Kumori comes running down the mountain side, continuing his way out of the nation as he summoned forth his shadow steed to ride it towards Nocturne. (Passing through)
Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2014 4:01 pm
Kumori continues to ride his shadow steed up the steep mountain road to get back into Pronta as quickly as he could. (Exits)
Kumori rode his shadow steed to leave the place as quickly as he could as he seemed very tired for the time being, having expended much of his energy as he rode off, going anywhere, but here.
(Exits through)
Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2015 12:35 pm
Kumori started walking up the pass, heading for the capital. (exits)
Aurelia arrived ahead of Damian, opting to move ahead alone since she was quivker, and needed to get a feel for the strength of the Valkyries rallying under Elessia. Se was a ways off from the pass, within shooting range but... perhaps not within sight range. She laid on the floor, hair tied behind her back looking through the scope of a rifle at the area where traffic seemed to be congregating. Three? No... four Valkyries transporting something in a large black box? She focused in on it, keeping her sight trained in with a sort of deadly intent in them. Black muck consumed her eyes as she saw it there: the symbol of elessia. So the Valkyries in general were working under her? Or was this a faction? It was too much to hope that she;d get a shot at Ariel here today as none of them were her younger sister. Aurelia zero'd her sight, allowing her body to become separate in the magnetic field of Axiom and giving her a higher degree of control over it all as well. These four valkyries would be strong if they were a transport, but not so strong that they were really important enough to get assigned important work. They were alert, good natured it seemed as Valkyries among valkyries tended to be,but they were unaware of her presence. Her tongue brushed against the her lips and in her mind everything besides her and her quarry melted into masses of black in a world void of sound and color. She registered the metal on each of them as well as her own as she loaded a bullet with a quick pull of her bulpup. The sound echoed and one of the Valkyries took a small notice. She was almost too late as Aurelia pulled the trigger. The bullet rocketed through the treeline and soared right into her shield, raised just in time. She was pushed back, dropping the box as she steadied herself. Aurelia, frustratedly, slammed her fist into the ground and rose from the ground, the sniper disappearing in a blue void as she instead removed form it a new toy she had been working on. Kill her, sisters! one of them called as they began their fast approach. Aurelia waited until one of them got close to her before she actually moved, giving her time to guage her speed. She swung down a blade which Aurelia sidestepped quickly before kicking off of her shield to gain distance. With a bit of her magnetic influence she got high into the air and produced an arrow from the same blue void she pulled the bow from. She drew back, looking through the small crosshair as her prey jumped after her. She fired the first arrow, which the woman seemed to underestimate as her blade ricocheted off off on impact to the side and her momentum halted as the arrow, losing a bit of power, embedded in her chest. Aurelia meanwhile seemed to stick to a tree and draw back again with a taunting smile.She was aware that two more of the four had joined and were approaching her side. They recognized the threat was great and instead of one on one they intended to fight her as a group. Drawing the line taut, Aurelia watched as they all jumped in a shield line. One arrow quickly became three and all of them flew forth, strking through shields and into shield arms precisely. Aurelia could feel the effects of her subclass setting in, magnetizing them though they couldn't tell when suddenly she felt something last second rocketing forward. If she hadn't noticed sooner she would have been in bad shape, but a bullet was quickly approaching her. A bit of her energy deflected it on a wall of magnetism but nonetheless she was taken aback. A golden rifle? How boring.
She fell back as the bullets rained and her three aggressors healed up and pushed forward. Her minigun produced itself and spun up quickly as she decided to hold her ground. Bullet hell rained from her position, forcing the shield bearers to scatter out of her way. The gunner moved aside as well, and Maria smiled as her gun followed behind, bullets barely missing but starting to close in. She held the minigun one handed as she exchanged her bow for the railgun she kept on her person. She was forcing them all to close in around her her sides and flank, to her grand avail. She dashed forward as they came in and fired the rail gun, behind her at the nearest valkyrie. The impact with her empowered shield cracked it open and blasted a hole right through her. Her minigun continued to fire on the gunner who couldn't get a shot off under the suppression, and as the Valkyrie fell Aurelia let Rend cool off. Dropped the minigun fire and drew her shotgun, moving away from her pursuers towards the ranged enemy. With a Aurelia avoided gun fire and put more distance between her and her aggressors. She was given a moment to breathe as the gunner ran out of rounds before she had to reload. Aurelia fired her shotgun shell at the woman closest, breaking through her shield with the first shot. She barely moved aside as the blade came in close, and answered by smashing the gun into her cheek. As she reeled Aurelia drove her knee up and into her chest, staggering her with the force before Aurelia punctuated with another shot from Abigail, right to the face. Thinking fast she grabbed the now lifeless body and flung it at the gunner as the woman began her suppressing fire. With her blocked for the moment Aurelia blocked the woman's downward swing with her shotgun and kicked her back, using her manipulation to send her body flying through a pair of trees. "I'm getting bored," she said as a missile pod appeared on her shoulder and opened itself towards the sky. The entire missile pod emptied into the sky and she shot a special slug at the siegemaster. It bounced her back with the impact, barely denting her armor. However suddenly the metal in the area, including her fallen sisters and the wone Aurelia kicked began sliding towards them she caught the metal case they were carrying as it flew towards them and opened it. Suddenly explosions rocketed off behind her and she smiled as their screams were drowned out and her eyes returned to normal. Inside of the box... was a mandate of some kind? The Valkyries were factioned off? With... Ariel leading the other group? Suddenly Aurelia was more bothered than anxious. Now she'd be waiting for Damian before continuing for sure.
A faint smile
TDG Super Kami
Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2016 7:01 pm
xxxxxxxxlDreadnought l Shadow Knight l Expert l
DamianTreverexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx TABTAB Damian blinked at the carnage that laid before him. He had a glimpse at the woman's power before, but the smoke, shell casings, explosive remains, and bodies made it a lot more... Apparent. Besides, he managed to test his new limits offensively, now if he was even needed he could test the same on defense. He had ran... tests before returning to Nocturne, and the results were impressive enough. "Why am I even here?" This voice escaped in a mutter. It was not self pitying or diminishing his own value, but if she could do this now, granted they were unprepared, he had not even been needed for this. He could have been doing something more productive to himself maybe unless there was something to come after this that would render the woman in a state of vulnerability that he could cover until she recuperated. He kicked what seemed to be a... Foot? Out of the way as he walked as casual as could be to Aurelia, who had found the package being apparently escorted by the Valkyries. He saw the woman was troubled or at least faltered by what was on whatever she was looking at. He motioned to her to allow him to see what she saw. A mandate? Every moment he spent reading pulled him to a conclusion: a schism. Someone drinking on the cray cray juice too much maybe? It had been done many times through history, often times the wrong methods even if the reasons were just to the individual in charge. Rebellions were always a posibility in these situations. "Whatever happens, there will be chaos, widespread. If not now." He ran his hand through his hair. "Anarchy is fine... Self indulgence in one's power is fine... Using your power to shape the World as you wish is fine. Doing it like this though..." From want he actually managed to retain from what was found in the box and what small details he gained from his partner... This would not stand. A stupid woman wielding her power like a child who just found a gun to toy with.
She would need to be properly disciplined.
He looked ahead, glaring. "You know more about this than I do. Tell me what I need to know."
Strength: 15 Speed: 6 Damage Reduction: +2 Buffs: The True Form: XXXX. Weapons: ~ Leetha's Blade - Ascalon and Leetha's Guard - Svalinn Energy Meter: 1,300 / 1,300 The Dreadnought Soundtrack:The Theme | The Groove | The Fight
Abilities Used:
SS - 800 S - 250 A - 100 B - 75 C - 50 D - 25 E - 10
When Damian arrived on the scene she barely had missed whatever he had muttered. When he went for the paper she handed it to him willingly. Her hands found her temples as he mentioned widespread chaos. Yeah no s**t. Elessia is a fool. It was her fault the three false gods Kali Malacai and Narathos made their way into heaven to seal up Michael, or so the top brass are saying. She's made Yuran her home, for what I don't know, and how strong they are I also don't know but I am the vhild of a god and a demon. I know full well how they operate, she said. He was glaring, which wasn't a suitable look for him even though he was still pretty. She tapped his cheek, half in a slap. Well, back when Zachariah hailed over Nocturne I ran an underground resistance against him, lots of supply line hits, assassinations, gurella tactics galore. That's what we are gonna do. You're a big fella when you uncage the beast, which is helpful when distractions are needed, but I can smell the demon on you so hiding your presence in the city will be difficult. We're gonna need a base of operations, somewhere we can hide out. And... as much sa I hate to say it... my power and yours, great as they are, will not be enough. We will need a helping hand and according to that, there is a cell of Valkyries being led by someone I know personally. Step one is to get in touch with... with my sister. she said as the blackness began staining the whites of her eyes. Up for some localized destruction to get her attention? she would punctuate getting right up close to him, almost touching her nose to his. Or is the big guy too tired from the trip?
TDG Super Kami
Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2016 5:20 pm
A Nihilistic Revenant
xxxxxxxxlDreadnought l Shadow Knight l Expert l
DamianTreverexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx TABTAB Everything about this woman seemed... Odd. Different. Not a good different or a bad different. Just different. He listened to her explanation of past events. The three she listed were names he knew as well, the last one made him cringe slightly. Just something about the supposed deity did not sit well with the Dreadnought. He blinked when she lightly slapped him. Again with the touching randomly...nwhatever. He crossed his arms as she proceeded with what she did in the past. In theory it was a good plan, one that had apparently worked before. And yes, taking on a goddess would require time and effort such as what was described. He did not care if their contact was related to Aurelia by blood; whatever happened in the past happened then. That was not his focus or concern. When she got in his face, he allowed his eyes to roam her body hungrily for a moment. "The guy does not just have size going for him. He inhaled her scent. She was an attractive woman, a redhead to boot. And his matron was... Very for indulgence. However, he backed off slightly. "He only ******** up, not down. And the bar was set... Almost impossibly high. You show you're good with pulling the trigger. Waiting to see if there's more to be impressed by before you get to see how beastly the guy can be." He gave her a heated look, never breaking eye contact until the end. It would be a.... Interesting experience if she was after what one could seem. If it led to nothing, so be it. But he had a feeling that the battle to come, the grand battle at the end, would leave him in a state unparalleled by any aphrodisiac or magic known to the world. For now, he motioned Aurelia to lead. Her sister. She took point for now. Least the view would be nice.
Strength: 15 Speed: 6 Damage Reduction: +2 Buffs: The True Form: XXXX. Weapons: ~ Leetha's Blade - Ascalon and Leetha's Guard - Svalinn Energy Meter: 1,300 / 1,300 The Dreadnought Soundtrack:The Theme | The Groove | The Fight
Abilities Used:
SS - 800 S - 250 A - 100 B - 75 C - 50 D - 25 E - 10
Good. He could keep up with her. She held a serious expression for a second, and then she smirked when he backed off. Smart boy. She spun a pistol in her hand, that seemed to come from nowhere and turned away, walking with her swagger intact and a hand on her hip as she began plotting what she would do to find Ariel.
TDG Super Kami
Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2016 7:30 pm
The trip from Kusana's countryside to Volana road had been short. She was driving her destrier at a gallop in an attempt to keep her flying companion from having to wait for her for very long. Strapped to her arm was the Bulwark in all its glory. Her hair whipped in the wind as she expertly directed the horse around curves and urging it on. Whenever she was out of the advent she retained the highest level possible of scrutiny when it came to observing the world behind her. Trained eyes scouted the hills for any signs of a disturbance. Every so often she would release an energized pulse in to the land, naked to the eye. It would flow through the lands and- Auriel pulled sharply on the reins and stood straight up in the stirrups. She tried to calm her horse at the sudden stop as best she could and remained saddled even when it bucked once in annoyance. "Cynthia!" Auriel shouted and reached to her back, pulling out a spear from its holster on her back. The valkyrie would dismount and immediately set out in the direction of the source. Demons. That did not take very long. It was impossible to gauge the level of them but Auriel certainly was not going to let them walk around free of charge. "We can discuss ourselves later. I need you to be prepared and don't do anything hasty. Let me engage should the need arise, keep yourself free and able to strike wherever you must." There were really no words to give someone before heading in to battle. One was either mentally prepared enough to take any challenge on or they would balk in the face of danger and get their allies killed. Sincerely hoping it was the later Auriel sprinted towards the source. She would come across the sight of blood. Everywhere. A quick spot-check revealed it to be fresh. Bullet holes were embedded in practically every surface, a contingent of something had been mowed down here.
Auriel should have seen this coming. It happened whenever the most important occasions and her life. The war in Yuran, Abigail's death, and now when she was in the middle of reforming Pronta and beating back the rising tide of valkyries who lost their way. Aurelia. She could see her plain as day and knew that no matter how much time and distance they put in between them they would always be connected. Auriel allowed no emotion to seep in to her and plague her thoughts. This mess most likely belonged to the demon her sister had allowed herself to become. Explosions, death, decay; it definitely felt like the mark of darkness. And then there she was, plain as day. Standing in it all was her sister and someone else completely unimportant to Auriel in that moment. Their physical similarities irked her and at the same time brought nostalgic comfort. Even if their connection would always pain her, that was still her sister. "For Abigail, remember..." Auriel nodded her head to herself and called out to the two from Nocturne. "Aurelia! What are you doing here? You know you are not welcome around here." Her words were questioning, not accusatory. There was no doubt in her mind that things would be cleared up. It was a reminder that there were plenty who wanted to see her head mounted on a plaque in the Advent.
• Keep Going The Valk's, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Wrath of a God Their weapons surge with their latent energy which makes any weapon they touch, especially their chosen one, both covered in holy light and electricity. This leads to anyone locking blades or striking the shield of a Valkyrie feel small shocks that ward people off from staying in contact with them for too long. This also makes unholy enemies take an extra rank of damage on top of the lightning damage. However for the lightning to be in effect you must have more than half your energy remaining within you.
• Child of Jarnbjorn When a Valkyrie choses a weapon to specialize in, that weapon becomes gifted by holy power and works much like Thor's Mjolnir and Jarnbjorn. It will nigh automatically come to the call of the Valkyrie, cannot be destroyed, and always has the extra lightning damage going on it regardless of energy level. When attacking with that weapon, they gain an extra +1/+1 to their stats. You get one of these, so choose carefully. This weapon should get its own custom abilities, and if it does it must be approved.
• Feast of Ambrosia Once per battle the Valkyrie can hold their hand out and summon a goblet full of ambrosia. Upon consumption, this otherwordly substance will heal and cure any wounds and debilitations the Valkyrie may be suffering. This will not regenerate any lost limbs or organs, but it will immediately close wounds. No energy is regained from this, it merely gives the Valkyrie a better chance to continue fighting.
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• Sense Evil This allows the Paladin to sense those of ill intent, as well as demons and their kin, such as succubi, incubi, and several others of demon blood. It by emanating the good aura of the paladin, although the waves do not echo back, but make a "disturbance" that corrupts the waves of good, acting as a beacon. This also backfires, as it attracts all the things it detects, and makes the paladin very obvious to them.
Cynthia mounted Daryon and flew low, following the Valkyrie woman close and well within shouting distance for most of the trip. Sometimes, she would trail away from her, drawn to the beauty of this or that along the way. When the woman called out to her, it was one such moment. The young Valkyrie had veered left and away from Auriel for a brief moment, but she quickly corrected her course, only to find that the woman was not riding right beneath her, or anywhere near her for that matter. The girl pulled on her dragon’s reigns, signaling for the dragon to fly up high until she caught sight of the woman mounted on her horse and figures standing in front of her. She tapped her dragon twice and it flew in circles around the area, letting out a loud. Cynthia would let herself drop from his back and would land behind her traveling companion. She noticed the woman had her weapon drawn, and spoke that the other was not welcomed in these parts, which lead her to believe that Auriel and this woman had history, and what’s more is that this woman meant trouble, how much trouble Cynthia could not hope to know. The girl gulped and followed in Auriel’s lead, pulling out her Jian, Dawn, the one with Michael’s symbol on its pummel and engraved on the blade, as she pulled it, the blade would glow lightly. “What’s going on…?” She asked in the meek voice of a child.
Relevant Passives:
• Call of the Chosen: By speaking the name of one, or both, of the blades and extending her hand forward, Cynthia is able to call forth either, or both, blades down upon her with a single bolt of lightning, regardless of where they are, unless they are sealed away with some sort of unholy barrier strong enough to reject her call [B Rank +]
• Sword of the Morning [Dawn] : When Dawn is drawn for battle, the weapon gives out a light sheen, making it seem like, even in pitch darkness, the weapon is glowing, albeit faintly. When battling, Dawn channels the power of the gods, when striking a foe, the lightning that comes naturally to Valkyries, especially their Jarnbjorn, spreads from the target hit to up to 3 enemy units around Cynthia or her target.
• Armored Skin Passive : The skin of the beast master has been trained to take punishment from both the inside and the outside. As such, the user's skin acts like their own shell of armor, rejecting any comfort of having any kind of armor equipped. The stronger the BM gets, the stronger their skin gets, even being on par with the metals of the world. As a bonus, this even allows the BMthe capabilities of catching weapons that are either on their rank or even lower without body damage. Depending on the rank of the user, their arms are already weighted and even stronger than that, as such the user is capable of breaking through anything that is weaker than they are (Only B ranked and below). Novice: Your skin is as strong as Iron, already hard to make you even flinch if a weak foe tried to punch you with their bare hands. C rank and above will hurt.
A faint smile
Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2016 12:56 pm
Aurelia froze for a second suddenly as she walked. Something was coming towards them, she could tell. Her nostrils flared up a bit before she turned on her heel and drew her minigun from the mysterious portal to nowhere. It was already spinning up when she saw who it was, Damian just off to the side of her line of fire. The orbs that normally carried gold iris afloat in a sea of white became drowned entirely in black. The gun did not stop spinning as her sister spoke to her, but she didn't immediately shoot either. A vein appeared on her head as she debated inwardly weather or not to shot, fling her across the country side or throw a car at her. Rather than act hastily she released the button that made the gun prepare to fire and on a dime, it stopped, ending the ceaseless racket and beginning a round of silence. Well, silence until the dragon roared above her, which she was almost distracted by. When Cynthia herself landed, Aurelia could see with "The Sight" that she was of almost no relevance to her. "Dear sister," Aurelia began now smirking as the black moat began to recede ever so slightly from her eyes and the some what detached nature set back in along with her inner need to troll. "I was in the neighborhood, Just thought I'd drop in, cause a bit of mayhem, challenge a goddess who's a bit off her rocker. You know, the usual."
In truth, though she did speak in jest the irony of the situation was not lost on her. What were the chances that ol'Auriel would find her instead of making Aurelia go too far and... probably blow up the Advent to her father. Regardless, this was very convenient. Also not lost on Aurelia was the fact that this was her sister, one who she had at one time shared a battle-bond with. Her heart was a bit heavy... seeing her face was the same as seeing Abigail's. No use in dredging up old feelings however. So she maintained that almost uninterested look though the truth of the matter couldn't be farther from the truth. "I don't suppose you've heard anything about crazy goddesses lately? Perhaps you've noticed the eclipse? Crazy times in Yuran, she would say, still holding onto her weapon in case her sister got slash happy.
DamianTreverexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx TABTAB Damian was getting tired of Valkyries already. The two they had just demolished, and now two more. Leetha purred in his mind as one, the redhead's sister apparently, came into view. Oh, she would make a lovely opponent for sure. A worthy opponent, a hard fought battle that was getting increasingly difficult to experience fully. The redhead's actions were beginning to worry him, though. She seemed too out of control of herself like at any moment she would shoot someone or sass them, with either possibility being equally likely. That kind of sponaneous nature was a danger, and one that needed to be carefully observed if worst came to worst.
TABTAB When the second Valkyrie approached, Damian bore a somewhat sorrowful look, almost as if he was reliving a highlight of his life long past that now drew pain from the memory. He quickly shook it off, though, and regarded both Valkyries now. Tactics and combat outcomes sifted through his mind as the two tried to contain their sisterly love in their reunion. Sarcasm. He did, finally, take up a defensive position slightly ahead and in front of Aurelia, weight on the balls of his feet. He would allow the sisters to speak their piece; he was just an observer for now, gathering Intel. However, he was Aurelia's shield right now. He would not fail his post. Besides... A faint smile played on his lips. The thought of this potential two on two bloodbath..... Mmmm....
Strength: 15 Speed: 6 Damage Reduction: +2 Buffs: The True Form: XXXX. Weapons: ~ Leetha's Blade - Ascalon and Leetha's Guard - Svalinn Energy Meter: 1,300 / 1,300 The Dreadnought Soundtrack:The Theme | The Groove | The Fight
Abilities Used:
SS - 800 S - 250 A - 100 B - 75 C - 50 D - 25 E - 10
Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2016 7:50 pm
Introduction to Kian They were listening to music - a song for at least three minutes so far, finally getting into the rush. Before the beats hit their apex though, the lady stood up and shut off the machine. "Duuuude, whaaat, just because you're like, a God now doesn't mean you have to be serious and s**t..." He was totally high, which was out of character for at least ninety-nine percent of Nephilim, but Kian was a... somewhat unique circumstance. The girl with the headband and the feathers in her hair laughed. "Nah, man... its not 'cos I'm like, a God and s**t... it's because that song is garbooo," she said, leaning back into her bean bag chair and strumming the strings on her guitar. Kian nodded his head and chuckled.
"Right on, maaan."
- - -
s**t, last night was crazy. He could've sworn he got down and freaky, but the guy wasn't there the next morning. Or was he? He could've sworn he accidentally punched someone in the face while trying to reach over and turn the fan higher. He also had the highest attainable strength for a mortal-born . . . so that probably hurt. He felt kinda bad now. What was his name again? Gordon Mayers or something like that? ********, he had a duty to do. It was time to patrol, protect the young and innocent, all of that. His job was important, and luckily his constitution was exceptionally high, so he managed to quickly recover from whatever wild parties went on the night before. He was known for his ability to down like, twelve bottles of rum in thirty minutes and only get tipsy. It was fun to be strong - and have regenerative insides.
There was supposed to be a series of pretty big meetings and discussions lately. Maria had disappeared recently, so the Valkyries and Nephilim were convening to help decide the new leadership of Yuran. A lot of people wanted some sort of independent republic, although the word 'republic' actually confused him. He'd never heard it used before, except maybe by the heretics of Geshan. He knew it had some sort of elective function, but the idea was odd to him. Furthermore, he still sort of wished they'd just work things out with Fronta and keep the Empire together, though West claimed to be resigning and disappeared. This was a very dangerous period for the Empire, with its leaders vanishing, dying or losing faith. He only hoped Yuran would not slip into the recesses of morality without a guiding hand to help them stay strong.
He got his gear together, mostly light armor under a white and gold suit, and did his hair all nice for the people of the city. The tall man then went on to seek out Auriel, who was the leader of his battalion. Before he arrived though, he could already sense two unfortunate entities: a Diabolos and a Dreadnought. Their auras and energies were unmistakable. The man rushed to the scene, drew his sword from its scabbard, and prepared to defend Auriel with his life if need be. However, when he arrived, all he could see between her and the Diabolos was mere interaction, while the Dreadnought stayed in silence. He was . . . a bit confused.
This situation was dangerous. The tension was physically palpable and would be completely evident even to those who had no idea what really was happening here. Auriel gripped the hilt of her staff repeatedly as she tried her hardest to remain the level-headed one here. "Follow my lead, and stay on your guard." She said quietly to Cynthia. She wouldn't put it past a green soldier to lose their control over themselves and strike first without just cause. Too many times had she seen that on a battlefield and it never ended well. As much as her body burned to slam her shield repeatedly in to Aurelia's face the valkyrie would be hard pressed to actually do it. There would literally have to be absolutely nothing left between them and Auriel would never give up hope for her older sister. Even when her body would have been long since lain to rest, she would wait for her at the gates of valhalla.
Despite that, her shield was ready. Aurelia had admitted to slaying Abigail, there was no telling what she would be willing to do. So it was with stalwart courage the templar would gaze at her wayward sister. No confusion passed her face because she wasn't stupid and knew that there would be no keeping what was happening in Yuran right now a secret. Even now they were shrouded in the half-light of the eclipse. Of course people heard what was going on. Auriel searched her sibling's hear to see if she was here for the express purpose of wreaking havoc on the people. It seemed her words rang true. It made sense that demons would want to see Elessia fall from power. She wanted to eradicate every single trace of tainted existence from this plane. That was what had drawn so many valkyries to her side. Auriel had been taught differently though. On top of that she would never forgive the angel for betraying Michael. "Yuran's problems are it's own, Aurelia. I'll not having you slay our kin to sate your need for revenge or whatever it is that drives you to this kind of destruction." Auriel motioned out with her staff across the battlefield. It had hardly been necessary and clearly was what one would call 'overkill'. Where was the honor? She knew that the diabolos hadn't even considered taking prisoners and turning them over to the opposing faction. Instead with a wanton disregard for life she murdered them all, and brutally. Briefly Auriel wondered if she enjoyed it. Her gaze flickered over to the dreadnought who partially stood between the sisters. Nothing and no one would be able to come between that battle when it came. Before she knew it another companion joined their little battalion. His name was Kian, a very promising young nephilim with such potential. If only he could separate himself from the drink, that was. Auriel acknowledged his existence and motioned for him to not initiate a battle. She'd be damned if it was their side that started a fight here. "What do you intend to do? March upon her and let loose more rockets and bullets? You'd die." That was fact. There had been tales of gods being torn down from their mantles and cast to the ground. All of those stories featured incredible warriors working together to undermine and remove the sources of each gods power. None of these expeditions had been undertaken without gigantic ripples echoing across the whole of Axiom.
• Keep Going The Valk's, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Wrath of a God Their weapons surge with their latent energy which makes any weapon they touch, especially their chosen one, both covered in holy light and electricity. This leads to anyone locking blades or striking the shield of a Valkyrie feel small shocks that ward people off from staying in contact with them for too long. This also makes unholy enemies take an extra rank of damage on top of the lightning damage. However for the lightning to be in effect you must have more than half your energy remaining within you.
• Child of Jarnbjorn When a Valkyrie choses a weapon to specialize in, that weapon becomes gifted by holy power and works much like Thor's Mjolnir and Jarnbjorn. It will nigh automatically come to the call of the Valkyrie, cannot be destroyed, and always has the extra lightning damage going on it regardless of energy level. When attacking with that weapon, they gain an extra +1/+1 to their stats. You get one of these, so choose carefully. This weapon should get its own custom abilities, and if it does it must be approved.
• Feast of Ambrosia Once per battle the Valkyrie can hold their hand out and summon a goblet full of ambrosia. Upon consumption, this otherwordly substance will heal and cure any wounds and debilitations the Valkyrie may be suffering. This will not regenerate any lost limbs or organs, but it will immediately close wounds. No energy is regained from this, it merely gives the Valkyrie a better chance to continue fighting.
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• Sense Evil This allows the Paladin to sense those of ill intent, as well as demons and their kin, such as succubi, incubi, and several others of demon blood. It by emanating the good aura of the paladin, although the waves do not echo back, but make a "disturbance" that corrupts the waves of good, acting as a beacon. This also backfires, as it attracts all the things it detects, and makes the paladin very obvious to them.
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