Nisahime

That little firecracker helps lighten the mood a bit. Wondered why it didn’t do much for the others. They were all such mood killer’s. Giving a small sigh at the huge buzz killingtons this lot was. Making another crystal appear out of thin air, really Morrighan was just so fast with the menu these days that people never actually saw her open it. Slowly walking toward the group again, watching each little warrior, Raidou was the only one that looked like he might be thinking about how to open the supposed magical case according to Celeste. Wonder if they would ever try to just will their hand i

Hearing them scrambling their brains trying to figure out how to get the mechanism open. I was a bit funny but Morrighan would show any emotion to that. Keeping that same perky smile as Gaius was now in arms reach. Handing out another crystal, the man takes it. Listening to the Red Head specifically, Morrighan had to think at first how dumb that question was. “If I had freaky deaky powers,” making quotation marks with those fingers, “Then I wouldn’t be standing here with you guys. I would already be out of this pest of a trap now wouldn’t I.” A mix of irritation and anger was attached to these

Morrighan gave a smirk toward Raidou, “Good now how do we retrieve it?” A question followed by a question. It was simple, if they could get it for Morrighan then these little flame wisps would stop spawning. Not sure if they have figured that out yet but deep down inside it felt like they were getting closer, just on the tip of the tongue, just out of reach. Waiting it out was the hardest part for Morrighan. It was like watching them hit a gopher with a rubber mallet but not actually getting anywhere. Giving a small sigh, beginning to walk around the group as more start to present themselves f

Smart boy, he knows more than he was letting on. Right on cue pointing at the sleeping creature with her fingers in the shape of a gun. Right when the golem bursts Morrighan makes a popping sound with her lips. Within that burst, flames seem to come to life. “Now I know you're the right one,” Morrighan says in a whisper to herself as she had a vendetta of her own and this confirms that the tool that was needed was embedded in that things chest, Morrighan would wait till they were done having their little fun with the infinite wisps though. They would not stop forming until the heart of the bea

*New Round, New Rotation “About time,” taking the map in her hands. Looking at everyone that all seemed to be almost bored and annoyed, couldn’t wait to see what this next area had in store for them. Closing her eyes, placing the map in one palm and the other on top, like a metaphorical sandwich. It started to become really warm around them all. The grounds beneath their feet turn charcoaled gravel as the environment itself was a sight for sore eyes. One could hear blasting in the distance of molten lava bursting from its home. Enlarged boulders were sizzling and swelling with the veins o

*Combat Ends, Rhino Horn Reset Folding her arms across her chest watching the little warriors scramble around like little ants looking for the other things that could but probably not spawn. “Great observation,” commented on the question about the rain as everyone but her were getting soaked now. The water just fell off of the woman like droplets on glass. Glancing around now trying to help find what she knew wasn’t going to appear. Even if they did, no words would be spoken. It was so amusing watching the team run around like chickens with their heads cut off. Morrighan would just wait f

*Optimal Turn Order Shift Lightly clapping her hands togethers slowly, “Bravo bravo,” watching some of them creating chaos within the storms that they concocted by their own volition. It was clear that they had learned some new tricks since the last time they had been near one another, which really wasn’t that long ago. Wondering just what had changed to show this kind of performance today. It is the greatest that Morrighan had seen them yet and at this point she couldn’t be more proud to see such improvement. Maybe it was helping the little warriors by just allowing them to see what she

There was something different about today. Eyes were not prying her every movement. Maybe Shiina was right, that they were more inclined to help instead of focusing on what she was doing. This might be easier than Morrighan thought. They were getting ready for a fight and some were wearing coats. Expecting to be in the cold again, a smile painted lightly on her face, they will most definitely not need that where they are going today. If anything they are going to need less. The waters start to boil but not because it was hot. The creature suddenly splashes up spraying water in every direction.

Back upon well traversed pathways, the familiar sounds of waves mixed with the soft crunching of sand underfoot. A somber breeze danced wistfully through white hair and found itself brushing leaves on the shore. Morrighan stood in a serene outlook across that wave of blue, eagerly waiting for the moment where fates would align again. The journey was long but in her eyes it was but an instant by comparison to her past, arduous to some but simple and lacking in hers. Eyes reflected that water in a stark and sapphire blue, one that contrasted her own in a polarity to which she was beginning to re

A glance up at the girl as she stood, clearly the size being incomparable yet it stood adamantly regardless. "Am I a fraud, or am I right? So you have a name, but thats it. A daughter to who? A friend to who? Even now..." The thing would look left and right, around as if peering through the mirror like a window. "Boast all you like, pretender. But by all counts...." It would gesture to the ground at the girls feet. "Your meddling right now? What does this have to concern you? Why are you here?" Placing its hands to the mirror, as if to a window pane. it would look with that uncanny smile with

A somber retelling upon the mirrors reflected face, sporting the same tears to which the girl would wear. Like an outfit, it would appear only for show as it's expression would twist to one much more placid. "So how? How are you finally going to get out of these pathetic fort you've built around yourself." It would turn to look down upon her despite the height difference, her own past staring through her as if it could easily see her fallacy. "Your empty because you don't know what the fuck your doing, what do you have, who are you really? Samantha? Or Katoka 2. Maybe your just Freya or Raidou

The reflection would look back at her, mirroring her every move despite the obvious height difference. "Then why are you hiding, who do you think your fooling?" the thing would respond in kind with the players voice, as it would start to cry but maintain that smile in a strange mix of emotion. "So quick and brash, so selfish and self serving." the reflection would answer. Matching her every motion, it would express the same level of shock and dismay as it would continue to stare daggers into the player. The sound of shattering glass echoes from the trees, as hisses in the woods would portray a

Wandering their way through the forest, under a constant and uninviting scrutiny the player would find themselves deeper within the maw of this place. The fog seems to thicken and become even more obscuring, causing eyesight to twist into a blanket of white. Thick enough it would feel almost like a blizzard, yet there was no howl of wind. Instead it sat frozen, absent and empty. Those pale images would continue to appear and vanish the moment they were witnessed, dropping out phrases that would not be understood and avoiding all perceptions enough to discern what they were. The players heartbe

As the player would see themselves within the white fog of the forest of memories, they wouldn't help but feel as though they were being watched. Moreover, on their peripheral they would continue to see figures that would seemingly vanish the moment attentions would turn to them directly. Those harsh whispers took volume, almost like chanting or recanting in whispered tones. The mist would continue to trail about limply and swell and fall, stirring through the air with every step. Every step within the forest would leave it sticking or escaping from every footfall, it was so thick that one cou

The billowing fog of the forest of memories would invite none to travel its troublesome depths. That soft white film spreads thinly through the air, causing the faint obscurity to play upon eyesight. Beneath it the dark oak wood trees would sit vaguely through the mist, drawn loosely as hard to make out silhouettes topped with a rich and dark green that would conceal the night sky. Murmurs of the restless would chatter angrily in faint whispers near impossible to make out, just beyond perceptions enough to understand but vivid enough to confirm the dread of isolation. Worse off, it felt ever s

First! *smashes a wine bottle on the side of the ship to kick off the journey by buying dumb shit* Bottled Vigor x 2 | [6 Mon] Gain +1600 EXP. Untradable; applied upon purchase.

*Optimal Turn Order Shift A long discussion under constant chaos that burned on behind them was just about to its close. "That's everything?" the woman asks of the blue skinned fellow, to which he would place his hand upon hers. "Tis the truth, not a missing memory. Take to wings young millitian, these halls will renew thy identity." Victor responds before lifting his hand from hers and slinking back into his stone coffin, pulling the rapier taught against his chest. "Thank you Victor, it has helped a lot." The mans eyes slam closed, allowing Morrighan to return the lid where it belonged.

*Optimal Turn Order Shift The duke folds up, looking to the woman as if confused. "Why hath ye returned, champion?" knowing full well that Nisahime had already undertaken this trial, her final push toward the end. "Simple, victor. I walked this path once and I need you to remind me of the specifics." she'd offer the cold blue skinned fellow, as he'd clamp a sharp tipped glove upon that coffins rim. "I pry tell, your memories are lost?" Victor would remark looking on to the others that had not undertaken the trial, wondering if they were going to survive to face him. "Pay them no mind, Vic

*Rhino Horns Reset The gate falls and Morrighan is the first through it, as the enemies in the chamber would detonate instantly once the basilisk fell. "Almost, one more room~" The woman beckons back with a cheerful outcry, finding her way into the last room. This one adorned with four rectangular pillars, an altar in its center as well as another on the far end. The altar itself painted dark red with matte dried blood, upon an incline of stairs. "Hold them back, I need to talk Victor." she'd waltz up the center of the room and start to run her hand along the coffin that appeared like an

A steadfast onlooker would continue to sit by the next doorway, watching readily the team of players. As if in an elegant play, they would continue to beat down their opposition as if rehearsed showing their expertise within the given system. The skills they held would likely prove useful for times to come, and moreover through transitive it would maintain that worth despite the circumstances. A curious sort that, how something so mundane could provide a valuable side product. Case and point, the very semblance of exploiting their capability to invade the walls of this ancient hall. The next r

Thread Closure: Nisahime | [Word Count: 5802/10 = 580.2] * [True Tier: 7] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2559 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 383 col Raidou | [Word Count: 5802/10 = 580.2] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 5117 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 767 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 5802/10 = 580.2] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2924 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 438 col Simmone | [Word Count: 5802/10 = 580.2] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2924 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 438 col Shiina | [Word Count: 5802/10 = 580.2] * [

*Optimal Turn Order Shift Everything was coming together very well, it hasn’t even gotten the chance to show the true nature of its abilities yet. It would seem that this creation of his was nothing compared to the real thing. Last time it took a small army to even make a dent against it. Maybe her training and words given to them were making a difference. Parading through the snowy lands, feet sink in but the coldness was not affecting her like the others. A few more steps forward Morrighan would be standing next to the massive sized head. It was rounding its death which meant that it wa

*Optimal Turn Order Shift Taking the map from her little lightning bolt, this was the only way they would give Morrighan the trust and help that was needed for the strength that she required. It might be a mess but it was worth it. Untying the folded paper, unravels it, grasping each flat side with both her hands. Saying a few words as a bright light fills around them blinding the team. What they would feel is freezing cold temperatures, what they would hear is screeching and roaring above them. “See the white glint in the sky, that is what I’m after” pointing up in the sky at a large whi

*Optimal Turn Order Shift Boots sinking ever so slightly into the sand, tiny waves splashing off an invisible barrier that couldn’t be seen. Hands behind her back, hands tucked together as she approaches Raidou. “Where I am going is dangerous, no doubt that you guys can handle it.” Shifting her feet around the man, “Dangers will lurk in the skies which will be clear this time.” Another few steps, Raidou’s head twists around with her listening. “Put them down first and ask your questions later” not looking at Raidou now but the group as they put these tiny distractions to waste. It was alm

*Optimal Turn Order Change The girl might not be half off, it was fun watching them squirm on her behalf though. Was enjoying the show that they presented every time they were on the battlefield. Maybe if she told them or rather showed them, they would show more potential, not that they weren’t already but they were still just tiny soldiers in Morrighans eyes. The stronger they were the more strength she had. That might not bode well with them but this was the only way to make that man get what he deserved. Maybe a little notion toward the right direction would be okay. They would be in f