NEVERENDING WAR (Medieval Fantasy RP Open and Accepting)

[Furenzied]

(That's fine.)

Lance took the message, arming himself carefully as he spotted the figure in the woods. He quietly moved along behind, resting his blade across his shoulders to help ease the weight off his wrists. He looked around until he spotted her, although she was mysterious, it was hard for him to discern wheather or not she was his target as he was given little to ne description.

[+30mg]

Sapphire stopped on her tracks to see a large glossy man of marble, she pushed the bridge of her glasses and then looked at the man's arms, solid, it gave the impression of people screaming and bones crushing. She puts on a bewildered look and then moved back, predicting that this being was dangerous. But, this particular woman hadn't fought in days, it doesn't matter if she will be bestowed by a win or a loss...

SWOOP!

The woman jumped away to the air before looking at the marble figure.

VRRRRRR...!

Forsaken was breaking the bonds of its usual form before extending, the star-shaped ends ready to puncture.

"... No one shall bestow death upon me. Our encounter will cost you your life!"

Forsaken took its usual path, the chains arced for a moment before focusing on one path, approaching the marble figure, its metal glistening, gleaming like Sapphire's opponent.

[Wormgod]

((Sorry, I'm going to drop out. I can only maintain a small amount of roleplays at this time.))

[Bahamut's Regent]

(Sorry to hear that. Hope you can come back some time.)

Upon receiving no answer Luke sighed and turned and walked out. He didn't have any the gold coins the girl had. His shoulders where slumped, his escape from the manor was quickly turning into a failure. He wandered around rather mindlessly. He didn't know where he was other than, Baticul, the home of his uncle; the king. He stopped at the edge of the he flopped down on a crate. He sighed looking around.

(Is anyone open for Luke?)

[Leviathan~]

((I don't know of anyone who is at the moment no, you can jump in with a pair if you'd like, but please point ouch which one you pick before doing so))

Ixion...

Ixy watched quietly as chains sped towards Mikael. Upon contact they knocked against his forearms with a solid TINK and his blank face stared down at the extravagant metal gloss of the weapons as they fell limp to the earth. Threat declared, attack initiated. Engage. Mikael's body groaned like stones grinding together and his amorphous hands became spike knuckled fists, spikes forming on his knees and heels while his entire body condensed into a smaller, lighter form. His two blank white eyes condensed into a single white visor-line across his face. Ixion tugged at the string of his bow, if he tried to take a shot now he'd give away his position, but Mikael attacking head on might not be the soundest of ideas. He had to be a bit more tactful. He looked over at Lance, who was also hidden, and motioned at Mikael, signaling to not attack just yet, to let Mikael handle the situation until they had more of an idea of how the girl fought. Mikael rushed the woman, deciding she couldn't do much with her chains extended away from him. She'd need time to draw them back to a better position. He ducked low and swept his leg out, trying to get the woman off her center, as opposed to shooting for a direct attack.

Roxanne...

Roxy shook her head, but then shook her head again because she remembered Matt might not be able to see the shaking of one's head. "I know my cardinal directions, we can just head west until we hit that road and we'll be fine. No need for you to waste any more energy." she said, patting him on the shoulder before starting off towards the road, her armor retracting without her really asking it to. "So do you have any sort of money on you? That's probably the only thing that'll keep you from being held at blade's point in some of these darker towns."

[Bahamut's Regent]

(I think I'll have Luke join with Roxanne and Matt. If that's okay?)

Luke sighed he was staring down the road. He was still bored and if he didn't want to be caught by the manor guards solo he'd have to head out of town. He stood up, ignoring the protests of his stomach, and started truamping down the road. He walked with a over confident air and as if he didn't have a care in the world.

[+30mg]

Sapphire saw the unknown entity forming into a more vicious version of itself, she was shocked. Luckily, her reflects were that of an experienced warrior, she looked at the limp and innocent Forsaken. The woman somersaulted away and then commanded Forsaken to jut out from its limp position with the bluish electric stream surging from the rings before focusing on the star-shaped ends, it twinkled ferociously and it turned into a hot and blue blur.

"... DIE!" Sapphire shouted, the chains arced and then approached the marble man. Even though there was a pain on her left arm when Forsaken recklessly bashed itself on the being's body, Sapphire will not hesitate to kill. Two of Forsaken's chains approached her opponent while the other four were spinning in the air, extending and slicing trees with a lightning-like sound echoing. Barks fell as flames protrude from the wood, the crackles echoed as more and more trees fell like an angel's feathers.

[aurumlupus]

User: Aurumlupus

Name: Sverdar Al'Verth, or just Sev

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: Sev
Sev stands at just over of six feet, and is solidly built of lean muscles honed his entire life. His hair falls well past his shoulders, and is pitch black in color, and naturally shot through with red highlights. His eyes are the same shade of red, and unwavering. He wears clothing that is close-fitting and sturdy in nature, when not wearing his armor. If he isn't wearing his armor, he often is wearing clothes of strengthened leather.

War Piece: Sev's War Piece is a unique weapon named Răzbunare. His War Piece is a sword seemingly made of a single piece of metal, one that he never has to sharpen or worry about shipping or marring in any fashion. The sword is straight, with both of the true and false edges being sharpened. The guard forms back in sharp angles, offering surprising protection to Sev's hand. Along the blade runs intricate designs, which will glow with energy as Sev uses the power from his War Piece.

Blessing: When being wielded, Răzbunare allows Sev to manipulate the kinetic energy within an area around him. This allows him to either enhance or dampen the kinetic energy around him, to the point where he can initiate or completely cancel the energy as well.
This blessing isn't all-powerful and perfect, however. Sev might be able to stop or slow a hurdling bolder when he uses his powers, but as soon as he stops and isn't fighting or otherwise engaged, his body undergoes the strain as if he has slowed or stopped the boulder on his own. This won't break, strain, or otherwise majorly harm Sev, but this does create excruciating pain, and tremendous fatigue as his body believes it tried to stop a freakin' boulder.

Curse: Sev's curse is two-fold, mirroring his War Piece. First off, to use his abilities, it not only takes energy from Sev to enact the maintain the power, but it also draws on his very life-force to do so. In other words, for Sev to use his power, he whittles away at his own life, literally. The more energy he uses, the greater the loss of his life.
The second part to his curse is that his life, and energy, are tied to his brother's. However, they aren't just connected, they literally share the same energy and life-force. It's not unlike having a pool of energy, and two streams drawing upon the same pool. Whatever wound Sev receives, is also inflicted upon his brother. As his brother uses his powers, Sev's own life, as well as his brother's, are drained away. This does not allow for healing between the two; if one is healed, the other does not receive the same effects.

History: Sev and his brother were born into this world under fortunate circumstances, twins in every possible aspect, except one: where Sev was hearty and healthy, Sin was frail and often sick. Their parents were wealthy, and in an affluent region of the world. The two were, drolly expectedly, inseparable and seemed to be the same person in two bodies rather than two separate entities. At a startling young age, this was all torn asunder for them, as they were given their War Pieces at ages drastically young, even for those chosen by the Everlasting. The drastic powers that now were at their grasp were so far out of control, that now all that remains of their home, and several kilometers around, is a giant crater in the face of the planet, the land extending further outwards, and within, as barren as the surface of the moon. Left with no family and no home, the two brothers were thrust into the world alone, and have since grown and mastered the powers granted to them, and realized the terrible burden they now carry.

Personality: Sev is a very straightforward and set sort of person. Each of his words and movements are precise and exact, and as solid as the gaze he levels to those around him. The aura about him is enough to command the attention of people, just from walking into a room or speaking. There is a gravity to his words that makes him seem eerily set and prepared in anything he does. Others might be comfortable in their body and confident in life, but Sev makes them seem frail and frighteningly uncertain in comparison. He is not without personality, however. He has an easy smile that often rests upon his lips, and a warm tone for anyone who he speaks with. Caring and protective, Sev puts others before himself in nearly everything he does. He has a sharp wit and sarcasm that can range from warmly teasing to sharply biting. Very much a man of his words, if Sev says something, he will do everything in his power to make it so.

Other: Life mantra: "This world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who won't do anything about it."

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User: Aurumlupus

Name: Terucin Al'Verth, or just Sin

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: Sin
Sin is identical to Sev in every respect, except where Sev's hair and eyes are red, Sin's are a royal purple instead. He wears light and loose clothing, usually custom made robes, intricately crafted and designed as Sev's armor is. Around his neck hangs a unique locket, which serves as the container or Revanşă, his sentinel War Piece. He has the same unwavering gaze as Sev, but where his brother is solid and immovable once set, Sin seems to emanate raw power and gives of a sense of not being entirely of this existence, almost above it in a fashion.

War Piece: Sin's War Piece is known as Revanşă. It is a sentinel of strange design. Formed of an unknown metal, Revanşă is shaped like an oriental dragon. As the War Piece moves, it seems to be made out of liquid or living material, rather than solid metal. The body and accents of the War Piece are a royal dark blue, on the fringe of being black in color. The head is composed of the same metal, but dark gold and silver in color instead. The eyes glow a burning red when Revanşă is active. The entire structure is made out of such minute and profound details that it gives every appearance of being a living creature. He is normally encased in the locket that Sin wears, flowing and condensing down to fit within the confines provided.

Blessing: Revanşă allows Sin to tap into the chaos around him,and wield it as he sees fit, seemingly rewriting or creating the laws of the world. This can be as simple as allowing Sin to create balls of fire that he hurls forth, or he can cancel gravity within a given area, or even cause a condensed hurricane to form and sheer his opponents apart. The options are limited only to Sin's imagination, and how much of his life he is willing to throw away to accomplish what he wishes.
His sentinel acts as a conduit between the chaos and the realty in which Sin inhabits. As such, Sin must be in direct contact with his War Piece to use his powers to their full extent. If not in contact, Sin can still use his abilities, but at a drastically reduced rate and capacity, and only while in close proximity of his War Piece; the further away they are, the less Sin can do, until he is completely powerless. At the cost of great strain and energy, Sin can summon his sentinel back to him, regardless of the distance between them, but the further away they are, the greater the strain which starts off steep.

Curse: Sin's curse is not unlike gripping an edged blade with your bare hand with all your strength as you dangle over infinity, held up only by this keen blade. His body is extremely frail, to the point where if he were to trip and fall, he risks serious injury to his body. He has low stamina, virtually no strength to speak of, and is physically inferior to all but the very elderly. Uses of his powers tire him drastically, and cause migraines to sever that they limit his ability to even see or focus on anything.
Just as his brother, Sin has the same second part to his curse as Sev. He shares in the same energy and life-force as his brother, and if one is wounded, the other is as well. This is especially critical to Sin, as any wound Sev receives and could shrug off, threatens Sin exponentially more, even from simple cuts and bruises, which might turn into severed tendons or crushed body parts on Sin's part.

History: Sin and his brother were born into this world under fortunate circumstances, twins in every possible aspect, except one: where Sev was hearty and healthy, Sin was frail and often sick. Their parents were wealthy, and in an affluent region of the world. The two were, drolly expectedly, inseparable and seemed to be the same person in two bodies rather than two separate entities. At a startling young age, this was all torn asunder for them, as they were given their War Pieces at ages drastically young, even for those chosen by the Everlasting. The drastic powers that now were at their grasp were so far out of control, that now all that remains of their home, and several kilometers around, is a giant crater in the face of the planet, the land extending further outwards, and within, as barren as the surface of the moon. Left with no family and no home, the two brothers were thrust into the world alone, and have since grown and mastered the powers granted to them, and realized the terrible burden they now carry.

Personality: Sin's power cloaks him, giving a palpable air of intensity to him wherever he goes. If a bodybuilder could take his immense strength and make it exert itself upon the very existence around him, it would still seem pale and a sham compared to Sin. The raw energy and power that surrounds him doesn't so much seem to emanate from him, as it simply defines reality and is a fact rather than energy rolling from his body. His expression is often that of amusement for that which he gazes upon, as an artist might when reflecting on what they have created. He keeps his emotions in strict control at all times, as a flicker of annoyance timed wrong can unravel reality as he might whim. Like his brother, Sin is very warm and caring in his words and actions. He is protective of others, and will do all he can in acts of selflessness. Where Sev is sarcastic, however, Sin is simply joking and light-hearted.

Other: Once quoted saying, "You simply follow the laws of this universe; I am the laws."

[SakiWolf]

((He already sheathed it but I'll let that slip go, Saki. Try to be a little more active, if you have to cut down the post a hair to make up for it that's fine but I'd hate for you to fall too drastically behind. Setsuna that looks much better thank you, feel free to jump in with anyone who's got space.))

Torun...

Torun looked over at the boy and his nymph and sighed. He saw the absolute shock on their faces. He was quite accustomed to people being rather displaced by Lockbreaker. The sword had an angry soul, and those who it didn't trust knew fully well that being in its presence was dangerous. After many years Lockbreaker had finally stopped intentionally assaulting him. When he first drew the blade the first thing it ever went for was him, but now it had learned friend from foe and the only wounds Torun received were ones even the sword could not control. Its power was intentionally chaotic, not meant to be refined and precise. That way its attacks were unpredictable, they had no pattern or style. The warrior winced and took some weight off his injured leg. "Your obsession with legs this month has not been fun, old friend." he whispered to the blade. While most would hear nothing, Torun did notice a small apologetic hiss from the blade. That was enough for him to feel a little better. "Put your candle friend away there twinkle-toes, and for God's sake close your mouth. You look like you saw The Everlasting in full form." he said, walking back towards them with a light limp. The cut stung as the chaotic energy realized this was not a target and fled the wound, but it was still a cut worthy of acknowledgement. He'd have to bandage it after he knocked some sense back into the sentinel-holder.

((Sorry! Oh, thanks~ Um, yeah, Kanji was also poofed back into smoke by the way XD So we've both made that mistake now))

Fuyuki Koizumi
Male / 17 / Sentinel / Single

Carefully watching the stranger mutter under his breath, seemingly at his War Piece, Fuyuki remained silent and stunned. Kaji, upon realising this, wacked her hand up against his nose. Causing a rather large burst of smoke to billow up his nose, the raven ended up darting to bend over to let out a shockingly small squeak of a sneeze. Straightening up almost immediately, an embarrassed expression painting over his face, the wisp of smoke was silently howling with laughter at the sound until Fuyuki wacked his hand through her form until she disappeared with a pout.
Glancing up awkwardly, the teen jerked back when he saw how close the other man had come, his odd eyes widening considerably and his shoulders seizing up.
"The Everlasting's full form?" He managed to stammer out, only raising his brow slightly to show his confusion before he curled in on himself a little, hunching over and backing up against the tree. He did, however, click his mouth shut, only wincing when his teeth clacked together.
Gaze travelling down, he noticed the numerous scars patterning the other's exposed limbs and his eyes were almost immediately drawn to the rather deep looking wound, blood steadily leaking from the sliced flesh. "Uh, do you need help with that?" He jittered out, shakily pointing towards the slash.

[aurumlupus]

"Well Torun, my old friend, it is nice to see that you are taking care of yourself as always," a soft voice called out from the trees. Within a few moments a figure strode forth, a smile playing across his features. Dark blue robes softly rustled as he drew closer to the pair. A hand came up to brush back strands of purple-black hair. Terucin came to a stop a distance away, and crossed his arms across his chest. The air around felt vibrant and the energy coursing through the area was near tangible, seemingly giving the impression that one could reach out and grasp this pure force as one might a branch or vine. "Though, Sev will be upset to no end that you are hurt, and it is by no doing of his own," As he spoke, Sin's eyes took in the scene, his gaze direct and unwavering. His words seemed to stroke the energy in the air, causing the area around them to almost feel the thrumming of energy, not unlike what it's like for a harp player to pluck the strings of their instrument and cause the strings and music to thrum. His words carried a force and ambience to them, the sensation unknown and unnerving, comparable to Torun's unleashed blade. This was the power of Sin's War Piece, even when latent and inert, his presence still impacted reality around him, giving off the vibe that he was not of this existence. A soft laugh escaped his lips a moment later, as he took in the sight of the younger-looking male. "Torun, you have unnerved this poor man. I see you are doing your ancestors proud." Leaning in and cupping one hand against the corner of his mouth as if to tell a secret, Sin gave a stage whisper to the man leaning against the tree. "He comes from a long and proud line of bulls raised in China shops. He's a great source of pride and honor for his family." Sin straightened back up, nodding sagely, the image marred only by the teasing smile tugging at the corners of his lips.