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Location: The smoldering remains of a Nohrian town. Time: Early morning, night Who: Fae Sherwood Open Roleplay Combat: Possible, with NPC
Synopsis: A small town in Nohr is being attacked by faceless. The town is lost and now people are just trying to survive.
She awoke to the smell of burning wood and fading pain echoing across her stomach. She had trouble breathing and she couldn't keep her eyes open. Her hair streaked across her messy face. Her limbs felt weak and moving them proved a struggle of its own. That smell of burning wood forced her eyes open. Smoke?
The woman, against her protesting body, sat up. It was the hotel? Bodies surrounded her, both human and inhuman. Fae rose on shaky legs and coughed through smoke. The place was on fire. What was going on? She stumbled over the dead as she moved for the door. She pushed it open, leaving the heat behind and taking in a deep breath of air. It wasn't clean.
Blood, more smoke, and the scent of flesh being charred woke her mind to the ending world around her. The city was being assaulted by strange beasts. Their skin was discolored and they wore bronze masks. They assaulted people around her, killing without hesitation. The door behind her exploded. Fae was pelted with splinters of wood. She turned to see one of these beings. It hulked out of the door frame and snarled. She ran, hopping over bodies until she fell. The beast was behind her. There, gleaming by light of shinning moon, was her key. She reached out and grasped the bronze object.
At the crack of evening, Lydia was on the road again. A few days ago her parents shop was visited by a sickly traveler looking for herbs. Their whole town had fallen ill. Fortune would have it, it was a simple cure for the elves, but the traveler needed to rest. Lydia had been sent to deliver the cure to this town before the illness had its chance to spread.
She was on her way home now. One nights rest would bring her closer to home. She knew of a town on the way home. Her horse galloped down the road in the late hours. The road was empty of others. It was what the elf usually preferred. She rode on, talking quietly to her horse and herself when the air around her became thick. Hee nose caught it first. The smell of smoke. The fog became very thick and irritated the woman's eyes. Something was wrong. She pulled on the reigns and turned her horse towards the fire.
The town was illuminated by a orange glow of flames. People ran past her, fleeing from the town. "I'm here to help!" She offered, hoping to help them extinguish thr flames and heal anybody that had been wounded. The nurse grabbed a bucket, surprised at the lack of order here. It didnt look like a single person was putting out the flames. It only took a moment for the woman to learn why.
People ran towards her. Shw thought it was to help, but as they neared she saw them being chased. It was a horrible creature. She let out a gasp, dropping the bucket onto the ground. That explained it. Lydia screamed at the sight of the twisted flesh and she turned to run. She grasped onto her long dress and ran between the alleyways in an attempts to lose the creature. That's when she saw another woman in a similar situation. The beast behind her was close.
"Hey!" Lydia shouted, "Look out." The maid pulled out a dagger from her bag and hurled it towards the faceless creature that was after the other woman.
1Ipdx0lE1-100 Enemy Faceless: Level 1 HP 18 | STR 5 | MAG 2 | SKL 5 | SPD 6 | DEF 4 | RES 3
The knife collided with the monster but simply fell flat against its skin, appearing to do no damage to it at all. The maid's eyes widened with terror. What were these things?
Faceless now has: [SPD -1, DEF/RES -2] Level 1 HP 18 | STR 5 | MAG 2 | SKL 5 | SPD 5 | DEF 2 | RES 1
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Last Edit: Jan 25, 2017 1:05:13 GMT by Lydia Chant
Fae didn't think she'd have enough time to snatch her weapon and defend herself. Strange above all else, the tearing sound of fire stood out. That was it. That was the last thing she was going to hear. Fire. It was oddly comforting. The years studying medicine felt like a waste. All the songs she never danced to became haunting melodies. Then the woman flashed by.
The faceless stopped, looking somewhat dumbstruck. Fae rose up, key in hand, and struck out. She wasn't the kind of girl to miss a beat.
Fae's attack against the faceless, chance of 90: J5qRYiGl1-100 Hit, damage dealt: 2 Faceless new hp:16
Pain. The faceless understood that. It growled through its steel mask and pulled its powerful fist back. It swung blindly near Fae.
Faceless attack on Fae, chance of 80: 1-100 Hit, no damage.
Fae panicked and rose her key in defense. The creature struck its bronze face and Fae went unharmed.
The maid watched from afar as the monster attacked the woman. She cringed expecting something much worse than what had actually happened. It looked like the monster was just getting started. Lydia had gotten close enough to the other woman and closer to the monster. She struck again with the knife. It made contact, raking against the twisted flesh of the monster. Once, twice. Lydia got in two attacks before she ducked away from it.
ok1QBO9r1-100 Attacks for 4. Double attacks. Total of 8 damage.
Faceless new HP: 8.
"Are you alright?" she asked the woman in the midst of battle.1-100
Last Edit: Jan 27, 2017 4:44:07 GMT by Lydia Chant
((OOC: Invitation to join by Fae , hope I'm not butting in.))
It was her first time leaving Hoshido, sneaking past the boundary checkpoints and making fools of the overly paranoid guards stationed. She had more than a few laughs seeing them panic in high alert, trying to figure out why a storehouse was on fire or why their spare weapons were suddenly in a well or some other very inconvenient place. Like a fire. Idiots, all of them. Entertaining idiots. The Kitsune had been laughing at her latest prank since before day's end, snugging her robe closer to her body as the sudden cold of Nohr sunk through the thin fabric. Thankfully, due to her green cover's simplicity; it would have been hard to tell she was a non-human, let alone a Hoshidan. Not that she really cared much for the whole nationality thing, races were enough to worry about for her. Such an example came to light when she happened upon her first few villages.
The first one and two shrugged her off, refusing to lend her a stable to sleep in for the night. The third chased her out, thinking her some poor pathetic orphan. She scoffed at all of them, growing more bull-headed with each rejection. Quite honestly she could have slept out in the wilderness but with this land being so new, her sense of danger passed over her sense of comfort. Thus was how she found the next path, the one filled with blood and smoke.
The scent was disturbing at first, almost deterring the fox if her own curiosity hadn't gotten the better of her. So she ran toward the next village, the flares of bright flames brightening the eternal darkness; giving Tsukime all the light she would ever need. Upon reaching the town and encountering the abominations attacking it, the fox found herself slipping through the paths, leaving the doomed to their fates while calculating just what was happening. Truthfully, she could have cared less as to what would happen with the place's residents but upon witnessing the brutality of the monsters- well, it ignited her hunters spirit.
It took her only a moment to run upon yet another pair encountering a monster, its flexing green skin revealing all its muscle while the chains added more to its hideous, blood-stained scent. Instantly the girl reached for the stone hidden within her kimono beneath, its light hidden by the cloak as it all suddenly went up in a puff of ethereal smoke. Within the mid-moment the girl had charged, half-way to the beast; a pony-sized fox took her place. She let out no battle cries, didn't even announce her attack; merely following up after a blue-haired maiden's knives. A sneak attack with the weakened monster's attention diverted, or at least she hoped it still was; while her fangs sought the back of its neck. Caution for hiding? Nonexistent. Only the adrenaline hit when sought to get a mouthful, tearing upward and away while staying within close range. Faceless HP: 8/18 zsGnS_s11-100 Roll must be below 91 for hit. 11 (STR+MT) - 4[-2 debuff](DEF) = 9 Damage. New HP: 0/18
Her fangs sunk into the monster's flesh with ease, it's howls something no animal could make. Its giant grubby hands tried to smack her off, flailing before the fox's fangs created a sickening snap. The monster sagged before it could counter, its massive body falling forward with the beastkin still on its back. The fox felt no need to jump off, letting the thing fall under her paws; sitting on its rotting body with a dainty express. White fur stained dark with its foulness, blue eyes staring toward the two other maidens. "That was relatively easy." Tsukime grinned, her fangs shining black and white with the ooze; her voice reverberating through the shift. 1-100
Legends forgotten, Fae panicked when the large fox exploded onto the faceless. The key shook in her hands. The dancer was ready to die. Defending against this thing wasn't an option, until it talked, until it smiled. Of course. People had talked about the kitsune before. They were some Hoshidan counterpart to the Nohrian wolfskin.
"Yeah.. Easy.." Fae uttered. Her senses returned, bringing the syrupy scent of Faceless blood. She shook her head and looked to the shifter in front of her "Thank you um, kitsune." The dancer bowed, understanding how ridiculous it was for pleasantries at a time like this.
Distant screams ripped the sky, only to be battered into silence by bestial roars. Fires swallowed any silence in between. this town, these people, were done. The inn beside them crumbled, lifting dust up causing Fae to cough. She looked to the woman beside her "And I thank you too. I'd be dead if it wasn't for both of you, but for now we need to move."
The monster fell to the ground in a heap of mangled flesh. Lydia's eyes trembled at the sight of what she had just seen. There were more of these things all over the town. She clutched her knife. While the other two were celebrating their victory, Lydia wasn't going to stop that easily. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but there are more of these things here. There are more people here that need to be saved." The group of them took the monster down with ease. Other monsters shouldn't be so different. "We can get other people out of this. Will you help me?" Or did she need to do this alone.
The duo before her looked just as the fox had imagined them. Scared, witless, and very poorly equipped. But then there were few creatures who could match the majesty of her form. Yet their reaction brought her no joy, only the reinforced understanding that humans were not natural hunters. Perhaps that was why so many fell at her village's borders... But those thoughts would need to wait for another time. The Kitsune's blue eyes narrowed, the black surrounding her irises enhancing their near-glowing effect with the firelight. She looked down haughtily onto the politer one, no bow returned but rather she merely gave the girl a graceful flick of her tail in greeting.
They didn't last. Soon enough the sounds of a tainted war echoed throughout the night sky, screams and monstrous howls alike mixing into the night. It didn't take her much of a look to know the town itself was burning to nothing, what residents were left alive inviting more slaughter by their pleas. It mattered not to her, however. The Kitsune saw no real reason to go about running nilly-willy saving the people too weak to protect themselves. In fact, she scoffed at the idea of rescuing them; quite loudly at that. "They'll all be dead soon enough with their ruckus." The Kitsune said venomously, her slit pupils dilating at the eleven maiden. Too human for her tastes. Yet they both had enough sense to not stand around, unlike some; waiting to be a red splatter here or there. That much she could agree with.
With a single hop, the fox landed delicately; keeping her form for its safety. "If you plan a hunt however, that I will assist." Tsukime added cooly, her wit and instinct forcing her a choice with numbers. Otherwise she would have already left, uncaring and bloodthirsty for the next to fall victim to her fangs. Be they monster or resident. This way she could limit herself to just one and have able-bodied shields at her disposal. Clever thinking for a fox, no? Her maw turned up in a fang filled grin once more, this one much more ominous than her original. The black blood not exactly making her look sane at that moment in time.
The road curved through the town behind them. The path was no doubt dangerous. Faceless, scared survivors, and maybe opportunistic bandits blocked the way. Weighed against going deeper into the city and saving someone, Fae would rather have run. She wasn't a soldier. She wasn't a hero. She was simply a dancer, no different from the other unfortunate people being torn apart.
"We can't just leave them to die.." Fae blurted out before realizing what she said.
"A hunt?" The dancer questioned. Her face deadened. This had to be the kitsune's way of pridefully helping. She turned to the first maiden that saved her"Is that what you want? A hunt?"
"A hunt?" The woman put her daggers away and replaced it with her healing staff. The way that the kitsune woman had put it was strange and that confusion only seemed to be echoed by the woman who fought with a key. A hunt wasn't what Lydia had said. Nor was it what she desired. "I'm not interested in fighting more of those monsters unless we need to. I just want to help as many people as I can. If you mean hunting for people then… yes?" Maybe that had been what the kitsune had meant. Maybe not. The other woman seemed to agree. Lydia assumed the Kitsune did as well.
"I don't think.." Fae's voice failed against some distant roar. It sent chills down her scuffed skin "I don't think we'd be able to save someone without having to fight more.."
Flames ate at the chilling night. The heated battle came with the scent of blood, along with the all too real scrapes down her arm. Each breath was harsh. Smoke had taken its tole.
"If we're gonna save people... Our new friend her can do her hunting. We'll just sweep in with what's left."
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