Raidou

A few vials clattering together, Ruri and him just got done creating a few potions together. The girl was learning more and more everyday and he was very proud of her. In his opinion she was one of those whom he thought had the furthest to come. It has taken time but she was finally coming out with the group. She was starting to believe in herself like he believed in her. Hearing the chef couple come into the guild hall. Freya was talking about taking one of the guild quests, good. Glancing down to Ruri, “How about it, you want to tag alone again?” The girl shrugs her shoulders and continues f

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [3/5] Watching Sam’s arrows piece deep upon each creature, with it they were left with just one. Seeing this monster mobile made him wonder if he should make spaghetti tonight. How hard could it be? Taking a few steps forward as he would drive his sword deep within the tangled mess. It would cut a few noodles on its frame and a few more as he pulled the blade out. It was making sloshing noises, he wasn't sure what that meant. Glancing at the health bar above their head, it was low. That was what the creature was freaking out about, it was almost d

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [2/5] Arrow after arrow thunks into the deer without even the slightest rebuttal. The thing appeared almost unnatural in its lack of concern nor care, as if it couldn't feel the pain or the fear. The others were clearly starting to get unnerved by this creature, but Raidou stood strong. He'd long past accepted the oddities he would face within the cardinal system, so a deer with hands like a person wasn't that obtuse no matter how awkward. The swordsman clips its leg as it saunters past, causing it to trip face first with a polite thud. The blade

Standard Recovery +4 EN, New Round -> Adjusted Order Watching in earnest as his team roared to life, as these oddly shaped enemies tried to resist them. He scanned their defenses, analyzed the amount of damage they took, how quick their reflexes where. There was a lot to glean in that observation of his, and once satisfied with the results of such an observation the swordsman's weapon filled with energy. The blade moves toward his sight line, turning his wrist to prepare himself. A surge of blue rips across his eyes, and a sudden jerk sees the space between them folded in half. The bla

Down the pathways from the guild vault, a long diverse cacophony of players off to the mines like a conglomerate of dwarves to hunt for gemstones. There was a Disney movie for this to be sure. A single file line of ducks, heading straight for the only warp gates they could access while carrying such ungainly containers and boxes. The flash of blue as they all stepped up one after another, each firing off the name of the settlement as their target. Stopping Kasumi with a tap of his elbow, he'd pass her a folded slip of paper. "We will likely be checking these out. After" The man quips as she'd

As Ruri meanders her way into the vault, Raidou was studiously at work reorganizing the shelves. Not used to seeing the girl moving around so early in the morning, he cannot help but smile and wave. "Good morning." He remarks slinking a glass jar back from a teetering edge of an upper shelf, before he steps down a step ladder and scans for what her motive was. Catching the wrapped container of vials in her hand, and a scribbled note in the other. She was aiming to make a delivery? The sudden growth had him filled with pride, that she was finally getting back out there instead of hiding from th

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN Patting his chest, he actually felt that one. For a moment he would feel a bit winded from the impact alone. Pushing his frames up the bridge of his nose before clearing his throat. Taking another map from the inside of his coat. The parchment would shatter in his hands as more enemies would make themselves known. Charging into the group and crashing his blade in front of him and charges of lightning surge through each of them. They all tumble and slide across the ground leaving a trail of whatever they were made of in their path. Readjust

The lightest tap of the blade still left it feeling heavy, on the players shoulders it would reflect the weight of that creed and the reality that it gave. In that heft they'd feel the gravity of the spoken contract and the fact the Faceless Lord would make good on his side of the bargain if he must. "Perhaps." It milled almost as a dismissal of the sentiment, in that twin tongue that spoke in orchestra. "But it is best you choose where to allot such compassion. It is only a strength when given wisely. Carelessly providing and bleeding for everything that breathes will see you back in the pris

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN “Nicely done.” Raidou pays the compliment to Ruri as she seemingly apparates at his side, finding the encouragement would work wonders to affirm her wavering courage. The sunlight colored blade in his right hand rings bright in a contrast of yellow electricity to her blue, hungry for a release upon its addled victims. His image surges into a blur of crimson red, accented with an angry fluttering of the thing as the gap is closed. Like a hammer that slant of steel is driven into the earth sending a clap of thunder and an impact with a heavy

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN Twisting his blade and slamming it down against the ground, a fissure full of lightning strolls through and around the creatures that still stood. The team was doing a fair job taking them all out. Pulling his large heavy sword up, placing it on his shoulders. Glancing at the others one by one carefully as the creatures fall to their backs unable to move from the shocking impact. Shiina was having a blast, Setsuna didn’t seem enthused, Sam seemed uninterested and Ruri looked curious. All the different expressions from his team as for him,

Setting a few empty flasks on the table of his alchemy lab. Ruri starts helping to organize them where they were meant to go. Turning his head at the random call out from the main room, he would lightly push his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. It would seem that Sam has initiated a guild quest this time, good on her. Gripping his robe off the back of a chair, looking at the young girl with a smile. “You can come this time if you want to, show them how strong I know you’ve gotten. Up to you though” saying as his feet would shift toward the door and head to the vault to gather some thing

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Raidou}

The blade in hand the lord looms, heavy foot steps that portrayed a mass with weight exceeding its stature. That cool almost black blade hungers for death and dismemberment, having feasted plenty and yet still left unsatisfied. "Semantics, Vincent knows how little they matter. Isn't that right?" It barked in an abrupt scorn toward them both, twisting the blade and listening deeply to their pulse. An avatar silently portraying their discomfort like a human body, and functioning just the same. The blade raises high above Lancaster's head, who can visibly be seen flinching. Expecting the headsman

The film of crimson persists through the air like a malevolent vapor draining the life from all within his confines, as a roaring streak of red scorched the souls of those it gazed upon. A feral looking creature that almost fully divorced itself from humanity despite having arms and legs, its skin a polished black ooze that dripped void like ink from its wrists and elbows. "Vincent Lionetti." It spoke in a sharp tongue, one of twin tones overlapped over one another. A duality to it, alien and unnatural. "Best not jump to conclusions as you are notorious for." It hissed as the blade is ripped c

Thread Closure: Mari | [Word Count: 12291/5 = 2458.2] * [True Tier: 15] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.03] = 37979 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 5696 col Raidou | [Word Count: 12291/5 = 2458.2] * [True Tier: 19] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 49041 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 7356 col Lancaster | [Word Count: 12291/5 = 2458.2] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1] = 14749 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2212 col Final Rewards: Mari: 37979 EXP 5696 x 1.03 {Guild Rank 3} = 5867 Col Raidou: 49041 EXP 7356 x 1.05 {Guild Rank 5} = 7724 C

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [3/5] Raidou could not help but smile watching the team keep this man down and debilitated. Watching it all transpire together as a team should be working together as one. He was rather proud of seeing it unfold in front of him. Raising his blade to his right before moving it into an upward motion and striking downward against the man's back. He could hear more bones snapping out of place and it would not be long before this was over. “When this is done we will head to floor 24 and take out the field boss there.” Only then could he get home and st

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [2/5] While the man right under his feet would still be catching his breath, Raidou would readjust his blade in his hands. Pulling it straight up with the hilt pointing to the sky, he would plunge the man with his weapon right where the heart would be. Pulling his sleeve up to his face as to not get blinded by the explosion of shards that would burst up toward him. With an index finger he lightly pushes his frames back up the bridge of his nose and looks to Celeste. Pulling something out of his inner coat pocket saying “Find the last group.” Pulli

Standard Recovery +4 EN The softest of footfalls, not ones of haste but of tact and planning. The streets of Aradennia where some of the nigh endless roads to which he knew like the back of his hand. The reflection of a pair of lenses on his face as he'd come into view, on the opposed flank of the rest of his group. It appeared to the man that the rest of his guild members had already done quite a fair number of dispatching these ass clowns long before his arrival, but what trap he had set was about to be sprung. Roice as he was named, a focus of the eyes and a targeting that produced a c

*new round, new turn order, -10 EN due to carrying Gathering up a few extra containers from the guild vault, Raidou was readying for the journey ahead. A couple extra standard materials like linens or twine, cables or thread. Simple stuff, to add with his own. To the meeting room table, he scans the ledger and puts marks near Griswolds, Gaius's delivery and passes some extra supplies to Kasumi, Celeste and Simmone for transit. With that, he maps a route through the city points using the plaza warp gates and runs against the clock to glean how long the journey would take using the 3d map.

The collection of vials rattled in the leather container they were slotted in, as a tied parcel of salves tapped against its side. A care package to aid in defense efforts that were already flimsy at best. Locking eyes with Griswold as he breaches the threshold of the guild hall in the forest of memories. "Good morning." spoken in a whimsical and simple greeting, taking a fix on the box in the smiths hands. Part of the pair that would be making transit to his own offer of aid, it would appear that today the deliveries aligned. Naturally that meant they would be traveling together, over the nex

Then there was nothing, the fields had been washed of all that would oppose. Alarms blared on to no aggressor, as fleeting attempts at aid had been crushed under a cast iron fist. There would be more names on the wall, in the dozens to join others. But such was the price to pay for insurrection, for an utter lack of human decency. For betrayal of all the joy and futures that were stolen. Husbands, Sons, Daughters and wives, yet in here they had donned the masks of monsters and had forgotten how to feel. In that way, they were nothing more then the monsters of the game they feared. A hollow ras

Tucking the music box under his left arm, the linen bag slung over his right shoulder. Despite the static in the air, Raidou couldn't really peg what exactly had him so on edge. As if there was an air of mystery or intrigue, like a gut feeling that he couldn't shake. Another scan left and right as he exits the store, and a glance to his clock shows that time was starting to fade as it pushed 10pm. Without any evidence that something was amiss, the wanderer taps the necklace around his throat to activate it. A flash of blue light sends him firing floors above, toward his abode given his daily a

The blurt of a horn sends out an alert for more then just their allies. A blade rips clean, the transformation complete and his marker a stark red. The systems gift when he wore a cardinal creature like a second skin was it was nearly impossible to target him. A faint red outline around a darker blackish gray osmium blade, an ungainly weapon that dwarfed even the heaviest armor in weight held taught in one set of serrated and pointed ichor covered fingers. Those stones begin to ping, one after another in small tones, and with it the wanderer begins to pop <<Detection>> sending ring

A sharp twist of his body and a lift of his face to his glasses sees them removed, the arms of the lenses folded in a slow and deliberate steeling of his resolve. Like a headsman sharpening an axe, casting judgement and offering a guilty verdict in one subtle motion. "Vincent, before you go." The wanderer spoke, but his voice seemed distorted as lines of black began to trail up his neck his eyes inhuman and monstrous with hatred. "Its likely they hit her with some of her own concoctions or some garbage they cooked up. Catch." The man remarks tossing two items one after another. "The vial first

There was an distinguishable static in the air, as if the night was charged by some unseen force. Raidou was on edge, finding the shift in atmosphere a bit alien. He couldn't quite place the reason behind the shift, but it was a light bit quieter that was easy to overlook. The nomad was keeping his eyes and ears open as he'd continue his rounds. The settlement itself seemed about as normal as usual, but he couldn't help but shake the odd feeling boiling in his stomach. Glancing up at some of the windows that had since become dim as the twilight closed in despite the lack of a sky. Instinctuall