Fantasy The Valerian Chronicles: Second Crusade (VC:SC)

[Archdemon]

Fen'Harel
Location: Forest near the prancing pony

An Elven man was out in the forest, bow in hand, ready to hunt for some actual food that day. Being out on the run doesn't give you many options for food or money when you have to protect the princess 24/7. Suddenly he spot movement near the bushes about 10-20 feet away, slowly he readied his bow and placed an arrow on the handle, ready to fire. Out came a deer, and as quickly as it came it quickly died. The man shot the deer straight into its heart, killing it. He went over and retrieved the arrow and began to carry the corpse back to his makeshift camp.

When he arrived back he saw Anora just waiting around, and dumped the deer close to camp but far enough to make sure the blood wounding soak anything. He was going to skin it, it may be beneficial for him to teach Anora how to survive in the wilderness.

"Anora, if we're going to be on the run like this, you should know a few things about how to survive. Come here, let me show you how to properly skin an animal. Should I ever not be here, it is best if you know how to take care of yourself."

FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

Bailey & Alex O'Connor
The O'Connor House
P Paint The Wind
Smiling softly, Bailey looked at Arabelle. "Good morning Arabelle. I'm fine, and I've gathered a few things I think would be helpful with out little quest." She said, taking half of Alex's hand, who wasn't in the mood to talk just then. "Ari wants us to meet at the Prancing Pony. And Tyr has already left apperantly. We should get going as soon as you're ready," She told her friend, running her free hand through her hair. Bailey was still rather on edge about being here, but refused to mention that fact. Alex could tell, he was a little uneasy as well, but he really liked having a bed to sleep in. Especially if it was in his home.

 

[FireMaiden]

Anora Liara
Forest Near the Prancing Pony
Archdemon
She remained calm upon seeing Fen'Harel, but her nose wrinkled at the sight of the deer. "But I don't want to hurt it," She stated. However, Anora was Well aware of it being dead. It was pityful, living in a world where so much death was nesecary, it pained her, even at such a young age. "Also, is skinning it so close to our bedrooms a good idea? Shouldn't it be further away so other animals can get it's..." She was about to say insides but stopped because the smell of blood finally hit her. Her face twisted into an odd mixture of fear and grief as the young queen fell silent, hugging onto JoJo while she looked away. Flashes of what happened at the castle passed in front of her eyes, leaving her knuckles white as she gripped onto her stuffed animal companion.

 

[Safety Hammer]

He then sat down while the rest had their own conversation.........until he saw something familiar. "HOLY FUCK!! FUCKING TYR!!" Ari yelled. Bailey fucking lied to him. She got him good. He went over to him. "Bailey said you went missing. What the hell happened?" Ari said and sat beside him.
@Safety Hammer

Tyr looked over at the person who had called his name, and smiled at his long time friend. Though with seeing his face, Ari would notice that the Tyr he used to know was no longer there. Tyr, rather than shout a happy greeting, greeted him with a quiet, tired hug.
"Hey..." He said quietly, his voice sounding more tame than it did five years ago. "I.. It's a long story. I'll have to tell you some time."

 

[Jenzo]

“Huh?”

Aseal attention was drawn again to the words White Magic Caster. Glancing behind him, he noticed the woman who descended from the sky the other day has emerged from her quarters. It seems she has made a full recovery since the last time he had seen her. Pushing himself of the banister, he took a few steps forward towards the woman to address her. “If you're looking for the one that mended you, she is right over there.” Aseal gestured towards Anna with a quick jab of his thumb. “Its good to see you up and about sky maiden.” The man jested not actually know her name. In truth, he only knew a few names here. The others whose names he didn’t know only came to him by the alias he secretly has given them.
Damafaud Mention: @ Allibi

 

[Hanarei]

Lucille Irebrook
​

Lucille looked to Beatrice with excitement as soon as she spoke. She was gleeful to finally have someone around who spoke such a language. She had never imagined she would have such a chance, she had been worried it was all just a big hoax that there were people who spoke it, well at least the types who were more likely to ignore you if not easily dispatch you without a single thought. She nearly bounced in her own step, looking towards her with her eye focused on the woman.

"Coi ui|ulph zyak d'nag ekess nymuer coi ekik haiyear! Si nurti itrewic ekess..." The girl spoke the language back, sounding as if she was rather fluent in it for those who might not be familiar to the language. For Beautrice it was likely much more noticable with the accent it wasn't a native language for her, fumbling a little in how it was spoken primarily for the sake of having not learned by actively speaking to others with it. As much as her books helped her to learn the language, it could never be a tool to perfectly master any form of language without actively speaking it to a native speaker. Unfortunately she was cut off by a rather stern man yelling at Beatrice making her cower back a little bit uncertain how to react.

"You really do need to ease up a little bit Lucy." Feir spoke in a hushed tone to Lucille as she glanced at him, seeming a bit uneasy at the situation before them as she cowered back a bit. She heard a voice, glancing over seeing the other person from the night before as she seemed to be talking to her. She blinked looking towards her. She seemed a bit timid, perhaps mentioning her not sounding very confident in a way didn't help to instill that in her.

"Oh... um.. s.. sorry, I don't mean to." She spoke looking a bit more awkward. It didn't help what she said only made things that much more odd helping to make Lucille come up that much more meek. She heard a voice looking over to see Vale. She bit her bottom lip, her own enthusiastic nature in part suppressed by what had just happened making her much more quiet not really finding the words to say any response to her, granted she truthfully couldn't say anything that could be helpful anyways.

Bakuyoshi GreenEyedStranger Damafaud (Area) Kylesar1 Allibi

 

[Kylesar1]

Elaina Waesmor​

The Circle focused in completely and was all absorbed by Elaina. A flower flair that was on her dress with the Valkyrie Wings started to glow. This was where all her stored magic went. She stood up, checked to see if all her stuff was on her person, then addressed the person who spoke to her, starting with an apology. "Sorry. I was just finishing up my Valkyrie Ritual. I'm Elaina Waesmor, Valkyrie in training and daughter to Ari." She pointed to him. "Nice to meet you Anna." She looked around. "I didn't know so many people wanted to take down King Alreos. Why did you want to come?"
Allibi

Ari Waesmor​

Ari clapped Tyr on the back, noticing his more tame demeanor. Obviously something happened, but Ari wouldn't have him dwell on it. "I ain't forcing you to say a thing. You're back, but you look like you need to sleep though. We're setting out today to take down Alreos and we'll need you at full capacity."
Ari ordered wine. This early, something strong was unnecessary. When he got it, it flashed white. Detox to reduce the potency of the alcohol. VERY useful in drinking contests. "Where's your waifu?"
Safety Hammer





Ethan Coleman
Ethan had spent the night getting healed up from the arrow he took. With that in mind, he got almost no sleep. Didn't really matter though. Since he was revived by Alreos, he was immortal as well. While he still needed sustenance, he didn't need anywhere near as much as the normal squirrel or human. He could go 3 days without sleep before it started to take an effect on his mind and body. Instead, he read a book. "Geez," he said, wincing as he stood up. He let his guard down and that cost him dearly. Took him an hour to finally stop the bleeding. Not even Enchanted Bandages could stop it. Ari had injected a blood thinning poison in it, making him bleed a ton. Ethan closed the book he was reading. The Tyranny of King Valerian. An epic tale of the Crusaders. He wanted to learn about the Crusaders and how they worked. He specifically studied Ari's parts and how he worked. Poison and that Basilisk. He didn't even use his Nature Magic outside of summoning snakes, his basilisk, and intoxicating whatever he touched. Yet numerous news articles showed him using a diverse set of Nature-Related magic and he made up the spell Stillpiercer, a standard learn for Archers now for the Ravinian Army.
In terms of his favorite, that went to Tyr by far. Tyr was straightforward. Ari? FAR from it..........
He set the book down and racked his mind for some form of counter. He went out to Marianne's keep and knocked. He had to FIND it via the maids. He'd never talked at length with her. She was a mage, him a magicless knight, who needed the Omni Sword to use any semblance of magic. He didn't really talk to humans anyways. Most of them looked down on him or kept treating like a cuddlestick. "Hey, we have to report in to His Majesty this morning." The report about their mission to gauge mercenary support and capture if at all possible. They had a good report for who would support the Crusaders, but they also needed a casualty report to get Wanted Flyers printed
revior

 

[revior]

Marianne Basil
​

Marianne had rested well on the previous night. After all that walking and moving about she was glad to finally be able to lie down in her own bed. Morning came in no time at all for her, and in that she found great pity. Perhaps today I'll sleep in, just a little, she thought to herself. But as she buried her faced into her pillow in order avoid the sunlight, there came a knock on her door. Who could it be? She wondered, it must be an occurrence of great urgency for them to disturb her so early in the morning. Or perhaps it's someone from the inquisition? And here I thought they've all gone and followed Alreos to his little crusade.

Summoning all of her will, Marianne pushed herself away from the comfort of her bed and answered the door, and to her surprise she saw a face she did not expect to see. Taking advantage of this opening, a creature of fluffy snow-white fur slipped though between her ankles and went dashing out the door, only to be caught by a hand made of a mass of darkness that extends from Marianne's shadow.

"Nice try, Lars, but you'll be staying in the room." Marianne said to her cat before turning towards Ethan, "And good morning to you as well, Ethan, fancy seeing you here."

"Ah yes, the report. I suppsoe we'll have to do that, but is Alreos ever around to listen to it? Surely you've heard, that Alreos just went and gone on a crusade last night."

Besides, she thought, it's not as if there's much to report on. The Crusaders are well and gathering strength. The casualties are one sided and the mission was a failure with absolutely nothing gained in return. Not to mention that it's not something you'd want to tell Alreos about face to face either. It'd be great if they could just skip it altogether.
Kylesar1

 

[Bakuyoshi]

Beatrice was overjoyed to hear anyone speak it and could not help but fire back "si tepohada thric ulhyrr munthreki ornla tepoha vin halkiv persvek hesi xanalre. si jikahshia thric munthrek ornla xoal ekess yor wer xanalre." Though when Beatrice said it the language had a harsher accent then when Lucille had spoke in it.

Hanarei

 

[Hanarei]

Lucille Irebrook
​

Lucille was quite upbeat to hear the woman respond back in part. She was esctatic to be able to hear a language she had studied so much in books being spoken back to her. She could already tell just from hearing it despite the literature helping to prenounce it, it didn't seem to be completely correct, though it could of easily been a part of her dialect that differed from her books. Still she couldn't help but notice her way of speaking the language lacked a lot of harshness the language seemed to ooze when she spoke it. She wasn't quite sure even if she spent time around others and spoke it all the time if she was even capable of speaking it.

"Of coarse! It's a very old language that has been around much longer then most languages! It's not usual for it to be written down in ancient ruins or books, specially in magic, a lot of magecraft is said to of originate from draconic! It has such a rich heritage that it makes it such a valuable language to learn!" She began to rave speaking out in common in her excitement. She smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of her head realizing she had slipped back to using common. It wasn't likely a real serious issue though she couldn't help but feel a bit rude herself for switching back.

"Bivai, si itrewica vi fothisev di sio vur bihainwor spical ekess common. Si tira ti jatil ekess qe cotose." She spoke bowing her head lightly in apology. Feir remained quiet, sitting on her shoulder simply observing. Unlike Lucille he hadn't the slightest clue about Draconic or any other languages for that matter. While he was 'connected' to Lucille it wasn't quite the same as the connection most summoners had to their summons. Typically a summoned creature would be able to have at least an understanding of what their summoner wanted even if they couldn't fully understand them, but in the case of himself he didn't have any sort of link to help him with that.

"Bivai sjek sia pronunciation ui stoda, si nurti ukrisa ekess tikilvi ghoros zahae coi. Si yora coi de urcaxir throdeniltivi turasjiric." She apologized again though being less drastic in her apology fumbling a bit in response trying to finally ease herself back a bit more.

Bakuyoshi

 

[Paint The Wind]

Arabelle nodded softly and tied her blindfold over her eyes. “I’m ready when you are,” she said, taking a deep breath. She had her bag over her shoulder. She went outside with Bailey and Alex. She mounted Ivy. “Alex, want to ride with me, or Mommy?” She has a kind smile on her face. She could tell he had been hurt before, it was fairly obvious. She wanted him to feel safe with her.

FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

Bailey & Alex O'Connor
The O'Connor House
P Paint The Wind
Bailey nodded, "Let's get going then." Leaving the house, she shut and locked the door once Arabelle was out, pleased to see that Ari's horse had returned from where ever it had wondered off too, and Ivy of course was still there. Alex approached Ivy.

"I want to ride with you again Aunt Arabelle," Alex said, a small yawn invading his words. Baikey chuckled, hapoy to see he had already warmed up to Arabelle. It always took him a while, but this was great. Bailey mounted the other horse, running a ha d through her hair, before stretching as she waited for Arabelle to get ready. As soon as she was, they'd be off.

 

[Allibi]

Anna Dawnne​

"I didn't know so many people wanted to take down King Alreos. Why did you want to come?"

"Well, I would be lying if I'm not fed up with Alreos hunting me down. And also you guys could use a healer around." She replied casually, as she smiled back at Elaina. Pondering what's next on the agenda, she voiced out her opinion openly. "Should we need at least some relic that could either take Alreos down, or nullify his powers ?"

Remembering what she needed to prepare, she took out one of the two uncharged gems from yesterday's battle, and flipped it like a coin in her palm. Invisibly charging the gem with magical energy.

Kylesar1 Hanarei Jenzo Safety Hammer Damafaud GreenEyedStranger

 

[GreenEyedStranger]

Keara turned away from the shy girl. Enough people were pestering her already, she would feel guilty to intrude.

Aside from that, she noticed even more new arrivals. Keara started growing anxious as the crowd increased... which of them would try to kill her for the crimes of her people?

Anyways, she had plenty of time to introduce herself later...

As Keara overheard talk of strategy, she slowly drifted to the side of the conversation to listen intently...

Keara could feel light magic emanating from Anna. A threat to be sure, she thought quietly in her head.

“We all have our reasons.”

She answered quietly, her tentacles relatively still to reflect her calm.

Allibi Kylesar1 Hanarei Jenzo Safety Hammer Damafaud

 

[Paint The Wind]

Arabelle smiled and picked up the little boy, making sure he was comfortable. She rubbed his arm gently. “Hold on tight, okay?” She already adored Alex, and she would do anything to protect him. She had wanted children for so long, but now that Leon had been killed, she didn’t think she would ever have any. She squeezed Ivy’s sides and the horse moved ahead, and the little crew made their way to the Prancing Pony. She dismounted and helped Alex do the same.

FireMaiden Kylesar1

 

[Bakuyoshi]

Beatrice had to think for a moment. Ever since she's been here she was unable to talk properly. And now this Lucille has landed right in front of her. Ari's child was a translator but Beatrice needed to learn the common language. And she doubted the child would be a good teacher.

"si dartak ekess tor nomeno di wux lucille shar si rigluin creolna ekess swasin ihk ve. vur korja mrith batobot creolna ekess anku ve dout xanalre. sjek wux tir nomeno si geou xurwk jiil inglatai. ir si geou visp wux tivol wux huven ekess vucot. whether coi qe svaust si mi usv svabol sia zaneunisal ui hefoc. vur jiilral, si geou stand lae dout shivi. sjek vin irlym confnic ghent wux astahii geou tepoha ekess gethrisj erekess ve. vucoti coi seems hefoc vi sumf shar si rigluin creol idol ekess renthisj ekess fronah tenpiswo."

Hanarei

 

[Birdsie]

mikolayev (Since you weren't responding, I'll just assume that Molyoz and Alreos struck a deal of: "You don't touch my mortals and I don't touch yours and we'll meet every Sunday night for a round of poker and to discuss our evil plans.")

Alreos
Castle Riverskull

The throne room was mostly empty, except for a god on his throne and a clown performing tricks in front of his bored figure. Sammaster stood far away, in the faraway corner of the large chamber, with his back taking the support of a pillar and his arms folded. Other than these three, no one was inside the throne room. Not even guards who were usually present, for appearance's sake if not for security detail.

The jester ran and jumped. He cartwheeled and he tricked. But no manner of tricks he pulled out from under his sleeve could contain the boredom of the god before him. Alreos, sitting on his throne, watched with bored eyes as he finally rose his hand, ordering the jester to stop.

"This is a sad display. You should be ashamed of yourself," he blanky said, staring expressionlessly. The jester felt his stomach sink.

"I'm-I'm-I'm...." He stopped, his eyes revealing terror. He gulped and continued slowly, hyperventilating in fear between words. "... I'm sorry! P-Please, m'lord!... Give me some time and I'll think of something." He looked like his life was over, breathing as if he had just suffered and lived through a seizure.

He spoke quickly, "Why? Everything you could possibly come up with has already been done. Isn't that sad? Isn't that..." Alreos paused, looking up for a moment as if searching inspiration before looking down at the jester again. He finished slowly, "Kind of depressing, don't you think?"

"I..." He wanted to speak, but Alreos cut him off,

"Come now, tell me your opinion. Be honest. Is this job even fulfilling for you? I'd hate to know that out of the two of us, I'm not the only one wholly dissatisfied." The god frowned deeply, bringing the jester's heart pain.

He looked away from the god, not capable of containing the shame. Alreos' presence, however, as a divinity, was overwhelming for mortals. After a long moment, the jester looked up slowly and after three seconds, his eyes found their paths crossing with Alreos'. As Alreos looked, he saw that the jester met him with tearful eyes.

"My whole life... it's... it's... it's just a waste." His watered eyes released their load, as streaks of black make-up flowed with them from his eyes. "I've... I've... my parents... they told me it's a good job. I thought it was a good job! But truth is - no one is ever impressed. Why would they? Arcane tricksters live at every corner alley and do their tricks for smaller fees! I have no way to provide for myself, let alone start a family!"

Alreos saw grief in that moment. Alreos' deep frown became a neutral expression. He spoke slowly, with a modicum of sympathy for the crying jester, "There is no argument there, you've wasted your life. It saddens me deeply to know that piss-poor cantrip-throwers took away a job from a hard-working Ravinian." He looked away, to his subordinate in the corner. "Shall we do something about this, Sammaster?"

In response, the dark knight unfolded his arms. He approached the two. Sammaster turned to the jester. "Do you want me to kill the mages or---"

"No, by Rhygar's Virtue, Sammaster, no!" Alreos interjected before it was too late.

Sammaster stared at the jester, who was still crying. The knight's head very slowly turned in the direction of Alreos, wordlessly.

"Sammaster, NO!"

Sammaster muttered something under his breath that may have been 'Sammaster, YES.'

"NO! I have other means to deal with this. Non-violent means!"

He stretched his hands to his sides with open palms in excitement."But violence is SO MUCH FUN!"

Alreos and Sammaster began to have a philosophical debate on the nature of violence and why it was or wasn't the answer to every problem. The jester slowly calmed down, his breathing still shaken, but his mind more at peace. As he saw God himself argue a dark knight over whether or not strangling someone counts as violence or not, he suddenly interrupted their quarrel by throwing himself to the floor and grovelling before them.

"So, NO. Choking and strangling are entirely differen--" Alreos stopped when he saw the jester on the ground, "What are you doing?"

"Apologizing, my lord," the jester explained, muffled as his face was against the ground.

"For what?"

"Crying, my lord."

Alreos whispered to Sammaster, uncertain of the cultural precision of the tradition regarding apologies in these times. "Is that something warranting an apology?"

Sammaster whispered back. "In the military, yes. In the circus, I'm not sure."

Alreos looked at the jester, staring. Three long seconds passed, and Alreos was hit by inspiration. An idea to kill two birds with one stone. Picture a metaphorical torch lighting up above his head to display the brilliance of getting said idea. He clicked his fingers and smiled at the jester.

"Arise!"

The jester complied.

"What is your name?"

"D-Daniel. No title or surname."

"Well, then, Daniel of no-title-or-surname!" Alreos' body blinked and he suddenly appeared beside Daniel, wrapping his arm around his back. "Have you ever wanted to become an adventurer? Powerful, with magical items and special powers? Exploring exotic lands and seeing the most voracious and mystical of livestock? Becoming a hero or villain all across the land?"

"H-Hero, I'd prefer hero." Daniel gulped, raising an objection. "B-but, my lord. There's a slight issue with what I think you're about to propose, methinks."

"Namely?" Alreos asked curtly.

"I'm too old for that. I'm almost fifty."

Alreos snorted. "Pffft! Mortality? Aging?" Alreos rolled his eyes smugly. He waved his hand dismissively. "PUH-LEEZE, Daniel! By the time we're done here, death will be no more than an inconvenience to you! A bad joke! Like that trick you pulled with a toy snake falling out of your sleeve and whatnot!"

Daniel wasn't so sure about this. "Uhm... I'm not questioning your power, sire. But how... will... you do that... exactly...?..." After a moment, he added hastily, with respect: "If I may ask?"

Alreos clicked his fingers. Daniel's slightly-wrinkled skin returned to a youthful demeanor and his hair grew shorter, just as did his body. With a turn of his wrist, Alreos summoned a mirror for Daniel to look into. "Like that."

Daniel was visibly shocked but didn't say anything. "Now, then. Sammaster will show you to the Royal Armory. Take anything you want. And after you do, I have your first quest for a good start on your adventuring career." Alreos, without warning, pushed Daniel into Sammaster's grasp.

Sammaster sighed. "This way," he said with some enmity.

Alreos waved as they walked away, then turned around and conjured a green, crystal orb. Soon, it glowed and within its depths, it showed him an image of the adventurers. He looked, heard, and understood what they were doing. Alreos smirked smugly. Were they thinking he didn't know what they were up to? They barely registered as a threat to him, but ants can be annoying. And such annoyances must be quelled.

It's like a bad case of hemorrhoids. Ultimately non-lethal, but they can still be a pain in the ass.

"We're setting out today to take down Alreos [...]"

As soon as he said that sentence, Ari would feel a tremendous presence creep over him, as well as a whisper from the depths of his mind. Perhaps he would explain it as him mishearing, or hallucinating, or any of these things. What did Ari hear? A single sentence:

"We'll see about that."

(Will post a CS for Daniel later. Alreos needs more underlings, because a majority of the villains are neutrals so I decided to write this up.)

 

[GreenEyedStranger]

Keara narrowed her eyes. Though her telepathic sense didn’t detect anyone within a 100 meter range, she still felt a powerful tug... as if something immensely powerul was watching them...

However, she could not instill paranoia around the group especially if she didnt have evidence of such a threat. Even she doubted herself... It was odd.

Anyways, in the downtime she decided to watch the conversations. Nobody seemed to be willing to converse with her, though personally she didn’t mind too much.

As Keara was investigating her surroundings, she started to drift towards a hill, her hand holding the enchanted necklace as she reminisced on the past.

 

[Kylesar1]

Elaina Waesmor​

Elaina shrugged. "I wouldn't know. My father says I should never have gotten involved with this in the first place." Hell if she knew what it took to take down Alreos. That required an inquiry from one of the OG Crusaders, not the still confused daughter of one. "Everyone has a weakness though. That includes gods." That was about all she could say about the matter.

Ethan Coleman​

"BAH!" Ethan hissed in frustration. "Why get orders that we can't possibly fulfill?" He then sighed. "Well, I suppose we must redefine our modus operandi. The usual Inquisition tactics fail miserably against the Crusaders. At bare minimum, Ari Waesmor is highly efficient at his style of fighting to the point where the extent of his magic is unknown. He doesn't have to use most of it. Then there's the girl who used the earth water spell that killed most the force." Ethan racked his brain. The rest could be dealt with by skilled fighters. The one the Paladin took on could've easily killed her or at least severely damaged her. The one the berserker took on could trade blows, but she'd fall LONG before an Alreos Berserker did
"Do you have some form of Spirit or Djin?" A spirit would be immune to Physical Attack. A Djin Demon Knight would be COMPLETELY immune to Magic until the armor was broken and they could get underneath it. Even then though, the anti-magic that'd radiate from the armor would make anything less than large gaping holes useless to cast magic into. "We may need to go with more stealthy tactics if not." Brute force wouldn't work. Too many indirect combatants. The only ones on the frontlines were the Draconian woman, the Knight who tossed his shield at Ethan, and Ari. The draconian woman was strong. Immensely so. The knight was smart and versatile. Ari was..........an enigma
revior

Ari Waesmor​

Upon Arabelle and Bailey's arrival, Ari sighed in relief. "Fucking finally." As he stood up, he heard a voice. He didn't know it was Alreos directly, but he did know it was some aspect of big brother talking. He was sensitive enough to magic to know that a form of magic was being used. It was just too enigmatic for him to make out. "Send us your best. I'll carve the Waesmor Crest in your holy tombstone." Ari muttered with confidence, too low for anyone to hear. He jumped up on the table. Time to get this party started.

"HERE YE ALL!" Ari's voice boomed over the rest. Elaina was using Thauma to project his voice. He looked out over the crowd and smiled at the large gathering. "If I haven't introduced myself quite yet, I am Ari Waesmor, the Shadow Ranger." Ari didn't tell them about his other name, the Black Assassin due to the million platinum bounty on his head. No one knew the appearance of the Black Assassin anyways. "I want to thank you all for joining us. I will be your host for this chapter in the Valerian Chronicles. We'll call this the Second Crusade."

He pulled out throwing knives and tossed them at the OG Crusade members. First was Tyr, where the knife landed across the bar. "That there is Tyr. Let's not fuck with that guy. He'll kill you then I'll kill you." Next was Bailey, where the knife stuck in a pillar insanely close to her nose. "This here is Bailey, armed with mostly the same stuff as myself and she's Tyr's wife. If I slash, she shoots and shit dies." Lastly was Arabelle, where the knife turned into Misty who landed on Arabelle's head. "The familiar you all know and love is Misty. She's an extension of myself. If she gets annoying, tell me. The one she's standing on is Arabelle, the leader of the last crusade and still the official leader of this one. Disrespect her and you disrespect the other 3 of us."

"Any questions? Anyone want to introduce themselves to the crowd? If not, we'll see if we can get some Anti-Magic in here to start this brief. Big Brother is watching."
GreenEyedStranger Jenzo Bakuyoshi Hanarei Allibi Damafaud Birdsie FireMaiden P Paint The Wind

 

[Paint The Wind]

Arabelle giggled when Misty landed on her head. “Hi Misty,” she softly, petting the little owl griffin. She had her hand on Alex’s back. She listened carefully to Ari. She used her magic to sense the bodies all around her, and she moved over to where Tyr was. She sat beside him. “Hey, Tyr,” she murmured quietly. “It’s good to see you,” she told him.

Kylesar1 FireMaiden Safety Hammer

 

[FireMaiden]

Bailey & Alex O'Connor
The Prancing Pony
P Paint The Wind Kylesar1 Safety Hammer (I don't who all to tag)
Bailey rode beside Arabelle in silence, lost in thought. The last day has just been rather much to take in, and Bailey was just going over the events. And she truely hadn't even gotten to process her husband coming back from the dead. But...she sighed, the time passed quicker than she realized and in no time they were at the Prancing Pony.

Rolling her eyes at Ari's comment when they entered, she perked up when he began to introduce the original group. He was first, then Tyr, who Bailey was already making her way to; only pausing when her name was said, living her hand so people would see her or whatever.

Bailey then lifted Alex up on her hip, before finally taking her place near Tyr, or close to him, Arabelle beat her to the spot next to him. She bit the inside of her mouth to keep herself from doing anything much as she gave him a warm smile, knowing that they couldn't do anything just yet as Air was talking. So many people joining then after only a few hours, it seemed unreal. But, everything seemed a little unreal. Alex was hiding his face, the loud voices and unfamiliar faces making him nervous, but Tyr would still be able to see him.

 

[GreenEyedStranger]

Keara overheard Ari’s commands. She had no idea how long she would remain with the group. Though Keara knew of Alreos’ anarchy, it didn’t trouble her too much. If there was a way to resurrect her mentor, she would acquire it by any means necessary...

... Regardless, she had much to gain by listening in on the brief. As she walked towards the center of the group, she noticed a group of two couples.

Wordlessly, for a moment at least, she stared at them, picturing a beautiful setting for a haunting picture...

“I suppose you are welcome to join us.”

Her tentacles writhed lightly as she spoke

Archdemon That Poppy Kylesar1 ( Everyone else ((sorry on mobile, hard to copy last :c )

 

[Damafaud]

Vale Frostwind
Frozen Hermit
Location: Prancing Pony Tavern
Interaction: Kylesar1 Bakuyoshi Allibi Jenzo Hanarei Safety Hammer
Mention: -​

"Ah, excuse me Lady Waesmor, but this stranger name is Vale and this self cannot accompany you on your crusade." She gave the group an apologetic smile and a bow. It was a journey she wasn't a part of, or couldn't be. She had been away for too long. Far longer than she expected. Many had changes during the time of her seclusion in the Crystal Valley, yet there were still heroes around, waiting to be put in epic songs and poems by the bards and performers.

"This self is a hermit on a journey and only here to thanks Lady White Magic Caster for saving this self after falling, " she gestured toward Anna. She put her chest on a table and took out a new looking scroll and handed it to Anna.

"In the scroll is a spell this self has developed during journey. Cleaning Flow. This spell envelops the target with a water sphere and clean it with flow. This self has used it oftenly during travel. This spell is a good substitute for bath. It requires mastery over the basic spell Water Ball and another spell to create the flow. This self uses wind spell Control Air Flow, but Create Wind or Create Vibration in Thaumaturgy Magic work as well. This self is sure this spell can help anyone in travel," she surmised.

"Ah, I must hurry down to meet Master Merrick in the castle. Lady Waesmor and group, can you show this self the way to Ravinia Capital?"

 

[Safety Hammer]

Arabelle giggled when Misty landed on her head. “Hi Misty,” she softly, petting the little owl griffin. She had her hand on Alex’s back. She listened carefully to Ari. She used her magic to sense the bodies all around her, and she moved over to where Tyr was. She sat beside him. “Hey, Tyr,” she murmured quietly. “It’s good to see you,” she told him.

Kylesar1 FireMaiden Safety Hammer

Tyr hadn't been listening to anything Ari had been saying. He had gotten used to tuning out annoyances. But when he heard Arabelle, he turned and embraced the now blind adventurer with a hug, squeezing her just a bit to show how much he had truly missed her. "Good to see you do, Arabelle... It's really been a while." He said softly, before catching the sight of Bailey. And the world seemed to go in slow motion for a minute.

Bailey & Alex O'Connor
The Prancing Pony
P Paint The Wind Kylesar1 Safety Hammer (I don't who all to tag)
Bailey rode beside Arabelle in silence, lost in thought. The last day has just been rather much to take in, and Bailey was just going over the events. And she truely hadn't even gotten to process her husband coming back from the dead. But...she sighed, the time passed quicker than she realized and in no time they were at the Prancing Pony.

Rolling her eyes at Ari's comment when they entered, she perked up when he began to introduce the original group. He was first, then Tyr, who Bailey was already making her way to; only pausing when her name was said, living her hand so people would see her or whatever.

Bailey then lifted Alex up on her hip, before finally taking her place near Tyr, or close to him, Arabelle beat her to the spot next to him. She bit the inside of her mouth to keep herself from doing anything much as she gave him a warm smile, knowing that they couldn't do anything just yet as Air was talking. So many people joining then after only a few hours, it seemed unreal. But, everything seemed a little unreal. Alex was hiding his face, the loud voices and unfamiliar faces making him nervous, but Tyr would still be able to see him.

He stood up and walked towards his wife. She was here.. Bailey, his loving wife, was here and waiting for him. She looked just as wonderful as he remembered her. With an exasperated smile, he leaned forward and hugged her wordlessly. Words weren't needed to express what he felt. He was finally back with his wife, no, his family.. He was home with his family.

 

[FireMaiden]

Bailey & Alex O'Connor
The Prancing Pony
P Paint The Wind Kylesar1 Safety Hammer
Her smile grew as Tyr approached her. It had been years since she had seen him, and finally, he was here. When he hugged her, Alex who was in her arms tried to pull away, so Bailey, for the moment, put him down and her arms wrapped around her husband as she hugged him tightly. Alex, ran over to Arabelle, taking a hold of her hand. Happy tears rolled down her cheeks as a soft, broken chuckled left her. "It took you long enough," Bailey said, briefly freeing one of her hands to wipe away tears.