TPJ: Unification of the East IC ( B2/C1/V1 )

Marc Rondel
Location: Southern Port, San Ska Archpelago
Date: Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am
Status: Scrambling for pants.​
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Marc was having such a wonderful dream, the birds were laughing, kids were chirping, fish going out for a morning stroll as the cows flew on overhead in formations perplex and unexplainable. In truth, he was at peace in this realm of confusion and mockery of all things sane and bound by laws. He accepted this dreamland a very long time ago, eons ago, when he began the dream in question, a mental dreamscape that lasts forever, for but a few hours.

It was when the sun began it's waltz with the moon he heard the faint sounds of cannons beign fired. Which of course was no different from the norm as the Fishmen and the catfolk have been at war for years. but these cannons were much louder, and he could swear he almost could feel the impact.

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Marc rose up to the world once again, rubbing the weariness from his eyes as yet another loud splash echoed in the morning air, along with warning bells and people screaming. it took but a moment before he finally clicked into what was going on. "..Pirates...? huh... Who would've thought..." he sighed, before laying back into his bed...

For a few moments before he shot back awake, grabbed his armor, boots, hat, and was nearly out the door before he noticed he forgot his pants.

Bursting out of his room, he ran down the way towards the group. "Savior! Pirates have come!"he announced the obvious. "What is our move here? their trying to shake up the villages for an easy plunder, the people will be deathly afraid, too afraid to fight back. And thats how they wnat them. those bats were one thing to fight... these are living breathing people... "
 
Yseult DuBoisLocation: The Drydock Inn, San Ska Rae Archipelago Date: Eausen 1st, 997 CYAD Time: Nightfall
Companions: Everybody! Mood: Tired Goal: Get outta dodge.​

Yseult finished her food, lingering at the table to enjoy as many mouthfuls of the fine food as she could before they moved onto the road again. An uncertain future certainly inspired her appetite.

When she was finally satisfied, the little brunette pushed her chair out and, after a moment of adjusting to her full belly, stood and moved upstairs. The door to the bathroom clicked shut as she came into the room, Orchid nowhere in sight. Spiritua had settled onto her bed and was combing out her lustrous black locks.

Yseult might have tried to converse, but her head swam, the product of a full belly and a long day. Slipping out of her cassock, she folded it atop her pack and laid out on her bed in her slip. She'd intended to wash up after Orchid, who made hasty exit, but Yseult had fallen asleep counting the boards in the ceiling.

Her dreams were what one might expect after a large meal and a hard day. Dark forests, large, bloodthirsty creatures, bandits, monsters of all kind. She awoke the next morning in a cold sweat, her body sore from her battle with the sheets. Untying herself, she found Orchid perched on the windowsill watching the sunrise. Yseult slipped into the bathroom, splashing generous handfuls of cold water across her face before taking a moment to peer uncertainly into the mirror at the insane geometry of her morning hair.

Dabbing at her face, she returned to the sound of canon fire, screaming, chaos. Orchid was shaking the saviour awake in her bed, insisting that they depart with the utmost haste. Dragging herself back into her cassock, they'd all narrowly finished dressing when Marc came pounding at the door. Slipping her pack across her shoulders, Yseult moved to the door while Orchid assisted Spiritua.

She slipped out into the hallway, offering a tired smile to the scruffy mercenary as she pulled the door shut behind her. Tucking a few matted, yet tame, locks of hair behind her ear, she took a few backward steps down the hallway.

"The Saviour is nearly ready Monsieur Marc, (Since she's french, just forget I ever said 'Sir', heh) Perhaps you could wait here while I see if the streets are still safe?"



HP: 3/4 // CCA: 6 // SE: 21/21​
Combat Information

Results:
HP History: -1 from yesterday
CCA History:
SE History:
Roll History: Roll Thread
Arte History:
Artes

Arte level 1
Name of Arte: Curatus
Type: HEAL
Description: This word of power heals 1HP for a single target within thirty feet, or removes a single status ailment. Higher level SE/CCA can be paid to heal incrimentally more HP, or remove ailments of higher levels, to a max of 3.
Elemental: Light
Price: Purchased
Cost: 6 SE
CCA: 3

Arte level 2
Name of Arte: Septus
Type: SPT
Description: Target gains an additional die of a single type, chosen at the time of casting. The Arte effects only the next roll of that type, adding the additional roll free of cost. If unused, the Arte lasts for 2 rounds.
Elemental: Light
Price: Purchased
Cost: 12 SE
CCA: 6

Arte level 3
Name of Arte: Benedictus
Type: TiFLD
Description: As Curatus, but can affect multiple targets at once.
Elemental: Light
Price: 15 Token points
Cost: 18 SE
CCA: 9

Arte level 4
Name of Arte: Anathematus
Type: PNM
Description: Inflicts weakness on a creature for 4 turns, during which the target may not regain HP except by means of a level 4, or higher, healing Arte.
Elemental: Darkness
Price: 20 Token points
Cost: 24 SE
CCA: 12

Arte level 5
Name of Arte: Conreptus
Type: PNM
Description: Inflicts a burning fever (poison) on a single target for 5 turns.
Elemental: Fire
Price: 25 Token points
Cost: 30 SE
CCA: 15

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Savior of Unification Spiritua Sage
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​
Health Points 10/10

Spirit Energy 50/50

Character Combat Actions: 20/20



  • The sun had set a while ago but the warmth still permeated the air around the Southern Port. After changing into her evening attire the Savior sat near the open window gazing into the distance. She wondered about what lay ahead on Dakara, the Ceremonial Trials as well as unwelcome circumstances such as the Blutzbat attack earlier that day. She prayed to the Keepers that they help guide her and protect her new friends, the Attendants of Ceremony and Stewards of Unity. It was soon time for bed, and unlike many nights back at Holy Temple Ackeron, sleep came to her swiftly.

    The following morning was met with a horrific pirate attack on the town. An airship above the tavern dropped a depth charge exploding just around the entrance area killing anyone near it and blowing away much of the structure in that area. It was that loud crash that woke up Spiritua, her heart already racing from a semi-conscious awareness of the situation. Her companions were already getting dressed to run out the door before another charge would blow up their room. " Ms. Dubois! Priestess Nightingale! " she screamed for no apparent reason except to make sure they were still alive.

    Hurriedly, the Savior assembled her belongings and dressed herself when Marc Rondel arrived to check up on them. " We need to leave the building first! " she explained when he asked what they should do. Spiritua and the others most likely realized they were vulnerable inside the building if these dastardly pirates were casually blowing up buildings. " Hurry we mus-" she looked at the window and saw a depth charge fall in front of it. Before she could even utter a word the explosion rushed towards everyone. It was then that a spiritual barrier was erected protecting her and everyone from the brunt of the blast. The outside wall was clearly destroyed but as the Savior was at the foremost position her shield save everyone.

    " Wha... what's going on..."     she looked down at her hands and wondered how she even did that. She was never trained to erect a barrier of the light elemental type. She looked up and saw the airship was moving away. That gave the companions enough time to get out of the building. Spiritua jumped from the second floor onto the street only to witness the devastation wrought upon the town. The dilemma now, for all in the group, was whether to stay and help the towns people or to get to the docks and flee with a ship towards Dakara.

    OOC: So I want to introduce a rather old system from previous RPs before this one called the Destiny System. Basically, it's like the 'choose your own adventure books' and in this case it is about the following choices

    1: Stay and help the people defend the town.
    2. Flee and find a ship going to Dakara.

    The choice does not affect the storyline I have in mind, which is that in either case, we are going to Dakara. But choices like this can bring up confrontation, development and new situations.

    The first person to post has the right to decide the groups Destiny.

    All players will afterwards follow the destiny as best as possible according to their characters beliefs and principles.

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Marc Rondel
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am
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The mercenary flinched and tried his best to cover up away from the explosion, but with the sudden appearance of the magnificent shield of light he had no need to it seems... But nonetheless, he could spend no time trying to figure out just how she did that, beyond being the savior of course. The man followed the savior down to the streets, halberd in hand as he landed, eyes examining all around them. Fire, people hurt, he couldn't imagine what it was like where he couldn't see, and what it would be like when the pirates finally came ashore... People would be torn from their homes, possessions robbed, who knows what would happen to those who survived.

He now turned his gaze towards Spiritua and the others, he had seen war before, he has had a hand in it as well, but these people... Many had likely never seen war... had likely never killed either.

And this situation wasn't going to be solved with kind words and a couple of tears.

No, as the savior and her entourage, they had a duty here, they HAD to protect these people!

If they were to turn tail and run now, he would never be able to forgive himself, no matter what the others said, he would not leave these people to die.

"Spiritua!" he called to the young woman, he looked grim as can be, using her name as she allowed not to long ago, but he never imagined he would have to yell it. "These people require our help, if we don't step in, they will be killed or worse. these pirates are here for blood, laughing away on their ships as they unleash cannon fire upon defenceless people! I wont stand for this, and neither should you, what use is a journey of Unification if nobody is there to unify!? We need to help these people!"

He threw his heart out there, sure, hell he may have overstepped his bounds here or there, but was he right? He thought so, and that was more than enough for him to take up the mantle and be the first to voice that he wanted, no, needed to protect these people!

"Even if we save one life out of this, it'll be worth every drop of blood we lose..."
 
Orchid Nightingale

Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​

There was no time to be surprised by Spiritua’s powers. Orchid was so thankful for being saved and yet too scared to feel happy about it or say thanks to her savior. They rushed out of the building to face the disastrous face of the city. “It’s hopeless…” She muttered sadly as held Spiritua’s hand. “This is crazy, it’s not like they’re here just to steal… it’s the annihilation of city!” She said madly then looked at the elder man. “We must protect the savior. THIS is our duty. This is just one city and as I’ve heard it’s like this everywhere… every corner of this world. Can we stop bloodshed and protect all people? No! Even if this city burns to dust this world won’t flinch. If you let savior down here, the world will go on just like this. We’ll die here with all citizens and tomorrow will come to wash our ashes down to the sea… to forget us and raise another massacre another time another place. But we’re to protect the savior to change this routine. To see the unification you should put her life in priority.” She spoke seriously then desperately watched pirate ships getting closer. “The pier isn’t safe anymore. Is there a safe way to leave the city? Staying here won’t help anyone. If we don’t leave quickly we might lose the savior and then… then all people, all cities of our nations, everyone will lose hope and fall for corruption…” She asked impatiently. More exploding waves came to them, making the earth tremble under their feet. She could hear screams of women and children calling for their lost ones or crying due to pain or fear. Everywhere she could see families trying to run away with their lives, abandoning their homes, careers and beloved homeland. Her heart ached in sorrow but there was no way to help them. Once again she faced Spiritua. “Milady, please let’s move away from city faster.” She asked her with a pleading tone.

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Savior of Unification Spiritua Sage
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​
Health Points 10/10

Spirit Energy 50/50

Character Combat Actions: 20/20



  • " ...we must..."

    The earnest look that Marc Rondel was giving the Savior made her feel a little uncomfortable. Without overstepping his bounds, it would seem that through his words he was pleading that the Savior Entourage save the people of the town. Marc is a Steward of Unity, a representative chosen among the common people. It is no wonder he felt so regarding this brazen attack the innocent common people of this town. It was towards people like him and those of this township that she courageously continued to bear the title of Savior. It was for them she desired to help.

    " ....but we..."

    On the other hand, she understood Orchid Nightingales position as well. From a young age, like the Savior, she was trained to discipline and hone her mind to look beyond the here and now and to think of the bigger picture. To her, the protection and safety of the Savior may mean the sacrifice of the ones here but may bring about the salvation to many more in the future. To her, a person trained to heal, it would be particularly difficult to leave people suffering such as right now. How would the rest of the Eastern Union feel with the death of the Savior so early on.

    Spiritua was faced with a dilemma. She is the Savior, Head of the Church of Unification and Leader of the Journey of Unification. Each of them had their own view on the matter at hand and yet placed their faith in her. It was her first real test of morality under such extreme pressure.

    " Mr. Rondel.... we cannot afford to let the Journey die here...."     she said to him. Turning towards Orchid now. " Ms. Nightingale, what is the point of saving the people when we turn our backs on everyone here?" It was an answer to both yet not the answer either wanted to here. " We will not die here and we will not turn out backs on these people! We will save this town and Journey forward!! If I were alone, this option would be impossible, but I realized that is why the Journey has Companions... To make the Impossible possible!"

    Spiritua's banter was actually to wait for a precise moment. Just then, a scout airship began unloading pirates to the ground from rope lines. " There! If we can seize that airship, we can stop the bombing.. and maybe use it against them! Let's go! Let's go!!" She yelled while running towards the ship. Hopefully they could just take the down the pirates first. Spiritua however concentrated on the airship.


    " Immolation Chains! "

    Spiritua summoned fiery covered chain-like energy that held the airhsip in place before it could get away. " Hurry! up you guys go!" she yelled.



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Yseult DuBoisLocation: The Drydock Inn, San Ska Rae Archipelago Date: Eausen 1st, 997 CYAD Time: Nightfall
Companions: Everybody! Mood: Tired Goal: Get outta dodge.​

Yseult had only made it a few steps when the second explosion rocked the building. Loosing a loud yeld, she dropped into a squat, her hands thrown up over her head as thought it might do any good against gunpowder. Once the building had stopped trembling, and she was sure the floor wouldn't drop out from beneath her, the meek little blood stood and turned on her heels. Pushing through the door, she was relieved to find the group unharmed, a golden kind of glimmer fading from the air before them ... where the room's outer wall used to be. Yseult swallowed hard as her brow settled harshly over her eyes. Outside the sounds of screams filtered in, a cacophony of pain and fear, explosions and reactions. Spiritua was the first out onto the street, leaping boldly from the broken building. Marc went next, then Orchid. Yseult approached the edge of the shattered floor cautiously, peering down at the fall ... well, it was safer than an explosion. Yseult took a deep breath, hiked her cassock up for mobility, and took a running leap.

She landed hard in the street, but on her feet. The pride she felt was momentary, washed away by what she saw in the street before her, even the building behind her. People ... but not ... entirely people. Burned, disfigured, dismembered ... alive, dead, for some it was impossible to tell. People had been fleeing through the streets when the charge went off. Yseult was frozen in mute horror, her jaw hanging open as her eyes were locked wide, forcing her to take in the scene's horrible entirity.

The rest of the group ... was speaking. Something about their words was incomprehensible, or maybe ... maybe words just didn't matter right now. Yseult stumbled forward, knowing she didn't have the power to help half of these people. She looked down at her hands, her stupid ... useless hands. She could do nothing to abate the chaos unfolding around them.

And then she watched the group dart past, lead by Spiritua. Suddenly chain of fiery energy shot out from her hands and took hold of a dropship loosing more and more of the pirates onto the street. Yseult just cowered where she was ... she'd nearly been killed by a bat the night before, what chance did she have against pirates. But ... did she stand a better chance being left behind. Propelled more by fear than confidence, the little priestess pushed to her feet and dashed off after Spiritua, unsure of what she could do to help, but sure she wouldn't last long alone.

HP: 3/4 // CCA: 6 // SE: 21/21
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Combat Information

Results:
HP History: -1 from yesterday
CCA History:
SE History:
Roll History: Roll Thread
Arte History:
Artes

Arte level 1
Name of Arte: Curatus
Type: HEAL
Description: This word of power heals 1HP for a single target within thirty feet, or removes a single status ailment. Higher level SE/CCA can be paid to heal incrimentally more HP, or remove ailments of higher levels, to a max of 3.
Elemental: Light
Price: Purchased
Cost: 6 SE
CCA: 3

Arte level 2
Name of Arte: Septus
Type: SPT
Description: Target gains an additional die of a single type, chosen at the time of casting. The Arte effects only the next roll of that type, adding the additional roll free of cost. If unused, the Arte lasts for 2 rounds.
Elemental: Light
Price: Purchased
Cost: 12 SE
CCA: 6

Arte level 3
Name of Arte: Benedictus
Type: TiFLD
Description: As Curatus, but can affect multiple targets at once.
Elemental: Light
Price: 15 Token points
Cost: 18 SE
CCA: 9

Arte level 4
Name of Arte: Anathematus
Type: PNM
Description: Inflicts weakness on a creature for 4 turns, during which the target may not regain HP except by means of a level 4, or higher, healing Arte.
Elemental: Darkness
Price: 20 Token points
Cost: 24 SE
CCA: 12

Arte level 5
Name of Arte: Conreptus
Type: PNM
Description: Inflicts a burning fever (poison) on a single target for 5 turns.
Elemental: Fire
Price: 25 Token points
Cost: 30 SE
CCA: 15

The Scriptures

Time and Place
The OOC
Characters
Roll Thread

 
Turian Mizumi
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Date: Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D.

Break of dawn
Location: Southern port
Spirit energy reserves: ??​

After spending some time back at the Umi Temple training his spirit energy sensing, Turian once again got tired of all the stuff going on. They praised him for his skills and then reprimanded him for his actions when he last left. Sure there were some rumours going about that savior person. Well Turian thought why not have that person come over here then and follow these classes. Once again he was sent on a pilgrimage, this time to Til-gath Island. He was told to go there and observe the Savior of Unification, and learn to better himself.

Annoyingly as it was, he didn't head out towards there alone. One of the other disciples was sent with him part of the way to make certain he didn't go off again. This being said the other disciple by now has left him to continue his part of the journey alone. Although Turian wanted to travel the other way, he now found himself at the San Ska Rae Archipelago. To travel further he needed to find a port, to avoid the other disciple he decided to take the southern port.

As Turian just arrives at the southern port, pirates are attacking it. One of the vessels fired a depth charge, using his artes he shielded not only himself but those innocent bystanders around him with a wall of water. It was just in time because the explosion took out the entire front of a building, and some of the debris got caught up in the arte. After dismissing it Turian saw that the people who were inside the building were fine. It even seemed like they were planning to counter attack the pirates as they moved forwards to intercept an airship that was dropping off pirates.

Shaking his head Turian moved forwards, he didn't know what to make of it. But as they seemed to be against the pirates, he might as well assist them in their efforts. One of the persons used a strange arte to hold the airship in place. Assuming the others would go on the offensive, Turian raised his hand towards the one with the chains. Two orbs of water came into life, one of them stayed around Turian as the other floated towards the person with the chains. "It seems we have something in common", Turian said as he walked up to Spiritua Sage, and Yseult DuBois. Then he turned to look at how they were handling the pirates.
 
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Marc Rondel​
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​
"And you say we should duck our heads and save ourselves!? Leave these people to die!? I won't stand for this! We're here to save the world, we're here to bring hope and strength to the people! Saying this is nothing we should be concerned about is like spitting in the face of all who have and will die! How dare you say they are not important enough that we're to just ignore them, that their lives are not worth us even trying to save!

I will not live like that, we have to, we MUST fight. If you wont, I will." he stood his ground, he would NOT let this slide.

This coward thought all would be well if they just went ahead and did their duty?

That all these wretched degenerates would lay down arms and sing verses?!

She did know what he does, what kind of people there are out there, what they would do to defenseless people for pure momentary pleasure or simple profit. And it isn't just once, they will wring every single thing out of a person's life as they can, dragging them across the stones until the last vestiges of life is wrung from them, and then they will replace the lifeless corpse for another, and another, endlessly hurting others for their own means.

He had to do all he could to prevent this from happening.

So when it came to Spiritua's words, he first felt betrayed, could she really put herself over so many others!?

But then.... She said the words that lit his very heart ablaze with hope again!

He didn't say another word, but he did watch as Spiritua used her strength to drag a airship back to ground again! truly, he could always count on the savior to impress. grasping his halberd once more he motioned to the others. "Those who wish to stay, guard the savior or aid those around us. We must secure this airship! now, LETS GO!" And with that, he rushed forwards.

He couldn't help but feel the rush of adrenaline in his body, a airship chained in flames, him rushing towards what could be countless pirates, but he still felt, down to his very core, that he could take on the very world itself. his first opponent rushed towards him, cutlass held high and screaming some sort of slander. Marc shifted, bringing the sharpened end point of the polearm to bare and not allowing the man to stop his foolish charge he rammed the point directly into him, piercing through the wretch's body, and with another swift shove the pirate fell off the blade.

But that wouldn't be the end, as another came upon him bringing his blade down upon the man, to which the mercenary replied with a block by raising the haft of his weapon. Iron met wood, but his weapon did not fail him as he shifted to the side and pulled the weapon back as the blade caught the pirate during the movement, giving a deep gash along his sword arm, letting Marc stab forth once more, plunging the sharpened spike into the man deep into the chest.

With a swift twist of the polearm, and then a kick, the man fell back and began bleeding upon the ground, sputtering and coughing and blood upon his greyed beard. "Wretch." the mercenary spat, before bringing his weapon up again to bare for the next who would cross his path as he made his march towards the bound airship.

These people had suffered enough, no more would he have them die to sate some greedy bastard's pockets.

Each drop of blood he spilled would be the price they pay for this grave sin.
 
Orchid Nightingale
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​



The young priestess had spoken her idea and was all ears to receive orders from the savior. She didn’t need to stand for her opinion or emphasis on it as had grown to learn that his thoughts never were the best. At the moment, it was only Spiritua’s decision that mattered so when Marc hammered her with his word she showed no objection as it was no need for that and he wouldn’t want to hear it anyway.

Savior’s order was clear; fight. Although she had also asked them to stay alive which seemed obvious but maybe if she wouldn’t tell someone like Marc Rondel that they had to survive, he might sacrifice himself to slaughter more pirates. Orchid’s answer to Spiritual’s call was simple and quick: “Yes, Milady!” He rushed after the warrior to support him but hesitated before getting far and looked back. “Sister!” She called Yseult loudly. “Please protect our lady.” She asked her and left the duty of supporting the savior to her before facing forward and chasing after the killing machine called Marc. Within a few moments, she lost the chance to see a guy approaching her sisters; a young man using water based Artes.

Orchid wasn’t a fighter. She doubted if she even could kill a human. The only service she could provide for Marc was healing him in case of him getting wounded but only if she wasn’t going to get killed first. Fortunately, he was a good shield and gave her perfect chances to use her healing artes for sake of citizens. She approached those fallen who were sill alive and healed them to fight back if they could or run if they didn’t know fighting. The young woman tried to ignore all those bloody bodies that were destroyed beyond being saved. One of them was a young boy who couldn’t even talk. He took his last breath in front of her eyes but before passing away stretched his crimson hand holding to a bloody sling shot. She accepted it from him and he closed his eyes then took his last breath in comfort as if had no pains or worries anymore. Orchid’s mind was too messed up to understand the meaning of what had happened yet. She enchanted a short prayer and rushed to the next injured citizen. Among those she had healed, some were back to battle field to defend their city. She even had to heal some of them more than three times hopping that her energy wouldn’t come short as long as her help was needed.

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Savior of Unification Spiritua Sage
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​
Health Points 10/10

Spirit Energy 50/50

Character Combat Actions: 20/20



  • Priestess Orchid and Marc Rondel took charge of the Airship situation while the others stayed on the ground to help the wounded. Priestess Dubois looked absolutely overwhelmed by the bloodied surroundings. It was a sentiment that Spiritua understood as well as she took deep breaths to calm herself and prevent the contents of her stomach from painting the ground. With her left hand she grabbed Yseults hand and rested her right hand on her shoulder so that they would move together. " Priestess, please, we need to help anyone we can."

    A golden haired stranger appeared before them casting an arte that floated around Spiritua. On her guard she wondered what would happen and who this person was. She looked at him with caution. If that sphere of spirit energy wanted to harm her it would have done so already, so the only other motive was this person wanted to help. " Don't go casting your magic at random strangers, I could have attacked you if I thought you were a pirate. " she snapped at him. Upon closer inspection an article he wore resembled an emblem for those who serve the Umi Temple. " If you are here to help , then thank you."


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Marc Rondel
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am
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"So you decided to come with me huh? Don't strain yourself." the man spat, barely turning to speak to orchid. "I'm going straight to the ship, if your coming with, make damn sure you're staying near... And try to atleast help the fighting." he didn't bother waiting for an answer, not that he would've wanted a chat with this one, he had to move to secure that damn ship and he couldn't stick around and listen to this coward.

Looking towards the ship, it appears some of the villagers took up arms and brought the fight to some of the pirates, seeing his chance as the groups began to meet he went forwards to aid them in a full on charge upon the pirate's flank. Utilizing his first arte he rushed the first pirate in his way, a man who had just backed off from the rest of the fighting to find a way to better cut their way through the small resistance, he had barely turned to spot Marc before the halberd came crashing through his body, piercing through comepletely, and then stabbing deep into the back on another pirate who was busy fighting one of the armed villagers.

The sudden appearance of the mercenary allowed the third villager to get the upper hand on his foe, stabbing the man through the neck with the fishing spear and ending him. "Who are you?" shouted one of the younger men of the group of four, looking about ready to pounce of the mercenary. "A friend, Steward of unity. Call me Marc, are there any wounded here?" he cut rather quickly to business as he attempted to wrench his polearm from the two bodies, finding little success. "A steward of- Y-yes, Marie got cut not to long ago." he motioned towards a young lady resting not far off, holding her arm. "We haven't found anybody who can help, can you help her? Shes a good archer but with her arm like that... But you said your a steward right?"

"Orchid can help her, but we will need you all to help us get that ship." he pointed towards the one that is currently chained and none to far away. "Courtesy of the savior herself." he huffed, bemused by the power of such a fragile looking young woman, definitely didn't expect this of a shut in religious type. "Wait, umm, I'm Rusty." the young man stated, he was slim, young with dirty unkept hair but with a fire in his eyes, he held in his hands a old longsword. "I'm Calo!" a shorter young man with a stolen cutlass chirped. the man who killed the pirate before appeared to be busy with... hurling out his lunch from all the stress catching up to him. he had a fishing spear and a large wooden plank that might've been a door once now that Marc thought of it.

"And hes Gord." Rusty stated as Gord unleashed yet another heave behind a nearby barrel.

"A pleasure, we're all going to get through this, but we need to take that ship. Spiri- The Savior's arte wont last for much longer, we need Marie up and us on that ship."

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Orchid Nightingale
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​


The out of ordered movements of citizens who were inexperienced fighters had changed since the savior had bond pirates’ aircraft by chains of energy. They were proceeding from across the city toward the airship as if someone had called for them. Orchid looked ahead to see where the point of this human spear was and found Marc on the beak. Seemingly group by group people had been inspired by the veteran fighter to invade the ship instead of only defending their homes. But that inspiration wasn’t enough for the healer to move on. Even when she ignored to risk of getting killed by pirates, there was so many injured citizens to heal while she was almost the only healer in sight. “Brother Gareth…” She mumbled the name of the other companion whom she had suddenly remembered and needed his help a lot at the moment but hadn’t seen him since last night. She had to through that thought away too and focus on saving and surviving. She saw another fallen youth in a few steps away and almost leaped toward him. While she was trying to close his bleeding wound, a pirate attacked her from behind. If there wasn’t another guy in blacksmiths’ outfit hammering foe’s head down, she would be a goner. But two other pirates tackled the man with the hammer and the fight got more violent. She could do nothing but to sit and witness her recent savior getting killed after taking down one of his opponents. As soon as the murderer looked at Orchid, the young woman sprang and hit his head by her staff when he wasn’t expecting it. The forth corps fell down on the rest, blood running out of his smashed skull to join the narrow crimson stream formed on the street. Biting her lower lip to hold back her tears, the healer ran from the scene toward Marc maybe because he had become citizens’ light or perhaps because he was the only familiar face in the bloody field. Suddenly she heard him talking to her.

"So you decided to come with me huh? Don't strain yourself… I'm going straight to the ship, if you’re coming with, make damn sure you're staying near... And try to at least help the fighting."

She hesitated for a moment then approached him even closer as he had demanded. She had already strained herself and was too shocked and troubled to answer the steward. But he had also asked her to help with fighting. That was something she wasn’t capable of. In hazed with stress, she looked at dropped weapons here and there; most of them were useless in her hands. A light sword caught her eye and she picked it up in case. The blade seemed so special that she assumed one of pirates must have stolen it from somewhere else. She hung the sword from her waste and covered behind Marc while he was fighting which made her to become even more useless; she couldn’t help anyone like that. One of fighting groups reached them and a young man among them spoke to Marc about his comrades and men began a short talk about taking the ship from pirates. That sounded impossible to Orchid but the decision was already made so she did the only thing she could; the healer went to barfing man and touched his forehead with crystal of amethyst to take his stress away from him then asked him about where a bouts of the archer girl and went to her recklessly. While running toward Marie, and arrow passed through her hair and snatched her veil away. The priestess didn’t notice what happened and didn’t stop. She healed archer's wound and they went back to the group gathered around Marc by with Marie’s guidance or Orchid could get them killed. “Ok, I’m ready… what the plan?” Marie asked seriously while Orchid was standing on guard with bare blade to make sure pirates won’t approach them from behind as if she knew how to use a sword.
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Savior of Unification Spiritua Sage
Southern Port, San Ska Rae Archipelago
Eausen 2nd 997 C.Y.A.D. 7 am​
Health Points 10/10

Spirit Energy 50/50

Character Combat Actions: 20/20



  • The stranger who showed up was not the only one. One by one the townsfolk were starting to fight back. From what she could see, young and old were being sheltered inside homes as the bombardment was halted by the efforts of the Saviors group. The adult towns people were taking pressure off everyone in the group. Some drew weapons while the unarmed used anything they could get their hands on. While Marc and Orchid took charge of the problem in the skies, Spiritua would see to the peoples below.

    From what she remembered, the town did not have its own militia. The town drew protection from the regular visits of the Second Convoy, a group of Naval ships that belonged to the Home Guard based at the nearby island of Sr'odon-lser. Spiritua came to the conclusion that he pirates chose this specific time to attack the town because the Convoy was not present in the locals waters for some time. It would also take some time for them to get here it would seem.

    The only question left was why attack? Southern Port was not what one would call a very practical target for pirates. But perhaps it was a move of desperation. The only other explanation that came to her mind was that the goal was to primarily target her, and this whole attack was meant to disrupt the Journey of Unification. If that was the case she felt quite responsible but also concerned as to how the groups movements were being tracked. She also started to feel frustration and perhaps even anger towards them. Such feelings were reflected when she used her chains to hold down several of them from moving about.

    " That's it!" she yelled out loud. " The town hall! Someone needs to activate the Beacon!"


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