NEVERENDING WAR (Medieval Fantasy RP Open and Accepting)

[SakiWolf]

Fuyuki Koizumi
Male / 17 / Sentinel / Single

Rolling her eyes, Kaji glared irritably at the stranger, "Men." She hissed out through clenched teeth as she watched the War Piece holder wield his sword. In mild shock at the sudden silence, even her flames seemed to not crackle around for a mere second. Her eyes widened as the power released from the sheathe and she couldn't help but drop her jaw slightly. Composing herself moments later with a snort and laugh, arms folding across her chest and she grinned maliciously in approval, nodding her head as the tangible energy shot across to the giant.
Glancing back at Fuyuki, the nymph gave a stern look, "You ready little crow?" She hummed out, Fuyuki nodded mutely in response before Kaji shot a glare back at the man, "Tinderbox? Oh please." The female seethed, conjuring up angry tornadoes, flames biting into her owners skin of which he did not flinch and she did not apologies.
"Yes sir." The fire nymph growled out, directing a dagger filled glare at him before sweeping her arms across her body, palms clinking together and raised them above her head, eyes glinting with focus as the embers filtered off. Jerking her form forward, the large and blistering swirl lashed out towards the golem, twining and unwinding into small strips that shot out and around in ribbons of amber red. The flames landed direct blows against the toppling stature, eating away and burning like hell fire. A triumphant grin plastered on Kaji's face at the sight, her shoulders hunching forward and another wave of heat erupted from the points of impact, searing infernos swamping the creature in a scorching ocean.
"Burn." The nymph muttered quietly under her breath, an air of chaos surrounding her flickering figure. Eyes ablaze and image shadowed from the flames she bestowed.

[Wormgod]

((Finished my form!))

(Leviathan accepted you before your form was finished ^_^ So you wanna keep Luke from getting into heaps of trouble?)

Luke walked into the bakery, where he was assaulted by the smell of freshly made bread. He looked around, his eyes drinking in the sight of all the different types of bread laid out neatly. He reached out to pick up a small loaf when the Baker came out with some steaming bread rolls. She smiled at him before speaking. "May I help you, Sir?" Luke shook his head, startled by the sudden voice. "Ah, I'm just looking." She nodded and replied before going into the back. "Just call for me when you're ready." Luke watched her till she was out of sight, and turned to grab the loaf of bread.

((So am I supposed to keep Luke OUT of trouble, or IN trouble? I'm gonna say IN trouble. ))


Phoebe arrived in a small market community just as the sun's rays touched the steeple of the local church. She had spent the night escaping from the last town, a half-dead community with only one business: the poorhouse. The Mother Superior paid Phoebe nicely to deal with the poorhouse's rodent problem. Phoebe ended up letting a racoon in and let him deal with it. She felt bad, but hey; one racoon better than a hundred mice.

This town seemed much nicer. Phoebe stifled a yawn and looked at the shops around her. Grocery, tavern, antique shop, bakery...Hey, maybe the bakery has coffee. She didn't plan to stay here long, either. The more time Phoebe spent in one town, the more likely The Everlasting would call on her to do something, and odd are it was terrible. At least on the road, The Everlasting could only order her to do harm to individuals or the environment. She instinctively held a hand to the worn leather sheath on her belt. The evil aura throbbed, feeling her closeness. Phoebe pulled away and it died down to a low hum. Keening wanted to be used. It hadn't left the sheath in a week.

Phoebe pulled the bakery door open. The smell of bread and pastries filled her nostrils. Ah! Nothing smelled better than fresh bread. She smiled and her cheeks hurt. How long as it been since she smiled? A month? Two? No telling. Someone was already here, a boy and the baker lady, "Do you have coffee?" Phoebe asked, "Or tea?"

[Bahamut's Regent]

Once again Luke found himself jumping in startled surprise, he backed away from the girl, who'd just walked in. His emerald eyes quickly scanned her over, and determining she wasn't from the manor he relaxed. The baker came back out and waved at the new arrival before answering her question. "No, the Nobles here in Baticul buy all the coffee and tea that is imported." Her eyes drifted between the two young people in her shop before she carefully looked over the two. "Hey, can I have something to eat?" Luke asked rather snappily, he just wanted to get back to wandering the town before the manor's guards came looking for him.

(Should I bring Luke's manservant/best friend Guy who is afraid of women?)

[Leviathan~]

((Form looks great Wormgod! Go ahead and get with Luke if that's the game plan. Nightra, couple of things with your form. Weapons and armor can't have voices, sorry, just not how they work in this instance. If you had a sentinel it'd be okay, but with weapons and armor I'd rather they go voiceless. Also, I guess I might have to edit the forum and be more specific but the Blessing is the power the weapon has and the Curse needs to be something that will actively impair you in battle. Being numb and emotionless doesn't really impair you in battle, if anything it makes you better, which defeats the purpose of the curse. So just go ahead and clean that up a little and you'll be okay.))

Torun...

Torun watched the golem burn and considered sheathing Lockbreaker, but the sword's thirst for destruction suggested the fight was not yet over. As the flames began to die away from the burning crusade the nymph had thrown out, the golem managed to stand yet again. It's body was black from the flames, but it seemed as though it was beginning to recover. Golems weren't known for regenerating, but there were some who could from what he'd seen. Lockbreaker took a slash at his leg and missed, so he figured he should probably end this swiftly. "I'd let you handle the rest but I think you'd take down the forest with you. If you'll excuse me." Without really waiting for a reply Torun shot off towards the golem, Lockbreaker pointed to the ground, gently dragging the earth apart as the warrior sped in for the kill. The energy that surrounded Lockbreaker's blade began to pulse and fire off like wicked fireworks into the air. The golem raised its arms to intercept the blow and Torun stopped just short of contact point and swung up. The chaotic power of Lockbreaker assaulted the golem like a flood of lava, covering it and tearing it apart bit by bit, shredding into the stone and turning what was a beast into a hill of pebbles. The moment the golem was confirmed to be down Torun sheathed Lockbreaker and with a loud click the world shot back into silence. He noticed that Lockbreaker had managed to get a good slash on his calf, but the adrenaline had numbed the pain for him. "Ow."

Ixion...

Ixion nodded slowly as the man explained, finishing his fletching. "What look like?" he asked, trying to search his memory to see if he'd seen anything close to what the man was searching for. Ixion typically didn't catch much, but he saw pretty much all there was to be seen, especially having two pair of eyes around. "It can't go far." he thought aloud, scanning the trees for some sort of figure.

Roxanne...

Roxy sighed. "Alright, well just take it easy next time. It's okay to retreat if your life's on the line you know." she said, taking out her axes again and throwing both into a nearby tree, sometimes the weight they put on her hips bothered her. "Anywho stranger, what's your name, where are you coming from and where are you going. The basic 3 question outline if you would." she mused, dropping onto the grass in a nice little criss-cross.

((Wormgod I like your style))

[Furenzied]

"It's supposed to be one weird dudes children or something, I dunno. He just said it was down the road a while and I figured that you might have seen some monster around." Lance said as he shifted his slung and bandaged arm. "I expect a tough fight but nothing out of the ordinary. I've fought before and honestly I need money and such. Got plenty of supplies for now anyway and I figured that this would help out." He stood up and stretched giving Ixion a chance to speak more before continuing. "Anyway...do you have someplace more private, I need to deal with something before it gets to bad and I don't think you'd like to see it."

[Leo Lorenzo]

Matt sat down in front of the woman, who had disposed of her axes courtesy of a nearby tree. He had to pause for a second before answering, since he really wasn't sure about the answers to the last two questions. The grass here certainly felt nice, it was a nice change from the crowded and chaotic cityscape that he'd grown up in. "Well, my name's Matthew Noctis, or Matt. People used to call me Silver, so I guess that's another name I'll respond to." He said, unconsciously touching his white hair. "As for where I'm going, I dunno... I'm just trying to stay alive, for now. Maybe someday the Everlasting will go away, that's the day I hope to live to see." He laughed quietly, sounding unsure of himself.

[Leviathan~]

Ixion...

Ixy shrugged. "Have not seen anything like that. Not much around here from I see." he said, standing up and throwing his quiver back over his shoulder. He took hold of Mikael's casket and lifted it to his shoulder with one hand. Not many people were aware of this, but the casket was actually as light as a feather when Ixion picked it up. He never bothered to explain to anyone that he met, especially those who had seen Mikael for themselves. "I don't live anywhere, I don't privacy." he said, unsure of how to solve the stranger's dilemma.

Roxanne...

Roxy nodded, relaying the information back to herself for the sake of her awful memory. "Right, well I'm Roxanne, and I'll tell you that The Everlasting isn't going anywhere anytime soon. However, he can be killed, so maybe, just maybe, we have a chance." She smirked, thinking of the possibility of a world where The Everlasting doesn't exist. "I dunno though, sometimes I wonder if peace and tranquility would be too boring for my lifestyle. I've grown fond of living on the edge."

[Furenzied]

Lance grumbled a bit. "Fine, just don't get all weirded out by it." He said as he took out his book and a quill, writing the approximate time along with the day. He set that aside and undid a few knots on his slung arm and waved it around a bit to loosen the ties, showing off a dull red metal armament with long slender claws. He took out a jar and slowly poured it over the attachment, seeming to get brighter as the light red liquid soaked into it. "Much better." He remarked as he stretched it around, the metal claws bending and flexing like fingers.

[Nightra]

((Is that better?))

[Leo Lorenzo]

"Killed?" Matt questioned. "Wouldn't that be nice... if it wasn't for the Everlasting, Conrad would still be alive... so many people wouldn't have fallen." He sighed. "But, wishful thinking won't get us anywhere, huh?" He closed his eyes, momentarily checking the area around him with his Auran sight. A small red flame -hostility- burned on the edge of his sight-radar, and his eyes snapped open. Matt let out a soft curse. "Nice to meet you, Roxanne, but we've got company. Best retrieve your axes, because something hostile is closing in from the north." Matt hoped to be able to avoid any direct physical contact with whatever was incoming. It was bad enough that his health was continuously sapped by Auran Guard, he did NOT need a backlash right now. But, at least Roxanne was with him this time.