[System]
15 | Male | 121 lbs | 5'3
None | Non-Native | Human

 Description
A displaced youth from another world who hopes to find some semblance of peace and kindness after a life mired in bitterness and apathy. But there's still a part of him that yearns for the world he left behind, for a chance to tie up the knots he had left hanging, to at least make sure that the ones he cares about know that he's doing alright, even if he isn't.

 Appearance Description

More cute than cool, more beta than alpha, Yuuki has a dimunitive frame that's complemented by his unimpressive height of 5'3 and large eyes that give him the impression of a small animal. His face is baby-like as well, comfortably round, while his hands are the soft hands of a boy that never worked a day of his life. A pale complexion makes him reminiscent of the children of northern plains, while the brightness and warmth of his eyes speaks volumes of the type of person he is. He instinctively dresses warmly, preferring coats to shirts, scarves to sunglasses, even if logic dictates that such clothing is worthless on a warm summer's day. Yuuki doesn't care. It's just his preference.

 Personality

Some would consider Yuuki to be kind to a fault, to the extent that it's clear he's a spineless pacifist who would smile and nod even as you hurled abuse towards him. They are right. He is that type of person, a silly doofus who can laugh off jabs and who refuses to throw punches in response to provocation. Life's too short to be held down by grudges, after all, and as far as he's concerned, everything will work out as long as people took the time to listen and compromise. A bit of a romanticist, a bit of an airhead, Yuuki takes everything in stride and does his best to stay under the radar and out of trouble. After all, he'd feel bad if he'd have to tread onto others in order to get what he needed, and he'd feel just as bad if people went out of their way to trouble themselves with his own affairs. Those are his own problems, not theirs, and though he would hypocritically offer his own help to others, Yuuki's not all that interested in receiving the help of others. The pride of a rabbit, perhaps? Or maybe the stubbornness of a self-deprecating dork? Who knows.

Despite being someone who loves sappy ideas of 'true love' and 'fated meetings', he's never been in a proper relationship, nor has he ever fully garnered the interest or attention of another. When confronted with the attraction of others, there is no doubt that Yuuki will melt into a stammering mess of embarrassment and regret.

 Class
Yuuki is a student of Class 1-A, one that's fairly unremarkable in every way. He gets average grades, doesn't really see how molecular division can apply to his future, and spends more time in PE messing around with vague acquaintances rather than actually doing anything. As a casual member of the light music appreciation club, Yuuki definitely couldn't name any bands he's an intense, diehard fan of, but has a basic idea of the type of sounds that are 'good' and the type of sounds that are 'bad'. In general, though, it's expected that he's fairly normal, ambivalent and unambitious.

He also never went through a chuuni phase where he imagined himself as a RPG character. Cause yeah, that's a pretty weird thing to consider, right?

Yuuki is a Peacemaker, preferring debate over combat, compromise over victory. He believes that a win win scenario is always possible, and seeks to understand both sides of an argument as clearly as possible. Between the battlefield and the meeting room, he will always prefer the latter.

And if it comes down to it? Running away is okay!

 Bio
Yuuki's life was as normal as it could have been. He was born as the eldest son, treated his younger sister as well as he could have, cared for his father when his mother left, and was generally a good student in school. Other kids caused troubles. Other kids were more remarkable. Other kids got into relationships. But he stayed in the center of those great circles, managing to remain on friendly terms with all of them. Yuuki didn't want to create waves, nor did he have any delusions of grandeur that was common amongst his age group. Heroism was hard, while hedonism seemed exhausting. Given a choice, he'd always take the path of least resistance, drifting through life peacefully.

But then he met a girl he could side with, someone who he was willing to take a harder path with. A girl with a guitar, dreaming of a brighter future despite the inevitability of fate, the world that sought to take everything from her. If he was with her, he thought he could change. If he was with her, he thought he should change.

So Yuuki, the half-baked pacifist who meandered through life despite all the sacrifices it took, decided to run away with her. From the remains of his family, from the snowbound city, from the systems that governed the world, from everything and nothing, to something new.

On a clear, starry night, he said his prayers to his mother and his sister.

On a clear, starry night, he ran out in his first and last act of rebellion.

On a clear, starry night, he found himself on a bright, sunny day.

Magic

Life energy: S+

Flow: F-

Non-Existent

Abstract Magic

Return By Death

 Extra
The brightest eyes cast the darkest shadows.

Sharper minds would know that even rabbits have fangs.

Even now, he remembers her crackling voice.

[User]
Aerith Hastings

There We Go: Part I - Shopping In Style, Golden Quarter, Main Road, Priestella

@Rune_Alchemist@Althiel@BrokenPromise

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Avoiding unnecessary suspicion, getting a fitting set of clothes...yes, this was an idea that Aerith felt she could easily get behind right now. Especially with the anecdote that the city's forces, if "Priestella" was the proper name and she assumed things rightly, were on alert for anything strange or suspicious. Even a group of three stranger that, unbeknownst to Irene and Vasilis to her knowledge, were from another world and had no idea about anything here. Death, a least by guards, was something she wanted to avoid....actually, avoiding the dying altogether was the real desire if she were to be frank. Though whether she or they all could avoid death again or not, just not having to start again at the same position, if they even LIVED again after another death at that, would be preferable. She....wanted to try to be hopeful, at least a bit, even if in the end it was silly to do so.

Though a coach pulled by an earth-like dragon approaching quickly snapped her out of those thoughts for the moment being. At first it was almost a bit jarring, yet keeping tabs on Irene and Vasilis' reactions she allowed herself to finally relax a bit. Even to coachman was friendly to them, petting the "steed" drawing the carriage who seemed very nice and friendly. Walking over, Aerith gently petted the dragon as well, feeling the sensation of its hide as the fact "this is a real thing here" set into her mind and a small smile came to her face. Then after a moment, though, she walked over to the open carriage door.

She let Vasilis help her into the carriage, taking a seat to the side and giving Chieko and Vasilis room to sit. Some of the nerves began to arise again, a small tingle going up her back as if to remind her of things. Ah. Perhaps once they made it to the "Golden Quarter" they could swiftly get better clothes and get better acquainted to this place. At least, if naught else, to get their bearings in a potentially "safer" locale.

At least the trip wasn't bad in getting there. Rather, smooth, actually, making it easier on the teen's nerves at least.

Though now she was looking forward to what clothes they could/would get a bit, if she had to be honest about things.

[Assistant]
Aaron Yang
Near the Docks, Cham

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@Letter Bee@ERode
Weaving through sidestreets casting paranoid glances to ensure they weren't followed, Aaron gritted his teeth. There were too many people staring at them! Could they really escape their fate? Or did far worse await the group? The question seemed to instantly answer itself as a heavily accessorized woman in red spoke to them "Excuse me." Every hair stood up on Aaron's body as he froze in place. 'Oh shit, not this again!!!' he wanted to run, to get away from it all…. But his body just wouldn't move.

"I must apologize if you're not from around here, but I'm looking for a Mistress Vertti. Have you seen her recently?" 'Thank god.' it seemed; that at least for the moment, that someone in this hellish city didn't consider them cultists. As he breathed a small sigh of relief, tea-boy decided to speak up, "That's unlikely," the Japanese boy replied, glancing towards Ashton, "Our circumstances aren't exactly the same, after all…but yeah, we could certainly help. Could you give us an idea of what your mistress looks like, Miss…?"

Thankfully, she seemed to be willing to even HELP the boys, at first…. "Yes, I figured you weren't local. I'm actually a stranger here myself." To demonstrate this, she waved her arm along the visible trinkets they could see. "My name is Aer Pacifica. I'm an adventurer who's task is currently locating Mistress Vertti. She is no one I have personally met, and she has been gone for over a week." She sighed before extending her hand to the side. "If you're new to the area, you probably won't be of much help. Though the offer is appreciated." Aer was about to walk off, but she suddenly froze in place. "Oh, right." she turned to look at the three boys. "This city is sealed off. It's surrounded by bandits and the only people allowed to go in or out are licensed adventurers and merchants." She squint her eyes. "If you were kidnapped, then you're walking around in the open now because...?" Aer closed her eyes. "I don't have time for this. But it's not safe to walk around here. You're clearly not locals, and if you don't have a passport that allows you entry, the punishment can be very harsh." The cloaked woman fixed her eyes on Aaron and reached behind her back with one arm."I'm going to take you to the authorities. What they do to you will not be pleasant, but at least you'll have a chance to prove you're not in league with the bandits."

'FUCK.' Not only was she going to straight up deliver them to the people trying to kill them, but a crowd was beginning to gather around them. Then Ashton decided it was smart to PULL OUT HIS FUCKING PHONE. "Alright, I can see I was wrong to suspect you might be bandits." Aer declared as her eyes shot open, the smile having vanished from her face. "You're cultists!" She pulled something off of her back and held it in both of her hands. It was still covered in cloth, but at this point it was very evident it was a pole weapon of some kind. "No self respecting bandit would let you walk around with such a powerful magical device!"

Thankfully, it appeared that she may have still doubted her accusation. "Even if you're innocent, it's too dangerous for you to walk around without any sort of documentation." There was no mistaking it, she just slid her feet into a stance. "I'm not going to ask a third time, you will come with me. Now."

Then some random catgirl decided to show up and offer to buy the 'magic item'. At this rate, they were all going to end up dead AGAIN. Fearfully, Aaron placed his hands behind his head as if he was being arrested, "P-P-Please don't kill us Ma'am…. W-we're innocent! Please just take us in! Th-that item doesn't even use magic! We didn't even really know magic was even real until today! Just don't kill us." he fearfully pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

[User]
Near the Docks, The Cham

This was a lot of trouble.

Yup, Yuuki could feel it already. Ashton pulling out his phone had consequences that were simply not worth the trouble to begin with, and the fact that the action both made this 'Aer' super aggressive AND brought the attention of another fellow who seemed to be a total fan of cultist chic AND triggered the backpack-stealer's PTSD or whatever meant that there were now more than just a few folks who were looking at their general directions. Awesome. Great. This felt like a goddamn repeat of their time at that main road, huh?

He flashed a quick look in Ashton's direction, half-accusatory and half-dismissive, before raising his own hands up in a sign of surrender. "I don't know about these people, cause we all just met like...less than a half hour ago, but I'm personally grateful for you telling us about this, Miss Pacifica. Let's just ignore the crazies and head to the authorities, yeah? Don't wanna be an illegal, after all."

Fucking hell, this was a mess that he just didn't want to have to fucking deal with right now, but apparently his dad's gods were real and were conspiring to fuck him over and over and over again.

Hiding a grimace, Yuuki uncorked the thermos that he held in his hand and took a quick slurp of tea. Definitely never again.


[System]
character sheet:
appearance:
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age: physical appearance: 25
species: Vampire (prince)
bio: Keir is the eldest Vampire prince and heir to his mother's throne, who is now expected to marry the human princess. His father and many of his relatives were killed during both wars, making him one of the last male royal vampires.
family: His mother (the Queen), father-deceased, three younger sisters

[User] The princess was hesitant to leave her room upon hearing that. She had expected to meet him within the walls of the castle. She had not set foot in the gardens since her mother died and neither had her brother. She called her brother to her room. He quickly dressed and met with her. She explained the situation. The prince nodded. He gave her time to dress before he escorted her to the gardens. Danielle would meet with the vampire prince with her brother, the crown prince of the human kingdom, following her from a safe distance.

[Assistant]
Keir

"Your highnesses, thank you for meeting me here." Keir nodded respectfully upon seeing his future wife and brother-in-law. His eyes then rested on the crown prince. "I fully understand your concern, but I only ask for a quiet conversation with your sister. I promise that I won't lay a hand on her and you have every right to watch us from afar."
Despite his calm demeanor, Keir was delighted with the princess undeniably fine boned features that were a rare sight in humans. Even he, who praised to treat everyone equal regardless of whether the person was good looking or not, admired her beaming eyes. Yet, he had to remind himself that she still was a human princess, not a vampire and that beauty was fleeting. He had witnessed the birth and death of too many fair creatures to concentrate on such a trivial matter. This time he purely hoped for them to build a strong connection based on mutual interests rather than looks.

[User]
The princess sighed and nodded once and slowly. She narrowed her eyes as she sat down upon the nearby garden bench. Her brother narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. Thomas sighed and shook his head.
"I do not approve of this. It is improper."
He backed up into the shadows a bit, but remaining where he could see them.

Danielle sighed. 'The vampire prince is truly improper. That is a bad sign'she agreed with her brother inside her thoughts. She turned her head away at that point. She frowned. She sighed again. She closed her eyes after a moment or so. She simply waited. Although, in truth, she did not wish to hear what the vampire prince had to say. She actually wanted nothing to do with him, especially since the marriage was actually an arranged one.

[Assistant]
Keir

He stifled dissent, as the human crown prince voiced his disapproval. This was not the time for a fight, not after both sides had been through. For the first time an eerie thought struck him. What if she was completely against the idea of marrying a prince and heir to the vampire throne? Sooner or later she could be the Queen of a foreign species. Certainly the sole concept frightened her more than him, who had been prepared for this moment all his life.

"Your highness, I suppose now would be the perfect time for me to introduce myself, but although we're strangers, we are not strange to each other. My mother has spoken highly of you and I can only hope for you to reciprocate those feelings. I am glad that we are now standing here to speak about our future." Keir paused for her to digest his words, before he continued: "We didn't have a say in this matter, however, I will not stand idly by whilst everyone else is monitoring our daily lives. That is why I am here to talk to you about - us."

[User]
Danielle

The crown prince sighed, watching from where he was. Thomas was unhappy as he watched his sister with that vampire prince.

Danielle simply nodded as the vampire prince, keir his name apparently was, spoke. However, she did note something that made her raise an eyebrow before she heard the rest of it.

"um, I am sitting, in case you did not notice your majesty."
The princess indicated towards the garden bench. She started to simply nod again after that, doing her best to listen to what he had to say. She took a deep breath.

"so...what is it that you wish to discuss, exactly, if it has to do so much with us?"
Danielle crossed her arms. She waited to hear him answer her question. She noted that her brother still watched from the shadows. The crown prince was waiting for Kier to say something as well. Unlike Danielle, he was not a very patient human, not in this case. His arms were crossed and he frowned with narrowed eyes.

[Assistant]
Keir

"um, I am sitting, in case you did not notice your majesty." Keir ignored the comment, knowing that he might risk an argument by not responding to it, but at the same wanting to proceed with his current conversation. He simply acknowledged it with a nod, as he was terrible at making other people laugh about his jokes. Serious topics did consume most of his time talking to other people, therefore he preferred them over his unsuccessful attempts to be entertaining. Why else would you hire a court jester, if everybody had the natural skill of causing other people to cry out in tears simply because they could tell you an absurd thing or two about their lives?

"I'd like to get to know you. Everyday. Starting with this night and until our inevitable marriage." He paused again, this time waiting for her response.

[User]
Danielle

Danielle sighed. She gave a slow nod. She could just tell what her brother mist be feeling at the moment about that. After all, he was still close by, watching them.

"...very well."
The princess looked right at him and continued.

"My father would consider it a trivial matter though. We are to Wed regardless of whether or not we 'know' each other."
Danielle frowned a bit as she said that. Every time her father was mentioned, she would frown like that. This decision he made was the worst thing he ever did, in her eyes.

[Assistant]
Keir

"Yes, I understand your father's concerns, yet as much as he might be part of the wedding ceremony, in the end we are the only two involved in our marriage life", Keir replied with a wry smile.
Since Danielle held herself aloof, he was even more intrigued to uncover her true personality. Anyone could tell by her demeanor, that she didn't think highly of their forced alliance and Keir would be the last person to argue with her. After all, what did it mean to him? To spend a few decades of his life with a human princess in exchange for temporary peace. The eternal respect of the vampire world for his small sacrifice.
Danielle would pledge her undying allegiance to him until her final day on earth. At least he would make her life worth-while.

"Princess, have you ever set foot inside the Vampire castle?"

[User]
The Princess ignored the wry smile. Danielle sighed a bit. She just nodded and only once to that statement. She blinked when he asked if she had set foot in the vampire castle. The Princess frowned.

"No, I have not."
Danielle took a breath.
"I have never even left our own. My father had never allowed it."
She glanced towards the vampire prince again

[Assistant]
Keir

"Would you be interested in seeing the world outside?", he pressed on and took a small step forward, realizing a split second later that his move made him appear even taller and more daunting than he'd intended to.

"I know your safety is dear to your father, but surely he will not mind letting you have a look at your future home?" As he spoke to the princess, he reduced the distance between them, now standing mere inches in front of her.
"And I have a feeling that you might be curious yourself."

[User]
Danielle blinked. She looked away.
"....perhaps."

She noticed him still moving closer. She heard what he was saying to her. She took a deep breath.
"I....I am not sure."

Her brother, watching from where he was, narrowed his eyes at that. He did not care for that idea at all.

[Assistant]
Keir

"Let me show you where I live. I promise, that you will not regret it", Keir offered and extended his hand to her. Then, realizing that she might not be permitted to touch him, he slowly dropped his arm and tried it with an assuring smile instead.
"Don't worry, your brother, the prince, can accompany you if he wishes to do so." He was more than willing to accept her brother's presence, as long as it helped her to trust him.

[User]
Danielle hesitated for a moment. She saw him offer a hand to her for a time. She had actually been tempted to reach for it. But, then, she happened to glance behind her towards the shadows. Her brother had narrowed his eyes. She then decided against reaching for the princes' hand when the prince had taken it back and was smiling at her. Danielle took a breath and nodded.
"..very well."
She knew her brother would follow along. The crown prince was always suspicious of outsiders regardless of circumstances and such.

[Assistant]
Keir

"Well, the castle is only a stone's throw away from here, shall we go for a walk?" Despite his calm demeanour, Keir had to strain himself to not openly show his excitement towards her and her brother, as they strode along the path, that connected the castles. Hundreds of years ago, when their ancestors had concluded peace after a period of long wars, they had agreed upon building their homes next to one another and live in peaceful coexistence. Their shared beliefs, unsurprisingly, had changed over the years until none of them could remember that they ever had anything in common until now.

[User]
Danielle was hesitant at first. She took a breath. Then, she nodded.
"Very well. "
She stood up. She made to follow after him. Her brother followed along too from a short distance. He was keeping his eye on the vampire prince. She glanced over at the prince as they walked. She waited for the prince to say something.

[Assistant]
Keir

For a few minutes, they walked mindfully and listened to their inner thoughts as nobody dared to break the silence. Keir felt tempted to touch the branches of the rustling trees, yet restricted himself to small head movements to take in the wonders of nature. His hundreds of years on this planet had never decreased his admiration for the world's tiny miracles and even his worries seemed to dissipate with the wind.
"Your highness, do you frequently visit the gardens of your castle?"

[User]
Danielle took a breath.
"On occasion whenever my father was busy. My brother would keep an eye out for me so I could enjoy it."
She just managed to keep from sighing. He brother narrowed his eyes but not in anger or suspicion that time. He was concerned for his sister. He frowned as he continued to watch them and follow them.

[Assistant]
Keir

Keir looked over his shoulder to catch a glance at the princess brother and gave him an almost imperceptible nod before he concentrated his attention on her. "I am glad the two of you have such a close bond", he replied. His calm demeanour didn't reveal his true thoughts: Danielle's brother was truly obsessed with her and would use his power to thwart every single one of his plans to speak to her in private. Well, nobody had said it would be easy, yet the prince shouldn't underestimate Keir's advantages as a vampire. He couldn't protect his sister inside the vampire castle.
"What else do you do in your spare time?", he asked the princess as they approached the castle.

[User]
Danielle managed a nod. She noticed him, then, looking at her brother. But, she didn't say anything. She blinked when he asked about what else she did in her spare time. She sighed at that. She shook her head.
"I...do not have much spare time, and haven't in a long time."
She frowned and looked at him.
"It has always been lesson after lesson after lesson. Or even various royal duties. I rarely had any time to enjoy myself except for those few occasions when I visited the gardens and such."
She looked saddened after that.

[Assistant]
Keir

He noticed her worried expression and paused the long walk through the forest for a few minutes. "I truly understand you. Duties are mandatory but time-consuming and I can't imagine how frustrating this must feel for you as a human." He respectfully nodded his head, his eyes not giving away his frustration. How could they dare to treat her like an animal in a zoo? The poor girl was frightened. Frightened of her artificial cage and freedom at the same time. Every cell of his body was itching to wrap a hand around her brother's neck and tell him to leave. He needed her for himself, how else could he show her the life she deserved as his future Queen? He didn't attack her brother. He barely looked at him. He couldn't afford a confrontation...for now.
"As the future Queen of my castle, you will no longer attend any lessons. As soon as the holy crown touches your head, you will be the one to instruct others", he said half-jokingly, half-serious. With a wry smile around his lips, he resumed their walk, furtively looking heavenwards to assure a safe trip.

[User]
Daniel sighed and nodded when she heard that he understood about duties and such. She was confused when they suddenly stopped walking for a bit. She, then, blinked in surprise when he declared that she would not be attending any more of her lessons. She heard him mention a crown and such. The princess bit her lip. Danielle managed another nod at that. She didn't know if he was joking, serious, or both. She could never really tell with nobility and royals. She noted a wry smile but didn't comment on it and she tried not to think about it. Then, the princess followed along when their walk resumed. She noticed that her brother had narrowed his eyes again at the vampire prince. The look in her brothers eyes suggested that he wanted to do something to the prince but could not because of circumstances and laws and such. She sighed a bit again at that point.
"...very well. If you say so."
She did not really know what else to say. She was silent for a time. When she finally spoke again, she was quiet about it.
"....at least my mother isn't around to see what my father planned for me. It would have broken her heart."

[Assistant]
Keir took a deep breath but didn't pause this time. She was a pawn in her family's game. Her life revolved around marriage, as it deemed her worthy in their eyes. This was not the time to judge her words, however harsh they may be.
"Have you and your mother had a close relationship?", he distracted her attention from her father to encourage her to speak more freely. Despite her soft voice, she still mystified him. He couldn't tell, whether she would accept their marriage without protest or rebel against it.


[System]
Species: Elf (more long lived than humans, generally less strong but more dexterous)

Appearance: 5' 7", with a slim athletic build, wearing specially fit thin elven armor. Green eyes and short blonde hair which has grown messy over the years.

Abilities:
Mending: A simple use of magical energy to mend objects, with larger fixes requiring more energy. This can fix broken weapons, but the weapon is generally weaker afterwards, as it is not a perfect fix in any way.

Hone Edge: An enchantment for Blades that lasts about 2 minutes or so, and uses up a significant amount of energy, but sharpens the edge of any blade. Takes about 15 seconds to cast, due to a short ritual that must be used

Weapon Training: Aelih is proficient in spears and most long weapons, although still able to use a sword or bow if need be (with less of a proficiency, due to focusing on spear combat)

Special Weaknesses: Aelih is afraid of growing too close to someone and then being abandoned, and also has an mediocre aversion to fire.

Weapons: Aelih carries around an elvish spear, made of metal and enchanted for durability, as well as a pocket knife.

Items: Clothes, Thin Elvish Armor

Backstory: Aelih used to live in a relatively small elvish city in a forest, spending the youthful years training with weapons, mostly with the spear. After several decades, the city was under threat of a marauding force (Aelih does not remember what species the marauders were), and Aelih was forced to flee, living out part of life in a separate forest, making sure to stay up to date with the news of the world, and training to keep the edge with weaponry. Once the news of the growing undead threat came, Aelih knew that it would be worthwhile to help out in one way or another.

Other: Not Applicable, I guess

[User]
~ Just Another Day ~
....

 Whenever possible, stowing away on ships was the way to go in Fauve's opinion. Why the hell deal with the prospect of getting ass whipped by some screwball monster on land when you can just avoid the issue by taking to the water? It wasn't the perfect solution, everyone was still aware of the looming prospect of being capsized by an aquatic beast with a hankering to make a drip of itself, but at least sailing lessened the threat to a degree.

The merchant ship rocked up at Nadska landing pier late Monday night, but the crew wouldn't bother unloading any goods until daylight came around. She'd been down in the cargo hold hunkered between two storage barrels and grazing on a crate of fruit when she heard the ship drop anchor. Clambering to her feet she commenced maneuvered her way through the other cargo containers and paused at the foot of the stairs to listen real careful to the activity up on deck. There were a few distant voices of crewman hollering at each other, but nobody seemed to be within immediate proximity of the cargo hold doors. It was no doubt time to make her break for it, and up the stairs she went.

Not caring too much about getting caught, just plainly finding it easier to get away with mischief by acting casual about it, she threw open the doors and strut her way to the ramp that had just been lowered for ship access. A young deckhand was still securing the rope for said ramp and she gave him a good spank on the rear end as she passed him by.

"Much obliged for the hospitality, Stupid!" She yelled back while tramping her way down the ramp to the pier.

....

 She traipsed her way through town with a hemp shoulder bag swinging at her side, tattered canvas shoes, grubby baft short sleeve top, and one butt cheek hanging out from a tear in the rear of her skimpy trousers. Along the way she managed to belch in the ear of a passing nobleman while picking a fine gold locket from his pocket, and shortly afterward arrived at the tavern to quench that longstanding thirst of hers.

Throwing open the doors she stopped to give anyone eyeballing her a good taunting sneer. She took note of a Myti who had apparently seen better days judging by the state of his ear and tail, and was sharing the table with an equivocate armor wearing Elf who she felt the urge to slap for the hell of it. A human was sitting nearby where she stood, who she only bothered to notice on account of the sickening glimmer of joy in his horrid blue eyes. There was also another human looking customer of interest, and that particular person was probably the only one in the whole damn place she felt the slightest inkling for. He instantly struck her as a bestial sort, and those types of bastards suited her just fine – but he was wearing a pair gauntlets that took her fancy – and ohh yeah, what she wouldn't do to get her hands on those lovelies! She didn't really give too much of a care for the others in the room, besides an elderly man sitting and making love to his jug of wine, that same man being the one she instantly aimed to relieve of the coin purse he had laying out on the table next to him.

After giving her exposed butt cheek a good scratching she ambled her way across the room. Along the way she tapped the old man on the shoulder to steal his attention while she swiped his purse with her other hand. The old pervert was strikingly obliged by the view of her exposed cheek skin as she continued on rout to the bar.

She used the newly acquired coins to purchase two drinks from the tubby little individual behind the counter - one ale, one sweet potato moonshine - then headed on over to drop herself down in a chair at Jack's table. She gave a good snort to clear her nose, dropped her legs open in an unladylike manner, and slid the moonshine over to Jack before slurping back a swallow of ale.

"Stinks of filth in this place, doesn't it, Handsome?" She said, and while a trickle of over-spill made its way down her chin she adjusted her boobs with one hand. "You got a price on those gloves, or what?" She winks.

[Assistant]
Lui groaned again as she got back on her feet and turned around. She'd fallen out of the cart she was riding in and her face was now covered in mud.

"This is what I get for trying to take a nap, huh?" she said to nobody in particular as she rubbed the mud out of her face and picked up her Magelight. "Well, the town can't be far anymore now, can it? Might as well walk."

Turning around, Lui finds herself within sight of the city walls. "...right, so I really was close. Perfect timing to fall off, me." She complains, as she heads towards the town gate. There stood two guards, in the process of inspecting the cart in which she had taken a ride.

"Good afternoon guys, mind if I enter?" Lui said, grinning. She tried her best to sound like a boy, it made people less likely to ask her annoying questions.

"What's your business here, sir?" One of the guards asked her, leaving the other to finish with the cart. Lui sighed in relief as her plan apparently succeeded.

"I'm meeting up with an old pal of mine, we last saw eachother in school years ago and moved apart and stuff so now we decided to meet up again." Lui said, hoisting her Magelight onto her shoulder again. "So, how 'bout it?"

"...right. And why are you carrying a lantern? Are you planning to set things on fire?" The guard asks, suspicious of Lui's behaviour.

"Ah, don't worry. I only carry it around so I can see where I'm going at night. I'm a traveller you see." Lui responded. It wasn't exactly a lie either, that was one of the things she used her Magelight for.

"...very well. Don't cause any trouble or we'll use you as a light to ward off criminals." The guard said, sighing as he let Lui pass into the city.

"Much appreciated, have a splendid day." Lui said, grinning as she enters the town only to be interrupted by her growling stomach.

Guess I need to go eat something, huh? I could go and eat some of my own food, or...

Lui opens her bookbag, and pulls out a small purse. In it are several coins. Smiling, she puts the purse back and looks around.

Or I could buy something to eat. That sounds much, much better.

And so, Lui started wandering down the streets, searching for a Tavern to eat at.

Why are there so many buildings around here anyway? Can't they just build really tall buildings instead? That'd take up less space...

Eventually though, her search paid off, as she found a tavern. Cautiously, she steps inside and looks around, only for the barkeeper to shout at her.

"Oi! No fire in here!" The barkeep yelled, sounding rather annoyed.

"Sorry!" Lui yelped, quickly heading back outside to extinguish her lantern before heading back in and taking a good look around. Instantly her attention was drawn to a man wearing strange gauntlets. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt uneasy at the sight of them. Then, she spotted something more interesting; a Myti.

KITTY!

Barely managing to stop herself from yelling that out loud, Lui manages to calm down and heads to the counter.

"Hey, barkeep, sorry about earlier. Can I have some food?" Lui asks, placing some coins on the counter. The barkeep simply glares at her.

"What'll it be?" He said, sounding rather annoyed. Apparently he was in a foul mood.

"Ehm... nevermind, do you have a glass of water instead? No wait, something else instead, as long as it isn't alcoholic please." Lui asks sheepishly, glancing back at the Myti. His ear seemed damaged, how sad.

"Sure. I think I have something." The barkeeper responds, filling a glass with milk and handing it to Lui, who smiles and pays him before heading over to sit with the Myti, only noticing the other person there after she already sat down.

"A-ah! Greetings. Mind if I sit here with you?" Lui says, blushing. "I-if you don't want me here I'll go away..."

[User]
Aelih gives a nod to the Myti, sipping the iced water "Hello to yourself as well" came the response, in a bland, tired tone.

"Hope you don't mind that I'm taking a seat here. Need somewhere... quiet to sit, and I figured sitting with someone like yourself would work pretty well for that purpose."

Aelih looked up as a girl approached the table, eyes only for the Myti, and sits down, yelping something out, and Aelih raised an eyebrow high, examining the newcomer.

Intriguing...

Aelih's attention was drawn to the girl's face, or more specifically, her eyes. Or eye anyways. The other eye appeared to be... not an eye, to put it simply. The other eye simply seemed to be a gemstone of some kind. Now that... that would be interesting. This girl seemed to be the kind with experience beyond her years. Aelih smiles, sipping the water again.

"Well I personally don't mind" Aelih says to the girl as she sits down, "But I'm unsure of what he'll say" Aelih says, head tilting towards the direction of the male Myti, leaving the choice of whether to allow the girl to sit or not to him.

Of course, the response would probably be positive, given how he seemed to accept Aelih's presence, so... Aelih doubted that he would reject the girl.


[System]
Alias Blood Walker

Age 30

Personality Tamashi is normally calm, collected, cold, and calculating. If pressed to anger he becomes uncontrollable.

Powers
Human form: Tamashi carries a sword made out of a near indestructible material and is capable of cutting through most things including steel. The sword can also open and close portals to and from hell. In his human form Tamashi is very strong and fast but not to the point of super human.

Demon form: In his demon form Tamashi can fly and is much faster than in his human form. He has fangs meant for tearing into his victims. If he feeds on someones blood he can take the form and voice of that person.

Regeneration: Tamashi heals much faster than any human would. He can recover from serious wounds such as broken bones and such in days instead of months. Wounds made by blessed objects recover slower than a human wound would. His healing factor can be made increased in speed temporarily by drinking large amounts of blood.

Weaknesses Tamashi is highly vulnerable to anything that has been blessed(holy water, blessed blades, etc.). His power is also highly dependent on being well supplied with blood.

Appearance
Human form: Tamashi appears to be a long black haired Japanese man of average height. He has blue eyes. He normally wears a black trench coat and black pants. He also wears a ring that has the face of a dragon on it.

Demon form: When in his Demon form Tamashi turns into a red, winged, horned creature with large fangs.

BRIEF Bio There once existed a group called Crimson Son. This group existed in secret. Their goal was to create a pure world without sin. A world without evil or crime. They believed they could achieve this if they could suppress the world with power. They needed to make it impossible to oppose them. To this end they created a machine capable of opening a portal to hell. The group extracted many creatures from hell with the purpose of controlling them. They did this collars that made them mindlessly obey orders. One day they pulled a demon baby from the portal. Their machines indicated that even as a baby it was beyond their control. It was incredibly powerful and would only grow more so as it aged. It was first suggested it be sent back through the portal or killed but ultimately Crimson Son decided they would raise it as a member of their group. They named the little demon Tamashi Akuma. It quickly became apparent that the demon needed to feed on human blood to live and to use his power. They provided this by stealing from blood banks. They gave the child a magic ring that made Tamashi appear human and seal away his power while it was worn. Tamashi was raised in the belief system of Crimson Son and took the organizations code to heart. Tamashi was often sent to perform tasks for the group to further their goals. During one trip to hell Tamashi found a magic sword that appeared to be unbreakable. He decided to take it as his own for use when he was in his human form. As the years went by Tamashi was given more and more trust by the group but Tamashi trusted his superiors less and less. Eventually he came to the conclusion that the group had become corrupt and just wanted to rule the world for their own benefit. Tamashi stole the controllers for the demons Crimson Son had amassed over the years and used them to massacre everyone in the organization. He proceeded to use the organizations machine to send all the demons other than himself back to hell and then destroyed it. Tamashi then set out on his own quest to rid the world of evil which led him to The Outsiders.

What they bring to the team?
Tamashi brings to the team his strong sense of justice. He has the ability to be subtle and use stealth but if necessary he can certainly handle himself in a fight.

Notes
Tamashi feeds on human blood. The amount of blood he has recently ingested determines how powerful he currently is. He usually gets what he needs from blood banks.

[User]
Juno frowned when Belle leaned back in her seat. Damn that Adam, escalating the situation. Juno decided to ignore Litheal and Ricki for the moment, this situation was far more serious. It would simply not do for them to all get fragged before they even had their first mission. It would definitely kill any chance of Juno getting out of this hellhole. The heroine froze when she heard Jaymi's voice in her head. Using her limited mental training she did her best to block him out from further incursions and gritted her teeth. It unnerved her that someone could look into her mind like that. To pierce into all her secrets and feelings. Juno decided she had to be careful around Jaymi.

Juno smiled at Belle and a small hardlight puppy manifested in her lap, yipping happily. It was a yorkshire terrier much like the one she had as girl. Instead of brown and black fur, it had white light but Juno had constructed the field to have a similar texture to the real thing. The dog placed it's paws on Belle's chest and licked at her face with a bright tongue with the warmth of a sunbeam. She hoped the girl liked the gesture. Juno wondered why she was so concerned about her, it was simply unlike her.

Juno flashed white as she rose from her seat and floated above the floor of the cruiser. Juno kept her voice restrained but authoritative, "That's enough Adam. You're supposed to be a professional. Keep this up and you'll cause a catastrophic malfunction. I've had enough of this alpha male posturing. Fenrir is team leader not you, so suck it up and be a big boy without having to resort to threats." Juno glanced at Fenrir, "Jaymi's right, we have to be calm and we have a job to do. We won't make it five minutes if we don't get it together. So please, let's try and put whatever personal BS we might have behind us and focus in on the job."

[Assistant]
Fenrir's eyes widened in surprise at Adam's words. It took a few seconds for him to fully process what had happened. Had Warpath really just threatened to kill him? The professional solider, trained to always be in control, had shown less restraint than he, the savage and uncontrollable beast!?! A red mist descended once more but this time he stopped trying to control his fury, instead allowing it its head. The Wolf within knew the only course now was for physical confrontation, to show this foolish challenger his place in the social hierarchy, which was firmly below Fenrir's own. The call of the wild demanded violence. He stalked after Warpath, increasing his pace to catch up. His fingers began to lengthen, nails growing and hardening into vicious looking claws, mouth distorting as his teeth becoming fangs. There was no growling or snarling now, mere silence as he prepared himself for the kill.

Guys. Lets just calm down and relax please. We have somewhere to be. . .

The voice of Poltergeist, ephemeral as a half-remembered dream, sounded in Magnus's head. The words echoed though his mind, reminding of who he was and what he was doing. He stopped in his tracks, ashamed at what he had nearly done, at the fact that after all these years the monster inside him still had such a powerful grip. Not that Adam was blameless, but Fenrir was supposed to be the leader, and should have done more to diffuse the episode. At least Poltergeist was already livening up to the expectations held for him

Good work Jaymi... Thank you. . Fenrir wasn't sure if Jaymi was still in his head, but he hoped the telekinetic would understand how grateful he was for his intervention.

Juno was playing peacemaker now too. At least she had a level head. She admonished both Warpath and Fenrir, and while he felt his back go up at her words he accepted what she said as wisdom. There was a job, and if they couldn't even get on the plane without incident then what hope had they on the field. He nodded to Twilight, a seed of respect for her taking root as he boarded the cruiser, making his way to the pilot seat. Molotov, Madcap and Blink had arrived by that stage, the cruiser taking off shortly after everyone had seated.

The Hub's water facing false wall folded into itself, allowing the cruiser to hover through, Fenrir flicking on the active camouflage, enabled by Martian stealth technology, protecting the craft from any prying eyes. He skimmed the water for a hundred meters before engaging the main jets, the carrier building speed and altitude steadily until he had broken the skyline. It was almost five hundred miles from Bludhaven to Metropolis, but at the speed the carrier was travelling the Outsiders would be there in less than ten minutes. Fenrir engaged the autopilot before addressing his team.

"Roughly fifteen minutes ago the Royal Flush Gang was spotted in Metropolis." He didn't bother explaining the Flush gang, their members, or their MO. Each member of the Outsiders had been given extensive files on all the foes they'd be likely to face, the RFG amongst them, with strict instructions to study the information in preparation for this event. The only person who hadn't received the files was Belle, and she wasn't going to need them.

"Their target is Lex Luthor." Again, he didn't explain who Luthor was, figuring that if they didn't know that then they probably shouldn't be here.

"Our mission is to intercept and apprehend the RFG, while protecting Luthor." He turned in his seat to face Molotov, knowing of the pyrokinetic's history with the Metropolian. "I repeat, we must protect Luthor, despite our feelings on the man himself."

"Luthor was last seen in his penthouse atop Lextower, while the RFG was spotted entering the sewer line a block away from Lextower. They will be starting from the bottom and working their way up, disabling security on their way. We will enter from Lextower's landing pad and move to meet them before they reach Lex."

"Any questions?"

[User]
Tamashi simply sat calmly and took another sip from his flask. He felt any further involvement by him would only escalate things further. He observed as the other team members entered the craft. Litheal himself didn't particularly interest Tamashi but it was interesting he also carried a magic sword. Apparently he felt the need name it. Tamashi had never thought of his sword as much more than a tool but it did have enough history to warrant a name. "What to name it?" Tamashi considered. Tamashi considered this for a good few moments going through various potential names in his head. It was a good distraction he felt.

Then he heard the psychic in his head. How the hell was he supposed to keep secrets from a psychic? Perhaps earning his favor would be of benefit. Tamashi spoke to Jaymi. "Hey Psychic. I don't mind the messages but do me a favor and stay out of my thoughts. Do this and perhaps later we have a little fun." Tamashi proceeded to seductively wink at Jaymi.

[Assistant]
Leaning against the hind wall of the VTOL, Johnny watched the commotion between Warpath and Fenrir, it was clear they both wanted to assert how powerful they were, classic 'alpha male' mentality, Molotov felt no need to prove himself to his fellow team-mates, as long as he got the job done he couldn't care less what the others thought of him. When Juno nodded at him Johnny raised a single eyebrow before returning the nod with a condescending smile, upon Juno confronting him about his cigarettes the one placed in his mouth went up in flames before turning completely to ash. "How stupid of me, smoking near our child soldier could be bad for her health. Cigarettes are dangerous for children but sending them to fight 'super villains' that's fine." Johnny then turned away from Juno indicating that she wasn't going to get any more conversation out of him. Johnny didn't care about Juno's family name, she was just another delusional cape.

Hearing Jaymi's voice in his head Johnny scoffed, the man says nothing to anyone and the first thing he says isn't even face to face. Apparently the display of who could be more of a paternal figure to Belle had come to a close and things were going to start moving. As Fenrir began to brief the team on the mission, Johnny was on board right until he heard who they were defending. "Luthor! You expect us to defend that corrupt power-hungry wretch? After all he's done?" Johnny's fists clenched and his sickly eyes seemed to become lively. Lex Luthor was responsible for everything that had gone wrong in Johnny's life, he'd sooner melt him into slag than save the man's life.

[User]
Adam had to close his eyes and calm his mind with meditation. As the Germanics and Celts of ancient times, he had temporarily given into his rage and that wasn't an effective way of getting what you wanted done. He heard Jaymi voice in his head telling them to calm down and Adam felt uncomfortable having a voice that wasn't his own in his head. When Adam heard Juno make the alpha male comment, he snorted.

please like women don't do aggressive things he thought to himself, but didn't say anything so that there wasn't more conflict. He sat calmly and waited for the vehicle to take off. When Fenrir informed them about the royal flush gang, he quickly got his mind thinking and remembering what he had read about the Royal Flush Gang. They were one of the minor adversaries of the Justice League which was probably why they were being sent in to deal with them.

"If I remember correctly, the Royal Flush Gang use mostly gadgets when they fight and Ace is a robot. I would say that out of all of them Jack and Ace may be the most dangerous, Ace has super strength and Jack has the ability to morph his body into a type of alien metal and can make dangerous weapons with it, if we split them up then they should be not too difficult to handle, like Julius Caesar we need to divide and conquer, I propose that we break up into pairs and try to separate a Gang member from from group to handle them. If they are entering from the bottom of Luthor penthouse then we should enter from the top and meet them somewhere in between the building, that will also give us a chance to get some information on Luthor" Adam said to them.

When he heard Johnny's outbursts, he rolled his eyes, great they had one of those heroes, more undisciplined emotional metahumans.

"We have a job to do and regardless of what any of us think of Luthor, we have an obligation to fight against crime and help people even if they are your enemy, the law is against the Royal Flush Gang and not Luthor" Adam said to Molotov trying to get the hero to understand their position.

[Assistant]
Tamashi was rather annoyed at the idea of protecting Luthor. Still he knew that speaking up about it wouldn't change anything. Luthor was on a short list of people Tamashi meant to kill given the chance. Luthor very much reminded the demon of his old masters. Corrupt and greedy. Tamashi decided to keep his mouth shut on the issue but if Luthor presented himself to Tamashi he was as good as dead.

Given the info he had Tamashi wasn't even sure he disagreed with the current Royal Flush Gang. They killed evil people. There was a common goal. Of course to avoid straining relations with his new team Blood Walker would do what had to be done.

Tamashi spoke up. "So do we have plan or are we going improvise. If we could perhaps capture one of the members of RFG I could put on their cloths and take their shape. Then I could lead them to the rest of you who would be waiting in ambush."


[System]
Race: Tabaxi
Age: 33
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Level: 0
Proficiency: +1
Health: 3
Stats:
Strength - 10 (+0) /carrying capacity - 50lbs/
Dexterity - 16 (+3)
Constitution - 14 (+2)
Intelligence - 10 (+0)
Wisdom - 14 (+2)
Charisma - 11 (+0)

Proficient Skills: Perception (+3), Stealth (+4), History (+1), Insight (+3)
Proficient Tools: Tinkerer's tools, Smith's tools

Traits:
Speed - Your base walking speed is 30 feet.
Darkvision - You have a cat's keen senses, especially in the dark. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it were bright light, and in darkness as if it were dim light. You can't discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Feline agility - Your reflexes and agility allow you to move with a burst of speed. When you move on your turn in combat, you can double your speed until the end of the turn. Once you use this trait, you can't use it again until you move O feet on one of your turns.
Cat's talent - You have proficiency in the Perception and Stealth skills.
Cat's claws - Because of your claws, you have a climbing speed of 20 feet. In addition, your claws are natural weapons, which you can use to make unarmed strikes. If you hit with them, you deal slashing damage equal to 1d4 + strength (+0), instead of the bludgeoning damage normal for an unarmed strike.
Respect of the Stout Folk - As well respected as clan crafters are among outsiders, no one esteems them quite so highly as dwarves do. You always have free room and board in any place where shield dwarves or gold dwarves dwell, and the individuals in such a settlement might vie among themselves to determine who can offer you (and possibly your compatriots) the finest accommodations and assistance.
Languages - Common, Deep Speech, Dwarvish

Abilities: None
Inventory: A set of artisan's tools /tinkerer's tools/, a maker's mark chisel used to mark your handiwork with the symbol of the clan of crafters you learned your skill from, a set of traveler's clothes, and a pouch containing 5 gp and a gem worth 10 gp.

Background: Shem'et doesn't remember anything from before she was thirty-one years old. She was found beaten within an inch of her life in the workshop of an eccentric old crafter, who got driven to Underhaven by his fellow crafters for his weird proclivities to design and craft all sorts of bizarre contraptions. Chodok Nevus Ro was his name. A right character to be sure, but kind at heart. He took it upon himself to nurse the tabaxi woman back to full health with the help of an old cleric buddy of his. It took some trying and a fair amount of time, but they managed to bring her back from the brink.

When Shem'et came to, confused and without any memory of her past life Chodok once again took pity on the young woman and let her stay with him as his apprentice. He began showing her the ropes and teaching her to become a fine crafter. Since he, himself, was a mighty fine craftsman who lived and worked in Underhaven only because his craft was not acknowledged by the official craft guilds in Frontier Town. So Shem'et had a mighty fine teacher who quickly discovered her natural tabaxi dexterity and sought to fine-tune it. Shem'et was a fast learner and loved the craft. Be it from crafting the most mundane objects they were commissioned to create. To her master teacher's more bizarre projects and inventions. Especially those even!

At thirty-three, two years after waking up in Chodok's humble abode, Shem'et is happy working side by side with him on commissions to put food on the table and tinker with various inventions to satisfy the crafter's urge.

[User]
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𝕬 𝖓 𝖙 𝖆 𝖊 𝖚 𝖘

Salt Lake >> White Stag's Trail

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Antaeus's head snapped in the direction of the deer call. He immediately took in the disturbed underbrush, the white hair, and once more those high tree scrapes. But that call was some distance away. If he went slow to stay hidden, the White Stag would just get further and further away--and the more time there would be for some beast to happen upon him unawares. But if he just crashed on through the brush, not only might some predator hear him, but the White Stag too might detect his pursuer...

No. It's already either chasing something or running from it--if anything, I might be able to catch it as it grows tired.

With the trail so clear before him there was no need to worry about losing the tracks. Turning his javelin point-down in one hand--so that he wouldn't spear himself if he fell--the boy took a deep breath and set off at a sprint. Even as he pushed against the ground the earth supported him, and he still left no sign of his passage. Whether that would remain true in the forest, however, had yet to be seen. Going as fast as he was able, Antaeus pursued his quarry.
Antaeus has the Earth Walk ability - Move across difficult terrain made of earth or stone without expending extra movement. Not sure if this applies.
If Possible I'd like to have Antaeus move at the Fast rate of Travel or Dash or whatever. I think the travel pace has a -5 Perception Penalty, don't know if that counts passively?
Antaeus performs an Athletics Check
1d20 + (4) Proficiency + STR
Result: 7

1 Quest Book - 5 lb
1 Shovel - 5 lb
1 Miner's Pick - 5 lb
1 Block and Tackle Set - 5 lb
--Pulleys
--Cable
--Hook
1 Climber's Kit - 12 lb
--Pitons
--Boot tips
--Gloves
--Harness
1 Set of Clothes, Common - 3 lb
--Roughspun Tunic
--Roughspun Pants
--Ragged Boots
1 Belt Pouch - 0 GP
1 Hunting Trap - 12 lb
1 Backpack - 5 lb - Holds 30 lb
1 Waterskin - 5 lb (full) - holds 4 pints
1 Tinderbox - 1 lb
1 Hempen Rope - 10 lb - 50 ft
2 Javelins - 2 lb Each
6 Darts - .25 lb Each

Total Encumberance: 71.5/240 lb (Light)
+Bookie has agreed to write a letter to Captain Ork at the Garrison. I should kill an animal in the forest and take it to Captain Ork to prove I'm adventuring material.
--The animal can be anything from the Forest. Bookie suggested a deer or a boar.

+Barthen has requested me to hunt a White Stag in the Forest, and has given me a free hunting trap for this purpose. If I don't succeed I should probably bring the trap back.
--I should try to find the Redchaser, she might be able to help me.

+Barthen is paying 1 GP per pound of Medicinal Herbs from the forest.

[Assistant]
Katherine Lindall-Fiore

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Katherine was slightly disappointed with the lack of major response to her "offer", though perhaps it was to be expected. With a bit of disappointment in her heart, she followed Maeda and Livia in the Arachne's office. She studied the room a bit, noticing that she recognized the craftwork of the fabrics on the ground. Beautiful to be sure, but she was also sure that such things had quite the monetary cost... Well, that's mostly based on the looks. She could easily be wrong. Now, there was a bit of oddity to this in Katherine's opinion. This place seemed fairly... Fancy which didn't fit her impression of this frontier area. While she looked at the bits and baubles of the room, she noticed a couple of things.

First of all, the instruments were definitely high quality. There were musicians that sometimes came and played for them, some foreign. The rugs were new, or Maeda hardly used her office which would not be too surprising. There was little to no wear on the fabrics. It's possible they were both the first people in here in a while.

After she was done looking around at the instruments, she took a seat in the chair next to Livia. About the time the tea was quite ready. There was sugar and creme near by, no not the cat, so she added some to her tea. It was delicious. Same way Yorick use to make it too. She pretended to not be interested in the conversation Livia was having, but listened in anyway. From sipping her tea, she took a couple of glances at Maeda to see if she noticed anything about her... But she had nothing. Maybe it was with how professional she was being right now. As the two continued to converse, she saw Livia move the cat on her shoulder down to her lap. It gave a cute little meow to her and she had to grab the little guy and bring it over to her lap.

A little cutie to pet for sure. While Livia talked her peace, Katherine felt a little dizzy at first... Then it was the typical headaches she got. The same thing that happened before the voice talked to her. It felt like she passed from reality to some dreamy daze of fog. There was a figure silhouetted against the clouds, "Go with her, dear." It was long and drawn out, but definitely feminine. How vexing it was, to have someone you don't know tell you where to go and give you a headache if you don't. Originally, she just wanted to tell Livia not to go since it sounded dangerous and she didn't want to lose someone important to her again, but there was little choice in the matter.

As she came to, she found her hand resting against her face as if to keep the pain in check. Livia had finished speaking and the cat was just looking at her. "Let me go with you." Katherine said, forcefully. She hardly ever tried to sound too forceful, so she meant it. Livia should know this much. She turned to Maeda, "That much should be fine, correct?" She asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

14 for Investigation.
4 for Insight on Spider Lady.

[User]
Shem considered in silence as Selena spoke, calmly eyeing her cronies. Drac was studying a map of the town that had some markings in what appeared to be infernal attached to some of the buildings. Gadget was tinkering with some helmet and Servanus was... What in the name of all that is sacred is he doing?!? Shem'et diverted her eyes from the ghastly display and focused them on the daughter of the Underhaven's proprietor.

 "I am sorry to hear your mother is not present." The crafter considered carefully everything else the young vampire said. Though Shem didn't know Selene too well, she could tell the young woman was shifty and up to no good. She also appeared bored as hell. Well, I'm not your plaything, little girl! You'll have to get your jollies another way, because I'm not playing your games! Determined not to play into Selene's machinations Shem spoke once more. "However as I need to leave post haste I cannot give you a list of my needs until she returns." The tabaxi's keen eyes scanned the interior of the inn in search for anything out of place or something that could give indication as to why Lucilia was absent. Finding nothing she fixed her gaze on Selena once more. "Regrettably, I shall have to go to Bertham's for my business." Shem'et bowed, glancing at the tinkering Gadget. Out of a crafter's pride and the desire to put this whole group of no-goods in their place she looked a bit closer with the intention of instructing the gnome on her lack of tinkering technique.

 However, to Shem's utter shame she could not make heads or tails of what Gadget was working on, and so she straightened, giving her attention to Selena once more. "Please, give your mother my deepest regards!" Shem'et knew her words would either not be conveyed at all, or they would be distorted in some way as to amuse Selena. Still she gave them in the spirit of good manners. "I'll will be off now." The tabaxi finished and made her way out of the bar.

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 Shem'et was still a bit irked by her encounter with Selena, and by the fact that she now had to go to Barthem for her supplies, but the task was more important then her misgivings about trading with the town's official merchant. It was not that she didn't like Barthem, it was just that she felt more at ease in Underhaven.

 Still, she put on a friendly face and walked into Barthem's shop as boldly as she knew how.

 "Good day to you, Master Barthem." She bowed her head slightly at the merchant. "Might I have a minute of your time? I was tasked with a mission for the town by Master Bookie and am in need of some supplies for my quest." Shem fished out the small piece of parchment she'd written her shopping list on and handed it to the merchant.

* A bag of ball bearings
* Five pouches
* One tinderbox
* Waterskin
* A sling
* A piece of parchment
* Ten pieces of chalk

Insight on Selena - 16
Investigation on map - 12
Investigation on Gadget's tinkering - 11


[System]
Age: 24

Sex: Male

Race: Dhampir (Vampire/Human hybrid)

Appearance: Tall, lithe, and beautiful; Kresnik appears as a youth who was sculpted from marbles with the intricate hands of angels, with eyes of the richest violet. His hair is long and snow white; his skin a smooth alabaster. He has high cheekbones, slanted eyes, and a strong jawline. His muscles are quite defined despite his slender appearance. He wears brown leather breeches, knee-high boots, and a white button shirt.

Occupation: Village doctor/witch doctor

Skills: Swordplay; extensive knowledge of folklore and magic; alchemy for medical applications (such as creating blood substitutes and countering poisons and toxins), as well basic medical knowledge (first-aid).

Powers: Sangromancy and minor blood manipulation (his own blood and free-flowing blood can be manipulated into constructing any desirable objects). He is particularly powerful with wards and has some measure of talent with hypnotism. His blood is also unique in that it is capable of healing fatal wounds in others, if consumed, without the risk of the patient contracting vampirism, as well as extending the victim's life-expectancy by a small sum. Aside from this, he simply has enhanced reflexes and an enhanced sense of hearing and smell. He can also increase his strength and speed with the drinking of blood.

Inventory: A silver longsword with a rose carved into the base of the blade. In his private room at the Clinic, he has a trunk with his previous attire from his days in Korvania: a black leather long coat with silver plates at the shoulders, knee-high leather boots with silver plating, leather breeches with a leather skirt, a single silver claw gauntlet (right hand) that reaches the elbow, and a single studded leather bracer that reaches the knuckles and bound around the middle finger by a slender leather thong (left hand).

History: Kresnik is an outsider from a country far up north of Tanjozo called Korvania, hailing from the capitol city of Mitternacht. He remembers much of his childhood, with great detail and pain. Formerly a Night Hunter--a unique warrior whose quarry were those of the supernatural--Kresnik forsook his old life in lieu for peace rather than being dragged into countless civil wars brought about by the Church and the Aristocracy. He arrived in Tanjozo 3 years ago and bought a clinic with his remaining funds as to contribute to the village's peaceful lifestyle.

Point of Interest: Sunrise Clinic- After arriving in Tanjozo, Kresnik bought an abandoned two-story house and converted it into a clinic after months of repairs and stocking supplies for potions and antidotes, as well as furnishing the place to appear somewhat hospitable (ironically, the entire clinic appears dismal and gloomy).

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Kresnik glanced at Cia as she appeared, his violet eyes now guarded with suspicion. Her innocent smile gnawed at him, the feeling dwelling within his chest vexing him. However, the dhampir shoved it all aside, keeping his expression stoic and stern. Despite his aloof demeanor, he did appreciate the sight of her and even enjoyed her presence, dressed or not. Nevertheless, he did not appreciate such thoughts or feelings, and discarded them without a second thought. Korvania taught him that such emotions were a weakness for a warrior; Tanjozo taught him detachment in the pursuit of healing. It didn't take Cia long to intercept his path to fully garner his attention, though.

"If you ever need any veggies let me know, I have plenty of lettuce and beets as of late, I'm sure you could find a use for it."

It took Kresnik a moment to see her generous offer. Though the village was rife with business, the Sunrise Clinic rarely received much attention aside from a few medicines here and there, and very rarely medical attention that didn't involve a scrape or shallow cut. His funds were low and his food mainly came in donations from those unable to afford his medicines and practice. Even his stores of medicine were slipping below a comfortable number. He often toyed with the idea of becoming a part-time Sentinel in order to continue making medications and even keep his food stores high. The dhampir discarded the idea as often as it came, reminding himself constantly that he wanted peace and that he did not want to engage in any more combat or needless wandering.

"I appreciate your offer," Kresnik began, his rich baritone losing some of its usual frigidity. "If I ever get any in-patients, I'm sure I could make a soup from my homeland that could improve their health." The doctor looked around, then sighed. "Would you like some help with your wares? It appears I will not be needed today."

[Assistant] Nila laughed at the thought of teaching Elvish, remembering when she was growing up how annoying it was to properly speak the tongue. "I'd love to, it's the least I can do", Nila replied. When it came to the question asking, the elf had some difficulty organizing her thoughts. Questions like: What's the local game? Where is the Sentinel HQ? Did she know the area around the village? And things of such nature. Instead she decided to keep things simple and say, "Nothing comes to mind at the moment though I'd love to get a proper tour, I've had the pleasure of exploring Tanjozo earlier today but I'm afraid I hadn't learned much". Nila began to think back at the mess she was earlier today but such memories were halted by the realization once again that Sarah was not a clan elf. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you end up being a city elf? Forgive me if I intrude, I've never encountered people outside the clanfolk", Nila immediately regret that asking as she felt that perhaps Sarah was in the same situation as her. If that's the case, she probably brought up a few painful memories.

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The waiter dropped off two plates of baked potatoes steaming with blobs of butter that was melting into yellow goo making the brown peel slick and shiny. "That'll be nine guilders." he said before leaving to attend to others.

Back at the ranch the embarrassed and stunned kid was well obviously embarrassed and stunned. A scare utterance of, "Y-you too." was all that escaped from his lips. He then rode away to the cattle pen to make sure the gate was locked before hurrying inside home to marinate in his shame.

Pisco was rather unaffected by what happened. Sure it was something not expected but other than that it was briefly disruptive. He merely waited until the crowd began to circle around again. Time passed and he was getting annoyed his various alcohols weren't selling as fast as he wanted. He had no intention of having to haul back his product home. Sacrificing better profits to laziness he reduced his prices by half and began yelling, "AYYY I GOT A SPECIAL END OF DAY SALE HERE! HALF OFF PRICES, YOU PICK IT'S HALF OFF!" He then sat down and waited for the people to come in.

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@Jerkchicken

Cia gave a sweet smile to Kresnick when he offered to help her. In truth she didn't really need any help with moving around her cart. She had unnatural strength thanks to her being a werebear. "I don't need any help with the heavy lifting, but if your willing I could use some help selling." Cia said, she still had a good amount of veggies left having only sold half her stock.

At this point Cia heard about a sale on alcohol. That was something she couldn't pass up. "If you do this for me I'll give you a box of veggies along with a bottle of brandy I'm about to buy." Cia said wanting to get to the sale before everyone else bought whatever was left.

Cia ran off after that leaving Kresnick next to her cart as she went to go and buy herself some of the half off alcohol. "I'll take two bottles of brandy and a bottle of vodka!" Cia said taking out some money to pay for the drinks.

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After sending the girl off satisfied with her sheep doll, and securing the few coins it cost, Belle spotted a boy a little older than the first kid looking at her. To this boy, she repeated her oft-used tagline, who approached warily before looking over her wares. Predictably, woven items failed to snare his imagination. He shifted from one foot to the other, not wanting to speak up either to request something or to admit his disinterest. Belle thought a moment before shifting her foot beneath one of the wicker baskets. In a swift motion, she flipped the basket onto its side, then picked it up with a pale hand and held it up. "Look." She placed it on her head, covering hood, hair, and face alike. From within her muffled voice explained, "It's a helmet. You wanna join the Sentinels, you gotta practice wearin' armor." Apparently uncaring whether or not anyone thought she looked silly, Belle removed the wicker helmet and held it out. Though she did not smile, she nevertheless felt gratification when the kid thumbed through some coins in his pocket and produced the money for it. Only a few moments later, he could be seen running through the craft show with the basket on his head, bumping into things occasionally but forgivable in his joy. Belle slipped the coins into her woven satchel, unconcerned that he hadn't paid the full price. The woven items were all very cheap.

The fierce afternoon sunbeams and the sudden lack of wind made Belle very comfortable, and as the seconds stretched into minutes it felt to the farm hand like hours. A few more purchases went through, but nothing notable happened until a cry went up from another stall. Her eyes barely open, Belle breathed deeply and pulled herself up from the stool. At an utterly leisurely pace she made her way to Pisco's stand, for his lay just across from hers, meaning that she needn't worry about anything being stolen. Belle found herself standing in line behind the bear girl from earlier. The two young women couldn't be more different: where Belle was tall, thin, pale, and introverted, Cia was more normal, more attractive, and more outgoing. These weren't why Belle resented her, however. She disliked the extravagance with which Cia acted, using incredible power without deliberation or responsibility—like it was nothing. Belle waited for Cia to get her extravagant amount of alcohol and then stepped up to Pisco. "Wine. One skin." It would last her weeks; she never took more than a single sip for the taste. "Please," she added, as an afterthought.

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Kresnik stared incredulously at Cia, unsure as to how to decline her request for him to help sell her crop. Never before did the dhampir enter the world of merchants, nor did he have the patience to act the fool and shout unnecessarily about sales and deals. He felt flustered, his alabaster face growing pink with embarrassment at the very thought. Before he could say anything, Cia ran off to the man selling his fine liquors, with her promising him some brandy.

He enjoyed brandy.

With a sigh of resignation, he closed the distance between himself and the cart and grabbed a head of lettuce and a beet. Swallowing his pride, he began to juggle the lettuce and beet, using his reflexes to his advantage, his warrior discipline to keep a rhythm, and his years of training for precise dexterity to never falter. After getting a rhythm down, he continued to toss the lettuce and beet in high arcs as he grabbed another beet and to add to the juggle. "Come one, come all!" He shouted, his face still stern and his eyes alight with an inner flame of determination. "I have beets and lettuce for sale!" Kresnik felt like an utter fool, but he was willing to put up with the idiocy in order to get some brandy and some extra food for his private stores. "For a modest sum, I'll throw in a recipe for Korvani Beet Stew!"

[User] It looked like his desperate sales attempt paid off as there managed to be a handful of people that came to buy his products. Business was good and he was getting ready leave once he dealt with all the stragglers coming in. Some woman came asking for brandy and vodka. "I only got wines, beer, and maybe some mead shoved back. Now if you want that other stuff I believe there's a bar nearby. I'll let you decide but feel free to poke in the back for something that catches your eye." He then beckoned to another woman who came up and with a whisper soft tone asked for a skin of wine. He knew her type and wordlessly went to fetch a bottle of table wine. No pitch for a certain project or asking about what type he merely fetched a bottle. "Fifteen guilders." was all he said.

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"Awesome! It's settled then." Sarah told her happily when she told her she'd teach her Elvish. When she told her she'd like a proper tour tommorrow she nodded, "Sure thing. We might be a decently small town but we have plenty of stuff to see." She replied.

Shortly after their food and drink arrived. After placing the guilders on the table to pay for the food she started eating. Shortly after Nila asked her how she came to be a city Elf. Not many people bothered asking about her past, mostly because her dad would tell practically everyone he could. Swallowing her bite of potato she thought momentarily before answering. "Well, my dad found me outside the village when he was on his way back from the mines and brought me back here. I don't really remember my birth parents or how I ended up here." She explained. "I kinda just stayed here and took up the family buisiness after that. Not much else to it that I remember, really."

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Cia gave a sigh as she realized that this store had no brandy or vodka. "I'll go elsewhere, I promised someone brandy." Cia said as she walked away to go find some brandy and vodka. She had also felt someone staring at her with great amount of what seemed to be either seething hate, or jealously. Either way it meant that the person staring at her hated her, something she felt would be best to just ignore for now.

Cia went to the store she was pointed out and bought the brandy and vodka. She then headed back to her cart to see Kresnik had actually sold a good bit of her products. "Good job! You sold most of my produce! I guess I'll let you have what's left since you helped me out. Also a bottle of brandy." Cia said handing him the bottle of brandy she had just bought. "Of course if you ever wanna share it just let me know." Cia added putting the bag of alcohol on her cart.

[Assistant] Kresnik sighed when the crowd went away. His face was red from embarrassment and his hands and arms cramped from not only his juggling, but from writing down numerous recipes for those that wanted them. When Cia returned, he took the brandy that she promised and nodded when she added that she wouldn't mind sharing the alcohol with him. "Perhaps some other time," he sighed, grabbing the coin he gathered from the many customers. "In the mean time, here is the profit you made; plus extra. It is the least I could do for the brandy and food." Kresnik added, shrugging away the embarrassment he felt.


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Age: 17

Gender: Female

Ranger Colour: Black

Appearance:

Personallity:

Crazy, Lazy, Loves to cause mayhem, Hates rules.

Skills/Hobbies:

~ Ninjitsu
~ Swimming
~ Freerunner
~ Ruining peoples day

Background:

Kiara comes from a wealthy family, which gave her everything she ever wanted. From mere toys to even her own human pets. Although they lived in one of the most darkest parts of the city. She still knew how to keep herself stand tall infront of the others, and even as her father came back beaten till pulp, she still tried to keep strong just for her family. As time went by, even Kiara had to confront the true darkness that was alive in this world. She had to witness the deaths of her own parents, just because of one small mistake her father had made at work. From that day forward, Kiara was no longer rich, nor was she poor. For she found a way to stay alive, by causing mayhem within the cities. At first Kiara just spied at Ninjitsu classes, although after a while she was caught and challenged to a duel with one of the better followers of Ninjitsu. As the battle went forward, Kiara came out victorious, and with that she became a student at the school.
As time went by, Kiara became a strong female, who knew how to keep herself from harm, and how to cause mayhem at the same time. As the last two years went by, Kiara made asure that the 'beasts' would had a tough time dealing with her, as she made asure their scouting parties would lose their ways, their convoys would get stuck and even their armies had to travel a long way around before reaching their destination.

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"Okay you big ugly son's of a rock. Let's tango." Lucas quickly knocks down one of the grey things with a jab to the throat moving to the next one he does a series of quick jabs to it's gut.

"Oh no you don't you grey things." Hayden moves over to help Candice he throws his elbow into one of the grey things throat knocking it down."I hope your ok I'd hate to lose someone on the first mission."

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Kiara looked at Zordon, as he spoke. Was it time to go loose?! A dark grin appeared on her face as they were transported.
As they appeared in the ruins of the city, she stared at the 'monsters' in front of her, she would probably call these Ugly Puglies. It suited them. As she noticed how each and every one of her 'team' began to fight. She glanced over at the Ugly Puglies. Somehow they didn't seemed that strong, for most of her 'team' could easily deal with them, although there were a few exceptions...
As a creature of gold suddenly appeared, she smiled, an opponent who was strong! She wanted to test out her new gear, and see how strong she was now!
"You guys take care of the Ugly Puglies will ya? I'll take on Miss Princess over there. He seems like fun!"
As she waved at her 'teammates', she began to sprint towards Miss Princess in who stood at the back, and in her sprint she slided towards him to kick his feet from underneath him. What she didn't expected was the fact that he indeed was stronger than the Ugly Puglies, and easily grabbed her leg to throw her a few feet away.
As she got back up on her feet, she grinned. Although she did began to hate the mask, somehow it blocked her thoughts.
"Perhaps it's not allowed, but who cares!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the helmet and ripped ot off her head, as she then threw it in the ground. She hated it if her head was covered.
As her hair slowly blew in the wind, and her eyes were filled with flames, a grin would appear on her face again, as she now was able to see eye to eye with her opponent. As she made her way back to him, she suddenly felt hands around her arms, Ugly Puglies... As they had a thight grip on her, she used her legs to lift herself up, did a flip and got released. Within the air itself, she launched a tornado kick against their faces to atleast gain some distance between them.
This was thougher than she had imagined... But it was a heck of fun!

((If it isn't allowed to remove the mask from the suit, just tell me and I'll change it :) I ain't that bad with changes xD))

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Jennifer hopped and shouted a quick "Sorry" before drawing her sword and charging back into battle. Blocking a strike from one of the puddies she slashed across it's chest, sending it flying in a series of sparks. Hearing Kiara shout she turned to see her battle this monster who had joined the battle. Watching her be thrown aside by the creature she struck down two other puddies before running towards her. As Kiara threw off her helmet and kicked the puddies off, Jennifer slashed at them sending them flying as Kiara landed.

Taking a stance next to Kiara she nodded towards her, readying her defence as the creature approached.

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Candice: "Yeah I am OK, I just got surprised that is all."

Soon one of the grey things went for her again but this time she was ready as she soon did a punch to the chest followed by a side kick. The gray clay man fell back and it seemed it did not get back up. The pink ranger created a fist for a moment before turning to see a creature in gold, what was it? All she knew at the moment is that it was not friendly, on top of that it seemed one of the rangers had removed the helmet. Was that safe she thought to herself, did the creature have something to take advantage of because the black ranger had no helmet on? This event was way to real and so she wondered if she had slipped somewhere and bumped her head or if she was in a coma. Everything was way to real to be fake and soon Candice headed towards the gold dude, she stayed a nice distance but she was closer to him and was only a 10 steps away from her partner Hayden.

Goldar laugh when one of the rangers tried to take him on, one ranger was not enough. Even more so that these rangers were new at this sort of thing. The gold being soon pointed his sword at the lot who were still busy with the foot soldiers, he would now intervene with the rangers. It was the perfect time, he did not fear any of the ranger. His eyes gazed over the pink ranger, a laugh followed as his sword soon pointed at the pink ranger. The rangers were nothing to him and the pink ranger was no threat to him but would that always stay the same?

Goldar: "Hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa....... Foolish power rangers, you can't beat the mighty Goldar. When I defeat you, I will take your power coins and give to my empress. Then we will grind this planet into nothingness. Hahahahahahaaaaaa. Come take me on if you dare pink ranger, I will play with you for a while before destroying you where you stand."

Candice: "Goldar huh, I will remember that name."

She was not going to take him on, she was not sure of her abilities yet and at that it might be better to do it with the ranger she was partnered up with or better with the group as a whole. The pink ranger soon turned to see how the others were doing and this was her second mistake as this gave Goldar a reason to charge at her and by the time she turned round he was in front of her and so he attacked her causing her to fly back a bit and having some form of sparks to happen. On top of that her suit had a black mark on now.

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Seeing Goldar attack Candice Ethan pulled out his gun and carefully aimed before firing at the armored creature. However one of the putty patrollers saw the opportunity and punched him in the back of the head, not even a second after he pulled the trigger. After turning around he quickly fired another shot hitting the monster point blanc in the chest.

While the shot took that putty down the rock gauntlet wearing had gotten back up and seeing what had happened to it's ally , it knocked the blaster out of Ethan's hand. Angrily the unarmed blue Ranger responded by kneeing it in what would have been the crotch if it was human.

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"Heller ser I would to sell you some SPIDERS and BATS!" Lucas seeing the opportunity to sneak up behind the gold guy whose name is apparently Goldar, which he then proceeds to jump on Goldar's back and execute a successful strangle hold.

"Good, now let's take Goldie Locks over there and teach him not mess with us Rangers." Hayden turns towards Goldar and yells,"You want to fight, then well give you a fight, but not a one on one no your way to powerful for that so it's all or nothing."

[User] When Goldar got hit by Ethans's shot he looked in his direction but upon seeing the blue ranger fight decided he wasn't worth his time. Ethan who had no idea that he even managed to get the armored ape's attention, was desperately trying to reach his gun so that he could deal with the rock gauntlet putty patroller. The clay creature had responded to the totally ineffective kick by punhing hte blue hard enough in the chest to force him down on his knees and was now kicking him in the sides.

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Goldar: "Very well power brats, I will defeat you all for my empress."

Even with the yellow ranger strangling him he was still ready though of course he would do whatever he could to get them off him. The putties were slowly but surely dropping in numbers.

Candice: "I think we should do a team attack, just you and me before sending the rest of us in to take this goof on."

She was not clear what the attack was but she hoped her partner was gamed to do it with her. So far she had seen she was flexible and maybe that meant she was the agile one or at least one of them. Candice had yet not touched the weapon on her as she soon nodded for a moment before making a stance followed up with her hinting to an attack coming. Whatever the team attack would be would need to be done quickly. Soon she was off, hopefully red ranger would follow behind as the pink ranger soon jumped in the air and did a flying kick towards the golden goof. With her partner following in for an attack Goldar should get a surprise from one of them if not both of them. Candice planned to hit him on his upper left chest to make him stagger if she was strong enough, hopefully her partner could help with that.

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Kiara glanced at her teammates for a moment, all of them were fighting and some of them were even joining her to fight goldylocks. Perhaps they weren't that bad, but she wanted to see what they could do. And as she saw that the Ulgy Puglies were dropping rapadly, she yawned for a moment. There were six of them, and just a few of those Ulgy Puglies, and then ofcourse there was that Goldylocks. Perhaps it was time for her midnight nap? They could handle it with just the five of them right?
"You guys can handle the rest right?"
Kiara grinned, as she walked towards her helmet and placed it back on her head. As she then walked towards one of the buildings that more or less had collapsed, as she reached it she layed down so that she could see the fight, and even get her beauty sleep.
As she sat down, she made herself comfortable so that she could see the fight, and even enjoy a bit of relaxation. She wasn't planning to fight for now, although she got quite the thrill a moment ago. She had just entered her relaxation mode, and wasn't planning on coming out of it for the time being. They could easily take down that princess by themselves.

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"Hey Lucas help me hold this guy." Hayden rushes Goldar and grabs his arm, using his leg he traps Goldar's leg.

"You got it." Lucas lets go of Goldar and pulls a similar move to Goldar's other leg and arm."Well now looks like your going down goldielocks."

"Hmmph, pitiful." Goldar takes his arms and pulls them forward into a clapping motion the force of this throws Hayden and Lucas off of him sending them flying, Hayden crashes into Ethan and the rock gauntlet Putty troop. Lucas crashes into the last few Putty soldiers.

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Watching everything unfold Jennifer figured "Screw it" and attacked Goldar. After exchanging a few blows Jennifer was thrown back in a hail of sparks. Getting up she punched the ground and charged again with Goldar dispatching her swiftly and sending her flying to the feet of her team mates.

"Any ideas?" she asked

[Assistant] Thanks to Hayden's unintentional help Ethan managed to reach his gun and finished his opponent off with a head shot.When the white ranger asked for ideas he could only think of only one thing."Just one, we could try to hit to Goldar with all our blasters at the same time. No matter how strong he strong is I doubt he'll like that."

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Jennifer: "Any ideas?"

Ethan: "Just one, we could try to hit to Goldar with all our blasters at the same time. No matter how strong he strong is I doubt he'll like that."

Candice watched as the black ranger walked from what she could see from the battle yet still close enough to witness it. Was was up with that she thought to herself. The idea Ethan had seemed like a good one and she had yet to use her blaster though the black ranger was needed for this to work, would five out of six be enough? her eyes soon floated down to her blaster, hopefully the group would do this as Goldar could probably tire them out before they could tire him out. The fact that Goldar was handling them was a bit worrying but from what Zordon had said they should pull through.

Candice: "Let's do it, I am getting tired of seeing monkey man over there."

Goldar: "Monkey man! I will show you I am no monkey man pink ranger."

Candice: Let's go rangers."

Candice soon pulls her blaster out ready to do the team shot that Ethan brought up, they were new and she did not want to take any more chances they already had to take. Who knew if Goldar was playing around with them or not.

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Lucas gets up and rushes to the others blaster at the ready.

Hayden follows suit. "Hey, I think we need everyone for this to work." he calls to the black ranger.

(sorry it's short no idea what else to do.)

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Kiara glanced over from her spot, as she saw everything from where she layed.
She grinned as most of them came up with the idea of using their weapons against that little miss princess.
As she stood up, she stretched a bit befote slowly walking towards the group.
This fight got bored quite fast... perhaps it was the weapon she had, and perhaps it was the team she was with. Who knows.
As she joined the group, she stared at them for a moment before grinning and grabbing her axe.
"Well, lets do this then!"