[System]
Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personality: Abigail is extremely stubborn, and hates when people tell her what she can or cannot do. Unless she's close to someone she comes off as cold or aloof, but when she truly cares she'll put herself in harm's way to protect others at a moment's notice. Due to a sheltered upbringing she has trouble relating to others, and opening up has always been a problem. Also thanks to her younger days she's relatively ignorant of the world and wants to see everything that was denied to her when was younger. She's crazy over women with long raven wing hair, and has no idea how to talk with them.

Devil Fruit:
Strengths-The Dendo-Dendo(Zap-Zap) Fruit Gives the user the ability to generate and fire red electricity from their body as well as manipulate all electrical fields, and electromagnetism from the surrounding area.

Weaknesses-
*The Dendo-Dendo Devil fruit is affected by standard Devil Fruit Weaknesses.
*Since the Devil Fruit's power is mainly electricity, it is powerless against insulators like glass, plastic, rubber, and wood.
*Due to the complexity of her devil fruit Abigail's control over her power is minimal and so far she's only capable of manipulating the electrical energy her body produces.
Techniques-
Dendo-Dendo Snake Abigail holds up her left hand and lets lose a blast of electricity.
Dendo-Dendo Python Abigail puts two hands together and lets loose a massive blast of electricity. It's several times more powerful than the Dendo-Dendo Snake, and drains her after use.
Dendo-Dendo Rattle Snake Abigail infuses something she's touching with electrical energy which causes bodily harm on contact. She usually uses this ability with her sword.
Dendo-Dendo Porcupine Abigail releases a burst of electricity that shoots out from all over her body with sparks travelling up to a foot away.

[User]
"Last marine?" Abigail blinked. The adrenaline from her attacking her crew mate's killer was still flooding her system. She looked around and finally noticed the man, still face down on the dirt, looking like a child, at least the back of his head had taken on a child like appearance to her, but that was probably something else. She decided not to question it.

"Still here?" She muttered. "Should probably kill you, but you didn't stab me in the back when you had your chance and I don't want to live with the guilt of being as a cowardly assassin as the rest of your group." She gave him a hard whack with the flat side of her blade and the man's unconscious body relaxed. Abigail watched him for a moment to make sure he wasn't faking being out like a light and when she felt comfortable he wouldn't get back up turned her attention to the remainder of her pirate mates.

"That's done." She seethed her weapon. "So what's the plan? I know we're going to go after the rest of the marines but what's the best way to go about that?" She put her hands on her hips and looked down at the base. "I hate to say this, but maybe the best way is a three way approach? I'll play the role of a distraction and you two could take different routes into the base and...." A short pause. "Well, that's just my idea."

[Assistant]
Actually Abi that is not too different than what I was planning, with the exception that I was thinking of using larger numbers. A forty-seven way approach if you will.  Asus knew that releasing all of his remaining "combat hornets" would be risky since it meant he only had a few left,the twenty-five he never sent into dangerous situations so that they could repopulate if necessary.

But they should be able to find the Marine captain and be harder to spot than the pirates. Of course any hornets that failed to spot their target would take a long time to return but he was certain that Abigail and Zypha would be able to protect him for a while. So he gave the forty-seven hornets to look for a man wearing a Marine Captain's coat and to return to him immediately once they found their target or after thirty minutes had passed.

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 47/50, dead hornets 3/50

[User]
As the hornets made their way to the Navy Base, they saw a few trees nearby the base. It looked like a rectangular cube of concrete. The entrance gate was shut, with Navy flags nearby to indicate that it was indeed a Navy base. As the hornets looked around the building, they would see several small windows on the sides. There was nothing at the back of the base. As the hornets looked through the windows, they saw the room which the pirates would enter first if they were to go through the main entrance, which was mostly empty. A small room. Further ahead was a small metal door which was shut, not appearing very sturdy. At the windows at the far ends, on both the left and right sides of the building, they would be able to see two large rooms.

They both appeared to be empty and looking exactly the same. There were two doors in both rooms, one at the beginning of the room and one at the end. These doors seemed to be made out of a different metal then the first door that the hornets had seen in the room at the entrance to the base.

The bees that attempted to go to the roof of the Navy base were met by a rain of bullets. Fortunately, none of them were hit. There were 5 marines atop the roof near the entrance, accompanied by two cannons. One on their left side and one on their right. They also had a small wall in front of them to take cover behind. It seemed that, without Asus's hornets, they could have ambushed the pirates and possibly caught them off guard. "Oi, remember what Yami said! If there's hornets around, that means the Hornet devil fruit guy should be, too! Keep a lookout!" A marine shouted. It seemed that the only way into the base was to go through the main entrance. There was no sign of Yami and his officers. Of course, it was possible that there were more rooms within the base, as the bees only had sight on some rooms on the sides of the building.

After Asus's hornets informed Asus, he informed the rest of the crew of the layout of the base. It was clear what needed to be done. If they wanted to get in, they had to get through the main entrance. Of course, the gate was shut, but perhaps there was a way to get past.

[Assistant]
Asus was surprised how fast his scouts returned but he wasn't gonna complain. "..... and that is all the info I have, nothing about the captain unfortunately. So does anyone ha an idea about how to actually get in?"If he was honest the Hornet Human would still prefer to just run, but that wasn't an option so the crew had no choice but to go on the offensive.

However if he had to fight he was glad he had at least both Zypha and Abigail with him, not only because they were both good fighters but he might get the chance to impress them both.

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 0/50, dead hornets 3/50

[User]
"I have to admit the base has some decent defenses. Only one reliable way in and two cannons on top to attack invaders." Zypha bit her lip as she thought about the best way to get inside. It was unfortunate but there seemed to be no way to sneak in, also the cannons would prove bothersome. She considered asking if Asus could just use his hornets to take out the marines on the roof but they were no doubt already on the lookout for the insects and any loses to their forces could prove fatal.

It wouldn't be that hard to bust through the entrance if there were not those marines and cannons on the rooftop. Quickly she considered the layout and what was around. There were a few trees near the base, they would be the key to figuring this out. She quickly spotted the closest tree to the base, located on the right side. It was a little too far from the building but if she could manipulate the marines she just might be able to find a way on top.

"Alright guys, here is my horrible idea. Asus those idiots will no doubt be spooked by just the sight of your little buggers. If you can just have a few of them buzzing around it could help serve as a distraction. They don't have to do anything, just be seen. Abi," she said, shorting her name just cause. "When you see an opening go for that main entrance and force your way inside. Meanwhile I will be heading for that tree over there and grabbing their attention. If I play my cards right it should be a simple task to trick them into giving me the stepping stone I need to reach the top and take care of our Navy friends."

Even if her plan worked as the only member who had a chance, that wasn't an insect anyway, of reaching the roof thanks to her weapon, it would be a 1v5 battle. Still they had to be cocky sitting all prettily on top of the base like that which would work to her advantage, in the end it was up to her skill and wit. As for the other crew members they would have to enter the base as quickly as possible to bring the fight inside so they wouldn't be able to spare any reinforcements up top. "Once I begin the assault you guys have to move quickly or we'll fail for sure. You think you have the guts to do something this stupid?"

[Assistant]
Asus had to agree that Zypha's plan sounded good, but he didn't like that she had to go up against five enemies at once. He did have an idea to help her, but that simply wasn't an option considering the height of the roof.  "It"s probably our best plan, but I would feel a lot better if we had a surefire way to deal with those marines up there. Too bad the roof is too high for me throw one of my Tama's otherwise I might have been able to distract one of them.

Well at the very least they weren't going to go in blind and the marines did waste a lot of their bullets, though on the other hand they would be expected so staying unnoticed would be impossible.

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 0/50, dead hornets 3/50

[User]
"Sounds good to me." Abigail poked the down marine with her foot just to make sure he wasn't going to get up and bash her head in when she wasn't looking. After a few seconds of his body staying sprawled out limp she was satisfied and nodded to herself. She arched an eyebrow and tilted her head down at the fallen foe. "I wonder." She squatted down and started panting the guy down. "Maybe he has keys for the door? It would suck if everything went perfect for us and we had to stop at the door, or maybe its like you said, easy to bust through. Never can tell but its better safe than sorry."

The redheaded woman stood up and looked at what was left of the crew. "Since nobody has any better ideas I say we get to this. The longer we wait the better the odds will be in the marines favor since they've got numerical advantage. Really, you could argue the only reason we haven't been killed yet is because they got spooked and ran for cover. Any moment they could realize just how dumb it is for them to stay in that base and come storming out for us." She shrugged and started moving towards the marine's compound. "Since I don't want to stand here waiting for one of those marines to get the bright idea to start sniping us from here, let's hurry up and do this."

[Assistant]
Zypha smirked, gave a nod to both crewmembers and Bee-lined for the tree. To make sure she seemed like she could be an actual threat she took out the pistol, carrying it like she intended to find a good spot to strike from. As she made her way toward the base of the tree she made sure to zig-zag quite a bit to avoid any bullets that came her way, she certainly couldn't afford a bullet wound before getting on top of the roof.

"I'll give ya numbskulls to the count of 10 to give up or we're gonna storm your base and show ye what your insides look like! 10! 9!..." She started the countdown as she raced toward the tree. At the count of 4 she managed to position herself behind the base of the tree. Now it was all up to her skill, if she could judge the exact timing of the cannon barrage she would jump up, race toward the top of the tree as it started to fall toward the base, and make the best impression of a daredevil, acrobatic ninja she could to get on top. She made sure to at least let the pistol peek out from behind the tree so the marines knew she was right there at the bottom, an easy target for a cannon.

"3! 2!-"

[User]
Asus knew his hornets weren't gonna be useful when it came to taking down the Marines, the roof was too high to throw anything on and letting them hover out of sight wouldn't work due to the noise. Still they might help in making it impossible for one of the non cannoneers to hit her which was better than nothing, even if it was unlikely they would reach in time to make a difference.

 "Bachi Bachi no Kamen." He sent out ten hornets without to blind one of the Marines not working of the cannon. After all even if they couldn't reach they might still make for a decent distraction especially of one of the rooftop sitters saw what happened the first time he used it.

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 10/50, dead hornets 3/50

[Assistant]
Abigail waited for the Asus to let his hornets fly before moving. She hurried over to the opposite side of the building Asus was. She couldn't get a good shot at the marines but she didn't need to. All she had to do was make sure they couldn't get a cannon shot at Zypha. "Okay. Here's the best distraction I can do." Her body glowed with red archs of electricity that slithered around her like millions of quick little snakes. "Dendo-Dendo Snake." She muttered as she raised her hand and let loose an arc of red lightning over the roof.

She probably won't hit anything, actually she was almost guaranteed not to do any damage, but at least the marines wouldn't be quick to their feet, even if they heard the hornets, because then they'd be jumping right into enough power to fry the average human being.


[System]
Extras
Character Quote: Something they say a lot or live by
Theme Song: What would be playing when they walk up if we were in a movie?
Aura Color: Lavender
Scent: From strongest to weakest: Perfume, grass, animal urine
Anything Else:

Nor Dunadkar

Character Summary
Aliases: The Barber
Age: 120
Race: Mountain Dwarf
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Place of Origin: Arian
Gender: Male
Class: Fighter

Stats

Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.

Strength: 14
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 20
Intelligence: 8
Wisdom: 9
Charisma: 9

Physical Attributes
Height: 4'7"
Weight: 185 lbs
Build: Muscle
Eyes: Cobalt
Hair: Obsidian, thick and wavy; kept very well groomed, short and stylish.
Skin Tone: Earthenware Clay
Racial Abilities:Infravision 60,
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Yes
Day To Day Attire: When he's traveling, which he does quite often, Nor wears very thick, sturdy clothes. They don't wear or tear too easily, provide protection against the elements and tend to be made of cheaper material than fine clothing. When he's not traveling he wears thick, study clothes. They can be used a long time with little to no fuss and tend to be made of cheaper material than finer clothes. 'Sides, when you work with Dwarven hair fer a living, thick clothes keep ya from feeling itchy all over.
Strengths: Indomitable Will, Swift Fingers, Strong Memory
Weaknesses: Gimpy left knee, hemorrhoids, thin-blooded

Psychological Attributes
Arrogant * Team Player * Greedy * Dependable

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Technically married. It's a long story
Personality: If there's one thing in life that you have to learn, it's that you always need to look out for Number 1. A lot of folk, especially traditionalists will go on about how important it is to be in a group, the support you can provide and blah, blah, blah. But these same people will gladly double-cross their own flesh and blood for a bit o' gold, property and land. Even if they pretend to hide it, they know what's really important.

You know who'll never go against your best interests or try to manipulate you? Yourself. And you know how you can protect yourself from gettin' stepped all over? Power. Get some power and they may snub about your attitude in their head or behind your back, but they'll come to heel when you call.

Now it's important that ye don't misunderstand what's being said. People can be useful and nice to have around. Sometimes you even need to trust em with yer life (usually when under risk of being wiped out by a buncha green blokes out fer blood), but try not to make a habit of it, and always be ready to cut down the guy before you afore he can.
Habits: Scratching his beard, Laughing Menacingly
Hobbies: Hunting large animals
Fears: Oceans, Lightning, Vampires
Likes: Tidy Hair, blood, money, revenge, knives, children
Dislikes: Unkempt hair, liars, cowards, jewelry, cold food, randomness

Skills
A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges

* Intimidation: Self explanatory
* Animal Handling: He knows how to work with animals
* Profession (Barber): He's good at the trimming and styling of men's hair. He could probably do something with lady hair if he tried
* Weapon Proficiency (Knives): Stab, stab, stab
* Shield Proficiency: Luckily it will protect me
* Weapon Proficiency (Polearms): Stab at a distance

Magic
A listing of spells, their descriptions - casting times, elements needed to cast, expected damage, any draw packs to casting - Limit 5 for single class, limit 3 for dual class - magic classes only
* Dwarf: He can't use magic because he's a non-spellcaster dwarf.

Possessions

Possessions Generally On Person: Clothing, coin purse, money, etc
* Traveler's Clothes: Boots, tunic, Trousers, Cloak, standard stuff
* Coin Pouch: For small purchases
* Utility Knife: For not stabbing people
* Masterwork Dwarven Straight Razor: Sharper than George Carlin's wit
* Item: Description
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Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items
* Dwarven Combat Knife: It's big, wicked and more than enough to gut a human clean
* Tower Shield: Big enough to completely hide behind if he kneels right next to it sideways. Makes an effective battering ram.
* Item: Description
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Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items
* Full Plate: Made with traditional dwarf forging techniques, this full suit of armor is definitely tough, but Nor doesn't wear it without having occasion to
* Item: Description
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Animals: Have a horse or bird? Limit 1 non bonded
* Mule: She pulls the cart. Her name is Dorka

Pack Contents: What do you carry in you pack when traveling
* Small Cart/Wagon: Nor doesn't actually have a pack, but a wagon that holds things he needs for business inside
* Barber Items: Kettle for heating water, shaving cream, boar hair brush, Chair for sitting in, small and large towels, hair scissors, combs and brushes
* Survival Stuff: Bedroll, 10 pints oil, Two Week's feed, 2 weeks rations, lantern, Firestarter, 50 feet of rope
* Money Stash: Where the serious dough is contained. If you touch, you get stabbed
* Item: Description
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Magical Items: Limit 2 low level
* Deluxe Shaving Cream: Anywhere it is applied, it prevents razor burn
* Floating Mirror: About as large as a human face, it'll stick in the exact same position it was let go of.

Potions: Premade or prepurchased potions - limit 5
* Cure Light Wounds (5): Sometimes you nick yourself while shaving and you don't want to wait for it to heal
* Cure Serious Wounds (2): For more serious occasions
* Grease: The wagon wheels get stiff occasionally
* Item: Description
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Creation Materials: Anything used to brew potions or for alchemy
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[User]
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Kyra  & Sana
Location: Tavern
Interacting With: Various
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 "You sure you can handle it?" Kyra asked as she sat there and finally got a bite to eat. It wasn't anything from the kitchen, just from her personal stores but it was something. She wasn't about to order a meal, she wanted to get to the tower as quickly as possible. Sitting there waiting for someone to cook something, then bring it out, then eat it, then pay.... Yeah, that wasn't going to work for her.

 Sana just nodded and glanced over towards the door as some of their group returned. "Yeah, I got it," she said without looking back at Kyra. Kyra cocked a brow but let it go now that others had returned. Sana looked down and rearranged the arrows in her quiver. She wanted them set just right if she need to go for them. After that she checked her boot laces to make sure everything was set. Now that some were back it wouldn't be long until Kyra was pushing for them to leave.

 "Well do what you need as quickly as you need, soon as the rest are back we are leaving. We want as much daylight time as we can get. Potions might have to wait, don't know how long it will take you to make those but if you just gotta pull something from the beetles, then I suggest you get on it," Kyra said to Thomas before tossing the last few bites of her jerky down to Ash who took it in a single snap of his jaws and horked it down.

[Assistant]
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Keystone
Location: Salarn Streets -> Crossed Swords Inn & TavernInteracting With: His Thoughts

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 Wordlessly, Keystone stalked back up the thoroughfares and pathways of Salarn, en route to the Crossed Swords Inn & Tavern. He was a bit ahead of the one hour time limit imposed by Kyra. While not 100% happy with the fat that someone was arbitrarily giving him orders, he understood that this undertaking was a thing he was voluntarily a part of, and if the others would not organize of their own accord for the betterment of their common goal, then one of the bigger dogs in the pack had to start barking at the others. It was the way of things.

 Not that Keystone minded. In pursuit of his short term goals, he was just as comfortable taking the lead, following the leader, or stepping to the side. His long term goals... were a different story. When acting in the interests of his plans for himself for the future, he was nobody's lackey or footstool. Even if he had to stool some feet or lack it up in the meantime.

 Kyra was not as demanding as some of the tosspots he'd worked with/for in the past. She just seemed overly sensitive to other people's bullshit, intentional or not. Perhaps a thicker skin would do her some good. Naturally, the only way to grow a thicker skin was to apply pressure and wait for the body to react. Well, Keystone was nothing if not a force of physical pressure. Yes. Yes! He would strive to Just Be Himself, for the overall betterment of his new friend Kyra.

 As he strode back to the Inn, he reached into his pockets. There was a set of two large, black knuckle dusters. So black they seemed to pull in light around them. He regarded their craftsmanship; they were unique, masterfully formed. Purposed to destroy armor, constructs, barriers, stone even, while remaining quiet as a whisper. They turned him into a pummeling juggernaut, but limited his options. He quickly put them back into his coat pockets. Maybe another time. Silver, apparently, would work better.

 Before long, Keystone was pushing open the doors to the Crossed Swords, his coat repaired, hopefully his brass knuckles all shiny with precious metal.

[User]
Cyne & Nor
Location: Salarn & Crossed Swords Tavern
Interacting with:Keystone & Kyra and Sana
How does one react when somebody they were talking to suddenly bursts into a fit of hysterical laughter out of nowhere at something said that wasn't meant to be funny? Anger or sadness might be there, but concern and confusion were chief reactions that lead to other emotions such as the initially stated two. This was no different for Cyne who stood and watched in silence as the giant of a man almost suffocated himself with laughter. A bit more and she might have had to end up performing some form of CPR on him, and although his strength was admirable and he had that exotic accent, Keystone was not high up on the list of people she wanted to get mouth to mouth with.

"Yeah, we should probably get back with the others." She agreed as she followed behind the larger man. Cyne's perception of time was passable, but not perfect, and she'd rather not push it and end up being late. "You didn't strike me as the book-hunting type."

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 Nor barged into the inn, decked head to toe in iron. Only his face remained uncovered, simply because he had the faceplate raised up. No need to trap one's head in a sauna when there was no sign of danger nearby. His expression was a good deal more grumpy than previously seen.

"I was waitin' outside for a good quarter of an hour. Thought we were all meetin' up there before headin' out. Armor might have lots o' paddin' underneath, but it still be a good conductor of cold." He couldn't exactly climb up into a chair given the amount of extra encumbrance he was loaded down with, so he had to content himself with leaning against the wall as he waited for the rest of the party to show up.


[System]
Age:
20

Magic:
Drill Magic
A magic that allows the user to rapidly spin their body, or just individual parts such as limbs or digits. Drill Magic can allows the user to move quicker and even fly when used properly, as well as actually drilling through solid objects. The rapid spinning motion adds more power and speed behind attacks. Enough spin can even turn a simple attack deadly.

Magic Level:
B

History:
Beatrix Valente was born to Miguel and Janet Valente. Both Dark Mages of the guild White Hydra. Along with the title of Dark Mage, Beatrix inherited her father's Drill Magic and strength. While she was being raised and trained to be a Dark Mage, she was being raised in the guild alongside a young Maddox Colburn. The two were born several days apart and the only two children in the guild, so it was inevitable they eventually befriended each other. Only this was after Maddox was initiated as a Dark Mage, as she didn't care for him while he was still a slave child.

While Maddox only pretended to enjoy his future career, Beatrix actually did want to become a Dark Mage like her parents. Due to their similar age and their friendship, they often worked together as kids when out on illegal jobs. At ten years old, Janet Valente was ambushed by the Magic Council and was accidentally killed when she resisted. This left Beatrix with only her father as family, though she viewed the other members of White Hydra as family. As she was a few days younger than Maddox, Beatrix was more or less considered the baby of the guild, so it was clear that the others were close with her as well.

Her general life of crime and sin came to a screeching halt when she was eighteen. While out performing an assassination job with two other guild members, Maddox destroyed the entire White Hydra guild and all those inside it. Including her father. When the small team returned to find the guild hall destroyed and all the dead bodies in the ocean, they were totally shocked and blindsided. It took some time to discover the culprit was Maddox, as he was the only one unaccounted for among the dead. While the other two surviving White Hydra members decided to call it quits, having no friends or guild to turn to anymore, Beatrix decided to stay as a Dark Mage by herself and avenge her father's death.

The years after this have been spent trying to find Maddox Colburn. Of course, a life of lawlessness has led the Dark Mage to live like an outlaw. Constantly stealing things she needs to survive and simply breaking into homes to find places to sleep. Her journey to find Maddox was mostly dead ends and useless information, but several months ago she happened upon an old copy of the Weekly Sorcerer, which featured Maddox inside it. Discovering that he belonged to the famous guild Phoenix Wing, Beatrix crumpled the magazine and made her way to Magnolia.

Personality:
Full of energy and brash, even somewhat vain. And of course: highly aggressive. These are all ways to describe Beatrix. Her generally volatile behavior is perfectly accompanied by the fact she has a constant desire to break rules and laws. She is prone to do as such on mere whims, ranging from simple boredom to having one of her angry fits. While she is headstrong and not much of a thinker, she does have common sense and the capability to think before acting. This is just a rare occurrence, not a totally impossible feat. She has a soft spot for sour candies and cute animals, but not much else. Though generally despicable in her acts, she does have a strong sense of family and friendship. It's just that she has so far had family and friends of immoral aptitude, and she has thus followed suit. General anarchy is her favorite environment and she will often make the effort to change the environment around her to fit that quota.

Team Members:
None. Not like any would really want to join forces with Beatrix anyways.

Three Strengths:

1. If Beatrix has one thing going for her, it's her raw physical power. She hits like a truck.

2. The versatility of her magic allows her great ease for navigating difficult environments.

3. Quite speedy, even without her magic. Fast and agile.

Three Weaknesses:

1. Not the sharpest tool in the shed.

2. A little too quick to act. Brash.

3. A tendency to focus on only one thing at a time.

Greatest Love:
Sour Candy

Motivation:
To destroy the man that killed her father and ruined her life.

Appearance:

Beatrix stands at an unimpressive height of 5' 9", making her middle-of-the-road in stature. Her clothing choice varies often, but she typically prefers to wear a style similar to that depicted in the image above (short shorts, revealing tops, etc). She almost always wears tall, black boots with black laces and her signature greaves. She has a black guild mark on the right side of her right thigh, about midway up. While travelling or outdoors in general, she often conceals herself in a purple hooded cloak to help evade unwanted recognition.

Additional Details:
Beatrix Valente has a standing bounty of 200,000 Jewel in just one of the towns she has a bounty in, given to her by the mayor of Regala, the town that White Hydra used to bully the most before its destruction. She is wanted in several cities and towns across Fiore for infractions ranging from petty theft to aggravated assault to vandalism and even destruction of property. Regala is the only town she has charges for murder in. The Magic Council is yet to post its own warrant for her arrest. And of course: theme song.

Supplementary List of Spells
Note: All foes hit with any of her spinning attacks will also be spun themselves. The sheer power behind each blow makes blocking a difficult and painful task, but successful blocks or simply being strong enough allows a victim to resist the spinning effect.

Drill Magic: Breaker Fist - A powerful haymaker punch with the influence of her magic. Her arm spins rapidly as she makes the punch, adding to the pure power and speed behind it. Enough power, in fact, to break steel.

Drill Magic: Swiveling Blast - Similar to the above spell, only performed with a wide kick rather than a punch. Even more powerful than her Breaker Fist with slightly more reach, but also somewhat slower to perform.

Drill Magic: Spinning Propulsion - By rapidly spinning her lower body, Beatrix propels herself through the air. This allows her to move even faster than running and she can even fly like this. It must be noted that she cannot hover like this, as she always has forward momentum. This can be used to add even more force behind her attacks as well as for maneuvering around her environment. She can make her entire body spin to go even faster, though this limits her attacks to only charging directly at a foe to cause damage.

Drill Magic: Air Burst - Beatrix rapidly spins her arms after putting her hands together directly in front of herself, facing an enemy. After spinning her arms for a moment, gathering the air around her and spinning that along with her arms, she shoots the spinning, compressed air at her foe by splitting her arms apart. Her only form of ranged attack, and it retains the same power as any of her regular strikes. However, due to being a different composition, it has different ways to get around it. Moves at high speed and is actually quite wide.

Drill Magic: Burrowing Mole - By rapidly spinning either her lower body or both arms above her head, Beatrix can actually function like a drill and easily carve a path through the ground. Her drilling capability allows her to easily go through stone, and go through steel with difficulty. Hitting an opponent while using this spell has a different effect compared to the other ones. While her other attacks inflict blunt force trauma, this attack is actually "sharp" and will not only cut opponents but can completely impale them.

Supplementary Combat Details
Martial Art Style:
Beatrix doesn't use a named art as he form of melee combat. Rather, she uses her own self-developed style that is reminiscent of Western Boxing, placing an emphasis of a combination of light and quick strikes to open up an opponent to a heavy, hard-hitting blow. While her most common form of striking comes from her fists, her most powerful strikes are from her legs. Her leg power makes her sweeps highly effective when she uses them. While her martial art is unnamed and self-taught, it has been proven to be of a comparable status to the more traditional fighting styles.

Aside from the basic striking plan mentioned before, Beatrix's body actually has a lot of motion in her fighting stance. This allows her to bob and weave around attacks with greater ease, allowing follow-up strikes and counters. When it comes to defense, her preference is to dodge rather than to block. But she keeps her arms in and will block attacks that are aimed toward her face/head and attacks aimed toward her center of mass (with her legs more so than her arms). The general rule of her combat style: quick upper-body movements and strikes, strong lower body blocks and strikes. Due to her natural strength, and especially when amplified by her Drill Magic, even her light jabs have respectable power. Much how her style is unnamed, she has no named techniques to attribute to her martial art.

Supplementary Records
Criminal Record:
Her rap sheet has no shortage of marks. Cities and towns all over Fiore have her name on file for various crimes committed in their territories by Beatrix. The most common crimes being theft, aggravated assault, and vandalism, though she has committed far more than just those. It should be noted that she does have several murder charges related to assassination jobs of the past, though those are few and far between. Different cities have different bounties for her capture, with the highest being 200,000 Jewel in the town of Regala, and a cumulative bounty of 376,000 Jewel. Despite her "impressive" records, no actions have been taken against her by the Magic Council.

The Weekly Sorcerer:
Beatrix was featured in a brief article on up-and-coming Dark Mages that are potential threats to how magic is perceived but also don't belong to a guild. She was only mentioned by name without listing any deeds or providing any pictures.

[User]
Karn
Fiore || Kabo || Council Library
Interacting: Penny

Karn blinked softly as Penny shouted angrily about his father, his emerald eyes watching the angry expression on the fire wizards face before soon calming down a little before going blank from emotion as she looked to the fire. The blonde boy smiled softly before he turned to look at the flames.

"I know I need to not let it control me like that. It's dangerous for someone like me who loses it like that. Dangerous for others even. It just, may take me a bit. I made her go out there, there is no denying that... And even though I probably should hate my father, I don't. I still love him. He was a good man. Just sometimes, people lose themselves when they lose someone that important. So if it takes my family thinking I am dead for them to recover, then that's fine. I'll watch from afar. And gain new friends for me to care about and protect the best of my ability." he smiled warmly.

He wasn't sure what he was getting himself into with being in this guild, but he would never know if he doesn't give it a chance. Even just for a little bit, he wanted to spend his last moments with people who were a little like him. Wizards. And a family of them.

[Assistant]
Trinity had been watching the fight closely from above, an Ice Arrow notched in her bow. She takes a deep breath, relaxing her muscles and waiting. She would know when the moment was coming. Just the way she'd been taught. It was no more than a small voice in her head that triggered it, when she began to take aim. She lifted her bow, aimed, and drew her arrow taught. She would know the moment when she saw it...

She looses the arrow when the moment feels right, just as Maddox kicks for the lizard's chin. The arrow splits as it leaves her bow, forming two Ice Arrows, and she aimed to hit the foe while he was stunned from the kick.

[User]
Lazarus chuckled a little. "White is holy. I guess holy isn't everyone's thing." He ate a chip, before sitting on a stool, rubbing the back of his head. "jeez. The rest of them surely should be finishing things up by now." he punched his palm. "They're taking so long, because their strongest team isn't their!" He said cockily.

He continued with the little girl. "I think purple would suit you, little one. Cute, but effective." He grinned. "You have to tell me more about your magic, do the souls you call upon have memory of their past life? Or are they just puppets?" His question sounded horrible, but he just had to know.

[Assistant] Penny sighed softly, staring into the flames. The warmth of them, the light was a constant reassurance to her. "it's still not your fault, Karn. And your father should never have blamed you, nor punished you for it. In anycase, the guild will accept you simply for you. It's a good guild" she said softly, moving a few fingers, and watching the flames dance and flicker in response.

[User]
"I knew I felt magic here," a voice came from the door-less doorway. The mysterious young woman from before, the very same one that damaged the Hall, was standing like a silhouette in the middle of the entrance. She took a few steps forward and pulled her hood back on her cloak, revealing her face for the four standing in the wrecked room.

She brought a hand out from under her purple cloak, notably covered in golden grieves, and brought it to her chin."Either not everyone is here or this Phoenix Tail is a lot smaller than I imagined..." she mumbled to herself, mistaking the guild's name. After her conjecture, she pointed to Lazarus, being he looked the eldest, and began walking forward again. "White guy. Where is the rest of your guild?"


[System]
Bravo of the Sedent Tribe Barbarians

Age: 20

Physical Description:

* 5'9", 150#
* Physically fit, strong.
* Inverted triangle body type. Lean and healthy.
* Aloof, pale gray eyes.
* Dark hair, kept uncut and unstyled.
* Various scars.

Personality:

* Independent, impulsive, haughty.
* Cunning, but completely uneducated.
* Very emotional, with bad coping skills. When feeling an extreme emotion, he will bottle it up until he unleashes it in a single outburst.
* Disdainful of those not of his tribe. It was his tribe's custom not to respect any outsider's property, person or laws that they could not enforce.

History:
 Kengetar is a young man of the Sedent Tribe Barbarians, who have gone countless generations unconcerned with the rise and fall of the Yalla Republic or any other nation thanks to there remote Southern location. The Sedents are a brutal tribe, and xenophobic to boot. Adulthood in the Sedent Tribe is achieved by ritual tests of pain endurance and participating in raids upon their neighbors. The Sedents are protected from reprisals by their fierce fighting ability as well as their fearsome reputation. Kengetar remains in an awkward stage in life, as he is now considered an adult, but has not yet married or settled into a profession. This is in part because he has not yet performed a deed noteworthy enough for honor, but also because his unfettered emotions have cause elders in his tribe to consider him too impatient for a trade, and too dangerous to be let alone with their daughters.

[User]
Kengetar had been listening attentively. Most of the names were meaningless to him, except for Tella-Un. According to legend, Tella-Un was a sacred land where the Gods made their dwelling on the fiery mountaintop of Un, and was the center of the world. Though many of the names meant little, Kengetar understood the situation perfectly. In times past, a chieftain of his tribe had once insisted on taking multiple wives, and it had ended in much the same way. The feuds it had sparked were legendary, and grudges were held to this day over it.

When Melody placed her hand atop his, he started at, but did not withdraw from the unexpected contact. He looked directly into her eyes, and held the contact. There was no madness or deceit there, only sincerity and... Deep in her eyes, like a distant star, shined a light that was not wholly sane. He liked it. Kengetar still did not understand why she could not challenge and duel Gwenneth herself, and the promises of treasure and exodus still seemed like a wild dream, but given he was her captive, it did not seem he had much choice.

He turned his hand palm up and squeezed her hand. Her hand was warm, but calloused from hard riding and combat. As he slipped his hand away, their different roughnesses caught on each other, prolonging the contact. He rose to his feet, and still looking into her eyes, said, "Yes, I will do this for you." Kengetar said nothing more, for his word was his bond.

[Assistant]
Melody hadn't expected Kengetar to actually clutch his hand, even if the moment had been short. Again, as she had when first she'd seen his impressive manhood dangling before him, Melody found her mind overwhelmed by lewd thoughts of things she could be doing with him other than eating, drinking, and telling stories. But their hands separated, and Melody forced the lustful thoughts out of her brain.

"Yes, I will do this for you,"

She smiled slightly, responding only, "Good."

Melody stood and moved to the tent's door flap, speaking to someone beyond it. She returned, and a moment later Broon entered. She told him, "Kapiten, please escort our guest to one of the Sedent tents." She looked to the officer, asking, "How many are erected?"

Broon's face filled with an expression of confusion. "They are all erected, m'lady ... for your people."

"I think we can spare one tent, can't we Kapiten?" Melody asked; of course, she really wasn't asking. Broon nodded.

Melody turned to Kengetar again. She studied him a moment, during which she found herself thinking This is either the greatest idea I have ever had or the worse ... and if it's the latter ... I have not long to live.

"You are free to return to your people, Kengetar," Melody said, adding with emphasis, "Without shackles." She looked to her Captain; he once again sported that confused expression. She ordered, "You will remove the bindings on the Sedent, Kapiten ... now."

As expected, Broon didn't immediately react, but after a long moment, he dutifully nodded and saluted, saying before he turned and left, "Yes, m'lady."

Melody looked to the barbarian again, turned sideways to him, and gestured a hand politely toward the tent's exit.

[User]
Kengetar nodded and exited through the flap. Outside, there were still dying flutters of activity as camp preparations ceased. The village had been completely transformed. About the burned out husks of wooden dwellings, tents had sprung up like fungus around carcasses. Eventually Kengetar found the large tent where his people had been herded into. He recognized it for being the one with guards posted at each corner. It was high, long, and brown. Inside, his people were huddled together in darkness. As he entered, people looked up at him with gaping mouths, amazed to see him enter cleaned and dressed in finery.

As Kengetar stepped his way through the crowd, looking for the chief, he saw that people were already organized in a circle in the center, having a hushed conversation in the Sedent dialect. Good, Kengetar thought. A Council's already started. This makes it simpler. He stepped into the circle and sat down as astonished onlookers cleared him a space. The chief, dignified in his many tattoos and immaculate topknot, carefully regarded Kengetar before speaking.

"Kengetar," he said slowly. "We thought you had been killed. And when we were all unshackled and brought into this tent, well, we feared the worst. But you seem to have been at some venture. Tell us your tale, for everything learned may help us reach a decision."

"I was not dead, merely wounded during the assault," said Kengetar, trying to control his emotions. Displaying emotion at a Council meeting was a faux pas. "When I awoke, I was put to labor on certain meaningless tasks until I could barely stand. After this was done, I learned that I had been selected by their leader, a woman, no older than me, and brought to her tent." As Kengetar spoke, a woman who had managed to smuggle a comb was straightening out his tangled hair. He took a breath before speaking again.

"She told me that she needed me for her plot of revenge in some familial feud. I did not understand the specifics of it all. She promised me wealth and the freedom of the Sedent tribe in exchange for cooperation. I was bathed, fed and clothed, and sent here."

The chief interrupted before Kengetar could launch into the next part of his speech. "But why can she not seek revenge herself? Why pick you, and why make these promises and give you such treatment?" he asked.

"As to your first question, I can but guess. There may be something in the ways of Northerners that prohibits doing one's own work. As to your second..." Kengetar hung his head bashfully. "I believe she is, uh, smitten with me." There were chuckles and smirks at this statement, and an arm of someone on his right gave him a congratulatory slap on the back. Kengetar disliked being at the center of such sport, but he allowed the moment of levity to pass, and loosen the tension in such dark times. The chief, however, remained impassive.

Kengetar took the lull in the conversation to launch into the next part of his speech. "Her plan requires us all to travel with her, and pose as slaves!" Immediately the jocular air in the tent soured, as the listeners scoffed in disgust. "I am not naive! I know that her promises of freedom seem unbelievable!" Kengetar pleaded. "But right now, playing along is the only way to prolong our lives! And thus far, she has at least made a show of keeping to her promise. We can use this time to regain our strength and prepare. I will stay close to her, and learn and gain what I can for you. If I learn that there is no hope for our release, I will signal by calling twice as the crying dove, and once as the sea hawk. Then the plan of escape will be in your hands."

The chieftain said nothing for a while, frowning and stroking his chin. He did not like accepting any plan that he did not come up with himself, but he did not see any other option. "Very well," he said. "We shall put it to a vote. All who agree with Kengetar's plan, raise your hands." Around the tent, hands went up. The chief counted them; there were far more hands up than down. "And are there any voices who oppose this plan?" he asked. No hands went up, and no voices spoke out. No one had any better ideas. "Very well. We put our fates in your hands, Kengetar," he said.

Kengetar relaxed. The Council disbanded. Others who were listening during the meeting, came up to him and asked questions, which he tried his best to answer. He also went around and gave away the articles of clothing he was given to those who needed it most. They could be used to warm the cold, or bind the wounded. At the end of it Kengetar was back down into nothing but a loincloth.


[System]
Birthdate: 11/29/3124
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Fair
Species: Human
Possessions: Medical kit (spell gloves, various healing potions & creams, bandages, sticky tape, thermometer, safety pins, tweezers, scissors), herb pouch, elemental robe, casting staff, spell tome, Chester repeating crossbow
Relationships: Employee of the Crown, owed & repaid a life-debt to Queen Vali, ex-agent of [anonymous] on probation, crushing on Rhayven
Skills & Abilities: Spell healing, resurrection, botany, anatomy & physiology, stealth techniques, self-defense

Info: Born and raised in the village of Ulster in northern Drakengard, much of Rose's life growing up was spent helping people recover from orc raids. When a particularly massive raid wiped out her whole village, leaving her as the sole survivor, an anonymous agent recruited her and brought her north to the then-populated Kingdom of Ispar. In the years after, she traveled the rest of the world, learning healing techniques from the various races until she came to Drakengard to study at Durvain Academy. A chance encounter with the Queen led her to change employment to the Crown, where she serves to this day as a Royal Doctor.

[User]
The prince just nodded as he went to pick up the further supplies for the travel. He eyed the room as he began to move without a single thought, only a passing courtesy formula to the king and queen present. "I will be on my way to get supplies then. With your permission." He added as he walked towards the armory, his eyes lingering on the stance of those others present.

Already chaos and dissent, huh. It's gonna be herding cats at this rate. How come you forgot the detail about foreigners? If so who called them? That is not suspicious at all.

[Assistant]
Knight
The Imperial Library was one of the largest in the world, though you couldn't tell by looking at it. The place was a veritable maze of bookshelves and corridors, and you only ever saw a small fraction of the whole place at any given time. Allegedly, a remodel was ordered to make navigating the library simpler, but until then, the employees continued to find part-time work as tour guides.

Rose approached the front desk. Behind it sat a woman in conservative attire with an unflattering set of glasses. The name plate on the desk said George.

"Can I help you?" said the woman.

"Yes, I'd like to speak with the librarian, please."

The woman leaned forward and folded her hands. "What sorts of books are you looking for?"

Rose smirked. "Ones with pages in them, preferably. Do you know any?"

"In this library?"

"Good point. What about records of the Anciet Artifacts?"

The woman pushed up her glasses and whistled low. "I'd better find the librarian. Wait here."

Rose glanced back at Rhayven and grinned. "I used to come here often for medical research, and at the time, most of the research journals I found had pages missing from them. They weren't missing them when they got here, so...you can fill in the blanks."

The woman came back with this vast, burly man in tow, whose arms were nearly as big as the assistant's whole body and whose towering height would even give ogres pause. He braced his hands on the desk, earning a serious warning shriek from the offended furniture, and rumbled:

"What do you want?"

Rose brushed a hair back as she fumbled through her notes. "We're looking for records about the Ancient Artifacts and their locations, like any ancient documents, transaction records....anything you have."

George dipped his head in thought. At length, he stood up and motioned for them to follow. "Come." He led them down the twisted corridors of bookshelves until he gestured to a certain section. He said, "This is just about everything around that war period. It's not much, but it's all we have. Enjoy."

With that, he stomped off to leave Rose and Rhayven to fend for themselves. Rose scanned the titles.

The Lost War: A Retrospective
Magic Corpses? The Horrifying Secret of Mana!
The Knight and the Fairy
War & Peace & A Thousand Years of Dirt
Records from Midhaven Please handle with care!
The Septra Papers
and a handful of others.

Rose pulled out The Lost War. "You start from that end, and I'll start from this end. Actually, since there's not very much here, and there's a table over behind us, why don't we just take everything?"

She pulled out the whole section, stacked it atop her existing pile of stuff, and balanced it in her arms. It started to tilt...
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Queen Vali inclined her head. "I owe you that much. We shall commune later, then." She watched everyone leave the room.

Once the room was empty, she turned to King Alexander and clutched at her heart. "I feel wretched," she confided, "not only because our daughter is gone, but because we made those two knights feel mocked. What should we do?"

Alexander pulled out a chair and sank into it. "Talk to them, at the very least. They'll be valuable assets on this mission; I almost think we should have pretended we invited them.

"No. I believe honesty is more important, whatever the cost. Perhaps we could invite them for real?"

"After the fact? It would feel more like a pity invitation."

Vali ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "Maybe I could pay them a visit on the down-low and hear them out first. They'd be more inclined to believe our invitation if they first knew we understood why they felt hurt."

Alexander nodded. "Do it."

The queen went back to her room to change into her traveling clothes. She stopped by the armory to fetch a sword for defense, where she found Darvus picking out equipment for the journey. She leaned against the doorway to watch him.

I wish he wouldn't go, but...gosh, he's so responsible when he's not playing the delinquent.

Vali sighed and folded her arms, a subtle smirk forming on her lips. "I guess you're pretty dead set on going, eh?"
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@Darkwatck01
The nearest pub was "The Mangy Mug," but the cleanest was the Brewer's Guild Hall, or just "Brewer's" as it was more commonly known. The birchwood floors were waxed and mopped daily, and the wait staff kept the tables tolerably clean all day long. Considering the quantity of alchohol served at the establishment, a suprisingly high number of its patrons were sober. Perhaps it shouldn't be so surprising - this guild hall served as the de-facto hub for adventuring knights. Here, the imperial Mission Bulletin Board System (BBS) here got updated regularly.

Today was listed a routine batch of missions, such as:

Primary Objective: Safely deliver a crate of spices to the local butcher.
Quest Giver: Killick & Co.
Quest Start: Killick & Co. Pier at Port Southaven, Drakengard, at the most convenient available time
Destination: Rigg's Butchery, Southaven
Quest Reward: 5 coppers
Primary Objective: Guard Baron Hirage on his way back to Leevalt.
Quest Giver: Baron Hirage
Quest Start: Hotel Rich, Southaven, Drakengard, tomorrow
Destination: Leevalt - west gate, Drakengard
Quest Reward: 2 silvers
Primary Objective: Rescue Angel 1
Quest Giver: Angel 1
Quest Start: Midhaven Perimeter Barrier, South Gate
Destination: southern boneyard
Quest Reward: Angel 1
At the bar, a drunk foreigner was retelling a tall tale to his unbelieving friends. "...zere was zis huge quake, ze earth split, and vast pillars of liquid fire shot from ze earth! It vas terrible! Ze whole city vas levelled. I saw a dragon! A dragon, I tell you! And, vould you believe, a goddess! She shone like the sun, and I could not look at her directly. Ve really should have listened zat day in court vhen Qu-"

The man choked.
"-the Qu-"
He choked again, mysteriously unable to get the word out. He pointed to a pretty platinum blonde cleaning a nearby table.
"-looked like her! With sil-"
With a sickening gag, he collapsed on the table.

[User]
@Lumiere

Riding along, taking the sights of the City, Nebel spotted where they were going. With a quick click of his tongue and soft pull on the reins to the left he took them to the guild hall. Perhaps it was the fact he had been there before for both drink and work that he knew, well it was that very fact. If memory served right the old Bartender was hopefully on shift and not that young man whom always persistent him about his home. At least the older bartender was nice enough to leave him be and when he wanted to talk they did have a nice conversation or two.

Taking them out front he stopped the Pale Horse and tired her down, putting a little lock on the saddle bags. With that he walked to her front and pet her nose. "Ich bin gleich wieder da. Mit Wasser und vielleicht mehr." With that Nebel walked into the Guild Hall. Not really giving The Knight much choice, he'ed be damned if he was going to drink anywhere else considering.

Once inside he was stopped, course, by the Bouncers who asked him to 'Check' his weapons in. After a nod and small word of thanks, and a coin for 'extra' protection of his Sword and Dagger, Nebel walked into the Hall proper. Right away it was clear this was meant for the more 'higher' end of the spectrum for Mercs and Knights who wanted a little extra income or for the people who wanted some experince before joining the Army. Every lively and ever full of both active members of this Guild and Knights who seek thrills and coin they just currently couldn't get. In this section was the main 'reception' area. A large BBS board for people to browse, mainly for people who aren't with the Guild proper, the Desk against the back wall for people to both checking requests as well as take them, for people who are part of the Guild of course, and seats for clients who are making the requests. To the Left of the entrance was the 'Members Only' section for people who want to relax and be away from the 'common' collection in the reception & bar. Of course lets not forget the Bar. Perhaps the second largest spot, aside from the reception area being the biggest room, for both 'commoners' and members to come and talk about really anything. The main staff who worked it where all clearly dressed, mainly because they didn't have armor on and/or smelled like they just came off a long work day needing a bath.

As soon as Nebel walked in the air felt, stifled. It was the Members who recognized him first, and they all did one of two things, looked away from him as the Vets knew better, or the newer recruits eyeing him up and down gauging how well they could last against him. Needless to say the Guild Master and Nebel had talked this whole thing out before, he did work for the Guild, got paid, and they didn't bother him or that man with the broken jaw and PTSD wouldn't be the last one he left. It was a, love/hate relationship with the guild Members and Nebel. The Receptionists all, for lack of a better phrase, turned there heads to seem busy. Perhaps it was clear to the Knight Nebel's all reputation still lingered on him even after all this time away from his home country.

Keeping his arms to the side, Nebel strode to the Bar. Each step echoed by the muffled raddle of bones from his pack on his belt. This did little to placate the Members as he Entered the bar. Still he showed no sign of slowing his step nor change in direction as he went to the Bar and took a seat at the counter. Waiting to be served. In this time he noticed, rather heard, the conversation of the man behind him. Luck would have it one of his Kinsmen was raddling off a story off about how his beloved home fell. Still what struck his interest was the final words that came.

Turning his head he got an eye full of whom the man on the ground spoke of. His hidden yellow eyes taking in all the details while he waited for the Knight to order them their drinks.

[Assistant]
The details he observed were thus:

Judging from the regimental tattoos on his arms, the Ispari man was a soldier, though not a knight. Mid-thirties, tall like most of his kind, and vast scars indicating emergency healing of mortal wounds, he was a fairly average individual.

His breathing had grown harsh, but he was still alive, if barely.


[System]
Species: Gible

Gender: Male

Ability: Basic Ability - Sand Veil, Hidden Ability - Rough Skin

Battle Experience: 5

Moves: Tackle, Sand Attack, Dragon Rage, Sandstorm

Extra Notes: A playful and cheery little Gible with a love for food. If he's not running around having fun he's most likely eating something.

[User]
Lusitania Fullerene

Heal station -> League Registration -> Outside pokelab

Lusitania's ears had instantly perked up at the sound of a healing machine, to get Luna back into tip top condition was her first priority, she quickly returned Luna to her Pokeball, the only time Luna ever really went in her Poke-ball, before she jogged over to the nurse, making damn sure she was first to get her healing done. "Please, may you heal my Pokemon miss." Lusitania bowed as she handed the Nurse Luna's Poke-ball. She listened out for the familiar chime, as the healing process was complete and she retrieved Luna's Poke-ball from the nurse. Bowing to her healer and the nurse's Pokemon. She left. Not to go outside mind you but to go to the much-shortened registration line.

Again she hurried this process. She was getting restless for adventure, that match had left both her and her Rockruff thoroughly ruffled up for adventure and what came with it. The registration process was simple, and though she was rushing it. She just wanted to get her adventure going. No talking, nothing else. Her backpack secure. Her supply's stocked.

She yelled at the top of her voice, making sure that everyone heard her inside the lab. "Luna!" 'Ruff' "Lets Go." The pair scurried out of the door. Only for Luna to notice a pink cat Pokemon, 'Ruff?' Luna questioned as she rubbed her course sand like rocks on the back of the Skitty. "Ruff!" Luna barked. Lusitania only looked up to the trainer. "Hi, it seems Luna likes your Skitty." She began as she held out a hand to shake. "The Names Lusitania, Nice to meet you." She smiled.

[Assistant]
Chance
Outside The Pokemon Laboratory - Beryllium City
Talking with Lusitania (@1Charak2)

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Before Blitzy got a "chance"  to hop on her trainer's shoulder the Rockruff would begin stroking her pink RED  ...shiny fur. In most cases Blitzy would be calm around other pokemon- unless they snuck up behind her... the skitty leaped up, her tail passing by the Rockruff's nose, giving it a light tickle before the skitty landed on the Rockruff's back.

"Hi, it seems Luna likes your Skitty."

"The Names Lusitania, Nice to meet you."

Chance would be standing in one of those poses you'd see on motivational posters with both of his hands on his hips- well until he realized someone was standing right behind him. He quickly turned around to be greeted with a handshake, shaking their hand and introducing himself- he'd also glance down at his frightened partner Blitzy, snickering a bit to himself...

"Oh! Hey, how's it going?"

"Heh... yeaaah, Blitzy's pretty cool with meeting other pokemon..."

He'd murmur to himself... "...most of the time."

Blitzy would exchange a quick death glare with her trainer for a moment as he snickered... lightly patting the Luna on the head with one paw.

"Huh... I've never seen that kind of pokemon back in Unova..."

"Ahem- anyway... my name is Chance, nice to meet you too!~"

He'd smile at Lusitania as he shook her hand, his grip wasn't the strongest but it wasn't anything to laugh about. After breaking the handshake he'd adjust his hat a bit, some of his blonde hair would peak out from the sides of it. He'd also adjust his bag, ADJUST EVERYTHING- LOOK PRESENTABLE... he'd even check to see if his shoes were tied, even though they didn't have laces.

[User]
Location: Beryllium City, Pokepark.

Roxy grinned widely as she stood a fair distance away from Aiden, stretching her arms out before calling back out to him. "Good luck! You're gonna need it~" The confidence in her tone was intentionally challenging. "Lucina, you ready?" The Riolu pulled her bandana over her face; she thought it made her look intimidating, but Roxy always figured she looked adorable. "Alright Lucina, use Force Palm!" Lucina's right paw lit up a bright blue, as she charged toward Zorex and attempted to slam her paw into his forehead.

Aiden was ready for her and as she gave her challenging words he returned in kind, "I'll make sure to go easy on you!" Then in that rush of action with Lucina charging after Zorex he issued his first move, "Zorex! Use Sand Attack!" Instead of trying to dodge he made sure that he'd have an advantage later. So Zorex took in a deep breath and quickly exhailed it, washing a flurry of sand in a massive cone out at Lucina as she ran right towards it.

In that moment though the original attack was made to strike and so it found it's place on Aorex, perhaps not on his forehead like she aimed for but it still struck him good sending him a bit away from the blast. Still he was ready for a good fight and while he did winch, he stood ready for more.

Roxy couldn't help but wince as a flurry of sand went straight into Lucina's face. "So that's how you're gonna be, huh?" Lowering her accuracy...not a bad move. But she did hit him, and as far as she could recall from her time in the Trainer's School, Gibles weren't all that fast. That meant it was harder to dodge Lucina, right? "Alright Lucina, use Screech!" The Riolu took a deep breath before releasing a loud, high-pitched shriek, manifesting itself as dark blue circles moving straight toward Zorex. The hope was that he'd reflexively cover his ears, leaving him open for an attack.

Aiden watched as his attack went threw partly blinding the Riolu and making it easier for his best friend to dodge the following attacks. Still he wasn't done and when the Screech came after Zorex he had only one thing, "Cover your ears!" To which Zorex happily did to reduce teh impact of the attack, "Now use Sand Storm!" Again Zorex listened as again he breathed in deeply before unleashing a torrent of whipping sand that engulfed the entire field, cloaking Zorex and making the whipping sand beat against Lucina.

Roxy's eyes widened as the entire field was covered by whipping sand; she hadn't been expecting that. "Lucina, cover your eyes!" The Riolu immediately heeded the advice, covering her eyes with her arms. It made her exceedingly vulnerable to an attack, which...definitely wasn't good. Time to play defense, then. "Lucina, use Quick Attack to move back away!" The Riolu whipped around, moving at an extremely quick pace to try and back out of the storm. Roxy figured that this way, she put more distance between the two Pokemon so that it would be easier to dodge Zorex.

The storm Zorex kicked up seemed to enpand more and more as He puffed more and more wind up to amplify it, still he couldn't keep it up forever and eventaully had to stop, mostly because Aiden said, "Zorex! Use Sand Attack, send that storm after Lucina!" WIth that Zorex took in another deep breath casting out the entire storm after the Riolu as well as aiming to further reduce her accuracy. Letting the whipping sands do the part of damage dealer.

Roxy had to give Aiden props; he was actually really clever. But that wasn't going to stop them now, was it? Sandstorm was moving toward them; surely he couldn't maintain it forever, right? "Lucina, shut your eyes." This was going to be risky. "Use Quick Attack, rush straight through the sandstorm!" Lucina took a deep breath, shutting her eyes and sprinting straight toward Zorex. There would be some damage dealt; the sand whipping at her face created small scratch smarks. But she emerged out of the sandstorm as determined as ever, heading toward the Gible and hoping to slam into him with her whole body.

With Lucina so far back and blinded by all the sand Zorex had plenty of time to brace and ready himself for the charging Lucina. Taking his moment to prepare Aiden yelled out, "Now Zorex! Finsih this! Dragon Rage!" At the words of his best friend Zorex inhaled once again, letting a sharp blue glow rise from his large mouth before bursting forward in a large, ball of blue fire, lashing out directly for Lucina as she hid her eyes and had sand in them all the same. His only goal, a direct hit with all his might!

In a certain sense he was successful. His sttack struck true and blasted Lucina directly, but becuase she was already so close to Zorex he was also caught in the blast, feeling the effects as well as both Lucina and himself were blasted in seperate directions. Zorex rolling a few times before standing up ready for more, though it was clear that didn't feel good at all.

"Lucina!" Roxy couldn't help but be fearful for her companion as she watched her get blasted backward before shakily rising back to her feet. That was surprising in and of itself; Dragon Rage was very strong for Pokemon at their level. What could they do at this point? Zorex hit harder, but Lucina was still faster...perhaps if she could hit him and back up quickly, he wouldn't be able to retaliate. "Okay, Lucina! Use Quick Attack, then rebound off of him!" It was a maneuver they'd been working on a bit, but it might be their last chance. Lucina crouched down, before sprinting toward Zorex at an extreme speed. Her plan was to jump and kick him back, then bounce off of him to back away quickly.

Aiden and Zorex both watched as Lucina wasn't done yet. She was tenacious and determined that was for sure. In a certain sense of the word he wasn't even expecting it and that left Zorex open for her lightning fast attack as she leaped forward and struck true on Zorex, kicking him and making him roll once again back only to stand right back up after giving a rough flinch and grunt. Now it was his turn though and with the sand storm still behind Lucina Aiden said, "Zorex! Keep it up and use Tackle!" Aiden's hope was that with Lucina being so hurt from the blast and with all the sand effecting her she'd be slow enough to take teh full effect of Zorex's Tackle.

Roxy was hoping he'd try to hit her with a physical attack. She was worried he'd try to use Dragon Rage again, though it'd be terribly risky. But he was going for tackle...Lucina had a special move for suck an occasion. "Quick, Lucina! Hit him with Counter!" The Riolu became outlined in a silvery, reflective sheen as she prepared for his attack, bracing herself to take the attack and crossing her arms over her face. As soon as Zorex hit her, the silver switched to a dark orange as Lucina attempted to slam her paws into Zorex's body to knock him back away from her.

Aiden saw what she was doing only at the last second and in a last chance to help Zorex he yelle dout, "Zorex! Stop! Don't Tackle her!" But it was too late. Zorex had enough time to reduce his speed which in turn would reduce the damage he recieved, but even then when the orange blast burst out he flew back once again, rolling some more before stopping on his belly. Still, he wasn't done and stood up with a bit of a struggle, this wasn't done. Aiden yelled out once again, "Zorex! Use Dragon Rage while she's recovering! Don't hold back!" And of course Zorex was much abliged, so he sucked in air, making the blue glow once again before firing a massive ball of blue fire directly at Lucina.

Roxy's eyes widened as she saw the blue blast headed straight for Lucina, immediately shouting "Lucina, dodge it!" But there wasn't anything the poor Riolu could do; she took the hit square in the chest, getting blown back several feet. Roxy knew that her poor friend was done in, and let out a defeated sigh. Even her bandana was singed at the edges. "Wow. That was...that was a great battle!" She laughed a bit before hastily walking toward Lucina, gently lifting the Riolu up. Thankfully, they had a healing station in the Lab, as her friend was completely knocked out. "We'll get you next time. I'm sure of it," she added, winking at Aiden before sending Lucina back into her Pokeball.

Both Aiden and Zorex watched as the Dragon Rage struck true, ending the fight and making them the winners. Of course the two were happy to be the winners, but Aiden wasn't one to rub things in and Zorex had taken a beating so all he could do was let out a triumphant roar to which Aiden said, "Great work buddy!" Before runnign out onto the field to pick him up. The champ wasn't gonna walk to teh healing staion that was for sure.

At Roxy's words Aiden smiled at her and said, "I agree that was awesome! I trust that it will be teh same next time and we'll have to watch out. You almost had us!"

With the intense battle over with Aiden walked up to Roxy wanting to head back with her to teh nurse so that they could all get healed up together. Aiden refused to put Zorex in his Pokeball as Zorex wasn't a big fan on being in it. Besides, he needed to be with Aiden and not on his hip or in his bag.

"I have to say, that was absolutely amazing, I didn't see that Counter at the end coming." Aiden said trying to strike up a conversation for the trip back. And it was true, he'd hoped that would have been it and it may have been had she not used that at the perfect time that she did.

"I gotta ask too, you have any plans for after this? After that battle I'd be honored to tag along or have you tag along with us. It will make the roads safer and more entertaining and this way you'll get your chance at revenge!" He continued to say hoping to not only keep a conversation going, but to also get a friend that he could travel teh region with. Especially a friend who is so evenly matched with him and his best friend.


[System]
* Age: 18
* Gender: Female
* Appearance: Casual wear. On the shorter end of the spectrum at 142.24 centimeters (or 4'8"), Norika is often mistaken for being younger than she actually is. She is of a petite build, and inherited several of her father's traits, including his hair and eye color, as well as his complexion. She's quite proud of her locks, and does her best to maintain them, even though shorter hair would be more practical in combat. One of Norika's most noticeable traits is her eyebrows, though usually it's better not to bring them up. She has semicircles of scars on her stomach and back from the fangs of a Warped.
Off-duty, Norika often wears comfortable clothes that don't hinder her movement. One of her trademarks is wearing hoodies (often oversized). She doesn't wear these for warmth; for some reason wearing them calms her down.
* Personality: Usually appearing cool and aloof, Norika prefers to be alone or with as few people as possible; if given the choice, though, she would prefer to spend time with animals (except for snakes). She is distrustful of other humans, and if approached by someone her first thought is, "What do they want from me?" Despite her appearance, Norika has something of a short temper, and has little patience for others. This carries over into combat; to say that she isn't a team player is an understatement.
While some Mechframe soldiers look at fighting the Warped as just a job, Norika takes a sort of grim satisfaction or pleasure in combat. She is a skilled fighter, and enjoys toying with her enemies a bit too much. Several times it's gotten to the point that she's been injured in combat or reprimanded by her superiors, and several skybase psychiatric personnel who have interviewed her and examined her records have requested that they be informed of her mental condition on a weekly basis.
* History: Born and raised in the United Kingdom, Norika lived a fairly normal life with her parents. Her father was a medical doctor native to England, while her mother was a biologist originally from Japan working in a wildlife sanctuary in England. Despite their busy work lives, Norika's parents did their best to be there for their daughter on top of providing for whatever she needed. However that all changed when the Warped appeared. Despite the travel bans to affected nations put in place, they still made their way to the United Kingdom. For three years she and her parents moved around to try and avoid the Warped, but it was never enough. Two years ago, the family was attacked by a group of large, serpent-like Warped. Despite receiving a bite and Echidna infection, Norika survived, though her mother was killed. After that her father began to change, becoming a shadow of his former self. Though he continued to do everything he could for Norika, he began acting recklessly, and Norika feared being left alone. A day before Norika was discovered by a military patrol, he met his end at the hands of a group of other survivors desperate to survive.
Once safe behind walls and guns, she was quarantined for fear that she would turn. When it was clear that Norika's body had reacted to the Echidna infection like the First Frame Pilot, she was allowed to go to Japan to live with her grandparents, though under constant surveillance. When approached by a certain group looking for Chi-Mechframe pilots, Norika's grandparents were completely against letting her join. However Norika went with them anyway, determined to end the threat presented by the Warped.
* Skills: In her time outside of the safety of the walls, Norika has learned to survive by any means necessary. Before her mother's death at the hands of the Warped, she taught Norika how to analyze an opponent for weaknesses and exploit them. While still unfamiliar with much of the flora and fauna native to Japan, Norika is knowledgeable of edible and medicinal plants and fungi from the UK. Thanks to some teaching from her father, she has a certain degree of first-aid skills. Like other Chi-Mechframe users, she has been trained in different forms of combat, and she excels in hand-to-hand and close-quarters combat.
* Chi-Mechframe: Titania

	+ Appearance: The Titania Chi-Mechframe was created from the Core of a lizard-like Warped with nearly supernatural reflexes. This was translated to the design, with a sleek frame that allows for ease of movement. The headpiece projects a heads-up display highlighting Warped signatures while offering a certain degree of protection against attacks to the face and head. Thanks to a recent upgrade, Titania now projects wings made from energy.
	+ Abilities: Due to the Core used in its creation, Titania increases the user's speed and agility to an incredible degree, as well as offering a small increase to strength. While the Titania Chi-Mechframe is relatively fragile in comparison to its peers, it excels in hit-and-run tactics. The frame has a built-in weapons on each forearm, which can function as both a sword and shield. Thanks to a recent upgrade, Titania is capable of powered gliding.
	With these traits, Norika is often in the thick of fights, getting in close for an attack and backing off; though ill-advised, she'll often "dance" around her enemy and inflict lighter injuries over time. This has led to incidents where Titania has been extensively damaged after taking a hit that Norika didn't see coming. For mid-ranged combat she is equipped with a high-caliber revolver that fires semi-armor piercing, high-explosive (SAP-HE) rounds; due to the size of these rounds, she's often limited in how many she can carry.
	Major attack techniques include Luna Blitz, Fairy Dance, and Comet Skewer.
* Other:
	+ Besides her eyebrows, Norika's two sore spots are her height and her bust; bringing either of these up is likely to get an angry reaction out of her.
	+ Norika can easily be bribed with things she likes, be it treats, books, or anything else she needs or wants.
	+ On that note, she's a bit of a glutton. Unfortunately for her, her metabolism is so high that it never goes anywhere.
	+ Ethnically, Norika is 1/4 British, 1/4 French, and half Japanese.
	+ She always sets aside some of the money she earns to send to her grandparents.

[User]
Elise KimSydney — Coastline
With the Warped rapidly being left behind and Teodora flying away at full throttle, Elise took a deep breath and turned her head around to look at the lasers shooting after them. The fact that the monster could send out homing projectiles was most certainly not something that she had expected given the briefing from HQ, but given the targets until then there was likely no reason to need to home in on a target.

This by no means made the issue any less irritating to deal with, though.

As the pair of Pilots approached the shores of Sydney Harbor—the Opera House barely visible over the horizon—the lasers that had been chasing them slowly began to fade away before finally dissipating. That removed the issue of urgency, of course, but ultimately nothing really changed about their situation.

Once Teodora had made landfall, Elise was lowered onto the ground nearby. Though she had seen no injury, a return to The Horizon was all but necessary—as was a discussion about how to deal with the monster where it lurked. A few drones seemed to be flying overhead out to sea already, given the black dots that the young woman barely noticed sailing over the horizon, at least—a sign that their work hadn't all been for nothing.

"Eugh... We should head back," the young woman said, disengaging her Chi-Mechframe as she glanced back out towards the ocean. "I expect that we'll have to head back out to try and finish the job next time, so maybe the reconnaissance footage might give us something more to work with."

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Perth — Provisionary Office
"Hm..."

Sherry listened quietly to Louisa's suggestion before slowly taking a step back with her eyes closed. The woman seemed to be lost in thought for a few moments as she considered the situation, but ultimately there was little else to be said if the people that had been hired to help resolve the situation were willing to stick their necks out so easily.

"Well, the least I can do in that case is drive you to the area. Not like I'm some sort of superhero like you three are, after all," she said, pulling out a keyring and spinning it around her finger. "We have a little time before nightfall, at least."

Once the three Frame Pilots were ready to leave, Sherry would lead them downstairs and over to a car—a government-issued van, of course; with little fanfare as the four entered, the vehicle slowly revved to life before moving through the roads.

The group's destination was, of course, the nearest sewage treatment facility; with a manhole being too dangerous to risk opening up, the safest route (at least in terms of entering the locale) was the wide canal that funneled everything there to be handled. It was a dirty job, of course, and no one present seemed to be happy about being there in the first place, but it was as good a place as any to start.

"I think I'd be more of a burden than anything if I followed along with you, sadly," Sherry said, opening the door to the van to let the Pilots out, "so I'll probably be on standby at the office if you need me. I have a simple request, though: please don't destroy the sewers while you're down there, if at all possible. I know that some things might be hard to avoid, but, well..."

The woman trailed off before sighing and shaking her head.

"Never mind. Good luck out there, you three."

@Mole@Laduguer

[Assistant]
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Back on Land
Sydney Harbor | Daytime

"Phew! Well, that was quite something if I do say so myself." Teodora casually exclaimed as she and Elise landed safely back on dry land. Thankfully, the laser projectiles eventually dissipated instead of infinitely pursuing them. That would've made things more annoying, even if Teodora was rather confident that her barrier would be able to absorb a single salvo of the lasers. That said, she was still glad nonetheless that she wouldn't need to actually test that belief for now. She disengaged her Chi-Mechframe as well, with it returning back into its hairband form.

"Mmhmm. That make sense. I'd expect so as well. That thing got the jump on us this time... But we'll win the second round, I'm certain!" she added a confident nod to her words as she spoke it. "But indeed... For now, let us return back to base. Got to get Selene's wing fixed, hmm? And some little bit of rest would be much appreciated as well... So, shall we, dear Elise?" she gave a playful wink at the slightly taller and older girl while gesturing to the direction of HQ before then starting to walk away in that direction.

[User]
The sewers...?

It would be a lie to say that Hoshiko wasn't apprehensive about going down there. She definitely didn't want to touch the water, or to even spend any more time down there then she could need to. Certainly, this treatment area didn't look gross, but there was no telling what it would be like deeper in.

But...

It was the difference between life and death for plenty of people. Her personal feelings about the sewer being gross didn't matter nearly as much as human lives.

Hoshiko took a deep breath.

"Hinotori, ignite!"

The familiar sensation of light and heat washing over her body struck, her clothing replaced in seconds by the frame's underlayer, then the armor itself, and then finally the most complex portions that made for much of Hinotori's shape.

She took a step towards the sewer entrance.

"Okay, it might be super gross down there, but we've got to make sure everyone's safe!" she declared, steeling herself to lead the way into sewer. If there were Warped down there, she'd do everything she could to clear them out!

@Laduguer@Mole

[Assistant]
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As Louisa stood on the threshold watching Hoshiko suit up, she realised she had no idea what a sewer was actually like. In video games and books, it was full of monsters and treasure and that kind of thing, but she had an inkling that might not be reflected in reality. Although, on this occassion, the former was unfortunately likely to be present. Either way, a sewer probably involved a lot of waste of... various kinds, which was obviously bad. But... how bad?

One way to find out, I guess.

"Grendel, breach!"

She struck the heavy plate hanging on her chest, and Grendel began to materialize in its usual web of ethereal and ghostly forms that one-by-one condensed into heavy dark plates of armour. She held up her glaive, which shimmered with a deep iridescent green in the daylight, and retracted it into its sword configuration. Probably wasn't a whole lot of use for a polearm in a sewer, after all.

She followed Hoshiko's lead and began to stride towards the darkness.

"So... what's our plan here. You two are built for speed and flight, right? Do you reckon you can pull that off in the sewer? I mean..." she paused and looked at the canal entrance, "it seems pretty big right now, right?".

"What I'm thinking is if we catch a glimpse of this thing, we need to get on it fast before it has a chance to lose us in the maze of tunnels. And... uh... I'm not going to be so useful for that in Grendel. Of course, if this thing runs towards us rather than away from us, I'm your girl."

[User]
"Hm."

A monstrosity composed of thousands upon thousands of individual parts, possessed, perhaps, with extraordinary senses that allowed it to detected his location even when cloaked. Well, slugs didn't necessarily have eyes, after all, so that worked out, in the worst way possible. Xuan-Yu's face twisted into an almost-exaggerated frown. This was perhaps the worst sort of opponent for both himself and Dulac. Which meant...

"We're going down, kiddo."

...mucking and sleuthing about was pointless.

As tentacles shot out towards them, Deathstalker emerged from the ether, crimson augments pulsating with consolidated power, and unleashed an axe-kick that smashed straight through the dilapidated flooring of the hallway. The mission objective, after all, was on the lower levels of the building, which meant that the first floor was 100% not anything worth investigating!

Hell, fuck the second floor down too!

"Dulac, blast it!"

[Assistant]
A chill ran up Norika's spine. Everything going quiet had been a bad sign. However she didn't expect... whatever the hell this thing was. A bunch of worms or slugs, formed into a larger creature. She'd seen some reports of Warped like this, but she'd never encountered one herself. Her techniques wouldn't work on something like this, but she'd have to try.

"Dulac, blast it!"

She didn't need to be told twice. Norika raised her weapon and aimed before squeezing off two shots. The huge rounds were designed to embed in armor and flesh before exploding. But when the target was composed of millions of tiny slugs, all they did was pass through the writing mass of flesh before embedding and detonating in the wall behind it. The Warped's limbs retracted into its body before massive tentacles shot towards Norika and Xuan-Yu.

Norika leaped backwards. "Any more bright ideas?" she asked sarcastically.