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  1. Vaude

    Pokémon: Land’s End RP

    Elly stepped inside following Tassel and awaited her turn, eyeing the boy all the while along with his Pokemon. She would have to wait her turn to challenge the Gym Leader of Hyssop Town, though that was not necessarily a bad thing. It would give her a mild understanding of how the leader thought and how his Pokemon fought, though she wondered how skilled Tassel was. He had a nice selection of Pokemon outside their Pokeballs, and Elly had to wonder if they were his go-to Pokemon, much like Xsira and Freo were hers. Time will tell, and she observed the plaques of the gym in the meantime, as well as several of the onlookers. A number of individuals within the spectating crowd had their Pokemon out, including a trainer (Astrid) with her Ninetails, another with a Pupitar (Xero), and one (Jake) with a blue Pokemon she did not fully recognise, though it was hard to pass over its lovely fur, interesting physique, and red eyes. She was loath to start conversation with someone in a Gym that wasn't the leader himself or herself -- she was not very fond of talking with people in general outside of her circle of friends -- but she may have to ask what kind of Pokemon that was. Xsira knew what kind of Pokemon the Champion's companion was, but she decided against telling Elly. Being a Psychic type, she could read the minds of her companions with relative ease, even talk with them, but this was her trainer's moment to step out of her bounds and her shell. Elly paused, looking towards Jake and Utopia, before breaking her gaze away and heading towards the far, opposite side of the stands. Xsira sighed and muttered something under her breath in Pokespeak. Freo caught it and rubbed his ear against the Espeon's shoulder and cheek, drawing her attention. "She'll be fine in time. Just have faith in her," the Glaceon replied with a wink as he ran ahead and followed their trainer. "Sure thing, Mister Know-it-all," the Espeon pouted, bounding after him. Together they sat on their side of the stadium, with Elly in the middle, Freo on the right, and Xsira on the left. This was how they always were, even when they were at home four or even five years ago, and Elly felt a bit more comfortable with this trivial bit of knowledge. It was familiar and brought back many memories, which gave her a sense of peace even in these adventurous times.
  2. It's a Maelstrom of references! I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of Pokemon are going to be unveiled in the Gym battles, or what are native to the region. Maybe Tassel will get some new friends to add to his collection, and Elly too if one catches her liking. I'm looking forward to this battle. Freo might end up getting a chance to shine for once, after all the times he sat on the sidelines due to typing mismatching in my previous RPs. ((It is as I predicted! Volcarona!))
  3. A question for you, Endless: what Gym Leaders are in this region, and what types of Pokemon do they use? This would be very helpful for my ambient description and for Shard's knowing who he is combating for an opponent. Thanks in advance! P.S.: It seems a bot reacted to your post with a confused face, @Shard the Gentleman. I shall join him for the fun of it. =P
  4. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Hogarth furrowed his brows in surprise as he heard Serene speak. One skybound eye looking backwards to confirm that it really was her before shimmying off into the foliage to find some plants, and he turned his head in her direction with eyelids closed, so as not to scare her with black holes for his three eyes. "Surely you're not," he replied with a wheeze and a grin. "Is that whitenectar you have there? You're a generous soul. That's a tough one to find." His rebreathing apparatus pumping wildly as it removed the many pollens floating about from his airways. Coupled with his internal darkness, this taxed the machine for the first time in a while and made it difficult for him to speak normally, but he managed. He will have to better his rebreather when he next worked on it in his lab. A flash of an image was sent his way, and he pointed out to everyone's right except Serene's, as she was busy and far from everyone. "Over there, about a hundred paces, are some kingsfoil plants. Would you mind being dears and fetching some for me, Hektor? Four-armed one? I forget your name," he replied to the Time Traveller and the Fallen. ((I will wait on Winona and Pang until later when more people hopefully respond.))
  5. Vaude

    Pokémon: Land’s End RP

    Elly glanced around the small burg of Hyssop Town, eyes widened with excitement as she did so. The smell of this new region was very different from that of Johto, and it compounded as she went from town to town. Different perfumes, different cuisines, different plants and Pokemon -- it all made an enriching and exotic experience for one such as herself, who only restricted herself to one region for a long while. Some of the locals, namely a young couple, if judging by the silver bands about their ring fingers, glanced at her curiously as she scanned the area with an open mouth, and she quickly felt self-conscious and blushed, her cheeks ablaze with embarrassment. Xsira and Freo, the Espeon and Glaceon she raised from Eevees, padded behind her, looking up towards her with inquisitive eyes. Why are you embarrassed so? asked Xsira mentally as she jogged alongside Elly, her tails swishing behind her. Those people probably think of me as odd, being enamoured by their village so. I can't help but like everything around me, confessed the trainer, glancing down at the cat. And you shouldn't worry about showing how you feel about things, stated Xsira, her gaze unwavering even as they travelled. Everybody starts out new to things. It's only natural to marvel. Freo looked clueless in the background, glancing between the two of them as they shared their mental conversation before returning to dutifully guarding Elly's back. He had a strong sense of protection, likely due to his vulpine blood, though he wondered what he was missing. Thanks, Xsi, responded Elly, her cheeks losing their hue as the blood drained from her face. She smiled down at the Espeon graciously. It does wonders to have you with me. Xsira seemed appreciative of the comment and smiled with her eyes but said nothing in return, instead returning to the back with Freo. "What was that all about?" Freo queried to his companion in Pokespeak. "Just a little self-doubt, though I'm surprised you did not catch why. Your eyes are always open but miss such things," Xsira answered with a teasing nudge. "She'll be better once we take on this gym together." The Glaceon frowned and looked elsewhere in mild annoyance, replying, "I can't be perfect all the time. Also, the gym seems to be in use. Look over there." The three stopped to witness a boy, Tassel, toss open the doors of the Gym. He seemed gathered in his thoughts and confident enough in his own skills, which Elly admired, and he was followed by a pair of Pokemon she knew much about already. What were Kanto Pokemon doing in his team? Was he like her, a foreigner in a very different land? "Let's watch him take on the Gym," she voiced resolutely, eyes locked on the entrance to the massive building. Freo and Xsira looked towards each other with smiles, and together they walked toward Tassel and the Gym.
  6. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Pang followed the rest of the group after a fair amount of people left, interested in seeing the newcomers' reactions to entering the Gate for a first time. The worry, the excitement, the intrepidity -- there was quite the number of diverse responses, and that was only the first of the bunch, and he stepped through the swirling blend of two images shortly thereafter, feeling the zing of energy upon his extremities and riding up his spine until he slipped beyond its thin membrane. After that, there was nothing, but he could not help but feel timid about passing through something so unnatural, no matter how many times he had already done so. The dampness and the smells of marsh water came to him as a gust of fresh air would seem to a coal miner: welcome and refreshing. He had been born and raised next to a swamp, and he relished the feel of the dank environment. The ever-present heat, however, would be brutal in the long run for the more armoured individuals like Ceres, and she certainly seemed to feel the effects. It was heartening for him to see Henry trying to aid her with wind magic. He wanted to step in and assist too, placing a hand on Henry's shoulder. "Henry, if I may assist you," he spoke up, but did not continue, instead having the spark of energy travelling up his arm do the talking for him. Supercharge magic flowed into Henry, tripling the effectiveness of his magic for a single spell, before he withdrew his hand and watched Lukkel run around giddily. He certainly was a spry youth, which Pang admired, though he worried about the boy's balance on this rickety pontoon bridge. Due to its makeup of wood tied together by hempen rope, the bridge was sturdily built, but because it floated on the water rather than being built over it the surface could prove difficult to run on. "Mind your step, Lukkel!" called out the Zouyu. "Those logs can prove slippery, and I'd rather not have the locals angry at someone falling into their farm." Within the water, red berries floated, hiding much of the water itself with their vast numbers. This bog served well to produce such a fruit in abundance, and the plant was a staple among the Aquafolk, as well as cover for the many species of fish that lay below the canopy of berries. Winona was the next to voice her thoughts, looking beyond the group and toward the village in the distance. "It is quiet in the distance," she said. "Either the dead are not attacking or the village has fallen already. While I do not doubt the Aquafolk's ability to defend themselves, we should make haste if we are to get this settled quickly." -- -- -- Meanwhile, within the Elysian Forest, Hogarth glanced about with his several eyes, studying the location with great diligence before recognising Hektor's question. Pulling out a notepad and a self-operating pen, he masterfully sketched out a few things on its pages as he spoke. "Let's see what I can come up with. I know a bit of herblore. Kingsfoil here is a leafy plant, green and shiny, with arrow-shaped leaves and with five leaves per sprig. If you know what poison ivy looks like, it is a plant very similar with leaves of five, not three. Whitenectar is an interesting plant that normally blooms in the spring, but deflowers and grows leaves in other seasons. It grows well and with a permanent white flower that droops down, however, in this forest. Some call it a snowdrop, but it has amazing medicinal value in this forest. The soil is great for these things. "Next up," Hogie continued, starting a new page, "is living rhubarb, like regular rhubarb with its big leaves, red and green stalks, and pungent acidic smell when one sniffs the stem. It's edible on its own, but it is a better medicinal plant than for eating. It's leaves are the size and shape of spades of the shovel variety. And last is mandrake. These sneaky carrots that aren't carrots like sunshine or a mildly shady location. The leaves are . . . well, leafy, but close to the ground. You'll see violet flowers in and above them. Pull them up without fear in full, all the way to the big taproot. That's the good stuff, and don't worry. They won't screech or anything like the books and superstitions say." With that, he handed the images over to Hektor, hoping the pictures would give him a better sense of things. "I will join in on the search, and for some bugs too, while I am at it. My eyes are pretty good at catching sight of what I seek." With a smile, he soon revealed what he meant by that as one of his eyes exited his socket, pushing out with little mechanical limbs, popping out, and flying into the air with little propellers. The other two followed suit, and all three took different directions, seeking out the targeted materials, while Hogarth sat down on the ground as best as he was able, finding a root-free spot to wait for his scouting eyes.
  7. Vaude

    Overworld RP

    - Nergodin [Odin], one against many in Isopolis - Within the mindscape, Odin kept his mouth shut, but inwardly he found Nergal's propositions pathetic and witless. Whoever said that he lost his heart, or that he would not win alone? Had it not been for Nergal, power that the universe had not seen for a hundred generations would have been his and his alone, and all would be lying dead at his feet by now, but now he had to share with this posturing fool that thought himself strong enough to quell his greatness. He locked away his mind from Nergal's probings, so all of this was kept from the Queenslayer. A reaction came upon him upon a glance at Typhon, the bug turning into a strange hybrid of dragon and insect, and securing a fixated fireball within his hand. He was prepping something, and it certainly would not be good. "Regardless of how you feel, survival is paramount until we can separate ourselves. That Cyph over there will cause some nastiness, so I will step in for the moment. Luckily there is some confusion in the ranks thanks to Lysander. I need to take advantage of this more than attacking just one, even if it is the prince." -- -- -- With the renewed taking over of control, time sped up and Nergodin stopped swinging his blade at the prince of the Overworld, focusing his attention towards Typhon. He was right in that he would cause much trouble, the Cyph faster than he thought thanks to the impressive wingspan upon his back. What a stroke of bad luck it was to need to fight a Cyph, but he still needed time to fully adapt to his newly gained power of that Xeno'jiiva he must have fed from. "Search Magic; Flying General: Advisor," escaped his lips as he was tackled by Typhon, his eyes glittering in power again. He called back Nergal's Glaive to protect him, summoned back from where Arthur was, and the weapon would spin backwards at incredible speeds in an attempt to cut down Typhon from his torso. A change of plans was needed when Nergodin was thrown away from both Jynn and the bug, but he maintained his focus as the weapon spun clear of everyone and snagged the danger of the fireball. As if it were by its own volition, the device gathered the fireball and stopped spinning, flinging it towards Aqua, whose power seemed to be gathered for an attack. An explosion rocketed from in between Nergodin and Aqua as the fireball exploded two thirds of the way toward Aqua. The Glaive carrying the fireball struck the earth below it, sticking into the ground, and Nergodin was sent backwards from the buffeting burst of heat and air, bearing with the pain of searing flames touching his skin. He suffered some second-degree burns which would inflict pain, but it was nothing too serious. Aqua would have to be quick to prevent herself from being hurt. He quickly corrected himself as he ground to a halt and twirled until he saw Rabiyu. She seemed distracted by the human king Alderon, and he aimed to capitalise on that. With deft speed, he launched himself at Rabiyu with a flurry of five blows, his other hand, held in an open palm, aiming to defend him from a counter if Rabiyu decided to attack with daggers. These strikes from Lysander would be ethereal and would cut into the person's soul like the other times, and unblockable as a result, though countering was possible. This was one of Lysander's greatest strengths and weaknesses: it was unblockable, but cannot block when in this form. For those with a keen eye and paid close attention to his movements, this can be viewed.
  8. Name: Elly Sanguine Age: 17. Appearance: Elly dresses young and sticks to a simple outfit of a puffy vest, a black tee shirt with a Pokeball at the center, and a pair of blue jeans decorated with blue rhinestones on her right upper leg in the shape of the suit of clubs. Her chestnut brown hair is mostly unfettered and hangs natural, but two thin loops of hair hang suspended over her ears. A small faux leather purse completes the package, excepting the black backpack that regularly is carried on her back. Pokémon Team: Espeon named Xsira (Eevee at start), Glaceon named Freio (Eevee at start), Spheal named Runda, Houndour named Umbral, [Empty], [Empty] Personality: She is a very shy individual, but very determined. She veers away from large groups as much as she is able, and does not care much for conflict, but she is assured that Team Yami should not get their way. The few friends she has are far away, living in her home region of Johto, or in the Pokéballs she stuck with since the Johto region, gathered through trading and her own adventures, so every so often she sends out a phone call or plays with her Pokémon to whittle down the loneliness and homesickness she feels. Bio: Elly started out in Violet City of the Johto region and clung to the area of her birth for a fair while. At the age of thirteen, and with the additional push of her parents, she picked up her two Eevees and attempted to travel across the region in an effort to mature and grow more independent. Many strange adventures occurred, including some run-ins with new friends from Olivine City and Azalea Town, which brought her to one of her close allies, Runda the Spheal. She toughened up and blossomed into a nice girl, though she still has issues with shyness and meeting new people. She collected all eight badges from the region, but never managed to conquer the Elite Four, losing several times against Lance. Humbled by those several defeats, she aimed to try out a different region, Tamara, a mystery in and of itself to her. She hopes to get strong, break free of her bewitching shyness, and become the promising young woman she so aspires to be. One of her personal blockades for this is Team Yami, a secretive and dark group, against which she would give her all.
  9. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Pang nodded seriously as he patted Kolm on the shoulder with his large hand, a mere few taps before he withdrew it back to his side and took place in the ranks. "Unfortunately I have had the displeasure of seeing that moment," he gave voice. "Poor Caldwell. He was a bit of a weighty klutz and fell over the side of the guardrail when it buckled a little. Mind that none of you fall over so that you do not result in the same fate. The Gate is very thirsty for energy. It does not care where the energy comes from." "Way to spoil the mood, Pang," Winona responded with a hollow laugh. "Regardless of that sad tale, the Gate is now quite safe and outfitted with many strong safety measures. Just be careful and keep your wits about you, everyone. This next moment for you all would be of enjoyment, not fear." She took a step onto the platform, and the swirling mess of colour within the gate -- as if sensing her presence -- gave way to two alternating observable locations, one painted in a sea of verdigris trees with a path of cobblestone essing among them, and the other location portraying a mountain almost hidden by the mist of light rain. The times of day were very different, the forested location being midday and the mountainous one being on the verge of the twilight hour, if judging from the red skies. Time had little meaning to those who travelled the multiverse often, but this change in times of day might be a shock to some. As she stepped up to the portal and then through it, one can see her bouncing on her heels with her casual stride on the other side of the Gate. She turned back and sweeped her hand towards the other side of the portal, urging the others to join her with a smile. Hogarth next stepped up to the plate, feeling that this was his time to shine and show that the Gate would spit him out into the forest. It did, and he grinned wildly as he waved on to the rest like Winona.
  10. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Pang turned to the side, getting out of Galla's way and slowly starting to walk down the hallway, assuming she would follow. "From what was written on the leaflet, it is a lich, though this does not fall within the typical patterns of one such being. Why attack an Aquafolk village? Their bones are too weak for good skeletal servants, though their magic is proficient. I wonder if it is trying to feed on their lives and magic, but I don't know much about these things. Your expertise will do us a world of good with understanding this mission, I am certain." Pang thought back to an Aquafolk he knew once before, a sweet girl that was recruited into Haven for her expertise in her rare abilities of wind and water magic. Aquafolk were made up mostly of water with 85% of their body mass composed of it, but they glowed warmly with an innate kindness and a vitality few can match. Aprameia, that innonent recruit, was no different, though she was quick to perish due to the Twenty-One-Day rule. She refused to fight, bound by code of conduct and the weight of guilt upon her own heart, and when she overstepped her limitations as a Haven occupant she vanished without a trace. Pang had not even said goodbye, and that burdened him for almost as long as he had been here. "If we can save this village," he continued, not even realising that he had halted for a short time, "I'm sure much good will come out of it. Maybe . . . no, now is not a good time for maybes. Let's get this mission underway." Maybe then she can forgive me for not helping her as much as I am helping others now, he would have continued, but he only said it internally. He urged himself onward, towards the Gate. He did not want to have Galla disappear like Aprameia did. -- -- -- Winona glanced at Hektor and smiled at his curiosity, but before she could explain what she knew of the Gate Rhiannon stepped into the room. The new recruit, now experienced enough within the Haven to be considered beyond a novice, was one of the most prestigious individuals she had seen as of late, though she had no idea if the latest recruits were going to trump her in terms of quick understanding and wit. "Lucia, Rhiannon! How good to have you both here. Feel free to join the groups. What was said about the missions is correct, and your assistance will be more than welcome. I'll ping the automatic clerk about your additions." She accepted Lukkel's giving her back her purse with a grand smile and a nod of thanks. "You are very welcome, and feel free to ask around for assistance from me or others. While others may be slow to warm up to you, we don't abandon those in need of help. It's a bit of a policy of the Haven." "Please add Galla to the list as well," uttered Pang from one of the entrances to the room, following closely after Lukkel did with his new gear. His sharp ears picked up a few words from her prior discussion to the rest of the group. "Glad to hear she could make it," responded Winona, nodding towards Galla with a bit of cheer. "That should be everyone we need, in that case, so we can get this show on the road. "All those that are going out to save the village, gather to my right. All those going to collect materials for relief and medicine, gather to my left. As some of you are new, I will give a breakdown of Gateway travel. By being here in the Haven, you can all come back here anytime, along with anything you touch besides monolithic things such as the ground, trees, lampposts, or buildings. If the mission is completed, you will get your rewards. If you leave before the mission is completed, you will either get no reward or a partial reward for participation. "Travelling is simple, but scary for first timers. You will feel a tingling sensation in your extremities at first as you travel through it, then the rest of your body, then nothing at all once you materialise on the other side. This Gate is more science and biology than magic. It is actually made of a living thing that absorbs any kind of energy, then produces wormholes to other areas of the multiverse. Pretty neat stuff, but way above my head. I don't know much about the science of things, but never touch the Gate itself. Always use the walkway leading to its center. It will drain your energy if too close to its body, which had been known to kill. Now we have precautions, however. "You may travel in any order, so you don't need to wait for everyone of one group to finish using the Gate before the next group. We once used this on nine different groups at once and it worked out fine. All we need to do now is turn it on." With the flip of a switch near Winona, the machinery behind the Gate began to thrum, spin, and whirl as energy of various kinds -- potential, electric, magnetic, kinetic, and magical, to name a few -- was quickly absorbed through the wires of the biodomes and into the Gate itself, the bioluminescence of the lifeforms within dimming but easily showing that the creatures were still alive and well. The giant structure glowed like an irradiated rock for a second before moistening with water pulled from the air and staying that way. From within the Gate, one can see a swirl of blues, whites, and reds, a collage of hues that changed endlessly. "This is it. Anyone have any questions before going in?" Pang called out, wondering if there would be anybody with a last-minute query. ((All right, it is finally time to start this adventure, folks. If there are questions, we will be here for one more of my posts before I continue with creating a setting for both missions. This may take a few days if so. If there are no questions, I will post that setting tomorrow as quickly as I am able. I look forward to seeing you all in action, all!))
  11. Vaude

    Overworld RP

    - Nergodin, one versus many in Isopolis - Nergodin's eyes shot wide as he glanced down at the energy's formation of crackling power within its hand, the being that was once Arthur hanging onto memories and seemingly fueled by them. He had no choice, he had to let go, though he did come out of the exchange marginally for the better, even if one of Alicia's icy projectiles slammed into his shoulder. The energy would be drained of its power by a fair amount, and Nergodin would gain such power, gaining a surge of regeneration and heat that shoved out the steaming ice from his shoulder. He was pleased to know that he had made the right choice even through the pain, slipping backwards and out of the way of the newly manifested lightning sword, though he realised too late that Helios was behind him. "Search Magic," he muttered under his breath, eyes glittering with new light that, like it did with Raiden, showed much around him that would otherwise have been missed. He could view the actions of several people at once, all around him, and with Helios so close he did what he could to escape the worst thing that could happen to him: being bitten in a dangerous area such as his neck. Kicking off of the ground with a masterful spin, he avoided getting bitten by the hastened (by Elia), shapeshifted Helios, but several gashes were made into Nergal's skin on his arm and back by Helios' mighty claws. Biting back pain, he landed appropriately and clacked his weapons together two times, generating two lightning-element waves of energy fueled by the Source and his own power, and aimed toward Helios, Arthur, Henry, and everyone gathered around Henry. The closer to Nergodin, the worse off people would be if struck successfully with this ability, so Helios had to think fast to avoid it in part or in full. Everybody else, excepting maybe Arthur, would feel the sensation of 500 watts of power coursing across their skin, paralysing them temporarily. The comet barrage of Yevgeni's was certainly challenging, the tiny ice meteors smashing full force onto the ground around him, sometimes on him. Had Nergodin not cast a heavy coating of Lightning Armour on himself, he might have had a difficult time with the barrage, but it also bought him time before Alderon charged in, aiming to take off his head with his massive claymore with newfound dexterity. How did the human king gain such a feat after the loss of his eyesight? He wondered over this as he dodged the swing of his massive blade and countered with his own. Lysander arced out and became ethereal, and to those who paid close attention they could find that his arm swinging the weapon became ethereal too for a moment. The sword was indefensible. It would take a dodge to prevent being cut by its spirit-rending edge, and if struck Alderon would feel a sense of confusion of why he was fighting Nergodin. His thoughts would be addled, but only additional cuts would bring out Lysander's truest working on the man: the forming of a stout ally even under the greatest of crises. Mariel would come next, the angel surprisingly still coming after him with a deathly serious gaze stuck within those red eyes of her. Nergodin only smiled at the angel. No, it was more of a grimace as he dodged as many blasts of Light as she tossed. Nergodin's search magic was still active, and dodging magic missiles was going to be much simpler than before when Alicia fired off that duo of icy shards. Worse yet, he handled Lysander in front of him and flew forward in a very swift motion, aiming his sword, once again ethereal and spirit-rending, at Mariel's stomach as he slipped passed her. Dodging would be difficult, but necessary, to avoid getting slashed, and much like Alderon, instead of feeling a cut, she would feel confusion about why she was fighting him, an inclination that doing so just did not feel right. Still flying through the air, he surveyed the situation down below, espying the vast number of spears decorated around that retainer of Shiva, that measly halfblood who dared to inspire his enemies with a flowery petulance of a tirade. Such an ability coming from her . . . it was astounding, even if earned through borrowed power, and can quickly kill. He had to stop the ritual before it was too late. While righting himself, he gathered up the remaining power he gained from Arthur and fired it off as three projectiles, lightning bolts at the centre of railgun-speed gusts of air, a combination of Raiden's and the Infiltrator's abilities. One was aimed at each of the surrounding individuals: one at Eclaire, one at Xion, and one at Rhea. If struck head-on, the damage would be severe and they would risk falling over the edge of the platform paralysed. If struck only by the wind, they would be hard-pressed to gather their breath after being slammed by a high-powered gust. ((No dialogue in this, but I hope I responded to everyone appropriately. Scrap, your moment to absorb is here! Those I had Nergodin attempt to cut spiritually, these will leave no wounds but would inspire doubt in their actions. Elrandir, I'll aim for completing my plan with you sometime later when there is a more appropriate moment for Nergodin to target one of your characters.))
  12. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Pang shuffled uncomfortably at the door under Galla's and her skull's gaze, feeling quite guilty about waking the lady necromancer up, but he summoned up his courage to speak up again. "Yeah, sorry," he answered apologetically, scratching his cheek as he looked elsewhere. "Had I known you were sleeping, I would not have bothered, but everyone is gathered at the Gate and hoped for your assistance saving an Aquafolk town from undead. You and your skills came to mind, so I hoped to invite you to join us. However, if you would rather rest, that is fine. I know sleep doesn't come readily for me either." -- -- -- Winona accepted the young man's question with all haste, trying her best to ensure that everybody was at their very best before heading out. She had no idea that he was without any gear, though thankfully there were precautions for this sort of situation. "You can purchase new gear, from armour to weapons, in the room with the job board. The shopkeeps there have a lot of unique finds as well as run-of-the-mill weapons, but you can always borrow from the armoury. It is right next door, so take your pick until you find a weapon you really like, be it bought or borrowed. If not"--she tossed a hefty satchel of gold coins toward Lukkel with a wide grin--"here's my wallet for you to buy something suitable for you. Just be quick about it. I don't want to slow everybody down too much." Options: standard small weapon: 500 gold -- standard medium or large weapon: 1000 gold -- enchanted weapon with one enchantment: 2500 gold. Purse amount: 3800 gold.
  13. @Mystics Apprentice, Rhiannon is accepted, and lights are green for her roleplay involvement whenever you are ready! I can imagine this character as being dangerous against those unwary to her interestingly well-implemented dragoon-esque Jump abilities. I also like the fact that magic is not highly used by your character. Most have an elemental theme to them, but the physical is just as decent as pure magic or a blend of both, so good on you there! After giving it some thought, the higher-ups will typically look like elongated humans in their physiology, somewhat like High Elves from The Elder Scrolls franchise. Rhiannon can follow this principle and be taller and skinnier than normal (I was thinking along the lines of Freya Crescent a little from Final Fantasy IX), though that is up to you. Also, @Scrapmaster, Time Lord's Curse is accepted, and I apologise for not taking a gander at it as soon as I had previously hoped. This would be a menacing debuff, especially when paired up with a hasted Hektor. I look forward to seeing everyone's characters in action as time goes on and the roleplay progresses further! This is quite the well-rounded cast.
  14. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    Pang smiled at Ceres' concern for Galla and was about to answer before Kolm jumped in with his opinion. Perhaps the young man did not know that the arena rejuvenated people to their original condition before entering the match, but he seemed more than happy to leave her behind. Maybe Galla thought the same thing, which is why she thrust him onto Pang. They were like oil and water, it seemed, even if they shared a few likenesses in their personalities. "It is true that we have a number of vets on our hands," he admitted with pause, mulling over things seemingly carefully, "and yet she might be very useful if this is a bigger situation than what is listed. Sometimes the ratings for the tasks are poor, to the say the least, though that's a hundred-to-one ratio deal. I like to err on the side of caution, but if she needs her rest she needs her rest. I'll pose the question to her. "Like Winona said," he continued, "I don't want to have anybody die because of this adventure, though if you all are stalwart in your decisions I will place my full trust in your unique skillsets. You were chosen for a reason, after all." With a look of satisfaction, he scanned over the group, then over to the newcomers, Lucia being a grizzled vet like himself, Reksis a newcomer he already met, and Hektor a new face entirely. He tilted his head in surprise for but a moment before he bowed in like to the dapper gentleman, but with both hands brought together in the Oriental style. "A pleasure to make yours as well, good sir," he brought to voice, eyeing the man's cane as he lifted his head. "You will be a welcome addition to Reksis, I am assured, and I will try to provide as much information as I can to aid you in your quest. Medicine will help the recuperation efforts once we all save this village, so I thank you both there." "No need, Pang. I will assist them throughout the process," wheezed a masculine voice outside of the crowd belonging to Hogarth, the man magnificently oozing his way through the crowd. His three mechanical eyes blinked systematically with perfect timing as he licked his lips and spoke up again. "I'm laying claim to the medicine one as well, if you'll have me, and the bug collection one too. Both are in the Elysian Forest, and nature essences are in the forest too, which I need to gather for my experiments. You both can have my helpings of the medicine job's rewards." Pang looked surprised at the bushy-haired man, but Winona beat him to the punch with her query. "Not that I doubt you, Hogie, but that's very ambitious of you. Are you sure you want to take two jobs at once?" she asked. "My ability can make both gathering missions a cinch, though my personal mission would be a little more difficult for me. I'm neither druid nor conjurer, so nature elements and elementals are hard for me to see. Well, excepting those four over there. Pleasure meeting you, Gnome," he spoke up, making a light bow in her direction. "Well, all right," sighed Winona as she watched the automaton work its magic upon both job entries with its purple stamp. "I guess that means we can take off, then. Pang?" "Yes?" responded Pang, confused. "Go and ask Galla if she will join. I'll show everyone the Gate in the meantime and wait for you and her if she is willing." "Understood," he responded with a smile, padding his way through the crowd, stooping to miss the door's threshold, and spilling into the hallway. Winona cracked a grin at seeing his big tiger self do all of this before turning her attention back to those around her and waving for them to follow. "Come with me, everyone. I'll take you to the Gate, which is in the room next door for future convenience. It sends people through it and into other worlds, its waypoints changing every so often to prevent those the Haven considers enemies from getting the jump on us. If anyone needs to return for any reason, the Gate can answer your beck and call and teleport you back to Haven. It is getting back that is the hard part, so make sure you are well-stocked on food, water, and potions if you need them before you go." As she finished, a monolithic ring yawned in front of the crowd, immobile, yet looking like it once was made of something organic, but now was stone. This colossal structure, standing fifty feet tall and dwarfing everything around it, was the Gate. Electronics hummed and glittered on the wall next to it, and beside them were small bio-domes popping with sparks as small creatures within swam in the provided water and powered the devices. -- -- -- Pang trotted down the hallway at first and slowed to a crawl as he wondered how exactly he was going to ask Galla if she could join them or not on the mission. Camaraderie? Friendship? She was not the most people-friendly individual and did not care much for interaction, so how was he going to generate incentive for her? Frowning and swallowing his doubts, he rapped a few knocks on the door and fished for possibilities. "Galla, it's Pang. Might I have a word with you? It concerns a mission," he spoke outside her door. Then, he waited, hoping for an answer.
  15. Vaude

    The Haven (RP)

    The white tiger and Winona both looked at the job with casual interest, Pang nodding with a smile and Winona solemnly chewing on her lip, revealing her worry. This was a challenge for newcomers, but a breeze for the seasoned veterans. She only hoped that there would be no casualties. Pang perked up and waved at Ceres as she approached, bringing to voice, "Perfect timing, Ceres, and we would be happy to take you along. It seems we are reaching a consensus on saving Fawksreach, this Aquafolk village. I've been there before. They are a well-fortified town, but their small militia is mostly made up of wind mages and not sturdy warriors. We can definitely take down this threat, especially with a paladin to protect us and"--he looked around before concluding she was away--"we have Galla to bolster our numbers with the enemies' own. I will have to ask her to come before we leave. She would be very useful on this job." Winona nodded in agreement near the desk and pointed out the slip of paper to the service drone behind the desk. "We are heading out for that one, then," she uttered, forcing the worry off of her face and a smile onto her lips. The service drone blinked and rotated its optical sensors before taking out a purple stamp from within its compartmentalised arm. One mark of the seal later, and their job was identified for their company and their company only. Most jobs were like this to prevent stealing of compensation from other people within Haven, though there were some choice exceptions. "Any takers on the other jobs?" Winona piped, gazing over the crowd. "If you are unused to combat, I would recommend collecting bugs or herbs still. They can be just as useful and lifesaving to the right medical people, and there's less danger involved. If not, let's all go on this job. It would be a great start for combat, fighting weak undead, and you can put down on your resume that you saved a town." She cracked a grin. "Not many can say that."