Fantasy Mysterious Flying Castle

[Cadenach]

Vasolev gets two of the crewmembers to grab his things and help him transport them from the storehold to the departure area. No time to socialize now. Soon, there will be much work to do, and probably a lot of jockeying for position and some confusion in the initial planning stages. He figures that some people will group up and some will head off on their own. He knows he needs to find a balanced group, but he isn't worried. Someone skilled with potions or healing magic is invaluable in these sorts of situations and he figures he'll be able to easily find some people to work with.

 

[Melon Bomb]

Upon notice of their arrival, Eli awkwardly barreled out of the lounge and then leaped to his feet, swishing his head side-to-side as his eyes scanned for this 'departure area' the crew members spoke of. "Time to rrrRRRRRRROLL!" he called out at the top of his lungs, sprinting up to the roof and jumping over the edge. In mid-air, he traced glowing runes into the wind, summoning a rift behind him - from there, two winged creatures emerged and caught their reckless master, carrying him to safety at the base floor of the mysterious flying castle. On contact with the ground, he spun around and clapped twice with a grin, dismissing his familiars. The avians glanced at each other with eyeless faces and and shrugged before heading off and vanishing into a cloud of faint sparks. "First one here," he declared proudly to himself, giving a thumbs up to those still on the adjacent ship.


Yulan looked out over the roof's banister with a straight face, shaking his head. "First one to die, more like," he laughed softly to himself.

 

[Ninth]

Kuu and Nao

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"Ehhh!?" Kuu's voice drifted into the air without missing a beat to the man's joke, "Kuu has renewed respect for disgusting paste!" However, with the third males rebuke (though well sedated), her ears quickly lowered along with her eyes to the ground. "Sorry" Her voice broke softly, and perhaps too silently for others to hear, as if attempting to retreat from further disapproval.


And then she appeared, forcing Kuu's entire frame to still. Within her heightened state of worry, combined with downcast eyes the form was easily mistaken. A female entered the room, long but dancing white hair flowing within her wake, and the gentle tint of coal resting upon her elongated ears whilst clad in what appeared to be lighter cloths. Within the youngling's skewed view it was another Fera entering the room, more so, one that was probably of her own clan. More so, she could feel the eyes set upon her, potentially hungry eyes that brought the feeling of being prey. Beads of glistening clarity formed within the eyes of Kuu, her form loosening only to visibly shake.


During this escapade, Nao's attention altered to the man who retreated with the aid of a book. Her ears easily noting the peculiar tongue that was spoken followed by a short lived light that was forcefully concealed. One could probably note her right ear lowering as she stared more intently at the man, attempting to process what exactly it was he was doing. However, all attention was broken by a more than gentle tugging on her shoulders, originating from behind as Kuu adopted a new position within the room. From her grip it was easy to tell that the youngling's frame was shaking, forcing Nao's attention to lock on the new entrant within the room. "Kuu.." With mention of her name, she could feel a light squeeze upon her shoulder, acknowledging that she was at least paying attention. "That's not a Fera. Much less a member of the tribe."


With this, pressure was relieved from her shoulders. The smaller Fera silently peered over her shoulder right to stare at the intruding female. "I have fallen prey to a joke cast by earlier Karma... Kuu must attune for her previous bad joke." She spoke in regards to Denemir, but one thing was not quite right. "Atone, Kuu. You are already attuned." Nao's eyes peered to the side, as if attempting to stare at her apprentice. "Nao needs to attune, she did not hear the masked guy despite having better ears."


Nao's ears finally straightened from their previous position, bringing about a light tilt as she attempted to think back on what was said. "Sorry.." Now it was the older one that appeared defeated, though to a much lesser degree. "He wants to work together with you." With Kuu's additional chime, the mentor's posture returned once more. "Oh... He did mention apothecaries, didn't he?" As if to ascertain her light inquiry, she locked her azure eyes on the man. Lightly nodding to him in agreement. "So long as our time is shared, my services are yours, Silas."


Another voice arose, this time from the hall beyond the door. Their message was undeniably for all occupants, mentioning that all should make way to the departure area. This news was certainly well timed, as it's mention quickly brought the livelihood back to Kuu's frame. Practically pushing on Nao's back, as her impatience could only grow.


@Dutchmann @Orikanyo @Yum222 @Lorkhan

 

[Yonsisac]

@Yonsisac[/URL] @AtlasAtrium @ShadyAce

(sorry for short i am not gonna be that on today but will try!!


"I am not a merc for the record,i needed to learn this language for my travels....but yes English is not out native tongue warrior"


He said before they heard the man call,Markov just opens the door and grab hos tower of a blade and holster it on his back as he walk outside not looking back and with his wings wrap around him...what a hot head,but still what would you expect from a draken? as he walk maria would nod towards the girl with the eye wear and would hear the man seeing his brother was gone already,she sigh and would stand up stretching herself and would have a smile on her face seeing she will explore the Flying Majestic Structure! she would run out of the room and pass by her brother as he slowly walk and soon go up stairs and be at the "Departure" area,as she was there she would look around but would notice some one was there Already and manage to see the human summon- Oh wow a summoner! she has rarely seen those but was great to see they had one,Raising her hand she would wave towards the Human summoner @AtlasAtrium . She seem to be exited for this adventure! she would see the distance and even if it was far she could just fly there,giving a strong leap towards the castle she would flap her wings once to get a boost and land on the stone surface "si tira coi!!" She said happy as her brother would come in to view from the ship and would say in a "Not so exited" tone "she said:I did it....woohooo"now some one was not in the mood as it seems,Markov would walk towards the edge of the boat and give a powerful leap landing in the stone surface causing a loud THUD to be heard as his weight was.,...extreme as with his sword and body he was heavy,he dint even do a gesture as he jump he just landed and look up at the castle....this ....was massive,even bigger up close.

 

[Dutchmann]

Dante reads the page, to make sure he didn't make any mistakes. After checking the page he closes the book and puts the book back into the backpack, he looks into his ragged backpack to make sure everything is there, especially his kit. He moves some things around, counting that everything is there, which everything was. After that he looks up when he hears a voice come out from the hallway. Are we about to land? Then it must mean it's time, time to prove himself. Dante grabbed his backpack and put it on. It looks funny on himself due to the hooded cloak he wears. He looked at the group as he stood up.


"Well, I guess we should go, yes?" Dante said as he looked at each member, hoping to get a response to move and start the adventure.


@Kel Vas @Orikanyo @Lorkhan @Yum222

 

[Yum222]

Syrenne smiled at Kuu and Nao. "She's right, I'm no Fera. You're one adorable ball of energy, aren't you, Kuu? Don't run out, we'll definitely need you in the castle~", she said, patting the younger Fera's head in encouragement. Syrenne noted how close the two of them were, as well as their general attitude and speech. 'I think I'm going to enjoy this trip...a lot.'





When the announcement was done, she sighed in disappointment. "Aww, I wanted to talk more...oh well, I'm sure there'll be plenty of time for that later~" She extended a hand towards the two. "Shall we go together?~", she ended with a purr.


@Kel Vas @Orikanyo @Lorkhan @Dutchmann

 

[Sigfried]

Raiko looks a bit disappointed as the Orc hasn't replied, but as he heared the announcement, he sighed and smiled. He made his way to the departure area and cracked his neck. "Should I wait...?" Raiko asked himself and shrugged, as he covered himself in a Black cloak and vanished. He appeared towards the gigantic castle and smiled. The black cloak was still surrounding him, but slowly vanished. He noticed that some of the other people were already there. "Oh... hello!" He said with a smile to the others.

 

[Orikanyo]

"Alright then, with that, I'm off." he walked past the woman who was trying to play suitor from the get go and towards the door. "Follow when your ready folks, and remember the advice a old man gave me a long time ago. "Don't get yourself killed in a stupid way, cause those are the stories people tell their kids." And with that, he left the room.


Walking down the stairs towards the docking area he made a mental checklist of all the things he should keep a watch for.


A)Backstabbing bastards within the group


B)Backstabbing bastards outside of the group.


C)Suspiciously tiled floors.


D)Things that look like they shoot out stuff.


E)People suddenly acting "weird."


F)People muttering things about the end of the world.


G)People trying to nick a interesting article while no one is looking.


H)interesting objects to nick while nobody is looking.


I)Places to hide.


J)Places that could be hiding enemies.


K)Places that could be hiding treasure.


L)Enemies that could be hiding treasure.


M)Allies that could be hiding treasure.


N)Treasure that could be hiding allies(genies, demons, etc.)


O)Treasure that could be enemies.(Damn Mimics)


P)Nice places to sleep.


Q)Suspiciously nice places to sleep.


R)When entering a room, look all around.


S)When entering a room, look up.


T)Also below, things can always be hidden under your nose.


U)When coming to a door, look for wires or string caught in the hinges or any crevices on it.


V)Trip wires.


W)Heavy breathing around corners.


X)Dripping sounds.


Y)Sudden growls.


Z)Screams of your own companions.


With the ABCs of adventureing lined out in his head he continued on his way downwards.

 

[Dutchmann]

"Alright then!" Dante said as as walked passed the remaining group catching up to Silas. Dante looks around as he walks, seeing this ship reminds him how high he is in the sky... He gulps and gives a nervous look, but still with a smile for it's almost time for his adventure. Grabbing hold of his symbol, and clutching it tight. He as he continued his path, knowing this journey will either it be a story that he'll live to tell, or one that others will remember him of, hopefully.

 

[Abendrot]

A voice boomed from outside the lounge door, a voice that commanded an authority over everyone else. For a moment, the entire room quieted.


"The time has come for us to enter the MFC. Every volunteer shall now head towards the departure area. Proceed to the bottom most floor to locate it since said entire floor is the departure area. Please kindly head towards the area now."


With that, Denemir prepared to set off with the others. In the corner beside the desk, his ornately-carved magical staff leaned against the wall next to his satchel and travel pack. Denny carefully checked both of his bags, just to make sure everything was accounted for. Inside the satchel, he found a few loaves of waybread, enough to subsist on for several weeks, and a drinking flask, filled to the brim with spring water. The backpack held a larger assortment of things, including a box of tea leaves, a few books, his journal, some spare pencils, a first aid kit, and a sleeping bag.


Denemir replaced all of these items in their respective packs, slung them both over his shoulder and back, took up the staff, and hurried out the door, making his way down to the bottom.

 

[XXXXXX]

After noticing the commotion and the announcement of landing Wa'rek stands, grunting as he stretches his legs and arms. Wa'rek quickly tightens the straps of his gear, grabbing his Axe and his bags from where they were on the seat next to him. Walking downstairs and off of the ship slowly, he takes in the scenery around him.


He felt a sense of power emanating from many of the people who stood around him, one figure in particular stood out to him. Wa'rek scanned the room, going from person trying to find who he thought was a good match with a blade. Until his eyes locked onto a tall Draken. Wa'rek makes his way up to him and sticks his axe in the ground in front of him.


"What is your name Draken, I am Wa'rek. If you wish to cross blades with mine, I would be joyed to practice with one such as you."


@Yonsisac

 

[Computing Magus]

When one goes down the stairs, which was the only available thing to use if one wants to move from floor to floor, the bottom most floor was the departure area. It was basically just an extremely large room. Like a garage, a huge retractable door that utilizes a lever covers the wall opposite where people enter the room through the stairs. The stairs is in the corner farthest from said door, by the way. In this room were a few people gathering a few of the volunteer's belongings and some were moving a few crates. In the middle of the room was a few indifferent men with the same uniform except with a noticeable different feature; they wore yellow caps. If any volunteer remembered, these yellow-capped workers were the ones who led the volunteers around. They beckon any volunteer towards them. There was noticeably more clinging and clanging on this floor than anywhere upstairs. It was rather dull here too. A few more workers came down the stairs to populate this floor every few minutes. High jumping looked fine since the ceiling is a bit higher than normal. Speaking of the ceiling, it was filled with multiple troffers. The lighting was fine due to these.

Spoiler

"Some of the volunteers have already jumped on the castle. They also landed on the wrong spot; the captain is still wondering where to land." One of them say.​

"Bah, if those nimrods were so eager to start, let them. Doubt they'll listen to briefing with those attitudes anyway. Make a long flag and wave it on the rooftop or somethin' if you want them to come back. Won't be helping you with that though." The other said. The one they were talking to then started to leave and climbed up the stairs, possibly thinking that he should actually do just that. A few moments later on the rooftop a man wearing a harness came and waved a long pole with a piece of cloth tied to it, waving it at the volunteers who already landed on the castle.

@AtlasAtrium @Yonsisac @Rayischo

Spoiler

(Don't kill me ;_; I'm just calling your characters back to the ship)

 

[ShadyAce]

Well. That wasn't the exact response Amity was hoping for, after all, how should she respond? It wasn't like they were close friends yet, so she couldn't say stuff about her being perfect and no issue... blah, blah, blah. Suddenly, a voice of with prestige sewn into it, and authority present, echoed through the ship, stating they had to make their way to the bottom floor, to begin their adventure on the MFC.

"Well, uh, haha. We better, go, down... there. Yeah." she managed to say, with irritation clear in her voice. Amity picked herself up, made an obvious double-take, and began walking towards the door. Once she had stepped outside of the lounge, she quickly checked that everything she had brought, she still had. Check. Anything else?... Nerves, but more so excitement had engulfed her by now, and she was getting worked up, but quickly shook the feeling and hastily made her way downwards. But her progress wasn't as fast as she had hoped, since every couple steps she stopped to find out where the hissing steam noises were coming from, or discover which gears were making the clinging and clanging noises that only grew louder the further she walked down.

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Talia; @AtlasAtrium (Previously)​

 

[Yonsisac]

@Yonsisac[/URL]

Markov as he walked but soon stop as he hears a voice,he turns around and- well hello there orc,Markov would hear him asking for his name and whanted to raise his blade and train. A grin grows on his face and would say "You wanna train huh...well honestly i have seen creatures like you sir Wa'rek and i seen what you are capable of maybe....if you wish to train then as you wish" he said as orc's where strong people and he knew that from the pass but humans on the other hand where just....fragile people but this orc,yes indeed its a good one. But his thoughts stops as he saw the flag signaling them,he sigh and would look at the orc and say "maybe later" he said as he would begine his walk back to the ship....oh well still,as he walk he would look back at the orc and ask "Need help getting back on the ship? don't think some one like you can fly up there"


As maria would see her brother interacting with a green warrior she would see the flag,oh not here? thought was here,she would wave at the others goodbye...well even if there where 3 only but still,she would give a powerful flap of her wings and mostly immediately make it back to the ship,oh man they cant be late! she saw many walking down stairs and followed the crew ending up in a loud room. looking around she stood there as her massive wings would wrap around herself and listen as she dint want to hit anybody with them......bad idea with many people but still she was eager to hear as soon enough they will start!

 

[Dutchmann]

As Dante took the final steps into the departure area, hearing the noises of machinery grow he looked around the large room. His eyes widen a bit as he never took the time to realize how big this ship is, it's pretty big for a flying ship. Speaking of the ship, Dante watches the workers everywhere doing whatever they do, but as Dante looks around, he sees a certain group of workers wearing yellow caps. Remembering what those workers are, during the beginning of this journey. He notices one of them point at Dante and motioned him over. So Dante walks to the yellow capped workers casually. He gives one more look around the area, seeing the size of this room make him question how they manage to move this. However, questions can be asked later, Dante gives his full attention to the yellow capped workers, waiting for a response.

 

[Melon Bomb]

"Whoops, this may have been a small blunder," Eli said to himself, squinting up at the flag waving them over.


Less than a minute later, the grand summoner was dropped down onto the vessel's departure zone, sitting cross-legged and grinning like he hadn't just leapt off the ship like a moron. "Hey guys, it's me." He said like a normal human being. From the back, Talia poked her in from behind the doorway but didn't join the others, not comfortable with exposing her condition if it she didn't need to. She seemed mad. . . the elf thought, glancing sullenly down at the floor as she recalled the girl's tone. I guess she didn't like me either. . .

 

[Computing Magus]

As the volunteers approached, a yellow-capped man commanded some others to grab a few chairs. They came quickly and the volunteers were mentioned to sit down.


"Alright, the captain is now finding a place for us to land on the MFC, and--" but suddenly a sudden noise came like metal hitting stone. A worker came running down the stairs, announcing that the Gloria IV has finally landed. A few cheer and some continued work. "Great. Anyway, all of us has no idea what is inside the MFC. For your safety, many rations were given. We have only found the crates of various medicines, so you can take some too if you have the space. Now, I want to make it quick because you're all excited; we have given you a group for each so that exploring the castle would be much more efficient. But, this is planned later so all of you will just be a big bunch until only you people decide it's the correct time to seperate. Again for your safety, here comes the sage now." and then an old man came. Long silver beard reached the height of the elbows and long robes and hat make him comical looking but his stern face reminded people that he was serious. He looked around the volunteers, giving each person the same lengthy gaze. After everyone has been seen, he snapped his fingers. Each volunteer felt a slight pain in their head that quickly faded.


"Alright, one last thing; this sage telepathically linked you together. To summarize that, it means you can all talk to each other without speaking through the mind. Thoughts you want to keep are kept hidden from others for privacy's sake. Anyway, telepathic communication can't go through physical objects like walls. So that means you can't communicate with other groups, if you do that. Finally, that's all and let's start!"

The door which was basically the entire wall behind the man who gave information opened. A sudden fresh breeze came inside the room. Workers headed towards other rooms now. For volunteers who had stuff on luggage, workers eagerly placed them outside. The door was almost twice the size of any human. Even though the design looked different than the design pattern from far away, it was just as mysterious and metal. The door wall was still open as the Gloria IV is still landed.




The Journey Starts

 

[Cez Bloodblade]

As any tank would do, Hyperclaw was the first to enter. He had his shield up and gripped his godsword while entering. He felt an eerie feeling as he walked through the moderately lit room of the castle. He could intuitively tell that there was an unpleasant presence lurking nearby. His guard was up and adrenaline started surging inside. He began analysing the room for possible tactical information. This was a good time for testing out the telepathy.

Everyone, stick together. Something seems really wrong with this place. Don't rush in before me. My shield will guard you.

He began walking further and noticed that the lighting in the room got worse. He also noticed that the size of the room was gradually increasing.

 

[Cadenach]

Vasolev entered behind some of the others. He had no idea what to expect. Would they encounter a unified force, an organization, or maybe just an amalgam of threats. Who knew? He certainly didn't want to be the first one to fall victim to the unknown. He holds his Stiletto ready.

 

[Dutchmann]

Dante watched the rather armored man walk into the castle, he hears the telepathic message. Now, that's something that sage has to teach Dante, because that magic is something he's never seen before. He looks at the group and gives a questioning shrug.


"Well, we might as well get started, we can do introductions as we rest in the castle." He said as he followed the tank with a grin, adventure at last. As he goes over to stand behind him, noticing how rather grim this place looks, a dark grim. Dante looks at the shield wielder and comes up with an simple solution to this problem. It's basically what he always does when it's dark. Make light, it's better than the dark.


"Excuse me swordsman, but may I have a look at your shield?" Dante said as he looked at the man taking the lead.


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@Cez Bloodblade

 

[Cez Bloodblade]

"Well, I don't really mind but now is not the time. I can't protect you from ambush if I don't have my shield ready in my hand. I'll let you examine it once we reach a safe zone."


Hyperclaw replied with hesitation. He had the responsibility of everyone's safety, being a tank. If he is defeated, half the defence of the group would be destroyed. He can't let that happen.




@Dutchmann

 

[Computing Magus]

Room #1

The room the group entered was rather simple, directly behind the door outside. The room they entered was gigantic, enough to fit the Gloria IV with a bit more room to spare. The walls, cieling, and floor were stone grey. For some reason, the room had fine lighting although if one seeks for it no light source can be seen anywhere. A door identical to the one outside appears at the end of the room, which would take a whole minute of travel if they ran. The room, in any way, doesn't seem to look interesting at all as there was not a single unique object.

 

[Melon Bomb]

With a metal groan and the clacking of massive gears buried deep within the castle walls, a deep rumbling sound echoed throughout the seemingly empty chambers of the first floor. Light showers of dust collapsed and dispersed at the ceiling high above them, twinkling faintly under the glow of the cleric's spell, shedding light against their immediate surroundings. Not that there was much to see, anyway. In the stillness of the room, only the group's cautious footsteps filled the space, their thoughts linked with telepathy.


From the party's rear, Eli traced symbols in the air, this one much more intricate than the last. The glowing characters formed a complex, six-pointed figure in front of her, mimicking the design of a snowflake. Then, with a chain of swift motions, he linked the runes together, blurring the symbols into lines that converged and just as quickly expanded once more into a portal. An aquamarine light filled the room before fading into a frozen window, its center radiant with shifting energies. The room temperature began to noticeably drop, a massive icy hand reaching from beyond the portal. A dull thud resounded and the floor beneath grew hazy with frost, a second thud following soon after. The summoning gate vanished into a cold mist and in its wake, a great ice golem stood before them, a mighty tower shield gripped tightly in its fist.


"Don't sweat it, red," Eli grinned, casually addressing armored knight as he comfortably patted the ice golem on the leg. "I can help with that." With a sharp snap of his fingers, the hulking construct advanced toward the door, leading the team alongside Hyperclaw to soak up any potential dangers that would lie in wait ahead of them.


Talia swallowed nervously at the sight of the summoned creature, gingerly massaging the growth on her own arm as she subtly scooted away from the others. Once there's a place for us to split up, I'm sure they won't notice if I just slipped away in the other direction, she thought. It's better off if they just forgot I was here- She froze up in fear when she realized she was subconsciously relaying her feelings to the others, feeling a sudden redness flush across her face. Bad. She lowered her head and glanced aside, hoping not to make eye contact with anybody. Yulan walked near the center, resting his staff against his shoulder, an eyebrow raised at the unremarkable and blank furnishings of the room.


"The only mystery here is why nothing's happened yet," he commented unhelpfully, stroking his chin with a gloved hand. "After spending such a long time without visitors, you'd think his place would have one hell of a welcoming committee for us. Or at least some kind of unenthused receptionist with maps and brochures to hand out."




@Cez Bloodblade @Dutchmann

 

[Cez Bloodblade]

"Thank you very much Eli. Now I can concentrate on offence as well. However I'm worried about one thing. Me, Markov and Maria all use fire based attacks. I hope this golem won't melt away in midst of fighting."


He picked up pace and walked with his shield placed at 45° to his body. He expected the golem to do the same. This increases defence against flanking. Now, the only problematic directions were from above and below. It was unlikely to be attacked from the rear.


"Yes, it does feel strange. Neither are we encountering any enemies nor is there anything suspicious in this room. I hope we're heading the right way." , he replied to Eli and paused for a bit. "A door again? Hmmm.... Why bother having two doors if there's no one to guard them? " , he cautiously looked around at the walls of the rooms for any camouflaging enemies. He couldn't find any but he kept his guard up.




@AtlasAtrium @Yonsisac

 

[Orikanyo]

"...Place is freaky already." the masked man suddenly interjected his words into the air, almost as much as he did with his presence within the room... or rather hallway. Pretty long one at that, probably trapped to all high hell, best let the weird looking one, or that ice golum, take the upcoming shots... if there were any.


In truth, Silas hated this mental thing, had it once before and one of the others just wouldn't shut the hell up about bread, what's so interesting about bread anyways? Was he obsessed? Insane? Part duck? Gods damn it just thinking about his rants on bread made Silas' head hurt again.


He had a job to do, sculk around and look for traps, maybe stop somebody from walking into a giant swinging axe or five, or a pit into spikes, that was popular, maybe a giant acid gelatinous cube would fall from the cieling... Or a land shark.


Never doubt land sharks, some people don't think their real, but they exsist, and they will ALWAYS take you by surprise.


Always.


But now the other woman was talking about how the place was all quiet, good enough line of thought really, figured it the inhabitants would've noticed the several attempts to reach the damned place.


Of course, this place could be... just dead. Empty, for lack of a better word, can't say deserted because how in hell would you leave this place anyways? Not unless your could suddenly grow wings.


Scratch that, multiple people here can...


Bloody freaks.


"Well don't expect them to roll out the fine carpets any time soon, we'd be lucky if we're the only ones in here alive, that includes undead, ghosts, poltergeists, vampires, otherworldly abominations.... And golums." he pointed a thumb towards the big ice creature before them.


"Then again, I am a pessimist, so expect the worst, but hope for the best. Less we have to deal with the better... And watch your steps, I'm not cleaning your bloody smear off the floor if you act like a fool."


And with that, it was time to do roguish things.


Scanning his keen eyes on the ground, cieling, walls, etc... Silas took his time to examine the way forwards(@Computing Magus Rogue does rogue things)


(@whoeverwantstotalkyo, remember, don't piss of your scout~)