[System]
* Age: 20
* Gender: Female
* Appearance: "Hmph. Just wait and see what this witch can do." A very petite girl, easily mistaken for a child even on close examination. She resents this.
* Abilities: A highly capable witch, from a bloodline of magic users lasting back to the ancient king's times. Fio's catalyst is a sword, with a slender and elegant blade and a blue and gold hilt. She cannot fight reliably with it, but it is an excellent catalyst for casting spells all the same. Her chief method of offense is the conjuration of Phantom Swords, though she can use other forms of magic she favors Phantom Swords for her most direct and powerful method of dealing damage, as the Phantom Swords have considerable armor-piercing capabilities even in their base state when fired as projectiles. Her personal durability is quite low, and thus Fio also has capability in barrier spells in order to protect herself from being harmed. By casting a spell and attaching modifiers to it(such as summoning a number of Phantom Swords then adding commands to repeat the process to add more swords) she can alter it or increase its effects.
Additionally, she possesses three doll familiars. These familiars are intelligent and have their own personalities, feelings, and specialities.
* History: Fio's family has practiced magic for a considerable amount of time. It is said that she is descended from a court mage of the Ancient King, and her sword catalyst was a gift to her ancestor that has been passed down through the generations to her. Living in a secluded place, a small but remarkably cozy home, she swiftly gained a reputation as a witch due to her rather irritable interactions with travelers and her rather obvious usage of magic. Given her unique usage of a sword as her catalyst, she has been called both the Sword Witch. Needless to say, given her family history, it was only obvious that she would come to accompany one claiming to be a reincarnation of the King, if only out of curiosity. Can she really be what she claims to be?
* Anything else: Fio is a rather irritable girl who does not tolerate foolishness. While she hates being mistaken for a child, she has childish mannerisms such as a love of sweet things and a fascination with dolls and small, cute animals. Regardless, she is still a capable practioner of magic and will quickly remind anyone in doubt over her abilities of that fact. Personally, she is not at all certain if Sorcha is what she claims to be. Rather, she desires to find that out for herself, her curiosity being the main reason for her presence to begin with. While her irritable personality can make her rather grating to be around, she does not take alliances lightly and possesses a deep hatred for those who would betray the trust of others.

[User]
Od

She withdrew her blade from the body of a man, blood slaking the blades of grass, before looking up to see what had become of the battlefield. Ever fewer bandits remained on the field, most of the remaining kills being hers with the horseman having departed to confront the archers who laid in the woods. It was risky of him to go at it alone given what she already had seen but her worries would have to wait as an even greater foe approached. A tuathan man riding atop some sort of elder beast approached and at speed.

The mammoth beast's were armored and thickly too. She worried that her blade wouldn't pierce deep enough to disable the legs if she tried to slash through and trading a non-lethal cut for an opportunity for it to trample her wasn't going to weigh in her favor. Instead she looked to considering her means of taking out the beast from the top. While it's head may have been armored by some form of crystalline protection the same might not be true for it's back. It was also being directed by it's rider. If she could take him out that might leave the beast aimless which would make it easier to goad away from the castle walls.

In any which case she needed to get on top somehow. There was one way immediately available to her if his impressive strength continued to hold true.

"Throw me!" She shouted back to Reinhardt, pointing up at the rider upon the great beast's back. She quickly sprinted to his side then pivoted, facing the beast rider as he charged for the gates and, consequently, them. Her focus was steeled, her muscles tight like a well wound spring. If the missing eye or chunk of her neck was bothering her any then it wasn't visibly clear to anyone onlooking. Her sense of duty superseded feelings of pain or fear for her own safety.

In the name of the queen no threat to her lands would stand, no matter how tall.

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[Assistant]
Ethelred

Ethelred raised his shield, narrowly deflecting the arrow fired by the woman. There was considerable force the arrow as evidenced by the impact he could feel through the shield and the loud clang it made when it struck. If he had to guess, this markswoman was probably the one who shot him before with such precision, and the one calling the shots (literally) for this band of archers. She might pose a challenge, but the other bandits were as good as dead if the knight chose to attack.

He needed to get this fight over with quickly, because something had just entered the battle in the field, something that Ethelred had not caught a glimpse of. He had been able to hear it and feel the rumbling, though. Whatever it was, it sounded like a formidable foe.

Curiously, the woman before him didn't look like an ordinary brigand. She was well-dressed in fine, expensive-looking clothing, nothing like any of the other bandits that Ethelred had seen. Her bow, in addition to being of higher quality than the other bandits' bows, looked like it was magical.

Quite an unusual person to be mingling with brigands. She certainly isn't hurting for wealth. Perhaps she was a commander, but her words were those of a subordinate, not a leader. A lieutenant, perhaps.

Her words to him sounded more like a resignation to the imminent fight, rather than a serious attempt to parlay. At the same time, however, she didn't sound pleased, and judging by what Ethelred had overhead prior, she didn't want to be here. It might be dangerous to allow her to walk away, but if he could resolve this without violence, it'd leave more time to help the other knights with whatever he had felt and heard rumbling out into the field.

"You'd be surprised," Ethelred replied to the woman. "Contrary to my appearance, I am not cold-hearted. Thus I offer you and your friends a deal- run along. Depart from this battle. Go home and get pampered. Live to see another sunset." Ethelred stared at each of the other bandits, as if to emphasize this last part to them. To further drive home of how unwise it'd be to fight him, he channeled his powers of frost, causing a small layer of ice to form on the nearby leave, branches, and brush. If any of the bandits got closer, they'd notice the temperature had dropped measurably around the knight.

"The Queen is carrying out a great work here," he continued. "We are restoring order and driving back the curse. Those who become her subjects will prosper under her protection. Those who oppose her will fall. And when the battle is concluded, I strongly suggest that you reassess your choice in occupation, and consider the benefits of being the Queen's friend rather than her enemy."

Ethelred stared in the woman's direction, ready to charge if she reached for another arrow.

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Now that she was on the ground, Luna noticed that the enemy was already in rough shape all things considered. Half of their visible numbers were already wiped out by her allies which bode well for their cause... Though the thudding footsteps of some, then unseen, beast set her unease on end. As it came into view, she watched on in awe.

The beast was massive. It was taller than Luna and was heavy enough to tremble the earth with each step. She'd love to take on the beast, but it might get difficult with the other twenty or so bandits still milling about the field. Od seemed to have some plan with Reinhardt and Fio would definitely be able to do some damage to the beast, so the Lady of Lightsword set her sight on the brigand infantry.

Lunalel drew her sword and charged at the group of bandits. Luckily, their retreating helped put the lot closer together so it was easier to remove them. Soon enough, she reached the first of her targets. Or, rather first two of her targets. They watched as she closed. One attempted a swing of his sword and the other tried to thrust at her as she closed in. She swung her shield up hard enough repel the blow and throw the swinging bandit off balance before quickly sidestepping to dodge the thrust. Her sword arm swung, delivering a deep wound across the off balanced one's chest.

As his friend fell from his wound a few seconds after receiving it, the thrusting bandit tried to take advantage Luna not looking directly at him by going on the offensive. He swung at the female knight and found his sword parried and the knight's own sticking through his chest soon after.

"Two down..." Luna mentioned to herself as she retracted her weapon from the bandit's chest. She gave a small sigh to herself and looked at the rest of the bandits. She shook her sword clean and sheathed it. Then, in her hand, she created another javelin. She was a lot closer to the bandits than from the wall to the forest... and hopefully no interference from whatever ate her magi. Up last time... So she was confident she would hit. She lined up her shot and lobbed it. The missile flew and hit one of her enemies. It pierced through his back and out through his chest. The man fell to his knees and slumped to the ground with the javelin dissipating before he finally made it to the ground.

With a loud voice, Luna exclaimed, "Face me, brigands! If you want to live, you'll need to truly win this day. Fight me like men, or die like animals!" There was some small amount of menace in Luna's voice as she taunted the bandits. Either they'd attack her or ran and either was a win for Luna today.

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Fio was not happy.

These bandits had someone like that on their side? Someone capable of magic like that, something akin to a spirit, wasting their time with a bunch of raiders and thieves?

When this was all over, she was going to give them a piece of her mind! But first it seemed as if there were considerably more pressing matters to attend to, a target far nearer and more immediately threatening.

The red-haired tuatha man riding what was doubtless an Elder Beast.

"For bandits, they have some awfully strong people on their side," complained the witch, as magical energy traveled up and down the edge of her sword, "But that's just going to make it all the more crushing when they lose!"

Thrusting the blade into the air, another magic circle formed above her, each layer gently rotating as the air seemed to ripple around it. Naturally, she was going to try and hit this one harder. He was riding an Elder Beast, so there was no guarantee that it would do any lasting damage.

But at the same time, a good, direct hit would stop him from attacking the gates and also slow him down for the followup.

"Sura," she began, as a humming sound filled the air, "A single phantom blade. Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Craft an sword of slaughtering that can pierce the sturdiest of armor."

Steadily, the shape of another sword of light emerged from the magic circle.

"Reinforce. Reinforce. Reinforce. Repeat Eight times. Become the light that pierces."

The sword grew brighter and brighter, almost like a miniature star hovering in the air.

She took aim. It was a stronger spell then her basic phantom blades, but there wasn't any time to pour further power into it.

Fio swung her blade down.

"Release!"

Immediately the brilliant phantom blade hurtled downwards, towards the man astride the Elder Beast.


[System]
Appearance
Codename/Alias: Sage

Mask:

Race: Ghoul

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Height: 185cm

Eye Colour: Blue

Hair Colour: Black

Personality: He's never been one for starting conflict but is willing to do what it takes to survive. Tends to speak softly. Loves to listen in on people's conversations. Somewhat of a wallflower. Preferring anonymity over being known. He has never been known for turning people away when they need help. Fiercely loyal to his organization.

History: For him, his past tends to be like most of the ghouls parents killed by ccg. He was left abandoned, had no where to go. He was taken in by Hydra's Nest later in his life. He now devotes his life to the organization.

Occupation: waiting

Ward of Operation: 20th but is willing to move to other areas

Rating: A

Organisation: Hydra's Nest

Rank: Lieutenant

Kagune Type: Rinkaku

Kagune Appearance or description:
 The picture is just for how it looks and instead of just one there'll be four with two the bottom two smaller then the other two

Special trait: His with his two smaller scythes he is able to in a sense rapid fire them faster then most are capable of.

Other: can often be seen smoking cigarillo's
Smoking is bad M'kay

[User]
Ryan Chideta
Ward 15
12:30 PM

Ryan sighed as he worked the coffee machine to make another cup for another customer. He had been at thhis for 5 hours straight now and business was starting to slow down. Unfortunately he still had another 5 hours to go. "The things I do for my craft." He muttered to himself as he passed off the coffee to a server. It was so sad too, all anyone wanted was the most boring coffee. There were so many more types of beans and ways to make it! His personal favorite coffee bean at the moment was the Kopi Luwak beans, but they were highly expensive at 19,025 yen a pound. He alonly served himself that during special occasions. Like tonight the 5 year anniversary of his first kill. He looked at his watch and groaned. Just 7 more hours and he could go hunting.

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It was now time. He had closed up shop a couple of hours ago and he just got done cleaning up. Ryan opened up his cabinet and removed the false back from it. He took out his mask and put it in his backpack.

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Ward 7

Ryan walked through te park in search of new victims when he smelt something interesting. He looked around when he saw where the smell was coming from. "Crap." Ryan turned around and began to walk away from the Ghoul he had just identified. He did not want to intrude on this guy's territory, he'll just move on over to Ward 17 or something.

[Assistant]
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Ueda "Nebula" Natsumi

21st ward - 02:41 hrs

After putting on her helmet and fastening it below her chin, Natsumi flicks up the latch covering the keyhole atop the motorcycle before inserting one of the various keys on her keyring and twisting. The motorbike quietly comes to life, purring under the moonlight, before her leg comes up and the motorbike moves out and onto the street. The red light at the rear of the vehicle briefly shows a pool of blood and a soaked limp hand lying in the centre, palm up, before it returns to the darkness of the alley.

The motorcycle blends right into the night streets from the moment the wheels meet the asphalt. The dominantly black vehicle with its dark tinted glass pane, metallic accents and trailing red light bearing a rider wearing a black suit with a grey vest and white button-up shirt with the top button undone, topped off with a matte black helmet with a reflective black visor which the street-lights stream over like water, almost make the image picturesque.

The rider - Natsumi - isn't opposed to hunting. Just like any other animal in the world, ghouls need food as well; it doesn't make it any less discomforting to have to hunt on your genetic twins though, who are only a pair of contact lenses and an organ away from being exactly like her - particularly when she needs to make a mess of the corpses to pin it on the 21st wards particularly violent overlords. It's tempting to think about what their lives would have been like sometimes: their families, their futures, who they would have met, where they would have lived, what jobs they would have had - especially when it was a trio of happy-go-lucky teenagers that wandered into the alley this time - but she knows better than to think of that.

"I have work in the morning," Natsumi's thoughts quietly input as she turns a corner to head up to the toll road, "I should get home and sleep." The motorcycles engine comes to life as she zips along the toll road.

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[♫]

17th ward - 07:36 hrs

The humble bell above the doorway rings as Natsumi pushes open the door to the small workshop.
"I'm heeeeere~" she calls with somewhat concealed fatigue, accented by vague bags hanging under her eyes. She leans over the front desk, which lacks a receptionist with opening still being 20 minutes away, where she takes one of the pens scattered across the desk and pokes her tongue out in concentration as she signs in upside-down. Before she can really comprehend it herself, she's backed off the desk and moved out the back to the staff lounge slipping a mug under the coffee machine's barrel and pressing the first button she sees that starts with "Lat".

Natsumi lets out a sigh of relief as she sips her coffee whilst stepping into the workshop, wearing her black steel cap work boots and dark blue jumpsuit.
"Hey, foreman," she calls out, "what's the go for today?"
"You know I have a name rig-" the so-dubbed 'foreman' begins to retort before letting out a sigh, "Just services, really. Nothing new to learn today, hope you don't mind."
"Eh," Natsumi responds with a shrug, "the revision always goes well - I'm still working on getting quick with the service sheets anyway." She raises her mug of coffee up to her mouth and takes a hearty sip as she looks over to the one car up on a hoist from yesterday before she looks over to the clock mounted on the wall. She still has about 20 minutes before opening. "Maybe I'll go sit in the lounge and enjoy my coffee..."

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"All I'm trying to do is live my motherf***ing life. Supposed to be happy. You know... wear a smile on my face, but there's a demon inside."

Ward 7, 0250, near Kanto Park

Mitsurugi took a deep breath through his nose until he caught the smell of something, something that was not human. 'A ghoul perhaps?' He arched an eyebrow as he spotted the ghoul as he approached, muttering to himself about a job at a...coffee shop? "Hmmm...Coffee sounds good right about now. He looked up as he took noticed to him fiddling around his pockets. 'Guess he's looking for a lighter.' He sighed as his hand wriggled about to get into his pocket and pulled out a lighter. Resting it on his lap. "Hey, got a lighter? Left mine at my place..." He gave a light smile as he passed him his Zippo. He cocked his head to the side with a raised eyebrow, Analyzing the man that stood infront of him. Then he cast a gaze down the street passed him. Observing the street in case he was being setup or there were any CCG members out and about.

He looked back up to him with a light smile. "Name is Jekyll. Kinda late to be out here wouldn't ya think? Just to let you know," He paused for a moment. His voice never showing hostility but more or less respect for a fellow ghoul. "I have a three big rules while I'm here." He took a drag from his cigarette and blew out the smoke before raising his other hand with his index finger up. He would raise all three as he went through his "Rules" to follow while in his "Territory". Though he never liked the concept of owning territory." It just didn't make sense to him."One...No eating children. I don't like the concept or the idea of doing that to someone so young. Two...Never eat a pregnant woman. The child hasn't even come into the world and already becomes a food source? Not while I'm around. It's my biggest pet peeve when I see that happening. I already took care of someone who did that. And finally...Even though they ARE our food source. You still treat them as you would want to be treated. I expect you to follow these as well. But besides that I'm actually quite thirsty and famished." His face then turned to a mild frown. "I had overheard you talking to yourself about a coffee shop that your about to go to work at. Mind if I tag along?" He had a slight pleading look in his eyes, figuring this man was a bit on the kinder side.

[Assistant]
Karasu

7th Ward, Near Kanto Park

Karasu looked at the man as he took the Zippo with his left hand, he then raised his right hand to his lips placing his cigarette in between his lips as he then flipped the top of the Zippo open with a distinctive 'clink' sound before using his thumb to roll back the flint wheel causing it to spark and light the wick before bringing the flame to the end of his cigarette to light it before closing the Zippo and handing it back to the guy as he then took a drag out of his Cigarette as he then raised his right hand to his mouth to remove the cigarette as he exhaled and released cloud of smoke then listened to the guy introduce himself and then speak. Karasu took another drag of his cigarette before speaking "Nice to meet you Jekyll, You can call me K." Karasu then took another drag off his Cigarette before speaking again "Not really...I've got a job to get to and I do the night shift, And those are some pretty strict rules you got there...but I can't say I don't agree with them. They seem more than fair...and sure, the place is quiet at this time anyway..." With that Karasu began walking down the street towards the Coffee shop expecting the guy to follow

[User]
Sage "Kitsune" Forester | 20th Ward
A shrill beeping pierced the quiet apartment, ringing through the space and causing a small lump under the blankets to stir. One pale hand, small and delicate, emerged from the warm cocoon and fumbled around a moment on the nightstand before it successfully found the alarm clock and gleefully slapped at the snooze button. The quiet now returned and its mission complete, the hand rejoined its brethren under the blankets. The lump was still for a few minutes before a small sigh was heard and the blankets drew back a bit, one bright blue eye blinking sleepily at the far wall amid a tangle of silver hair. Further down the blanket fell before a small form slowly sat up and the blanket fell to rest on the lap of the small girl. Sage blinked and rubbed her eyes sleepily as her feet slid to the carpeted floor and she stumbled her way into the bathroom. The sudden light that accompanied the flicking of the switch made the girl blink owlishly for a few moments as her eyes adjusted before she looked in the mirror. A girl looked back at her, blue eyes bright and silver hair a tangle of curls falling to her slender waist. Sage frowned, hand reaching up to comb through her bangs before she gave up and turned towards the shower.

One hot shower and a bathroom was full of steam later, Sage was feeling a little more awake and as she put a pot of coffee on and got dressed as it brewed she wake up even further. She got dressed and hummed softly to herself as she brushed her hair. Soon she was seated at the table sipping contently on a cup of coffee. Once she finished she brushed her teeth and was out the door. After locking the door behind her she tucked her keys away and set off on foot towards the café. As she walked she breathed in the fresh air, feeling a slight ache in her stomach. She would have to feed soon and in another Ward to boot. There were only so many criminals she could feed from here and soon she was going to have to venture to new hunting grounds. As she reached the café she saw that the boss was just unlocking the door. She smiled at Ross and made small talk as he let her in. The girl put her purse and jacket in her locker, tied an apron around herself and flipped the closed around to open. She wiped down tables as she waited for her first customer, humming softly to herself.

[Assistant]
Norio normal day began with a nice hot cup of coffee followed by another cup of coffee with a cigarillo. He for sure wasn't one of those dreaded morning people. He usually needed three or so cups of coffee to even start the day. Today though he felt would be a good day. The weather felt nice, the temperature was perfect too not too hot, not too cold. He decided that once his coffee was done brewing he'd sit outside and enjoy it while he woke up. It would take a good hour or so before he finished it, but it was always worth it. While he was outside he'd watch the people walk by enjoying their lives. Not knowing that a war was happening right on their doorsteps. Norio at times wished his life could be like that. He for the most part enjoyed working for Hydra's Nest it was just those rare days were people that he knew or were under his command that died. Those days made him wish for peace between the warring factions. He decided that was enough thinking for the morning he decided that he would sit and enjoy his coffee and cigarillo while listening to some music. "Right now my days is pretty damn good.

An hour later he had finished his coffee and was finishing up his smoke. He walked back into Hydra's Nest headquarters. There were several people working doing various tasks. He walked toward the kitchen area of the building and placed the coffee pot back where it belonged. As he pulled his last cigarillo and lit it. He heard his organization's King speak asking if anyone wanted to accompany him on a hunt. Having it rest at the corner of his mouth. "My King." Norio said as he made a fist and placed it over his heart. "I'm not busy. If it pleases you I'll accompany you." He said hoping to annoy the king slightly.


[System]
Race: Togruta
Age: 34
Sex: Female
Affiliation: Jedi
Rank: Knight
Physical Description: (see above)

Mental Description: Peaceful by nature, Vishara does not enjoy fighting, but understands that it is a tool that must be utilized in certain circumstances. For this reason, she maintains extreme discipline with force and lightsaber usage, practicing both on a daily basis. She is a centered individual, but is fiercely loyal to the Jedi and the Jedi Code. She believes that the Jedi Code must be upheld to ensure peace in the galaxy, and grudgingly knows that she may have to fight to maintain its survival.

History: Vishara Aashtii was born on Shili, the homeworld of the Togruta. At a very young age a visiting Jedi discovered that she was force-sensitive and took her back to the Order for training. Despite hardly ever living among her people, she still retained their strong communal spirit, and thus devoted herself quickly to the ways of the Jedi, perhaps moreso than most. She lacks a strong sense of individuality, as she considers all Jedi to be one Whole, and each Jedi is simply an extension of the Whole.

Because of her strong devotion to the Jedi Order and her communal nature, she doesn't function well independently. She is known to get lonely easily, and does not handle isolation well. For this reason, she is never given missions that require her to work alone. She truly shines when working in a duo or a team, and will do whatever she can for the greater good of her companions.

Vishara's Jedi skills focus primarily on Force usage. She is adequate with a lightsaber, but typically uses it only for defensive purposes; she relies her wits and Force skill to defeat her opponents. For the most part, she avoids combat whenever possible. It is said that her skill with the Force is on par or superior to many Jedi Masters, but due to her inability to work independently or lead, she has yet to be advanced to that rank. The Council recognizes her natural talent for being a Jedi, but are not sure if she has the confidence to truly be a complete Jedi Master.

Equipment: Silver lightsaber with a plain hilt. Jedi Knight robes, same as those in the picture above. Basic gear.

[User]
Sesran awaited landing adjacent to the Command center, hidden among the Dark Jedi, anyone could fit in. It was more about your innermost beliefs, what you follow. Or what you understand, though the Sith code meant little to Sesran, similarities between his ideals and the Sith were too real. He used the dark side for personal gain, he would like to think that he serves no one, but aboard the transport cruiser masqueraded, he still served.

*Through passion, strength. And through it, power, and power leads to victory*

Such empty phrases muttered from others around him, perhaps dark Jedi who only attempted to meld with the dark side. Having similar wants or needs does not make it any better to follow blindly. Sesran knew where he stood. And prepared to drop. He had never fought with Jedi before, but slaughtering them would only bring him one step closer to his own victory. He would never be ecstatic. His emotion nearly stripped from years of torture.
He looked across the cabin to see a pale skinned, violet eyed Vahla girl, somewhat young for a mission as this.
He spoke from under his hood to her.

"What is it that you think about all these... 'Sith' here, some of these Sith in Jedi Robes. They may as well be Jedi with short fuses. Not to say they cannot be Sith, but their constant nagging of the code again and again. Would make one think they try to hard, and for nothing if they don't believe. What is it you believe?"
He waited for an answer.

(landing after inner conversation, or with anyone else.)

"There is no peace-" he said to himself before the transport landed. As he stepped to the ground below he spoke.

"Only adversity, and abhorrence-"

[Assistant]
RC-0666 or Beast as he was known by his comrades was being investigated, his last mission should have been a cakewalk but it turned into a blood bath, three dead commandos, thousands of dead civilians, and the objective was half destroyed. Beast was confined to quarters until the investigation was over, he knew the result before it even started someone had to be responsible for the dead civilians. He was going to be executed for his 'crimes.' He slept through the explosions, if one couldn't learn to do that one most likely never slept, besides his service was at an end. Beast was awaken by a trooper. "Get your ass out of bed commando and go kill the ones slaughtering your brothers." Beast jumped out of bed and ran to the armory. He donned his armor and grabbed his weapons along with as much ammo as he could carry he then found a Wookie bandolier he stuffed that full of grenades and draped it over his shoulder. He exited the building and headed towards the sound of blaster fire and explosions.

Felicia and Talyssa were in the city when the fighting began. Felicia felt the presence of the Dark Side. "They will be heading for the Temple Talyssa, we must ensure they never reach their destination. Remember kill them before they can kill you. When the battle is over and the dust clears, leave none of them alive." Felicia and Talyssa raced towards the Temple. They ran into a group of clones along the way. Felicia took charge of the clones. Felicia's group came across a group of Mandalorian mercenaries and a heavily damaged building completely engulfed in flames. Keep them in the shadow of the building. Felicia and Talyssa concentrated their effort on toppling the building. When the building fell not all of them were crushed some managed to be in an area where the wall was destroyed but that only meant they burned to death. One managed to jump out of the way in time, Felicia activated one of her Lightsabers and threw it impaling him in the heart. Just as the Lightsaber returned to her hand they were joined by a Commando introducing himself as RC-0666. "We have to defend the Temple. It and whatever these animals want must not be seized. Once we are inside RC-0666 you are to ensure there is only one easy way inside, destroy all other entrances and exits, funnel the enemy into a kill zone but be on the look out for them to make their own entrance. I must consult with any masters left inside." Felicia leads the group to the Temple.

[User]
Willo Assay

The battle had begun to draw closer. There were sounds of explosions and firing in the near distance, and she could see --just faintly-- the nagging glow of the lightsaber spectrum. Many guardians, many knights, all so eager. A few of the dark Jedi had charged in their impatience, but Willo remained in the back, pausing when the presence of another voice caught her attention.

The man looked as most of the others did, and she spotted the two lightsabers at his hips. He showed at least some manner of constraint, that is until he began reciting "the Code". It made her grimace, and when he walked off of the transport she gave him an answer to his question.

"I believe in few things, but I believe the most pertinent would be this. 'Through power I gain victory'," she said, the words holding such refinement that would come with years upon years of ceaseless rehearsal. "I suppose we'll find out today which of these eager ones is worthy, and which ones will die in chains."

With that she began to walk on towards the temple, but not before throwing a look to him over her shoulder. Despite his butchery of the Code, she felt in him an inkling of that rare o' rare potential. "If you come with me, perhaps we can see just how capable you are of breaking your own chains."

[Assistant]
Tucked away in a secluded room of the Jedi Temple, Vishara Aashtii was engaged in her daily ritual of floating meditation. She felt the Force channeling through her being, and allowed it to envelop her like a mother's warm embrace. It was a soothing experience, especially on days where she felt the yearning of her Togruta heritage to be in a community of her own people. This longing was one of the few emotions she had yet to master, and although she knew it was biologically driven, it frequently challenged her confidence.

Being part of the Jedi was better than being in a Togruta community, she knew. Although that life had an appeal of simplicity, she could never fulfill her greatest goal there--to foster peace in the galaxy. She knew total peace was an impossible goal to constantly chase after, but no place other than among the Jedi could she pursue it effectively and actually have at least a small impact.

These thoughts began to melt away as she fell deeper into her meditative trance, and soon she was not thinking of Jedi or Togruta or even peace; Vishara was simply existing, at one with the Force.

But then, disturbing her tranquility, a strange sensation washed over her. The Force seemed to shudder for a brief, almost undetectable moment--but Vishara's deep concentration allowed her to feel that something was wrong. Sensing immediate danger, her eyes snapped open and her hand flew to her lightsaber, but there was no other physical presence in the room.

Gently, she unfolded her legs and landed on the polished floor, her sandaled feet making a soft pattering sound as she stopped using the Force to suspend herself in the air. The strange sensation left her completely alert in the way only a Jedi could be--she tuned her senses to their maximum, assessing her surroundings in an attempt to understand the source of the Force disturbance.

Is it the Sith? she wondered. No, that is impossible, with Darth Sidious dead. Deciding that there was no immediate danger to her, Vishara allowed her senses to relax a bit as she left the meditation room and began heading in the direction of the Jedi Council chambers. Perhaps the Council knows what is happening. I must seek their advice.

Before she reached the end of the hallway, a loud explosion cracked through the peaceful ambience of the temple, followed by a violent rumbling. Vishara's golden eyes flashed back and forth to witness Jedi bursting forth from rooms or stopping in the middle of conversations, confusion washing through them all. A moment later, another explosion followed the first, and as each Jedi looked to one another, they understood in an instant that Coruscant was under attack. Knights and Padawans alike began rushing toward the Council chambers to await instruction, and Vishara followed diligently, suppressing the spike of fear that threatened to overwhelm her.

-=Five hours later=-

Vishara, along with a few other Knights, had been ordered by the Council to guard their chambers, should any enemy Force users manage to slip inside during the confusion of the attack. Thusfar, none had--the temple defenses were keeping the direct perimeter of the area secure. She hoped they would be enough. She felt no fear, no panic, no anger at the situation--the only emotion nagging at the corners of her control was the longing, the urgency of loneliness that threatened to envelop her if the Jedi were eradicated this day. She knew she must do everything in her power to stop such a thing from occurring.

Just then, Obi-Wan exited the Council chambers and looked toward Vishara and the other Knights guarding the area, saying brusquely, "Knights. Report to the temple's defenses immediately--they are in danger of failing, and they must not fail. There will be Clone troopers there to assist you. Remember--keep those defenses active, or the Temple will be destroyed!" With that, Obi-Wan departed, leaving the Knights to their orders.

Vishara glanced around briefly at the others, noting their names in her head as they all began sprinting to their new post. She would remember them, and fight for them as if they were blood family. None of them would die this day. The defenses would not fall. They could not fall.


[System]
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:
Full character artwork is pretty huge, so it just gets a link.
Homura is, at least appearance-wise, a fairly unassuming young lady high school student. She doesn't dress to stand out, most of the time, wears glasses, and has long black hair with very visible white streaks in it. Take your best shot, she's heard and deflected them all, by now. Homura is usually seen carrying a shinai bag. Its contents vary between practice weapons and her actual one, depending on the circumstances.

Possession mode appearance
When possessed by her sword, Most of Homura's hair turns white, and the streaks that were already white instead take on a luminous red hue.

Personality:
Homura, despite her name, is a cool and collected individual. She tends to remain calm in most situations and isn't the sort to back down from a threatening opponent. She is polite, kind, and dutiful, and takes her training seriously. Her somewhat detached approach to life can easily lead to her being "spacey", and it's not altogether inaccurate. She'd miss quite a lot if she didn't have a second set of eyes watching out for her.

Homura's life isn't all training in kendo to inherit the family's style and continue the family business as a youkai hunter. She enjoys anime and video games in her spare time, and plays some sort of otome game on her smartphone almost religiously. When particularly nervous or flustered, she has a habit of messing with her glasses, usually cleaning them.

Vermillion Harvest Moon (Mizuki)
Although "only" a sword, Mizuki deserves her own entry as well. She tends to view Homura with parental concern, and is often the one who has to warn her wielder of impending danger, especially of the supernatural sort. She's not above a considerable amount of sass when she does, either. She seeks to understand humans through combat, or so she claims. Of the two, she's often the more aggressive one, though beyond rattling in her sheath of her own accord, these aspects tend to only manifest when possessing Homura.

Abilities:
Homura herself is a more or less ordinary human, with the physical abilities one would expect. Also she has myopia, not that it's a useful ability.

Her family has been youkai hunters for generations, and she trains in the family martial and exorcism arts. She can write talismans, but she has little to no talent for imbuing them with actual power. She does have a knack for things relating to her own body. She can enhance her own balance and lighten her body, to remain sure-footed in any situation, and stand on surfaces that otherwise would not support her. She can also leap exceptionally long distances horizontally or vertically.

Homura's sword, Vermillion Harvest Moon is a tsukumogami. It has lived, and fought, for generations, and carries volumes of experience in combat. As a youkai weapon, it's also quite dangerous to youkai and spirits of various sorts. It is also perfectly capable of speech, even when not possessing someone.

Through contact, the sword can possess someone to act as its wielder (or, perhaps,to wield their body as an extension of the weapon). In the case of the youkai hunters of the Kiyohara family, ancient blood contracts render this possession into more of a collaboration, where the youkai hunter is usually still in control of their actions, and merely benefits from essentially becoming a half-youkai while under its effects, gaining increased physical capabilities.

Skills:
Homura is training in her family's form of exorcism arts, primarily using swords or unarmed strikes. She's as good as one would expect for someone raised in a dojo.

She can follow a recipe and cook well enough, and is also quite good at making tea. Decent calligraphy skills, from making talismans and charms. Reasonably adept gamer.
Equipment:
Vermillion Harvest Moon - The Kiyohara family's heirloom katana, and a tsukumogami in its own right. The spirit of the sword tends to go by the name "Mizuki."

Smartphone, glasses, stockings, etc. If it's the sort of mundane thing a teenage girl would have, she probably has it.

Brief Backstory:
Homura is an ordinary girl, her family just has an unusual job. They're youkai hunters, and have been for generations. In the modern day, the true calling is hardly as important as it used to be, but that certainly doesn't stop the passing down of the old traditions.

Homura began training from a young age at the family dojo, learning the ways of a youkai hunter. She didn't necessarily understand why she had to go through such harsh training, but she was in no position to question it, either. She'd never even heard of a youkai terrorizing anyone outside of fairy tales. Or maybe some of those bedtime stories were family history? Regardless, while there might still be a need for youkai hunters, both the hunter and the prey have gotten subtler and adopted modern methods of living. Her family runs a cafe.

As the current heir to her family's style, Homura wields the family sword, a tsukumogami blade. Given the state of her hair, she's definitely had occasion to do so in the past, as the longer one remains possessed by the sword, the more of the victim's hair turns permanently white.

While she avoided the repeated attempts of her high school's kendo club to recruit her, she was given an offer she couldn't refuse, when it came to the occult club.

[User]
Akari, too, stared. Entirely fictional? If something was entirely fictional, it couldn't take people away. If something entirely fictional was now taking things away, then it obviously wasn't entirely fictional. It didn't particularly matter if it was something being a copycat of this supposedly fictional person or what was going on, the oni just... didn't think it was possible to have a definition of fiction that extended to going around taking children.

Although, she didn't really want to argue with Tomoko about what was fictional and whether random bits of net lore counted as fiction anyway, so the small girl just frowned. "Bait? Like... sake? Sake is good bait..."

Especially for oni, but it also worked reasonably well on a lot of other things. Who could resist a free drink?

[Assistant]
Before Hina could start drawing, Kaori drew her into a hug and immediately alarm bells went off. Hina groaned and kicked her little feet ineffectually, whining and flopping against the spider like a suffocating tuna. As the ghost explained what she wanted drawn, Hina slowly realized that Kaori couldn't really do anything to her in front of Tomoko if she didn't want to be punished, and calmed down somewhat. She shot Kaori a glare and puffed up her cheeks, giving the spider a saucy 'HMPH' before shaking her head and looking down at her sketch pad. Even trapped in Kaori's arms, she could draw. Hina was a true professional in the end.

If Hina assumed that the ghost enjoyed karuta as much in life as she did now, she was probably from the mid 1500s at the earliest. This meant that the samurai armor she might be familiar with would be of a full plate style that had been adapted from European armor at that time, which was a better defense against arquebusiers than the previous lamellar style. This was just as well, because drawing the individual scales would be a hassle. In order to save even more time, she would give the ghost samurai a ghost tail instead of legs. This would also signal that this samurai was, indeed, a ghost, because it would be hard to make that clear otherwise. Why was a ghost wearing armor at all? Because it's cool, alright? It's a ghost samurai.

The details were largely left up to Hina, but given the description, she assumed it was something of a self-insert. Hina would sketch a girl much like this ghost in a semi-realistic style, because the ghost didn't seem to be up on modern trends. A manga-like style might just confuse her. Creating such a quality sketch was possible with the time she saved in other areas. Given that the symbol of a samurai is their sword, she opted to make it special and cover it in cool ghost flames. To finish it off, she created a stylized flower mon to represent the family this samurai belonged to. Hina based it off of a hibiscus, like the flowers on the girl's kimono, and zonked back to reality when Tomoko announced the culprit.

"Ah... I thought it might be her. Hachishaku-sama, right? She's really evolved from the old 2chan thread and become her own thing nowadays, huh? Originally she'd just possess and kill you, but due to memetic mutation..."

Hina trailed off as she handed the sketch to the ghost and winked.

"Don't spend it all in one place~"

She turned back to the rest of the club members.

"So... Foxboy locates her, then we set up the bait to get her to appear," Hina said thoughtfully, "hmmm... but who could we use that would be relatively safe, and might be able to get out of trouble if things get dicey?"

Hina casually went incorporeal to escape Kaori's clutches and paced around a little.

"Someone who looks like a little kid, but is experienced enough to take care of themselves. Hmmm..."

Then, she locked eyes with Tomoko, the light of mutual understanding flashing in her pupils, and approached the boss.

"No need to say anything. I get it... I definitely get it... I'll help you pick out a cute randoseru so you can serve as bait! I even have an elementary school uniform in my treasure room you can use! I know it fits me, so it will probably fit you."

[User]
"Hasshaku-sama?" Shina asked, looking toward Tomoko. Well, the Tanuki had never heard about it. "Tall?" So, this tall Youkai or ghost would kidnap children to... Do something. If it was a youkai she assumed that it would just eat them. "Entirely fictional?" How interesting. She reached into her clothing in her current diminutive form and pulled out her smartphone. She clicked on her device for a few seconds before looking up Hasshaku-sama. "Tall woman... Po... Alright..." The tanuki gave a small sigh before poofing back into her normal form. "So, we're going to get someone for bait.." She looked between Akari and Hina.

"Hmmm~ You know, I think a randoseru would look really cute on you, Miss Zashiki-Warashi~" Before the Zashiki-Warashi could notice, Shina was right behind her and wrapped her arms around the girl's shoulder. "If we dress you up in that elementary school uniform and randoseru and gauge the spider's reaction, I'm sure we'll know if you're like to be kidnapped~." She then released her and wandered over to the spider and patted her on the shoulder. "Look at that, Miss Spider, we can make good use of your deranged preferences in women... Or, perhaps I could say, lack-thereof." The tanuki giggled a small bit, enjoying being able to make fun of everyone a small bit.

Shina then wandered over to Homura rather quickly, "So, Homu-tan, don't you agree with me on that? Hina could completely be bait, right? What do you think~?" The Tanuki was lightly nudging the human girl in the side a small bit. "Too bad you and me are too big to be bait~" Shina teased, handily ignoring the fact that she could transform to look like a school girl.

[Assistant]
Shimizu Kaori
Playground

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"Hasshaku-sama...?" A name Kaori wasn't familiar with. Ugh, all these new modern youkai and spirits popping up making her feel like an old woman. What kind of Youkai was into specifically kidnapping little children anyways? Seemed rather like a nonsensical concept. At least the respectable members of the Jorogumo society had other motives...herself notwithstanding.

"Hmm? A randoseru? On Little Hina-chan?" She'd narrow her eyes at Shina. "You're backhanded compliments aside, I'm not sure I'd be a good judge. Hina-chan already looks perfectly cute and kidnappable~" She'd giggle as though she was proud of that fact, looking over to the ghost in question with a smile. "Hmm...but you do make an excellent suggestion." Immediately, Kaori walked over to Tomoko hands clasped together in front of her with an excitable grin.

"Tomo-chan, tomo-chan~! Let me take Hina-chan home~" She'd ask. "Ehehe, I can dress her up exactly like we need too! And I promise not to lay a fuzzy little leg on her. Please my ever so cute, adorable, smart club president and lovely Tomo-chan~ grant your little spider this request~?"

[User]
She was actually right? But that was just some internet horror story anyway, not a real spirit or the like. Well, there's no reason to discount eyewitness accounts, and no doubt something that unusual wouldn't be mistaken.

Homura still looked rather surprised that her hunch was even on the right track. "Huh, I honestly thought it was a long shot. But if Hasshaku-sama is completely fictional, does this mean we're actually dealing with something else? Something that takes its form from rumors or the like?"

The discussion did quickly go toward someone to serve as bait. Shina had the right of it, at least where Homura herself was concerned. "Yeah, given the current victims, I'm a bit out of the age range to be a good target. I suppose I could play big sister in case we want someone around to step in. Though given how some of these disappearances happened, I'd have to react fast."

She didn't have any strong opinions on whom should be bait, however. "All I can say is whoever's our bait, it's a dangerous, but very important job. I'd do it myself if I could, but since I can't, I won't try to volunteer someone, either."


[System]
Nickname: just Arin
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Powers/skills: Human: Telepathy Dinosaur: Can breathe ice.
Species: Human/Dinosaur
Crush: Ayaka
Relationship: Ayaka
Appearance(s):
Personality: Arin is a very nice guy who would go out of his way to help someone in need even if he doesn't know them.
Bio/history: TBR
Likes: The beach(either to watch the waves or meet Ayaka there), his girlfriend(loves her actually), anyone who is nice to him.
Dislikes: a certain necromancer he refuses to name(Hunter), anyone who purposely tries to anger him or hurt his girlfriend.
Other: If he is really angry, he will become a giant dinosaur. So if you're looking to be his friend, don't anger him.

Name: Kendra
Nickname: none
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Powers/skills: Plant Enancement
Species: She-wolf(my idea of a female werewolf)
Crush: none yet
Relationship: Single
Appearance(s):
Personality: Adventurous, imaginative, industrious, curious and loving.
Bio: TBR
Likes: TBR
Dislikes: TBR
Other: none

Name: Viktor Quintus
Nickname: Vik
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Powers/skills: Camouflaging, Blood Boiling, Force Blasts(Only uses this as a last resort).
Species: Demon
Crush: none
Relationship: Single
Appearance(s):  (without the chains of course)
Personality: TBR
Bio: TBR
Likes/dislikes: You'll find out at some point in the rp.
Other: none

Name: Vile
Nickname: none
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Powers/skills: Transmutation. and Portal Creation(he mainly uses this to get around).
Species: Demon
Crush: (Insert something witty here)
Relationship: (same as above)
Appearance(s):
Personality: Evil, cunning, persuasive and a trickster.
Bio/history(optional): TBR
Likes: Toying with the innocents and creating things.
Dislikes: Everything and everyone else.
Other: none.

[User]
Arin stood on on the beach, watching the waves while waiting on his girlfriend(Ayaka)

In the forest was a female wolf walking around. She was currently searching for some prey which mostly consist of small animals(such as birds, rabbits, etc). Kendra sniffed the air, hoping for a scent and finally smelled a rabbit somewhere nearby. She began her search for said rabbit.

In a dark alleyway in the city, three men(thugs) were trying to pick on another man who didn't seem fazed by any of their insults. Suddenly, all three men were blasted back against the wall. Standing over them was Viktor, smiling at yet another job well done as the thugs ran off to who knows where.

[Assistant] The door of the souvenir shop creaked open. A small doll walked in. The shopkeeper turned around, surprised. He stared at the doll, then an echoey voice rang out through the empty mouth. "Money. Or you die.". The doll pulled up a small handgun. "Ha ha, very funny. Get this robot doll out of my shop, pleas-". His voice was cut off by the sound of a gun. There was a bullet hole in his head. The doll collected the money, then wandered out of the shop to an abandoned beach hut. It entered through a small hole in the door. "Good work." Said a smooth, but emotionless voice - Damien. He rifled through the money stack with a cold smile.

[User] On top of a water tower, A young man stood there. Adorned in brown, torn trousers, and a bare chest, He watched over the city with a peaceful smile. Bat like wings, and a reptilian tail, with scales matching the color of his deep blue hair, rested behind him. His pair of Emerald eyes' staring at the ocean in the distance, however his expression would quickly change at the sound of a gunshot. Alarmed, Drake stood upright, trying to find the source in the streets below. While he couldn't find an exact source, He would swoop down off of the tower and into the street that the sound had originated to. Landing on the sidewalk, he looked around for any sign of violence or oddity. Finding no trace of a culprit, with only a dead store owner, I'd frown, trying to analyze the scene for any assistance on who committed such a crime.

[Assistant] Damien put the doll on a small shelf, then put the money in his jet black hoodie pocket and headed out. His face was mostly covered by a half-cover balaclava, so only his blood-red eyes shone through. As he was walking down the dusty street he noticed a small child playing with a teddy bear. Giggling subtly to himself, he clicked his fingers, and the bear began to attack the child. He entered a small store, paid for some goods, but not before making all of the toys being sold in the shop swarm the shopkeeper. He scratched his face, only to realise he had some blood on it. Some must have splattered on the doll. Unphased, Damien carried on walking.

[User]
Cambria smiled at the older gentleman and fluffed his pillows. She was careful not to catch his IV pole on anything as she laughed at the joke he told her. A few moments later she walked out into the hallway and one of the new doctors called to her, "Um, hey! Crap, you candystriper girl!"  Cambria looked up at him and followed his requests to move gurneys out of the ER for more incoming injuries.

There had been a big accident on the highway and many people were being rushed into the ER at St. Josephs. Cambria watched as a family was rushed in and there were multiple broken bones. The doctor ordered a portable x-ray machine asap. They thought there was a rib puncturing the little boy's lung. The portable x-ray machines was not working properly. It appeared to have the cord sheared through and couldn't be plugged in. It was the last one in the building and all others were in use. Cambria stood near it and put her hand on it casually supplying it with the juice it needed to work. Cambria smiled as she rolled the portable machine back and sent it to maintenance to be repaired.

She smiled to herself as she put her jacket on and left at the end of her shift.

[Assistant] Bartholomew snores in an alleyway, a system of cardboard boxes set up to resemble a house, yet he wasn't sleeping in it. he was sprawled out in the very back of the alleyway, passed out, snoring as loudly as humanly possible. he had somehow buried himself partially in bear themed clothing, something unusual, but not uncommon for him at least. he was known for good reason as the local loony hobo, because quite frankly, he was. Bartholomew was sleeping peacefully, until a gunshot echoes, being a heroic and smart person, he hides deeper in his bear-themed items. until he hears a child scream, and then proceeds to hide even DEEPER.

[User] upon furthering my investigations of the crime, Drake came across an alleyway with a strange scent to it. Smelling a bear, Drake was curious as to why there was such a wild beast in the middle of the city, hiding too. A forked tongue would escape his lips as he followed the scent to the pile of strange items at the very back of the alleyway. "huh" He muttered as his tail would slide away through some of the rummage, seeing some movement inside.

[Assistant] "I don't have any money!" Bartholomew shouts out to mysterious stranger, continuing to burrow into the bear related merchandise. "Don't shoot me!" he says before his hands shoot out of the pile, in a surrendering fashion.

[User] "uh, no I was actually looking for the source of the gun shot.." I said, confused at the stranger before. However I blew off his odd first impression and smiled. "So uh, whats your name?"

[Assistant] "Oh, i'm Bartholomew, a bear guy." He stick his head out of the pile, a goofy smile on his face. "So you're looking for the source of the gunshot? I didn't know people wanted to get shot in this town, weird." He climbs out of the pile, brushing a teddy bear off his shoulder.

[User] Ayaka had been in the forest, but decided to go to the beach. She figured Arin would be there as he always seems to wait there for her.

[Assistant] Drake looked at the strange, bear obssessed stranger, nodding. "Right right, uh, my name is Drake." His wings would spread out as he looked over his surroundings.

[User] "Nice wings, you into cosplay or something pal?" Bartholomew asks, as he steps fully out of the merchandise pile, nearly tripping over a bear t-shirt. "Anyways, just because you have cool costume wings, doesn't mean you're a vigilante, so don't go after gunshots okay? being shot hurts." he yawns and stretches, taking out a cup of murky liquid from one of the boxes.

[Assistant] He'd look at the figure quizzically, before lowering his wings and laughing at his words. "right right, I'm no vigilante, still. There is a lot of crime happening around here, you know?" I'd have a friendly smile grow on my face as my tail slithered to my side. "Ah well, it doesn't matter. See you later, Bartholomew. My name is drake just so you know." And with those words I took off into the sky in a sudden burst of speed.

[User] I look at the cup of murky water, frown, and then pour the water out. "Either i've been drinking too much 'water', or that guy is definitely NOT human." I shrug, and return to my pile of bear merchandise.

[Assistant] Cambria was walking down the main street in the city but she hated getting off of work at this time of day. She could get home faster she just liked the walk. The temperature was perfect this time of year. She always stayed on edge through certain areas no matter what time of day it was. She could feel the electrical anticipation flowing through her. She held her head high and practically dared anyone to mess with her.

[User] Landing on a nearby roof, Drake sighed to himself as he looked at the city below again. His illuminating, emerald green eyes scanning the streets. His tail would slither back and before behind him and he'd shift his gaze up to the sun.

[Assistant]
Matt adjusted his scope that he drew from his hand and animated for its current use. He continued to do so and look through the scope to get a better view of the magnificent site that was on the other side of the scope. To get a better idea of what's going on he laid down on the roof he was on and begin to draw what took place within the apartment building that was across the street. The half naked man grinned at the site and continued to shift from the scope to his piece of paper that he was drawing on. On the streets below a woman and her child walked passed the building our half naked friend was on. The child so happened to catch a glispe of Matt's scope and looked up seeing the pervert in action.

The boy tugged on his mother shirt and pointed in the direction of the scope. "Mommy! Does Santa usually lay half naked on top of roofs with a telescope!?" He asked sort of shouting. "Shit!" Matt heard the kid quickly barrel rolled off the edge of the roof to were he couldn't be seen. The mother looked up and just shook her head in disapproval and continued to walk with her child. Matt crawled as if he was on a battle field to the edge of the roof. He had to get the rest of his drawing finished. Sadly once he readjusted his scope the woman that was in the apartment was no longer in just a towel and was now fully dressed. "Damn it!" Matt cursed as he pouted like a child that didn't get candy when everyone else did. He reconstructed his scope and laid on the roof for a bit before leaving it.

He walked the streets scratching his beard thinking of his plans for the day. Where could a half naked man spend his time but at the beach or a strip club. Neither of which he decided to go with. Unable to decide he just walked in the direction of the nearest store to buy some booze. If his art peeping show was gonna be screwed by a nosey kid he can still hallucinate that a chick would still want him. A wide grin still present on his face as he continued on his path.

[User] Damien took out the small rag doll he had in his top pocket. He gave a malicious smile under his before sending it jumping down onto the street. The doll had a small blade embedded in the arm. The rag doll, controlled by Damien, wandered up to a man, then slashed the back of his heel. The man screamed and fell to the ground. People crowded round, and Damien slashed some of their feet, and they too fell screaming down. The doll climbed Damien's trousers and entered his pocket, as he ran away laughing maniacally. Causing pain and havoc was the only thing that made him feel emotion. The emotion was pure insane delight.

[Assistant] Hearing the screams Drake fly over to the source of the sound. While hewas too late to catch the culprit he was able to witness the victims all bleeding by their feet. For the first time in a while, a determined rage sparked within him, and he would fly over head to see anyone or thing that was suspicious. Being high in the sky he was able to locate a stranger, oddly dressed, and running off. Squinting a glare, Drake dash forward in the air, and would swoop down in front of the stranger, seeing a doll on his pants. "Pardon me" he said, trying to be polite but there was clear livid emotions in Drake's expression and tone.

[User]
Arin walked towards a palm tree and leaned on it.

Upon finding the rabbit, she pounced on it and picked it up her jaws. She bit down on it until it stopped moving and went limp. Satisfied, Kendra took her prize to a nearby cave and buried her rabbit in the dirt near the entrance. She went inside to lay down on the cave floor, smiling to herself.

Viktor walked out of the alleyway to find a good diner to eat at. He eventually found one titled "Whataburger" and entered the building before asking for a cheeseburger and fries on the go.


[System]
Cs
Gender: Female
Species: Kitsune
Age: 1000
Appearance:

Personality: Lilly is a very kind and caring person. She will do whatever she can do to help protect her people. She is very close to her father and never lies to him although she doesn't always tell the whole truth either. Lilly has been brought up with honor. She will always do what is right and judge those who do things that or morally wrong simply because it is the way her father and mother brought her up. She respects her father greatly as well as anyone else who is a leader of some kind.

Bio: Lilly was extremely to upset when she learned her father was going away to the Academy so in secret she too applied to go. She was relieved when she found out that she had been accepted. She waited for her father to leave before she herself had set out to the academy. She wanted to learn how to use her kitsune powers as well as be close to her father. She was closer to her father more than anyone, even her mother who didn't spend too much time with them but instead spent time in her own Kingdom and despite her visiting both parents often she still got along with her father much more than her mother. Lilly is still extremely young for a kitsune her age, being only 15 in human years at the very least.

Power: Dragon Physiology (Being half dragon)
Natural Abilities: As a Kitsune Lilly naturally has the ability to manipulate and control all elements except dark. She can also use a vast array of magic, most commonly illusion magic. Some Kitsune even have minor psychic abilities.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Friends:
Sentimental Attachment:
Weapon:
Other:

[User]
She Raven and Angela

Ravens and Vixens attacks hit doing various amounts of damage it was clear that plasma was the most effective way to attack this beast as the battle was coming to an end the beast rose up out of the ground once more this time badly injured it's once impenetrable armour gone leave valuable flash in its place Angela was staying out of it for the most part she didn't want to attract its attention once she snuck around behind it and swung her spear as it screamed in pain her sword hit the top of its head and began to slice it in two the sword easily cut though the worm and as it reached the ground it slashed open a hole and continued to cut the worm until it was cut in half the battle was done and now they had the time to address less dangerous matters In Raven and Angela walked over to Julia Angela spoke up fist followed by Raven
"That Fox is definitely a friend I sense no malice in it and it even aided us in our battle against the worm we should trust it"
"I don't like the look of that Raven flying over head it flew past here twice already and now it's flying over us for a third time i was think someone's using it to spy on us"

Ruby Rose and Yin Xio Long

Ruby smiled as the worm was defeated now she could focus on more important thinks she pulled out another book and began reading Yin on the other hand was disappointed
"Dame it it's dead already I hoped it would be more difficult to kill such a let down hay Julia I thought there was meant to be tough creatures in this desert where are?"

Lunar, Aladdin and Raven

Lunar and Aladdin stood down when they saw the worm die it seams they didn't have to do anything after all the rest of the team had felt with it before they had the chance the started to relax a little at least as much as one could relax when the fate of the world depends upon them while their being hunted by a group of insane law enforcers with more power then sense and a death wish Aladdin walked over to Julia
"Julia I have been waiting for a chance to warn you about sekhemi he won't just leave quietly he never dose he will be back with his army he will want revenge we should prepared for the worst"
As if on cue the Hawk Rouge sent arrived Raven quickly read it and looked to Julia "it seams he has already arrived with his army Rouge his tracking him down as we speak" she handed Julia the note as she finished talking

Rouge

Rouge listened to the girl her voice and heartbeat remained steady and her face showed no deception markers she was telling the truth
"Before that we need to track down the man who came though here with an army it's likely he plans to attack them I'll send a hawk to warn them but we should try to intercept him"
After she looked to her men "remain here and guard the portals when we find him I'll open a portal and call for you with that shade that shade tuned back to normal and headed into the woods tracking Sekhemi as Rouge followed close behind she jotted down her report and placed it on the Hawks claw and sent it off to find Raven she didn't bother to look back to see if the new girl was following her luckily a small team could move much faster though a forest then a large army and after a little while she managed to catch up to him just in time to see him and his army disappear with two others she had never met befor she took out two pieces of paper and placed them in front of shade who placed one claw on each and created a picture of each of the two strangers "maybe Julia will know who they are"

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Lilly

Lilly watched as the spirit fox possessed one of the worm's attacks and sent it straight back at it which greatly injured the creature allowing for them to finish it off. She smiled brightly and let out a sigh. She listened to Angela then to Raven. She looked up as the bird was flying away before looking at them once more.

"The fox certainly seems friendly. It could help us out in the future, but why is it helping us exactly?"

She looked towards the fox, wondering if it was going to give an answer at all before looking to Julia. Now that the worm was dead they could continue towards their next destination.

Miarikia

Miarikia watched as the worm died thanks to the help of the fox, from what Angela and Lilly said. She smiled and then looked up to where the bird was flying away. She watched it for a little before turning back to Raven with a soft laugh.

"I thought you liked Ravens, Raven. Still if you're right, let them spy. We'll take them down when we finally meet them, whoever they are."

She looked to Julia and waited for them to set out once more.

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Julia

Julia sighed when the worm finally died. She listened to everyone then looked up as the raven flew away. She slowly grabbed the letter and shook her head softly. None of this was good news, except for the spirit fox being helpful. She smiled and placed the letter away. It was time to move on anyway. Julia turned to everyone and waved her hand.

"Let's not dwell on those things. We can deal with them as we get to them. For now we need to hurry to Jeul. If we see Sekhemi, we'll deal with him. Chief Yoal will be keeping an eye on the Tree of Life and the Forest of Life, so he won't be able to get very far."

She walked quickly, leading everyone to the desert wasteland village. It didn't take them long to travel the rest of the way. Once there Julia slowly entered and looked around. She gave a smile as a woman came up to her.

"Ah, Judas. I was hoping to see you. How are you? Is Kat alright? We're on our way to see her."

The woman nodded and lead Julia through as she spoke.

"Yes, she's safe. She's already expecting you in Salazo City, but it won't be easy getting there. There are a lot of people searching for you. Once you go out of this village things are going to get really dangerous."

Julia nodded once more, she already knew this and had informed everyone else. She stopped by the village exit before looking around once more. There was nothing she needed here and they could pass right through.

"I know Judas. If anyone comes through here, ask for their name. If it isn't Rogue, then they aren't with us. Deal with them however you like but try to make sure they don't follow us."

Judas nodded and with that Julia walked on and out of the small village. She looked on to see the huge desert that was laid before them and then turned around to speak.

"Next stop, Salazo, the City of Magic. From here on out it's going to get dangerous. Always be on guard and be careful. Anything could happen."

She turned and was about to walk forward when a skeleton with a cracked skull slowly came up from the sand. He gave a soft laugh as he looked to everyone before speaking.

"Hey there buds, 'fraid I'm gonna have to stop ya here. My master wants to speak to you. It'd be a real shame if ya decided not to come. I'm 'fraid you'd have a real bad time. Ya don't want that now, do ya?"

He gave another laugh as he kept his hands in his pockets. Julia slowly turned to everyone then looked back to the skeleton. She was starting to get the feeling that this guy wasn't to be trusted.

Kuro and Yang

The two watched as the worm died, and followed Julia through the village. She was right, they would deal with the raven when they eventually came to it, but for now it wasn't important. It was straight in and straight out of the village, no problems there. It was once they got out of the village that they had problems. The two listened to Julia and nodded. When the skeleton rose from the sand Yang got in attack position while Kuro watched warily with Yoruichi. It was Yoruichi who spoke up first.

"Who exactly is your master, and what do they want?"

Then Kuro stepped up and spoke to him.

"Why didn't you're master come personally? We have an important mission and we can't waste time."

He looked to Yoruichi who still watched cautiously before looking back to the Skeleton before Yang called out.

"We just killed an Apocalypse Worm, we'll happily take care of you too if you don't move out of the way. We're going nowhere with you."

She stepped forward, ready at any moment but Sans simply laughed and shook his head slowly.

The Spirit Fox

The spirit fox followed the group and when the skeleton came, the fox landed on the floor gently. It knew of this skeleton, and it knew who the master was.

"Be careful of this skeleton, he's far stronger than you might think and his master is even more dangerous, but you are all in more danger than you realise. Prepare yourselves for a tough fight. "

It knew what was coming, and there was only so much a spirit could do.

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Anglea Raven Rouge Aladdin Yin Ruby and Lunar

After the battle with the worm Julia and the others briefly passed though a small village in the wast land once they reached the gates and exited the village they where greated by a small skeleton Yin looked to him"activity I'd love for you to try and give me a bad time i think it would be fun"Yin used air quotes as he said bad time showing how unintimidated he was

Anglea looked at him and had a bad feeling she had faced meny undead creatures and monsters in the past but this one was different "i think it would be a bad idea to underestimate this skeleton"

Raven nodded in agreement she could sense the dark power he possessed "he is far more powerful then he appears proceed with care"

Aladdin put his hand on the hilt of his knife while Lunar took a defensive stance ready to fight if needed while Ruby just continued reading already on her tenth book

Now that Sekhemi had got away Rouge opened up a portal to Raven and the others as she walked though it the fist thing she noticed was a strange skeleton and a number of her comrades getting ready to fight she passed a copy of the pictures to Julia while making her report to Raven all the while she had her hand on her sword and her eye on the skeleton

Sabrina

Sabrina and Sekhemi roude in her chariot with Beast her butler dozen Skeletons and two gorgons Vlad stood on the roof keeping watch while Katarina sat next to Brute who hald the rains while Cerberus sat on Sabrinas lap as she petted Cerberus head Galahad pulled the chariot though the sky once they spotted their pray Galahad flew down towards the ground as he landed Brute got off the Chariot and oped the door as soon as he did a dozen skeletons and the two gorgons got out and lined up six skeletons and one gorgon each side facing each just in front of the door right after the skeletons had lined up Sabrina stepped out still petting Cerberus she walked on the heads of the skeletons and once sh reached the end she stepped down and placed Cerberus down as she did he grew in size returning to his normal state while Vlad Katarina got off the Chariot Beast and Sekhemi got out as the four of them as well as brute walked over to Sabrina as thet Beast like Cerberus returned to his normal size as Galahad unhook himself and joined others behind his misstress Sabrina then looked to Julia and the others
"i believe you know my associat" she pointed to Sekhemi as she said that "so an introduction is unnecessary so allow to introduce myself"
She bowed then looked up with a creepy smile as she started singing

Sabrina looked to Sekhemi with a smile "this is your chance to prove yourself do not disappoint"
She then looked to Julia and the others with a smile "Me and my associat would like to play a game and refusing isnt an option"

Those who can see spirits would see the souls of Sabrina's undead mentions writhing in pain and thos who can hear them would hear their screams of agony as they playeded to be put out of their misery in between their mouffled screams

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Lilly walked into the village slowly, they didn't stay long, instead they walked straight through. When they got outside trouble seemed to come out of nowhere. First a skeleton rose from the sands, and she knew from a first glance he was different from most skeletons, stronger in every way. The fox was right, this skeleton was going to be strong. Then, all of a sudden somebody else came. The ruler of the Land of the Dead it seemed. The title fit her well, all the undead. She could hear their screams and cries of pain and suffering. It made her fists clench, these were the kinds of people her father wanted to stop. She then looked to Sekhemi, she wasn't surprised honestly.

"You sicken me, how someone could enjoy such pain and misery I will never know but at least I can say, they won't have to suffer for much longer. I think it's about time we step in and do something about it."

She didn't need to look to anyone else to see if they agreed with her. She knew already that they would side with her. They needed to stop her before she could make any other poor souls suffer like she had done with these.


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Gender: Male
Age/Birthdate: 21 (DoB: August 21, 460)
Appearance/Description: A young man with pale sunbleached hair and dark eyes. He stands at 5'11 and has a lithe build, though considerable muscle definition in his arms due to both working on a farm and swinging a sword. Can usually be seen in a red tunic with a hardened leather vest over it. Wears tan pants and heavy boots. He has a sword.
Background/Personality Blurb: Neighbor to a small farm family living on the countryside. He joined a local militia about a year ago to help keep both his home and the nearby town safe from bandits. While as a child, he favored use of swords in play fights, he turned the 'skills' he'd learned into a career as a militiaman. In spite of his occupation and spending a lot of time training and, in his youth, play sword fighting, he's a rather passive individual unless his family is at stake.
Class: Mercenary

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"Oh, okay, I see, it's just going to be pile on Felix day, huh? Come on, gimme a break, I helped, didn't I?" Felix asked in a jovial tone as he swatted gently at the poking hand. "I mean... Even if I did... Kinda get lost at first because I'm bad at the whole smoke signals thing..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, my protégé," Emmerich sighed as he stood up. "In any case, much as I'd like to stay around for the meal, I'd like to get back and put together a report on today's incident." He explained. "Well, I hope you kids don't get into trouble. And Miss Katherine, if he causes any issues, you have my graces as his CO to give him a good smack on the head." With that, the older man climbed atop his steed and rode off into the sunset. Like a hero.

"... Huh. How dramatic." Felix said, scratching the back of his head as he looked up to the sky once more. "Anyway, just... Thinking of trying to change up things, you know? Do something different. I guess it's safe here though, to just... Try it." He kept his eyes wide open, looking to the stars, which were just barely visible in the darkening sky. "Hm... Hey..." He pointed up. "Look at that. It's a meteor shower!" Sure enough, the starts of a meteor shower were visible in the sky.

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"Every day is pile on Felix day." Katherine smiled, "And how is it that I, a Cleric, know the military smoke signals better than you do, Felix?" she chuckled.

She smiled at Emmerich, "Very well. Farewell, Commander." she waved at him as he left.

Kathy looked back down at Felix, "Like what?" she frowned at him, "What brought this on? Seems a bit out of the blue, even for you." she looked up at the stars, "So it is.... A rare sight indeed."

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"Hey, maybe sometimes a guy just wants to move forward, to say something to someone that they've been afraid to, you know?" Felix asked, a bit of red in his face, thankfully masked by the warm tones let by the setting sun. "I mean... Hey, sometimes you've just gotta do it, right?" He asked, stretching. "But... Maybe not right this second. Still gotta think about stuff. And... Maybe wait till I'm in something less... Corpsey." He sighed, looking down at his uniform. "Anyway, the smoke signals are hard! I mean! I still have to go on patrols and train, so I don't have a ton of time to read up on them!" He said.

"Besides, you're the smart one, not me! Always been that way since we were kids, hasn't it?" He asked before sniffing. "Ah... Smells nice. Seems like food is ready. Man, I'm starving!" He chuckled.

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Katherine rose an eyebrow at him, "Felix? Ohhh, is there a girl you like? Tell me all about her!" she shook her head, "They aren't that complicated. They're meant to be simple and quickly understood so people can prepare to fight or flee. And I can't imagine training is all that demanding. I thought you liked to fight, so that should be easy, right?" she asked, poking him in the ribs with a chuckle, "And yet here I am saving your butt."

"Not really. It was only a few years ago that I started to be able to beat you at chess. And you still do win most the time. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses." Katherine smiled, "Yes, I suppose we should go eat and then get some rest." she said, standing up and brushing off her dress.

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Katherine awoke to a strange sensation on her leg, it was kind of itchy and burned a bit. Quite possible one of the strangest feelings she had ever felt. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked at her leg, lifting her night dress up to look at her thigh. It was still rather dark and she couldn't see well, but she could clearly make out a sigil. She could've sworn it looked familiar, but she had no idea how or why it got there. Was there someone in her room?

She looked around, finding no one. All was quiet. She wasn't sure what to make of it, and decided it was best not to mention it. At least until she figured out what it was. Kathy tried to go back to sleep, but had difficulty for the most part. She couldn't stop thinking about the sigil, and she didn't get anywhere with it either.

The sun finally came out and she got out of bed. She took a bath and put on some fresh robes for the day. Kathy also decided to wrap up her thigh where the sigil was. She wondered if Felix or Emmerich knew what it might be. Maybe she'd ask him once he woke up. He had decided to stay the night there, in the guest room, since he was too lazy to go back to town.

For breakfast they had leftovers from the feast. It was still just as delicious as it was last night, but Katherine was clearly bothered by something. She sat at the table, stirring a bowl of stew, her face lost in thought.

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Felix blinked as he headed to the dining room with Katherine. "I... I can't really say." He admitted, uncharacteristically sheepishly. "And maybe I'm just a bit more clever than I am smart!" He said, blowing a raspberry.

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Oddly, Felix didn't show up for the meal. Normally, whenever the young man was there, the smell of food would always bring him to the dining room in mere seconds, but for whatever reason, he didn't come out until he was called, and when he did, he looked like he had some kind of a resin stuck on his hands, and he looked tired, as if he hadn't slept the night before. "G'mornin..." He mumbled. He resisted the urge to rub his face, and his fingers looked to be glued together. He wandered over to a wash basin and stuck his hands in it several times, the material quickly dissolving in the water. He walked over to the table and took a small portion of the food, then looked to Katherine.

"Huh?" He blinked. Felix looked over to Katherine. "Something the matter?" He asked, a dreary tone to his voice.

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Katherine jumped, apparently very startled, so much so she almost dropped her spoon. She looked up at Felix, "Oh! Good morning, Felix. You don't look like you slept much." She looked down at his hands, "What....what were you doing all night? You should take a nap."

She glanced at her parents, they seemed to either have their backs turned or busy with farmwork. She was unsure if she should tell them about it. "I...no, I was just thinking a lot. I guess I let my mind wander too much." Felix could probably tell she was lying. Well, sort of. Suffice to say he could probably tell she wasn't being entirely truthful. "What were you doing though?"

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Felix looked off to the side. "Nothing important, don't worry about it." It was blatant that he, too, wasn't being entirely honest, but it wasn't out of spite or distrust. It was the same sort as the time he'd claimed he'd forgotten her sixteenth birthday, that he'd been hiding that he'd tried to put together a present.

And failed miserably.

But that was besides the point. "Today's my day off, anyway. I can get some rest later." He said with a yawn. "Besides, I just lost track of time working on something. That's all. Nothing to worry about... But you seem like something's worrying you." He said, leaning over the table. "Come on, it's still me, you know you can tell me anything." He whispered.

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Katherine giggled and whispered back, "You're even worse at lying than I am. Seriously, what were you doing? As for me, uhm....I'll show you later after breakfast, okay? Maybe you know what it is."

She ate and then lead Felix where they'd be alone. Away from peeking eyes. "Don't tell anyone about it, okay? It feels so familiar, but I can't place what it is...." she said, hiking up her robes to her thigh, she blushed a little bit, realizing what she was doing while taking off the wrap she had on it. "It appeared last night. What do you think it is?"

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"Sorry, I really can't say," Felix frowned. He seemed like he wanted to, but something was holding his tongue. Regardless, he finished the light meal and they eventually made their way to a secret spot they'd once set aside, years before. The smell of dust mixed with the familiar aroma of the cheaply carved 'furniture' hit him, flooding the young man with memories.

"So, what's this all about, anyway?" Felix asked, turning around. When Katherine started showing her leg, he looked away with a yelp. "Ah... Jeez, I..." He reddened, but eventually, when peeking through his fingertips, he saw the mark.

"Ah... Yeah, that's..." Felix crossed his arms, looking away soon as he could, trying to get his face to resume its normal color. "Well..." He grabbed his sword, not removing it from its scabbard. "Look at the pommel," he said. Sure enough, the same mark was on the pommel of his sword. "Old man Emmerich might know what this means... He gave me this blade when I became a member of the militia."

[Assistant] Katherine frowned, rewrapped her thigh, and lowered her dress, "Why would that randomly appear on my thigh? Maybe that's why it felt familiar? And he might, I guess. Emmerich is probably back in town by now since he has a horse. It'll take us longer to get there, since I don't think the farm has horses to spare for travel....what should we do?" she asked, clearly concerned.

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Felix ran a hand through his hair, then winced. He pulled a small clump of resin that had stuck on his hair out, then shook his head. "Well..." He mumbled. "Maybe we should head to HQ and ask him." He said. "We don't need to tell Emmerich everything. Just ask him what it is. I mean... I would guess the symbol is important in the capital, since that's where the old man says he got the sword. He's probably still resting from yesterday, so I'm sure he'll be there." He affirmed, before resetting his blade. "Come on," he said. "Don't want to waste any time!" With that, he headed out of the secret space and started in the direction of the Prima Markets.

Once in town, things seemed off somehow. People didn't seem vibrant as usual, and there was an air of unease. "Hmm..." Felix mumbled. "Wasn't like this last night..." He said under his breath. When they arrived at the headquarters, they saw something peculiar. There was nobody in the front room. "Huh? Nobody home? Hey, Emmerich! You here?"

There was a moment of silence, before the old man came out from the back room. He seemed tired. "Ah, Felix... It's your day off. I suppose you're here because you heard the news..." He was covering his face, and since Katherine hadn't spoken up, he hadn't seen her.

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Katherine nodded as she walked beside him, "Yeah....everyone seems confused and...sad I feel? Did something happen?" she tried smiling at the townsfolk, but they barely smiled back or waved at her. It worried her even more. She thought they were fairly fond of her.

She followed Felix inside and smiled at Emmerich, "Good morning, Commander. How's your arm feeling? And what news? What happened?" She was very worried now. It was rare to see Emmerich in such a state.

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"Oh, Miss Katherine... You're here too." Emmerich sighed, uncovering his face. "I hadn't thought there a reason aside from you knowing the news to be here, but..." He sat down and picked up a hilt off the desk, holding it to help keep his arm limber. "Anyway, my arm is alright, just still a little weak... You two should sit down though." He sighed, preparing a few glasses of tea before he began to speak.

"There was an incident last night," Emmerich explained. "In the capital city... As well as through the country, an insurgent group made a sudden attack. His majesty, King Alphin, as well as his heirs, so far as we can tell, they were all wiped out."

"You're kidding!" Felix stood up, slamming his hands on the desk. "How is that even possible!?"

"... It was an organized attack. The insurgents employed a magic known to originate from Volin, to the east, which was amplified by the meteor shower last night..." Emmerich said. "It's not known how they obtained this magic, but... It's a mess, and the country is in disarray. I do not think the gravity of the situation has hit our small town, but it's likely all of Iris will be thrown into disarray by all this. So we're going to start reorganizing the militia and beginning a conscription to defend Prima. That said, Captain..."

"Wait, Old Man... You just said Captain..." Felix mumbled.

"Yes, Felix... Captain. Due to the issues, you've been pushed forward from standard infantry to a captain for the militia."

Felix slammed the desk again. "Hold on! Were you going to ask me about this!?"

"Felix..." Emmerich sighed. "The Lord required me to name 4 new captains in restructuring. You are the most capable soldier under my command. This isn't something I can have you say no to, especially after all the fighting I've had to do to even allow your promotion."

"... Ugh..." Felix slammed a fist on the desk, then turned and headed outside, to be met with a sigh from the veteran militiaman.

"I suppose that went around as well as I could have expected..." Emmerich sighed, before turning to Katherine. "I'm sorry about all this... So tell me, Miss Katherine... If you didn't hear of the news... Why were you two here?"