At Sea

Issan noticed the attack that the Titan made to his fellow mate, his body moved by its own and interrupted the attack with his weapons. He could feel that Rean was mad at him because of that, but he couldn't let anyone die if he was presence.



The light immortal smirked and then looked back at the lightning one. "Keep... Running! I'll take care of this." Those were the only words that he could say as he faced the immortal again.



"Hey big guy. Do you want a good fight?" He asked to the titan as his eyes started to glow with a faint golden light and his aura becoming visible.


@Rurnur @Payphone. @Oceo Frose  @Petroshka
 
Acantha saw the streak of burning oil zoom toward her, she didnt have time to think and quickly formed a slanted String shield that was not meant to simply block the projectile but to deflect it as to minimize damage to her and her strings. it practically bounced off her barrier and streaked above the ships deck. (possibly hitting the coal titan) With a grin of frustration she looked back down at the oil titan before a large explosion hit the deck almost making her stagger, looking back she saw the steaming mass of titan that was the other stronger one from the enemy ship. Things weren't getting dire but they were getting doubtful, the fire was not helping either. She formed a mass of loose strings on her left arm to form a quick blade whenever or if ever she would get close enough to use it. who to target? who to aim for? She decided on the closest one which was on the deck and ran toward him her armor slowly forming as she got closer. Swinging the blade at the gut she would quickly move out of the way after her first initial strike and dodge away using her strings all around the masts of the ships to swing around for another strike. 


Auir had gotten enough time to drop down below the surface of the caked ocean of oil before the fire had struck the ship. now extremely annoyed she swam toward the mass of oil that was forming somewhere toward the ocean. 


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Gurush Daltzim
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Captain of the Cuervoraid, Co-leader of the Blackwater Clan
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The Titan frowned as he noticed the Guardian escape from his range of attack, and instead was met with a clash between his weapon and a pair of new ones, likely an ally of his original target. He glanced down at the newcomer, glaring coldly as his soul began to burn, steam rising off his form as the blade of superheated rock pushed against his opponent's weapons. "Very well." Gurush stated before sliding his blade off the other weapons, pushing them away and slashing apart a new attack upon moving his body to the side. Gurush was tired of chasing weaklings, he'd gladly take on as many opponents as were willing. He slung his blade over his right shoulder and extended his left arm, palm outstretched towards the white-haired girl, swinging around the ship. Coal rocks began to form in front of his palm, projectiles that quickly formed into bullets and began to glow bright orange, heating up before shooting out towards the girl's form in mid-air at high speeds. After launching a barrage of bullets at the swinging girl, he raised his blade and gripped it with all his strength, causing the weapon itself to grow exponentially, lumps of coal adding to it and melting into an even larger sword, about twice it's original size, and now much larger than he himself. Now, with his strengthened blade, he charged forward and struck downwards at the first Immortal who met his blade. @Oceo Frose @Petroshka


Elsewhere, the ship's captain was busy working to keep the ship stable, and could be seen directing a Guardian's attention to the battle with Gurush, against two other Immortals who appeared to require assistance. @Garuda
 
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Raiden's eyes widened as he noticed Issan was now battling that titan who followed him here. There has to be a way I can help him, but with the damage to my avatar and loss of the use of Soul Transformation until my avatar is repaired I cannot fight effectively. But that doesn't mean I can't provide support. Raiden began going through the acquired knowledge of his souls searching for something he could be of use. "Supercharge!" Raiden exclaimed his answer. He could supercharge Issan so he can take on the titan. Raiden moving to the edge of the Bridge began concentrate his energy into his hand. It was red electricity this time and not any meant to bring harm but to energize. "Issan accept this, a product of the knowledge you gave my the key to." he yelled before throwing the red arc of electricity at Issan. If Issan accepted it he would find himself supercharged by Raiden's electric energy, a general buff from the Guardian he chose to ally with. The greatest increase would likely be to Issan's speed which would surely help him in this fight.


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Issan Guardi


The Novice Guardian


Issan closed his eyes and then pointed his spear to the red lightning bolt that Raiden sent to him, the electric current passed through the metallic extension of his soul and then through his avatar, his aura gaining some electric sparks and his right eye becoming electric red thanks to the bolt that he accepted from his ally.



"M-maybe... That Guardian isn't that bad..." He could hear the voice of Rean saying that, making him to chuckle in the middle of the fight.



Issan moved swiftly around the Titan, evading the cleaver blade with such elegance that you would say that he was dancing. Then he changed his jeweled sword for his plain golden one and then jumped, he slashed rapidly through the Titan's back and then with his spear he sent a wave of rapid shooting light bullets.



Thanks to the help of Raiden, he maybe could with this fight, but he won't do that much damage if he used just low energy techniques. He didn't wanted to unleash his most powerful ones, but he had to do it. Issan looked through the knowledge of the souls composing his soul and then saw one that could help the situation, it even looked more like a spell than a true technique, but it was worth a try.



Issan jumped far from then Titan and then started to chant something up.



"Sacred light, give me your full splendor and smite the ones who made me fight! Please, come! Duma's judgment!" He said aloud, pointing to the sky.



A seal made of out light appear miles above them, it was like a door to the heavenly realms. Looking pure but at the same time you could feel the energy from it. Issan knew that he could do it as his soul collected a lot of energy while he was unconscious, he had just one shot to do it, if not then he would be doomed. The light seal opened like if it was a gate and then small trails of light came out of it, going fast at the ground and water. The first one that impacted on the sea made a light blast which blew most of the water, then other one landed on a random place of the vessel's deck. The spell wasn't exactly damaging, it was more soul stunning. Which was the thing that he wanted, to stun the Titan to finish it off with a light blast.


@Garuda


@Rurnur


@Petroshka
 
Astro Vashile


He was pushed away from the force generated by the man who proclaimed the island as his. That repulsive force saved him from the attack thrown at him by the enemy titan. He regained his balance mid-air. The blue fire around him burned brighter.


"What was that?" He then noticed the presence of another man in the island. He was having a hard time identifying him, wether he is a friend or foe. But, the force he generated saved him. He then looked back at the titan. He opened his palms. Mini blue fire vortex begun to form in both of his hands. He threw both at each side of the titan and two small vortex appeared to both his left and right. This is one big attack and this will greatly decrease his energy, but this will severely damage the titan. He made a fist on both of his hands and the two vortex began to swirl around the titan. It continued going up until it was over his head. The two vortex combined into one and descended towards the titan. He landed back at the Ship and the fire around him disappeared. He let out a deep breath. It's their job to finish the titan now.


@Rurnur @Petroshka @others 
 

Braeg'ereck Daltzim and Gurush Daltzim
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Captains of the Cuervoraid, Twin leaders of the Blackwater Clan
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Upon swinging his club one last time, Braeg turned his head swiftly, as a massive energy source made itself apparent. He didn't have time to analyse the situation however before his entire body was struck with a blast of overwhelming energy, sending him flying back into the ocean he had so recently escaped from. The attack came so fast and so strong, he couldn't even sink back into his oily home to defend himself. Now, rising up from the waters surface with an eruption of black liquid, painting the ocean, the Titan quickly found himself assaulted by intense heat. One of the Immortals must be particularly relentless in their attacks, he thought. Pushing his form back underwater, he grimaced, realising that the bright blue flames refused to extinguish even when fully submerged. Instead, he was forced to wrap himself in a sphere of heavy oil, smothering the energy until it finally died out. But even then, his soul had been severely charred after not being prepared for that attack. Emerging from the water once again, Braeg'ereck burst from his bubble of oil, his voice hoarse as he breathed raggedly and heavily. Sensing his brother's presence aboard the nearby ship, Braeg grit his teeth and leapt from the water, riding a stream of oil rushing up from the ocean's depths, after which he landed heavily on the ship's deck, looking about for his attackers. "Brother. It's time to take this ship and be done with these weaklings." The Titan shouted angrily, desperately throwing his massive fists around at various Coldtusk clan members.


@Wickedkent@Seraph Darkfire@Destructus Kloud


Gurush snarled as the Guardian evaded his attack, allowing his newly formed giant weapon to sink deep into the shipdeck. Looking up at the man, the Titan narrowed his eyes before pulling his blade from the wooden floor, but he was too slow; the enemy was already behind him and had struck at his back, leaving a searing wound from a powerful energy. Without even turning around, Gurush raised a wall of dark rocks, which blocked a set of follow-up attacks, just as he slung his sword back over his shoulder. How careless, it seemed like this opponent had gotten stronger somehow, though he didn't recall taking note of any Immortal aboard the ship with this kindof power level. "Impressive." Gurush admitted, before turning his attention to a new arrival on the ship: his own brother, who appeared to have exhausted himself as usual. Shaking his head, he turned around and relinquished the shield of rocks, to get an eye on his opponent. He'd gotten quite far away, but it wouldn't matter: Gurush pulled his blade back and gripped it with all his strength, charging the weapon with all his energy until it had grown to twice it's original thickness and extended it's length even further. The blade itself was glowing crimson with black smoke filling the air above him. And then, with this ultimate weapon at his disposal, he hurled it effortlessly, spinning straight towards the Guardian, it appeared as a red disk sliding through the air at an extreme speed, leaving a trail of burning steam. However, while performing this attack, Gurush had failed to notice the accumulating energy above his own head, looking up to see what it was, his vision was obscured by masses of steam and smoke; the results of his energy processes. Even so, it was too late, the Titan's soul was struck directly with an incredible blast of light, sending the hulking figure to his knees, unable to function as his soul vibrated intensely. Unlike his brother, Gurush wasn't one to extend a fight beyond what was necessary, putting his life in danger. From the moment he fell to his knees, the Titan knew it was over for both of them; the only thing he feared was that his brother's reckless actions would lead to the deaths of himself and the rest of the crew. The clan running this ship seemed the honourable type, but he couldn't say the same for these Immortal travellers.


@Oceo Frose@Garuda@Petroshka@Payphone.


As a blinding light spread across the deck of the Gullinberst, Braeg'ereck was finally taken out of his stupor. The beast, horns extended, fangs bared, eyes glowing crimson, dripping with black liquid, began to realise the severity of the situation he was in. The unconscious bodies of his clan members strewn across the deck, men thrown overboard clinging to debris, the Cuervoraid up in flames and completely destroyed, and his brother, Gurush. On his knees, not of his own choice. "What's this..?" The Titan growled, not with anger, but something else. Too many emotions went through his mind at once, but they all came to one conclusion, he had to get back somehow. With a fierce look in his eyes, Braeg clutched at his stomach before breathing a wave of fire upon his oil-slick club, setting it completely alight. His soul had caught aflame from his own fuelling process, a dangerous technique, but extremely powerful. Now, with his club burning brightly, he slammed it into the ship's deck, grinning as the flame quickly spread across the ship, and his own body. Braeg'ereck could only be described as a demon at this point in time, now with his body burning intensely, upon a battlefield of flame, laughing maniacally and striking at anyone he came across. The Titan was inconsolable, insane with rage, with his spirit shattered into pieces after suffering yet another defeat, this time, even more shameful than the last. As many know, a Titan with his pride destroyed is one of the most dangerous things in this world..  


@Morgrim@catspit


A few days earlier..


The sand was black with oil and rubble, a dirty mixture which was being shoved into the Titan's face. Huffing with anger, the brute kept still as the monster's bare foot pushed his face deeper into the ground, smothering him and ruining his pride beyond recognition. Braeg'ereck's eyes were wild, even as his world became black, overwhelmed by the power of this monstrosity, something he couldn't even begin to comprehend. Laying against a nearby building, Gurush watched hopelessly as his brother met his defeat. "Don't." was the one thought going through Gurush's mind right now, a thought he never imagined having before today. "You.. you still think.. you can call yourself a Titan?" Braeg managed to spit out into the sand, just loud enough for his attacker to hear. Gurush's eyes widened, and he moved forward instinctively, only to find himself unable to budge even an inch, after sustaining such heavy wounds, his soul charred to the point it would shatter if he attempted to form a single ounce of energy. Braeg'ereck was only met with a monstrous, roaring laugh as a response. He felt the monster's foot lift off his head, a moment's relief before experiencing his already badly wounded legs being pounded at relentlessly with a fiery hammer; CLACK. CLACK. CLACK. The weapon struck his bones, his soul feeling every painful impact, until he finally returned to darkness.


Soon after, the two Titans were dragged away from the scene of the slaughter, with the message: they were too "disgusting". The brothers didn't want to know what was meant by that statement, but unfortunately.. they did, all too well.




(P.S These two guys aren't for killing, just defeating, though feel free to try)


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Raiden after lending Issan that supercharge was focusing on repairing his avatar or rather making the portion used in his soul transformation bond to his body avatar. He would still be lacking the ability to use his soul transformation for a while. He looked down to the titan preparing to attack towards him once more, Raiden had not the energy to race to one side of the ship anymore. Instead he only had enough energy to race a short distance. So he briefly became that streak of electricity and dashed behind Jad at the helm of the ship. Just based on the weapons size it would end up hitting Jad anyway based on how Raiden was up here with him so Raiden decided to make use of that fact. "Jad heads up, eyes front!" he yelled from behind the titan captain. He hoped the titan stopped the weapon of they were both in trouble.


@Rurnur 
 
Acantha had blocked the spikes of black rock with a spiral shaped shield that encompassed her entire body and once she was certain there wasn't more she bursted out of the cocoon only to be blinded by a bright light. She stopped mid air and promptly retreated to a safer hidden position, With stars in her eyes she made her strings disappear including the armor. As her vision came back she went out to see what had happened. A weapon of some kind had hit the deck and it seemed every stood still. 


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(not entirely sure what was going on so tell me if i have to revise anything :D)
 
The man stood calmly, watching as the other immortals were pushed off of his island before he paused and pointed his hand towards the Gullinberst. It was as if a massive pulling force began towing it in towards his island. He'd suddenly gotten an idea. A few days prior, a young titan had washed up on the shore of his island, beaten and in quite a state. Many immortals could recuperate with simple rest so he'd placed him in a quiet place on the island and returned to his daily business. He was a little surprised that his guest hadn't been brought out by the ruckus everyone had been causing.


He was one who enjoyed his peace and quiet, having someone else on his island was simply an burden. However, he was not a cruel being and couldn't just toss someone into the sea. Fortunately, there happened to be a ship nearby.


For him, their current conflict had no bearing on him. Whether one side survived or the other didn't particularly matter, no one had asked him for help and he wasn't inclined to provide it. That was the law of this world, you handled your own problems. Titans were quite aggressive people anyway, he remembered his meetings with the Clan Heads. While he was powerful, he certainly wouldn't be capable of beating them...at least without suffering a lot of damage himself.


With a wave of his hand, a spear slowly formed in his hand. He let the butt of the weapon hit the ground next to his feet and a pulse of energy flowed from that point and out over the Gullinberst "My name is Alexander Q. Wake" he said calmly, yet his voice carried to all in the vicinity "You have trespassed into my territory. It is only through my kindness that I have not killed you all"


"By my Authority as Guardian of this Sea, I command you to cease your conflict until our talks have ceased" he looked thoughtful "Should you rather I use older terms, I am calling for a Parley, should you attempt to continue fighting during this Parley, I will crush your souls without a moments hesitation"


@Rurnur @Garuda @Wickedkent @Destructus Kloud @Oceo Frose @Petroshka @Garuda @Akio Chikara
 

||VALERIAN GRIMJAW||
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Valerian had been focusing on taking out groups of the weaker pirates, those that would prove easy to take out with an explosive or too, but now that their numbers drew thin, and both of their captains stood aboard the Gullinberst now that their own ship had been rendered inoperable and practically worthless. Valerian would have liked to been a part of the ships destruction for bragging rights of course, but he wanted to warm up on a few weaklings before he brought out any of his more powerful and dangerous techniques. Saying pirates fell one by one from his hand would a misrepresentation since they usually were killed by the group with his explosive based attacks. By this time his travelling companions had made a full one eighty, pulling out truly impressive attacks, and finally attacking as a team. Lightning enhanced warriors and soul crushing attacks raining from the sky Braeg now had to rely on attacks that harmed himself and he was completely blinded by rage, while his brother Garush was left one hundred percent vulnerable and weak. 


As a huntsmen Valerian had little sense of honorable or fair engagement, and a weak foe made an easy target for him. Valerian dashed forward to the downed brother with incredible speed grabbing a bundle of explosive gel from his pouch, with Braeg being so focused on the other immortals Valerian was able to close the distance to Garush easily. He attached the gel around Garush's neck making an explosive collar. With how much was plastered around his exposed neck he would have to pull out a serious trump card or be blessed by a miracle to survive within an inch of his life. Even Valerian would have to quickly dash away so that he isn't caught in what would be a truly glorious explosion, if not a highly immoral one. Now a good hundred feet away he was about to unleash the killing blow when a strong voice reigned over the entire seas. A being that claimed to be the guardian of the sea, and threatening to crush them all if they didn't calm the hell down Valerian had two choices. Let the Titan live, cease fighting, and let the fact go a small army of pirates had disturbed his beauty sleep, or detonate the collar. As a twitchy, explosion loving bastard with no qualms about killing and revenge it wasn't really a hard decision for him. Besides even though Garush's soul might taste faintly of steamy hot coal it could imbue him with incredible power. So with a snap of his fingers he detonated it. 


"I am not continuing the fight, I am just ending it, if you have a problem with that sea hermit come and fight me." Valerian claimed as equally confident as sarcastically. He didn't like those that claimed they could kill him effortlessly, and most of those immortals made a nourishing snack for him to further fuel his power. Valerian also felt confident in the fact that if a stranger attacked him, and the ship they would probably have to go through the rest of the crew too, so he confidently smirked.
 

JAD TZOKNILL
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Leader Of Clan Coldtusk, hailing from the Northern Bellum Alps
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The Captain grinned and gripped his axe, quickly taking action by forming a gravity sphere around the end of his weapon, and swinging it forward at the incoming projectile. "Got it, brother." He laughed as the two massive weapons clashed against eachother, causing him to slide back along the ship's burning deck. The impact was strong, however, Jad manipulated the gravity of the enemy weapon and subverted the momentum over his head, sending the giant sword flying off into the sky. Soon after defending himself from the final throes of one of the brothers, the Titan fought hard to regain control of his ship, but the effort was futile when met with the immense power of an opposing force, possibly the same exact power he used himself, but obviously, this user was much more experienced than even Jad. Eventually, the captain relinquished control of his ship and released the gravity anchors, allowing his energy to return to his soul. The conflict was coming to an end, it seemed: One of the brothers had been defeated, the other was rampaging in a last ditch attempt at victory, while the inhabitant of that island began a speech about how he wanted the fight to end. Though through all of this, Jad detected something he wouldn't stand for, especially on his own vessel. @Garuda


He watched in disgust as the already-defeated Titan collapsed in the roaring flames, not dead, but critically injured and unconscious from the explosion far more than what was necessary. Jad glared coldly at the culprit, another one of those Immortals he couldn't figure out. "There'll be no slaughter upon this vessel. Stay your hand, or the wrath of Clan Coldtusk will fall upon you." He said sternly, turning his head towards the man on the island; he wouldn't hesitate to fight this one, or anyone else for that matter, if they dared to try and murder someone in front of him. The clan members shouted in agreement towards Jad, many Titans surrounded the man who could've killed Gurush, keeping an eye on him to make sure he behaved. The fight between Titans was something about victory and defeat, not life and death. Most Titans knew this, and respected it. So when someone goes against this, they'll be quick to stand up for even their enemies, this clan in particular held high regard for honour. @Seraph Darkfire@Morgrim 


Braeg'ereck Daltzim
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Captain of the Cuervoraid, Co-leaders of the Blackwater Clan
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Pushing away assailants of varying sizes, Braeg'ereck roared and struggled, exhausting himself more and more, trying harder to ignore the pain in his soul, as well as the booming voices around him that called for a stop to the fighting. Looking to his brother for assistance, Braeg's eyes softened seeing Gurush enveloped in an explosion, even as he kneeled down defeated, refusing to fight. "You.." Braeg started, the ferocity returning to his eyes for just a moment as he glared upon his brother's attacker, before the exhaustion caught up with him again, breathing hard and with great effort. The memories of being humiliated in front of his wounded brother returned to him, those horrible memories. But with those memories, came his senses, he didn't want his brother to die. He could care less about dying himself, however his brother never would've been a pirate if it weren't for him. He had to take responsibility, these battles were never meant to end in death, their own or their opponents. This was how the world of Titans worked. But these travellers, they weren't Titans. He couldn't go on like this, he knew that now. It was something he should've learned in the Badlands, the cruelty of men with darkness in their souls. "Don't.. kill him." Braeg managed to speak in a calmer tone, before collapsing to his knees. Water splashed over him as the fires were put out, his assailants lifted him to his feet, and nodded, an exchange between Titans that showed respect for the battle, and for the lives of their brothers. Falling in and out of consciousness, Braeg and his unconscious brother were carried safely to the upper deck, where they were left to rest against the ship's railing, in front of Jad Tzoknill.


Now with the defeated opponents safe by his side, Jad folded his arms and turned his attention back to the inhabitant of the island. "Now, you'll be releasing our ship." The captain said loudly, with anger in his voice. @Seraph Darkfire 
 

||VALERIAN GRIMJAW||
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Titans were a vastly different people from himself. In the badlands murder was a common thing, whether it be in defense or offense in the rational of the one committing the act, but the behemoths who carried so much strength seemed to deny traversing the threshold of being a warrior, and being a killer. Valerian could never see the difference, and this irked him that he could not operate as freely as he desired, but Jad was the captain of the vessel, and the brothers had surrendered, one verbally, the other physically. So the man lowered his hands, and shrugged as if the whole act that transpired was just water off his back. "Aye aye captain, if it upsets you so much then I'll keep my hands clean for now. I'm sure you know though that when we get to the badlands the inhabitants may not share your titan sentiment, and when you need me to do something I'll be here." He knew there was no way that Jad would ever resort to that. Titans have enough pride to go around for all the immortals species in the world. With that grimy business out of the way Valerian only had one thing on his mind. "Alright, so what's for lunch laddies, because I am starving?" He asked the crew while clapping his hands together, hoping at least one of these immortals had any skills in the kitchen.
 
Acantha leaned on the least damaged looking rail on the ship and looked at the commotion  about titans, warriors, and what not with the man who declared himself huntsman to her eariler. she didnt unstand this code of "honor" She was a woman of rational thought, lived in a life of advantages and disadvantages. Killing these pirates would've been the more rational path as leaving them alive will either let them raid more ships or at worst take their revenge later down the line of time. Although she supposed that was the most black and white thinking of the scenario, Jad may want to incorporate the pirates into his crew. They were strong, definitely, but their loyalties may lie elsewhere, their demeanor is of that of savages, Acantha would've simply killed them off. It wasnt until the loud voice said its name did it catch her attention. as she looked off toward the island. She couldn't tell much but this person seemed, important. It was a unusual feeling, one that Acantha herself had never experienced before. All she could do was stare at him, using her strings to get a better sense of what he was capable of as they flowed freely in the air, water, and inside the ship. @Rurnur @Morgrim @Seraph Darkfire


Auir had finally managed to find a patch of clear water to plop her head out of in fear that most of the crude oil that caked the surface of the ocean was on fire, to her relief it wasnt. To her dismay she was a ways away from the ship, and made her way toward it.
 
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Jad's body slammed into Raiden when Jad has slid backwards from the momentum of the collision. This sent Raiden just over the back edge of the ship. He quickly grabbed onto the edge of the ship but that impact had clearly hurt his soul, it was like a giant bruise upon his soul. Raiden huffing and puffing pulled himself over the edge and back onto the ship before collasping on the ground. He had done more fighting in the past battle then he ever did in his entire existence prior to this day. He just needed to take some time to recover energy and heal completely, he hoped nothing else happened till then. It would be a shame to miss out on all the fun because he is on the injury bench. He likely had to wait till his soul core was completely repaired. 
 

Astro Vashile
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The battle is over, but the war just begun. They have to continue their pilgrimage across the badlands where more powerful being await them. They could meet friends or enemies. He has to recover his soul. It wasn't that damage as no attack directly hit him, but he was exhausted because of the last attack he used against the titan. They surrendered and beg for mercy. If the decision was given to Astro, he would only punish them. Death is not supposed to be an option. Life is precious and it should be enjoyed. Thinking that was ironic for him, he risked his life just to obtain his powers and he is bound by the rules of his planet and his freedom is limited, but while there is technically no one to oversee them in this planet, they could enjoy. Experience what they could not at home. He sat and took a deep breath. He needs to rest and recover his energy.
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Issan Guardi


The Novice Guardian


 
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Issan looked at the Titans begging for mercy, even though they weren't exactly the best immortals he ever met, they still had the right to live like any other being. He flew to the vessel and landed on the deck near Jad, he looked at the Titan and gave him a smile and then he jumped to pat his shoulder, he actually was happy, he fought his first real battle and he actually won. It was just wonderful, he could feel that he could do anything with his light energy, his warrior knowledge and spells.
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"Hey big guy. We won, we really won! I can't believe it. This is just incredible, I am just too happy, I could fuse with anyone right now! Also, talking about fusions, where is Raiden?" He said looking at all the directions to see his fellow Guardian, then he saw that his ally was laying on the deck.
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He walked slowly towards him with a smile on his face and then he took the potion again, he placed it near the lightning immortal and then sat with his legs crossed, right in front of him.
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"Hey, do you want me to help you now? But anyways, I'm gonna tell you something. Thanks for helping me out there, it seemed like the knowledge that I gave you was good enough for you to make a good supportive spell, but if we are going to be allies, I need to know if you're going to keep helping me out that way. I want someone that could fight with me and protect my back. Are we clear?" When Issan was talking, his smile turned into a serious face. It was pretty clear that he was dead serious about having a strong ally.
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"Cold Tusk huh" Alex was suddenly standing next to Jad. His movement had been nearly instantaneous. a small show of what was only a fraction of his full power "If something as simple as this is enough to threaten you, then you have a long way to go before you reach the level of the Grandmasters" those old ones were some of the few Alex respected "Honestly though, you could be a bit more respectful, I'm only here because they asked me to be here" Alex hadn't made a big scene in a while, but he was commonly known as the Strongest Guardian. 


Alex had long ago broken through the Advanced Energy stage. When he became powerful enough, he'd expressed his interest in having a quiet peaceful life so the higher ranking members of Bellum had placed him here. He acted as a sort of gate keeper. He monitored those who passed through this section of the sea and provided assistance on occasion and sometimes he even acted and sent those who didn't know their place back to the start.


Alex looked back to Jad "I don't really care about being respected, though I do like my peace and quiet" he said "I'll release your ship in due time, though I'm assuming that you'll want to do some repairs" he pointed a thumb towards the island "My island has plenty of supplies that can be used to restock and repair your ship, however, it is not free"


"There is another Titan here, on my island that is looking to complete the Pilgrimage as well, you'll be taking him off of my hands" he stepped closer to Jad and looked at him closely "Gravity, that sure takes me back" he chuckled as he felt the deeply familiar energy that flowed off of the Titan "Still basic energy, but you are relatively close to growing to the enhanced stage"


@Rurnur @Akio Chikara


(Since this is just a cameo for Alex, I'm going all out with the all powerfulness :P  Oh, by the way, Alex's Advanced Energy is Spatial Energy. It is why the area around the Island is so calm.)
 

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Leader Of Clan Coldtusk, hailing from the Northern Bellum Alps
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The captain glared down at the two defeated Titans, broken and finally at rest. Something told him that these two had struggled greatly, over what he didn't know. The larger one seemed to gain comfort, being at the side of his brother, and was drifting in and out of consciousness. "You'll be taken care of, a battle is just that, a battle." He smiled warmly, Braeg'ereck met his eyes briefly before passing out. Meanwhile, the rest of the crew took care of the other Blackwater clan members, helping them out of the water and tending to their wounds. Jad looked upon the scene, satisfied with the outcome of the conflict, until he was met with one of the key fighters, who was essential in their victory. "Thanks to you two, that's some real strength you have going there. You'd both make excellent additions to the clan, Guardians or not." Jad grinned, and nodded at the exhausted Immortal, thanking them for their efforts in protecting the ship. @Oceo Frose@Garuda


However, the pleasantries didn't last long, as Jad became overwhelmed by an enormous presence, that seemed to appear out of nowhere, he turned slowly, looking at the Immortal warily. "Grandmasters?" Jad had heard rumors of ancient Titans, living at the "bottom of the world" but he never thought much about it. To him, the Clanmasters of Bellum were the pinnacle of strength, it would baffle him to imagine a level even higher than them. He shook his head and clenched his fist angrily, stepping towards the strange man. "We can take care of our own problems, those two did the damage, they can be the ones to fix it." He said dismissively, glancing down at the two brothers. "We'll take any passenger you like, we welcome all, truly." The Titan had never heard of something like "enhanced" energy, he knew fire, water, earth, but the concepts this Immortal spoke of were beyond him. Perhaps it was just another thing to learn on this journey. "But make it quick, we have somewhere to be, a Pilgrimage to take." @Seraph Darkfire


Upon hearing the word "Pilgrimage", Braeg'ereck's eyelids lifted, and he began to breathe heavily. The Titan wasn't in his right mind, obviously he was still very panicked and uncertain of his situation. "There.. won't be any Pilgrimage. It's blocked off, there's no way you'll want to go there. It's why we were coming back this way.." He said solemnly, glaring down at the shipdeck intensely, as if remembering a traumatising event. "You beat us? Sure, but what's going on there.. in the Badlands.. it's beyond any one Titan clan.." He trailed off, coughing and spluttering oil. Jad folded his arms together, taken aback by the large Titan's claims. What could he mean by that? Was there really something so horrible going on in the Badlands? Either way, nothing would stop them from getting through, Jad was sure of that.


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Back down below deck, the Huntress Yoven had decided to keep her and Koreen quiet amongst the conflict, as it finally reached a conclusion. Looks like this "Clan Coldtusk" wasn't so bad after all, maybe they'd be even more useful than what she had initially planned. It was obvious Koreen was antsy, looking to get into the fight, but Yoven knew they needed to keep a low profile, especially with a number of rogue Huntsmen going about, making a name for themselves. Things were gonna get more difficult soon, especially as they neared the Badlands themselves. The new recruit situation was looking grim, so Yoven eventually came to the conclusion that she'd need to use that one who had joined them on the ship, the troublemaker, powerful but unpredictable. As long as she worked with him and Koreen, everything should work out. The only thing is; the man was nowhere to be seen, she silently hoped the Huntsman wasn't above deck fighting whoever or whatever he pleased, and was instead sleeping somewhere he wouldn't bother the others. With Koreen by her side, mumbling the usual nonsense, she looked through the ship's interior, searching for the other clan member. @The Elder
 
Raiden returned Issan's smile and picked up the potion, he drank some of it before recapping it. He felt the the part of his avatar he used his soul transformation stabilize but still knew he probably wouldn't be able to use his soul transformation again yet. "Yeah we're clear. I agree to an unconditional mutually beneficial partnership. Besides I think we make a good combination lightning and light, we Guardians are a rare breed and should stick together. I'll fight alongside you and protect your back. The Warrior Priest and the Electro - Physicist who would've ever thought of such a tag team?" Raiden replied with an affirmative expression.


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Back down below deck, the Huntress Yoven had decided to keep her and Koreen quiet amongst the conflict, as it finally reached a conclusion. Looks like this "Clan Coldtusk" wasn't so bad after all, maybe they'd be even more useful than what she had initially planned. It was obvious Koreen was antsy, looking to get into the fight, but Yoven knew they needed to keep a low profile, especially with a number of rogue Huntsmen going about, making a name for themselves. Things were gonna get more difficult soon, especially as they neared the Badlands themselves. The new recruit situation was looking grim, so Yoven eventually came to the conclusion that she'd need to use that one who had joined them on the ship, the troublemaker, powerful but unpredictable. As long as she worked with him and Koreen, everything should work out. The only thing is; the man was nowhere to be seen, she silently hoped the Huntsman wasn't above deck fighting whoever or whatever he pleased, and was instead sleeping somewhere he wouldn't bother the others. With Koreen by her side, mumbling the usual nonsense, she looked through the ship's interior, searching for the other clan member. @The Elder
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Sleeping below deck, hidden behind a bunch of barrels and sleeping on some random sacks was Osamu Redd. A chaotic immortal, with little care in the world. Ever since he's  gotten aboard this vessel, he's been urging to fight every single immortal aboard the ship. But due to his ties to  a Cult, with a leader wishing to keep a low profile, Osamu had to play nice, which was very hard for the immortal.  The best way for him to subdue that urge and not cause trouble was sleeping. He sleep like a baby through most of the sail. Little did he know that there was a battle going on above him and one of his "leader" was looking for him. It wouldn't be much of a hard search, all she'll have to do is listen out for the loud, obnoxious snoring. @Rurnur
 
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After sending Koreen off to search for the other rogue hunters, Yoven delved deeper into the ship's interior, until she finally found Redd, hidden away in some back room. "Our arrival draws near, Redd. I'm happy to see you didn't cause any trouble, but it's time to be on your guard." She wandered closer and pushed her foot on one of the sacks, giving it a nudge, making sure the Immortal was awake. "You're a fresh recruit, aren't you? If so, i'm sure you're not exactly aware of our mission in the Badlands. It's about time I make sure you're filled in.. on the basics, at least." She paced the room slowly; inherently, members of this kindof cult would be a wild bunch, but for missions like this, it wasn't exactly opportune. She'd spent enough time with this one to understand how unstable he was, but on the positive side, he was dangerous, definitely one of the stronger new recruits the cult could have provided her with, just like Koreen. @The Elder@Antqionette
 
after watching the titans go about showing just how different their culture was compared to everyone else Acantha decided to walk back to her quarters but before that one of the pirates, probably a captain said something about the Pilgrimage being blocked off... She looked back at the titan and wrapped a tiny string around his neck simply to hear the rest of the conversation, "Astro, i will be sending a a report on what happened here, keep everything stable. She turned around waving the captain off then went back to her quarters. Upon entering she then typed and relayed the summary of what she had learned from her current time on Sol, her smile grew as she hit enter. She may had sent a exaggerated version knowing the directors will act with full trust of what was sent, they were quite predicable. @Rurnur @Wickedkent 


 Auir slid onto the deck to see the Pirates rounded up she looked to her right to see the mammal wolf primal from before, 'What are you doing?' She couldnt really tell what the wolf was doing perhaps simply watching what is happening? @catspit


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"The Pilgrimage" Alex said softly "Now that is an experience" he chuckled a little "Powerful enemies, puzzles, mysteries" a softer wave of his energy crossed across and through the ship, scanning the immortal beings on the ship with some curiosity "A decent group you have here, a few to watch out for, but nothing that couldn't be handled in the future" he didn't have any particular ill will towards the various groups that were aboard the ship. He'd had a few aggressive moments during his own traveled but he never made any lasting enemies of the larger groups. Despite his calm disposition, he was very decisive. His enemies died and his allies survived.


He laughed softly at Braeg'ereck's mention of the Badlands "There is always something interesting happening over there, but that is why it is called a Pilgrimage. It is a way of tempering your soul and strengthening your beliefs. The things you face there are what make you a true powerhouse of this world. It is either that, dying, or going home"


"Not everyone is lucky to return to this sea once they have stepped onto that ground" a strange light flickered in Alex's eyes, as if he was remembering a far more strenuous time. He'd gone through the Pilgrimage as well, though not of his own desires. He'd always wanted to find a nice place to settle down and relax, but a good friend of his had asked him to join them. The things they'd faced on their travels had certainly made them powerful, but a lot of their friends, ones they'd called family, had died.


Alex looked thoughtful for a moment as he looked at Jad "You are a Gravity user" he said "I'd like to test your understanding of the energy. It'll also give your crew time to recuperate after their battle"


@Rurnur
 

JAD TZOKNILL
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Leader Of Clan Coldtusk, hailing from the Northern Bellum Alps
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"You need not worry about us, rest your soul for now." Jad said to Braeg'ereck, finally convincing him to sleep peacefully.


Jad had begun to relax, after the initial encounter that put him on edge, concerned for the safety of crew and talk of murder going on. He swung his axe over his shoulder and grinned at the mention of testing his strength. Perhaps this one wasn't so bad, he had experience after all, and knowledge to impart, that would always be useful. Jad was impatient in getting his crew straight to the Badlands, but for now he decided they deserved a rest, and besides, he'd finally get a chance to really fight, rather than just take care of the Gullinberst. "As you wish, i'm interested to see the potential of this energy. Show me the results of your Pilgrimage, then."


He chuckled briefly before taking a few steps backwards, pulling his axe back and forming a sphere of gravity around the axe head. With all his strength, he swung the weapon in an arc between the two Immortals, sending the violet orb flying over Alex's head, this was the beginning portion of one of his combo techniques, one that he used especially in one on one fights. He knew full well that an Immortal of Alex's strength would be able to resist the pull of his own gravity with relative ease, but this was a technique that showed Jad's adept usage of gravity. The orb was lobbed over Alex, and came to rest a few feet behind him in mid-air. The axe strike was a bluff, the real purpose of the move was to place a gravity anchor behind his opponent; the next attack would come from his fists, which had both been charged up with gravity orbs in the initial attack, the enemy most likely too distracted by the orb attached to the axe to realize. As the initial strike finished, Jad would release his grip on the axe and prepare to strike the enemy with his fist, while the orb from behind pulled lightly on the opponent to catch him off guard, the Titan would follow up by pulling the enemy in with a powerful gravitional force from his right hand, which then struck his opponent in the stomach. The force from the punch sent them flying into the gravity anchor from earlier, which Jad would manipulate to strike them from behind, pushing them right back into Jad's path, where he would suck them in once again, and slam them down onto the ground with a powerful strike from the back of his left fist. @Seraph Darkfire
 
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