Yiinghua, the Blossom Blade

May 31, 2017

[6:38 PM] NethaEmerald: Valerie found herself sitting atop a hill, weapons in tow, watching the bridge to the North of the village. Seeing all the figures and flying things was sort of mesmerizing in a way. She was imagining what must be going through their minds. Things like “Death to all other nations”, “Ethysia for life” and so on. Amidst her own thoughts, Valerie let out a small chuckle at the random things she was imagining them say. In her own self-amusement, she had missed a pretty obvious sight in the sky: a Red Wyvern with Yellow eyes. By the time she looked at the area it first came into her view, it was gone. Being ignorant to that, Valerie pulled her bandana from her head. “Oh father, I hope to be back home soon…” Valerie softly spoke to the bandana, clutching it tightly. The bandana was the only thing she still had on her that came from her father, and it meant a lot to her. While clutching the bandana with closed eyes, a faint noise way off in the distance caused Valerie to crack an eye open and look to where it came from. She saw it, and went back to closed eyes, before processing what she had just seen and cracked both her eyes open. What she saw in the sky genuinely caught her off-guard: A red wyvern with a figure riding it. Casting the bandana hastily into her clothes, Valerie watched it come closer and slowly drew Cherry Blossom from it’s scabbard and held it firm in the direction of the Wyvern. As the wyvern approached the scene, the figure only grinned. She recognized the bandana being stuffed into this woman’s clothing from anywhere: Valerie. Pushing Zoralth to go faster, the figure slowly sheathed her signature axe and drew out a sword with a slightly pink blade. The blade felt seemingly unnatural in her hands, but she felt she could use it well enough in a battle. Once the distance was closed enough between them, the figure shouted “So i’ve finally found you again.”

[6:42 PM] NethaEmerald: Valerie held her ground firmly as the duo approached her. “What are you doing here?” The Sword Master asked the Wyvern Master. Kristyn simply laughed as her first response. “I know. I ‘promised’ I would go back home and wait for you, but I got sick of waiting. I wanted to take matters into my own hands. Especially since you took the ring that was mine.” Kristyn started to explain before Valerie cut her off with “What? I thought you gave that ring to me.” “Oh really?” Kristyn remarked, almost offended. “Why would I go and willingly give something like that out? Anyways, that’s only part of the reason i’m here. I’ve been thinking… what if just aiding Ethysia in winning would bring easier peace than sticking in Barentia, sitting on my ass waiting for things to happen-” “So you joined the Ethysian army!? Have you no pride in your homeland?” Valerie responded loudly. “I still have pride; maybe more than you. I never deserted to join some other army until now. Though my main goal is not to fully aid Ethysia; it was to find you.” Kristyn responded with a stern expression. The Wyvern Master held the sword she had out towards Valerie. The Sword Master was first puzzled about why she was using a sword… until she saw the touchmark stamp near the hilt. It was the stamp her father put on truly custom weapons. “I-is tha-” Valerie started out with before being rudely cut off.

[6:46 PM] NethaEmerald: “This sword? What? Recognize something on it? You should: it’s your father’s work. He wanted me to just simply deliver it to you and come back to Barentia like an errand girl. So you know what I did? I told him I wasn’t going to simply deliver it. He tried to stop me from taking it by force; oh how cute that was…” Knuckles turning white against her sword, Valerie responded back with with a livid tone of voice; “You better not have shed a single drop of blood on him…” “And what if I did? I couldn’t guarantee his safety…” Kristyn remarked with a grin. “And now I hold this sword he meant for you… oh, what should I do with it? The possibilities are endless.” With arms trembling in rage, Valerie burst out with, coupled with a deathly glare and intense focus; “Stop! That sword is meant for me and me only, so hand it over. Now. That blade was not meant for you!” Zoralth eventually landed on the ground to Kristyn could step off him. “Oh yea? Well, I still feel like things weren’t properly resolved after last time with how you’re acting towards me, so if you want it to bad, you’re going to have to fight for it!” as she held the blade somewhat awkwardly on the ground towards Valerie. With rage in her eyes, Valerie muttered “Bring it.”

[6:49 PM] NethaEmerald: Valerie vs Krystin Valerie attacks! Hit! 7 damage! (48/55) Krystin counters! Hit! 24 damage (36/50) “Grr… I can’t lose… I won’t lose!” Valerie remarked on this horrible start. Valerie attacks again! Hit! 5 damage! (43/55) Valerie attacks! Hit! 7 damage! (36/50) Krystin counters! Miss! Adept Activates! “This power… Let’s see how long you’ll last.” Kristyn remarked. Krystin attacks! Miss! Valerie attacks again! Hit! 5 damage! (31/55) Valerie attacks! Hit! 7 damage! (24/55) Krystin counters! Hit! 24 damage! (2/50) Valerie grunted. “I’m not out yet…” She remarked. Kristyn laughed and remarked “You almost are.” Valerie attacks again! Hit! 5 damage! (19/55) Valerie attacks! Hit! 7 damage (12/55) Krystin counters! Miss! Adept Activates! Krystin attacks! Miss! “Just die like the vermin you are!” Kristyn shouted in anger. Valerie attacks again! Hit!

[6:49 PM] NethaEmerald: “No I will not!” Valerie spoke back, full of wrath. Crit! 28 damage! (0/55) Krystin was defeated!

[6:50 PM] NethaEmerald: With that last hit, Kristyn sent both of her hands clutching her pained side, Cherry Blossom finishing the deep slash. The other blade tumbled in the air, and Valerie caught it with ease. Even with holding it in one hand, it felt so natural to her; almost like it wasn’t really there, but at the same time, was. “Heh… I’m two for one now, Kristyn.” Valerie remarked. Zoralth tried to step between them, but Valerie held the new blade out towards the Wyvern… and it backed off, scared. The Sword Master looked down on her Wyvern Master ‘rival’ and yanked the scabbard for the new sword from her and sheathed it next to Cherry Blossom. Once the swords were in their rightful place, Valerie held a hand out to help Kristyn up. “Why?” Kristyn spat out before coughing a bit. “Why help me? I lost; just finish me.” Valerie shook her head no, hair moving as she did. “Sorry; I don’t work like that; you of all people should know. Now c’mon; get up. I know you’re not done with this world yet.” Kristyn at first seemed to refuse the hand, but eventually, with a slightly wet eye, took Valerie’s hand and yanked against the winner, pulling herself up. Instead of just standing up and dusting herself off or addressing her wounds, Kristyn pulled herself into a hug with Valerie. With a sniffle, Kristyn said “Where did I go wrong?” She said first, struggling to keep any composure anymore, letting a few tears fall. “Where did I go wrong? All I wanted to do was to help Barentia out… but all I did was aid the enemy. How?” Valerie, feeling something swell inside her too, patted Kristyn’s back and said “Maybe you just lost sight of what was for the best because I left. You let your rage, your jealousy, your attitude to always be right, cloud your judgement. I admit… it was not the wisest thing for me to do, but it was the right thing, and I apologize for it.. I’ve helped Prince Finn’s army out so much… we’re getting close to ending this war. And when we do…”

[6:52 PM] NethaEmerald: Valerie reached around her neck and pulled up on some string. At the end was a ring Kristyn knew very well. It conferred no power to Valerie in this way, but there was no way she was letting someone else every get a hold of it. “I’ll be back. This ring is a promise.” Valerie said, finishing off her little speech with a sweet smile. Kristyn, losing most control of her emotions, only squeezed Valerie tighter. “You… you kept it… I was certain you forgot or discarded it. After all, who would keep a promise with someone like me?” Kristyn laughed a little at that. “Well, nonetheless… i’m happy you did. It means more than you think.” Kristyn eventually let go of Valerie and wiped her eyes, clearly in pain from the wounds.

[6:56 PM] NethaEmerald: “I hope you know what this means…” Kristyn remarked, trying to hide her red face. Valerie nodded in response and remarked with a slightly red face of her own, voice a little trembly: “...I do” Finally taking a deep look at Kristyn’s wound, Valerie snapped back to some sense and said “But we need to get you looked at. Prince Finn’s group should have some resources with where we currently are to help you out.” “But-” Kristyn started before being cut off. “I’ll handle everything. I’m sure they won’t complain if I said I found you like this, fighting off Ethysian soldiers. Besides, last time they saw you, you helped us liberate Barentia.” With a small smile, Kristyn nodded. “Well, let’s see if it will work… Zoralth.” Zoralth finally came over to the scene and let both women get atop him. Actually taking control, Valerie guided them back to the camp.

[6:56 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: [Valerie obtains Yinghua!]

[6:56 PM] NethaEmerald: == End RP ==

Laverna, the Highwayman's Treasure

May 2, 2017

[9:13 AM] eros: Farran stretched his arms to the sky with a satisfied groan and promptly put them to his hips with a grin on his face. He was happy to be home after so long! He has so many things to tell his family and friends, too. Since he was in the shopping district, he might go give a hello to the vendors he swindled when he was younger. Ah, maybe he shouldn't visit his friends. Farran was sure he'd get an earful from them, especially after his accident that cost him his arm. "Ugh..." The grin fell from his face once he realised how much his responsibilities costed him his fun. He made a mental note that if he was ever reincarnated, he should lay off of thieving. Stinky popped out of his scarf and nuzzled his face as if trying to cheer him up. Farran's smile came back slightly as he continued following the ever familiar paths he used to take. On his way, he passed by the bar he frequently made stops to in the past. Not to drink, mind you. It was one of the places he hid from the soldiers searching for him, the owner was kind enough to let him stay during those times. He remembered something from his past from eavesdropping during one of his stays. Some people who were drinking were talking about an old legend. Well, as legendary as a highwaywoman can get. They called her Bonnie, talking about her exploits along with her sword Laverna. Mentioning that she had stolen it from some church that had worshipped Nathos. Farran was never much interested in stories, but he had kept this one in his heart in particular. If asked, he would say that perhaps she inspired him.

[9:27 AM] eros: Farran continued to think about that specific memory on his way to his old home. Where was Bonnie now? What made her want to stop? He asked these questions that will never get answered. Perhaps that's all he can do. It's not like he can ask her directly or anything... The boy stood by the old house. It was a bit tattered here and there, but it was home sweet home nonetheless. He entered, quietly pushing the door as if there were residents sleeping. "...I'm back." But of course, he was still the only one there. True to their calling, his parents had left him here and continued on their travels. He doesn't resent them for leaving him, no. He was the one who asked to stay after all. Farran smiled as he felt the wallpaper, wondering if they were really ideal parents considering how they left their child on his own. He remembered how his mother smiled and messed his hair, telling him to be a good boy in their abscense. "Too late for that." Farran scoffed. He wished they didn't leave him.

[9:44 AM] eros: He climbed the stairs to his old room, wondering if it was still intact. "...Probably not." He told himself. He wasn't sure if it would still be the same as it was years ago. Once he walked in, he saw someone he never would have expected to sitting on his bed. His own mother, who only smiled to him. "...Welcome home." Farran didn't know whether to laugh or cry at what he believes is only his mind playing tricks on him. But all he could do when the woman stood up and hugged him was hug her back, tightly. "...Is it really you?" "...Yes." Farran mentally cursed himself for letting his tears get the best of him. "...I missed you." The woman held him closer. "...I know." Farran couldnt hold it in any longer as he let himself cry on his mother's shoulder. Once he was done crying, he wiped away his tears and smiled. "It's...been a long time." He held his mother's hands in his own. "...Sorry for not being a good boy as I could have been." He winced as his mother looked to his gauntlet. "...No, no...it was my fault. I...I should have been there for you, stopping you from following the path I once took." His mother put her hand on Farran's cheek. "...I'm so sorry, Farran..." "Mom? What are you talking about?" Farran asked his mother in confusion, what path? All he ever knew of her past was that she was a traveler.

[10:02 AM] eros: Farran's mother held his hand and sat down on the bed with him. "...I believe it's time I gave you this." She took out a slender sword with white carnations tied to the guard. "...It has served me well. And I believe it's time I passed it on to you." Farran's eyes widened as he held the sword in his hands. "Mom...where did you get this? His mother smiled. "Remember what I told you? About how your father and I met?" Once Farran nodded, she continued. "...I was once a thief, like you." Farran blushed as his mother gave him a knowing stare. "Yes, I heard of what you did when I was away. You really should pay back those vendors one of these days." "...Yes, mom..." "...As I was saying, I was once like you. On the run, wild and free. I was...unstoppable. This blade was my trusted partner throughout my journey. It felt as if I was being watched over, with my every move being assuredly safe. My name was spread across the land, I was never caught. That is..." She smiled. "...until I met your Father. He was the only one who caught me in my tracks, through my heart. He was the reason why I'm here today, and why you're here beside me. It was a decision I'll never regret." "...Why are you telling me this, Mom? I-I thought...you were only a traveling vendor, or something..." Farran's mother smiled as she stood up and fixed her son's hair. "...What's my name?" "..." Farran wanted to ask her why, why she was asking him this. Why she left him alone all those years ago. Why he couldn't come with her. But all he could do, was reply to her question. "...Elizabeth." Elizabeth smiled, helping her son stand and hugging him once more. "...My real name, is Bonnie."

[10:05 AM] eros: Farran stopped, now realising why he was given the sword. "...Wait--! Mom--!?" He tried to ask talk to her, but his vision was suddenly obscured by a light. Once he was able to see again, his mother was gone. "..." Farran ran to his window, looking out to see his mother already a ways ahead. "Mom, wait! Don't go!" Bonnie smiled as she turned back to her son. "...I can't, dear. Your father's waiting after all." Farran panicked, he wanted to leap down, but it was too much for him. "Then...!! Then let me come with you! I want to see him again, too! I want us to be together again!" "I want that just the same, but...you have a job that is to be done. Now that you've inherited my title, and the sword Laverna." Bonnie turned her back on her son, walking away again. "May Verone watch over you, just as they did me..." "Wait! Mom, don't go!" Farran decided to leap after all, crashing his fall on some bushes. He hurriedly stood up, to chase his mother. But it was still too late for him. She was already gone, and he was left with nothing but her sword and title, one that he never wanted.

[10:08 AM] eros: "...Mom..." Farran dejectedly looked down at the sword in his hands. All he wanted was to be with his family again, and what he was given was a sword and the title of the Highwayman. Farran grit his teeth and threw the sword down in anger. "What do you even want from me!?"

[10:17 AM] eros: "...What was the point of wanting to be with you?! I prayed to whatever gods were out there so we can be a family again! And--and you leave me with a sword and nothing else?!" Farran continued to shout to someone who may as well already be gone. "...You know what...fine." Farran took Laverna back in his hands. "...I don't need you two. I've already gotten by on my own, who says I can't do it again." Farran truly wishes he could mean that, to forget his parents and go on by himself. But part of him still wishes that they could be together. "..." His scowl faltered as he hugged the sword, if he couldn't be with his family, then perhaps all he could do is make due with his mother's treasured blade.

[10:18 AM] eros: Stinky meowed at his owner, rubbing on Farran's legs as he did. "..." Farran smiled and picked his kitten up in his arms.

[10:19 AM] eros: He wished his Mother didn't talk to him.

[10:19 AM] eros: [Farran obtained Laverna!] ===End RP===

Arcian Justice Spear of Justice™

[2:21 PM] ColdToiletSeat: A heavy sigh escaped the dragoon, from his view in the azure expanse above all the others there didn't seem to be any more reinforcements coming for what remained of these rebels. At that, Javier cracked a cocky grin, he was getting bored. These rebels may have been large in number, but whatever they had in manpower was for naught, they lacked the effectiveness of a true army. Picking off rebel after rebel, the pegasus knight left only a bloody trail wherever he had gone. He felt no remorse, these Arcians had decided for themselves that they would rather fight the nation that provided them with their lives than to join in taking on the real threat. As the pegasus knight neared the shrine, his grip around Ferdinand's reins tightened, this skirmish was nearly over but he couldn't afford to become complacent. Shaking the excess pride from his shoulders, Javier noticed their leader was exposed. This was his chance. Forcing his mount into a rather quick descent, the dragoon held his lance at the ready as the wind whistled past his helmet. However, something was off about the enemy commander. His stare was piercing yet quite familiar. Ferdinand let out a pained whinnie as the pair came to a rather rough stop before the man. Wasting no time in pointing the tip of Partisan at the foe, Javier put up his visor and called out to the man. "You there! Commander of these rebels! I suggest you lay down your arms before I take them from you myself!"(edited)

[2:27 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: "Yeah, right, like I'd ever do that. If anything, you should be the one doing that!" the commander called back to the man atop the pegasus. He looked upwards, lifting his visor on his helmet and keeping his shield up, to see the rider and let out an evil smile. "You're the one who betrayed your country, are you not? Come back to us, Javier, and maybe I won't have to kill you."(edited)

[2:36 PM] ColdToiletSeat: A shock went through the man as he was referred to by his first name. His eyes widened only for a moment before they narrowed and fit right into his look of bitter disgust alongside his gritting teeth. "Who are you to call me a betrayer?!" Javier snapped back, his pointed lance still steady as fury painted the man's expression. "Know your place, rebel scum, and I won't have to cut you down!" How does he know me? The pegasus knight wondered, He's... familiar but I can't seem to place a definite match to anyone. Grrh, it doesn't matter. Those rebels are all the same and will die all the same, what's another carcass for the pile?(edited)

[2:45 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: "Me? The rebel scum? Ohohoho, you have it all wrong! Only a traitor wouldn't stay with Arcias in its time of need! She needs us to continue her reign!" Odias shouted, grinning smugly, "You're no match for a loyal Arcian trained in only the most prestigious of military schools!" Odias lowered his visor and made an exaggerated hand motion, signalling for Javier to come at him and fight like a real man.

[2:58 PM] ColdToiletSeat: "You're nothing but ungrateful worms! The lot of you!" Javier shouted in rebuttal, his face the epitome of anger as he slammed his visor down in response to the man's incessant taunting. "I will make sure by the gods above you rue the day you chose to oppose our once great nation!" The man added, grabbing the reins of his loyal steed and rearing him backwards before diving lance-first towards the mage fighter. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S2NK_cnCYeA(edited)

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[3:07 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: Odias switfly dodges Javier's dive, jumping slightly to his right, "Hah, nice try! I bet you never expected someone to actually dodge one of those, huh? Otherwise you never would have went for it." He then lands firmly and opens his time, shooting a large, yellow stream of thunder towards Javier.

[3:21 PM] ColdToiletSeat: Javier's eyes widened as the rebel commander deftly dodged his strike, that couldn't be, how could he have missed? The man shook his head only to open them to a Thoron bolt headed his way, there was no time, he couldn't move. The dragoon let out an anger-infused scream alongside a pained whinnie from Ferdinand as the spell jolted their bodies. The armor adorned with symbols of his nation proving useless against his foe as the blast met with him head-on. His mind spun in those few seconds, but the man simply refused to be defeated. ...Rgh, c'mon Javier. No need to be such a pansy, that was nothing compared to what you've been through before. The man thought to himself, regaining his bearings on the world before gripping his reins and attempting for another strike.

[3:48 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: The Mage Fighter did not expect the speed of the blow to be so high following a shock from his trusty Thoron tome, and as such, got hit squarely in his shoulder. The pressure of the impact sent him backwards, landing on his back with a thump, leaving him vulnerable as he flailed a bit trying to recover, "Gods! I see you're as tough as ever, but that won't be enough."

[4:58 PM] ColdToiletSeat: Javier sneered as his lance hit at least part of his target. His dismay quickly transformed into self-confidence, wakening his senses like a sudden splash from a bucket of cold water. And yet, the confusion of this man's relation to him remained. How? How does he know me? He said he was from one of the top military schools in Arcias, but who is he? And why does fighting like this feel familiar? "I think not!" He retorted, spinning his lance before pointing it once again at Odias. "The blessed head of the gods smiles down upon me, can you say the same?!"

[5:14 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: "Of course they are! Baiame has granted me his strength this very day! This is his temple, afterall!" Odias replied back as he managed to stand up, shooting another blast of Thoron unexpectedly after speaking, aiming for the pegasus's wings.

May 7, 2017

[5:54 PM] ColdToiletSeat: "Tch. How dare you try to defame the blessed head?!" The dragoon barked, kicking both of Ferdinand's sides as a way to press the pegasus forward. And into the thoron bolt he flew, watching as his outward stretched lance acted as a lightning rod for the strike, bringing the shock up the pole and into his arm. The pain was there, but Javier didn't seem to care as he kept moving forward. Much to the suffering of his mount, his priority was his mission and he was determined to come out on top. With a final yell, the decisive blow of the battle was struck. As the dust settled, the bloodied tip of Javier's Partisan stuck out of the other side of Odias' chest and from the moment forward, it was over. In that moment however, the man experienced a realization upon closer look of his opponent's face. He recognized it as one of his comrades from the academy he had grown up with. As Ferdinand's legs gave out and the two fell down, Javier's expression softened as he stood back up. Watching his childhood friend slowly bleed out on the ground was... a different experience. He tensed, clenching his fist as Odias raised a weak and trembling hand towards him. The pressure of the staff on his side burned as streaks of crimson flowed from the corner of the man's mouth. Doubt filled Javier's mind as one of his hands slowly raised to unclasp the magic crook from his belt. ...No, duty above all else. That's what they taught you. He thought, closing his eyes as he let both of his arms hang. The clang of blade against steel rang out around him as Prince Finn's forces cleared out the rest of the rebels. But none of it mattered in that moment, taking a breath Javier wrapped both of his hands around the Partisan before driving it through Odias and into the ground. Taking a knee with beads of bitter tears forming in his eyes, the dragoon began to pray. "Blessed be thee, Baiame, thy head of the gods. I ask that you be gracious and lend an ear to my plea on this day..."(edited)

[6:00 PM] Mappy | Best Dog: "Nrrrgh, y-you can't- you can't stop m-me!" Odias, despite being basically dead on the ground, bloody and unable to get up, he managed to lift his tome hand up and spoke a few ancient words before it fell back down onto his chest. The tome exploded into a huge mass of electricity that disintegrated the soldier's body, left the front of the temple ash black, and knocked over a nearby flagpole with the Arcian rebellion flag on it. It was one of those flagpoles with the pointy ornament on the top, golden in color. The pole was surprisingly lightweight.(edited)

[6:46 PM] ColdToiletSeat: "...and of these lives I've claimed on this day, I beg that you save none of them." Javier concluded, standing up and blinking a few times as he was left virtually unharmed from the blast. Placing a fist over his chestplate, the man closed his eyes before he cast his gaze skyward, muttering a simple "Thank you, Baiame."

[7:16 PM] ColdToiletSeat: Noticing the flagpole that had fallen, Javier walked over worriedly, mistaking the flag for one of his nation's. Upon kneeling down once more, the man took note of the piece of rebel propaganda that lay before him. He frowned at the sight of it, recognizing the tip of the pole as the ornate gold of his previous academy's. Wordlessly, the dragoon picked up the flagpole and ripped away the flag. Such beauty didn't deserve to be tarnished by such a dreadful symbol. He'd find a real Arcian flag for it and restore the pole to its former glory. [Arcian Justice Spear of Justice™ get!] =====End RP=====