NEVERENDING WAR (Medieval Fantasy RP Open and Accepting)

[Leviathan~]

((Nightra could you pick up Juliet as well? We're spread a bit thin at the moment.))

Roxanne...

Roxy blinked when Matt commented on her fight (really slaying) of the Cerberus. "Oh that? I've seen those a couple times. The trick is to take out the side heads first, they always bite you when you dodge the middle one." she explained, boosting back to the body of the beast to retrieve her weapons. Boosting as a means of movement had become almost second nature to her, it no longer required concentration, or even thought. Just movement, very fast movement. "Anyhow, we should head somewhere populated, as dirty as the closer cities and towns are the demons don't like to go near well lit areas, and most of what chases me is demonic in origin." she said, trying to remember which way it was to the last town she'd been to. "You're good to move right? I don't have to carry you?"

Ardeia...

Ardeia crouched next to the riverside and then let herself fall onto her rear, sighing as her feet slid into the cool water. She laid on her back and threw her hands up, water slipping up into the air above her. She wiggled her fingers and the thick orb of liquid jiggled in response, enough to make her giggle a bit. There were moments like these when she liked to just goof off. It was a good way to unwind, to just leave all the nasty stuff out of the picture for a while and have some time to relax. She led the orb along around the air with her index finger, just letting it jiggle and glide about. She frowned when she heard a whoosh of smoke from behind. "Hey you!" The Everlasting said with a little grin, sitting down next to Ardeia. "I told you I don't like it when you interrupt my relaxation." Dei replied, not so much as glancing at the god, keeping her eyes trained on the orb in front of her. The Everlasting sighed and leaned on his elbows. "I'm aware, but unfortunately even I don't decide when windows of opportunity arise. Anywho, straight to the point so I can leave you to your playtime, someone's over past the treeline with some spears that would fetch a mighty fine penny. Might be worth your time, kill her if you can, you know the spiel." he said, spinning his finger to signify the repetitive nature of his visits. Ardeia just waved him away, and the god was kind enough to leave her there. He did know how to push her buttons in the right order though. Money was precisely what she needed right about now, and selling large shiny pointy things was about as easy as feeding a carrot to a horse in this time and age. She groaned, recognizing she'd have to move if she hoped to catch the owner of these shiny things and with a heave flicked her body back into its upright position. She moved her arms down and let the large orb of water she'd collected split into two, moving up into her sleeves for safekeeping in case she needed a quickdraw. Moving about as silently as a barefooted person could move in wet grass, she made her way through the treeline. Thankfully enough she heard someone theatrically trip over some obvious branch or root. In most instances, or persay if she were a man, she might rush to this girl's aid. However, she'd learned that this maneuver was actually a clever ploy to lure the naive. Few were dumb enough to draw attention to themselves after accidentally falling or tripping, that was typically how you got killed. Someone who made it into a statement was obviously prepared for being approached with malicious intent. Meanwhile, Ardeia was familiar enough with the charade that she could afford to play along. Turning around a large tree, she found a girl, with two large, shiny pointy things. Money, money, and some girl. She noticed the girl had "fallen" and of course moved to her aid, but didn't go as far as to collapse down to her side in an attempt to insure she wasn't injured. "You okay? I think you might've hurt your ankle..." she said, giving a look of concern and worry, although in reality her gut said grab the sticks and make a break for it. Even still, it wasn't impossible that there could be some trick to these pointy things, There almost always was, so she figured the grab and go method would have to wait for the time being.

[Furenzied]

"Umm...not important now." Lance said, dismissing what he said in a slight embarrassment. "Anyway if you see it don't engage, shout and I'll come running." He said as he looked into the woods. "I'll work slower naturally, on the base that I don't know these woods and I assume that you indeed do, all that wood couldn't have come from nowhere." He said as he neared the trees and took out his large sword in both hands, the tip lower than ideal and his hands further apart on the grip. "And be careful...or you may need a home like your friend there."

[~Erica~]

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[ tagged: ] Ardeia

Crimson eyes turned up to gaze at the girl in front of her, helpless for a second and then suddenly calm. Eden knew when to play the game and when not to, this was one of the times not to. Instead, she rose from the ground, her grasp on the two spears shifting so they were balanced łightly in her palms instead of dragging heavy on the ground.

"Thank you but I'm quite alright. My ankle is just fine, I barely twisted it." She smiled pleasantly, eyes utterly cool and devoid of any emotion, simply observant. Who this girl was she did not know, but chance meetings were no longer things that happened in her world what with the games the war god played with them. Everything happened on purpose and she treated this meeting as such. It was not purely happenstance.

[Leviathan~]

Ixion...

Ixy shrugged, not really making much out of Lance's advice and warnings. He was perfectly familiar with how to stay alive, he didn't need lessons from someone when he was this far along in life. He just nodded, acknowledging that the man had in fact said something and allowed Mikael to leave his casket again before moving towards the denser forest. As Mikael walked beside him he wondered if the person Lance had been told to search for was actually him. It wouldn't surprise him, The Everlasting didn't like how quiet Ixion typically was when it came to causing the chaos he so desired. He tried not to think about it too much.

Ardeia...

Dei frowned and crossed her arms as the girl was smart enough to immediately drop the act. No fun for her. "Well, you should be more careful, being found like that's a quick way to get killed." she said, her hands tightening around her arms to resist from snatching the pointy things and heading for the hills. It'd be so easy too, to just take them while the girl was being all hoity-toity. "You seemed like you were making it into a bit of a statement."

[Perky-T]

(Uh, who is open?)

[Nightra]

((I am but like I said in my form, I can not get on that much to actually post. I am a very busy college student. If you give me a night I should be able to post tomorrow.))

[~Erica~]

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[ tagged: ] Ardeia

"Did I? Well perhaps I'll have to work on that for next time then." The pleasant smile frosted over łightly as she spoke, touched with the tiniest hints of irritation. Her fall had not been overly dramatic and fake, the courtly woman knew far better than to attempt such a ridiculous looking manuver. There had been no windmilling arms, no slow slouch to the ground, nothing in particular to indicate the falsity of the movement. Perhaps it had merely been too loud, that she would work on next time. It stung her pride to be told her fall seemed like a statement by the woman before her even if it was true.

"May I enquire as to your name?"

Her eyes stayed locked on those of the woman, searching them for any sign of movement or aggression. Though her dual spears looked unwieldy for a woman, Eden had long since mastered the slender poles. She could use them easily to defend herself without even having to cut the person in question, for that would cause her pain as well. Instead, she used the blunt ends to defend against other weapons and then knock them out. It was a roundabout and sometimes difficult way of fighting but she was forced to make it work.

[Furenzied]

Lance slowly combed through the unfamiliar woods. It took him a few good hours to give up. He soon turned back the way he came, taking a while to realign himself to the places around and find the house. Noticing that the other fellow hadn't quite returned, he sat down in some shade and waited for him, not starting tye work in case he made a mistake.

[+30mg]

User:

Setsuna Itami

Name:

Sapphire Snow Bliz

Age: ?

Gender:

Female

Appearance:



(no guns)

Sapphire has short black hair, pale skin and blue eyes. Sapphire also don blue inverted triangle earrings and also blue and black glasses with inverted triangle patters on the temple. She wears a skin tight black attire with pointed shoulders and silver rose patterns on the chest, nether region, and her legs, she also sported a golden chain necklace with a large golden and a small white clock on it. The sleeves are colored white with Renaissance flairs on each wrists, the same flair acted as a collar for the attire, Sapphire also sported white gloves. There are feathery capes attached underneath the spiked shoulders. She also wears high heels with a mermaid figurehead on the heels. There are silver chains that ended up with sharp, star-shaped figures.

War Piece:

Forsaken took the form of silver chains that ends with star-like tips. When used unerringly, this demanding weapon can be of deadly use in the battlefield, either painting the ground red, or fashioning a hill of corpses. Bound with mysterious force in each and every ring of chains, one may not predict its next move and development of its powers, even the user.

*it was widely believed that Forsaken appeared in the direst of times. always materializing in the sight of a kindhearted person, having the goal on contaminating them and plunging them to unquenchable thirst of blood.

Blessing:

Although it looks like ordinary chains, these chains possess a mind of their own, albeit can be controlled. Depending on the user's will, these chains can dodge, arc, and many more. Thus, this will easily catch opponent's off-guard. These chains can also easily cut steel or even sever limbs. Extremely fast and agile, Forsaken may also surge electricity on its shiny rings, thus, this shocking ability may be entitled as a surprise attack.

Curse:

However, one must pay a hefty price if they are to equip Forsaken. This immense penalty lets the weapon to halve the user's lifespan, their soul will swiftly abate. These chains also provided a physical link to the user, if the chains are to be damaged in any way, the user also feels immense pain running through their body, in fact, the pain is ten times harsher and more painful than usual injury. Not only that, when activating the magical powers and the chains got damaged, the harm will not only be a sensation of pain, it'll be a physical damage on the user's body. For example, if one is to slice off one of the chains in their electricity mode, the user's arm will also be wounded. If the chain is somehow sliced off from the root, it'll never reappear and this will also cause extreme physical pain on the user, it may even cause death.

History:

Once, Sapphire was a pious and beautiful young maiden with equally fair personality. This all was altered when the girl's village was attacked by a mysterious cult. Thousands of people fell, fearing her own life, Sapphire entered a derelict building, to find a blue light in one of the dark corners. Tempered with unending curiosity, the girl followed the unknown light. Thinking that she had cornered the azure dot, thousands of chains cocooned her with a bone-crushing force, her screams were muffled, and, not long after, her attire was altered as she burst out from the chrysalis. Sanity was immediately swapped with dementia, Sapphire revolted against the attack and started her own massacre. She took the lives of attackers and villagers alike, to her, there was no difference.

Personality:

Sapphire is almost always seen alone. She cold toward others and is strict to them and herself. She is very confident of her capabilities and her powers. In battle, Sapphire attacks head-on with no strategies whatsoever, she also assaulted foes with an aggressive force or even animalistic power. She always yearned to push her limits.

Other:

Is this any better?

[Bahamut's Regent]

((Plus, my character already has the soul damaging curse, and that's effecting her in ways similar to depression, bipolar disorder, paranoid schizophrenia, and the possibly to just die instantly.))

"Dam*." Phoebe remarked. Of course the noblemen come and buy all the good stuff. Oh well. She sat down at the counter and pulled out her coin bag. It was fuller than normal--and by that, she means she had more than ten coins--but she still felt that familiar pain when she put one coin down.

"Hot water and a slice of bread, please." Phoebe mumbled and glanced at the other customer. He had jumped at the sight of her. Did he know? Her weapon belt was visible, but hey, everyone wore a weapon visibly nowadays. Her father carried a pistol at all times, to protect from people and those scavenging linx. Everyone needed protection.

Luke watched the baker hand the asked items to the girl. He watched the exchange with a curious expression. He didn't have any gold. He frowned and walked up to the girl and pointed to the dull gold coin. "Where did you get that?" He asked softly. He too wore a weapon in plain sight, a sword worn horizontally at his waist, it's hilt on his left. Like his clothes, the sword looked rather expensive.

(For wormgod. If I don't get a response soon I will free up Luke. I hate making a new charries cause I'm waiting for someone.)