the two. He had picked up on the tail end of Ryuuka’s offer, but was curious. His face suddenly became very solemn and business-like, the face of a shrewd negotiator.
”By what authority do you offer up your own kind? This is my Kingdom, surely, but aside from the smoking ruin of Las Noches, I know of no reigning authority in Hueco Mundo. Unless I am mistaken?”
Xzavior took a deep breath, as if smelling the air of his kingdom.
Have a seat, let us negotiate.”
Xzavior snapped, and a fine wooden table, and 5 chairs (one for every person there) appeared in the midst of the group. Xzavior took a seat at the head of the table, in the fanciest chair, a throne with a fine red velvet cusion and arms in the shape of a pair of raven’s heads.
”You come here seeking an alliance, you say? That is within my interests, Northweald is happy to make alliances with powerful beings from all over the realms. You offer the blanks free reign of Hueco Mundo, though you may lack the strength to back that claim, surely. However, you must also want something in return. What is it? I’ve already forgiven you your destruction of my lands.”
Xzavior laced his fingers before him, his crimson eyes peering at the two of them, waiting for them to sit.
Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2020 1:25 am
Akamaru laughs heartily at Hadrian Garandger's comparison Gauls versus Rome and Blanks versus Hollows. "And that worked out SO well for Rome. Certainly, the continental Gauls may have eventually fallen, but the Celts of the British Isles gave them hell, eventually having Rome resort to building Hadrian's Wall to keep the Highlanders from giving them even worse than the other tribes had." His smirk shows a glint of wicked amusement. He is not feeling particularly threatened. Any older hollow would have recognized the voice that was escaping his mouth. It was different than the gentlemanly Irish accent. No. It sounds perfectly like Rex, the former terror of worlds who had vanished under unclear circumstances. The accent was distinctly Japanese but rang quite clearly in the language they were all currently speaking in. His form shifts briefly to resemble Rex, then shifts once more into that of a beautiful white-haired maiden. She continues to smirk but in a graceful and somewhat ladylike manner. A further reminder that as a blank Akamaru is composed of what the original blank has managed to consume. Simultaneously every gender and no gender at all. Currently female. Akamaru is, as usual, an enigma wrapped in a shape-shifting puzzle. The Kyuubi continues to speak on and on about diplomacy and interest in trading their freedoms in exchange for free memories. The female version of Akamaru shakes her head politely. "Not for me to speak for the others, save for my swarm. It would be unnatural for us to surrender our world to anybody. If we truly have a king, you must speak to him. As for me, I will not sacrifice my freedom for the sake of an easy meal. I have no master. I will have no master. That is the nature of things." Toshiharu seems to be only observing until a handsome man appears and gives him commands. Clearly the leader of his swarm. She gives him an evaluative look and simply decides to pull out his chair and push it in for him as he takes a seat. He is sufficiantly powerful enough as a blank to make her act as though he were in control of her and her swarm. It is the nature of blanks. The greater the power weilded by the most powerful in the group, the more likely it is that the others will act in accordance to that shift in power. Akamaru gives it little thought, however, and is only acting upon whims. A part of this particular memory rosery has enough wit to realize that this powerful blank in her presence has enough power to back up his claims. This suits her just fine. She looks over at Venator and gives him a smile. He is actually attractive to look at. Though she is uncertain how much of that thought process is dictated by the amount of memories that he has recently gorged upon. No, she decides, he is a member of their swarm. Off limits for consumption. She takes a seat and waits to see what happens next.
Reitsu 110 | Speed 20 | Strength 25 | Defense 10 | Stamina 10 | Intelligence 20 | Spiritual Power 20 Venator grins at the mention of the Gauls and the Romans. Memories of him and his clan charging the lines of Roman legionnaires play through his mind. Even though they did eventually fall, they didn’t give in and surrender like fools. And to the people around, his appearance does bring more to mind of a pagan hunter than that of a roman citizen or soldier. “You claim we should thank you for an enemy we never saw or knew of, as if you doing what you want is doing us a favor. Tell me, did you take out this hunter for us, or was it just what you wanted to do and are using it now to try and manipulate us? Painting yourself as generous saviors, when you are merely trying to use us for you own ends. What a historically often used tactic.” Images of Romans claiming to be bringing pagan people into a more prosperous age, as well as images of Roman legionnaires slaughtering those same people for not accepting what would basically be servitude. “And I know nothing of this king you speak of, nor particularly care for him. Who cares who claims themselves lord of this land? I don’t care if it is his king” he points at Toshiharu “or the two of you. I am my own, and care not for your claims of leadership.” He then turns from Hadrian to Kyuubi. “And don’t think I am underestimating your power, nor overestimating mine. I am fully aware of how this fight will go, but I don’t plan on kneeling before you just to save my life. I will die first.” His grin turns into a bestial baring of teeth disguised as a grin. It is then that the well dressed man entered the situation. Venator took a measure of this man, and then watched as he dismissed Toshiharu to go to Earth and deal with Menos, weaker versions of what stood before him. The suited man launches into a speech, introducing himself as Xzavior, lord and king of this place. Venator does not take a seat at the appearing table, merely remaining standing where he is, but makes no more movements. He patiently waits to see how this goes further.
Health 150/150 | Spirit Energy 65/65 | Clarity 15 | Movement Speed 20
Word Count for Post: 375 x 1.8 = 675 Word Count Total for Character: 3,610 Interaction Words: 3,610 Memories: 1
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XXX It went without saying that Vanessa would take the door that was so graciously offered to her by Xzavior. The chance to see or explore a new realm was an opportunity worth snatching. After all it would be lying if she said her knowledge of the blank species was sufficient. In fact she knew very little about them. However the opportunity to see a new land was quickly dimmed by the events she had walked into. Two arrancar were trying to strike a deal with Xzavior. The man whom she had spent company with at the bar turned out to be the self proclaimed king of the land titled "King of Northweald." Wait he was a king!?! There was little doubt that Vanessa knew that it was always good to keep powerful friends nearby. She would see to it that she took time to get to know him better. However for now her attention was quickly turned to the alliances at hand. The deal did not seem to be working out very well so far. Only Xzavior seemed interested... the other two blanks not so much. Not that their opinions would matter much as the king would have the final say on such a decision. Blue eyes brightened as the question of 'whose authority did the hollows speak on?' was brought into play. Ah of course. Now that was the question wasn't it. The young assassin had endless amounts of patience, and would speak up regarding such things when the moment to strike was hot. "If you don't want it..." she would reply to the blank who denied the seat at the table. Since he did not seem interested she was quick to take his spot.
Word count: 829 (239*2.9 ) + 3,309 = 4,138
Ability in use: The Demon Without a Face - If Vanessa's intelligence (+10) is higher than others, Vanessa is capable of disguising herself.
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Hadrian steps off the rising spire his coat catching in the wind as he made his descent flowing behind him as he landed feet firth on the ground with barely an impact the energy of it seeming to be absorbed up into his body instead. He tiled his head as he just looked over Venator only to shake his head, and look away."Brave word would expect nothing less from your kind, that is why you died, and became but a lost memory in a sea of the forgotten just another stepping stone when Rome was lead by the strong, when Mars Ultor blessed us so as we slew the likes of you in droves under Caeser." Hadrian spoke as he walked by towards the table Venator was of interest to him for the sole reason of his life as a warrior, and solider but as he was now he wasn't worth devouring not in the slightest. There would be no enjoyment in such a kill such one sided slaughter of a fighter would not satisfy him. "Now be sure to grow big, and strong so you are actually worthy of my notice though try not to die too soon wouldn't want my fun taken from me." With a deep chuckle he threw off his coat as he hangs it off the backing of the chair the wrappings on his arms only going up slightly past his elbows his upper arms on full display past the sleeveless top.
He stretched his arms upwards muscles rippling beneath his skin, and something about them was vaguely unsettling there was for more then meet the eye when it came to this arrancar's unique physiology. Taking a seat he kicked his feet up on the wood table his boots coming down with a solid thud against the construct. Leaning back his hands resting behind his his head he waits. Such talk he personally found boring, but who knows it could lead to something interesting he would say it wasn't a terrible idea to foster relationships it was boring sure, but he was no fool there was more to war then just fighting even if that was what interested him about it the most.
XXXA strange mist rolled into the gathering of souls, lost and damned. A bell chiming in the fog, distinct yet muffled by the clinging vapor. The scent of rain and lost memories filled the air, the smell of nostalgia permeating the wind. Ding. Ding. Ding. The small chime cried balefully in the thick effluvium. A small hand reached towards the table from a previously unoccupied seat, thin fingers looping around the delicate handle of a nearby cup of hot tea. Had that always been there? Had no one noticed the steaming mug of cinnamon and ginger, the ceramic container resting upon the wooden slab? The rim of the cup pressed gently and slowly against plush, pale lips; The soft sound of someone taking a sip filled the silence between the exchanging of words. It was Manan. The sage.
"..huh? Where..?" She breathed, looking around slowly through lidded eyes as she placed the cup back down on the table in front of her. Vacant grey hues scanned the faces of each person present upon this gathering, the powers of Hueco Mundo and Northweald all congregated in one place to negotiate. A blank expression filled Manan's mask-like face, a look of dreamy confusion etched across her ethereal features. "Who..?" The question hung upon the mist. Her glassy eyes fell upon Xzavior's face and a brief glint of recognition passed over her, quickly fading as fast as it had reached her. "..what are we talking about?"
Word count: 243 * 3 = 729
Reiatsu Level used: 50 Name: Salkhiny khana Description: The fog and mist that surrounds Manan protects her, warding away attacks and disorienting attackers so long as she remains passive. Type: Defense Cost: --- Effect: So long as Manan does not perform an attack, she cannot be targeted or harmed by an opponent. Duration: Passive Cool-down: --- Range: 50 ft
Ryuuka grinned wide at the array of people showing up to this meeting of the minds as one would have it. It was certainly not the grandiose showing that was there. "It's quite simple. I plan on taking that vacant citadel for my own and rebuilding the Espada. We will build Hueco Mundo up from the ashes. I am not one beyond requesting assistance, and cordially, the same offer to build up and help strengthen this realm is extended to you and yours.", she said before she looked over to Hadrian and then to the snow leopard girl that showed up. Her gaze then traveled over to Vanessa and then she looked over the other two Blanks before looking to Xzavior.
"What I am proposing is an accord of sorts...", a voice said, that was not Ryuuka's but one that came from her shadow.
Ryuuka's reiatsu split off from the shadows and an inverse version of herself arrived and draped her arms over Ryuuka's shoulders. This was not something that the Arrancar seemed to mind, maybe she even expected it as she looked to those present with a toothy grin. "Don't be alarmed, I believe this could happen for each one of my tails. We are the same though, and the offer is extended... a proposal of unity against a common threat. That means we won't bust up your turf, you don't bust up ours...and we give each other a helping hand when the enemies step up to mess with us.", she elaborated before she snapped her fingers to the white version of herself. "Introduction...", she demanded.
The white tailed kitsune smirked slightly as she gestured to herself. "Kagami D. Kyuubi.", she said firmly. It was obvious by her mannerisms that she was part of Ryuuka, but probably had more individuality than her creator had given her credit for. This was usually to be expected as it was the creator who commonly underestimated their creations and were often surprised or even surpassed by them.
Xzavior leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers together as a sign of authority. They were in his domain, and he made no effort to hide that fact. Other blanks, and even the hollow he had met just a short time ago began to arrive. He recognized the hollow, and he also recognized the spacey-looking woman who had been so instrumental against the invaders just recently. He was glad to have some more powerful blanks arond to lend weight to his words, and give creedance to his authority. Nobody was arguing against it, at least. He listened silently, with a vacant smile on his face as she spoke of her desire to conquer Hueco Mundo, and take over Las Noches. That would be an impressive feat indeed, but not an easy one. Xzavior knew the habits of hollows well enough to know that they would not be so eager to be conquered, especially by someone they perceived as weaker than them. A new matriarch would draw a lot of attention, and ill will. Xzavior didn’t know this woman, or if she was capable of surviving with the full might and wrath of Hueco Mundo descending upon her. However, he admired her ambition.
There was one problem with her offer however, and that was that she intended for Northweald to take sides in her efforts. Xzavior didn’t like that one bit. Northweald was a sacred neutral ground, and he was not eager to align his nation with hollows, or anyone else. His citizens were free to align themselves personally with whoever they chose, but Northweald itself ws a grey bastion, where all could be free from spiritual persecution. The beauty of Northweald was that there was no reason to want to conquer it. It was all rocks and mindless blanks, except for the people gathered here, and perhaps a few others Xzavior had not had the pleasure of meeting yet. Northweald didn’t really needany more strength than what he could provide. As Ryuuka spoke, another person arrived, one who seemed to be a different version of the same person, but a blank. If Xzavior was surprised, or perturbed by this, it did not show on his smiling face.
Xzavior unlaced his fingers and leaned forward, a few inches closer to Ryuuka, for emphasis.
”Well well well. How far has Hueco Mundo fallen that their would-be conquerer has to enlist help from Northweald? We are not a powerful nation, not really. We have no organization, no standing army, and no reason to really care one way or the other who is in charge of Hueco Mundo. Moreover, I am well aware that strength talks in the forsaken sands. You can come here and claim yourself the queen of the sands all you want, but that title only lasts until another hollow comes along to usurp that power. I am not eager to enter into a deal with someone who may only be in their position of power for a short time.”
Xzavior smiled, and turned to the other blanks that had assembled, his citizens. ”I am not a tyrant, however. Any of you are free to join forces with this woman if you so wish. Northweald is a place of personal freedom, where anyone can be allied with anyone.”
Xzavior turned back to Ryuuka, offering a glance towards Hadrian as well.
”The offer still stands. You and yours are welcome in Northweald, where you will be under protection of the king, so long as you do not violate my decrees. Northweald needs your protection not. We are armored by our neutrality, and armed with our freedom.”
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XXX Vanessa listened attentively to the talks of the members of this so called alliance continued to speak. Bright blue eyes held a soft fire as the kitsune did everything but outwardly speak that she was the queen of Hueco Mundo. At least her acquaintance was smart enough to notice a pauper when he saw one. Of course he most likely thought the same of her. However it was not like she was shouting her greatness for all the world to hear. In fact she liked it when her lineage went unnoticed. It made it all that much easier to end the ones who would try to end her father's reign. As that advantage would hold true in this very moment. The young woman would lean forward resting an elbow on the table furthering her casual actions. "Why don't you stop beating around the bush, and refer to yourself as the leader of Hueco Mundo... or are you stopping yourself short because there is no one besides you that knows your name?" It was then that she would feign a surprised look before laughing softly. "Aren't you a Kitsune or whatever? They're supposed to be clever and deceitful... I was expecting someone.. I don't know something more intelligent than inanimate objects when I saw you." She would give an indifferent shrug before her gaze would go back to Xzavior. "There is a king who has ruled for more years than I have been in existence. If what you lot wants is the King of Hueco Mundo... then I would be a horrible guest to deny such wants." There was a playful giggle that leave her lips would as she would point at the darker kitsune before disappearing in a fog. She would move away from the spot from which she sat. However no sound would leave her steps, no footprints would be present even if the fog didn't obscure the ground. It was as if she held some ability to eliminate the presence of all of ones senses when the heavy fog rolled in.
Ability in use: Passives: The Demon Without a Face - If Vanessa's intelligence (+10) is higher than others, Vanessa is capable of disguising herself. Currently Disguised in appearance only
The Demon Without a Face: Ruthless Fog: At anytime that during the effect of "The Demon Without a Face - Heavy Fog" that one of its occupant's has a stat that hits Zero (this includes clarity) the occupant begins to take a straight damage of (-85) while they remain within the Heavy Fog. This damage ignores defense. At any point that this ability takes effect this increases the duration of "The Demon Without a Face - Heavy Fog" by two turns. This increased duration of "The Demon Without a Face - Heavy Fog" may only be activated once per opponent who triggers the effect.
The Demon Without a Face - Murderous Presence: As long as Vanessa's intelligence is higher than her foe's they suffer (-35) Clarity.
The Demon Without a Face: Ambushing - When Vanessa makes an attack while cloaked the attack power is increased by (+50)
Nightstalker - Offensive Style (+5 offensive power. This bonus increases by +5 each time the style improves (cap of +50) Passive Attack Power Increase: 30
Attack: The Demon Without a Face - Marked for Death Sometimes the best offense is the connections that one has. Being the daughter of the Black Beast has its perks as Vanessa call call for ones death. To start this ability Vanessa chooses whom she wants to 'Mark for Death' after two turns the Black Beast arrives to Gran Ray Cero the thread. This attack deals damage equal to Vanessa's Intelligence (+150). This attack follows the opponent regardless if they have left the thread from which it was activated. Takes Two turns to activate. Topic Wide Destruction. Attack Power: 385 Attack Speed: 155 Cost: 12SE Target: Ryuuka
Augment: The Demon Without a Face - Heavy Fog - A heavy fog rolls into the area making it harder for those to see. Those within it can barely see their own hands in front of their face. If Vanessa's Intelligence is higher than her opponents then they suffer (-40) clarity. This debuff not only has the ability to inflict those within the fog but also those trying to see into it. This fog also given Vanessa a much easier ability to move. While within this fog Vanessa is always considered to be in the "Cloaked" state. Cost: 8SE to Start 4SE to maintain
Augment (Trap): The Demon Without a Face: Murderous Scent - Vanessa deploys a clear odorless gas onto the battlefield. When inhaled this gas causes troubled breathing. If too much is inhaled the target can no longer breath. Once the trap is deployed those who's clarity is lower than Vanessa's intelligence are unable to see where the gases are. Once per turn those effected must roll a six sided dice. If the dice lands on an odd number than the target takes damage equal to Vanessa's intelligence, and take (-10) to each of their stats. Cost: 6SE to activate 3SE to maintain
Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2020 10:56 pm
Akamaru, still in the form of a woman, smiles smugly. "Ah, but why would I. The great Kyuubi notwithstanding. Have you never heard that you should never trust a fox with a hen house? I will pass. We are legion and have no need for conquering and as his highness has stated, there really is no reason to leave our neutrality. Quite simply, on my part, I do not care. Even if you leveled this place what would you gain?" She smiles at Xavior with an evaluative look. The strange runes in her eyes turn this way and that, occasionally changing shape. "Why would we want any of those things? What benefit is there?" She turns back toward Venator and places a hand on his arm. "Ven. Whatever the title, this Xavior is powerful enough to consume our memories. We should try to entertain him. Besides, it may be to our benefit to consider him as a member of our swarm." Her eyes look toward the hollow Hadrian and she flashes a wicked grin. "You fail in so many ways to understand." She watches his muscles ripple beneath the skin and she just smirks more broadly with a great deal of amusement.
Reiatsu 110 | Speed 20 | Strength 25 | Defense 10 | Stamina 10 | Intelligence 20 | Spiritual Power 20 Venator allows Vanessa to take the seat that had been created for him. Then as the red haired arrancar spoke, he listened. Apparently this soldier wanted a fight with him, but once he was stronger. He had no problem with a fight, though he much preferred a hunt. He says nothing in response, just stares at the arrancar until a new person arrived in a strange swelling of mist. Venator chuckles at their questioning, as they appeared in the middle of negotiations but had no idea what was going on. Then the negotiations take a hard south before they even get started. A newcomer steps out from behind the lead arrancar, and the arrancar mentions rebuilding the Espada, which some of Venator’s disparate memories recall as being the leaders of the arrancar and for the most part the rest of the Hollows. To claim such a title was a bold move. And apparently it was the wrong one. Once the self-proclaimed Count of the Crags finished teasing the arrancar and proclaiming Northweald’s neutrality, the woman who come through the portal with him started showing aggression. Realizing a fight between the two was going to break out, Venator gets ready to leave as he had no urge to die, and this fight was not his. Akamaru tried to talk about the swarm and such, but Venator had lost interest in sticking around for what was clearly coming. A predator can smell stronger power, and can smell when death is coming. And death was definitely on its way here.
[Exits to the Cavern of Lost Memories]
Health 150/150 | Spirit Energy 65/65 | Clarity 15 | Movement Speed 20
Word Count for Post: 257 x 4 = 1,028 Word Count Total for Character: 4,638 Interaction Words: 4,638 Memories: 2
Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2020 7:30 am
Ryuuka"D."Kyuubi
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Kagami"D."Kyuubi
Ryuuka sealed her zanpakuto once everyone had been taken into Manan's personal space. She was alone with herself and her new persona that had split from her. "Well, time to go find this lazy king and see what the agenda is now.", she grumbled as she tore open a fabric in time and space.. a Gargantua, and stepped through it, into Hueco Mundo. The events here in the Valley had done a few things, but to confirm that Hadrian and herself were not the only ones alive and active in the great sands, but they were also greeted with the possibility of the dark sands being revived and birthed with greater strength.
"At least I do not have to do as much work as I thought I might.", she chuckled as she walked into the void and into the area between worlds before the door closed behind her. Vanessa might not like her, for whatever reason, but at the very least it was revealed that there was one who might be more reasonable to speak with.
Xzavior sat, eyes closed and listening attentively as the very situation he had feared came to pass, only moments after he had announced it. Vanessa spoke of some other king of Hueco Mundo, one Xzavior was not familiar with. He leaned to the side, towards Menan, the voluptuous woman who had helped so critically in the fight against the hunter and her handler. He spoke to her telekinetically, so as not to interrupt a moment of great drama.
”Two titans of Hueco Mundo come butting their heads together at our doorstep… This is a rare spectacle, seldem seen outside of the forsaken land. But alas, one I cannot abide.”
Xzavior sat upright again, and watched, a small smile appearing on his lips in the tense moment of drama. He took a deep breath, in through his nose, and out through his mouth, as if to calm his nerves, or his anger, one, despite the smile on his lips. When he spoke again, it was directed at Ryuuka.
”You see what I mean? The minute one person claims power in Hueco Mundo, another is waiting to usurp them. The Nation of Northweald will not be aligning itself with your efforts in Hueco Mundo. However, if you truly wish to live freely, you may come to Northweald and live, so long as you abide my decrees. That is the right extended to all peoples here.”
The fog rolled in as Xzavior was speaking, though it was not his own fog. He assumed the fog came from that hollow girl he had met recently on earth, as she was nowhere to be seen.
He spoke aloud, so Vanessa could hear him, wherever she was.
”While I appreciate the struggles of hollowkind for dominance of their lands, perhaps more so than many other non-hollow entities, perhaps I did not make myself perfectly clear. Northweald wants no part of this squabble. If you mean to destroy each other, please do so outside of my lands. We have no part in your affairs, and will have no part in them. However, the same offer stands for you. You are welcome here any time, so long as you abide by my laws. Which include not destroying the scenery in hollow-related fights for dominance.”
Xzavior’s smile did not fade, but widened. He didn’t know what was going to happen next and it was exhilaration that brought a smile to his lips now. He didn’t know if Vanessa would listen to him. It was just as likely that the entire valley would be blown up in just a few moments. The anticipation that quickened Xzavior’s heart was not fear. It was excitement.
Xzavior stood, clapping his hands together. He looked around at all of those gathered here.
”Please! Friends of Northweald! Let us rejoice in the company of eachother, not throw stones, or Gran Rey Ceroes or whatever it is that you are planning. Northweald is a place of peace!”
XXX"awww..why is everyone so..tense..?" Manan yawned and stretched in her chair as energies began to flare and people began to vacate. The girl seemed unaware or unaffected by the danger, listless eyes peering over the entire meeting as Xzavior spoke. There was a brief pause as she stretched then leaned forward and rested her cheek on the table in front of them. "Come on..there's peace in the fog.." She mumbled.
As the words left her mouth, it would begin to snow to all those it affected or chose to be affected by it. The cliffs of Northweald faded away and a large mountain rolled into view, soft winds and chilly temperatures pervading the area. But there was a comfort in the mists that filled the massive peak, a lulling sense of sleepiness. No one who entered Shangri-la could do harm. Here, it was peaceful. Separated from the other world, the parties would be able to discuss what they wanted should they so choose to enter this place of nirvana. "..hmm? Where are we?"
Reiatsu Level used: 50 Name: Salkhiny khana Description: The fog and mist that surrounds Manan protects her, warding away attacks and disorienting attackers so long as she remains passive. Type: Defense Cost: --- Effect: So long as Manan does not perform an attack, she cannot be targeted or harmed by an opponent. Duration: Passive Cool-down: --- Range: 50 ft
Reiatsu Level used: 75 Name: Möröödögch Description: Manan rings her bell, the soft chime and soothing winds that surround her lulling those around her into a deep, peaceful sleep. Type: Aura Cost: 4 SE / 2 SE per post Effect: Creates an aura that lulls everyone but Manan into a slumber if they have less sp+15. Manan can choose to wake individuals after they have been lulled into a slumber. Those affected cannot wake unless damaged, until the effect is canceled, or until Manan leaves the area. Cannot be negated unless the comparison is beaten. Duration: As long as cost is paid Cool-down: 2 posts Range: 50 ft
Attack Name: Divaajin Aldsan Name Meaning: Paradise lost Ability: Everyone within a 60 ft radius, including Manan, is taken to a different realm unless they beat a comparison of SP. Within this realm, any action that is not peaceful in nature cannot be performed. Healing is allowed. This also reactivates [Möröödögch] for the same cost, increasing the comparison by +20. Anyone is free to leave the realm, but cannot harm anyone within and if they return are subject to it once more. 5 SE + 3 SE per post to maintain. Boosts SP and Def by +10; increasing by 10 every 100 Reiatsu. [Capping at +300] Appearance: A realm of mist, fog, and towering mountains overlap the current realm like a tranquil blanket. There is nothing but snow and gray skies for as far as the eye can see. A familiar reiatsu for shinigami permeates the air, like that of a tranquil lake. Release Command: "There is peace in the fog.."
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The fog rolled in as this stranger talked of this King of Hueco Mundo, Hadrian had no idea what she was going on about this King was unknown to him especially with how things had recently unfolded in Hueco Mundo it certainly didn't seem like there was a King around who actually did anything in terms of actual ruling at least as far as Hadrian metric of measurement came to the expectations of a ruler. That though was a conversation, or thought process for another time as the woman made her move against Ryuuka. Hadrian didn't have a stake in this power play one way or another he had hopped on this train originally for simple survival, and strength. It had gotten him far a fast track from a lowly hollow through a rapid evolution to the ultimate life form a hollow could achieve, and then further beyond what a mere hollow would ever amount to. He was not about to let that gamble go to waste over this.
Kicking down on the table sending it toppling into the air Hadrian brought an arm back pulling his long coat from the back of his chair as he stood up gun pointed downwards to the ground. While he made no point in hiding his love for a good fight he was no fool he could sense the power that came off Vanessa she was way outside of his league at the moment that much was abundantly clear. Plus despite the chaos he caused on his path of destruction that brought him here, these kind of chaotic squabbles that were so like the majority of hollow-kind was not for him. In that way he agreed somewhat with the supposed King Xzavior, though he still had his gripes with the man's thinking. "You girls have a good fight, or however you are going to deal with whatever this is either way once you deal with it you should be able to find me easy enough." He called out his voice rising over the sudden scuffle the table finally coming back down to the ground with and thud, and a crack.
Kicking off the ground in a sudden burst of a speed a deep imprint of his boot punched down deep through the earth of this strange land as he took off to explore the sights leaving the King to deal with the chaos with his subjects.
Ryuuka grinned wide at the array of people showing up to this meeting of the minds as one would have it. It was certainly not the grandiose showing that was there.