Fandom Fairy Tail: Guilds of Pergrande IC

[QuirkyAngel]

Elissa nodded, then sneezed.

Pulling her back jacket closed, the drenched blue haired girl hunched, shivering slightly as he followed Aurelia and Basil into the bank. Wet and cold didn't feel nice. Like stepping out of a shower into a sudden chill. And this chill was strong enough to put out fire, so it was freezing, even without being soaked. Though it was better than the half-baked plan of running in, doing their best to avoid the fires, and getting the casualties out quickly she supposed. Elissa was surprised, but grateful that some of the higher ranked mages had stayed behind to help. It made things easier. Her clothes would dry soon enough. Freeze dry that is.

Of all days to be wearing a dress.

She glanced at Salt. "Take a turn left once you enter. There's an unconscious banker laid out behind the counter. He has the keys to the vault where some civilians are locked."

Dying of fire was unlikely with someone who could douse fire on their team. Aurelia could probably the burning bank into a winter wonderland.

Still, Basil's statement reminded her of Salt's statement about not turning away information from a would be thief's dreams if it meant saving lives. Sounded reasonable enough. But it also made Elissa question what Salt wouldn't do to save lives. She didn't voice the question. It wasn't the time too and it would seem out of place. Instead, she added, "Please be careful. We're lucky Aurelia came when she did."

As hypocritical as that sounded coming from someone who suggested running into a burning bank with only wet clothes as a protection, it was the truth. Running in like that was risky. She'd let her emotions get the better of her. It happened sometimes. When she entered especially vivid dreams, she took on the feelings of the dreamer.

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Alistair whistled as girl ran past him and jumped towards the behemoceros. He'd thought she was crazy until she created "clones" to throw herself in a clever and unique manner. "Wow! Did you see that? Seriously awesome! We can't let her leave us behind."

Whether Allistair would feel arms wrapped securely around his shoulders or not, the redhead tightened his grip on the rope and swung towards the beast, his feet being what kept him from slamming him (and his passenger) into the hide. One foot in front of the other, the mage scaled his way upward. Once he reached his arrow, about half way to the top, the man used the shaft as a temporary perch and released the rope. He seemed to have no problem with balance though he stabbed beast's with 2 daggers that appeared--one in each hand--all the the same and continued to scale the rest of the way.

Well...almost the rest of the way.

He stopped just before reaching the top and, instead of climbing into the back of the beast, peeked up to gauge the situation. You'd think they'd notice eventually that they were being pursued.

"What do you think?" He whispered to the girl clinging on his back. Originally, he'd planned to weaken the beast by singing into its ear. Would help the others stop its rampage. Possibly even slow it down. But wresting control of the behemoceros, by knocking off all the robbers, would accomplish the same...assuming any of them knew how to drive a behemoceros. Either way, the surprise attack was apparently theirs. "Punch their lights out? Or should we knock off all their stolen goods and see if they jump for it?"

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[AtlannianSpy]

Fugitives

Atop the behemoceros thundering through the streets of Twinbrooks a gang of suspicious looking individuals clung to its back, wearing woolen masks and bulky trench coats and gripping the coarse hairs that grew between the creature's massive haunches for balance. The wind whipping around their heads and the earthquake-like racket their mount caused impeded their situational awareness quite a bit, but inevitably one turned back and noticed their pursuers and the message was relayed finally to the apparent leader, a barrel shaped man dressed similarly to his underlings except for the addition of.

"BAH! Dogs of the Bourgeoisie!" Spat the man, his booming voice impressively audible over howling wind. "DAMAN THEM, BUT THEY WILL NOT STOP THE TRIUMPH OF WE, THE TWINBROOKS PEOPLE'S LIBERATIONARY POPULAR FRONT! Stevokov! Moskolovitch! Repel the boarders! The rest of you open fire on that decadent contraption pursuing us!"

At these barked orders, the rest of the gang sprang into action, cautiously clambering over the back of the behemoceros to move into the position. Two of the robbers armed themselves with a wickedly curved saber and a long trident with some kind of requip magic and edged towards the beast's flank to repel the mages climbing up its side, the trident user targeting Alistair and Chuck while the swordsman moved to confront Lysandra.

Meanwhile the rest of the robbers, six in total, formed up a rough front line facing Viridian's bus and launched a volley of attack spells: fire balls, bullets, and other assorted hazards.

Guild Mages
Peregrine muttered a rather milquetoast expletive under his breath at the incoming barrage of attacks and raised his hands, from the roof of the bus an outcropping of rough, thick glass extended forwards to shield the party of mages from harm.

"The Behemoceros is a notoriously cantankerous beast once enraged!" Perry boomed in response to Anais' suggestion. "This one looks too mad to be distracted by anything it likes, but I have heard that the vertebrae at the base of its neck, right where those ruffians are seated are closer to the surface of the skin and hence somewhat vulnerable. Perhaps as a last resort we may be able to disable it by attacking the--" cinnabuns

"Hey! You're ruining the aerodynamics!" Viridian complained, as the steering wheel jerked rebelliously in her grip, the bus destabilized by the air resistance Perry's glass barrier had increased.

"SORRY! SORRY!" Perry boomed hastily, winnowing down his glass barrier with a quick motion until it was roughly wedge shaped. "Still, can't this thing go any faster? We need to overtake them!"

"This is a very precise piece of engineering okay!?" Viridian snapped back. "It's going as fast as it can, if you want to overtake than the others are right, somebody will have to entangle it or slow it down!!"

Adellon stood back to his full height and approached the same window the recruit named Allistair had exited from. "A simple enough task." Without further commentary Adellon exited out the window and climbed to the bus's roof. Kneeling to keep his balance without conscience effort, he began to gather magic for a spell while eyeing the distance between the bus and the beast. Watching the timing of it's steps he decided on his course of action.

"Not the flashiest method, but it'll do. Ink Make: Stygian Lance!" With a shout, a spear of dark purple and black liquid shot from between his hands at surprising speed towards the gap between the beasts two back legs. Adellon counted a few beats to time it just as the spear passed between them, then with a gesture he changed the spell mid flight. "Ink Magic: Abyssal Bog!"

With that, the spear exploded into a mass of ink far greater than one would expect given its size, and a great amount of ink clung to the front of the Behemoceros' back legs. The beast would shake it off in short order, but not without slowing substantially, and by then Adellon would repeat the same trick. Again and again he would do this, and the gap between them would be completely closed.

From here Perry should be more than capable of blocking it off with barriers, as solid formations capable of caging the beast would be undoubtedly more his field of expertise. They would not need to communicate such, given their...past cooperation, this was a standard tactic for them. Albeit ever so slightly modified.. Adellon cast an eye upward between spells. The recruits should be capable of handling those above, but he wanted to be ready to spring to their assistance should that not be the case.

Adellon’s spell bore immediate results as the behemoceros was forced to strain against the inky black binds around its legs and the bus rocketed forwards relative to the creature, passing by with only a scant margin of distance separating them.

Peregrine spared an approving nod towards his rival and then shouted. “Those who are able to board the creature I would ask you to deal with those ruffians! I shall aid Adellon with subduing the beast! I suggest you move to the windows and prepare to jump in 3! 2! 1! NOW!”

With that Peregrine leaned out of the closest windows and directed his hands, alight with magic, at the road ahead of the bus and creature. Two bolts of glowing crystal glass shot from Peregrine’s hands, one landing quite far ahead where it rapidly grew to form a formidable looking wall of glittering, transparent glass. The other bolt of crystal landed closer, just in front of the bus and it grew to form a rough wedge shape right in the vehicles path.

Viridian squinted at this new development, then her eyes widened. “Wait a second is that supposed to be a ra-ARRRRRGGGGHHH!” she screamed, as the bus suddenly, and with surprising grace for a bus, took to the air, launched from the ground by Peregrine’s shining, glass jump ramp.The bus sailed through the air for several eerily moments that seemed to unfold in slow motion as bewildered bank robbers were suddenly able to make eye contact with the bus passengers who were likely equally as taken aback. Still this sudden change in height would make it quite a bit easier for anyone planning to leap from bus to behemoceros.

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[cinnabuns]

"Oh--"

Anaïs watched as not one, but two and three, and even four, of the mages on her bus leapt onto the creature. What enthusiasm! She was slightly dismayed she hadn't received an answer to her question, but if everyone was jumping....--

"The Behemoceros is a notoriously cantankerous beast once enraged! This one looks too mad to be distracted by anything it likes, but I have heard that the vertebrae at the base of its neck, right where those ruffians are seated are closer to the surface of the skin and hence somewhat vulnerable. Perhaps as a last resort we may be able to disable it by attacking the--"

"Hey! You're ruining the aerodynamics!"

As Peregrine and Viridian bickered with one another, Anaïs hummed and thought it over, noticing the mages were going to need some assistance. Anaïs raised her wrist out to the monster, focusing on their opponents.

"Be a good distraction, my Eyes and Ears."

The crows flew from her wrist. One-Eye went towards the men the mages on the bus were heading towards, cawing loudly and attempting to slash at their eyes, to give the mages some time to attack first. The other two crows swooped around the Behemeceros and attacked the necks of two of the six mages shooting magic at Viridian's bus.

Anaïs was satisfied with their work, but now the next step was getting onto the Behemeceros. She didn't have an interesting way to leap over there like the others--

As soon as she started to think up something, it seemed like the Guildmasters already had an idea. Adellon began to subdue the Behemeceros, and Peregrine structured a ramp for the bus. As Viridian screamed as the bus went into the air and made its ascent, Anaïs took that as her cue to make her way out of the window and onto the top of the bus. She caught the eyes of one of the robbers and, with a large grin, leaped over and onto the monster.

"Yahooooooo~!"

Anaïs' knees collided with the jaw of a third member of the six mages attacking the bus, the mage cushioning her fall. The two mages were trying to fight off her crows, and the other three seemed quite bewildered by her sudden appearance. Her grin never left her face as she made sure the mage she'd used as a landing pad was sufficiently knocked out, speaking up shortly after.

"Now boys, don't you know it isn't very nice to use a monster against its will?"

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[cinnabuns]

“Pl-plume probably has some kind of pain killer right? Wh-what should we do about the bank- those guys are going to get themselves killed, b-but my hive isn’t good with fire. Tell me what I need to do and I’ll do it."

Wow, this boy was desperately trying to find some direction. Kore was, begrudgingly, thankful for his and Plume's assistance in helping get the man out from under the debris, but Venrie's behavior wasn't something Kore was used to. At home, almost everyone acted like leaders, taking charge to prove their worth. Besides, couldn't he see the answer was right in front of him?

Before Kore could speak up, Plume gracefully did so, with much better tact than Kore could ever manage.

“You already know exactly what to do, it’s instinct. The more you worry, the more you suppress it."

Kore mentally gave her a point for the attempt to ease Venrie's worries as she ruffled Venrie's hair. She watched as Plume checked the man's pulse, before she looked around to see that the bus was pulling off, leaving one of the vice guildmasters behind as they sped off after the Behemoceros.

“Kore, will you please bandage our friend here? It’s just to stop the blood flow for now. He’ll need proper medical care soon.”

"On it."

Excellent, something she could assist with. Anu was only happy to follow Plume and Kore's direction, running around Kore to bring out his bandages, and the pale-haired girl grasped them, wrapping the bandage around the man's leg. The only thing she needed was something to cut this with--

"Plumeria, Venrie, and Kore. Cooperate with Jade and save those you can. Do not follow us in."

While Kore wasn't very interested in following the orders of the green-haired medic because of her condescending tone, she knew the vice guildmaster knew what she was doing, much more than Kore did herself in this moment. Debating now while people were in trouble wasn't the smartest move, even when it was in her nature.

So she said nothing when she looked to Aurelia and, thankfully, her fast reflexes came into play, catching the sheathed combat knife with no issue. Ah, perfect. Exactly what she needed. Kore distracted herself with the thought of what else Aurelia was hiding as the vice guildmaster headed into the burning building with the other three younger mages, before snapping back to attention and cutting the bandages and wrapping it up.

"Green Hair has more medical experience than all of us combined." Kore stated. "We should move him closer to her while we find more survivors."

Thankfully, the man was still unconscious, so this would be easier. Kore moved her arms under his shoulders and prepared to lift him upwards.

"I can handle this side."

Another unspoken, 'help me with his legs', came from Kore. She really would have to get good at saying these things. But for now, she was more focused on getting this job done.

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[Hanarei]

Jade Evergarden
​

It didn't take long for Jade long to glance about the area getting an idea of the situation observing those hurt and the ones seeming to be acting to take care of them. At the very least they didn't seem completely hopeless many having a general idea of what to do, granted if she really wanted to be critical she was more then able to open her mouth and nitpick little things that could of been done better. Even for her though given the situation at hand it felt far too out of place to do so. There were far more important things to focus on then the little details that in all actuality would likely only disrupt the work further rather then providing any real improvement to performance by picking them out.

Jade was a bit surprised noticing Aurelia's finger pointing directly towards her. Her barking an order for them to follow her directions would of elicited likely a light smirk in any other time, but as of now things were far to serious to allow a rather pointless session of gloat. She stepped forward not wasting anytime at all to act. She wasn't going to allow anyone to die there if she had the chance. She knew enough of taking care of the wounded, and her magic only could help bolster her ability to do so. She pulled out her seed pouch her hand already diving in the sachel taking care of much of the work in helping her to pick what she needed quickly.

"Show me where those who are most seriously hurt are so I might be able to take care of them and help stabilize them until they can be taken to a hospital for proper treatment." She spoke up following along once one person stepped up to lead her over as she only continued to speak.

"All those who are helping remember to get medical staff for help if they appear badly injured unless the area they are in is dangerous. If the area is dangerous use a solid flat object and carefully roll them onto it and prevent as much movement as possible. If you are going into a place with a lot of fire and smoke, make sure to cover your faces up otherwise you are going to just be another person who needs to be rescued when it causes you to pass out!" She spoke out bringing up her previous points once again in brief adding the addendum in about covering their mouths not wanting a case of someone going into save someone in a burning building only to become a victim themselves.

She stopped at the first person glancing down noticing a serious wound a pipe jutting out from there right side. She lifted her fingers up checking his breathing. It was clear based on the placement there was a high likihood an organ was hit or scrapped in the process. The metal of the pipe had been clearly broken off to help pull them free though it also made it dangerous to remove. She pulled out a seed, a patch of moss already taking shape in her hand as she placed it down the plant taking hold, a bit of numbing agent dispersing as the roots dug lightly into the skin gripping on as it began to spread around the wood seeping in. It was far from a long lasting treatment for such an injury though in the current situation it was better to help stablize the wound and minimize bleeding. She could only do so much for organ damage.

"Watch him and make sure he doesn't move around too much. My plants will stop the bleeding and keep the pipe lodged in place." She spoke as she moved to the side lowering her hands touching the ground. The dirty began to shift and move as she churned the soil making a type of clay.

"Poor some water on this and if your going into a burning building apply this onto your skin or clothing to help protect from the fire and heat. It should last longer then just water alone." She spoke standing up quickly moving forward towards the next person. She fumbled through her seed bag working to get the next seed to help treat the patient. Burns... so an ointment to treat the burns. Jade worked as fast as she could to help treat them, the sooner she acted the better a chance many of them would have to heal and recover more effectively. Even as she treated one she saw more were arriving in various states. She was certain a few of the other mages who had accompany her were already working to help bring out the injured.

"Stop screwing around over there and keep their leg straight, your going to cause them more harm if a bone is broken and make things worst!" She yelled out quite sternly towards one of the rescuers helping someone in being a bit careless in pulling someone along clearly with a hurt leg.


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[soggyparadise]

The prickling feeling of anxiety crawled up Venrie’s spine like an acupuncture session gone horribly wrong- it was a sensation that the usually upbeat male typically wouldn’t familiarize himself with, in fact the one thing that brought it out of him previously was a heavy storm. He was young when it had happened- when with the end of the rainy season came with the end of his parent’s lives but since then the crack of thunder had always been enough to send him cowering like a child all over again.
And now this- this was an all too similar feeling. Fear? Worry? No those words didn’t fit. He held his arms together, subconsciously scratching at them in his body’s attempt to distract him from his distress before suddenly he felt an all too gentle hand rustling his hair and a voice encouraging him in an attempt to help.
That was the word.
He felt helpless.

The young mage looked up at the woman speaking to him, his amber eyes wide like saucers and the sun behind her cloudy behind pillars of smoke arising from the mountains of debris.
“You already know exactly what to do, it’s instinct. The more you worry, the more you suppress it,” Her words echoed in his skull like it was suddenly an empty cavern. Instinct- now that was something he understood. Hell, it was probably the only reason he was alive considering how many dangerous jaunts he’d been on around the mountain tops.
Instinct was always clear and precise with its intentions- and his big dumb brain was just standing in the way during this crucial moment. Venrie’s eyes became focussed once more and he took Plumeria’s hand from his head, holding it firmly as he nodded.
“Yes understood! That’s just what I needed!” He said seemingly reinvigorated by the pep talk which had only lasted a sentence or two.
The blue haired male released Plume’s hand, running over to the piece of rumble they had just pulled the man out from under, scrambling up it in no time flat, obviously used to rougher terrain.
Without another word he partially unzipped his shirt, exposing from his neck to his clavicle and almost immediately insects began to pour out, in addition to the swarm crawling from his shirt, more exited from his pant legs and boots, as well as some more disturbing locations such as a couple who scurried from his ears. Within moments the fog of Magi bugs had dissipated amongst the rubble and Venrie began dictating from his vantage point atop the chunk of building he was standing on.
“Three in the destroyed bakery- wait no four, the baker is in the back room and he is the most injured amongst them.” His voice was calm now, focussed upon the task at hand as his finger pointed to the building his eyes were locked on, before he suddenly changed direction, instead point at what seemed to be shoe cobbling shop which held a residential home above the store. “Cobbler is empty, however there are two in the debris above, one is a female child and the other is an unconscious woman.”

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[The One Eyed Bandit]

Blah blah blah, yada yada yada. LIBERATIONARY this and BOURGEOISIE that. What were these guys, robbers or poets? Blabbering on about their big stupid causes just because they what, wrecked a bank and stole some jewels?

Yeesh, wasn't that kind of embarrassing?

"Punch, obviously." Disembarking from Alistair's back, Charles steadied herself atop the rampaging beast. She didn't really have much investment in the crisis at hand, after all, why should she care about a bunch of fat, hoity toity pigs getting their banks busted, but on the other, she didn't really need an excuse to want to crack the jaws of a couple of chumps like these.

As the trident-wielding criminal charged her and glitter-head's position, Charles stood resolute. It was almost comical, the man's frame would have dwarfed her naturally, but with a weapon in hand he looked posed to bat her aside without a second thought. But, that was fine; She was already quite used to fighting opponents that weren't her own size. In the face of the opponent's charge she launched her own, taking Wasteless in hand and jamming it between the prongs of the man's weapon to stunt his charge.

"Oi, flutterboy! Clock him!"

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[QuirkyAngel]

Alistair Crimm

"Done." While the trident wielder found his charge stunted, a fist would fly from the side and slam straight into his temple with enough impact to knock Stevokov into Moskolovitch. Or was it the other way around? Moskolovitch into Stevokov? Alistair hadn't paid attention enough to learn which named stooge was which. Either way, the scruffy girl's distraction allowed Alistair to maneuver unawares. "Nice job, Scrappy."

Tit for tat.

Being called 'Flutterboi' didn't really bother him, but if the kid was going to give him an ostentatious nickname, he saw no reason not to return the favor. Besides, he wasn't sure if he had even heard her name the first time around. It could very well be Scrappy. She certainly looked the part -- with a propensity for picking fights as well. Grinning, Alistair cracked his neck. It'd been a while since he'd jumped straight into a fight with other mages. He was used to dealing with monsters/magical creatures and he was used to doing it alone.

Alistair took a moment to assess the situation.

His easy balance meant the bus crew below had managed to halt the great beast's movements. His surprise punch to the temple should've knocked out the trident user. Ideally, it would knock out the curved-saber user he crashed into as well, but there was a chance it didn't. They were named stooges , after all, and one would do well not to underestimate a mage. Magic users tend to have various tricks up their sleeves. Therefore Alistair didn't intend to let his guard down even with various birds flying around to assist. Alistair's gaze flickered briefly over to the crown-wearing girl who was surrounded by five robbers and wondered if he ought help. Number wise she was at a disadvantage, but she also seemed to have various 'friends' to assist her and her performance on the slime golf course was much more impressive than the other two girls if he recalled correctly.

Course, he couldn't even recall if they ever even said their names...

Well, he'd gamble. Scrappy seemed to have an interesting weapon, projection girl seemed creative, and princess over there wouldn't have jumped on the behemoceros unless she was confident in her fighting skills. The other two as well. If they worked together they could probably lay out Moskolovitch. Or Stevokov. Whichever. They'd call if they needed the assistance anyway.

The best thing he could do to finish this quickly, thus lessening the casualties, was to defeat the leader.

"The Twinbrook's Peoples Popular Liberationary Front, huh? What a long-ass name." Cracking his knuckles, Alistair approached the barrel-shaped man, his eyes bright and his grin widening. "Suppose it's only right we introduce ourselves too. We are...the newly formed Bright Hawk Guild." That took a second. "Annnd the other bird guild. Haha, not one, but two mage guilds coming after you. You really are popular~"

Studying the apparent leader with the barrel shape and booming voice, Alistair tilted his head, brown strands shifting slightly. "Well, whaddaya say, Big Guy? Wanna make things easy for yourself and surrender? Or shall we do this the old fashion way?"

Alistair didn't take his eyes away from his opponent, but he also kept his ears open for any changes in the battlefield. He'd never seen a behemoceros before, but he'd read about them. His goal was the neck.

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[simj26]

LysandraIt wasn't a particularly tough climb, but, taking into consideration that she was still damp with what could only be called sewage water, her clothes were making the journey slightly more than a little unsavoury. And now, with one of the robbers peering over the edge with his saber. How dare he? That blade was for those who deserved the title and respect it conferred. How dare he besmirch such a sword with his filthy hands?

She will deal with his ownership of that saber later. She had other pressing matters to deal with, she noted, as she caught sight of projectiles being hurled towards the transport she had just disembarked from. Time was of the essence, and fooling around with a commoner who wielded a sword as a plaything was of ill use of the precious seconds. For now, she had to tackle the main problem at hand. She brandished her arm, throwing it upwards. With a shimmer of light, her Projection shot forth, its sword cleaving through the air, purposefully missing the swordsman by a hair's breadth. As he was distracted by her Projection, Lysandra realigned her hand- and footholds, and, with a burst of strength, threw herself upwards. She balled her hand into a fist, and struck the swordsman right across his chin with an impromptu uppercut.

She drew her Projection back, then sent it barrelling down towards the mages at the side of the behemoceros like a spiritual bowling ball, hoping to at least discombobulate a few of them with the chaos. She herself, drew her sword, and charged straight at the one that she supposed was the ringmaster of the operation.

 

[AllHailDago]

Aurelia Chekov​

Aurelia had no idea what manner of magic allowed Elissa to pinpoint the location of unconscious individuals, but it was exceptionally helpful. Thanks to her guidance, Basil and Salt were able to find and save a number of people in just the entrance of the bank. While they carried the civilians out, Aurelia went to work fire concentrated bursts of water at the quickly spreading fire. She had to clear a path to the vaults so they could get the rest out before they burned to death.

Thankfully Aurelia and Peregrine had helped the bank with anti-mage advice in regards to bank robbery, so she was familiar with the layout. Unfortunate that they hadn't considered measures against a magic creature big enough to just walk through the building, but even if they had what could have been done? Precious little considering they had not advanced warning of its arrival. Honestly, how could one sneak something like that into the town center?

She decided such thoughts were best saved for later, and finished clearing a path for the returning initiates to reach the vault. There was a groaning snap of sound from above as something gave way, and Aurelia cast her eyes upward as she gathered magic in her left fist. A large wooden support beam, weakened by fire and water both, was falling straight towards her. She held her gun to her right side and drew back her left fist as it crackled with gathering ice. Then, with a silent fury she uppercut the beam as it reached just above her. Exploding into shards at the point of contact and falling around her as two separate pieces, the beam hit the ground with a furious thud.

Casting her eyes back to the entrance ad the initiated returned once again, she eyed the debris, then the ceiling. "Watch out above you." Then she led then back towards the vaults.

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(For those of you still still willing, sorry for the delay)

 

[AtlannianSpy]

Fugitives
Suddenly the behemoceros' almighty charge was cut short as it slammed headfirst into Peregrine's glass barrier. The was a deep, bassy tremor that witnesses would later report feeling on the outskirts of town and a grinding, cracking noise closer by as the bestial muscle and rage struggled against the unyielding glass. Cracks raced across the surface of the glass in spidery patterns and the creature may well have prevailed against the initial barrier. But as Peregrine poured more mana into the barrier it continued to grow, reinforicing itself and sending out rigid, crystalline spires to coil around the behemoceros and slowly immobilise the great, horned beast.

"Easy does it boy," Peregrine said, gritting his teeth as the creature strained vainly against his magic. "We'll have you back in the wild in good time, for now just take a rest,"

Meanwhile atop the behemoceros the tremor was unavoidable and most of the fugitives were shaken loose from the back of the behemoceros like fleas from a dog. Occupied as he was with confining the behemoceros, Perry left the tumbling miscreants to Adellon, whose inky tendrils would doubtless have no trouble immobilising the thieves.

Atop the Behemoceros however remained a lone threat. The leader of the thieves, the barrel chested, heavily beared man had managed to maintain his footing through the impact, perhaps due to his solid physique. As he observed his comrades slip and fall he snarled and withdrew a heavy looking, leather bound book from a pocket of his trenchcoat. "BAH IMBECILES! I'll finish this myself!" The leader yelled opening the book and turning it towards the remaining mages assembled on the behemoceros. THere was a flash of light as a magic circle appeared in front of the books pages and then an enormous serpent emerged from within the pages head first, lunging at the mages with fury and an open mouth full of fangs. It seemed one final blow would decide things one way or the other.

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[Refaulted]

Basil Webster

As Basil carried another civilian out from the burning bank, he took a moment to catch his breath and take a look around. Some civilians that weren't hurt, or at least too terribly hurt, were trying to help those who were in need of assistance, and he could see some more coming from farther away from the damage to offer help as well. He carried the unconscious woman he was holding over to a group helping the people they were bringing out, and handed her over to two men that brought her to a makeshift cot to lay on and check on her. Basil wiped the sweat mixed with soot off his forehead with his hand, and with a deep breath of cleaner air, he turned and hurried back into the bank.

Inside, the Vice Guildmaster was trying her best to put out the flames leading to the vault of the bank, and Basil just made his way to her as she used her magic to destroy a beam that fell from above. He had been tempted to ask if she was alright, but she seemed to shrug if off with little to no problem, so he decided that it was better to not worry about someone as scary as her. Instead, he walked back into the range of her magic, the cold air washing over him and relieving him from the heat of the smoldering debris around them.

Reaching into his pocket, he felt for the keys he had pulled off the banker that Elissa had mentioned. If they were what it would take to get into the vault, he didn't want to lose them. Most vaults these days were magic-repellent to a degree, able to withstand most average powered spells. He had read that in a magazine once, and with this particular bank being the richer section of the town, he assumed that was the case here as well. But no anti-magic equipment could stop a beast like the one that was currently ravaging the town.

Basil looked over his shoulders as he rubbed his arms, the cold now starting to make him shiver a bit. "I think we got most of the employees and other citizens out of here. Elissa and...whoever that other boy's name is are helping the last of them out." Basil pulled out the keys, jingling and catching the glow of the flames around them. Some strands of string were woven around them, tied to Basil's shirt, so even if he wasn't holding them, he would be able to tell if they were gone or not by not feeling the tug on his sleeve. "I got the keys right here, too~! Safe and never leaving my side!"

As he placed them back, he looked at the flames that still stood between them and the vault doors, and then turned his eyes to the ceiling above, wary of any beams falling on his own head. Basil lifted his hand and equipped his glove once more, tying the strands of his shirt around them, feeling the fibers move slowly on his body as magic coursed through them. He wasn't sure if he could stop anything from falling on top of him, nor could he stop any flames without them burning up, but he could probably pull himself or Miss Vice Guildmaster out of the way in case of any danger.

"Of all things, why fire and heavy objects?" He didn't speak in an upset tone, but instead a joking one, and chuckled a little bit.

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