• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
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While dodging a simple bolt would usually be a trivial concept for the pagan, his movement was impaired by lightning arching its way through his nervous system, slowing his movement though it would not completely stop him. As he stood he would be struck by two more bolts of lightning simaltaneously. His spine arched as the god was hit, though he would not allow himself to drop to his knees again. Golden spears slammed into the remains of the skeletons again and again long after they were dead. Shattering skulls, torsos, femurs... bone fragments and dust filtered through the air and the god forced out a pent up breath, forcing himself to exhale and calm down. His tribal tattoos glowed, the bright red energy glaring dangerously even under all of his dragon bone armor. Eventually the red would recede, and the pagan turned to her. "I am fine. I didn't anticipate how fantastically painful lightning can be, that's all." He said idly as the last of the electricity exited his body.The effects left his large and masculine body much sooner than they left Gabby's, an advantage of being so god damn big. "Are you ready to move on?" He asked idly after most of her involuntary jolts had stopped.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 11:15 pm
Quipped in her right hand was her trusty axe, its glow ever present. She would nod, teeth still rattling from the literal shock of the skeletons. Gabby would continue onward, a few bolts of electricity would not stop her! "I-I am. Let's go down the-the hallway-ay more?" Which he seemed inclined to do anyway, since nothing else appeared to be in the room besides the ashes of the undead.
Walking down the corrider, it was quiet, only a slight breeze pushing them back.
"Soooo...where are you from, Ty? I'm from Kusana, the forest nation. It really is quite...nice. Plenty of uncharted territory for you to explore and lay claim to. Maybe you could come visit? I mean, well, I wouldn't mind if you visited, you seem like a cool semi-god," Saying that felt strange, but it was from the heart and that was what mattered. "It doesn't seem like this nation has any hope for it, the disease is rampant, and the citizens are scared shitless, pardon my vocabulary. I just don't understand how someone could let their nation stoop this low. Is there no queen or king here? Are they ill? I would hope so if it has come to this...this...putrid...Sol, give me strength. The ruler should be ashamed." They edged closer to another door, though this time Gabby didn't dare touch it. Instead the dawn elf furrowed her brow and gripped the shaft of her axe. She was going to chop the forsaken thing down, no more surprises.
Gabby: 7/8 l 825/900
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簡Tiranus 簡
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• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
Deadly Worshipped Merciless?
Tiranus nodded wordlessly spears taking their position at their usual protective spots right behind and above Tiranus, flowting like non sentient guardians ready to strike at any adversary that came their way. The Pagan listened to his companion idly, words of reminiscence flowting into his mind as she talked of forests and her home nation. A glint of light shone in the war god's eye, the idea only there for a moment before it vanished. "I... do not know where i'm from, but Pronta stands as my current home. A shitty home, forcertain. But a home nonetheless. I think I shall come visit your forests though soon, surely there must be some great adventure there for me and Vex." She then began to speak of the disease and war combined in the kingdom, and the god nodded solemnly. He was trying his best to help the people, but it was hard to do that when he had a king that only lays around and dry humps his captain all day. There was a glint of annoyance in Tiranus's hazelnut irises as he spoke. "We have a king, though I wish we didn't. At first, I helped him because I thought he wanted what I want; which was to help improve, and rebuild. But then I realized that apparently since i'm a god, it means I get to do all the work. And then that ******** figurehead gets every ounce of credit. I could make a better king even, but I don't think I want it anymore. Why the hell should I clean up Devrin's mess? The calamities that he allows to build, and pretends to care about? War, plague, the overpopulation of orcs. You know what the shitty part is? Every time I offer to take care of the problems, you want to know what they say? They tell me to 'wait.' 'Wait' for what? 'Wait' for the problem to get worse? 'Wait' for all of the people to be killed by orcs and disease before we intervene? What that draconic oaf fails to realize is that while he sits there getting fat in his castle and 'waiting', his nation is deteriorating much faster than he thinks." He quipped angrily. Though the statement had started in a tone of indifference, his voice steadily rose until he was almost shouting. Apparently, Gabby had touched on a sensitive subject. His right hand was practically white knuckled in a fist under his dragon bone gauntlet, the opposite hand clenching the spear tightly. Eventually both grips relaxed and he sighed. "Sorry, I did not realize how angry I was at that fool until you got me talking about him." A light chuckle escaped his mouth. They reached the door and Tiranus would chuckle, holding a hand in front of Gabby to stop her. "If that door is electrified and your axe doesn't go all the way through and gets stuck, we will have a repeat of what just happened. While I have no doubt in your door slaying capabilities, please. Allow me." He said before all three of his spears were joined at the tips. They then began spinning wildly in a drill like fashion, before rocketing towards the door, splintering and smashing against the thick oaken boards that were the door. ((Used: Death drill))
Death Drill Rank: B Requirements: energy description: making all of his spears meet at the tips, they will then begin to spin in an extremely fast motion. They then fly towards the opponent in a drilling fashion, ready to drill through opponents. it can even pierce straight through defenses of it's rank and keep going.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:07 pm
She was kinda taken back by the intense passion of his speech, he was prideful but his leader sounded horrible. A mockery, then again, she thought of her own queen, and she wasn't the spitting image of perfect. As as she knew, she was held up in her palace or mourning the dead in the cemetery...neither of which did anything for the nation. "You should come, I would love it if you did. I'm sure your King wouldn't mind anyway...since he doesn't do much! Ha! Lazy pricks, I tell ya." Gabby grinned, axe at the ready before he interrupted. "Hrmm...good point! That sucked..."
Stepping back, she was sprayed with a shower of wood shrapnel, tiny splinters jutting in her pigtails.
Once the door was smashed to bits....the room was once again dark, just like the rest...this one though, had a pull to it. The air flowing in, almost sucking the breath from them and it was bitter cold. It didn't feel right to her, she knew this was it. "This one. This is it, Ty." She whispered, looking up to him with worry written all over a pretty face.
Gabby: 7/8 l 825/900
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簡Tiranus 簡
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• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
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Tiranus nodded, a faint smile coming to his face. "Alright. After we slay this 'Boogieman' as you call him, I think Vexion and I shall accompany you back to the forests of Kranila. I don't think Devrin will mind... not that he could stop me if he did." The god said in an idle tone before the remains of the door were shattered loose from their frame. The enormous wind was enough to make the Pagan's dreadlocks sway slightly in the breeze, and a determined, excited look spread across the man's face. He loved the feeling before combat; the rush of adrenaline, the empty, fluttering feeling in his stomach that was enough to make him almost shiver in anticipation... though he contained himself for now. He looked down at Gabby, and caramel brown eyes would provide reassurance for the little elf. "You should not worry, you have me on your team after all. You know what that means right? It means nobody can beat you. Not even if another demi god awaits." The deep accented voice cascaded over her, the god's face decorated with a smug and self confident grin. "Well, i'd say ladies first again but... I think I'll introduce myself to him first." Twirling a spear idly in his hand, he would reposition his floating pole arms in a defensive formation around his body, one that allowed him to attack and fend off attacks from many angles. He began to walk through the door, a bit cautiously at first as he struggled to make out any sort of forms in the looming darkness.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2014 10:20 am
The redheaded elf followed behind, her breath at his back as she tried to peer around him. It didn't matter, there was nothing..just this overwhelming chill in the air. The moment before snow would lay claim to the grass, it made her shiver, goosebumps prickling the expanse of alabaster pallor. Gabby moved her axe about, trying to get a good spot to see something, yet, it led to nothing. Just more darkness.
"Do you see anything?"
She tired to muse, hopefully sounding more confident than she felt.
"I don't see jack."
Her brows furrowed, lips pressing like a ducks bill for a moment. Until she made some farting sounds.
"Ew, Ty...that is gross..." she chirped, stifling a giggle. "Go to the bathroom next time. Jeesh!"
Even in the face of death, she still had her wit and a good sense of humor. "Come out, come out! Wherever you arrrreeeeee Mister Boogieman...I know you are in here. Are you being a scared little girl? I think so, and this is coming from a little girl. Now get out here you chickenshit!"
There was nothing, just the slight reverberation of her voice bouncing off the masonry.
"Hrrrmm...I know something is in here Ty...I can...I can feel it." She whispered, reaching out to touch his armor without him noticing.
Gabby: 7/8 l 825/900
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• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
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Tiranus was puzzled as he crossed the threshold. He had expected to be met with resistance the moment the companions had stepped foot into the room. Instead he was met with silence. The pagan felt the elven girl pressing against his broad shoulders, and so he stepped forward to allow her further entry into the room. Caramel brown hues surveyed the room as best they could in the areas Gabby's light revealed and found... absolutely nothing. He strained to hear signs of oncoming enemies, but the only sound that reached expectant eardrums was the sound of his own breathing, and the heavy breathing coming from a creature still unknown to the god. "No... I do not. But maybe if the boogieman was not such a cowardly b*****d, he would come out and fight us." Deep and accented voice rose towards the end of his sentence, hoping it would provoke whatever creature that lie dormant in the area. Gabby's next words caused her burly companion to look at her curiously. "Gabby if you need to use a bathroom, I recommend one of these four corners. Just pop a squat and do your business. I will not look, promise." The god's tone was sincere, but the wide and jesting grin spreading across his face spoke otherwise. Light brown spheres watched with interest as the fiery little maiden attempted to provoke whatever they were hunting, though he figured her attempt at taunting would probably be just as innefective as his was. He felt the contact, ivory tendrils spreading out across his golden dragonbone armor. Onyx black eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at the little woman. He would say nothing though, as his mind was too preoccupied. Who would've thought the hardest part about killing the boss is FINDING it. the war god thought with an inwards chuckle.
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 4:49 am
Gabby believes death to be the defining moment of a mortal's life. How an individual meets her end and why weight heavily on the spirit in the afterlife. She understands that evil must sometimes be slain, but never lightly, never easily. Her duty is a sober and joy-free one, it is necessary to ensure peace and goodness...so if this is the end for her. She'd do it with dignity and honor, the small elf moving from behind the pagan. Bracing herself with a deep inhale, her weary eyes clearly visible and staring into the arctic abyss that surrounds them.
Her ovals widened, taking on a golden glow as each second passed on to the next. there was a distinct smell of burning flesh that fumed along the air, riddling it with knowledge that there was in fact someone unholy in this very chamber. the floor around them turned to ice, the walls creeping with permafrost. Still there was one spot that every so often, tiny sparks peaked interest. Mind you, it was a rather large black spot, and in the darkness, even more looming. They both could hear the sound of hissing, whether it was the burning of flesh or actual breath...she couldn't tell.
Then it shifted, moving up across the ceiling and then to another corner. The whole way her eyes never leaving the mass. "Aim there!"
Gabby whispered, nodding in that direction.
"We have him, Ty."
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Revealed A The Dawn Elves have special augments in their eyes, gifted to them by Solonor. This ability allows them to utilize these augments, giving them some very potent abilities. Their eyes will begin to blow a golden color, like the sun, although it will slowly turn into a cold blue as this ability goes on. This power makes them hyper-perceptive of their surroundings, and it doesn't just effect their sight, but also their other senses. Hearing, smelling, feeling, touching. Like vampires and werewolves, they become sensitive to all of their surroundings, and react much more quickly than others. The largest and most powerful portion of this ability is what it does to the enemy. Inspired by the debilitation magic of the Dark Elves, "Revealed" will begin to somewhat sear the enemy. Even without looking at them, just by focusing on them, they will literally begin to be covered with ash, slowly face burn marks, and many other hindrances such as slight dizziness, nausea, and most likely vomiting. Essentially, you can make any race endure the weakness of vampires, even if there is no sun around. This ability, when used on vampires, will be extremely painful and cause much worse nausea, and even migraines. It lasts for five posts.
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• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
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Tiranus was uncertain what the young elf was doing, but he would allow her to take the lead all the same. magnificent golden spears remained bristling and alert, almost as if they had a mind of their own. ever protective of their godly master. His nose curled slightly as his nose picked up a familiar scent... charred flesh. It was a common scent on the battlefield, one that the pagan had grown used to putting up with. Dragonbone boots shifted against the floor restlessly as ominous permafrost creeped towards the war god and his comrade, Caramel brown hues searching through the darkness, but to no avail still. If Vexion were here, he would have already found what lurked in the darkness... and probably have killed it, too. Then he saw it... it was void moving on void, blackness shifting across even more blackness. But it was still movement. Gabby nodded and confirmed Tiranus's suspicions, and that was all he needed to spur into action. A single dragonbone gauntlet quickly raised before he pointed at the shadow among the shadows and a beam of divine energy erupted from the armored fingertip. It zipped through the air at incridible speeds, and attempted to pierce whatever lurked in the inky darkness. But he didn't stop there. A single spear rocketed forward immediately as well, the projectile threatening to impale his target along with the deadly beam of energy. Hopefully Gabby's debuff would keep it distracted enough for Ty to land a direct hit. ((active: God of War Pantheon)) ((used: God Beam(B rank version: boosted to A rank power) ))
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 4:27 am
The vampire roared, a high pitched scream that resulted in its immediate death. Still, the ground itself was a sheet of ice by the time it died. Perhaps this building was just haunted and the nation cursed to ruin, it surely seemed as such.
"Well good riddance! Good job, Buddy. We killed that sucker!"
With a firm hand on her hip, and a shifting weight to c**k it, she grinned sheepishly at their triumphant winning. "Lets get out of here though. It gives me the heebie-geebies just standing in this room. Plus, I miss the sun. This nation sucks, and not in the good way."
The young Dawn Elf turned, the metal end of her axe clanking against the ground to keep herself from slipping any further on the ice. Her skin was still riddled with goosebumps at the drop of temperature. It was then that her form coated every curve with flames, usually this was a shield but it would also serve to warm her and to light the way back out.
Completed B rank mission.
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• Rank:Adept • bloodline:Pagan • Class:Dragoon • currently equipped:full suit of armor excluding helmet (Bottom right picture) • feeling:calm • Condition: normal • Weapons:Spear, Greatsword (Same greatsword in picture) • Tattoos:Back, Torso
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Ty watched the beam shear through the vampire with no resistance whatsoever. Onyx eyebrows raised in surprise as he scratched his dreadlocked head. "Well that was... rather anticlimatic don't you think? Ah well, can't expect vampires to be much of a challenge anyways. they tend to move in strafing patterns. I concede though... this place smells worse than Vexion's s**t. And trust me, that smell is probably lethal if you are subjected to it for long enough." He claimed, as they made their way out of the bar. He took one last glance at all the people around, and the black sludge that still continuously flowed from their mouths. Do you think we have done a great thing here, Vex? Tiranus communicated to his partner, who let out a heaving inward sigh before replying. A great thing... yes. Great enough to make a big difference in this nation? I think not. This land will take a lot more than just a little slaying to become revived, Tiranus. The dragon replied in a mental rumbling voice, ever so wise and bluntly honest with his words.As he walked outside and gazed at the mass of maroon and quicksilver scales, the pagan could not help but let out a large grin. "Vex my friend, you must be smaller, much smaller. I do not think my short friend here has as high of a vertical leap as I." He said wit a chuckle at the S.W.A.T. truck sized dragon. The intelligent looking beast nodded, crouching low and lowering his neck as he began to rapidly decrease in size, until vexion was no larger than your average grizzly bear. While still rather large, Tiranus had no doubt the elf was nimble enough to climb onto the saddle Tiranus had positioned and strapped up in a natural rift between a couple of the dragon's back spikes. The war god himself could hold on to Vexion from whatever part of the dragon he pleased; be it his legs, his neck; even the dragons tail was a suitable and easy place for the pagan to sit. After Gabriella had climbed onto the saddle, Vexion would rapidly increase in size, until he was back to being the size of an extremely large vehicle. From a standing position, Tiranus would jump effortlessly into the air, flipping as the multiple polearms he carried dissapeared in individual flashes of divine light. He landed seated right behind the dragon's head on his neck. "Alright Gabby, you lead the way since I have literally not the slightest ue where we are currently headed." The demi god proclaimed bluntly. He knew the general direction of Kranila of course; but he had never really been there. ((Used: Aerial launch)) - exit
"Some see the blade as an extension of their body... My blade is an extension of my will. And my will is for you to die."
Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 10:10 am
They'd venture out just as they had come in, still minding the dumbfounded guests that seem plague with whatever parasite was eating away at the rot between their ears. It was something nasty, whatever it was.
"Well my friend, I think we did good! Apparently that vamptwatter wasn't the cause of this...this...I don't even know what it is. Plague? Sickness? Is it me or do they look the same?"
They in fact looked the same. "Eh, such a shame. I don't even think Kora could help them."
The redhead shook her head, hair swaying back and forth before she stopped to look at the dragon. It was...just as he said...A DRAGON! *O* OMGOSH! Gabby wondered right up to it, daring to touch it lightly, fingerpads pressing to the scaly neck before she turned around excitedly.
"WE ARE GOING FOR A RIDE RIGHT?! PLEASEEEEEEE TELL ME WE ARE?!"
Of course they were.
Oh she was nimble and quick, scurrying right up and held on to the strap with Ty behind her.
You Know What They Say About Guys With Big Ears...
"Michael..." Gabe mumbled as he took off his goggles to take a better look at the town of Vein. He was told of Goblin Soldiers hiding out in the area and by the look of it, hospitality wasn't being respected. The place was in complete shambles. "s**t!" He shouted before kicking a stone out of irritation. "Why the ******** hasn't this place been helped yet?" He asked half expecting an answer, but there would be none. Just the sound of tumbling wind. The Waktu started walking towards the inner village to further inspect things. Everything seemed abandoned as if a storm had hit. No, not a storm. A storm wouldn't have left every single thing intact. Almost as if they left in a hurry. His nose twitched. An unfamiliar smell was in the air. And there were also quiet muffled sounds. Like someones voice was being held back from a hand. It all stopped however when Gabe turned around quickly. His eyes slit in suspicion. There wasn't a single damn thing though. "Must be the wind."
The Village had a large church in the center. It wasn't very extraordinary like the churches in Pronta at all. It was simple, double doored entrance with two color schemes. He decided if there was a place people would go to hide it would be in a church. Nothing more securing than God. Gabe kicked the double doors with his right foot causing them to swing open violently. "Hellllloooo? Is anybody home?" His voice echoed through the empty place. In the front there was a podium with a single lit candle resting on top of it. Gabe walked towards the candle, but stopped discretely for a brief moment before continuing. That time for sure he had heard something behind him. Right he was. Outside the church were 4 Goblin Soldiers at the door waiting. For what exactly? Well the Waktu would soon find out. Once he reached the candle he found a large red X scrawled on the podium. "Tsc" He immediately bit his thumb as his legs were caught in a rope trap. As the ropes dragged him outside Gabe started laughing. "C'MON YOU ******** HAHA!!! MAKE MY DAY!!" He shouted as he put the bloody thumb on his right arm.
You Know What They Say About Guys With Big Ears...
The rope pulled Gabe out of the church with the intent of hanging him upside down for the Goblins to just go at him. On the other side of the church there was a counter weight which kept him hanging. "Like hell you will!" The two Star of Davids he had drawn on his arms while being pulled weren't giving him full power due to have been drawn hastily, but it would do the job. He grabbed onto the rope with both oh his arms and pulled furiously until the counter weight ripped through the church and dropped together with Gabe. The Goblin Soldiers looked at him in shock. "Yeah fellas, you ******** with the wrong rabbit!" With that said the Waktu advanced on the four Goblin Soldiers ferociously. His speed was far to great for them to match and so their reaction time to his series of kicks were not good enough. For someone observing from the outside it appeared to be a completely one sided battle, but Gabriel would have a surprise once he stopped attacking.
Kumori entered the place known as Vein Town, cloaked and hooded, the wind seemed to have been picking up the further he went into the town. Darkness was falling onto the city, and due to the people fearing the rain, they left the shops and went inside, closed for the day. Kumori couldn't help but feel as though something was going on, a Waktu was at a church, doing something pretty fun from what Kumori could guess. The clouds have already rolled in, blocking out the sun, it seemed as though what had caused them, had acted quickly as it was moving towards the mountains. Kumori felt something off though... it was as though someone, or something, was nearby, watching him as he got his shield prepared for what was to come as his cloak was moving rapidly due to the winds.
(Techniques: ) Always Active Skills: V-Sensory Main Equipment: Stainless Steel Rapier + Stainless Steel Shield Sub Equipment: Stainless Steel Katana, Miza, & Stainless Steel Shurikens Side Equipment: Energy:900/900 Strength: 9 Speed: 6 S.E.: Communicator Red Visor Theme: Bag: ╚══════════════╝ "Miza! Now you will know true terror!" The Shadow of a Legendary man
