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Dragonstone
Rank E. MT 4, HIT 80
(Ranged weapon)
(Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +3, MAG +5, SKL +3, SPD +2, DEF +4, RES +3)
Ice Dragonstone,
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Turns into an Ice Dragon.
Deals Ice Damage.
[x2 DMG from Fire Weapons]
(STR +2, DEF +13, RES +9, SKL +7, SPD +3)
Fire Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 6, HIT 80
Turns into a Fire Dragon.
Deals Fire Damage.
(STR +6, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +3, SPD +2)
Flying Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Transforms into a Wyvern.
Deals Wind Damage.
[x2 DMG from Wind, Arrows]
(STR +1, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +4, SPD +15)
Magic Dragon
Transforms into a Magic Dragon.
Deals MAG Damage.
[x2 DMG from items that deal double against Magical Units]
(MAG +7, DEF +4, RES +9, SKL +5, SPD -1)
Dragonstone +
Rank C. MT 8, HIT 70
(Ranged Weapon)
Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +8, MAG +6, SKL +5, DEF +13, RES +9)
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (With Dragons!) The Madame, Cassius Auron, Odette Von Rosenberg, and Sláine Sedereth Training Grounds
It was another day in the Garreg Mach Monastery, with another group of students to test the mettle. This group of students were particularly fond of melee weapons and took to testing their strength against the wooden test dummies set up around the perimeter of the grounds.
The Madame had sat in her usual spot in the corner overlooking the entirety of the open air room. For her, it was refreshing to see the energetic ones practicing with their blossoming moves, screaming and yelling with all their might to showcase the furious wastefulness of inadequately-named attacks.
"Rising Cut!" "Unified Stab!" "Breaking of the Head!"
The professor let out a flabbergasted sigh, her expression completely pink with embarrassment. Yes, some heroes of this land were said to have had special moves that they called upon to increase their strength, but that is an old and very dead practice!
Speaking of which, striking a non-moving target would be stagnating if focused on for too long. In time, she will have to hold a small class tourney to really test their grit. The class' scheduled patrol was not so far away, thus, the sooner she could confirm their resolve, the better.
Perhaps they could start on that today?
Last Edit: Dec 16, 2019 19:51:16 GMT by The Madame
Odd Rhythm: If a unit equipped with this skill has their turn set during an odd number in the turn order, they get +10 to their HIT and the enemy gets -10 to their HIT.
Wyrmsbane: Deals double damage against dragon units as long as the user is in beast form.
Unlike those around her, Sláine was silent as she practiced her form. Her training axe crashed against the dummy in tight arcs. She was a bit slight of frame to wield the large, heavy axes like those training to become knights did, so what was in her hands resembled a fire axe more than a proper weapon. It still worked for her, and the real deal in this shape could still kill.
She glanced around at some of the louder attack name shouts, with an expression that was either fondness or disdain. With her near permanent, smug grin it was hard to read. She was getting bored fighting training dummies, it wasn't the same as wailing on someone with her axe until their guard broke, until she crushed them and put them in their place. She could always heal them afterwards.
Post by Odette Von Rosenberg on Dec 22, 2019 6:56:56 GMT
Whilst it was true that most students were expanding on their martial skill, there was always an exception to the rule. Clad in her familiar full plate, Odette took a steadying breath, before extending her arms forward and letting the magic inside pour forth towards the training dummy. It was a familiar feeling, the tickle of darkness flickering through her before it burst forth in a condensed ball of darkness.
The time it took to cross the distance was negligible, striking the dummy with a suitable satisfying thump of power. Of course, she did not relent, unleashing more of the balls at more targets, the shouting of attack names doing nothing to soothe the slight headache that had started to build at the back of her head.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Yellow
Height: 6'3
Weight: 225lb
Casual Clothing: At the Academy, wears the uniform of the Black Eagles. Outside of the academy, wears a white sleeveless dress shirt with black pants and boots.
Battle: Black and gold plated armor. Gold cape with black trims.
To be honest, Cassius wasn't all that familiar with naming moves. So he didn't have any named moves to call his own. He was used to dealing with bandits, and at best their cries were more just a bunch of "ARRRGH!" and "RARRRRGH!" and "HAND OVER YER VALUBERS!" and things like that. So to hear the lot start naming their moves before using them was... Interesting, to say the least. The cries had interrupted Cassius' training, as he watched them a moment. Was this how he was supposed to do it? Well, it couldn't hurt to try...
"Uhhh... Stab!" Cassius called out in a halfhearted attempt to mimic the others as he stabbed the dummy with his sword. Was that how he was supposed to do it?
Dragonstone
Rank E. MT 4, HIT 80
(Ranged weapon)
(Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +3, MAG +5, SKL +3, SPD +2, DEF +4, RES +3)
Ice Dragonstone,
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Turns into an Ice Dragon.
Deals Ice Damage.
[x2 DMG from Fire Weapons]
(STR +2, DEF +13, RES +9, SKL +7, SPD +3)
Fire Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 6, HIT 80
Turns into a Fire Dragon.
Deals Fire Damage.
(STR +6, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +3, SPD +2)
Flying Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Transforms into a Wyvern.
Deals Wind Damage.
[x2 DMG from Wind, Arrows]
(STR +1, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +4, SPD +15)
Magic Dragon
Transforms into a Magic Dragon.
Deals MAG Damage.
[x2 DMG from items that deal double against Magical Units]
(MAG +7, DEF +4, RES +9, SKL +5, SPD -1)
Dragonstone +
Rank C. MT 8, HIT 70
(Ranged Weapon)
Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +8, MAG +6, SKL +5, DEF +13, RES +9)
The professor’s eyes moved between each of the students, beginning with Sláine. The girl was a rather brutal sort, swift and unrelenting in her strikes. Nevertheless, her expression held an air of insolence, one that could riposte without a spoken word.
Ms. Sedereth, axe-user, transferred into the general studies course. She intends to ascend to leadership in her family, yet I see in her a certain brutality with her method. She moves quietly, attacking with an impudent, taunting smile.
This bears to question the strength of her blows. Wooden dummies can break easily under enough duress, ergo I will have to test her strength myself.
Even so, it takes far more than brute strength to lead a village, and it certainly takes a village to raise a child.
Next, Odette. As always, she wore her full set of armor, casting dark magic with relative ease and rigid poise. It was a wonder how she managed wearing her armor during active hours, moreover, there was really no need for the students to don armor while within the walls of the monastery...
No. There is something deeper. She desires freedom, yet she incases herself in that armor. Surely there is more to her than meets the eye.
Aside from her personal issues, her strikes are precise and are backed with certain strength... even so, I believe she can push herself further.
Finally, Cassius, the resident mercenary, according to her peers—
”Uhhh... Stab!”
The professor eyes, once focused on her book, lifted just above the rim of her glasses. There was no reason to follow what they were doing, but... well, he did it anyway.
One of the other students who had previously been focusing on their special moves turned their head up to Cassius. “‘Stab?’ Come on, now! I’m already practicing my ‘Unified Stab!’ Don’t copy me!”
At that moment, the professor slid her journal in a side bag and rose from her seat, then proceeded to move toward the middle of the training ground, hands folded behind her back.
“Sir Haust, Ms. Fairday, Mr. Ferris, please continue your practice,” she said to the other students. To the three, she beckoned them to herself, “Mr. Auron, Ms. Sedereth, Lady von Rosenberg, if you would join me here.”
Odd Rhythm: If a unit equipped with this skill has their turn set during an odd number in the turn order, they get +10 to their HIT and the enemy gets -10 to their HIT.
Wyrmsbane: Deals double damage against dragon units as long as the user is in beast form.
"'Unified stab'" Sláine snickered under her breath as she finished a flurry of axe swings that left the dummy frail and battered. It was an amusing concept, a holdover from weaponry requiring commands to unleash their true power. She remembered those days, though not fondly. Even the students with no experience with such legendary tales seemed to be mimicking them. She'd set them straight if they ever ended up sparring together.
The professor was calling her. She quickly schooled her expression into a haughty sneer as she spun daintily on her heel, skipping over to her. As long as everyone though Sláine was just another stuck up noble brat set to inherit power they hadn't earned, she'd be safe.
Post by Odette Von Rosenberg on Jan 12, 2020 2:05:48 GMT
Odette's head was beginning to pound, the headache unrelenting as she continued to rain down dark magics upon her targets, only stopping when she heard her name called. Turning slowly, she paused to regard the teacher that had called her, before slowly wandering over. She was a curious one, to be sure, and unlikely to be one of her father's spies, but she would not trust the young looking woman all the same. Burying the distrust for now, however, so as to not flavour her approach, Odette strode up with as much confidence as she could manage, before halting with her customary crash of steel.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Yellow
Height: 6'3
Weight: 225lb
Casual Clothing: At the Academy, wears the uniform of the Black Eagles. Outside of the academy, wears a white sleeveless dress shirt with black pants and boots.
Battle: Black and gold plated armor. Gold cape with black trims.
One of the students promptly turned and bitched at him, causing Cassius to stop, any show of being aloof gone in an instant as he regarded them with a piercing stare. "Return to your training before you actually find out what a stab feels like" He remarked pointedly, staring them dead in the eyes for a few moments before returning to his own training. For the time being, Cassius had given up on trying to mimic the others. He had hoped that perhaps he could learn something from watching the others with different backgrounds... But all they seemed to know how to do was flex their fragile egos.
He supposed it was typical of the sort that could actually afford to study here to begin with. Entitled nobility, most of them were. As if to demonstrate his point to his aggressor though, Cassius' "return to training" meant turning and letting out a bloodcurdling scream, intensity rife in his eyes as he brought his blade down on the practice dummy with an overhand strike. Pure power brought the dummy down, as the one-time mercenary had found himself imagining himself on the battlefield all over again. And the dummy just happened to, in his vivid imagination, look like the nag that had gone at him, dressed in bandit gear.
Cassius seethed as he sheathed his blade, in time to hear the Madame calling to him and a few others. Letting out an exhale to settle himself down and remind himself where he was, he would, in surprisingly calm fashion as far as his exterior went, make his way toward the professor to hear out what she had to say.
Dragonstone
Rank E. MT 4, HIT 80
(Ranged weapon)
(Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +3, MAG +5, SKL +3, SPD +2, DEF +4, RES +3)
Ice Dragonstone,
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Turns into an Ice Dragon.
Deals Ice Damage.
[x2 DMG from Fire Weapons]
(STR +2, DEF +13, RES +9, SKL +7, SPD +3)
Fire Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 6, HIT 80
Turns into a Fire Dragon.
Deals Fire Damage.
(STR +6, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +3, SPD +2)
Flying Dragonstone
Rank D. MT 4, HIT 85
Transforms into a Wyvern.
Deals Wind Damage.
[x2 DMG from Wind, Arrows]
(STR +1, DEF +6, RES +4, SKL +4, SPD +15)
Magic Dragon
Transforms into a Magic Dragon.
Deals MAG Damage.
[x2 DMG from items that deal double against Magical Units]
(MAG +7, DEF +4, RES +9, SKL +5, SPD -1)
Dragonstone +
Rank C. MT 8, HIT 70
(Ranged Weapon)
Magic weapon. Can use MAG)
(STR +8, MAG +6, SKL +5, DEF +13, RES +9)
The Madame surveryed each student as they approached her one after the other. The sense of disdain was ever present on Ms. Sedereth's face, even when being addressed by one placed in authority, Lady von Rosenberg held a valiant stride, footsteps clanking with a soldierly beat, and Mr. Auron, after his unsparing display of strength, shown little traces of his earlier passion as he approached.
What a motley little crew this was turning out to be!
"Lend me your ears, dear pupils," said the Madame with a flicker of her own ears, "I will point out now that each and every one of you does well in the strength of your arm and magic. Nevertheless, I am certain you all agree that timbered mannequins do little to measure your strength." She waved her hand, "Yes, such dolls cannot tell you anything far as the angle of your blow or the essence of your magic. As such, it is typical for students to be pitted against one another to test each other."
Her hand motioned to the other three students still engrossed in their practice, "I will be blunt, the others are wasting their time practicing ineffective movements, and as far as I can tell from observing each of you, most of you have experienced actual combat." She folded her arms and nodded Cassius and Slaine, "Mr. Auron, Ms. Sedereth, I wish to task you with sparring with your classmates, just to give them a taste of actual combat." Then to Odette, "On the other hand, Lady von Rosenberg, I wish for you to test the strength of your magic on me. This is so I may properly make an informed decision to your strategic positioning during our field days." Once again, she acknowledged each of them, "If you have any questions, do ask them now, otherwise, please do as I have asked."
Odd Rhythm: If a unit equipped with this skill has their turn set during an odd number in the turn order, they get +10 to their HIT and the enemy gets -10 to their HIT.
Wyrmsbane: Deals double damage against dragon units as long as the user is in beast form.
Hair Color: Blue
Eye Color: Yellow
Height: 6'3
Weight: 225lb
Casual Clothing: At the Academy, wears the uniform of the Black Eagles. Outside of the academy, wears a white sleeveless dress shirt with black pants and boots.
Battle: Black and gold plated armor. Gold cape with black trims.
Post by Cassius Auron on Feb 22, 2020 18:34:06 GMT
Stone serious, Cassius turned his head toward the Professor when called. He let out a breath, steadying himself as he headed over to see what he had been called for. He would find that the Madame seemed to figure out pretty quickly that the ones she had called were used to actual combat. She would then request that they spar with their own classmates, to give them a taste of actual combat.
"You're talking about the ones that have no experience, then?" He inquired toward the Professor once she had finished. He could admit, he had some interest in a spar with Slaine if she had combat experience. It would be the best way for him to up his game if he could practice with someone that wasn't just going to get hurt.
But if sparring with the others was what she was asking for, then he would do so.
Last Edit: Feb 22, 2020 18:42:33 GMT by Cassius Auron
Post by Odette Von Rosenberg on Feb 23, 2020 1:56:13 GMT
Odette stopped in front of the Madame, not saying a word. Eyes glancing at the other two students that had been called over, she watched them carefully. Both were competent, it seemed, particularly since the Madame seemed to trust them enough to train the other students. She was still unsure of the woman in front of her, but her instruction to hit her as hard as she could was certainly a surprising one.
Waiting till the other two students had gone back to the group to train with their compatriots, Odette faced down the older woman. She'd asked her to hit her as hard as she could, so that was what she planned to do. Her headache had only gotten worse in the intervening minutes, but she ignored it as she drew upon the flickering dark magic inside her. Lightning arced between her fingers as she drew on it, before she lifted her hands, the arcane gestures turning the uncontrolled power into something more usable. The dark energy flashed across the space, slamming into the Madame.
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