Shun stopped as he watched Percival slay Gawain. One great knight killing another. Madness... that really was the right word for all of this. Backing away, he stared at the two remaining great knights in the room. Though they argued, he felt that they were really on the same side. Two sidhe trying to keep up their guise. Yes. It made perfect sense in his head. After all, they had just slain Gawain. One of the other knights shouted out something that resonated with him. That's right. Percival could have just incapacitated Gawain, but he instead opted to kill him instead.
He was one of them for sure.
Raising his sword defensively, he grit his teeth, flicking his gaze between the two. Every now and then, his eyes would dart to one of the other knights in the room. Who else was an enemy? He couldn't trust anyone as it stood. Any one of them could be a Sidhe in disguise. It was a little harder to tell them apart, compared to Percival and Morgan.
He would begin with those two first.
Taking in a deep breath, he started with the red knight first, given how he was currently closer. Shun rushed in at him before slashing upwards at the man's body.
HP: 25 Action: 1
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 1:12 pm
ATTACKING PERCIVAL - 8 CUMULATIVE DMG
Hollandaise turned her gaze towards Horace, her eyes bright with both anger and despair. "I know. Knights do not murder each other." Her voice was frosty if only because to allow emotion into it would be a recipe for disaster. It felt as if someone had taken the (mostly) stable world she was used to and up-ended it rudely on her head. Knights were murdering knights, were fighting, arguing with swords instead of words - something strange was in the air down here. And where was their great king? Where were the other great knights?
She nocked an arrow and waited patiently for an opening. Maybe if she knee-capped him... Hollandaise's hands shook and her arrow went wide, burying itself in one of the walls of the treasury.
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My character's name: Hollandaise Character's journal link:Chapter journal | Journal BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER A small but curvy girl, Hollandaise has tanned skin and brown hair shorn off in a long bob. Her eyes are golden-brown and freckles are sprinkled across her face. As a knight, she upholds the rules of knighthood rigorously. Know your place. Rank of character Apprentice-Knight
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ATTACKING PERCIVAL - 11 CUMULATIVE DAMAGE
Senseless. One moment he and several other knights were defending Gawain, and the next his own leader was turning on them. Corrupted, he called them. And with the mirror showing they had no reflections...Something dropped sharply in his chest. Were they then under the control of the sidhe? Were they perhaps--
It did not matter. What mattered was that Percival, he who chose not to act without his master giving his every order, decided quite conveniently that he could now be arbiter of life and death. Why not incapacitate rather than kill? Gawain was on the verge of explaining something, and with his memories tampered...There was too much mystery, too many secrets being kept from them, and too much frustration bottled within the man to keep it pacified any longer.
Jack gave the knight beside him a sidelong look, eyes narrowing in a glare. "There is no sense anymore. Only the will to fight or the weakness of those who choose to hide from it. Choose well."
And then he let fly an arrow at that blue b*****d of a dog. Maybe Hollandaise was right. Maybe their own self-destruction was all there was left to pursue now, that hastening it was their only option. Either way, for once the violence began to settle pleasantly in the pits of his heart.
"Are you satisfied with all of this?" he asked the other archer, a hard edge to his voice.
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Shun's swing had gone wide. He wasn't thinking too clearly, though. Once his attack went off, he switched gears to charge the other Great Knight nearby, attempting to drive his blade into him.
HP: 20 Action: 2
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When his first attack connected, Shun came back around for another strike. His blade only seemed to glance against armor, however. Having sustained some damage of his own, he backed up, tense and alert. He might have seemed like some sort of cornered animal right then and there.
HP: 15 Action: 3
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My character's name: Shun Kuroda Character's journal link:Here BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark haired. basically like this Rank of character apprentice knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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ATTACKING MORGAN - 38
"No...!" Estel dropped to one knee, thorny vines tearing into her arm. Percival striking down Gawain came as a shock, but... perhaps it had been too late to save him.
Morgan, though... if she hadn't trusted him before, she really didn't trust him now.
This had to end. Estel pushed herself to her feet and charged, aiming for Morgan.
My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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However his manner, Piper still flinched when she saw the weapon raised, her grip instinctively tightening on her own; her palms were slick with sweat and the smell of metal coins.
"I-I don't know," she replied warily, licking her lips. "A lot?" She paused, waiting for the other to strike. When it became apparent he wouldn't, she went on, "Green G was going crazy, so Percy killed him, and Morgan's not human, a-and maybe we're not either 'cause I don't see our reflections, and I am so[i/] so out've--"
Noticing she was trembling in front of this stranger, Piper sucked in a breath and tried to straighten up. Glancing to the side, she noticed one familiar blue knight in the thick of it and yelled, "SMILES! Over here!" Numbers. Numbers had ot mean something, right?
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 1:45 pm
ATTACKING MORGAN - 44
Maybe the safe thing to do would be to leave well enough alone. She wasn't sure she could trust her senses anymore.
Shaking her head, Estel charged at Morgan. Whatever he had done... he couldn't get away with it.
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DAMAGE DONE: 3 x 2 = 6 (CRIT) DAMAGE TAKEN: 5 YOUR REMAINING HP: 20/30 ACTIONS: 2/3
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My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Attacking Percival - 19 [Thomas] Actions: 1/3
This was way out of his depth. Way, way, way. First, the attackers that overwhelmed he and the few others who tried to keep them at bay, to keep Gawain safe. And then, the wizardly like knight himself, confused, unable to answer the questions asked of him. He struck them all down, but Thomas had gotten back to his feet. He would not raise a weapon against the great knight. Something was simply wrong with him, and those who sought to take him down risked killing him instead.
But it wouldn't be their life to take. Percival saw to that, and Thomas's eyes widened in absolute horror and disgust. It wasn't necessary. It wasn't. There was no sense in this. None.
"He's not worthy of the title he was given." Thomas said, matter of factly, his usual cheerful face quite grim. He'd had enough. He could not abide by this no longer. Violence beget violence, and he knew that, and now he knew that he was not immune.
He raised his crossbow, and fired it towards Percival.
Thomas HP: 25/30
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ATTACKING PERCIVAL - 19 CUMULATIVE DMG
He should have expected a gold knight-apprentice to be so stuffy and rule-bound. Despite their situation, he felt the corner of his mouth kick up in an almost smile. He moved back in towards Percival, but it was hard to get a hit in when he was surrounded.
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ATTACKING MORGAN - 44 CUMULATIVE DAMAGE
True form. Was he a sidhe? Or was he something worse? Estel had had enough of this man. She stumbled, her swing going wide.
My character's name: Estel Herald Character's journal link:Here. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Short black hair. Violet eyes. Petite, delicate-looking. Sixteen years old. Dressed in monochrome colors - black cloak, black-and-white dress, white apron. Crescent pin in her hair. Rank of character: Knight-apprentice. Sacred Points obtained: 2/100
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 2:04 pm
ATTACKING MORGAN - 46 TOTAL DMG
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HP: 25/30 Attacks: 1/3
Arrakis was still stunned by the fact that Gawain was dead. As much as he'd been wary of the three Great Knights fighting, he had not honestly thought it would end in anyone's death. A stalemate, a draw, surely, but... Well, clearly Arrakis was wrong. Any vestige of hope he had was quickly fading. How could they possibly defeat the enemy if the enemy was part of them? There was no way.
No, there had to be something, right?
There had to be. There was no way that the situation could be that without recourse. And, at any rate, Arrakis wasn't going to give up on it. He was going to see this through to the end, or at least for as long as he lasted. His body chilled a bit at that thought, but he didn't let himself dwell on it. There was no time for that. Right now, he had to defend Percival, at least to the best of his ability. Sure, Percival had killed Gawain, but... had there been a choice? Morgan had been duplicitous, and that was not something Arrakis could abide by.
There was no yell or anything of that nature from Arrakis when he took a swing at Morgan.
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My character's name: Arrakis Dismth Character's journal link: [xXx] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Arrakis is tall and built as if still growing into his body, with long arms and legs and shoulders that will broaden eventually. His long auburn hair is almost always worn back in a braid to keep it well out of his way. An active individual, he prefers to spend most of his time doing things that keep him moving (such as sword drills) and the tan lines on his olive skin show his love of being outside. Rank of character 1d4
Riley stood up, coins still falling from her clenched figures, and watched as half the room attacked Percival, while the other attacked Morgan. She clapped in delight when they stumbled in confusion, switching targets and finding new ways to fight with one another. There was no rhyme, no reason, and each knight worked on their own silly little logic, as if somehow they were in the right, and everyone else was in the wrong.
The truth was, there was no right anymore. She grinned, enjoying every moment of the chaos unfolding around her. Soon, they would all be dead, one by one until there was no one left but the Sidhe.
They were doing her work for her.
"Look there," She called out to Estel, waving her hands frantically. "Your friend seems to think Percival is your true enemy now." She strove only to make Estel notice that Shun was hitting Percival, instead of Morgan. She desired nothing more than to sow the seeds of dissent among friends. She moved closer, whispering into Estel's ear. "How could he? Doesn't he know Morgan has us all under his thumb? He seeks nothing but more bloodshed, and you know that. Perhaps the only knights that should be stopped are the ones who cannot see past their own need for violence."
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My character's name: Riley Illithadian Character's journal link:ok BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender, graceful, and entirely obsessed with purity; Riley was raised from birth as a priestess of the light, and continues to follow the values and practices of her stringent sisterhood. She is always prepared with a ritual or a prayer to help purify anything necessary, especially the air and water surrounding them, or the earth beneath their feet. She does not like being touched, or looked at for very long, nor will she meet the gaze of a passerby for longer than is absolutely necessary. She is meek, humble, and completely unprepared for what lies ahead of her. Physical Description:CLICK HERE She wears an unadorned white medieval dress, and a belt of large, extremely heavy prayer beads as a constant burden to remind her of her duty. Her face is partially covered by a modesty veil, which hangs at the lower half of her face. Her eyes are grey, and her hair is black, with only the top layer matted into tight dreadlocks using beeswax - these are carefully wrapped and braided with purple and white ribbons. See this picture for an example of this hairstyle. Intricate filigree of some metal slips in and out of the top of her hair, weaving upward into delicate designs created with special religious significance in mind. Rank of character knight Sacred Points obtained: ???/100
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Warning: Riley is currently mind manipulated by the mirror and thinks she is a sidhe, she will attack without provocation.
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"Of course I'm unsatisfied! It was never my intent to kill a knight, but rather make him unable to fight further." She shot a glare at Jack, but noticed that he, too, let fly an arrow at Percival. Hollandaise resisted (but only barely) the urge to flap her gold tabard at him... it was trying. Gold were the rule-holders, the maintenance of glory and knightly code. And here, in this room, it had become quite clear there was no honor. Somehow, it seemed as thought Morgan was less inclined to violence than Percival.
Almost absently, she reached back to count her arrows. "It was no one's place to kill a Great Knight. Not even another Great Knight! What outcome would you have wanted?"
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[Zar]
Zar was not political. He did not remember a great deal about himself but he knew that much, getting between two fighting knights was never a good idea when you weren't one at all, so he intended to keep well out of the way, standing back from the fray with a cautious expression.
He wasn't certain what the gate had done to the mirror but part of him felt that perhaps it had been the wrong decision and that things might well be taking a little bit of a dip.
He tried to look small and inconspicuous.
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My character's name: Zar Character's journal link:[Event][Non-event] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, slender and feminine with almost uncanny good looks, Zar moves with gentle grace. His hair is silvery and ridiculously long. [Image] Rank of character Apprentice Knight
