Graded [Evergate Rampart] The Redder Snow

[gmimperfecti]

In his sleek owl form, Gyld perched effortlessly on Professor Neco's shoulder, his talons gripping gently yet securely. His feathers, shimmering in the moonlight, added a mystical aura to their small group as they navigated the streets of Evergate. His golden eyes, wide and observant, scanned the surroundings with an air of calm vigilance, embodying the wisdom and serenity of his current guise.

As they made their way through the lively downtown area, Gyld's keen eyes spotted a group of adventurers huddled near a tavern. Among them, one individual stood out. This person, wrapped in a cloak that seemed too thin for the cold, shivered noticeably, their breath visible in the chilly air. Sensing an opportunity to be of assistance, Gyld fluttered down from the Professor's shoulder, landing gracefully beside the cold-looking adventurer.

"Good evening," Gyld addressed them in a voice that, despite his small size, carried the depth and warmth of his owlbear nature. "It seems to me that you could use this more than I." With a gentle motion, he offered the amulet of cold protection. The adventurer, taken aback by the talking owl, hesitated for a moment before accepting the gift with a look of surprise and gratitude.

"This will help keep the chill at bay," Gyld continued, his tone laced with a hint of pride and satisfaction. "May it serve you well in your journeys."

The adventurer, now holding the amulet, nodded in thanks, their eyes wide with wonder. "Thank you, wise one. I'll treasure it."

"You may revere me as Gyld, Guardian of the Northern Eternal Glade. You may seek my protection should the world be too much and I may call upon you should the Eternal Glade benefit from your support."

With a nod and a slight flap of his wings, Gyld returned to Professor Neco's shoulder, ready to continue their journey to the restaurant. Gyld's owlish head swiveled, his emerald green feathers now flecked with frosty white as if snow had dusted them.

As they approached the multi-leveled restaurant, the lively sounds of merriment grew louder. The prospect of a pleasant meal in good company seemed to lift everyone's spirits, and even Gyld appeared content, his owl eyes reflecting the lights and colors of the bustling street.

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Gyld, in his owl form, perched regally at the table, his sharp eyes taking in the vibrant tavern atmosphere with a mix of curiosity and amusement. The bustling energy of the place, with its blend of battle-weary warriors and merry revelers, felt both invigorating and oddly comforting. It was a stark contrast to the icy silence of the North and the tranquil depths of the Eternal Glade.

The bard's song resonated with Gyld, stirring a sense of admiration for the resilience and defiance of the people of Rotia. As they made their way to the table, Gyld couldn’t help but notice the curious glances directed at him and Professor Neco. Some were surprised, others intrigued, but none seemed hostile. Gyld puffed up his feathers slightly, basking in the attention. He had always enjoyed being the center of attention, and this was no different.

Perusing the menu, Gyld didn't bother with the usual formalities of reading through it. His current form had specific culinary preferences. "I'll have your finest mice or voles, if you have them," he announced to the waiter, his tone confident and slightly flamboyant, reminiscent of a movie star making an off-menu request. "The fresher, the better. And make sure they're worthy of a guardian of the Eternal Glade."

The waiter, slightly taken aback by the talking owl’s request, nodded quickly and scurried off to fulfill the unusual order. Gyld turned his attention back to the Professor, nodding approvingly at the inviting warmth of the fireplace and the quaint, handcrafted decor around them.

"Ah, Professor, you've picked a fine establishment to celebrate our grand adventure," he said, his voice imbued with a sense of contentment. "The energy here... it's invigorating. And the diversity of these warriors and adventurers," he glanced around at the other patrons, "it's quite different from the bustle of the Eternal Glade. So many feast without trying to eat each other much like a pride of lions I suppose."

As they waited for their orders, Gyld occasionally swiveled his head, observing the patrons and absorbing the tales carried by the bard's song. The warmth from the fireplace, the chatter, and laughter around, and the anticipation of a meal suited to his tastes filled him with a sense of belonging and joy. This, he thought, was an excellent way to celebrate their journey and their triumphs. The only thing that would make it better was if the bards were singing his own praises...he turned towards the professor. "Don't you think it would be better if the bards sung of our own adventures?"

 

[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

Kane's suggestion made her wonder something. “Must be tough, in your line of work. All they'd need is to trick you into thinking you're killing a criminal and you'd become one yourself.” She hadn't spent much thought on it before, but Kane's job definitely was a risky one.

Sirena's statement was a bit of a breakthrough. “After. Thank you.” She replied. “So, it might be safe to assume that whatever caused the eye-colour to change, possibly possession, to be what told you not to worry about it. Not Affonso himself.” She confirmed, perhaps being a bit more brutally honest than intended, but she had very little patience left with Sirena. “So our current hypothesis would be possession rather than a monster using Affonso's appearance as a disguise.” She was glad to at least have that (re)confirmed.

As for deploying suits, she'd nod. “Right, but do tell everyone to be weary of tiny holes in the ground. Sending in extra troops would only backfire if they immediately get possessed by those white tendril things, although I'd hope those can't take over folk within those suits.” That was one of the main excuses reasons she could come up with to deploy a mecha or two there.

She wasn't sure how to react to Kane's compliment. “That's the goal, although I'd rather not celebrate early. I've got a nasty feeling that I'm still missing a big piece of the puzzle.” She admitted, as she felt like there was something obvious that somehow hadn't fallen into place yet. It was a rather annoying gut-feeling to have, one that'd make her want to light up her pipe and smoke for a while.

On the other hand, Jez was somehow getting on her nerves. Well 'somehow' wasn't just a random reason. After all, Jez admitted to having studied dark magic, whilst Victorique was sorting out a case that might very well be caused by dark magic. She'd seen and read enough detectives to know that the proposed cure could very well be what started it all. She'd get unapologetically close to Jez to use [Ultimate Detective A] on her, trying to read her titles with Appraisal A and her body language and demeanour with the rest of her ability.

Ultimate Detective – Appraisal A, Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight/Smell/Taste/Balance] B, Insight D, Investigation D, Perception C, Law D, Energised B – Character combines all their applicable senses and knowledge to get to the bottom of a mysteries or to be on high alert for clues, dangers or hints. - Grade A – 5 Post Cooldown.

Despite not really trusting Jez, Victorique couldn't help chuckle when Kane commented about Jez's clothing. “Don't let her distract you too much, we've still got a job to do.” She'd comment, feeling that it was more than his worry for Jez's temperature that had gotten his eyes glued to her particular attire.

When Victorique was asked about her own skill-set, she wasn't sure what to reply. “I'm a detective.” That was what she eventually settled on. She didn't feel like explaining more, at least not until she'd been able to 'clear' her suspicions of Jez.

Upon Jez's conformation of what was on the statue, Victorique sighed. “Looks like the same type of deal I saw in Hoyles' place. Do you have any idea what these symbols mean, or what they might do?” She'd ask Jez. Magic wasn't her own forte, sadly enough. All she could do was see if it'd relate to any of the languages she'd learned and if she could figure something out thanks to her investigation (B) skills. “Ah, right, be careful not to go near any small holes in the ground or statue. We got some weird white-tendril monsters taking over people's bodies hiding in them.” She figured it best to give the extra warning, as she'd scan the area with [Ultimate Detective] for them.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Professor Neco
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By the time they were seated Professor Neco seemed unphased by Gyld’s choice of ordering mice or voles. He knew well enough that there were probably plenty of those to be found throughout Rotia and that someone no doubt was going to go and fetch them. When times got dire people ate pretty much whatever they needed to in order to survive. In addition this establishment being near an area where adventurers frequented enough it being so close to the Rotian wilderness, had diverse dietary needs to meet.

Professor Neco on the other hand ordered more traditionally but with a cheery demeanor. “Hm, Mice can be nice, but I think I’d like to have the spiced dried fish and your artisan bread with some of your honey and butter.”

“And I’d like to buy some mead for our table.” He further added. That order was taken as well, and if their pinkette friend would order hers would be taken too when the time came.


The cat beastman turned to Gyld with a smile.

“I’m glad you think so friend, I am of the belief that this is an excellent establishment to get a taste of the land, while living in The Kingdom of Rotia may not be for the faint of heart, there is a sense of unity for many who choose to hold onto their homeland in the face of adversity.” The good professor chuckled a bit at Gyld’s matter of factness of the comparison.

Gyld’s observation was accurate as while there were many human adventurers there were some fae, perhaps even some constructs in the establishment but there were even less of them than beasts. What was nice about the scene was how they seemed to be getting along, like their differences mattered much less in that moment than their current companies.

“I suppose I hadn’t given it too much thought until now, I think that is certainly something we all can aspire too, as we all go on our adventures in our own right whether there’s an epic battle or not.”

“I’m certain with what I've seen that they’ll be singing of your adventures in the future if what happened today is any sign of what is to come.”

Looking to their companion the professor asked, “Did you have any thoughts on the matter Phoebe? Are you welcoming of the praise which may follow?”

After some time the waiter came back with their orders, including the fresh as possible mice and voles as well as what appeared to be some spiced oils and sauce blends for Gyld to consume them with in small dishes around the larger wooden crafted bowl. Some water had also been fetched for the group’s table.

Professor Neco’s fish were arranged in a similar styled bowl, with the addition of a generous amount of bread. The mead arrived shortly thereafter to which Professor Neco offered to pour some for either of his dining companions first and foremost.

“Before I get going into this lovely spread fully, I just wanted to also say Gyld, I appreciate the great kindness you’ve shown It is a quality which will take you far.”
gmimperfecti Clockwork_Magic
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“There are a lot of things about this job that make it less than appealing to many, good news news is I’ve had plenty to learn from my father growing up. There are ways which a scenario like that would be dealt with.”

Much of Victorique’s words from that point on were reciprocated by a resting bitch face on Sirena, letting out a soft sound of disgruntled agreement. The only thing that seemed to really if temporarily improve her mood was the fact that with what Victorique speculated, there was a higher chance of the real one being alive and it not being some shapeshifter or mimic which had taken his place.

The guard seemed receptive to Victorique’s words nodding. They had been learning that much that the small holes were bad news, between how the tendrils lashed out from them so quickly during the test to them being all over the Hoyles residence. The guard who she had been talking to was in agreement of her words regardless and indicated he would do so.

Kane Blackburne
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“You really want to ride in one of those things huh?” Kane asked with a grin later on their way still, looking to Victorique.

“Don’t worry, I can’t blame ya, when I was younger I thought it would have been really cool to get one myself and go on adventures, but with my old man, it’d appear that life had other plans for me.” He reflected.

“And even I get you being careful about this sort of thing when monsters are at play I've seen what some of them can do first hand, there’s been a lot of moving parts to this case.”

Jez
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Victorique’s appraisal ability revealed a few titles about Jez. She was in fact a member of one of the Rotian Adventurer guilds at a C Grade. She had another title named [Monster Whisperer], [Dark Arts Wiz], [Mistress of Rites], and an [Eccentric] title. As Victorique got up close to Jez and appraised her it didn’t even look like Jez acknowledged her which was most peculiar, keeping the same serious and solemn face on her. Her body language and demeanor was probably almost disturbingly calm with how she didn’t seem the least bit nervous about what they were getting involved with.


“Tch Yeah yeah..” Kane replied with a bit of a playful semi suggestive grin at her comment. If Jez had read the context, yet again she didn’t appear to react.

Jez gave Victorique a simple nod when she said detective with a deadpan “Understood.”


Kane stayed nearby Victorique for the time being ready to bring his ax out if need be, “Well at least we got back up nearby if we need it.” gesturing toward some of the suits in the square.

Jez gave Victorique another nod. “They’re symbols in an unconventional form of monster, you’ll see it used sometimes in dark rituals or rites when deals are forged between monsters and others..” She replied matter of fact.

Victorique’s high level appraisal would let her know that there was definitely something up with the statue, as it was practically radiating some sort of sinister magic. Even if she didn’t know about it specifically she could practically feel it which probably helped account for why Jez reacted the way she did.

She also took notice of some of the same small holes within the statue base itself and around the ground just as she had mentioned, thankfully it looked like Jez had avoided them, while Kane looked less aware of their presence despite Victorique mentioning the possibility of them, but he wasn’t currently in the direct sight line of them any.

“I believe there is in fact a portal which is accessible through here.” Jez then informed everyone in general.

“What should we do then.” Kane murmured, looking like he was calculating the risks in his head. If they opened it something horrible and powerful might come out. There was also the fact he wasn’t privy to what Victorique knew about the fact that Jez hadn’t exactly been cleared by her appraisal.

Elvario

 

[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

“Well, I mean...” She was a bit surprised when Kane suddenly brought up her desire to be in one of those mecha's. She wasn't exactly proud of it, as it did feel a tad bit childish. “Right.” She eventually replied, after he told her why he couldn't have gotten to pilot one personally and added the bit about the moving parts to this case. She figured that was her cue to get back on point, before she'd say something that might be embarrassing. “Indeed, this has quickly gotten far more complex than I figured it might be. To think I only came here trying to learn more about criminal titles and got caught up in all of this instead...” They'd progressed quite a bit in very little time. For better or worse.

Although Jez didn't hold any criminal titles, the ones she did hold didn't make her seem any less shady. Monster Whisperer, really? Dark Arts Wiz, seriously? Mistress of Rites, are you kidding me? “{No shit she's eccentric...}” Victorique mumbled in her native tongue, after having seen all that. It might be a tad bit much to immediately suspect her of anything, but it was also difficult not to further pursue this amount of suspiciousness. “Say, Jez, could you tell me a bit more about what you specialised in, for magic and as an adventurer? I don't know much about magic and adventuring, but I should at least know the subjects within it and the methods behind it.” She figured that would be a good question. If Jez were to try hiding any of these interests, she'd instantly become a whole lot more suspicious compared to if she'd admit it. Besides, considering how Jez hadn't flinched at all to how closely Victorique had been watching her, Victorique had an inkling that Jez was already aware she'd just been appraised.

Despite all earlier deliberations, she couldn't help gloss at the mecha suits, still with some curiosity. That said, she had an investigation to do. Luckily, Jez admitted the symbols were a form of monster, which meant she also admitted to recognising monster. She also admitted knowing it was about a deal between monsters and others, making her even less suspicious. After all, it didn't sound like she was hiding that knowledge. “Do you think it backs up my theory that Affonse might've struck such a deal? Could it be between him and these White Tendrils?” She added, looking over the small holes in the statue.

A tad annoyed, she called out to Kane. “Steer clear of those. Wouldn't want you to get taken over into chopping my head off.” She warned him, pointing out the holes he'd seemed to have missed.

Considering Victorique did know some [Monster] she tried to at least see if she could read or confirm any more, although the 'unconventional form' part of Jez's statement made that unlikely. “Does it say anything more specific? Like who, what, or how many are involved?” She still felt like they were shooting in the dark at some points, this being one of those points.

The fact that there was a portal as well made it even more shady. “Do you know how big or stable it might be or become? Is it just to let the white tendrils through, or could some bigger monsters storm through? Does it look like it's been used before?” She'd fire some questions at Jez, hoping the latter would be able to give her more answer. This wasn't all that useful, as it only confirmed the suspicions they already had.

When Kane asked what to do next, she doubted. “Considering the mecha's are already out here, whomever tried to attack by surprise will be alerted. If not already, then soon. That means they will either act out in panic or flee. Worst case, they know how to take over a mecha and we'll be in big trouble. Best case, they flee... In both cases, perhaps trying to be a bit more proactive might not be a bad idea...” She took a deep sigh.

“How about we ask some of the guys and gals in the big suits to be at the ready and have Jez open this up for us? At the very least we won't be taken by surprise, in that case, right?” It was a big gamble, but right now, it felt like the most clever move to her. Ah, but there was one thing she should add. “Ah, right, I'm not sure if it's possible, but Jez, if you have anything that might stop or at the least slow those white tendrils from coming out and taking over people's bodies, that'd be tremendously useful.”

Should Jez agree to open it up, Victorique would have her [Ultimate Future Detective] at the ready to see into the future just far enough to be ready for anything.

Ultimate Future Detective – Appraisal B, Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight/Smell/Taste/Balance] B, Insight D, Investigation D, Perception C, Precognition F, Energised B – Character peers a few seconds into the future and combines all their applicable senses and knowledge to get to the bottom of a mysteries or to be on high alert for clues, dangers or hints. Also gives a +1 speed boost. – Grade B – 3 Post Cooldown.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Kane Blackburne
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Kane was seemingly unfazed by Victorique’s response to his mecha comment, instead the grin lingering for a bit.
“Well if everything works out maybe you’ll..what’s the saying? Hit two birds with one stone..yeah I think that’s it.”

Jez
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Jez looked at Victorique pretty blanky when she asked that question, her solemn expression not shifting.

“In order to counter the blight that are monsters, I took on the philosophy that coming to better understand them and the dark magic which one can find hand in hand with them was essential. I have learned how to curse, how to make pacts, rituals, studied and obtained knowledge on various kinds of monsters which can be found in Rotia as well as counter curse magic, and magic which can help protect against these less than desirable dark truths of this world.”

“Unlike some, I am not opposed to working with monsters to kill other monsters..after all who knows better than a monster how to defeat another monster..it all matters little to me as the end result will all be the same for them in the end.”

“While I may be shunned by some for learning the arts and using these methods, understanding my enemy is far more valuable.” Jez rationalized. It sounded like she was perhaps someone who was consulted for these sorts of threats. From the sound of things Jez was pretty adamant on spilling quite a bit.

Even then it probably wasn’t going to clear her of all suspicion especially not after admitting she worked with monsters prior potentially.

As Victorique noticed the suits it looked like a few more spear models were gradually congregating, the sounds of the heavy vehicles walking along on the ground could be heard.

Kane looked over, actually feeling a bit relieved by what he saw, reinforcements were coming, that meant at least someone in this place was taking them seriously, not something which Kane had felt in quite some time, as pessimistic as he often felt, this was a nice change of pace.

As Jez scrutinized the statue, she eventually nodded, “I think that there is a possibility, does this noble you speak of have light hair?” She inquired in response to Victorique’s question.

“If they are white tendrils as you describe, I believe this may be a parasitic, like monster of sorts..”

Kane looked a bit surprised to hear the halfling call out to him about avoiding the holes. “Oi, thanks, we wouldn’t want our friendship to conclude so early now would we?” He chuckled, before stepping out of the way of the holes so that they weren’t able to hone in on him straight forward at least.


Victorique’s knowledge of standard monsters did actually help her make out some of what the strange ritualistic short form was indicating.

Victorique could gather there was a suggestion of sacrifice for great power of some kind.

Jez would respond once more as she walked around the statue base.

“It actually describes at least eight or so people who may have made this very pact…one of whom sounds much like this Affonso I’ve heard of. I just wish there were names..those who partook clearly knew what they were doing, not exposing their names in such an obvious way, perhaps with more digging we can find them, this script is not always as straight forward as it appears at a surface level.”

After some more scanning Jez continued,

“I fear there is a suggestion of working with the tendriled monster to help defeat those they deem their enemies..”

“As for the portal, until I can see it visualized, not all the signifiers I'd like to investigate will be present, but what I can tell is that the portal will be stable, as there is evidence those who made it were experienced, I am also concerned that the portal will be large enough to let a large being through, perhaps the one which the tendrils are attached too. From what I can tell this portal has been used before, there are actually some lingering signs of faint residual mana from earlier use this day.”


Kane wasn’t thrilled to hear the assessment which Victorique made since it sounded pretty concerning, even if he didn’t outwardly express it.

“Yeah..like I said a lot of moving parts..but that sounds like as good an idea as any, maybe they can take some strategic formation or something..I dunno, haven’t really studied many military formations..either way sounds like something big could be coming out of that thing.”

Kane then made his way over to the spear mechas and called out “Well you all heard the detective! Get into gear and get ready to fight whatever horror might come out of this thing, Rotia might be rotting but I know first hand that you all want to protect the civilians here, don’t you?! Then act like it!” Kane proclaimed, sounding a bit uncharacteristically fired up now. He brandished his executioner axe before stepping a good distance away off toward the sidelines of the square from the statue, presuming Victorique would want to get a good distance away too encase something really bad happened.

The mecha pilots after some deliberation got into a semi spear wall formation in front of the statue, and other people were evacuated who were still on scene who weren’t qualified to deal with the threat.

“I have the means to help counter the tendril’s influence should we need it.” Jez nodded, presumably suggesting she had magic which could help.

“Very well then I’ll open the portal when we’re ready.”

Presuming everyone had gotten into the most advantageous position they could, Jez stood a good distance back, and her body glowed a purplish hue, symbols lighting up all over the statue like she was highly focused, interacting with magical elements some time before Jez finished

Victorique’s ability would reveal a large silvery portal opening and a large swarm of tendrils flying out of the portal toward whatever was closest too them.

Elvario

(Narrator Note: Combat in effect, Action economy and cooldowns in play)

 

[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

She'd listened to Jez's words with clear interest. “Thank you for your honesty. I'd have to agree, even though it sounds like a risky business.” She eventually stated. It sounded like Jez wasn't questioned about these things for the first time, as she had her story ready. Victorique wondered how often Jez was accused of such things, as playing with these types of subjects meant she was one of the first suspects whenever monsters were involved. After all, who's to say she hadn't gotten corrupted, influenced, taken over, controlled or even replaced by one, if she interacted with them on such a regular basis? “You must have gotten used to being everyone's first suspect.” She commented, wondering what reaction that would draw out.

She couldn't help herself getting a tad more excited from seeing all those mecha's move. They were simply awesome, what else could she say? She tried to play it off cool, as if she wasn't getting hyped by seeing them move into position, but she wasn't a great actor.

It was a tad surprising to hear Jez ask after the hair colour. “Yes, he does. A grey-ish white, like his brother and sister.”

A parasitic monster. The thought alone made her veins feel itchy. Having things craw through her body like that.........

“It'd be rather unfortunate, yes.” She replied to Kane. “We haven't even gone out to drink yet.” She added. “First round will be on me.” She figured setting such a death flag promise might be good, as he'd earned it.

“A sacrifice... for great power...” That was about all she could make from what was on the statue. “Sounds like the people lured in for the execution were going to be a sacrifice then?” That seemed like the most logical conclusion. “Which means we might be in luck, with just soldiers here right now. Opening it shouldn't be too much of a risk, I hope.”

Even so, the next revelation was surprising. “Eight?!?” She asked, rather shocked. That was far more than she had ever imagined. “That sounds like we'll need to flush out more than one... I wonder if lord Hoyles and his wife had gotten involved with this stage...” It was worrying to say the least. “We'll have to use whatever we can get from it later, in that case.”

Needlessly to say, Victorique would indeed want to get a very good distance away should something happen upon opening the portal. She was not a fighter, which she'd make clear many times over. That said, she did have one advantage. “SWARM OF TENDRILS INBOUND!!!” She called out as loudly as she could, the moment her future sight revealed it to her. That should get everyone ready... hopefully.

One of the few other things she could do was to try estimate the tendril's strengths and weaknesses through her [Ultimate Detective] B. She'd call out any weakness or danger that she could spot with it, hoping to at least be of some use.

Ultimate Detective – Appraisal B Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight/Smell/Taste/Balance] B, Insight D, Investigation D, Perception C, Law D, Energised B – Character combines all their applicable senses and knowledge to get to the bottom of a mysteries or to be on high alert for clues, dangers or hints. - Grade Be – 3 Post Cooldown.

[Action 1] Call out tendril attack
[Action 2] Ultimate Detective B
[Action 3] Call out anything useful learned through previous action

Be grade CD's 0/3

 

[gmimperfecti]

Perched comfortably at the table, Gyld’s bright green feathers seemed to shimmer subtly in the warm light of the tavern. His golden eyes gleamed with interest as he watched Professor Neco make his order, his head tilting slightly in a characteristic owl-like manner.

"This fish...dried, Professor?" Gyld commented, his voice carrying a hint of thoughtfulness. "Maybe, but bread? The idea of spiced dried fish might sound tempting. Perhaps I'll snag a taste, if you're willing to share. Pass on the bread."

Gyld's gaze then wandered around the tavern, taking in the sights and sounds. The warmth of the fireplace cast a cozy glow over the patrons, highlighting the variety of characters that filled the room. Warriors in battered armor laughed heartily at a nearby table, while a group of young mages animatedly discussed their latest exploits. The air was rich with the aroma of spiced dishes and the sound of clinking mugs.

"So, Professor, this place certainly has its charm," Gyld observed, turning his attention back to Neco. "It attracts many adventurers. Is it the warmth, then? Food, hopefully, it's for the food." Cocking his head back and forth, "Or the lively tales?"

Professor Neco said, “I suppose I hadn’t given it too much thought until now, I think that is certainly something we all can aspire too, as we all go on our adventures in our own right whether there’s an epic battle or not.”

Just then, the bard struck up a new tune, a melody that seemed to resonate with the soul of Rotia. Gyld listened intently for a moment, his head cocking to the side as he absorbed the music. "Music like this," he mused, "it could be better if it was about us, don't you think? It could be so much more, a magical thread weaving through the hearts of all present."

Professor Neco said, “I’m certain with what I've seen that they’ll be singing of your adventures in the future if what happened today is any sign of what is to come.”

As they waited for their meals, Gyld engaged in light conversation with the Professor, discussing everything from the peculiarities of Rotian cuisine to the various adventures and characters they had encountered. His demeanor was relaxed yet observant, and every so often, his eyes would dart to the entrance, as if expecting more interesting individuals to walk in at any moment.

After some time the waiter came back with their orders, including the fresh as possible mice and voles as well as what appeared to be some spiced oils and sauce blends for Gyld to consume them with in small dishes around the larger wooden crafted bowl. Some water had also been fetched for the group’s table.

Professor Neco’s fish were arranged in a similar styled bowl, with the addition of a generous amount of bread. The mead arrived shortly thereafter to which Professor Neco offered to pour some for either of his dining companions first and foremost.

Gyld, perched with an air of predatory anticipation, watched as the waiter approached with their orders. His instinctive nature, always attuned to the nuances of the hunt, made him lean forward slightly, his eyes locking onto the bowl of fresh mice and voles. The sight of his prey, albeit served in a more civilized manner, awakened the primal part of his being, a reminder of his true nature as a natural predator.

"Ah, excellent," Gyld remarked, his voice carrying a hint of bestial eagerness rather than the usual mirth. He peered at the spiced oils and sauce blends, considering them with a predator's calculating gaze. "This will do nicely. Thank you."

As Professor Neco began to pour the mead, Gyld's attention momentarily shifted. "No mead for me, Professor. Water suits my current form just fine," he said, his tone more focused than playful. His eyes then drifted back to his bowl, the anticipation of the feast reflecting in his golden gaze.

Professor Neco said, “Before I get going into this lovely spread fully, I just wanted to also say Gyld, I appreciate the great kindness you’ve shown It is a quality which will take you far.”

Upon hearing Professor Neco's words of appreciation, Gyld paused and looked at him. His expression softened slightly, but the fierce, bestial intensity remained. "Your words are appreciated, Professor," he replied, his voice tinged with a sense of dutiful seriousness. "Kindness is a strength, not a weakness. Better to be kind than nice. Nice is the conceit of civilization, but kindness is expressed through action."

Gyld then turned his attention back to his meal. With a swift, precise movement, he picked up a vole, dipping it into one of the spiced sauces. He was mindful of the Professor and Phoebe's presence, but his actions were driven by instinct, quick and unhesitating. It was clear that, while he valued their company and the warmth of the tavern, his essence was tied to the wild, to the thrill of the hunt, and to the fulfillment of his duties as a guardian.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Jez
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Jez gave Victorique a nod when she made the risky business comment.

“I will admit I do draw ire and suspension sometimes, corruption via monsters is not an unknown phenomenon in the Kingdom of Rotia unfortunately.”

Kane Blackburne

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Kane chuckled a bit once again when he saw the bit of excitement on Victorique’s face, yeah at the end of the day they were pretty badass he thought to himself.

Jez nodded, “Unfortunately it sounds like at least one of them might have gotten caught up in this mess then.”

Kane grinned at hearing her say that, “Very well then, I’ll hold you too if we survive this whole thing. Don’t worry I’ll vouch for ya to make it happen if I have too.”He replied, probably commenting on the fact of how youthful she looked. was pretty used to taking each day of existence as it came, since in the Kingdom of Rotia each day wasn’t a given it felt like for many, himself included. Granted his job wasn’t even the worst, that was one part of it he was content with.

“With the square cleared from word getting around and soldiers nearby I believe this is probably our safest opportunity.”

Jez nodded once more. “Perhaps they got involved in occult well beyond their understanding, as for who, I hope there will be more information to ascertain beyond this portal which will lead us to the answer. I have a strong feeling we will be able to gain enough identifiers if not full names.”

When the swarm of tendrils came through Kane’s immediate reaction was to take a defensive stance between the tendrils and Victorique, thankfully he gave her enough of a sight line to continue to assess them.

“We’re dealing with something big...If this starts going bad, I think you know what to do like last time..” He said turning to her, the serious look a stark change from his usual less caring edgy one which he had maintained earlier.

The shield spear wall of Mechas immediately rushed forward, extended energy barriers coming off of their shields to help contain the tendrils so that they couldn’t grab onto the living beings still in the vicinity. Jez appeared to cast some sort of purplish magic once more creating a barrier over herself like a dome.

Victorique’s ability tuned her into the fact that the tendrils reminded her of being somewhat plant like, like something one might find in the Fae See even, so as a result of this information being shared, one of the central most spears illuminated in a large orangey glow, and from their tip an intense flame was generated setting many of the tendrils on fire. Just like that suddenly an incredibly large bulbous white as snow mushroom monster appeared to emerge from the portal, at the very least in the [Large] class, taller than the mechas.

Large Mushroom Monster
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“#WHERE IS MY SACRIFICE#” The monster bellowed in horrible sounding shrek, not having any discernible eye features, instead a large gaping mouth like structure was present, many of the tendrils coming from the back of its body, makeshift like appendages jutting off of it.

More tendrils began to shoot from under the ground under the barrier and grabbed onto one of the suits before trying to pull it down to the ground, a struggle taking place, until it was hit with more fire causing it to let out another sound of great anger,

Kane winced as the sound was very unpleasant, and Victorique with her very enhanced hearing probably wasn’t having a good time either, even Jez who had been so stoic was hearing it. Even as it’s body burned it seemed like the monster was passively regenerating itself, it was a battle of attrition at the moment.

There was some sort of dark space reflected in the portal which details were difficult to discern from being far away and not inside..that would definitely be interesting to investigate. Kane looked at it and his vision went back to Victorique. His mind and posture suggested he was thinking about getting into the portal, but it was obviously too dangerous to do such.

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Professor Neco
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Professor Neco nodded when Gyld inquired if the fish was dried, indeed it was. Professor Neco proceeded to share the bread. “Of course my friend.” the artisan bread was quite well made and would be appealing to most tastes. The warmth enjoyable in the merriment which was taking place.

“I think it’s pretty safe to say that it is likely both of these things, the life of an adventurer can be pretty rough in Rotia with there being so many monsters to slay, places like these have wide appeal after they’ve returned from their quests and want to use their spoils to just relax and think of better times.”

Professor Neco looked like he genuinely enjoyed the conversation with Gyld, as well as any conversation which Phoebe may have made along with them.

The waiter gave a slight bow, seemingly a bit relieved that he had brought back something which was up to standards, before telling them to just let him know if they needed anything else.

Professor Neco Nodded, “Very well then Gyld, if you’d like some Phoebe you are more than welcome to partake I find it’s quite pleasant at the end of days like these.”

The good professor was receptive to Gyld’s response to his words, “You craft your words well, I feel that I speak the truth, and I am pleased that you have taken to them well.”

Presumably all of the food the table ordered had been quite good, and they had spent some time in merriment reflecting on the day, and enjoying good food and drink. Professor Neco sharing his grub and drink with any who felt inclined to try it, quite enthusiastic in his consumption.
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When all was said and done and Professor Neco had paid for the table on their way out the trio was headed back toward the square. The streets once again much more barren and in the distance it wasn’t hard to see that there were some Mechas which were in the street, and that’s when the loud shrieking sound permeated, even they could hear it.

“That sounds like a monster..” Professor Neco proclaimed, his ears twitching.

“People might be in trouble..Phoebe, Gyld, a monster may have breached the walls, and even with my survival instinct, given what we were capable of earlier we should investigate and see if it’s feasible we can help out..”

An orangey glow lighting up the street a bit in the distance closer to the square.

The professor looked pretty serious in that moment as he began to move quickly toward the source in the square, and stopping when it came into view in the distance…presuming Gyld and or Phoebe followed they’d see the mecha show down with the large white mushroom monster abomination which was burning.

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[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

She scoffed at him vouching for her to get their drinks. “I've convinced enough fools to get tobacco before. Drinks shouldn't be much tougher.” She replied, figuring she'd get it done with ease.

The promise of full names and identifiers beyond the portal was surely alluring.

Kane's warning made her smirk. “Of course.” Run. That was what she was second-best at, directly after investigating. She hoped her warning ahead of time had at least gotten everyone ready to intercept this thing.

One of the mecha's burning the tendrils was a great sigh. Yet... the [Large] thing, even taller than the mecha's, was not. “That's... not good.” It was creepy as all isekai hell.

Ah, but there was a chance. It spoke. If it spoke, it would listen. If it would listen, it could be distracted. “I'm going to do something risky, to see if I can distract it, so don't intercept it. If needed I'll run instead.” She quickly mentioned to Kane. She didn't want him to start feeling heroic and making unnecessary sacrifices.

“#Your sacrifice has been cancelled! The ones preparing it couldn't make it!#” She called out to the monster.

It's whining and raging made her ears hurt, which annoyed her further. That's when she spotted Kane's line of sight. “Feeling suicidal already?” She clicked her tongue. Still, he was onto something. This thing seemed to regenerate. Perhaps from something beyond that portal? So if she could just grab that and [Pocket Dimension] it or something....

She could get in there with ease. The question was, would she be able to get out again? This monster was big, but probably, maybe, hopefully, also slow. Her future sigh made her spot the tendrils with ease. “I guess I have an investigation to wrap-up.” She grimaced, as she proceeded to use [Halfling Parkour+] C to make her way past the mecha's, tendrils and giant. Considering she was rather [Fast] and could run and bounce across surfaces, the mecha's themselves became a playing field. Hoping to use her Precognition to doge any possible tendrils, the goal was clear: make it through the portal in one piece in order to investigate the other side. Hopefully she'd not end upt running into more enemies there and hopefully she'd be getting out alive. She was already running when she realised all that and wondered, for a second 'what in the world am I doing?' yet it was already too late. She'd already committed now. Hopefully [Lucky F] would be on her side.

Halfling Parkour+ - Fast C, Water Speed C, Wall Bouncing F, Wall Running F, Appraisal C, Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight/Smell/Taste/Balance] B, Acrobatics D, Perception C, Energised C +Precognition E - Character uses their senses and movement abilities to parkour through the environment. - Grade C - 2e Post Cooldown

[Action 1:] Halfling Parkour+
[Action 2:] Lucky use 1/2

 

[gmimperfecti]

Gyld's head swiveled sharply towards the source of the sound, his owl form perfectly suited for pinpointing the direction of the disturbance. The piercing shriek cut through the night, sending a shiver down his spine – not of fear, but of anticipation. His predatory instincts, always simmering beneath the surface, now surged to the forefront.

"Indeed, Professor," Gyld replied, his voice laced with a primal eagerness. "That is no ordinary cry. It's a call to the hunt." His golden eyes gleamed in the dim light of the street, reflecting a mix of excitement and readiness.

As they hurried towards the commotion, Gyld's keen eyes scanned the surroundings. The presence of Mechas in the street suggested that the situation was serious. The mechanical giants were usually deployed for significant threats, and the shrieking monster certainly qualified.

Gyld's senses heightened at the sight of the chaos unfolding in the square. The scene was a cacophony of sounds and a flurry of movement that piqued his instincts as a guardian. The sight of the Mechas engaged in a showdown with a monstrous, burning white mushroom creature was both bizarre and alarming.

He followed closely as Professor Neco moved quickly toward the source of the commotion. His owl form allowed him to keep pace easily, his head swiveling to take in every detail of the scene unfolding before them. As they neared, the creature’s bellow resonated in Gyld's ears, its demand for a sacrifice sending a ripple of disgust through him.

“#WHERE IS MY SACRIFICE#,” the monster’s voice boomed, its form lacking discernible eyes, instead featuring a large, gaping maw. Tendrils shot out from its body, grappling with the Mechas in a grotesque dance of violence.

Gyld’s eyes narrowed as he observed the struggle. The sight of the tendrils pulling down one of the Mecha suits, only to recoil in pain from the onslaught of fire, painted a vivid picture of the battle's intensity. The dark space reflected in the portal near the creature beckoned with a sinister allure, suggesting dimensions of danger they had yet to understand.

Gyld turned to Professor Neco, his voice serious yet tinged with the excitement of the imminent challenge. "Professor, this is no ordinary beast. It's a perversion of nature," he stated. "We must tread carefully. It’s dangerous, but if there’s a chance we can help, we should take it."

With a determined flap of his wings, Gyld transformed from his owl form into the more formidable owlbear guise. His larger form bristled with readiness, his eyes scanning the area for an opening to engage the creature. The primal part of him was ready for the confrontation, eager to protect and to fight against this abomination that threatened the peace of the city.

Gyld activated his Bark Skin ability. His skin began to harden, transforming into a tough, wood-like barrier interspersed with thorns. This natural armor was not just a shield; it was a weapon in its own right. Anyone who dared to touch him would find themselves repelled, injured by the sharp thorns and irritated by the potent natural toxins they carried.

With each step, he was ready to engage the monster, to protect the city and its inhabitants from this aberration, embodying the true spirit of a guardian of the Eternal Glade.

Amidst the chaotic backdrop of the monster-infested street and the towering Mechas, Gyld prepared to unleash one of his most formidable abilities against the mushroom monstrosity. The air around him began to thrum with the power of the Eternal Glade, resonating with the solemn spirit of autumn and decay.

Gyld's deep, resonant voice cut through the noise of the battlefield. "In the dance of predator and prey, the wise hunter knows the power of nature's ebb," he intoned, his eyes fixed on the mushroom creature. As he spoke, his form seemed to blur, becoming one with the natural forces he commanded.

Drawing on the affinity for Autumn and Decay, Gyld summoned the essence of Autumn's Lament. The air around him shimmered with the colors of fall – deep oranges, reds, and browns – as a mist of decay began to form. The scent of rot and the melancholy of passing seasons filled the air, a palpable force of nature that emanated from Gyld.

The mist, swirling with the potency of blight, surged towards the monstrous entity. It moved with a life of its own, guided by Gyld's will, seeking out the creature's vulnerabilities. The homing nature of the ability ensured that it tracked and followed the target relentlessly, weaving through the chaos of the battlefield.

Upon contact with the mushroom monster, the mist clung to it, initiating a rapid process of decay. The blight enhanced the attack, causing the creature's form to wither and crumble wherever the mist touched. The continuing effect of the decay was relentless, breaking down the monster's structure, ensuring that the damage was not only immediate but persisting.

Gyld, observing the effect of his attack, targeted specific points on the creature's body. His keen perception, honed by his connection to the Eternal Glade, allowed him to identify the weakest areas. Each strike was calculated and precise, a 'hot shot' that doubled the damage inflicted, exploiting the very essence of the creature's being.

Spoiler: OOC Abilities

Movement F to get closer. Then Bark skin to protect. Autumn's Lament assuming Gyld can get close enough.

• Autumn's Lament, Affinity: Autumn / Decay
  • Accurate F (-1 Speed)
  • Blight - Enhances the ability with extra damage if effective through decay and dissolution.
  • Contact F - Similar to blight, it is extra damage source added to the attack but it is one that requires repeated or continuous exposure to do its effects.
  • Continuing F - Target takes 1hp damage on their next post. The decay that washes over them continues to break down the target.
  • Enervation F - Action: 1 - puts the abilities of target on cooldown that are the same grade or less than the techniqueHoming - (requires ranged skill) The stream of decay can track and follow the target. If it still misses, the attack persists briefly and tries one more time beforefading/missing again.
  • Hot Shot F - Character is good at hitting called shots to hit weak points if they already know where to aim. The higher the grade of tech core, the higher the grade of creature they can hit weak points on. In the case of weak points, damage sustained is doubled.
  • Linked F - an attack of this affinity that hits causes this technique to go off and succeed at hitting the target again. No special effects are added to the 2nd strike other than both go off. Each grade links one more action to the first.Incurable - wounds produced by this technique will not heal nor regenerate magically or supernaturally unless skills involved are greater than the incurable technique grade.
  • Penetrating F - Ignore 1 item grade.
  • Targeted F - Gyld calibrated the attack to target a specific target. This results in the effectiveness being doubled.
• Bark Skin
  • Barrier F or 3hp - Wood and thorns
  • Aura F - 1h damage if touched.
  • Deflect - Action: 1 - used to create abilities to deflect physical based attacks. The higher the grade the more effective it is at dodging a hit or reducing amount of damage sustained.
  • Irritant - Action: 1 - a potent smell or itch that distracts the target and/or partially blinds them for a time. grade of tech core can effect creatures of same or lesser grade.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Kane Blackburne
​

Kane likely grinned at her scoffing about the drinks. He was pleased to hear she was understanding of what needed to happen if she was in danger, even if in many ways she had superior abilities to him it felt like in many areas, he still had an upper hand in dishing out pain.

“Trusting you so far has been pretty good..” He replied with a nod. Even if it went against his intuition, he’d just have to bare it and listen with Victorique putting herself at additional risk. Truthfully what was he supposed to do against something so large? It wasn’t like he had the strength or power to cut it down with his axe, he wasn’t even sure if he knew an executioner who could do a feat like that..perhaps his father during his prime..from what he had been told from others, but it really wasn’t in the job description.

Large Mushroom Monster
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“#WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY SACRIFICE HAS BEEN CANCELED? THOSE FOOLS. I WILL CONSUME ALL WHO OPPOSE MY WILL.#”

It screamed back at Victorique.In a way it really did sound like it was having a temper tantrum of sorts. Thankfully while it had been looking to her, somewhat distracted it gave some leeway for the mechas to move in closer and through a joint effort start stabbing it with their spears which were now all flaming with some kind of bluish flaming blight it looked like, of course eliciting further screaming as it tried to flail against them, the barrier taking continued hits, it was pretty unlikely it was going to last forever.

Jez
​

All things considered given the situation Kane looked pretty focused. While he and Victorique were having their exchange it looked like Jez casted some more magic, placing individualized purplish energized domes around the mechas perhaps as additional protection.

While that was going on Kane had a bit of a grin again, “I dunno, it just seems like there might be something there that the conspirators wouldn’t want us to see if that’s where the monsters are from..just a hunch.”

Thankfully with a combination of Victorique’s well laid distraction there weren’t many tendrils even headed her way as it looked like the monster was enraged with it’s foes who were harming it. Some Lucky and parkour skills didn’t hurt either, since even the tendrils that did head her way were few and did not pose a threat to her superior speed.

Kane felt that he’d be better off getting into the portal too alongside Victroique so he could at least help protect her from whatever might be in there..as a friend he felt it was only the right thing to do..but he didn’t have that speed..he glanced over at the mushroom monster beating against the barrier and being focused on the the mechas..before he too eventually decided to just say screw it and run toward the portal, albeit at a much less impressive rate.

With the few slower distracted tendrils that came his way he managed to cut them down before he too went through the portal.
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Upon entering the portal which Victorique got through a deal before Kane, what was in the large stone chamber was probably pretty disconcerting to say the least. There was a sizable occultish looking altar not far away from where she had entered the portal, and thankfully while there weren’t other monsters to see, there were around eight or so gray hooded figures kneeling down around the sizable altar. Similar looking white strands to the ones seen so far came from some strange floating white skull with a large white mushroom atop it, surrounded by a magical hue, perhaps a barrier of sorts. Only those with sensitivity or attunement to magic could properly see the small rectangular barrier around the object. In addition the problematic tendrils all seemed to be wrapped around the individuals who were in some sort of prayer like trance state. There was blood on the altar, as well throughout the floor of the sizable stone chamber. Many more of those short hand monster symbols were written throughout around the altar on talisman, and an ornate ceremonial dagger as well as strange white floating candles had also been placed on the altar.

Given the odd object, perhaps Victorique’s thoughts about there being an object powering the monster up and helping it heal was accurate, however the scene did suggest there might be additional risk in triggering some kind of trap or perhaps waking the eight figures up. It was difficult to see beyond the chamber however due to the incredibly dim lighting as there were a few corridors leading off from the main room,

Kane didn’t say a word looking over quietly to Victorique, sort of looking like he was unsure what to do at the moment, gripping his axe, as if looking at her for what the next best move was after realizing the potentially precarious situation that was going on.
Elvario
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Professor Neco
​

Professor Neco nodded at Gyld as he responded. When they were on the scene Professor Neco appeared to flinch his ears turning down from how loud the sound was. Despite this the cat beast man was prone now, looking ready to jump into action, staying nearby Gyld’s proximity. Professor Neco’s eyes glowed a bit, looking like he was willing to partake in whatever the fight was going to result in as well.

Professor Neco nodded in agreement at Gyld’s observation. “I know that language anywhere..it’s definitely a monster, maybe a forest demon of sorts corrupted from far away..” He said seriously to Gyld after he said it was a perversion of nature.

“I agree, our contributions may help turn the tide in favor of the guards..”

While Gyld successfully transformed, Professor Neco appeared to gain large glowing green claws where claws would naturally be on a cat but on his hands instead, his eyes intensifying in the greenish hue, ears up and tail dynamic.

Gyld’s bark skin ability successfully went off granting him addition protection from the [Large] threat.

The owlbear’s appeal to the glade was successful as he successfully used Autum’s Lament on the large shroom.


Professor Neco’s nose reflexively twitched at the autumn scent. And that’s when the creature started to get a persistent rot on areas of it’s body which it was now having to heal along with the fire, it was safe to say it was quite encumbered, letting out more shreking sounds, tendrils of it failing to regenerate as they rotted away completely, rather than just in a constant state of burning.

“Nice work Gyld!” he called out before with a look of determination he made a clawing motion with his green energy claws and suddenly 10 large slashes radiating green appeared on the mushroom causing more shrieking, the slashes weren’t healing as well, and even then the decay was making the mushroom go more on the defensive, wrapping it’s tendrils around itself sort of like a cocoon now, as the Mechas moved in further at seeing this opportunity and tried to bombard it further.

“#I WILL NOT YIELD! ALL WILL RETURN TO SOIL#” It screamed out in monster again, suddenly a large sinister plume of smog and spores shot out from the top of it and began to rain down in the area.

“You may have some natural resistance to this Gyld but those who aren’t suited are vulnerable! The good professor called out covering his mouth, looking over toward Jez who suddenly waved her hands around and a large gust of wind came from her fingertips blowing against the mushroom and helping to disperse some of the smog, but even with that she was now coughing up some blood, as was professor Neco, whose nose appeared to start bleeding a bit.

Under normal circumstances this all would have been enough to kill even a monster of that size but unfortunately some were intervening in a portal not so far away and supporting it in some capacity otherwise it’s regeneration wouldn’t have been nearly as oppressive, nevertheless it was on the fence now, with some more pushing and luck they could collectively fell the monster.
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[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

Her distraction of the mushroom thing had only been temporary, but that was only for the better. That meant her second plan, of going through the portal, was a lot easier to execute. Sprinting through the tendrils and past the battle almost felt excited. Perhaps it was [Lightfoot Halfling] in her that just really loved to go fast and through danger. Having hopped through the portal, she got to see an interesting scene. It reminded her of some of the weird stuff she'd expected from The Underbelly in Ryke. She's quickly look around, trying to commit the scene to her [Eidetic Memory].

“Ew...” She muttered, as she spotted the floating skull. That was rather gross. She didn't spot the magic, but she did spot the tendrils. All in all, it reminded her a bit of an Indiana Jones movie. Take the skull and shit will hit the fan quickly. She'd put a week's worth of Tobacco on that being the case. The blood reminded her of some situations she'd been through in the Underbelly as well. Those weren't nice memories.

“Fancy seeing you here.” She mumbled, surprised to learn that Kane had followed her. “Here's what I'm thinking. I'll rush through the room, grab whatever seems of importance, stuff it in my [Pocket Dimension] and hand it to Jez. We get out of here as quickly as we can, before trouble gets bad, so you'd best stick near the portal. That sound about right?” She'd ask him.

If he were to agree, she'd put said plan in motion. She'd intend to parkour he way through the room with some Halfling Parkour B and anticipate the enemies movements with some Precognition F. Her first target to put in her [Pocket Dimension D] were the talisman, dagger and candles. Simple stuff, but possibly of use. The main thing to grab, however, was the floating skull. Gross and creepy as it was. With some luck, the barrier wouldn't be able to do much if the thing got Pocketed in its entirety into Victorique's [Pocket Dimension], barrier and all, as she was incapable of perceiving it to begin with. If she'd get her desired 'loot' she'd rush out again to go present it to Jez on the other side of the portal.

Halfling Parkour+ B- Fast B, Water Speed B, Wall Bouncing F, Wall Running F, Appraisal B, Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight/Smell/Taste/Balance] B, Acrobatics D, Perception C, Energised B + Precognition F - Character uses their senses and movement abilities to parkour through the environment. - Grade B - 3 Post Cooldown

[Action 1:] Halfling Parkour+ B
[Action 2:] Pocket Dimension D
[Action 3:] Run / continue parkour.

Be CD 0/3
Ce CD 1/2

 

[gmimperfecti]

Gyld, driven by his instinctive and impulsive nature, did not hesitate to dive headlong into the fray. He tapped into the deep well of power granted by his domain. His body, already impressive in its owlbear form, began to grow, muscles expanding and fur thickening. The transformation was not just a change in size but a fusion of the fierce spirit of the North with the mystical essence of the Eternal Glade.

Gyld's fur, once a blend of earthy tones, now took on the pure, snow-white hue of the North's fiercest predators, interspersed with vibrant streaks of emerald green that shimmered like the leaves of the deepest forest. This stark contrast of colors was a visual testament to the union of two powerful realms within him.

The owlish features that once prominently defined his face now subtly blended into his bear form, providing a hint of his multifaceted nature. His eyes, previously large and round, took on a more intense and piercing quality, glowing with an otherworldly light that spoke of ancient wisdom and untamed wilderness.

As Gyld grew to his full height of 16 feet, his presence became overwhelming. Weighing close to 2 tons, each step he took caused the ground to tremble under his weight. His paws, massive and powerful, were now equipped with razor-sharp claws capable of tearing through the toughest hide or armor. The transformation imbued him not just with immense physical strength but also with a deep, intrinsic connection to the natural world around him.

Now in his full majestic form, Gyld exuded an aura of primal authority. His every movement was a blend of grace and power, a testament to his status as a guardian of both the Eternal Glade and the Northern wilderness. Ready to face the monstrous threat before him, Gyld stood as a towering figure, a protector whose duty was to preserve the balance of nature against corruption and perversion.

The battlefield was a maelstrom of chaos, with Professor Neco and Gyld at the heart of it. Gyld's large form moved with surprising agility for its size, his every step causing the ground beneath him to tremble. The sharp thorns of his bark skin bristled menacingly, ready to repel any physical attack that dared come close.

As the mushroom creature wrapped its tendrils around itself in a defensive cocoon, Gyld saw his opportunity. "This is it," he roared, his voice booming over the din of battle. "I'll push now!"

With a ferocious battle cry, Gyld charged at the cocooned monster. His powerful legs propelled him forward, the Forest Stride ability allowing him to maneuver effortlessly through the chaotic battlefield.

Professor Neco's efforts, along with Jez's, had weakened the creature, but Gyld knew they had to end this quickly. The spores and smog threatened to turn the tide against them. Gyld’s resilience to such natural assaults was a boon, but he was acutely aware of the danger it posed to his companions.

"Watch this!" he bellowed to Professor Neco and Jez, concerned for their safety.

He barreled straight for the cocooned form, trying to hit it straight on with super strength.

Spoiler: OOC Abilities

Grade F Super Strength F?, Strength D, Natural Weapons/Armor to tackle.

• [Northern Bear of the Eternal Glade - Duration 1hr]
  • Transform F (28pts)
    • Forest Stride F: When running on the forest floor and through natural environments, he can run without problem (Fast F 12mph / 60ft per move) and faster than usual
    • Regenerate F - Regenerate damage and lost body parts in 6 rounds.
    • Resilient F - Forest and Plant-based Plane
    • Sixth Sense F: Forest Realm and Plant Essence
  • Size Change Size F: Large (35pts)
    • Large - These are creatures that are around 8 feet to 16 feet tall/long and weighing between 500lbs and 2 tons. they can generally still squeeze into sturdy doorways and halls meant for smaller creatures with comedic effect, but tend to prefer dwellings and wilderness that are more open.
    • Strength - D Grade
    • Vitality - D Grade
    • Super Strength skill - E grade - 600lbs (average grizzly bear)
    • Feature: Large skill - E grade - Grants character natural E grade heavy armor in equipment
    • Natural Weapons - E grade - Claws and Teeth.
• Bark Skin
  • Barrier F or 3hp - Wood and thorns
  • Aura F - 1h damage if touched.
  • Deflect - Action: 1 - used to create abilities to deflect physical based attacks. The higher the grade the more effective it is at dodging a hit or reducing amount of damage sustained.
  • Irritant - Action: 1 - a potent smell or itch that distracts the target and/or partially blinds them for a time. grade of tech core can effect creatures of same or lesser grade.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Thankfully even with Victorique’s first comment none of the hoods appeared to react, were they in some kind of trance? Were they even conscious? It was pretty difficult to tell given the way they were hooded.

Kane Blackburne
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Kane looked to Victorique upon her fancy seeing you here line, giving her a quiet nod, before listening intently to what she had to say as far as a plan was concerned, since he really wasn’t entirely sure what to do in such a precarious situation like this. While her plan sounded logical he wasn’t too thrilled to hear that it didn’t involve him keeping her safe in some capacity which was part of the reason he had come, but he supposed standby as back up wasn’t horrible, if she needed help he could still step in to assist, so it was probably better he had come in through the portal regardless.

For now he stayed neared the portal with his axe drawn just in case things started to get ugly, after all this place looked absolutely ripe for ugly…

“Alright, I’ll try my best to help make sure it all happens then.” He replied sincerely.

As Victorique used her small stature and great agility to maneuver through the strange space, she’d have no difficulty pocketing the smaller evidence pieces with her pocket dimension. However with her precognition she’d see that just after successfully pocket dimensioning the strange skull relic that the hooded figures started to stir almost immediately grasping at their sides to draw similar daggers without saying a word in a robotic like fashion almost like they were in a trance. While she got a look at each item the appraisal part of her parkour ability triggered letting her see that the candles in fact did have magic properties, as did the skull which was some sort relic which had a sinister aura to too it, and the dagger which looked like it had some sort of curse on it. Thankfully she greatly out speeded the figures, before they had a chance to properly react as she successfully exited the portal seeing the chaos that was still unfolding outside.

Instead of attacking the group Kane followed quickly after through the portal, but not until he noticed how strangely they were possessing, wondering if they were still under the Mushroom monster’s influence.

On the way out as Victorique headed to Jez she’d see the chaos which was unfolding, between the now thinly dispersed spores, the mechas advancing and trying to pierce the now cocooned mushroom, as well as a certain owlbear charging forward toward it. She’d also take notice of Jez’s worsened condition since she went in, with the blood coming out of the pale woman’s nose as she got close, as well as her coughing. Presuming Victorique showed her all the stuff Jez’s eyes widened upon seeing the skull.

Kane looked a bit tense at this development, he wasn’t sure how badly Jez had been hurt nor was he really capable of helping her condition.

Jez
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“It’s worse than I thought..someone made a monster idol to support the creature...they used a ritual..as suggested by the dagger…the candles” She said as she tried her best to regain her breath.
Kane stood nearby with weapon drawn between the pair and the fight that was still happening close by.

The good news was that even as intense as the fight was getting outside at the moment that Victorique had removed the skull into her pocket dimension off of the occultist altar, the battle started to turn around.

Gyld would take note that the decay started to work more effectively breaking down material more properly on the large Mushroom Monster making it more vulnerable. Not only that but thankfully Professor Neco had been correct in his assessment that Gyld found himself unaffected by the poison.

Even if it wasn’t obvious some of those who had been piloting the mechas were incredibly surprised when they noticed Gyld who grew much larger, like a Kaiju of sorts in his own right.

The monster tried to send some more tendrils Gyld’s way to little effect between them burning and rotting.

Large Mushroom Monster
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“#STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY! YOU WILL PERISH!#” it screamed out loudly again, even though it seemingly didn’t have much to back up those words at all.

Upon hearing Gyld exclaiming to watch him, Jez looked over at the owlbear, even her eyes widening a bit at the sight as he charged forward to use super strength on the monster.

Kane found himself looking over that way too. “I’m glad he’s on our side.” He commented passively, with a bit of a dark chuckle once again.

Professor Neco
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“You can do it Gyld!” Professor Neco called out between his lingering cough.

Giving the owlbear his blessing to go for it looked like, the Mechas at that point seeing the large bear come forward new well enough to move so that they weren’t in the path, and then Gyld smashed right into the tall monster causing it to let out another defiant scream, this time a central part of its body being crushed and thankfully not regenerating quickly as the whole thing toppled over to the ground writhing around under Gyld, burning, rotting and very obviously at this point finally looking like it was dying and had been critically wounded, tendrils now batting harmlessly against Gyld.

From there the mechas surrounded the writhing body with their spears pointed toward it just in case, as if a way to further contain it out of precaution. Finally it looked like the scene was de-escalating, but even if the monster had been dealt with the hooded figures with the daggers certainly hadn't on the other side of the portal.

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[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

A combination of guessing what might happen and having precognition made things rather predictable. Even so, she was that that she managed to grab all she wanted and make a run for it. When she saw Kane following her out of the portal, she sighed. “Whew, that was a tad bit more excitement than I bargained for.” She might've played it cool, grabbing all things and running, but her heart felt like it was beating loudly in her chest. That'd been pretty scary.

She also noted Jez wasn't looking all that well, although there wasn't much she could do to help there. “Is there any way to stop this or turn it against them or something? Do we destroy the skull? Try to cure or defeat those cultist folk? Can we just undo this ritual thing?” She asked, having no clue what else to do other than to hope that Jez had an answer. She really hoped the woman would've had some answers, something to act upon, but it seemed like she was struggling to gather her bearings overall. Victorique looked around to see what else she might be able to contribute and...

“Whhhaaa?!? She outed upon suddenly seeing a giant bear-like thing barging into the mushroom. “I.. eh, yes... our side... good, good.” She mumbled, having thought she'd turn from mushroom feed into an owlbear snack soon. To her surprise, the owlbear was taking the mushroom down with surprising ease. “Wow...”

That meant there was one less danger to worry about. It only left them another question. “How should we proceed to deal with the ones that summoned this whole thing? Any chance to cure them and bring them before a judge, or would it be best to blow up the whole place by throwing some explosives or something through the portal? We've already got our evidence of what happened...” It clearly showed she wasn't a fighter at all, as she had no clue what to do now. Finding suspects was her thing, not battling or apprehending them.

 

[gmimperfecti]

In the thick of the battle, Gyld, now a towering and majestic creature, sensed his moment to deliver a decisive blow. The Mushroom Monster, weakened and on the brink of defeat, presented the perfect target for his dramatic final assault. Channeling his inner cinematic hero, Gyld reared up, his massive form casting a formidable shadow over the battlefield.

Clutching white chunks of the mushroom monster in its talons, his head reared up at the sky for a moment as dark green energy coalesced from the tip of his tail, rolling up his body, and bursting in his chest. The depths of the [Northern Eternal Glade] pooled and collected in his chest.

Gyld roared, "Gyaoooooooon"

As he unleashed his [Venom Stream] ability. From his gaping maw, a torrent of potent venom spewed forth, a deadly stream directed squarely at the faltering Mushroom Monster. The venom, imbued with the power of blight and decay, was a vivid manifestation of Gyld’s mastery over his domain.

As the venom made contact, it began its corrosive work. The venom adhered to the creature like jelly on toast, penetrating into exposed cracks and seeping into every pore and tendril.

As the creature writhed beneath him, its efforts to regenerate futile, Gyld stood triumphant.

Spoiler: ooc

Dropped domain ability [Bark Skin]

Replaced with

• Venom Stream (3 actions): Magic E, Affinity Animal F, Accurate F (-1 Speed)
  • Accurate - Target's speed is treated as though it were reduced by 1 letter grade
  • Blight - Generally this is a technique that enhances an attack in some way to deal extra damage if effective. ex: poison.
  • Contact - Similar to blight, it is extra damage source added to the attack but it is one that requires repeated or continuous exposure to do its effects.
  • Continuing F - Target takes 1hp damage on their next post. The poison that courses through veins has a means of causing ongoing damage.
  • Drain F [Strength] - Poison makes the afflicted body more sluggish and painful to use (+1 action)
  • Homing - (requires ranged skill) The stream of poison can track and follow the target. If it still misses, the attack persists briefly and tries one more time before
    fading/missing again.
  • Hot Shot - Character is good at hitting called shots to hit weak points if they already know where to aim. The higher the grade of tech core, the higher the grade of creature they can hit weak points on. In the case of weak points, damage sustained is doubled.
  • Incapacitating - puts a target to sleep/knocks them out/paralysis/petrification/immobilization/etc. Target must be same or lesser letter grade than technique. (+1 action)
  • Incurable - wounds produced by this technique will not heal nor regenerate magically or supernaturally unless skills involved are greater than the incurable technique grade.
  • Penetrating F - Ignore 1 item grade.
  • Targeted F - if possible, Gyld calibrates the attack to target a named individual. This results in the effectiveness being doubled.

 

[TheTimePiece]

The large Mushroom creature was thoroughly devastated by Gyld’s kaiju like venom stream attack, essentially causing the remainder of it’s form to fail and reduce into a puddle of monster mushroom mush all signs of life leaving the monster.The large sound he made surprised some of the fullers as well as those in the surrounding area who weren't expecting it. Thankfully upon realizing it was just him they were


When everything had settled considerably one of the mecha pilots who seemed to have a young masculine voice called out to Gyld, “Thanks for your help! That was a tough one!” using common. Indeed it had been, if Gyld had not helped stall and finish it off it was dubious how long the mechas would have been able to hold it down with the monster which was being supported by the ritualistic monster idol which had been created.

Kane Blackburne
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Kane was a bit surpirsed himself from the loud sound looking up at it quickly, before realizing it was just the owlbear. Almost letting out a small sigh of relief, seeing the Mushroom get completely destroyed was reassuring.
Kane then looked over at Victorique,

"My hunch is that whatever that skull thing you removed from the altar weakened the monster thing, based on what she said, but until she stops coughing her innards out it'll be hard to say."

With the scene finally clearing up adrenaline still likely going hard for many, Kane felt like he could finally speak up about the second key piece of what was going on.

“That cat looking beast guy over there could use some help, so could the dark magic using lady! They got hit by the monster’s poison, if anyone knows about that sort of thing I think it’d come in handy, and there’s some really suspicious hooded figures in there acting like zombies, you guys should probably go take care of them!” Kane called out, to which a nearby group of spear-wielding guards appeared receptive too. They assumed formation and moved into the portal. In addition a white cloaked figure with a bone wand wand who was probably a mage followed.

Meanwhile presumably a healer who looked similar to a priest in blue and white garb with a nice looked wooden catalyst with a blue gem stone socketed at the top came over and called Professor Neco over toward where Jez was and began to assess the two of them before taking out what looked like two glass ornate potions which had some sort of green liquid in it before handing one to each of them, presumably some sort of anti-venom to which they both drank.

Thankfully the poisoning symptoms appeared to go away not long after Jez and Professor Neco drank the respective potions.

Professor Neco
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“Well I’m certainly feeling a lot better, you have my gratitude.” The good professor said with a bow to the healer. He then got closer to where Gyld was and looked up at his large form.

“You did it! You’ve had quite the productive day with all this fighting, now you’ve gone and helped to save this place and my very life, this I had not for seen in my visions, the day only becomes more exciting my friend, you’ve certainly earned a rest if you’d like one. I’m not too sure what you plan on doing now, but I do believe that an evaluation and judgment will unfold soon if you wish to spectate the aftermath of what our contribution led to, if not we can be on our way I imagine.”

Jez
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Now that she was able to speak up again, Jez thanked the healer and looked to Victorique, “No you actually did everything perfectly, you gathered the relevant evidence which we need to make the case..and by removing that idol from it’s altar you made it so that it’s power was no longer operational, allowing the others to take down the monster..”

“Each element of evidence you took supports the idea that whoever those hoods were conspired together to power up that monster and summon it as you say..”

She replied to Victorique.


Kane found himself letting out a bit more of a laugh rather than a typical chuckle, like what Victorique had said really entertained him.

“I’m not sure everything you heard about the Kingdom of Rotia, and wouldn’t things be easier if we could just throw something fun in that portal and call it a day, but while we infrequently have formal long term trials, for a bit more complicated important stuff like this they'll send a justiciar once the scene is deemed secured to obtain and review whatever sourcs of information are deemed relevant as they see fit before making a judgement. We’ll have a verdict pretty quickly I think between the evidence you gathered and what others are as well."

As if on clockwork it wasn’t too long before a group of now arrested with blue energy cuffs behind their backs and dehooded individuals showed up. From the lot of who could be recognized, surprisingly Lady Hoyles and Robert Hoyles, were among those arrested, and there were a couple more than eight there who were not wearing cloaks, an Affonso Talton who looked like much of his garb had been stripped away so instead he had been given a rather plain cloak to wear to cover up, he looked nervous unlike his earlier serious and commonly disdainful look which he had held.

This reveal resulted in some shocked explanations among some of the fuller pilots who had been fighting the monster, creating a hubbub as they looked to one another and spoke through their communication channelss “That’s the brother of that Talton who's currently locked up!

"I think I see the captain of the Night Guard!"

None of the figures said a word, looks of fear on some, disdain from others.

Kane was a bit surprised too, he looked to Victorique, “You don’t think that..He was..working with them all along” He gestured to Robert. There were also some less familiar looking faces which aligned well with some of the hooded statures who Orchid had seen earlier and voices she had heard from them. There was also a lith man who looked like he could have been a peasant, pale, with hazel hair, and mocha eyes, he was however not wearing a hood like the others, but he too had been arrested.

“Anyway I think it’s wise if we stick around for the time being and not just because I might have a little bit of a show coming up.” Kane further added.


Once the fullers moved around the area as did the other sorts of armed guards, Jez was instructed to close the portal off, by one of the guards.

After some more time went by a couple spear guards on foot approached Gyld and Professor Neco and started to ask them the following questions.

Evergate Guards
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“Where were you during the time that the attack initially started?”

“To the best of your recollection, what did the monster look like and what was it trying to achieve?”

“Were there any other details of importance about the battle which you would like to be submitted in the official report for this case?” They appeared to be ready to record the answers manually with parchment and ink dip pen.

The area was eventually deemed secure, after what felt like quite some time, a more noble bluish portal opened up toward the center, while the suspects were now being kept in a row near the head block platform facing outwardly.

Three prominent looking figures exited the portal, first was a woman who appeared to be about 5’4 in height, dressed in nice formal attire suggesting she might be the Judge Kane had been speaking of.

Next to her was a man who looked like perhaps he belonged to the Valcor Church faction, given the way he held his staff and had a smile on his face, it was likely he had casted the portal. He was about 5’11 or so.

Then there was a very tall dark robed figure with some kind of metallic mask on his face who was about 6’5 in height, a rarity for a human indeed, his presence more intimidating than the others.

???
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Upon seeing them Kane looked to Victorique and said softly, “They’re here.” If Victorique paid particular attention to him she’d see that he uncharacteristically looked bit in awe, particularly at the tall masked figure.

The official appeared to look around the area, scrutinizing it, as a long piece of parchment appeared in front of her, appearing to float, as well as a dip quill which she began to write details about, perhaps about the surrounding scene., maybe her own personal notes.


However, one of the guards with the spears who looked to be a higher rank came over, gave her a bow, and then provided her some additional parchment which contained notes about what they had found beyond the portal and the fight which had taken place.

After that he gestured and some more guards fell in line now standing near the judge and the religious figure, as well as the tall man.

The higher ranking guard gestured in Kane and Victorique’s direction then, while the tall masked man made his way over closer to the head block platform, as if he was waiting.

Royal Justiciar Corbyn
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“My name is Wren Corbyn, I will be responsible for enforcing her majesty’s law. You there, I’ve been told that you were given instructions to investigate and prove the innocence of a Adirano Talton, if this information is true, I would like to know everything you’ve learned about this case, and anything you can tell us about the suspects, In particular I am curious about that Affonso fellow and if you think anything he said holds water, he claims that his image was used against his will and that he had no actual part. Those who found him said they found him tied with white strands farther in the depths of the lair. He also claims that his brother Adriano was set up and forced to commit a murder he otherwise would not have through the similar form of possession used on him."

"In addition I should note if you have any relevant evidence you would like to submit and explain now would be the time.”

“Normally I wouldn’t be asking you both at once, but as I heard this executioner had been assisting you in ways which were..less than conventional for his job description.” It was a bit difficult to tell if she said the latter part about with disapproval or not.

“What you say will remain confidential with those present.”

She then appeared to shift back to her personal notes.

The woman said all of this quite a matter of factly getting straight to business.

Father Gresham
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With a wave of the staff from Father Gresham a faint magical barrier had gone over the four toward when the justiciar had started speaking. From the sound of things to prevent others from hearing what they were discussing.

“And I am Father Gresam, I felt simply obligated to come as a representative of the church, issues of the occult within our Kingdom are most grave indeed, not only for those concerned is it voluntarily working with evil, but is an abomination against what our queen and divine guardians find just and pure.” His expression shifted to a more serious one.

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[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

She definitely took a few more steps back when the owlbear thing started roaring and vomiting all over the mushroom. Not only was it gross, it looked like she'd be in big trouble if a drop of that were to splatter and hit her. “That's... something...” She mumbled, as she really hoped that beast was as tamed as others assumed it to be. She herself wasn't entirely sure if it wasn't just as terrifying, if not more, as the mushroom creature had been.

As for Victorique, she could've guessed as much herself, regarding the skull thing. “No kidding.” She replied, a tad annoyed, as she wanted to do something, yet had no clue what to do and had to give it to Kane that she wasn't going to be expecting an answer anytime soon. By the time things calmed down a little, Kane was already calling out to order the clean-up. Victorique sighed. Well, that'd work as well.

As Jez was able to answer her, Victorique immediately had some questions in return. “Can you confirm who started this and who got caught up in it along the way, based on these items?” That was one of her most prominent questions. “Even if they ended up conspiring together, I'd really like to figure out who started this all.” She was still a bit sceptical about whether or not lady Hoyles had been manipulated by Alfonso directly or if he'd been victim to the same mind-controlling tendrils.

When Kane explained about the justiciar, she nodded. She wasn't sure what to expect from it, but she figured she'd play along with it. It was probably like a judge to present her evidence too...

Although she got caught up in a loop when she spotted Robert among those arrested. “Wait... when did the tendrils get to him?” That was confusing. Even Kane seemed confused. “I doubt it. I'm only more sure they were being mind-controlled now. He couldn't have acted as well as he did if he was playing both sides. He truly believed he wasn't involved back then.” She was convinced of that much. “Which means they might've all been...”

She clicked her tongue. That'd be a tougher bit to argue. She only was granted a little time to prepare, as some folk showed up. Tall, taller and even taller. Then again, most folk were tall by her own standards. “So they're the folk you work for?” She asked, upon seeing the slight admiration in his eyes.

When someone gestured in their direction, she straightened her back on instinct. Not that it'd made her any taller. However, when the royal justiciar asked her to do her story, it reminded her of the typical scene from the detective movies she used to watch. Well then... she'd asked for it!

She gave a bit of a bow, to start off on the right foot. Then she started. “You are correct. I got involved in this case some time ago on the third of May. when I overheard Eliza Talton discuss something with her brother, Affonso Talton. He was arguing it was high time to take action, she was trying to convince him against meddling in such affairs.

After a quick inquiry, I learned that Affonso Talton had been playing to try free his brother, Adriano Talton. This is going to be important later, as I am certain that, at the time, Affonso Talaton was convinced that his little brother was innocent and that he himself was genuinely planning to try and free him. As such, I'd like to present Affono's earnest desire to try free his brother as evidence #1. Eliza, me and Kane can all attest to it, as well as those who were involved with his plotting to actually free Adriano.

As for Adriano, the first pieces of evidence in his favour are the various testimony's of his condition. The various guards I spoke with said he was found in a state that seemingly made it impossible to deny his murder of a child. However, sometimes the level of obviousness of a crime only accounts for how likely it is to be a set-up. This would be such a case. The one thing they couldn't temper with, was his own reaction to the set-up. The same guards, both those who arrested him as those who imprisoned him, as well as the various people who met him, such as Kane and myself, can confirm he was genuinely confused, convinced of his own innocence and clearly lacking memory of the actual crime itself. Therefore, I would like to consider Adriano's confusion, lack of memory of the crime and his general mental state as evidence #2. It shouldn't be too difficult to find guards to back-up this state of mind that I speak about.

The next piece of evidence, or rather, lack there-of, should not be underestimated. Through-out all my investigating, I have not found a single solid reason as to why he would've murdered a child. Not only that, the child itself, which was presumably murdered, has rather suspicious circumstances going on, which I will try to explain later. For now, however, I'd like like to add the lack of a clear motive for Adriano's committing of a murder as evidence #3. I'll admit that there are some testimony's that say he was found angry when he was apprehended, but to kill over mere disrespect and out of anger is not only unlikely, evidence suggest the child might've been the daughter of another noble. He'd have likely known her or recognised her as such, which makes it unlikely he'd easily be disrespected by her actions, for she'd have been his equal.

That brings us to a highly important part in all of this. A part that all of us, whom have gotten involved, are likely familiar with by now. The white tendrils. I first discovered them retreating into tiny holes into the soil upon the crime scene. Thanks to Eliza's willingness to go close to the holes, we could see the tendrils were about to react to her presence. I'm not sure whether it is related or not, but it occurred after she'd taken off an amulet that seemed to have some magic on it. Either way, I'd like to mention the presence of white tendrils at the crime scenes as evidence #4. Furthermore, Eliza was capable of sensing dark and heavy magic having been present. We've asked for some guards to keep watch over the area and ensure that nobody would go near them. They can also back-up the presence of these things, in so-far as others haven't seem them in other instances and have confirmed their involvement in this case already.

After this discovery, we headed to the prison to speak with Adriano himself. What he told us confirmed evidence #2. He was confused, lacked memories and even tried to figure out if he'd been set-up by someone. None of what he said seemed disingenuous, just heavily confused. He described going on a walk at night due to having trouble sleeping, upon which he saw what I'd like to consider evidence #5, the presence of an odd girl that I mentioned before. He noticed she had silky white garments, suspiciously similar to the tendrils we heard about, that she had no shoes, that her hair was black and that her eyes were a near solid grey. His next memory was that of him standing over the kid after having attacked her, but he does recall having been covered in white strands. This should further confirm he was being controlled into the murder. Not only that, I believe the victim was equally controlled into being murdered. Both were puppets in a bigger plan.

Needlessly to say, the idea he might've done that made him rather disgusted. However, there is one odd piece of evidence. He had the [Murderer F] title granted to him, suggesting he had indeed committed the murder. Yet wouldn't it be possible to still gain such a title if one were manipulated into doing it? Or what if one were to be manipulated into slashing down hard, then released at the last possible second? He'd not have been under the influence of mind-control, but he'd not have been able to stop himself from continuing the blow. I believe whomever or whatever set him in order to use the way criminal titles are granted against him and in order to further confidence all of us that he was indeed guilty. Yet... why would someone wish to do so? That was the next question we had to investigate.

I'll admit it threw me for a loop, as I was debating a set-up for the longest time. However, eventually, I realised it didn't matter too much as to who was framed, so long as it was a noble killing a child. Someone of high stature killing someone innocent. That was the thing they were after, as it would lead to a public execution that was undeniably going to draw a lot of attention. They needed a crime horrible enough and confusing enough to draw in many eyes. However, I'm getting ahead of myself. At that point, I was still wondering as to the motive of setting him up.

When questioning him further, he explained a young girl had asked him directions. He mentioned she seemed to be in an odd state. Furthermore, her eye colour had changed from grey to a more reddish colour, which I would like to consider another curial part as evidence #6, the change of eye-colours.

To add another on this, we have a testimony from someone named Newt, who witnessed there wasn't one, but two girls outside nearby his tavern. Similar looking ones. Thus, I'd like to add the confirmation of there being two odd girls rather than one to evidence #5. I'll admit I wasn't aware how much Affonso was compromised, so I asked him to question Newt. Sadly enough, I'm not sure what came of it, as that might've been a mistake in hindsight due to his compromised nature. Either way, me and Kane went to question the guards that first discovered the incident with Adriano.

That's when I first met the Night Guard Captain, Robert Hoyles. Upon presenting some of our findings to him, he seemed shocked to learn that the white tendrils were still active. Not only that, but he was genuinely concerned about stopping the thread. I'd like to present this as evidence #7, Robert's concern and shock about the continued issue with the tendrils. As I like to praise myself on my insight, I find it hard to believe it was all an act. Not only that, his own men can likely vouch for him as well, as they know how he acted at the time and ever since.

One of those men of his, someone called Virgil, further testified to me. He confirmed the sight of two girls, added they'd been dressed rather nicely and confirmed they'd seen Adriano standing over one of them having been slain and having been held by strange tendrils. Another of Robert's men confirmed evidence #6, the changing of eye colours. Finally, from their testimony's, we obtained evidence #8, Adrianno's missing sword, as they confirmed the sword used in the murder, which they'd submitted for processing, was found to be a fake. It is unclear where the real sword went or what happened to it.

Finally, the guards confirmed that the strange vines had been seen before. When they'd strangled an adventurer outside the walls. They vanished before they could be further investigated, but it furthers evidence #4, the presence of white tendrils, as it shows they've been around for a considerable amount of time.

Considering we confirmed the presences of two girls, twins potentially, we decided to go and question the only one known to have twins. Lord Hoyles. Considering he is of nobility, their wealthy looks would also be explained.

Upon meeting lord Hoyles, we were able to confirm the presence of the white tendrils. In fact, this leads to evidence #9, lord Hoyles himself had been taken hold off by the white tendrils. Whilst Kane and Robert attempted to subdue him, I continued my investigation into the second part of the roleplay series.

First of all, I'd like to present evidence #10, occult symbols and signs in the Hoyles's household, such as the presence of blood stained parchment with symbols and paper, burn and scratch marks in the first daughter's room, the presence of diagrams suggesting something to be plotted at the town's square in the second daughter's room as well as the presence of a summoning circle in the master bedroom.

Eventually, I managed to find a rather confused Sirena Hoyles locked up in a closet in the master bedroom. She claims figures in grey hoods barged into their home and overpowered her husband and herself, yet I was somewhat sceptical of such a testimony. Upon further investigation and question, I found another piece of evidence, namely evidence #11, a letter meant to be sent to Affonso Talton. It turned out Sirena had been having an affair. However, this affair had gone so far that she was manipulated into aiding Affonso, whom had already been compromised at the time. She was made to believe that Adriano was plotting against Affonso.

This brings me to to evidence #12, Sirena Hoyles admitted to having been manipulated into aiding him regarding the summoning of a monster by Affonso Talton, believing it'd be for Affonso's own protection against his brother. However, crucial to this is that she recalled signs of what we now know as evidence #6, the changes in eye colours. In fact, his eyes changed colour after he claimed after he'd been using magic, suggesting it might've been a cover-up for what truly occurred. Him being taken over by the same tendrils that manipulated many others.

Fearing that an urgent situation was at hand, we made our way to the square and informed proper authorities. It is also when I first encountered Jez, who has been a great help regarding the magical aspects of this case. She confirmed our suspicions, which I'd like to provide as evidence #13, the mushroom monster was planned to be summoned to this very area, furthermore, as it screamed in its monster language that it was upset about the lack of finding its promised sacrifices, it is clear that it was meant to be summoned during an ongoing execution. In particular, the execution of Adriano Talton, at the hands of Kane. That event would have had many people watching, whom were intended as sacrifices. The various symbols on this statue, as well as the symbols in the room beyond the portal that opens from it, can all verify as much.

Now, starting from the end, we have a rather cohesive story. First, the monster was planned to be summoned here and to be fed sacrifices. That needed a crowd. Affonso Talton, presumably under the influence of the tendrils, was used to convince Sirena Hoyles to aid him with the excuse of protecting himself against his brother. Instead, however, one of her own daughters was used as sacrifice to frame Adriano in order to get him executed and draw a crowd. The others involved, including Robert, have all been compromised to the white tendrils at one point or another. However, their genuine reactions and concerns should show that they were manipulated into taking actions they themselves do not even recall. Just like Adriano.

She took a deep breath. Sadly enough, I have not yet been able to find answers to all questions. For one, I am unaware of the origin of this all. Of course I have some theories. Lady Sirena believed her daughters to be studying elsewhere. Perhaps they'd planned to return for a surprise visit, yet got taken over by the tendrils on their way home, then proceeded to infect Affonso and their family. Perhaps the adventurer seen by the guards was the one meant to have escorted them. Or perhaps the guards themselves got infected when they first saw it, without them knowing. It's even possible the tendrils we found at the crime scene were what got to Affonso first. I'm afraid I've too little evidence to suggesting any options as conclusive. I do, however, believe that all the available evidence shows that the involved parties were manipulated by the white tendrils into committing the crimes they committed.

Two other questions remain. The missing sword, which I once feared would be used to add to the chaos by controlling a mechanized unit, as well as the fate of the second daughter. Perhaps even the remains of the first might need closer inspection.”

She then took out all the things she'd taken from the room beyond the portal. “That said, these are what I found on the others side of that portal. It should reveal all those that were compromised and involved in the summoning. It might even teach us more about how they got compromised and whom it started with.” She took out a notebook next, then scribbled away using her [Eidetic Memory]. “These are the signs and symbols I encountered in the Hoyles residence.”

That left her with the last bits of evidence to gather and utilise. “Of course, Affonso believing his image was used stands to reason, for he would have no memories of what happened whilst under the influence of the white tendrils. It is likely to be similar for the other involved parties. The fact he claims his brother was set-up further proves that he himself is not aware that he was the one to set him up whilst under the control of the tendrils.”

She got some bad vibes from the 'Father Gresham', but she decided to hope for the best. “All presented evidence suggest that nobody was voluntarily working with evil, but rather under its influence. It would not be unwise to attempt to ensure that no traces of the white tendrils remain, both in those involved in the case as in the town itself, for their presence has clearly had a major impact on this case and they'd been far more widespread than we could've imagined them to be at first.”

That, for now, concluded all her findings. She wasn't fully satisfied, as there were still some questions left unanswered, but at least she'd been able to sort out the main points.

 

[gmimperfecti]

Ignoring most of the hustle and bustle, Gyld allowed the thorns and bramble bleeding out of his body to fade back into the [Northern Eternal Glade] in motes of deep emerald and glittering white.

He cocked his head to the side, peering deep into the remains of the Mushroom Monster. Such a poor appellation for a guardian spirit to have forced upon them. Such was the fate of guardian spirits amongst the [White Expanse]. He grunted as his nose muzzled the ropey white remains.

The Professor got closer to where Gyld was and looked up at his large form.

“You did it! You’ve had quite the productive day with all this fighting, now you’ve gone and helped to save this place and my very life, this I had not for seen in my visions, the day only becomes more exciting my friend, you’ve certainly earned a rest if you’d like one. I’m not too sure what you plan on doing now, but I do believe that an evaluation and judgment will unfold soon if you wish to spectate the aftermath of what our contribution led to, if not we can be on our way I imagine.”

"No, not done, dear Professor," his voice boomed like thunder. "I sense a resonance. A perversion of the Wheel, the Cycle aborted."

His massive head turned to listen to the tiny halflings ( Elvario ) explanation. "You've got one thing wrong." His body deflated as more motes of green and white seeped back into the domain until he was once more his medium sized owlbear form. Gyld wanted as much access to his domain's magics incase what he did next backfired. "You called this a Mushroom Monster, but it is not the antagonist of your story but the victim. You don't see it when you walk on the forest floor or upon the snow, but a network of mycelium managed by this Spirit Guardian helps all of the natural flora to communicate and share resources. It's the glue that binds your ecosystem. While the Great Bear of the North guards against massive exetensial threats to your ecosystem, the mycelium network ensures the balance and exchange of intelligence and nutrients between the foundation of your entire ecosystem, the plants. And it is mortals, those mortals perhaps, that lured it from its duty, bound and corrupted its purpose."

Gyld shook his head, "But worry not, I'm here to restart things." With that said, Gyld causally took out the Primal Shard and plunged it into the heart of the Mycelium Guardian Spirit.

 

[TheTimePiece]

Jez

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Once Jez was looking a bit better off she could finally answer what Victorique had asked of her.

“According to what I could tell from the ritual signs, it was initiated by Affonso Talton, and Lady Hoyles followed soon after but given the penmanship it’s completely possible it was under terms of possession in my professional opinion, Robert, Lord Hoyles and others joining after..perhaps lured in by Lady Hoyles under possession.”

Kane Blackburne
​

Kane turned to Jez when she spoke a bit surprised as to what she was suspecting it sounded like. Could it be possible that nobody was really at fault for what happened in this situation? If everyone was innocent hopefully they’d let Kane take care of someone less important for execution once this was all scheduled then..but it took special offenses to warrant an execution instead of being sent off to die by the monsters, and someone higher in society getting involved in the occult for treason was definitely a reason one could end up on a headsman block instead..

Kane nodded when Victorique responded to him, that was looking more like a viable option now, that there was some kind of control going on.
“Sort of..you could say that in a way, we both work for the same person..but that really tall guy, I’m more interested in him, you see he’s a high ranking executioner, the kind who you really don’t want to be on the receiving end of because it means you seriously did something to tick off the crown..”

Royal Justiciar Corbyn
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As Victorique spoke the Justiciar looked like she was quite focused on everything which she was telling her. Similar to the way Professor Neco’s eyes had lit up earlier, a single eye on the Royal Justiciar began to glow a brightish blue hue. Perhaps she was magically recording the information which Victorique was telling her. “The following dialogue until we conclude here today will be kept on royal court records.” She then appeared to be deep in thought like she was processing it while Victorique provided her all the points. It looked like the Justiciar was rapidly appraising the physical pieces of evidence which Victorique provided and that they were being added to some kind of blue portaled holding dimension presumably where evidence was kept after they had been appraised.

Kane on the other hand stood nearby quietly and looked pretty impressed with all that Victorique was sharing, probably thinking to himself about how good she was at her job. Her expression stayed relatively stern during the explanations provided but her eyes did shift a bit, as she gave a slight nod when Victorique mentioned it was possible that they had possessed Adriano long enough and stopped just after he hit his target in order to earn him the murderer title.

Father Gresham

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By the time that Elvario was mentioning Jez, if she had looked toward the holy man during her conversation she could tell that his resting face shifted to one which was not pleased when he heard the name of Jez and the role that she had played. Perhaps he was aware of her and was not a fan.

“That missing sword is most curious, from the other report I received Adriano’s fuller had not been stolen...perhaps a separate opportunistic crime.” The Justiciar murmured to herself toward the end.

“Some of the information which you have told me is corroborated from other sources which have made their way into other reports I have received, this triangulation of data helps to support the evidence and what you have suggested to me has taken place.”

“I also appreciate your thoroughness, you wouldn’t believe what kind of information I’m left to make judgments on, it can be quite bothersome when there’s little to work with, but thankfully in this case there’s a plethora as you have mentioned so neatly.” She paused for a moment with a soft smile, before it returned to a more serious look.

“Since this is what largely got you into this case, first I will speak on whether I believe Adriano Talton is innocent of murder.”

“In my judgment, with such an established record of this monster’s tendrils being able to influence and possess people and the evidence of the guard’s testimonies suggesting activity of this monster in the area quite some time back, corroborated by witnesses who have claimed that Lord Hoyles did not seem himself and multiple witnesses stating that he had been possessed. These symptoms described in Lord Hoyles case are similar to the kinds you are mentioning Adriano appeared to experience shortly after the murder. As a result I do believe there is a strong case to make that Adriano Talton was put under the monster’s influence. As you mentioned it’s completely possible that he was possessed just until the point when his sword was about to go through that girl and the murderer title would fall on him if it were to happen just as he regained control of himself.”

“Given he has no past criminal record to speak of, is generally in good social standing with others, as well as lack of identifiable motive and suspicious circumstances of the victim corroborated by multiple sources, It makes it seem even more likely that he was not at fault for this action. For these reasons, I believe that Adriano Talton should be released from custody and his criminal title should be forgiven.”

“I also believe it was likely that those strange looking girls were used as lures to set up the favorable conditions for a monster massacre as you mention.The fact that the summoning was to take place which had a way to access this very square coinciding with the timing of the execution is compelling. I will recommend on record that the body should be further investigated once again to infer whether or not they are the corpse of Lady and Lord Hoyle’s daughter, or if there wasn’t more foul play pertaining to them. Until this takes place I do not believe we can rule out the possible use of illusion magic in addition to the possessions.”

“Next I will discuss whether or not I believe Robert Hoyles to be innocent. Given his described actions and demeanor from multiple sources, as mentioned by you and in one of the reports I received upon arriving, and the similarities to what Affonso experienced, I am again of the belief that he was likely also possessed by the tendrils by extension, the evidence suggests that he is innocent as well. On the record I judge that Night Guard Captain Robert Hoyles is innocent.”

“Next for my judgment of Lord Hoyles.”

“Based on the triangulation of witnesses, his weak and confused demeanor, and the occult evidence suggesting that Lord Hoyles was not the culprit who started this ordeal, I believe he was a victim of possession as well as and as result should be deemed innocent It’s completely possible that he was taken hold of when making contact with his wife, children as you mentioned as a possibility or someone else along the way.”

Presuming Victorique was to clarify that she found out at least whose first name was on the pact, that being of Affonso Talton’s

The Justiciar appeared to be in thought once again.

“While I do not know the extent to which you claim your ability to assess people is accurate, what I do know is that some of our high skilled inquisitors were unable to detect that Affonso Talton was lying or trying to conceive information, which is promising for the case you are making..in that he genuinely does not seem to remember what happened and was of the belief that someone was framing him. This evidence supports the idea that he was in fact possessed, perhaps forced to create a pact with the monster for that idol while under its influence,as for the affair, it is possible that while under the monster's influence he seduced Lady Hoyles..”

“For the reasons you mentioned, and for the record, I have a strong reason to believe that Affonso Talton was made to act against his will, and that even if the gray hoods were under his jurisdiction, they were led astray by Affonso Talton who was under the influence, there is also a possibility they were manipulated themselves by the monster. For these reasons, while a bit more involved in reasoning, I believe the evidence suggests Affonso Talton is innocent.”

“And now for whether Lady Hoyles is innocent or not. Normally the sort of testimony that she gave would be concerning and invite her to be charged with willingly working to summon a monster..but I believe this monster influenced her to act, and I have a strong belief that with her seduction putting her into a more vulnerable state, at one point or another she was possessed as well, and cannot be held fully accountable for her actions either. Given her family’s contribution to her Majesty’s Kingdom I believe it is appropriate to be more lenient with her even if she was potentially more culpable than the others here, and I believe she is innocent as well.”

The Justiciar then went over some other names which Victorique had not encountered personally, but based on the other reports they all had been interrogated and had been equally confused and seemed to not remember much genuinely, further supporting the idea that they had been possessed too, resulting in a not guilty verdict for them as well.

However when Gyld mentioned that ti was not a mushroom monster but a guardian that caused the Justiciar to look over a bit skeptical, as if she was wondering what he was on about, regardless of what it had been in the current state which it had been causing the havoc it had been a monster, so unless they could get information about what had corrupted it and if it was a person then it was dubious that would help her sentence..

When Gyld shoved the gift he had received into the remains of the guardian, Kane and Father Gresham who looked like he was about to say something in response to Victorique, not exactly having the most pleased expression, looked over, and the form of the mushroom began to build, but instead of being a horrifying creature it began to take on a much more colorful form the energy radiating from it dynamically with a bright light before it formalized, still quite tall as it's last corrupt interation had been.

It then began to speak in a strange language which probably only the owl bear could understand.

Mushroom Guardian
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“:Ally Guardian of the Glade and North, thank you for freeing me from the confines of corruption, there is a mana imbalance in this land brought upon by an increase of monster activity, which is most concerning, it is capable of corrupting mortals and even beings like myself to the point where they become demons but now that you have allowed me to become reborn, I may return to my original duty within nature, if there is anything you would like to speak with me of, now would be the time.:”

Kane was pretty bewildered by this development, It looked like the priest was unsure what to say either, gripping his staff and looking cautiously at the mushroom, Kane had gone from thinking about whether or not he’d be permitted to carry out an execution that day or not especially if most were innocent, to what the heck that mushroom thing actually was.

Professor Neco
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While this had been going on the good professor appeared quite surprised when Gyld told him that all was not where it should be, even more when he witnessed the the plunging of the rare artifact from the Lord of the North, and the being which followed. "<Gyld..I've seen so many wonders of nature in my life from only meeting you..this only reaffirms my belief in fate..thank you.>" He suddenly spoke in beastial, before he immediately got to recording data on what was happening with his eye, also getting down on his knee out of respect toward the now purified guardian.

Elvario gmimperfecti

 

[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece | gmimperfecti
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

A combination at being told she was wrong and being slightly afraid of the creature that could eat her as a bite-sized snack made her merely glare back at Gyld from a safe distance. “Aren't Spirit Guardians active in the See?” She felt like this wasn't really the type of place for them to hang out to begin with. Like the others, she was highly sceptical of what the owlbear was doing to this mushroom monster.

On the other hand, she was glad that Jez was able to confirm a few things. She nodded. “Thanks for the confirmation.”

The halfling was a tad surprised by Kane being impressed by the tall guy. “So they're the crown's hunting dogs, so to say?” She clicked her tongue. “It should be fun to team up with someone like that to investigate and hunt down some criminals, one day.” She stated, imagining the power that'd come from working with powerhouses under the direct command of the crown itself. She chuckled, as she had a fun idea. “Sent me a letter when you get there.” After all, that's what friends were for, weren't they?

Thankfully the Justiciar actually paid attention. That made things a lot easier on Victorique. Even so, the missing sword... she wasn't fully sure if it was a separate opportunistic crime. Either way, there was little else she could say on it. Although, what the Owlbear said gave her some idea. Even though it was a long shot. “Either that, or in light of what ...” She realised she had no clue what to call the owlbear. “... the big fellow just said, perhaps it might've been involved in the corruption of this Guardian and needed to be rid of as evidence of said tempering.”

A proud smile displayed on her face when she was praised on her thoroughness. “Of course.” She stated, but the bright smile, straightened back and raised shoulders suggested she was a lot less casual about soaking up this praise than her words suggested.

She nodded along as the Justiciar mentioned judgements. To some degree, she was a bit relieved. She'd feared that even getting yourself controlled by the monsters would be punishable. Especially for folk like Robert Hayles, who had a military position.

There was one part she really wanted to learn more about, as she'd ask the justiciar short after the latter finished her judgements. “About the girls, would it be possible for me to be informed of the results of the autopsy? If there was illusion magic or other at play, they might stem from the same source that corrupted this Spirit Guardian.” She felt like that was a pretty considerable loose end in the whole investigation.

Considering that even Affonso and lady Hoyles were declared innocent, Victorique figured that they really lucked out on having a 'nice' justiciar. She could've well imagined Affonso's plot to try free his brother to still be a crime. After all, that bit was done without control of the tendrils and was still an act against the state. The same went for how easily lady Hoyles had gone astray. Then again, Affonso's reputation was ruined and lady Hoyles' marriage was likely going to be at risk, so both of them would already have some punishments to deal with in that regard. All in all, she was glad they'd at least not see their heads rolling or see them sent to the front lines as fodder against the monsters.

She was rather surprised when the mushroom turned into a hallucinogen. “Sooooo...” She stated, a tad unsure, a tad annoyed, a tad impatient. “Any chance this... guardian... is going to tell us who or what corrupted it? That'd save a lot of time investigating and might give our executioner friends an actual target.” She stated, trying not to feel like she was high on mushrooms merely from looking at the colourful guardian.

Despite the fact that not all threads had been wrapped up, Victorique was keeping an eye out to see if she could spot Eliza somewhere. After all, she'd just saved both her brothers from being executed. Surely that meant she was due a reward. She also recalled Eliza apparently had one of those mecha's as well. Which she still wanted to take a ride in. It didn't take much for her to realise what reward she wanted, which those who'd have been around enough (Kane and Eliza herself) might figure out easily enough as well.

 

[gmimperfecti]

In his impressive owlbear form, Gyld embodied a captivating fusion of primal strength and mystical grace. His robust frame, cloaked in a harmonious blend of dark bear fur and golden owl feathers, exuded a raw power tempered by an almost ethereal elegance. His large, amber eyes, glowing with ancient wisdom, scanned the environment with a keenness born of his dual heritage. Agile yet formidable, he moved with a grace that belied his size, his sharp claws ready for both the hunt and the defense of the natural world he so deeply revered.

Addressing the Mushroom Guardian, Gyld's voice resonated with a deep, commanding tone, ":.Retake your duties! The corruption that twisted you is a blight upon the land. One which I hunger to devour. Tell me who has wronged you. How was it done? The Bear of the North was hounded by men but its Stonehenge was but ancient pictures. I am ready to continue the hunt, to seek fresh prey and eradicate this source of imbalance. Wherever it leads, I will go.:" His words, imbued with a blend of reverence and determination, reflected his unwavering commitment to protecting the natural order and his readiness to face the challenges that lay ahead.

As he spoke, a blend of reverence and determination filled his tone. Gyld understood the gravity of the situation; the corruption that had almost consumed the Mushroom Guardian was a threat to the natural order he so fiercely protected. His protective and dutiful nature compelled him to act, to safeguard the lands and beings he held dear.

Turning to Professor Neco, Gyld nodded solemnly. "<You saw the birth of our quest, the breath of fate upon this path. The journey ahead is fraught with peril, but it is one we must undertake. Look ahead, Professor, to when we have restored harmony to these lands.>" His statement was not just a vow but a call to action, driven by his deep-seated reverence for nature and his unyielding commitment to his duty as a guardian.

As to the words spoken amongst the humans and other humanoids, Gyld did not really follow them. He knew humans had a delight in words, speaking libraries when a claw would do. Besides, what were the odds that whatever they were doing was some how related to his own hunt?

He was surprised to hear just such a suggestion from the littlest of their ilk. Turning his gleaming golden owl eyes upon Elvario , the diminutive form reminded him more of a child than an adult of their species, but he'd had quite delightful conversations, if brief, with such tiny creatures before.

Elvario was rather surprised when the mushroom turned into a hallucinogen. “Sooooo...” She stated, a tad unsure, a tad annoyed, a tad impatient. “Any chance this... guardian... is going to tell us who or what corrupted it? That'd save a lot of time investigating and might give our executioner friends an actual target.” She stated, trying not to feel like she was high on mushrooms merely from looking at the colourful guardian.

"Your kind usually do not like to hear that poor maintenance or downright abuse of the environment is to blame for your current ills. Yet the mana imbalance remains, monster activity and their deaths pollute and corrupt the mana."

 

[TheTimePiece]

Jez
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Jez gave Victorique a nod of confirmation back. “Of course.” She said with the same serious somewhat deadpan tone, but her look was a bit more friendly with a faint smile.

Kane Blackburne
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Kane couldn’t help but chuckle some more when Victorique referred to that level of royal executioner as a ‘hunting dog’ if he was feeling particularly snarky or didn’t particularly like the one he saw he might have been inclined to say something less than kind that he found humorous but for now he abstained from such actions.

“Oh, nice to hear you think I’ll live that long then, If I’m to take this seriously then it’s what I can hope to achieve moving forward, so I’ll definitely write to you when I do. And yeah we should definitely set something up again, it has been entertaining.” He said the later part with a bit of a smirk. It looked like Victorique was taking his proposition to be a friend seriously, which even if Kane didn’t outwardly express it, he did appreciate that his words had been taken seriously.

Royal Justiciar Corbyn

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When Victorique mentioned the sword possibly playing a part into how the the guardian had been corrupted, it looked like gears were turning in her head, an expression of deep thought forming pretty quickly.

“It looks like my praise was truly justified..and I’ve worked with many detective sorts..what you are saying might..be possible and a vital missing link and I actually have an idea of how that may have played a role..but I need some more information” Justiciar Corbyn responded. Her brows narrowing a bit as if it was on the tip of her tongue.

“Hm? Oh yes, I can get that information to you once it’s complete, which should be shortly, I’ve already made the call for it in light of your information and depending on the results I believe yet again you may be correct about their being a connection.” It sounded like this Justiciar was capable of magical communication at long distances and she had discretely casted some magic, perhaps a reason why everything could be heard once again in the bubble she had created by this point.


Not was Victorique just skeptical but Kane,Father Gresham, and the Royal Justiciar all genuinely looked somewhat surprised at what Gyld had said, looking his way and then even more surprised that his using of the Lord of the North’s gift caused some sort of magical reaction to take place where whatever the large mushroom thing that just reformed was now. Even though the militarized units which had been around the area were on higher alert upon seeing it..it became pretty clear that it was not an entity which meant them any harm but a passive one from nature as the owlbear said. This was clear in the calm way it spoke, and how those near it were given a strange sense of ease that it meant no harm. Unfortunately it was difficult to understand what the thing was saying in that strange tongue. Perhaps if Victorique asked of it, it would speak the Fae tongue instead, but it looked like Gyld had gotten the message.

Thankfully Victorique’s understandable ‘fluzzlement’ did not take long to go unanswered after the large owl bear spoke and purified the guardian to the good professor.

Professor Neco
​

During this section Professor Neco looked back at Gyld and nodded

<”I have seen first hand what you speak of, and I agree we must continue to work together collectively until the balance can be restored…I will admit the Kingdom of Rotia is not the easiest place to try to carry out this work with the Dark Continent so close , but I will say we have moved one step in the right direction toward righting the current plights in large part thanks to you.>

Mushroom Guardian
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“:I hear your inspiring words to return to the task at hand, I will resume my purpose when my presence here is no longer required, I have a feeling that there may be more knowledge which could be of use. :”

It spoke in the strange old language again.


As for how Gyld responded, it wasn’t long before Father Gresham spoke up.

Father Gresham
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The priest’s expression turned into a more serious and not particularly pleased one at that.

“If what the bear says is true..then this persistent problem with the occult has become worse than I thought..you know it wasn’t all too long ago that there were a faction of cultists living outside of these walls, in a lair of sorts..I personally heard that they were committing blasphemy against Valcorism and were aligned with the monster horde..that in tandem with the increase in monster activity makes me wonder if they are not playing some part in the current issue here..bringing more monsters forward resulting in more deaths on our land..and more opportunities for corruption to take place.”

He replied, then looking over at Jez again with a cold unfriendly look.

“That woman over there..make no mistake, while you say she helped you, I intend to keep an eye on her..while I may not be able to prove for the time being..I find her craft..goes well beyond being someone who is knowledgeable about monsters..and that it is most unnatural and despicable.”

Despite the clearly negative attention Jez was getting at that point, her face didn’t look any different, her gaze falling upon Father Gresham as if she was indifferent to what he was saying.

“Believe what you will.”

It was almost like the Justiciar had a eureka moment as her eyes widened briefly. “Father Gresham..didn’t you say that there was a pro monster occultist terrorist attack not all too far away from when the body was found?”
Gresham looked back at the Justiciar before he gave her an eventual nod.

“That’s right..there were occultists in Evergate who had gotten past the walls and were conspiring..”

The justiciar then looked to Victorique. “If you’re of the same thought process as I am..then perhaps you may be thinking that it is possible that one of those occultists stole Adriano’s blades..then perhaps after subduing this Mushroom..I’m presuming Fae, they could have used some sort of magic to discreetly remove Adriano’s Fuller through teleporting or by pocketing, and exposed the vulnerable guardian to his Fuller’s core which would release quite a bit of unstable mana, perhaps even high enough levels especially if they fed into it to demonize a living thing..”

“I believe the next course of action will be to reexamine Adriano's fuller, because while it appeared untampered with there may be evidence to suggest otherwise, I will communicate that and the results should not take long from there either.."

“Owlbear, could you ask the Mushroom if they recall possibly being corrupted by high levels of Mana involving ultists?” She then turned to Gyld expectantly.

While this was happening and more information was being gathered it wasn’t all too long before Eliza Talton did show up, a look of intense anxiety and worry on her face.

Eliza Talton

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“W-Well did you save my brothers?!” She asked making her way over to Victorique, practically looking like she was on the verge of breaking down. There were a few blue guards near her once more which stood by her side for personal protection, as she kept a safe distance, looking over to Affonso and then back to Victorique. Despite the Justiciar being quite skilled at magical communication it looked like Eliza was not someone who had been let in on it. She had been so upset that she didn't even seem to particularly care about the large colorful mushroom creature or the bear on the scene.

Meanwhile many of those who had been told they were innocent looked exhausted as they were uncuffed once it was reverified they were no longer under the influence of any monster control. It looked like Affonso was too exhausted to even tell his sister that he was innocent, just trying to hold onto consciousness at the moment.

Elvario gmimperfecti

 

[Elvario]

Victorique Sopheana
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Mentions: Kane/Others TheTimePiece | gmimperfecti
Languages: Common | <Beastial> | [Terran] | {Sylvan}

“What?” She replied, annoyed at the Owlbear. “I'm a Fae, you know.” She felt surprisingly offended at being considered some sort of savage Human polluter. “Besides, there's bloody monsters coming over from the first continent here all the time. Seems like a logical conclusion is that they'd or some of their associate cultist scum would be involved, no?” Her annoyance somehow made her a tad more fearless towards the Owlbear... although she did stick close to Kane, just in case.

On the topic of Kane, she scoffed. “You'd better live long enough. My friendship doesn't come cheap so you'd best not squander it by dying soon.” She huffed, not liking the idea of someone who'd played the Wattson to her Sherlock helped her along dying anytime soon. Not that Arthur, Orchid and Rachael hadn't all buggered off like everyone that helped her seemed to do. Perhaps it was a curse? Either way, she'd agree with him. “Entertaining, yes, you could say that. I think you woe me a drink as well.” She added.

The halfling looked almost an entire foot taller upon receiving more praise from the justiciar. Clearly this woman knew what she was doing, as she was clever enough to recognise Victorique's brilliance. “I'm glad we've got such a talented and intelligent Justiciar to work with.” She praised the woman in return, as clearly anyone acknowledging they'd need to praise Victorique was worthy of being praised themselves for the clever act of praising her.

“<Neither of you is gonna explain anything, are you?>” She asked Neco and the Owlbear, a tad annoyed that they seemed to know more and just didn't bother telling anyone. “<What current plights are you even talking about?>”

She listened to the priest with mixed interest. Part of it helped explain the situation, another part sounded a tad religiously motivated. If she had to worship something or someone, she'd prefer the Spirit King, as that one was a lot more tangible. The whole Valcorism wasn't meant for her. She was clever enough not to state this aloud, of course, as she didn't want needless trouble. Or well, that's what she thought, until he started going after Jez. “No offence, but she's been vital in solving this. My first instinct was the same as yours, but I was proven wrong and got to learn how I almost missed a vital piece in this puzzle. It can't harm to keep a close eye on those playing with fires, I get that much, but I learned there's also a lot to learn from those who mastered controlling it, so to say.” She tried to put in some form of good word for Jez, as the latter had aided her a fair bit.

The next parts were going quickly. Victorique wasn't sure what to think of them. For one, she had no mechanical knowledge on any of these processes. For two, she hadn't been there. All in all, the thought process reached by the justiciar was a tad beyond what Victorique might be able to conclude. “It would allow us to put the remaining pieces into place.” She added, being confronted with new options to put into place. “Perhaps investigating that might also teach us more about the daughters and if and how they got involved. Worst case scenario, the cultist might've been active in the academy they were supposed to study at. That place sounds like it'd have know-how about what you just described.” It was a bit of a stretch, but nothing impossible.

That's when she spotted Eliza. She felt a tad bad for how distraught the girl looked, but she still couldn't help herself from smiling. “Naturally~” She answered, a voice filled with pride. “They've both been declared innocent, even though Affonso wasn't making things easier by continue his own plans rather than simply listening to me.” She could help note how he'd nearly gotten himself arrest for a different crime of freeing a prisoner and going against the state.

There was another important matter, however, which she couldn't abstain from bringing up. “Say, you're a noble, so you own one of those machines, right?” She had a tad bit of pride, so she didn't want to outright say it, but she also felt like any excuse she could make would be an obviously lie. “I want to ride in one.” She eventually just stated. The only good part about her being so small in this life was that she was sure she'd fit in, somehow, even if they were one-person machines.

 

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“What?” She replied, annoyed at the Owlbear. “I'm a Fae, you know.” She felt surprisingly offended at being considered some sort of savage Human polluter. “Besides, there's bloody monsters coming over from the first continent here all the time. Seems like a logical conclusion is that they'd or some of their associate cultist scum would be involved, no?” Her annoyance somehow made her a tad more fearless towards the Owlbear... although she did stick close to Kane, just in case.

Gyld's eyes, pools of liquid gold that like an owls hungered for prey, that couldn't help but watch little things and hunger for their bones to snap and blood to splatter, lowered for a moment as he ducked his head. "A Childe of the shadow paths, my apologies I am yet new to this world. My own had yours in numerous proportions. Pathfinders are vital to any Spirit Court no matter the [Domain]. I speak from direct experience as to kill prey and not devour its entirety, to leave the carcass and harness only the choicest bits is the way of humanity. I saw as much heading here. A worm was to be towed out from the city walls and dumped in a pit." Gyld shook his head, "But I intervened."

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The priest’s expression turned into a more serious and not particularly pleased one at that.

“If what the bear says is true..then this persistent problem with the occult has become worse than I thought..you know it wasn’t all too long ago that there were a faction of cultists living outside of these walls, in a lair of sorts..I personally heard that they were committing blasphemy against Valcorism and were aligned with the monster horde..that in tandem with the increase in monster activity makes me wonder if they are not playing some part in the current issue here..bringing more monsters forward resulting in more deaths on our land..and more opportunities for corruption to take place.”

If it was possible to inflict a slur upon Gyld, calling him merely a bear was one of the better ways. "You are a horrible, wicked person whom I shall never speak to." He said at once, eyes of liquid gold flaring. He shook his head. "Such irreverence is what you personify towards me and my kind is why you are in this situation monkey. You think clothes disguise you? The loss of a tail sets you apart?"

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During this section Professor Neco looked back at Gyld and nodded

<”I have seen first hand what you speak of, and I agree we must continue to work together collectively until the balance can be restored…I will admit the Kingdom of Rotia is not the easiest place to try to carry out this work with the Dark Continent so close, but I will say we have moved one step in the right direction toward righting the current plights in large part thanks to you.>

Gyld rewarded the professor with his full attention, yellow eyes and curved beak focused on him. "<They've shattered the Wheel and they don't even know it.>" Gyld shook his head, "<These monkeys are so primitive in their ignorance of the greater truths. I've seen worse. The Empire of the Broken Wheel and the Kingdom of Unlife in my old realm were greater foes. Even the Scriptures of the Frostfall, though you are fortune such a destiny has not traveled to this world.>"

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“<Neither of you is gonna explain anything, are you?>” She asked Neco and the Owlbear, a tad annoyed that they seemed to know more and just didn't bother telling anyone. “<What current plights are you even talking about?>”

Gyld swings his head to look at the Fae Pathstrider. "<It makes me more mysterious if I am not too easy with the full weight of my knowledge.>" Gyld scratched at the earth. "<We are talking about the corruption and erosion of the natural system of the spiritual realm. This is but the second example in as many days.>"

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“:I hear your inspiring words to return to the task at hand, I will resume my purpose when my presence here is no longer required, I have a feeling that there may be more knowledge which could be of use. :”

It spoke in the strange old language again.

Gyld tilted his head to the side and walked closer. ":I know the hunters drove the Great Bear of the North to ruin and the innumerable corpses choking the land have overwhelmed your system of decay. Are there specific humans I should kill and devour to ease your burden?:"

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“Owlbear, could you ask the Mushroom if they recall possibly being corrupted by high levels of Mana involving cultists?” She then turned to Gyld expectantly.

While this was happening and more information was being gathered it wasn’t all too long before Eliza Talton did show up, a look of intense anxiety and worry on her face.

Gyld arched an eyebrow, "Well monkey, since you and your kind are such gracious hosts to those who helped save your town, what possible reason could I have not to?"

Gyld sighed and turned back to the professor, "<Are these monkeys always so haughty and belligerent towards their betters? I fear they might start flinging their feces at me to get my attention next.>"