HeartOfFerria

The skeleton seemed ravenous but slowly held back, as if reading the air around itself. Galla groaned on the ground reassuring that she was ok. The serpent moved to keep the other protected. Both summons untrustworthy of the enemies around them. Ceres looked to Winona. “I think I personally am fine in terms of inventory... so consider me your body guard until we return to haven. I go where you go” she smiled her sword arm still seemed broken. Her magic wasn’t pouring into the would too fast as it could cause a defect in the body.such as the bone reforming incorrectly.

Ceres nodded “Ill keep that in mind” she shifted awkwardly, the paladin wasn’t used to people reading her emotions. As if she forgot she had them for a moment. She “we don’t have to return to Haven. Give me just a moment more and i can patch you up. It would be strange for us to return so soon” ——————— With Galla unconscious the King continued to be relentless towards its now ironclad target. Raging when it did seemingly no damage. As a response it move to lift the Rakshasa and simply throw him as far and as hard as it could. the skeletal serpent moved to ensnare the weakened giant. Its body of flame magically damaging the foe. Along with the sheer shape of its body

Ceres looked down at the now very much defeated man. Her mind lingered upon his words. “mistake....” much to her own chagrin this had set a seed of doubt in her mind. Something that would most likely tear her apart in the future. “Uh...yeah. Lets go...” she holds onto her arm. Slowly pushing healing magic into it as they walked. Galla watched as one of her bone serpents was destroyed and their defenses were toppling. “We can protect ourselves all we want... we need a way to strike back... Kolm Im sorry about this ahead of time.” She exclaimed as she grabbed his arm. “Rise! Burn! Maim! And Crush the Enemies before me O’ King of Skeletons! Ravage the world before me with your might!” Kolm would feel a small bit of energy leave his body as Galla herself would collapse on to the floor, magic rushing out of her body. Around the barrier a familiar and giant ribcage formed, adding another layer of defense to the entire party. Its arms were wide spread and its eyes engulfed in flame. The king of skeletons was summoned. It let out a hollow roar before reaching out with its elongated arms to grab the Rakshasa Caster it was slow but could probably crush the Rakshasa if it could just grab him. Unlike the bone serpent that slithered around it, the king was not enveloped in flame, meaning its bones were not brittle from the magic.

Ceres was struck and fell off the mage. Having a broken arm and being exaughsted didn’t make getting up any easier but she did just that, slowly getting on her knees. Luckily Winona was on the ball and already had the man under her blade. “Yeah.... i think breaking those arms wouldn’t be a bad idea....” she formed a barrier beneath the man cutting him off from the earth he craved to touch so much. “He dared question my goddesses decision in making me a conduit afterall... divine judgement seem only fitting” she slowly caught her breath. Holding focus on the barrier. —————— Galla swiftly moved to the middle of the group upon seeing the ambush. “Well isn’t this great! We look for information on a dragon and instead I get new corpses to help us fight the beast instead.” She tapped the ground and two giant skeletal serpents rose from it. She then snapped her fingers as she got to her feet and they ingnited with flame. “Giants make for excellent protectors so try to keep their bones intact. It takes more mana to Keep the skeletons from falling apart if they are already broken.” The flaming skull flew upwards turning towards the Rhakshasa with a staff and loosed a large fireball towards it.

Seeing the pillar come flying at her, Ceres gripped the man tightly by the collar pulling him with her as she was thrown back. She was pretty sure she just got one of her arms broken. It hurt. But she knew it wouldn’t hurt as much as this man getting away The barrier broke as she lost focus, something else on her mind. After regaining her bearings she reeled back her arm, her fist clenched tightly in her gauntlet. Her eyes sharp and enraged. “For the Haven and those you have wronged” the gauntlet glowed and she swung at his face with an empowered smite. —————— Galla stepped back so she was behind Kolm and the others realizing this was a bad spot for her to be, so close to the giant that could crush her.

Ceres, having no shield or sword, still dashed towards the enemy, side stepping the spear and grabbing hold of its shaft as she ran towards the Thin Man moving to tackle him to the ground. “If magic wont solve this, then maybe strength will!” She began to force the barrier to close in on the two of them. Galla moved forwards “we are with the Haven.... just looking for some information.” She crosses her arms as she watches the giant

Gun should need to require maintenance. At least thats how i like to view guns in RPGs, lets not forget misfire chances from D&D. Plus misfire situations can create tension. But backfire situations can create an intense atmosphere. Cause then you cant use your gun and must rely on your others skills.

Ill keep her range on the metal short. Id prefer to have the wind remain as is due to her prime concept revolving around that ability and only being augmented by the iron. Also the concept of iron control is touched upon in JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure. The arc was very interesting.

This character wasn’t built to get close enough to take. Only to use whats around her to loose focused barrages of metal. I can specify a range if that helps. How does 3 meters sound? I believe that would be somewhere around 16 feet. I suppose i should further specify metals cause if somebody was within three meters and i chose iron, i could just turn the iron in your bloodstream into something more dangerous... metal manipulation may be too broad of a subject now that i think about it.

I view it as pulling a specific kind of metal out of a short radius around you and forming a new shape. It’ll primarily be used to make projectiles. However i hadn’t thought of the implications it’ll have on the world.

I suppose if i wanted yo i should add stuff about their equipment as well... i shall further edit Luka’s character sheet.

@Mystics Apprentice a magic that softens the composition of earth and stone into a fine grain. It can then be warped into sand traps or rushes of sand that will trap, slow, and knock over enemies. If the sand is moving fast enough it can start cutting skin.

Name: Luka RabbiAge: 22Gender: FemaleCourt affiliation (if any): SomnumWeapons: JavalinMagic: Lightining, Water, and Sand magicPersonality: Lazy, Happy, but determined when she wants to be. She moves at her own paceBackground: Luka is a bit of a wild card in courts. She is either highly dedicated to her craft or overwhelmingly lazy. She doesn’t tend towards a happy medium. She is a experimenter, working in her magic craft to mix and toy with different kinds of magics to see and document how they interact with each other and the body and the world. She has had a few interesting breakthroughs with her magic. Mostly in using magic to covert the body into certain components. Equipment Notes • The cape she wears is dusted with pure quartz (a Natural insulator) • Her bag is usually holding pouches of minerals including Lodestones and conductive minerals. As well as iron and copper powder. •Her weapon is unusually long for its kind.

Ceres’ slowly adjusted to the gravity shift, standing up...or down.... she seemed a bit dizzied by the gravitational shift. She looked around “how am i... oh... thank you Winona” she looked...down.. at her comrad. She then looks towards the assumed geomancer. “Give up!” She growls.

We could all try to wrap up soon. If we work together we could easily finish our interactions. I for one enjoy cutting things short, cause then after or during missions those unanswered questions could be asked.

“You said earlier... that our magic stemmed from the same root. I also felt it on the battlefield. Its not so tainted as you think, but it is close.” She looked at him. Her dark expression lightening around one who shared similar abilities as her. This then turned into a laugh at his question. “Honestly.... i wouldn’t have much of a choice. It was this or death by disease. Luckily my master chose me to pass on his powers and knowledge. If I could choose.... id chose temporal magic or transmutation magic.” She smiled at the question, finding it mildly silly.

I thought it was his dad

Ceres’ eyes widened as she lost her footing feeling the shift in the earth. The second knocked her off her feet. The paladin slowly tried to get back up only to find the third wall start crashing down upon her. A faint light covered her body as the earth fell upon her burying her form. ————— Galla sighs. “At the time... yes....” she looked at him. She chose to change the subject of their conversation. Trying to pull away from her own memories. They were starting to bring back thoughts she didn’t want. “Why didn’t you use the blood magic during our fight? Its the only reason i chose not to follow through... what held you back?”

Ceres kept her stance seemingly ignoring the spectacled man’ threat. The light of her magic flared into her barriers. “The haven can change the way people view things. Its a mix of wonderful people, all of whom I cherish.” She slowly begins to approach. Her shield held infront of her. The sword kept low more focused on her shield then her blade. Her eyes watched him close, there was a faint disturbance in her eyes at the statement but she forced herself through it.. “Just answer my questions and you can go free” ————————— Galla looked over at Kolm. “They took me from my endless rest.” She sighs breaking eye contact and looking out at the arena, watching the new combatants enter. “A terror that i once desired, i was intentionally torn away from.... my true brush with death. It is that which made me stronger as a necromancer. Will that suffice as an answer?”

I worry

Ceres scowled as her shield lowered, then her grip tightened on the light, blocking its illumination from view. "you are the thin man in only but appearance, however i do not know your life or you." she opened her hand and the light formed into a pyramid shape. she then tossed it upward leaving a trail of light behind the shape arcing into the air catching the light. the light beams shot down creating a large pyramid shaped cage of light and barrier magic locking herself and the Thin man within. she then drew her sword. "Come quietly and be questioned. If all goes well you may return to your....charity. If you fail to comply then I will strike you down for Lady Aphremia and my friend Pang, as well as all those you have wronged from the Haven." A glass like armor surrounded her current armor. Improving her defenses. her blade and shield were then also covered in the armor.

Ahh

What?

“Wisdom... Im not sure about that....” her Body closed in on itself as she folded her arms. Galla shifted back and forth on her feet for a moment, her mind in thought. She then quietly sat down. On the bench. Her posture still rather closed off. “I suppose that would be fine.” Ceres slowly began to follow the thin man. A small light forming in her hand. She looked to Winona for a signal of sort. A sign of what she wanted to do. The light shifted as if lacking the confidence in its own creation .

Ceres slowly approached. “If its telepathy that could be a worrisome sign of his other powers... if he talks to himself... im unsure.. maybe crazed... it could be an incantation like Galla’s Necromancy. Ive know some spells need to be preformed daily to make permanence.” She says before quieting down as she got closer. The lightened weight of the armor was quite enjoyable. Her eyes scanned about for the thin man. Her desire to help her friend achieve a certain peace carefully rising, as was her heart rate And her emotions. She focused on a way to strengthen her barrier. Thinking of changing its shape and elemental structure. She had anew gift. Maybe she should use it. Maybe not. It was an unpracticed ability. She didnt know how to properly use it. ———————— Galla began to enjoy the feeling of revitalization that she received from the arena. It was like new life came into her body. True opposition. Something gentle. Then it left and she stood up and exited the arena, returning to the stands where Kolm was. “Im quite fine...” she says. Her distance, respectable as usual. “The arena... is necessary, how else could we improve ourselves without the combat practice. We couldn’t ... and we would all die...” she folds her arms. “A better self through trial and tribulation. The ranking board stands to encourage such battle. To encourage strength.”