The Principle Journey: Wrath of the North Main IC

[Unwavering Knight]

7th Feusen, 997 CYA, Night
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Oxfam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Spoiler

 

 
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The journey went on uneventfully, with Pryonn mostly just trying to blend in as well as a fully armored seven foot tall knight possibly could on an airship. Any possible chances of meeting with the higher officers Belluam and Miriam face to face were swiftly avoided by immediately turning into the opposite direction, while the other officer was nowhere to be found, which suited Pryonn and Kaatl just as well.


The order for the cleansing of the fortifications came just after the mercenaries were busied with the offloading of the cargo. As per their calling, the professional soldiers gathered and went to the task. Spear in one hand, Pryonn and a handful of others ascended the stairs to the walls to remove the nearest of the nesting creatures, causing two Wight Vultures to rapidly rise and attack them.


Keeping ahead of his group, Pryonn was the first to battle, letting lose a rapid succession of stabs at the first of the bony birds, one of the jabs puncturing its natural armor to sink into the red meat beneath. The creature uttered an earshattering screech as it retaliated with an opened beak, sharp keratine failing to find purchase on the knight's armor for more than a superficial scratch. Other mercenaries joined the quarrel, one man's sword slicing across the same Vulture's ribcage to leave another streak of crimson on the ragged featers. (Wight Vulture #1: 2 HP lost, 4 HP left)


Seeing an opportunity, the other beast sped forward to slam its beak into the man's neck, only for Pryonn to step directly into its way, making it slam directly into his breastplate with its main body even as its beak sank between one of his plates before he pushed it away. (Pryonn: 1 HP lost, 12 HP left, 2 SE lost, 13 SE left)


DICE LOG:


Pryonn: ATK 4x: 1 success (rolled 4), 3 misses (rolled 3&2&1)


             DEF 1x: 1 success    (rolled 4)


Merc:    ATK 1x: 1 success     (rolled 4)


VS


2x Wight Vultures: ATK 6x: 2 success (rolled 5&5), 4 misses (rolled 1&1&2&2)


RESULT: Pryonn 1 HP lost, 12 remaining (2 SE lost, 13 SE left), Vulture#1 2 HP lost, 4 remaining


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[Jack Rakan]

Donar


Date: Feusen 7th 997 C.Y.A.D.


11:00 pm
OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


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HP: 8 SE: 23 CCA: 9 ATK: 4 DEF: 3 DEFSE: 1 EVA: 4


Donar largely did Nothing during the Voyage, he stayed in the supply area mostly eyeing everything. During those long hours he watched as he few times saw a Armored Knight looking person with what looked like a small child with him, it was interesting to see how he tried avoiding all the others officers.


He still had some feeling about Sarah, his fellow Lieutenant, but either it's good or bad, he doesn't know yet. trying to figure it out, there were few times he saw Kairi @Kairikudo but almost like he was some plague she avoided him. What happened before must have something to do with it. But her words from before still rang in his head, about how there was things about Alfus he didn't know. Well, she was right about that, but there was few times he had went with his Master to visit the head there. The place felt very ominous, and as his master said about th Alfus: They are nothing but scum who only think of themselves, not even their servants are cared for. 


The one instance Donar had with a member of the Alfus, was a guard who tired messing with one of Sirius' servants. Donar had grabbed the mans hand, and broke it, and broke his arm is three places. almost ripping it off. Aside from the stupid crap that followed, there wasn't much they could do as Sirius was a Military Powerhouse of the Royal family.


Either way, hopefully this strange behavior of kairi's doesn't bleed into the mission like her anger did last time.. or else he would just have to follow her around until she got the point of Teamwork. Or perhaps he'll ask to spar with her. yeah he'll do that.


Back from such thoughts, they eventually arrived to the First outpost. When the damage it had could be rebuilt, the issue was the beasts.


As he came off the ship along with the others, Donar drew his sword and his Spirit energy was starting to charge up. It would have felt like a soft explosion hitting someone, Donar's energy seemed to be strong enough is literally show off a light blue aura around him, but this leaked an impressive amount of killing intent, one some some people didn't even get close to him. Facing a large sized spider in the distance about 19 meters away, He simply stepped, and he seemed to vanish like a ghost, this time he was even faster than most people here, as he appeared right in front of a Antarnae, it got started and tried attacking him twice, Unfortunately for it, Donar moved away from it's assault.


He didn't smile, as he moved back he waved his arm across and as he did, 30 six inch long icicles appeared around him. This would mark the first time Donar has used artes in front of the newbies. he spotted moving and swung his sword, the icicles were sent at a deadly speed, and before the Spider knew it, it was already hit with his arte, and it was already dead.


Donar panted just a little, and what looked like sweat beaded down his forehead. he hadn't used artes in a while, do he was very rusty. He turned away from the dead animal, and just as quick as before he went back towards the ships, past the front lines. bent down on his knees breathing hard, he had to rest a moment before continuing. He didn;t think he could pull that attack off again. which was sad for someone like him.


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Stats:


HP: 8


SE: 11


CCA: 7


ATK: 4


DEF: 3


DEFSE: 1


EVA: 2


EVA rolls: 


3,3


Arte level 2: 12 SE


Spider Monster:


HP: 0/5


ATK rolls: 5, 4,


Dead.


 @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Shin Positron Laser  / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

View attachment 198879Sarah Miliarium


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 7th 997 C.Y.A.D. 10 am


HP:8 / SE: 28 / CCA: 12


Lieutenant Miliarium watched on as the mercenaries laid waste to these cretins that defiled a most honored land in her eyes. Lieutenant Donar @Jack Rakanand a new recruit Pryonn Karn @Unwavering Knight took the initiative. She took the time to analyze their respective approaches to battle. Her fellow lieutenant was a reputable soldier who held a commanding rank within a Mercenary Guild. While not part of the military she believed the rank should have some merit to it. Donar's combat abilities were notable but hardly impressive to her. He certainly needed no help.


The other fellow on the other hand seemed to be having a little bit of a problem against a wight vulture. She wondered whether he was having a hard time or simply biding time. She looked in disbelief and could not conclude it was the latter. She assumed with the size of the opponent compared to him in all his glorious armor, this would be no problem. She approached his area calmly all the while conjuring ice on the tips on her fingers. Perhaps it was because she was carrying a big stick but 2 of the Wight Vultures came at her. Their intent on attacking was so obvious to her. As they glided swiftly through the air towards her position, she raised her fingers at each and fired ice darts at them. They hit their mark tearing and shredding one wing each. As they struggled to land Sarah stepped further and twirled her body along with her 7ft staff, each end carefully timed to bludgeon the neck area of the Wight Vultures. They fell to the ground, still alive. Sarah looked at them dispassionately and crushed the necks with her staff.


She turned back to Pryonn. Using her staff she prodded the giant mans shoulder armor. " I expect more from you Mr. Karn. and not just you, but everyone here. I won't allow laziness for a quick diamar ya hear?" she said in her high pitched feminine voice.


W. vulture 1


ATK rolls: 3,6,3


4/6 HP DEAD


W.vulture 2


ATK rolls: 3.6.5


6/6 HP DEAD


Sarah


ATK Rolls: 3.5.5.6.6 = 5 CCA = -5HP


Arte lvl 1 = 6 SE = 3 CCA = -3 HP


Arte lvl 1 = 6 SE = 3 CCA = -3HP










[SIZE= 16px]Title of Battle:  Expulsion of Unwanted tenants
Location:  Outpost Tower Oxfam[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Battle Post limit:  TBD
Engagement Party Members:  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
Opponent(s):[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]4/5 Antarnae ( no. 2,3,4 and 5 ) ( Above-Normal Size )  ( Link ) Players control NPC's opponents and roll their dice. You may position opponent anywhere in the Outpost[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]2/4 Wight Vultures ( no. 3 and 4 ) ( LINK ) Players control NPC's opponents and roll their dice. You may position opponent anywhere in the Outpost.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponents Stats: [/SIZE]


Antarnae


[SIZE= 16px]HP: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]SE: 6[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK DICE: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ARTE level 1:  Venom Type SEAL[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Arte Effect: Getting hit by this arte result in -1 HP every post you make until healed. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]There is also a paralysis effect that disables 1 DEF dice and EVA dice[/SIZE]


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[SIZE= 16px]Wight Vultures:
HP: 6[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]SE: 12[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK DICE: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Effects: Any ATK HITS that are not blocked or evaded will deal -2SE to target.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponent Posting Cycle: Players have control of NPC opponents until end of battle, objectives are complete, or all player characters are Downed.
Allies: Mercenary troops ( +2 ATK dice and -1 EVA dice ) 
Objectives: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Deal with Antarnae Threat[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Deal with Wight Vulture Threat
Surrounding Terrain: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Stone Structures and a Tower[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Flat dirt grounds[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 6m Walls in disrepair[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Scattered debris and dead bodies.
Weather: Night, Raining and windy[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Special Condition: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- EVA and DEF dice are -1 each because of the Night. ATK HITS are now 4,5,6 because of the Night.[/SIZE]






 

 

[Kairikudo]

Kairi Kudo 
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Location: The fist out Post
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This turned out to be an awkward journey for her. She had never had to try so hard to avoid someone like she did Donar, and avoid that means actively. Some cases she hid behind walls or ran into a room which thankfully he didnt notice her at those times, but there were a few times he caught sight of her when she didn't notice, though mainly she was sleeping during those moments. There was something else that bugged her. It was something Turian had asked her before their departure. He asked if she was okay. Why the hell would he care? She was so taken back and surprised by the question she never answered him. She just continued to work in silence. She wasn't use to people actually caring. She was more use to people not giving a shit about her and she didn't give a shit about them. It's been that way since Hope died. Even before then she only cared about Hope and Hope was the only one that cared about Kairi. She let out a growl of frustration. The men in the Norhad swords were VERY confusing and VERY infuriating to her.



A sigh of relief passed her lips when they had finally arrived to the first base. The job was fairly simple, clear out the unwanted visitors. This was more of a job she prefers doing opposed to having to save or protect someone. She drew both katanas and got off the ship quickly to seek out her first target.



Stats:


HP: 10


SE: 24


CCA: 11


ATK: 3


DEF: 3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1


Arte lvl 2


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors


Energy Vile


Antarnae


HP: 5


CCA: 5


SE: 6


ATK DICE: 5


ARTE level 1:  Venom Type SEAL


Arte Effect: Getting hit by this arte result in -1 HP every post you make until healed.



There is also a paralysis effect that disables 1 DEF dice and EVA dice



The first one seemed to find her. It was a spider like creature that was about the size of a house cat. Kairi knew about the Antarnae very well, and she knew about how much their silk cost.



"This must be my lucky day~" she said with a hum within a blink she was on the other side of the Antarne having cut through its side (arte 1 -2HP to the Antarne). The creature retaliated by going into an attack frenzy hitting at her 5 times though only three of those attacks landed on her (-3 HP to Kairi) she tried hitting the spider between those attacks but found the attacks to miss. Finally she had enough. The blades of her katanas lit on fire. She jumped back swinging her blade in the air fire now coming at the antarne in the shape of the slash, singing the creature making it hiss in pain (Arte 2)



End of battle results


HP:7/10


SE: 6/24


CCA: 0/11


ATK: 1/3


DEF: 3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1 used


Arte lvl 2 used 


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors


Energy Vile


Antarnae


HP: 1/5


CCA: 0/5


SE: 6


ATK DICE: 0/5


ARTE level 1:  Venom Type SEAL


Arte Effect: Getting hit by this arte result in -1 HP every post you make until healed.


There is also a paralysis effect that disables 1 DEF dice and EVA dice


@Shin Positron Laser @Reinhardt @Jack Rakan @Unwavering Knight @Helral

 

[Helral]

Turian Kuhaku

Date: Feusen 7th 997 C.Y.A.D.
11:00 pm

Location: OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost
Spirit energy reserves: 33
HP: 4/4 CCA: 6
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Turian never got a response from Kairi whether she was okay or not. But seeing as she was helping with the task at hand she must have recovered. Hopefully enough, otherwise it will become quite taxing for Turian....


Donar and Pryonn were the first to charge at the occupants of the outpost ruins. Turian also started walking towards the ruins, not rushing in like the others. Kairi and Sarah both passed Turian by. Sarah went and assisted Pryonn, while Kairi took on one of the spiders that appeared out of a ruined building. Turian on the other hand did not seek out targets, since leaving the ship the rain has not landed on Turian at all. Instead it was gathering into two spheres which were floating about him. Some of the others that Turian had selected for his group took up bow and arrow and started aiming at the remaining two wight vultures, that were descending upon Turian at that same moment. Aiming in this weather was quite difficult, and time consuming. The vultures on the other hand were already striking at Turian using beak and claws both. Turian though came prepared, and the water globes formed a screen each protecting him from a single vulture. "Could someone get rid of these vultures please?", Turian shouted to nobody in particular, while looking around to see how the others were handling this excursion.


((Defensive Sphere x2 -12 SE, -6 CCA))
((lvl 1 Arte: Defensive sphere - Blocks a lvl 1 arte or all physical attacks from a single source))


(( remaining SE: 21 ))


(( Energy sensing lvl 3: +1 SE ))


(( remaining SE: 22 ))


(( no damage done to enemies ))


(( no damage taken ))

 

[Unwavering Knight]

7th Feusen, 997 CYA, Night
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Oxfam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Spoiler

 

 
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With surprised silence, Pryonn watched as Miliarium slaughtered the vultures. When she contemptuousely prodded his chestplate with her staff the knight froze for a moment, before he took a long step back as he said "Yeah, well, I will just do better then.", only barely managing to ban the shakiness from his voice. Catching sight of Turian beset by the remaining birds of bone, the would-be knight quickly hurried over to lend his assistance - and to get away from Miliarium's judging gaze.


Taking a moment to study the orbs of water that Kuhaku had produced to his defense, Pryonn hefted his spear in both hands, focused upon the force lurking within his inner being, and then sped forward - propelled by spirit energy - towards the first of the Wight Vultures that attempted to break through Turian's defenses. Directing the force of his charge into a jump, the knight's spear shot forward, impaling the creature, before being rapidly pulled out with a wet slice as the knight landed back on the ground with a dull thud.


The Vulture, now with a hole clear through its body, gave a bloody screech as it turned its attention from Kuhaku to the knight.


Wight Vulture#3: 3 HP lost, 3 HP remaining


Pryonn Arte LVL 1 used, 5 SE lost, 8 remaining


Stats: HP: 12 / SE: 8 / CCA: 6 / ATK: 4 / DEF: 1 / EHM: 1 / SPT: 1


@Shin Positron Laser


@Helral

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

View attachment 198879Sarah Miliarium


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 7th 997 C.Y.A.D. 10 pm


HP:8 / SE: 16 / CCA: 12


Lieutenant Miliarium was incensed at Pryonn Karn's lukewarm response. " Tch, waste of good steel. " she muttered. This only further strengthened her belief that mercenary guilds was just a bunch of poorly organized avaricious soldiers with no sense of duty or formality that is due to ones Kingdom. If it were not for her orders, these intrusive monsters would not be the only ones expelled from this important outpost. She continued her march towards the tower all the while taking notice of Kairi @Kairikudo who did not waste time in granting these cretins a swift death, if only in a little bit reckless manner. As long as these things were dead she cared not in what way. Turian on the other hand seemed only capable of defending himself against attacks instead of attacking.


While observing this battlefield blasphemy an antarnae took advantage of the seemingly distracted lieutenant and focused its attack fangs to the fore on her. Sarah did not look in its direction and blasted it with ice pikes like the wight vultures. It was thrown backwards and before it could attempt to get on its feet Sarah bludgeoned it to death with her staff. She marched straight for Turian as the extermination continued. " Hey!" she shouted disregarding their ranks. She came face to face with the foreigner. " If you're just going to stand there helpless and not contribute, then I suggest you go help unload and organize the supplies, Vice Commander,sir." she remarked sarcastically. " Imagine the Master Commanders expression when he has to disband his mercenary group because the Kingdom heard of the incompetence of one of his officers during an important mission for the Peoples of Welwyn. I would certainly hate to be that person." she said quietly obviously directing all the subtle insinuations towards Turian. She turned around. " Let's go, LET'S GO!! You want to sleep don't you?! " she yelled at everyone. She blasted another of her icicle pikes at a wight vulture that Pryonn had engaged. The bird soon lay dead as Sarah stared down the armored giant from a distance.


Sarah


ATK Rolls: 6,6,4,3,1,2 = 6 CCA = -6HP


Arte lvl 1 = 6 SE = 3 CCA = -3 HP


Arte lvl 1 = 6 SE = 3 CCA = -3HP


Antarnae #5


ATK Rolls: 6,4,6,2,1


DEAD


Wight Vulture #3


DEAD










[SIZE= 16px]Title of Battle:  Expulsion of Unwanted tenants
Location:  Outpost Tower Oxfam[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Battle Post limit:  TBD
Engagement Party Members:  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
Opponent(s):[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]3/5 Antarnae ( no. 2,3,4) ( Above-Normal Size )  ( Link ) Players control NPC's opponents and roll their dice. You may position opponent anywhere in the Outpost[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]1/4 Wight Vultures ( no. 4 ) ( LINK ) Players control NPC's opponents and roll their dice. You may position opponent anywhere in the Outpost.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponents Stats: [/SIZE]


Antarnae


[SIZE= 16px]HP: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]SE: 6[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK DICE: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ARTE level 1:  Venom Type SEAL[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Arte Effect: Getting hit by this arte result in -1 HP every post you make until healed. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]There is also a paralysis effect that disables 1 DEF dice and EVA dice[/SIZE]


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[SIZE= 16px]Wight Vultures:
HP: 6[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]SE: 12[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK DICE: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Effects: Any ATK HITS that are not blocked or evaded will deal -2SE to target.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponent Posting Cycle: Players have control of NPC opponents until end of battle, objectives are complete, or all player characters are Downed.
Allies: Mercenary troops ( +2 ATK dice and -1 EVA dice ) 
Objectives: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Deal with Antarnae Threat[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Deal with Wight Vulture Threat
Surrounding Terrain: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Stone Structures and a Tower[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Flat dirt grounds[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 6m Walls in disrepair[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Scattered debris and dead bodies.
Weather: Night, Raining and windy[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Special Condition: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- EVA and DEF dice are -1 each because of the Night. ATK HITS are now 4,5,6 because of the Night.[/SIZE]






 

 

[Helral]

Turian Kuhaku

Date: Feusen 7th 997 C.Y.A.D.
11:00 pm

Location: OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost
Spirit energy reserves: 22
HP: 4/4 CCA: 6
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Turian released the sphere guarding him from the vulture who was just struck by Pryonn. Seeing that it gave a bloody screech and turned about to face Pryonn instead. But Sarah finished it off and started commenting on what Turian was doing. Unlike the others Turian was a vice-commander not because of his offensive-skill in battle, but because of his ability to protect those serving under him. The mercenaries had moved up quite a bit to get a good shot off at the vulture, the downside was that the vulture turned on them instead of Turian. The vulture passed Turian by the moment he turned to respond to Sarah. Instead of intercepting the bird Turian motioned with his hand, water started gathering in front of the mercenary that the vulture was about to strike, blocking what would have been a painful wound. To Sarah he said with an accusing tone, "I'd like to keep my men alive.", as he turned back to protect the mercenaries while they were taking the bird down.


((Turian attempted attack, but got distracted: 3, -1 CCA))


((Merc attacks, -2 CCA: 3,6))


((Defensive Sphere x1 -6 SE, -3 CCA))
((lvl 1 Arte: Defensive sphere - Blocks a lvl 1 arte or all physical attacks from a single source))


(( remaining SE: 16 ))


(( Energy sensing lvl 3: +1 SE ))


(( remaining SE: 17 ))


(( Vulture #4: 5 hp left (-1hp) ))


(( no damage taken ))

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

 
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View attachment 198879Sarah Miliarium


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 1 pm


HP:8 / SE: 40 / CCA: 12


The Extermination went according to Lieutenant Miliarium's plan. Without delay she divided the group into 4. Two groups would be working to repair the damages and fortify the Outpost throughout the night, and the following 2 groups who have rested the night would pick up where the first group stopped. Belluam and Turian were to take the lead during the night shift while Donar and Sarah would takeover the day shift. Right after the supplies, cargo and Caravans were unloaded she ordered the ship captains and crew to return to Norhad HQ to resupply with a list of things she needed. The mercenaries began rebuilding the walls and fortifying them and the gates of the North and East sides.  For some reason she was rushing the mercenaries to get the Outpost readied for the following day. As the blazing summer sun got up, all the rain from the previous evening began to dissipate around the region, making it humid and drying up the earth beneath them fairly quickly as the afternoon rolled by. While the work was being finished she gathered all officers to the top of the Tower and revealed to them the true nature of the mission.


" Our true mission begins. Intelligence reports from Adanaque suggests that a large ground army has been marching down the Eastern Coastline of the continent possibly in an attempt to bring the other kingdoms into the war. We have intercepted sporadic reports from train stations, village hamlets and caravans about a swift and brutal attack by what call 'man-monsters' or ' demon-men'. The Kingdoms of Welwyn and Maxwell feel these incidents too close to our borders to ignore and are weary of new weapons technology being developed by Lanark." She recounted that during the Blood Wars 500 years both Adanaque and Maxwell have been trading territory. In the last 100 years, because of overtures of weariness between both Kingdoms and the decision for Selkirk to remove itself from the War, a sort of De-escalation between them has occurred and made great progress. However more recently in the past 10 years. Lanark has stepped up its campaign, ignored treaties and violently expanded, taking over twice as much territory in that short amount of time, compared to the last few centuries.


" It is estimated the strength to be several hundred strong. " she told them. She knew how much of a disadvantage they were at, only able to bring a few men that did not even amount to a hundred in force. " The only consolation we have is that because they are traveling at such a quick pace, they are not carrying heavy arsenals with them, and we believe they are unable to use spirit energy as well." she explained. Sarah laid out a map of the Outpost. She pointed that they were coming down from the North, so the Northern wall was the area that needed the most fortification. She also placed pieces on the map to show the Caravans. " The Caravans have been outfitted with 3 ship cannons. We can cause a lot of devastation with this fire power. In addition, near the south wall will be a reloading station. We can rotate the caravans at a regular enough interval to have continual fire. " she demonstrated how the caravans would ride in a circle, one would be in firing position, one would be reloading, one would be on standby positioning cannon direction and would rotate accordingly. With such little time for enemy troop formations to recover, more and more damage could be dealt. " Our Cavalry won't come for another 2-3 hours by my calculations. If the Outpost cannot be saved, we can evacuate when they arrive. " she spoke of course about the Three Scout airships. They have been sent back to resupply and then provide sky firepower as needed.


" I want to make one thing very clear. I do not like to waste lives so easily. However if the sky support fails to arrive on time, we will stay here and fight to the last. " she said to all in the room. " Anyone who deserts will be slayed on sight by me. Tell that to everyone and make sure they understand that. "

Location: OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm
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Not too long after the meeting session, the Norhad Swords were put into place at their various positions. They awaited what seemed a long time. Then in the distance, someone rang the Tower bell. A cloud of dust seemed to rise in the distance, however it was no storm or gust of wind that did this. It was the footsteps of soldiers walking across the dried up plains. All the officers and chosen Swords, were taking the fight to the horde of enemies. They would be able to draw attention away from the Outpost for a while and be able to retreat to it if necessary.


[SIZE= 16px]Title of Battle: War of  Unwanted Guests
Location:  Outpost Tower Oxfam[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Battle Post limit:  End of the Month of November
Engagement Party Members:  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
Opponent(s): 1000 Morgogs [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponents Stats: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]HP: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponent Posting Cycle: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-Players have control of NPC opponents until end of battle, objectives are complete, or all player characters are Downed.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-NPC enemies will attack in Waves of 50. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-There will be 3 player posts to take down the 50 Morgogs in the group before adding another 50.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any leftover Morgogs from the previous Wave will be rounded up and will Attack the Outpost which will lose HP
Allies: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 42 Norhad Swords :[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Each Player controls 7 Norhad Swords. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- At the end of you post, Roll 7 ATK DICE specifically for Norhad Swords allies.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Ally Norhad Sword Rolls do not take up Player CCA[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The total number for all 7 Dice adds up to the total Damage in HP against the Wave of Morgogs. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]===================================================================[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 3- Tri Cannon Mounted Caravans [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Every 5th player post, a character can call down Artillery Fire near their position. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Roll 3 ATK Dice. Multiply the Total by 3 to get the Total Kill of Morgogs on that Wave.
Objectives: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Endure the Onslaught[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Reduce the Enemy numbers by Half[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Protect the Outpost 100/100 HP[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Do not get overrun by 80+ Morgogs[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Surrounding Terrain: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Stone Structures and a Tower[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Flat dirt grounds[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 6m Walls in disrepair[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Scattered debris and dead bodies.
Weather: Daytime, Dry Cloudless sky. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Special Condition: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Using Artes for this Battle will differ slightly as they will be able to exceed their Targeting limitations. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Artes against enemies will instantly be a KO.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any artes used will automatically do damage to 3 targets. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The Level of the ATK arte will multiply the 3 Target rule for this Engagement Scenario[/SIZE]







Edited Friday at 11:13 PM by Shin Positron Laser

 

[Reinhardt]

OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. - 2 PM


Lots of things had occurred while Grifyn lazed off. The outpost had been cleared off its pests, and things seem to be in order. Well, until Grifyn finally decided to show up. The members of the Norhad Swords, along with the military liaison Sara Miliarium were gathered up. It seems that an assembly was being held. Of course, being the curious person that he is, Grifyn listened attentively. And that's when things started to be rather complicated.


Apparently, there were hostile creatures quickly approaching their location, and obviously these creatures will not stop and fight their way through. That would've been it, until it was stated that they seem to be in a group of a surprisingly large number. Sure, hearing the words about reinforcements and whatnot were somewhat pleasant to the ear, but the liaison just had to make the atmosphere grim. She said that she'd rather have them all die on this field, including herself of course, than to have them flee like cowards.


Seriously, does anyone even know what strategies are? First the Vice-Commander Belluam hated tactical retreats, and now this liaison too? No wonder battles and wars costed so much lives than it could save. Anyways, that's that.

Now, our hero - err, lazy bastard of a protagonist shall do some stuff. Most likely some over-creative battle strategy that will leave both his enemies and allies stunned in awe. 


Right off the bat, Grifyn used an arte, setting his self in flames and charging towards the ever-growing army of strange, green-skinned humanoids in an accelerating speed. He struck three of them with his fist, knocking them up into the air with a blazing uppercut that fried them to the bones as they withered away into ashes. And yet another repetition of this movement was done, this time to the other side. 


Grifyn was trimming down these creatures with ease. However, that was with an arte, and he was still not used to using such an ability. He was merely testing it out. He knew he could do more, but the risk was rather great, so he decided to take a step back and prepare for the next ones coming. He stood in a stance ready for close combat.


Two more of these vile creatures headed to him, their many companions still far, trying to catch up to them. Grifyn, without any hesitation, attacked both of them. He threw a powerful roundhouse kick to the one on the left, snapping its neck and immediately bringing it down. The other one was met with Grifyin's fast moving knuckle and struck its face, sending it into a dazed status as it flew far away from Grifyn.


The lazy bastard, then, turned towards the approaching amalgamation of this hostile humanoid beings. Some of his fellow mercenaries from the Norhad Swords were also doing the same - fending off these monsters.


He, once more, took on a combat stance.


"Well.", Grifyn sighed. "This is going to be a long day."








DICE LOG:


1. Grif Arte 1 #1 - N/A (Success)


    7 CCA left


2. Grif Arte 2 #2 - N/A (Success)


    4 CCA left


3. Grif Strength ATK Roll #1 - 4, 3 (Success)


   3 CCA left


4. Grif Strength ATK Roll #2 - 4, 6 (Success)


    2 CCA left


5. Ally Norhad Swords bonus roll - 3, 4, 5 ,3, 2, 5, 3 (25 Total)








FINAL STATS: 

Grif - HP: 6, SE: 9, CCA: 2, ATK: 0, DEF: 3, EVA: 3, DEFSE: 1, EVASE: 2
  Defeated 7 Morgogs, Inflicted 2 HP damage to Morgog #8


Morgog #8 - HP: 3, CCA: 3, ATK: 3


  Received 2 HP damage


Ally Norhad Swords - N/A


  Inflicted 25 HP damage to 1st Morgog wave



Tags: @Shin Positron Laser

 

[Unwavering Knight]

8th Feusen, 997 CYA, mid-day

Oxfam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Spoiler

 

 
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The hordes neared, and with them the penetrating stench of sweat and blood, built-up from weeks of march and pillage, the masses of them lining up broadly in the sun to intimidate the outnumbered mercenaries furthermore. For the footsoldiers defending Oxfam Ridge, it was all too easy to succumb to the temptation of begrudging their fate and eyeing Lieutenant Miliarium with barely-contained poison in their eyes. But they were still mercenaries - professional soldiers that were used to receiving their paycheck by gritting their teeth and overcoming odds. So long as there was a chance at victory, they would hold.


As pressing as the atmosphere was for others, Pryonn on the other hand was energized. With Kaatl on his shoulder - the fairy having decided to grant the knight company before the battle - the large plated figure stood out amongst the already-colorful amalgamation of troopers. Though hard it was to decipher his inner being, armored from head to toe as he was, he nonetheless couldn't contain the slightest twitching giddiness that he felt, the metallic tip of his spear lightly shrieking across his shoulder-plate in irregular intervals.


For one who had been conditioned to embrace martyrdom from the beginning of birth, no matter the cause, this depressing atmosphere served to make him downright inflamed. Amongst the line of mercenaries, his uneasy attitude earned him a small amount of suspicion. Even Kaatl gave him a worried look.


The horde charged, coating the plains outside the outpost's fortifications in a green tide. Just as the enemy mass encroached upon the Norhad line, Pryonn focused his spirit energy into action, launching himself forward before letting loose a triple series of stabs, each one landing in a morgog-jugular. "Foul womb from whence I crawled..." Three fountains of foul blood erupted to sink into the barren earth, before Pryonn leapt back into the friendly lines as the mercenaries stepped forth to deliver their own punishment on the enemy invaders "I won't join you yet, today!"


Seven more of the morgogs fell before the battlefield became two faceless masses shoving into eachother.


Diceresult:


Pryonn, LVL 1 arte used = 3 enemies dead, 5 SE lost


Norhad Swords ATK die added: 34 damage, 6 dead, remaining 4 damage transferred to surviving Morgog of @Reinhardt , killing it and 1 surviving with 4 HP


Total 10 enemies dead, 1 surviving with 4 HP


Pryonn Stats: HP: 12 / SE: 10 / CCA: 6 / ATK: 4 / DEF: 1 / EHM: 1 / SPT: 1

 

[Jack Rakan]

Donar


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D.


2:00 pm
OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


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HP: 8 SE: 23 CCA: 9 ATK: 4 DEF: 3 DEFSE: 1 EVA: 4


Watching the horde advance, and hearing Sarah's orders, he felt some hatred from the mercs under his command for the wave, this would be interesting. He hadn't fought in this type of battle for a long time. 


He would admit, Lieutenant Miliarium's methods wren't exactly military like, as he himself has commanded many fighters in the Blood Wars. One would think if she knew about Sirius' role in Military matters, but it's not like she wont deliberately let everyone die. or so he thought, but when he heard the tone of her voice, even though she is the one leading this mission, something about just staying here to die, and even killing those who run, sounds like it came from a person who didn't like Mercenaries, or just didn't like to lose. He didn't like these people either, but trying to kill them off just because she doesn't like them? 

Where has he heard of this happening before? Putting that aside, now that he was better rested he placed his own group into position. Either way, when Both of them were patrolling, it didn't seem like she disliked him or hated him, maybe she knew about him? Either way, he sensed a kindred with her but, she seems more extreme, like his master, when it comes it hating mercenaries. Guess thats where it came from. But the rest of the time went uneventfully.


Eventually, the Morgogs showed up with their army in the daytime, this wasn't too horrid, but being vastly outnumbered was terrible.


As he didnt want to be a burden again, he decided to tale command of one of the archery groups on the wall. As the battle started Donar made the men ready their arrows. Waving his arm across, icicles from his arte appeared, He positioned the arte so it would have a wider attack pool and hit more Morgogs.


"Fire!" The men released their arrows and Donar fired off the icicles. Donar was used to using his arte now again, but still drained him, but not as bad. as the arrows flew they rained down upon the Morgogs he had the men ready their arrows again.


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Level 2 arte Success: 6 Morgogs dead. 12 SE lost


Nohrad Archers ATK: Total 32: 6 Morgogs Dead, 1 critically wounded with 1HP left


HP: 8 


SE: 11


CCA: 6


ATK: 4


DEF: 3


DEFSE: 1


EVA: 4

 

[Kairikudo]

Kairi Kudo
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LocationxFam Ridge, the first out post
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Stats:
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HP: 10
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SE: 24
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CCA: 11
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ATK: 3
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DEF: 3
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EVA: 1
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Personal Artes
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Arte lvl 1
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Arte lvl 2
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Support Tech
​

Artes Multi-cast lvl 1
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​

Items:
​

Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry
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Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors
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After a long night of clearing out the unwanted visitors and then spending the hight helping Turian and a few other mercenaries under his command rebuild and fortify the walls, she was beat. She had finally found a nice shady spot to rest until the bell had rung. 'For fucks sake..' she muttered under her breath, pushing her self back up to her feat. Her eyes fell on the gathering dust in the distance. She drew both her katanas. Seven mercenaries nearby where huddled in a group muttering about whether or not to flee. An annoyed look painted the crazy woman's features.


"Hey! Get ready to fight, because if you dare try to flee, then I'll cut you down myself." A dark grin painted her lips at the last statement. It sent shivers down the men's spine as they answered in unison.


"Y..Yes Ma'am!"


The men drew their bows and begun to launch the arrows killing for men and injuring one other that ran to attack Kairi. He swung his blade down, she easily blocked the swing with her sword. She begun to struggle holding it up as he put more of his weight into the weapon to over power her. The only way she saw to get free from this was to let it scrape her arm when she jumped back. He lunged at her but she took a step to the side and he face planted into the ground. Kairi now stood over him. A twisted grin on her face as she stared him once in the shoulder. He let out a cry of agony which only fueled her sadistic motives as she stabbed him with the other blade on the other shoulder. Blood gushing from the wounds. She twisted the blades till they were bother facing  diagonally towards his lower back. She then pulled them, making a V shape cut into him. At this point the Morgog was no longer alive, now that she had snuffed the life from him. The archers from before looked in horror of the girl. One whispered to the other about how they were stuck with the devil incarnated. Kairi turned her head towards them. The men jumped, obviously frightened by the crazy lady when she yelled once more.



"Stop your yapping and get to killing!" 



End of battle results


5 Morgogs dead


Kairi (-1hp)


[SIZE= 13px]Stats:[/SIZE]


HP: 9/10


SE: 24


CCA: 11


ATK: 3


DEF: 3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1


Arte lvl 2


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors


Energy Vile


Mercs Dice roll: 2,3,3,3,6,2,4


Injured morgogs attack roll: 2,6,2


Def roll: 4,2,3


Attack roll: 3,5,5

 
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[Shin Positron Laser]

View attachment 198879Sarah Miliarium


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm


HP:8 / SE: 40 / CCA: 12


The horde of enemies was massive. Much more than the estimations from the reports she read. They were certainly not human but moved like humans and wore armor like humans but their countenances were beast-like and feral. It was no surprise to her that the reports used words like 'monster' and 'demon' though she would not know what a demon would look like anyway. Many of the mercenaries were doing as they were told and took the battle to the enemy. Lieutenant Donar took up a position to deal long-range damage with the archers. Sarah positioned herself and those under her in the most important place of all; the Northern Gate. She did not want to leave the protection of this vital area to anyone else. Access to the inside of the Outpost would make the mission a total failure and would force her to retreat everyone away.


Whereas the continued protection of the Gate would mean she could force everyone to continue to fight beyond their limits and even die for the cause. She was not afraid of Death as some of these money grabbing or thrill seeking mercenaries were. But she would definitely consider it a dishonor to die among such rabble and monsters. Therefore it could be counted on her to do her absolute best in the battle. Sarah stabbed her staff behind her. She had attached a big cloth to it. It was the Banner of the Kingdom. This was not for anyone else except her. She did not expect any mercenary to understand what fighting for a Kingdom and its Peoples meant to her. It was her inspiration and biggest source of confidence. The Lieutenant drew a sword she brought with her. " Come foul creatures and feel the WRATH OF THE NORTH! " she yelled as a large Group of these beasts charged at her. She pierced through the first one at the neck instantly killing it. From there she would let out a burst of lightning jolts that decimated another 8 Morgogs. Something about seeing a young woman gracefully combating overwhelming odds gave those under her newfound strength to fight. Or perhaps more reason than just simple monetary gains. The men all charged ahead of her weapons drawn forming a semi-circle with her at the center. 


" Heh... maybe there is hope. " she muttered quietly regarding the mercenaries attitudes. " FIGHT ON! .....NOW!" she said turning back towards the gate. Someone was stationed there looking through the barred opening. He got the Lieutenants Signal and signaled the Tri-Cannon Crew to Fire at their respective positions. The loud roar of cannons resonated on the battlefield and laid waste patches of Morgogs further away from allied positions in an attempt to give some relief to those fighting on the front lines.


Attacking for Wave 2


ATK rolls : 5,6,1


Artes lvl 3 = 9 Dead


Norhad Swords Rolls: 6,1,6,2,5,2,2


Tri-Cannon Rolls: 5,6,5

Location: OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm
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Wave 1: 50 Morgogs


Total Death Count: 45


Total remaining: 955


Transfer from previous Wave: 5


Damage to Outpost: 5


Now Sending Wave 2 : 60 Morgogs






[SIZE= 16px]Title of Battle: War of  Unwanted Guests
Location:  Outpost Tower Oxfam[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Battle Post limit:  End of the Month of November
Engagement Party Members:  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
Opponent(s): 1000 Morgogs [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponents Stats: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]HP: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponent Posting Cycle: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-Players have control of NPC opponents until end of battle, objectives are complete, or all player characters are Downed.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-NPC enemies will attack in Waves of 50. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-There will be 3 player posts to take down the 50 Morgogs in the group before adding another 50.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any leftover Morgogs from the previous Wave will be rounded up and will Attack the Outpost which will lose HP
Allies: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 42 Norhad Swords :[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Each Player controls 7 Norhad Swords. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- At the end of you post, Roll 7 ATK DICE specifically for Norhad Swords allies.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Ally Norhad Sword Rolls do not take up Player CCA[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The total number for all 7 Dice adds up to the total Damage in HP against the Wave of Morgogs. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]===================================================================[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 3- Tri Cannon Mounted Caravans [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Every 5th player post, a character can call down Artillery Fire near their position. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Roll 3 ATK Dice. Multiply the Total by 2 to get the Total Kill of Morgogs on that Wave.
Objectives: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Endure the Onslaught[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Reduce the Enemy numbers by Half[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Protect the Outpost 95/100 HP[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Do not get overrun by 100+ Morgogs[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Surrounding Terrain: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Stone Structures and a Tower[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Flat dirt grounds[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 6m Walls in disrepair[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Scattered debris and dead bodies.
Weather: Daytime, Dry Cloudless sky. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Special Condition: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Using Artes for this Battle will differ slightly as they will be able to exceed their Targeting limitations. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Artes against enemies will instantly be a KO.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any artes used will automatically do damage to 3 targets. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The Level of the ATK arte will multiply the 3 Target rule for this Engagement Scenario[/SIZE]

 

[Unwavering Knight]

8th Feusen, 997 CYA, mid-day

Oxfam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Spoiler

 

 
​

Why are you so excited? Kaatl asked the young knight as he stood tall amongst the mercenaries, spear held high aloft, her soft voice carried only via telepathy. Gathering again his spirit energy, Pryonn twirled his spear to jab it through a morgog that had just tried to launch itself at him, barely a second passing before he pulled it out again to ram the lance into the next of the beasts. The fairy looked on the carnage with distance, perched high atop the shoulder of the knight as she was.


"Kaatl, this is it! Just once, once I will indulge!" The young knight spoke with a carefree tone. But what if you lose? Asked the fairy, her expression growing just a bit more grim. "But that's exactly why!" Called Pryonn, ignoring the estranged looks his apparent self-talking earned him from the mercenaries "It doesn't matter whether I win or lose!" Jerking back his spear-hand, the knight pulled the lance free from the flesh of the recently deceased creature. "So long as I follow the Quest." His words were carried with self-certain finality as he rammed the spear into the next monster.


Pryonn, LVL 1 arte used = 3 enemies dead, 5 SE lost


Norhad Swords ATK die combined = 1, 3, 3, 3, 2, 6, 5 = 23


Pryonn Stats: HP: 12 / SE: 5 / CCA: 6 / ATK: 4 / DEF: 1 / EHM: 1 / SPT: 1

 

[MsPolite]

Belluam Sansuis


Date: 8th Feusen, 997 CYA, mid-day


Location: Oxfam Ridge, The First Outpost





     Everything had been today until now. Belluam felt as if she just woke up from rather boring dream as if the monotony of the work previous had lulled her to sleep. But it was now among the field of battle that she felt alive. Her blood began to boil with bombastic excitement as she heard the cry's of war all around her. And her foe? The demonic monstrous horde that stood before her were animals to stupid to know they were already dead. With a wicked grin she looked at her men that were her comrades for the battle. Some looked scared others determined. but to the bellicose Belluam it was all the same.       


     They were men of war ready to fight or die. With a mighty shout Commander Sansuis Roared and beating her chest. She again looked to her men ushering for them to do the same before the next wave of the walking meat bags came. Then she began trotting the dirt exhaling strongly as if a raging bull ready to burst, something Commander Antarah may know quite a bit of. "Butcher them, Kill 'em, Murder 'em all!" Belluam then started to chant, loud enough for the other squads to hear.


      Butcher them, Kill 'em, Murder 'em All!" again she chanted now with the rest of her squad.


BUTCHER THEM, KILL 'EM, MURDER THEM ALL!" They all finally yelled in unison just before Belluam charged.


It was with a mad fury that Belluam swung her axe down crushing the skull of one of the greenskins. Using her axe as leverage she climbed over the falling body to stab another greeny. But her sword glanced off. Belluam then spun around as to not to loose momentum and decapitated the second monster. The lastly she vaulted forward lunging with her sword to another enemy piercing the amour and killing it instantly. Finally Belluam swung her weapons in an X' throwing waves of scorching hot flames from her weapons, searing the flesh of the morgogs


Bell's ATK rolls- 5, 4, 4, 2


Arte Lvl 3 = 9 dead


Nst's ATK rolls- 6, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 1= 18


Character Name: Belluam Sansuis


Current Character Statistics:


HP: 12


SE: 20-18= 2


CCA: 13-4= 9


ATK: 4


DEF: 4


EVA: 1


Total Killed= 12


@Shin Positron Laser


  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
 

 

[Jack Rakan]

Donar


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D.


2:00 pm
OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


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HP: 8 SE: 11 CCA: 9 ATK: 4 DEF: 3 DEFSE: 1 EVA: 4


From his perch, he could see that the others were doing quite well under the circumstances. Of course, from Kairi's recklessness to commander Bellium's berserk charge and her group making a mess. Donar raised his hand upwards again, "Fire!" they let their volley loose as more Morgogs joined the fight.


This reminds me of how those commanders i served under were...This feels weird to me. He thought to himself. But, the unsettling feeling came back as he watched Lieutenant Sarah fight. He then turned to a Sergeant, "Continue your assault, I'll be leading up the front." "Sir?" the man asked as Donar stopped, "There is a high possibility that the reinforcements might not get here in time, a fifty-fifty chance at best. We are vastly outnumbered and there is a possibility something unexpected will happen during our current reveling." Donar walked away, he was still descending down the stairs normally of the wall as the man asked, "Did something like this happen before?" "last situation like this I was in, was with 600 men at a fortress in eastern Adanaque on the border being besieged by Lanark troops. That night, I saw Hell." The man, seemingly able to know what Donar was talking about, paled as Donar made it to the ground and through the gate slowly.


We can't let this go on before nightfall,even Morgogs will find a way to break us... Donar unsheathed his sword and moved towards the battle field.


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NH rolls: 2,4,3,5,6,2,4 = 26


HP: 8 


SE: 11


CCA: 6


ATK: 4


DEF: 3


DEFSE: 1


EVA: 4


No ATK this post.

 

[Kairikudo]

Kairi Kudo
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LocationxFam Ridge, the first outpost
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Stats:
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HP: 9/10
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SE: 24
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CCA: 11
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ATK: 3
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DEF: 3
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EVA: 1
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Personal Artes
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Arte lvl 1
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Arte lvl 2
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Support Tech
​

Artes Multi-cast lvl 1
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​

Items:
​

Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry
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Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors
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Energy Vile
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The hesitant mercenaries under the command of the she devil, as they liked to call her, pulled the arrows back with the string of the bow and begun launching their onslaught of arrows once more killing five enemy soldiers and injuring one (-3 to the remaining Morgog.) Kairi stood for a moment idolizing the falling Morgogs. Suddenly she heard a chant coming from Belluam.


'Butcher them,Kill'em, Murder'em all!'


The chant was simply music to the sadistic mercenaries ear as she turned her head to face Belluam. Three Morgogs stood between her and the woman. Her katanas pulled out and like a blink the gap was closed and the three that stood in her way fell cut in half (Arte 1 -3 CCA -6 SE) She now stood beside the woman who had been chanting that beautiful chant. 



"I like your style! How about we make this a game. Let's see who can kill the most of these Bastards. If I win you buy me a drink, and if you win I'll buy you one. What do you say?" Kairi asked with that same twisted grin awaiting her response her eyes caught sight of three more Morgogs charging at them the blades of her katanas caught on fire as she made a slash in the air, sending a wave of flames, incinerating the Morgogs on contact (arte 2 -6 CCA -12SE) 

End of battle results
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Stats:


HP: 9/10


SE: 6/24


CCA: 1/11


ATK: 3


DEF: 3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1


Arte lvl 2


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors


Energy Vile


@MsPolite

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

View attachment 198879Sarah Miliarium


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm


HP:8 / SE: 22 / CCA: 12


The horde of enemies was relentless. The Mercenaries of the Nohrad Swords valiantly pushed back the following wave of armed beasts that came before them. Lieutenant Sarah was directing artillery fire down on the enemy any spare change she got when she was not engaged to defending the entrance. The canon fire was disorienting the morgogs in the rear hopefully it would result in the waves of enemies becoming less in number and frequency. " What the hell is that unsightly woman up to now." she said aloud regarding the Vice Commander ( @MsPolite ) " If she goes out too far, the artillery will hit her. " The orders she gave were clear. In order to facilitate the firing of artillery, the canons were aimed in such a manner as to hit further away targets, all while mercenaries were to avoid being entangled too far out in the battlefield. " She's damn well jeopardizing the mission and our lives!" 


Sarah launched a wave of icicles barely missing the Vice Commander and still penetrating the skulls of the Morgogs with pinpoint accuracy instantly killing them. " STAY IN FORMATION ! " she yelled. Another Morgog approached her from the side but she was fully aware and dispatched the menace with utmost severity. 


Attacking for Wave 3


ATK rolls : 5,3,5,6,5


Artes lvl 1 = 3 Dead


Norhad Swords Rolls: 6,2,5,6,5,6,4


Tri-Cannon Rolls: 4,4,6

Location: OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost
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Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm
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Wave 1: 50 Morgogs


Total Wave Death Count: 45


Total remaining: 955


Transfer from previous Wave: 5


Damage to Outpost: 5


Wave 2 : 60 ( +5)  Morgogs


Total Wave Death Count: 51


Total Remaining: 904


Transfer from previous Wave: 0


Damage to Outpost: 0


Wave 3 : 70  Morgogs






[SIZE= 16px]Title of Battle: War of  Unwanted Guests
Location:  Outpost Tower Oxfam[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Battle Post limit:  End of the Month of November
Engagement Party Members:  @MsPolite / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo / @Jack Rakan / @Helral / @Unwavering Knight
Opponent(s): 1000 Morgogs [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponents Stats: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]HP: 5[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]CCA: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]ATK: 3[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Opponent Posting Cycle: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-Players have control of NPC opponents until end of battle, objectives are complete, or all player characters are Downed.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-NPC enemies will attack in Waves of 50. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]-There will be 3 player posts to take down the 50 Morgogs in the group before adding another 50.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any leftover Morgogs from the previous Wave will be rounded up and will Attack the Outpost which will lose HP
Allies: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 42 Norhad Swords :[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Each Player controls 7 Norhad Swords. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- At the end of you post, Roll 7 ATK DICE specifically for Norhad Swords allies.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Ally Norhad Sword Rolls do not take up Player CCA[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The total number for all 7 Dice adds up to the total Damage in HP against the Wave of Morgogs. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]===================================================================[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 3- Tri Cannon Mounted Caravans [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Every 5th player post, a character can call down Artillery Fire near their position. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Roll 3 ATK Dice. Multiply the Total by 2 to get the Total Kill of Morgogs on that Wave.
Objectives: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Endure the Onslaught[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Reduce the Enemy numbers by Half[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Protect the Outpost 95/100 HP[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Do not get overrun by 100+ Morgogs[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Surrounding Terrain: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Stone Structures and a Tower[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Flat dirt grounds[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- 6m Walls in disrepair[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Scattered debris and dead bodies.
Weather: Daytime, Dry Cloudless sky. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Special Condition: [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Using Artes for this Battle will differ slightly as they will be able to exceed their Targeting limitations. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Artes against enemies will instantly be a KO.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- Any artes used will automatically do damage to 3 targets. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]- The Level of the ATK arte will multiply the 3 Target rule for this Engagement Scenario[/SIZE]

 

[Reinhardt]

OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. - 2 PM


The battle continued on. Even after slaying a hundred of these monstrosities, their numbers doesn't seem to be lessened. More and more charged towards the outpost, only to be forcefully held back by the mercenaries. However, even their skills were no match for the sheer number of their opponents. There were just too many. Slowly, the group that once advanced forward began to inch backwards and backwards, as they were forced to by the number of these monsters. Not even the artillery nor the mystical Artes could provide them enough firepower.


"Damn it!", Grifyn shouted as the scene unfolded right before his eyes. He could have stirred up a plan that would have prevented this, even if the time was short. Heck, even a simple tactic would be of use, but no, that damned liaison wanted to brute force their way out of this. She wanted them to die as martyrs or die trying. That must have been her goal from the start - to break apart the Norhad Swords, and this event just seemed to fit exactly what she needed.


Grifyn should have known. The sudden appearance of this woman, the officers being assigned to this mission, and most of the group's forces and supplies being used. All this would have gone in a more manageable manner, or better yet, it would not have happened at all. Lives of these mercenaries would not be wasted in some battle defending some rusty old outpost.


Frustrated, Grifyn charged onward. Once more, enveloping his entire self into flames, he ran straight ahead, and launched a powerful uppercut that fried three of his enemies to dust as they flew up in the air. After doing such, he launched a flurry of attacks towards the ever-growing group of green-skinned monstrosities that slowly surrounded him, killing four of them with accurate, force-filled strikes. 


Then, in this moment of rushing adrenaline, Grifyn caught sight of droplets of blood in the air. As if time slowed down itself, Grifyn saw each drop of blood make a trail, down to his left lower abdomen, where a dagger had pierced him. Blood dripped from the edge of the hilt, with most of its blade etched deep within Grifyn's flesh. Pain slowly ringed from the wound, as blood began to gush out and create puddles of crimson life-fluid on the ground where he stood.


Another came, this time from the east. A serrated short sword struck down from his right shoulder, and out the back of his right rib. Once more, Grifyn witnessed as his very own blood gushed out of this wound. The pain grew and grew, and he became weaker. His sight slowly blurred out, his breathing started to be heavier. He predicted more attacks to arrive, and knew exactly where they would come from, but had no time nor energy left to dodge or even block them. A spear pierced through his chest, missing his heart by mere inches, and causing him to cough out blood. Then, a wooden club struck his head with such blunt force, sending him flying backwards, and causing him to get dazed. He was just a meter away from the mercenary group, he raised his left hand with great difficulty, as if desperately asking to be rescued.


He tried to crawl over there. But he was as slow as an exhausted sloth, and he was already wounded too much.


He dragged his own body with what's left of his resolve and consciousness, heading towards the outpost. Then, an arrow flew towards him and pierced his left leg, pinning him down, just half a meter away from his allies. He growled, and shouted. He will not give up.


He will not die here. 


That is what he hoped.








DICE LOG:



1. Ally Norhad Swords bonus roll - 6, 4, 6, 3, 5, 4, 4 (32 Total)
2. Grif Arte 1 #1 - N/A (Success)


    7 CCA left


3. Grif ATK Roll #1 - 6 (Success)


    6 CCA left


4. Grif ATK Roll #2 - 3 (Success)


    5 CCA left


5. Grif ATK Roll #1 - 5 (Success)


    4 CCA left


6. Grif ATK Roll #2 - 3 (Success)


    3 CCA left


7. Morgog 1 ATK Roll #1 - 6(Success)
    2 CCA left


8. Morgog 2 ATK Roll #1 - 5(Success)
    2 CCA left
9. Morgog 3 ATK Roll #1 - 4(Success)
    2 CCA left
10. Morgog 4 ATK Roll #1 - 3(Success)
    2 CCA left
11. Morgog 5 ATK Roll #1 - 3(Success)
    2 CCA left
    





FINAL STATS:



Grif - HP: 1, SE: 3, CCA: 3, ATK: 0, DEF: 3, EVA: 3, DEFSE: 1, EVASE: 2
  Defeated 7 Morgogs, Received 1 HP damage from Morgog 1, Received 1 HP damage from Morgog 2, Received 1 HP damage from Morgog 3, Received 1 HP damage from Morgog 4, Received 1 HP damage from Morgog 5, 


Morgog 1 - HP: 3, CCA: 2, ATK: 2


  Dealt 1 HP damage to Grif


Morgog 2 - HP: 3, CCA: 2, ATK: 2


  Dealt 1 HP damage to Grif


Morgog 3 - HP: 3, CCA: 2, ATK: 2


  Dealt 1 HP damage to Grif


Morgog 4 - HP: 3, CCA: 2, ATK: 2


  Dealt 1 HP damage to Grif


Morgog 5 - HP: 3, CCA: 2, ATK: 2


  Dealt 1 HP damage to Grif


Ally Norhad Swords - N/A


  Inflicted 32 HP damage to 3rd Morgog wave
 



Tags: @Shin Positron Laser
 

 

[MsPolite]

Belluam Sansuis


Location: Norhad Swords Headquarters


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D. 2 pm


HP:12 / SE: 2 / CCA: 9



      A young woman with sleek black hair came up beside Belluam. Belluam notice her confidence and an aura of blood lust around her. The woman reminded Belluam of her self and she liked it. Belluam smiled as her question, and grinned wildly at the smell of charred morgog flesh. "Delightful." Bell said. "But I'm sorry to say girl, you already lost." Belluam followed with a quick laugh the skewing another greeny through the face. "that's another one for me Welp!" Belluam jeered at Kairi


      Then there was a shift in the battle line suddenly. It was a subtle change that only Veterans can feel. But it was there none the less. The green skinned hordes were now pressing harder, taking inch by inch pushing Belluam's squad back. It was apparent to her somewhere along the battle line one of the Norhad units broke. The Vice commander began to look around frantically for a fallen comrade and saw a hand reached up as if begging for someone to save him. Belluam paled then muttered a curse as she realized it was Gryfin. "You girl take my men, they are yours to command 'cept these two." Belluam pointed to two random guys as she commanded Kairi. Belluam then began to charge threw the horde with the two mercenaries at her side. As a Morgog got in the way they pushed or shoved or hacked them to pieced and any blows bell would have taken where blocked by her Merc brothers. But as they arrived to save Gryfin an axe came hurling towards them and embed itself in Bell's back. "Fuck! Shit did I pull my back?" she cursed as she put a hand on her hip as if sshe were an old hag. The Mercs looked at her and Belluam snapped. "What the fuck are yall looking at me git him ta safety or I'll have yer asses!" Belluam barked at her troops. Belluam turned back towards the horde again in time to be struck by a club. She spun around, blood dripping from her mouth. Another Morgog  stabbed her with a dirk and roared in her face as if to intimidate her. Belluam did not shrink and roared back then punching him away. She stood their facing a horde of enemies with her weapons to her side and blood slowly seeping threw her armor to stain the ground and smiled for the next assault.


Belluam ATK rolls: 5, 4, 2, 1


Ns rolls: 6, 5


Morgog rolla: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1


total kills= 4


Character Name: Belluam Sansuis


Current Character Statistics:


HP: 9


SE: 2


CCA: 5


ATK: 4


DEF: 4


EVA: 1


@Shin Positron Laser@Reinhardt@Kairikudo (btw I gave 5 ns troops to Kaira and two of mine left carring gryfin)

 

[Kairikudo]

Kairi Kudo
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Location: OxFam Ridge, first outpost
​

​

HP: 9/10


SE: 6/24


CCA: 11


ATK: 3


DEF: 3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1


Arte lvl 2


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors




Energy Vile



"Oh I've lost have I?" Kairi asked with a grin on her lips. "Don't count me out just yet, the game has only begun~" she hummed, with out her noticing a Morgog swung at her, hitting her in the shoulder. Her head turned towards the Morgog. (Kairi -1HP)


"Now, now. Have some patience will you, can't you see I am setting up a little game?" The Morgog was a bit..confused. Kairi rolled her eyes and swung her sword. The Morgog tried jumping away but got cut across the stomach. (Morgog -2 HP) it looked up to scowl at the swords woman, but as it looked up she had pierced the creature in the stomach, the sharp side of the blades pointing in a direction up towards his head. (Morgog-2 HP) Its head slowly looking up at her seeing the psychotic glint in her eyes shaking it's head no as if to say don't. She then suddenly pulled then upwards cutting the Morgog into thirds.


"Well look at that, you killed one, but so did I" Kairi Jeered back at Belluam. All of a sudden the joyous ties the two had turned. Belluam seemed to be a little more frantic, as if searching for something, or someone. That was never a good sign. Kairi looked at Belluam as she ordered her to take control of Belluams fighters. "Very well." Kairi herself had become more serious. Her eyes landing on Gryfin who wagon the brink of death.


'That damn bastard! He better not get himself killed by these pathetic whelps!'


she thought to herself, though not out of concern for his well being as a friend, not even as a fellow comrade. She vowed that SHE would be the one to kill that cocky bastard. If he thought she was just going to let that go, then he was wrong. Though seeing him injured brought others to mind. She had begun to wander of Turian and even if Donar were alright. That other Sarah girl she didn't give two shots about. Hell that girl wanted all of them to die in this battle. Even Kairi saw that the outcome of this battle didn't look well at all, but fished was to die,then she will die taking as many of these sons of bitches out with her. 


Her eyes scoped the scene, determining the best coarse of action. She noticed that the Morgogs had started to gang up in the direction Belluam had run off too. Kairi eyes squinting as she got a better look to see that she was already injured. 


"Archers! Cover us from behind. The rest of you follow me and cover me!" She said in a cold tone. A few of the men jumped but the archers prepared their bows. Kairi and the rest followed her towards Belluam. The archers began their onslaught of arrows as Kairi and the swords man cut through the lines. Kairi had finally reached Belluam, standing beside her once more.


"You know, you can't win the bet if you're dead." She said with her blades ready as the next wave grew closer to the two.



"Our odds aren't looking out so well, so I say if we are to die here, then let's take as many of these Assholes out with us" she stated with her grin coming back across her lips.



Stats:


HP: 8/10


SE: 6/24


CCA: 7/11


ATK: 0/3


DEF: 2/3


EVA: 1


Personal Artes


Arte lvl 1


Arte lvl 2


Support Tech


Artes Multi-cast lvl 1


Items:


Item Slot 1: Blue Strawberry


Item Slot 2: Armband of Warriors



Energy Vile

Morgogs killed: 8


Morgog attack: 3


Kairis defense:1


Kairis attack1: 3


Morgog def: 2


Kairi attack 2 and 3: 6, 4


Damage taken: 1


@MsPolite

 

[Jack Rakan]

Donar


Date: Feusen 8th 997 C.Y.A.D.


2:00 pm
OxFam Ridge, The First Outpost


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HP: 8 SE: 11 CCA: 9 ATK: 4 DEF: 3 DEFSE: 1 EVA: 4


Donar made his way through the battlefield. For his own sake, he sped around avoiding confrontation.


He ordered the Archery group to fire upon the Morgogs as they tried getting close to him, the arrows as stuck their targets as donar rushed past them.


A Morgog came and attacked him from the side, it looked like it was weakened by one of the arrows earlier. It tired sticking him but he held his sword and blocked the attack, he then sidestepped and Struck it's Leg hard cutting it's leg off before Donar quickly backed off. Thats when he realized the situation they were in, the fight was maddening. His commander instinct woke up at that moment, he saw the foolishness of Sarah's attack, and the wounded Grif


They were rock pebbles trying to hold up a river.


He looked around, and then came to his decision, if they didnt retreat now, they would be overun.... They need to get back behind the walls, it was more defensible with the walls. They could also hold out longer inside, and then they could also make for preparations to retreat from the place entirely. Even with sarah's threat to be killed for running away may have allowed these men to be reckless, but Donar isn't going to waste lives right now because of battle ready maniacs.


With a large and powerful voice, Donar yelled across the battlefield, "RETREAT! FALL BACK TO THE OUTPOST, WE'LL HOLD OUR GROUND THERE!" His voice held a similar boom sound a commander would make, as it made many enemies and allies jump at his sudden loud roar.. He didnt know if this would work, but if they dont do this then everyone will die. He then prepared himself for either a possible clash with the fellow Lieutenant, or hopefully a sense of understanding would arise in the overly patriotic woman.


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HP: 8 


SE: 11


CCA: 4


ATK: 1


DEF: 2


DEFSE: 1


EVA: 4


Donar:


DEF: 1,1,


ATK: 6 hit, 2,3 fail.


Morgog:


one hit: 5,


fail: 1


Archers:


4,4,4,4,5,3,1=25

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

Book 1
​

Chapter 1
​

Verse 4
​

​

Title: Strained Relations
​

Location: Milestone Fort, Norhad Swords Headquarters
​

Date: Feusen 11th 997 C.Y.A.D. Afternoon 2 pm
​

" A Tree may take years to grow. An Axe may take it down in a day. "
- [SIZE= 16px]Wayist Proverb[/SIZE]
​

[COLOR= rgb(255, 0, 0)]TIMESHIFT in effect [/COLOR]
​

[SIZE= 16px]Epilogue[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]The Oxfam Outpost was in danger of being overrun. Mercenary after mercenary were being taken down, ones like Grifyn ( @Reinhardt ) were near deaths door. Even the mighty Commander Belluam Sansuis' ( @MsPolite ) bloodlust could not match the wave of Morgogs rushing her. Eventually Lieutenant Donar (  @Jack Rakan )called for a retreat to which many such as Pryonn ( @Unwavering Knight ) and Kairi ( @Kairikudo ) had to respond despite they and their men putting great effort. The order can in direct violation of Lieutenant Miliarium's orders regarding the battle. Her fury towards this cowardice was great indeed. As she suspected, they all had weak of no ideals, only serving for their own convenience. She felt extremely foolish to believe such persons would die defending their fellow countrymen. Hesitantly, she too was forced return to the confines of the Outposts walls. The artillery continued to fire but with no one preventing the Morgogs from reaching the Gates, they would soon be torn down. All were anxious, as the Gates were being hacked by brute force. The bludgeoning of wood and iron felt like the knocking of Death at their door. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Suddenly, as if from nowhere, a humongous wave of water raised up from the West, two or three times the height of the walls. Those positioned on the wall quickly jumped to the ground to avoid being swept by it.  The Wave of water enveloped the Morgogs nearest to the Outpost, washing away nearly 200 of them into the Meridian Ocean. This event happened another 2 times. Then moments after the third wave of water, a thunderous roar of dozens of cannons was heard. From the south end, the promised reinforcements descended and hovered just above the outpost. All three NSS scout airships and as well as a Battleship, the HMAS Great Fox. The order was given for the NSS scouts to pursue the enemy as they retreated, as far as the contested region while the Great Fox helped secure the group and the Outpost. Nearly 80% of the group sustained some form of injury with 20% of that figure in critical condition. The battleship carried military medical staff to help treat the wounded. [/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]By the afternoon of the 10th, all Norhad Swords Assets were heading back home, leaving behind the Great Fox as a temporary guard of the Outpost until a more permanent solution could be designed. Back at the Headquarters, the expeditionary force lead by Master Commander Antarah had already returned that day and awaited eagerly  as their comrades came back from a most brutal encounter with the enemy. [/SIZE]


@Helral


@Creekstar


@Kairikudo


@Reinhardt


@Unwavering Knight


@cokemonster


@JayfeatherRaven


@Andromeda Arc


@Constantin


@MsPolite

 

[MsPolite]

Belluam Sansuis


Location: Milestone Fort, Norhad Swords Headquarter's Tavern


Date: Feusen 11th 997 C.Y.A.D. Afternoon 2 pm





     "Fuck I'ma gettin old!" Belluam yelled at the top of her lungs with a half empty bottle of gorzalka. A new expensive alcohol that was clear and quite strong. Belluam was scratching the bandages around her wounds as they were getting itchy and her back began to ache. Belluam was sitting at the bar wearing pants, leather boots a blouse with a sash and a robe over it as well as a bandana holding her hair back. "EY! Ima need some o' yur best mead to!" Belluam shouted to the bartender. The bartender looked at her unfinished bottle and smirked. He didn't need to rush just yet. The bartender probably knew The vice Commander better than anyone in the whole fort. He was an older gentleman with maybe eight years Belluam's senior with graying hair. He has been with the Mercenary fort since its inceptions and has been distilling buy and selling alcohol since. He Knew everything that went on in the fort. All the soldiers little secrets and all the captains and commanders that ever passed through here. And seeing as he spent many a night serving Belluam as one of his most avid drinkers, it was almost natural to know almost everything about her. More than the Commander Antarah himself. Although Belluam was unaware of all the little secrets she spilled to the humble ole bartender. "Ey! Mr. Tender!" Belluam called. It was her nickname for him. He looked up from cleaning glasses. "Where in the Hell! Didja get this shit from?" Belluam asked holding up the clear bottle of Gorzalka.


     "It's from the Kingdom of Lanark ole Dame of Flame! freshly imported. Its also know as fire water elsewhere." Belluam smiled then laughed after hearing her nickname from ages past. Bellaum was once called the Dame of the Flame as Female knights were known as Dames. Although Belluam was never a knight nor never will be.


"Ha ya flirt! Tryin to get on my good side now are ya now? Thinking you could sucker me into paying ya a bit extra?"


"Would of never of occurred to me to do so Ms. Sansuis!" Mr. Tender responded with a sly smile.  


Belluam slammed down the bottle and let out a loud single "Ha!"


"Damn yur dapper ways ya old dog. Let me tell you; You make me feel like a old crone, calling me Ms. Mrs. and Dame or lady." Belluam took another swig hardly able to contain her laughter and gushing out the clear liquid all over her.


     "But you know..." Belluam began as she set down her now empty bottle. "It might be time I start acting my age. I'm 38 Mr. Tender, almost 40 without a husband or children. Nor do I have a protégé... I'm 38 for god's sake and still acting like a brazen maiden. Might be time I start acting like a proper lady instead of drinking my life away..." Her eyes glossed over with memories as she stared blankly into the bottle. She brought the bottle up to take another swig but soon found out it was empty.


"god Damit Mr. Tender where the hell is my mead?!" Belluam began to yell. Mr. Tender's smile wore off as a more serious attitude over took his jovial one.


Now it was time to rush 


Dolor'Flamma Sansuis


Location: Milestone Fort, Norhad Swords Headquarters: Antarah's Office


Date: Feusen 11th 997 C.Y.A.D. Afternoon 2 pm/monthly_2016_12/58400d97d5611_MEFUNGUY-7cb31e601bcd849c224d4aea4d937ac6.jpg.8bad07926300bab456a7f0b5eaa96832.jpg


     There was a young beautiful woman in scarlet robes walking through out the fort. But despite her bright attention grabbing attire, she slipped in without notice. she just walked as she pleased as if she had a veil that caused people to ignore her. Or maybe she did... This woman wore a large Scarlet "traditional" wizard hat and carried a spear she used as her staff. As she walked she would stop every now and then to ask for directions until she found the commanders Office. As one person was just leaving the Scarlet woman slipped in and sat down.She crossed her legs and held on to her staff with one hand and leaned on the arm rest wither free arm. Then with an arrogant smirk plastered on her face she said  "Knock Knock Commander."


@Shin Positron Laser