At Sea

[St. Boethius]

Titulus


Primal of the Bubonem


After taking a moment to absorb power from the sounds of battle Titulus began circling the battle from up high. Looking for opportunities to strike and otherwise help out. As he watched he noticed that the pirates were still concerned about their ship for some reason. It was then that a plan formed in the Bubonem's mind. He would cause enough damage to the ship that if they didn't retreat they would loose the vessel. If they continued fighting on then he would launch a bombardment of sound waves on Deck. 


Starting with his first plan Titulus took a deep breath before unleashed an ear piercing scream from his very soul. The pulses of sound energy were so potent that one could see the waves collide with the enemy vessel. The sound waves caused the entire ship to Bob up and down within the latter erratically. Thinking for a moment Titulus focused the sound in from of him before releasing it, much like a bomb, the condensed vibrating sound would land on the enemy vessel and explode outward. So there Titulus floated in the air launching his sound bombs at the enemy vessel. While he would love to move around as he attacked creating his attack took too much concentration.

 

[Rurnur]

Braeg'ereck Daltzim and Gurush Daltzim
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Captains of the Cuervoraid, Twin leaders of the Blackwater Clan
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Grimacing with intense malice, Braeg'ereck snarled and inhaled deeply, his enormous gut filling with oxygen as he plunged deep beneath the sea, the waters growing black as the oil from his body dissipated into the ocean. The Titan's face shrivelled up with rage as it slammed into the hard rock below, before he began to roar. All of the souls inside the hateful being shouted in unison, all tired of being disrespected by children so much weaker than they themselves. "Release." The voices shouted, a battlecry that could be heard for miles across the ocean and even below it's depths due to it's immense power. And with that battlecry, his soul tossed and turned, reacting to the combined will of each soul making up the Titan. Staple to the Titan's way of combat, the battlecry was a unique ability used by the Immortals when they required a sudden burst of strength, each one with a different purpose, specific to the user and their chosen words. This battlecry was used to suddenly speed up the processing power of Braeg'ereck's soul, providing him with an almost endless supply of energy for a short period of time. With the sudden surge in power, Braeg's soul shimmered briefly before turning pitch black, foreshadowing the flood of darkness that came forth from the darkest reaches of his soul. All around the two Immortals, tendrils of black emerged from the Titan's body, thick, pulsating masses of the gelatinous substance that pushed against the ocean floor, peeling their master's face from the rocks. The ocean was now in absolute darkness, super-dense oil absorbed the sun's rays and stopped any water from getting in the immediate vicinity of he and the smaller Immortal. Neither Immortal could see anything, however Braeg could feel every inch of the place with his endless flow of energy. Slowly, just as the sea became darker, it also began to boil, for Braeg had been burning mass quantities of the now abundant oil supply within his soul. The process sent more and more oil throughout his body, until his right arm bulged and inflated before bursting into a black mist underneath his opponent's grip, when it instantly re-formed free of his enemy's grasp. Now free and able to fight, Braeg'ereck grinned wide, however unseen by his opponent. Still with his heavy club held firm in his left hand, Braeg pushed forward through the ocean of oil, preparing to send his weapon slamming straight into his opponent's gut, as the numerous gigantic tendrils of concentrated oil attempted to wrap around each of his individual limbs, leaving him unable to avoid the blow. Now surrounded by oil, being submerged was no longer a hindrance, but an advantage, as he struck at his enemy the oil moved with him, propelling his attack with an even greater force than he could have ever achieved on land. @Destructus Kloud


Back onboard the Cuervoraid, Gurush sighed with annoyance upon seeing one of the Immortals dart off at extreme speeds. Having already prepared his soul to challenge the speed of this Immortal by burning mass quantities of coal, "fuelling" his soul, he shot off after his target, dashing through the confines of the ship. As he gave chase, the Titan left a trail of steam and shattered rock with each step, pushing himself closer to the nimble Immortal second by second. Bringing his cleaver back and tilting his body, Gurush prepared to slam his blade into the Guardian, most certainly slicing him in half. However, just as he went to strike, the ship shook with the immense force of some kindof sound attack, causing him to miss the attack, his weapon instead landed in a wall that he was promptly slammed into. He grunted in frustration, quickly recovering his weapon and going after the Guardian once again, this time keeping in mind the instability of the ship. Now that his target had gotten ahead of him, he decided to use his knowledge of the ship's interior to his advantage instead. Gurush smashed his way into a ventilation shaft with access to the bottom level, and quickly made his way down, keeping track of the enemy's energy signature as he went. Now, Gurush stood at beginning of the small hallway leading to the engine room door, awaiting the enemy's approach, feeling the energy signature growing nearer by the second. And with each passing moment, Gurush's soul burned brighter and brighter, filling the hallway with thick, black smoke. @Garuda@SleepyBuddha

 

[Petroshka]

Auir watched the immortal boy walk onto the deck with a disgusted expression, 'couldn't he see they were being attacked? or is he arrogant enough to think that the invaders weren't a problem?' She watched him with a blank face as he threw the titan without effort and gave her a glare before the titan quickly got back up and struck the both of them to the bottom of the ocean. Auir slithered to the edge of the hole and jumped in to help the immortal. then she was engulfed in what she could only think was the oil from the titan a massive burst of it came from the bottom, luckily she didnt need to see and oil was denser than water and air meaning her sound waves would travel faster and hit harder. Using echolocation she found the both of them and the tendrils of concentrated oil. She had to think quick and used what water was still in the area around her to form a ball and used that ball as her main projectile like what she did with the air, in addition to being heavier than air it was heavier than oil as well which in theory should hit harder still. She fired it off with a streak of sound that superheated the void right behind it, going straight for the Titan's midsection. @Rurnur @Destructus Kloud





Acantha was in focus not really noticing the intense sound that rumbled through the ship, it wasnt until however, that a explosion of some kind made the ship bob in the water did she notice that the immortals werent have the best of times out there. She closed her laptop and slipped it into the tank-like suitcase that she had been carrying around with her then hid it in her quarters for later. Walking out of her quarters in the bottom levels of the ship did she notice the large hole that was letting water in. the mortal passengers of the ship were already attempting to repair the hole and she helped them out by forming a half-sphere of water right springs to keep the water out. as soon as the hole was repaired she walked onto the deck seeing the battle unfold before her. Oil had slicked the top deck and replaced the water in the ocean and then there was a another giant ship in similar size to the Gullinberst with immortals fighting one another and a few smaller titans fighting on the Gullinbers's deck. One attempted to strike her but he was swiftly dealt with by sending him flying into the distance via improvised massive slingshot. "Been busy without me it seems" 


@whoever is near the Gullinberst's deck

 

[catspit]

Vespar flattened her ears to her head as she felt a thick, foul smelling substance move around her large paws. She looked down and saw dark oil spreading along the ships deck. She snarled and picked up a paw, shaking it in an attempt to rid the oil of her paw. It was sticky and warm between her toes and she wrinkled her nose in disgust. She didn't dare to lick it off, the taste couldn't be much worse than the smell. She lifted her head and noticed the raiding titans numbers were getting lower, but there seemed two in particular that weren't going down easily. Most of the immortals she was traveling with seemed to be focusing their attacks to them. Vespar turned back and decided she would try to clear the ship of the other titans and leave the others to the heavy fighting of the other two. 

 

[Payphone.]

Isaac started following the Titan after he started running to catch the Guardian from before, using his magnets to help moving through the ship, he wasn't moving as fast as the other two Immortals, but it was faster than running. Along the way he saw that  the ship's interior had taken damage, with a path leading to a ventilation shaft on the way, he decided to follow it. Once inside, he noticed that the titan was standing still, while the guardian quickly moved towards him, it was surely a death trap, at the same time he knew that the ventilation shaft meant a way to get to their destination quicker, which, with some luck, would make the guardian and him meet the titam at the same time. 


@Rurnur@Garuda

 

[Field Marshall]

As soon as the Titan veered off into the ventilation shaft, Raiden began to focus expanding an electric field to use his electroreception. He could see everything now and where the engine room is, but also noticed what look like a huge thing blocking the way. He stopped seeing  the black smoke coming out of a small highway, he needed to get past the titan but wouldn't make it down even if he did because of the smoke. He wondered if that was his own thought or one influenced by the intelligence of his inner souls. He had to try at the very least try, may be he could hold his breath and speed through. He closed his eyes now mainly relying on his sixth sense, electroreception. He dashed towards the opening to the hallway and just before turning he lobbed several explosive ball of electricity around the corner before his body followed as the fast moving streak of electricity. He charged directly to the sword arm side of Gurush baiting Gurush to swing the sword at him.


@Rurnur  @Payphone.

 

[Kloudy]

Marx
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Marx's disgust for his opponent and his vile ability only grew as he felt the sickly black substance surround him, gripping to him like he stuck in quicksand and holding the boy in place. The sentinel then realised he couldn't see, of course he was swimming in oil, why would he be able to? Growling in annoyance once more, Marx uses his senses to try and perceive where the next attack was coming from. Quite predictably, it came from where the titan had last been and Marx could tell this due to the oil's currents and how they seemed to flow towards him before the point of impact. Immediately bringing his arms up in front of his face, Marx blocked the majority of the damage from the blow as he was sent shooting out of the black gelatinous cloud that had shrouded around them. Lightly coming to a stop along the ocean's floor, Marx immediately dashed forward again, a small shockwave dispersing off behind him from the sheer force of the leg movement and the strength behind it. Now back into the oil storm, Marx instead tried to an actual tactic instead of just relentlessly beating on his opponent. Coming to a stop somewhere inside the oil environment, Marx raised his fists and brought them down with as much strength as he could, turning the weight up in them considerably, into the seabed. There was a loud bang and some thunder as it exploded beneath him, cracks appearing all along it. For a brief moment, a sphere was created in which all the water and oil had been blasted away from the power of the strike to the ground, which opened up a massive trench into it. Now clearly seeing the now visible oil titan, Marx dashed forward again with his incredible power and flipped, moving to land a powerful roundhouse kick that would even make a titan of his enemy's stature struggle to block. It had to be quick though, because very soon the entire weight of the ocean would come crashing down on their heads again any second now. 


@Rurnur @Petroshka (i did it finally! : D)

 

[Rurnur]

Braeg'ereck Daltzim and Gurush Daltzim
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Captains of the Cuervoraid, Twin leaders of the Blackwater Clan
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The Titan's soul trembled once more, giving off one last discharge of thick, black smoke. His soul was charged, burning with the strength of all the clan members who worked so hard to achieve this level of power. Ready and waiting, Gurush had already raised his cleaver in preparation to strike the invader's soul in two before he had even entered the hallway. Sliding down low to the ground, the Titan pushed himself forward and practically dived on his belly towards the Guardian. As he shot forward, the accumulated smoke around his form was blown backwards into the hallway against the immense force of his movement, his speed had reached a level where none of these lowly Immortals could compete. Narrowly avoiding the barrage of electrical attacks, Gurush grit his teeth and swung the immense block of superheated coal that was his blade aimed right against the waist of his opponent. Being so close, Gurush should have taken the enemy off-guard as expected, countering his straightforward assault. Should the attack land, Gurush would be prepared to kick away the body of his enemy, and ready himself for the next invader that was surely down in the interior of the Cuervoraid as well. @Garuda@Payphone.


Back down beneath the Gullinberst, Braeg'ereck fought to pacify the Immortal that had it out for him. Upon the ocean floor, Braeg grimaced, feeling his soul shaking with impact from a sudden explosive attack. Quickly looking above to see the beast from earlier, he knew what had to be done. Opening his mouth wide, allowing an eruption of black to shoot forth from his gut, spewing into the space between the two Immortals, filling the gap with complete darkness. The battlefield was his, and with a turn of his massive body, Braeg used the slick substance and his gelatinous body to force his opponent's kick to slide right off his stomach as he pushed himself off the ocean floor and began to ascend. With a strong kick, the Titan shot upwards and pushed the mass of oil he left behind onto his opponent, the sticky mass surrounded the boy's small form and clung to his soul relentlessly, stopping him from pursuing Braeg as he swung his club towards the Primal, pushing her back with the water pressure as he himself was sent flying onto a nearby beach. Coughing briefly as he landed, adjusting himself while recovering from the clash. He looked about at the small landmass he found himself on, climbing up the sand washed with black from the nearby oil-filled waters. @Petroshka@Destructus Kloud

 

[Morgrim]

Valerian let out a loud yawn as he lazily opened his eyes. He was in the lower deck of the Gullinberst, currently resting in one of the cots. It seemed all of the others had already forsaken sleep, and where causing a commotion up on deck. Explosions, screaming, and surging discharges of powers were all brewing up quite the storm above his head. All he could do is let out another loud yawn, as he threw the blanket onto the floor, feeling a small level of sorrow that his head had to leave the fluffy comfort of a pillow. Whoever made him get up would have hell to pay since they prevented him from sleeping in until midday. He picked up his crossbow from beside his bed, and grabbed his bag full of detonating clay. The murky atmosphere of the ship was depressing, and the dripping of water through the cracks filled the place up with an equally murky smell that was pungent, and made his nose crinkle. "Damn these other immortals, no respect for a man's sleep they should feel ashamed." He said scaling up the stairs to the main deck, where he was greeted with a real mess. 


Oil slicked most surfaces, people were fighting everywhere, and the screaming never ceased. He hand't recognized most of the people that were here, but he could tell they were being raided by pirates. "Well this is certainly inconvenient, so which ones are the bandits, and which ones are my allies?" He questioned to himself while observing everything for a brief moment, and then like any good cartoon character he snapped his fingers in realization. "Oh I know, just hit the ugly ones, they must be the pirates since they never bathe." Maybe it was weird, but at least it helped him pick out the pirates in the crowd. Slathering some detonating claw on the tip of his crossbow bolt he aimed it at a small group of pirates, and loosed the arrow. While it was midair he created an explosion causing the arrow to splinter into three separate pieces, triggering a secondary explosion at the base of each arrow to dramatically accelerate its velocity. Should the arrows hit it would pierce through the skulls of three separate enemies. "Boom, headshot." 


(I apologize for not tagging, and any inaccurate details, I have no had the time to read the previous posts as you are all fairly far in the rp, and I am just a humble newbie here.)

 

[Petroshka]

Auir was hit by the wave of water pressure but thanks to her nature of being a sea creature it didnt do much damage. She was about to give chase to the titan until she noticed the young immortal he had been fighting earlier wasnt following, looking back she saw him still entangled in the coils of oil. She bursted toward the young one with a sonic pulse and let out a low droning roar to hopefully disrupt the molecules of the the oil enough to weaken for the young child to escape. Hopefully she wasn't too late, and this wouldnt cause too much damage to the child she was trying to rescue. @Destructus Kloud @Rurnur  


What caught Acantha's attention were the sounds of multiple explosives on the deck of the Gullinberst, She swiftly lifted herself into the air in order to find the source of the explosions. Explosions on a mostly wooden ship was never a good thing, nor was this fire and slick oil allover the place. She landed down next to another immortal. "Be careful of those explosives! we dont want to set the ship alight especially with all this oil around." She glared at him with a apathetic look despite the smile before a random pirate attempted to take a strike at her. She dodged and quickly surrounded him in her invisible strings and launched him away. Walking with her back toward the immortal looking out for any non-occupied pirates that might want a piece of her. "Acantha, you?" She looked back at the, uh. Giving him a once over from his head to his toes. A somewhat gruff looking man? @Morgrim

 

[Kloudy]

Marx
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Marx struggled against the oil bindings that held him down with fervour, smashing his small fists through them to no avail. Everytime he would break one they would just reform, tying him down to the seabed with it's disgustingly slippery grip. What was worse was that the cracks in the ground that he had made were now sucking oil and water down beneath, which was going to include Marx as well soon if he didn't do anything, "Get this impotent scum off of me now before I pull your lungs through your throat!" He yelled at nobody in particular as he flailed about, his fists occasionally banging against the floor and leaving small craters. It was then that he noticed the primal that had been making those incessantly annoying sounds earlier come towards him with a sonic blast that left his ears ringing even underwater. Still suitably annoyed at the primal creature, but less so for freeing him, Marx managed to manoeuvre himself about the stunned oil binds to position himself in a crouched position. With that prepared, he then launched himself upwards with a powerful jump that left a larger crater than before. Streaking out from the surface of the water like an arrow, Marx crashed down onto the island, sanding showering down around him. Looking about, Marx caught sight of the titan he'd been fighting and pointed an angry finger at him, "Right, we're on land. You're in my territory now, no more hiding, no more games. I'm gonna pulverize you so hard I'll mess your DNA up!" He then began to walk towards the oil-spewing man slowly. The grains and beads of sand began to vibrate around him as he revealed his power finally. If that sentinel girl was watching, she'd be more than pleased to discover what he could do. A moment later, a ring of sand rose around his body, slowly spinning about him like an asteroid belt. The sand around the titan's legs began to grip to his feet, slowing him down and trying to pull him under.


@Rurnur @Petroshka

 

[Rurnur]

Braeg'ereck Daltzim
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Captain of the Cuervoraid, Co-leader of the Blackwater Clan
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Snarling angrily, Braeg attempted to step forward towards the boy in an act of retaliation, but he found himself unable to move. "Land, huh?" The Titan glanced downwards, pulling up with his feet, putting the pieces together slowly. Devising a plan, he slowly slung his club on his back, freeing both his hands. "Bah, enough with your nonsense, child. An Immortal should know when they're outmatched. You need real power if you're gonna be that confident." Braeg'ereck spat hatefully, before he bent his knees and thrust his monstrous palms directly into the sand, pumping gallons of thick oil into the beachfront. With his battlecry still in full effect, the masses of energy from his soul transformed the landscape into a dark gooey arena, wobbling and glistening with sand and oil. The beach immediately became a swamp-like land that would suck in and devour any form of life. While his oil mixed in with the sand, eventually the sheer weight of the liquid was enough to overpower any control the boy had over the sand, and Braeg was free of his grip. Grinning, the Titan clenched both his fists and smacked them into eachother. Licking his lips, the muscles in his arms began to pulsate up until his fists and forearms were oil slick, pitch black and bulging with added strength. Wafts of steam emerging from the "muscle fibers" formed by hardened oil revealed the energy was slowly becoming superheated from the Titan's soul. Lowering his stance, Braeg shot his fists forward in an explosion of steam, one after another, the muscles stretched extensively, becoming seperate entities from his avatar as the projectiles headed straight for his opponent's core. As the false arms detached themselves from Braeg's true body, he smirked and sunk below the thick goo, being pulled zig-zag underneath the battlefield by the black substance, when he quickly emerged from the sand, to the side of the boy with his club once again at the ready, prepared to swing low at the Immortal's knees. The Titan's appearance was demonic as he emerged from the ground, dripping and coated with the disgusting substance, accompanied with his hollow eyes and prominent horns, it was more than apparant that there was very little humanity left within that soul of his. @Destructus Kloud 

 

[Kloudy]

Marx
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Marx looked down in mild surprise as the beach soon turned black with the rotten energy of the being before him. Of course he would simply spread his putrid influence wherever he went. This titan seemed to have a talent for converting whatever environment he was in to give himself the advantage. Marx even sighed, if only he controlled the air, there was just too much of it for the titan to block if they were to fight like that. But alas, he only had influence over the ground, which was now tainted beyond his control. Well, the surface of it was anyway. Seeing the flurry of punches coming at breakneck speed, Marx did his best the sidestep and dodge the blows, but a few clipped his sides and face a little as he inched back slightly. And then the titan appeared at his side, club once again aimed to smash him to pieces. Immediately Marx brought his arms up in a cross to block the damage but it still sent him flying. Not wanting to hit the gross slimy black ground, the sand that had been floating about Marx flew to his aid, cushioned his fall and lifting him above the oil. Standing on a 'cloud' of sand, Marx frowned at his opponent. He then looked down at his arms, the stone body shield that acted like an outer layer of his body had broken upon impact from the incredibly powerful attack, but slowly regenerated back. It was extra damage absorbtion that covered his whole body, but it couldn't tank everything and attacks such as these were one of them. No, he had been blinded by his rage, he couldn't take on the titan singlehandedly, not without sacrifice anyway. He would need those from the ship to help him, but he couldn't call them yet, he still had to immediately not get destroyed by the impending threat of the enemy ship's captain. But he needed more earth to do that. Below the oil-infected ground, more earth erupted to the surface, a mix of dirt and sand that spiraled like a hurricane towards Marx, spinning violently around his arms. Narrowing his eyes as his bared his teeth behind the mask, Marx rushed forward again and brought his earth hurricane-arms down on the titan, the dual attack acting like a sharp stony chainsaw that eroded the titan's defence should he be unable to dodge, all the while Marx still floated on his platform of sand.


@Rurnur

 

[Morgrim]

||Valerian Grimjaw||
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A female immortal introduced them self to Valerian by giving him a warning, which earned her a quizzical look from him. His first thought when look at them was that she looked like a snowflake, and her personality seemed as cold as that too. A simple man playing with his fire and party poppers, and someone swoops in to try and ruin his fun. "Acantha huh? I am Valerian Grimjaw, you may call me Valerian, or Grim, but don't call me Jaw otherwise you will sound like an idiot. I am a Huntsmen extraordinaire!" He said with a flourish and a gesture with his hands. His theatrics were matched with him lobbing a glob of detonating clay over board where the oiling scourge had just surfaced. A sphere of explosive material roughly the size of an apple, though when it goes off it explodes with ten times the force of a barrel of gunpowder. All the while he remained nonchalant about everything, though he matched her smile for smile. "I may call you snowflake from time to time hon, you know if I am feeling playful. It's nice to meet a friendly face though. Care to fill me in on what I missed, I was kinda snoozing below deck before just now." He asked the woman named Acantha. Hopefully the explosive he had lobbed over deck would have had some impact  Braeg since Marx looked as if though they were in a real bind with the powerful immortal. @Petroshka @Destructus Kloud @Rurnur

 

[Oceo Frose]

Issan Guardi


The Novice Guardian

 
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Issan found himself in the old temple that he called home, back on the planet that he was made. The inside of it was like he remembered, a big space with four statues, the four ancient guardians that made him.
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He looked to all the directions, he knew that it was just a dream, but it was odd that he dreamed of that specific place. But then he saw someone who was floating above one statue, a girl with a mix between blond and brown hair, she had a blue robe similar to what he used on his avatar, his eyes were also golden like he's. It was the same girl that communicated with him in most of his adventure in the vessel.
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"What I'm doing here? Did you manifested this dream?" Asked Issan with a confused tone on his voice. It was odd to heard them on his head while he was in battle, but it was even more odd to speak with one of his souls in his dreams. The girl just nodded to let herself fall from the rock figure slowly, approaching to Issan with a serene face.
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"Issan, I had to speak with you. In your adventures in this planet, you always did what you had to do alone. Then why allied up with another guardian if I may ask?" Said the girl looking right into Issan's eyes. He felt like he couldn't lie to her, he was her and she was him after all.
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Issan dropped his head and just sighed, she had a point. He always did his things alone, but he didn't wanted to be alone anymore. "I... I just don't want to be alone anymore. I want to have someone to rely on and help me when i'm in need." He said, now looking at her, disappointed with himself.
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She smiled and caressed the face of the male, just like a sign of affection. "But, Issan. Did you noticed that he is just using you to be stronger? What if he's even stronger than you? That guardian would throw you away, like thrash. That's what I don't want you to live... The same that happened to me..." She said the last one with a sad smile.
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"The same that happened to you?..."
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"Yeah. I was born as a proto-immortal, just like a blessing from the Gods of this beautiful universe. Even though I didn't had the natural abilities of a full fledged immortal, I could manipulate the light, just like you can. I used my power for the church, I gave my life and energy to heal the sick and wounded with my power, but then I realized... That I was just being used as an object, as just a tool that could heal sicknesses and wounds. After that, I just committed suicide... I died on the verge of my youth, with just sixteen years being alive...." Said the girl looking down, almost crying.
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"That's... I am so sorry..." Issan just could say that. He was impacted by the story of the girl.
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"Issan. Promise me that you won't ever let anybody use you as me... Please... Just promise me that little thing..." 
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"I... I promise. I promise by my name, Issan Guardi, that no one would use me, ever again." 
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"Thanks. If you wanted to know my name by any reason. It is Rean. Now, it is time to wake up." The girl cleaned her face and then snapped her fingers with a smile.
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Issan opened his eyes, back in the vessel, he got up and sat on the bed. He closed his eyes to not cry for what he was told. 
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"Do not worry Rean. No one would use me. I promised you that, right?" He said, putting one hand over his chest, where his soul was located.
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[Field Marshall]

Raiden baited Gurush to swing at him for one reason because he knew trying to avoid the blade would make him miss his opportunity. He charged up a huge amount of electric energy into his blade and threw the blade down the hallway which shot like a bolt of lightning right into the engine of the Cuervoraid. Raiden's body however was struck by Gurush's blade just after he released the sword, Raiden body was sent into the wall pieces of the hip of his avatar displaced by the jagged edge of Gurush's blade. Raiden felt then kicked back the way he came. He was left laying there half his hip missing but with a triumphant expression. 


@Rurnur @Payphone.

 

[Petroshka]

Acantha watched Valerian with a unimpressed eye as he gave her a nickname out of no where and seemingly instantly however it didn't really phase her what did phase her was that word. 'coming out to just say hes a huntsman huh?' She'd have to keep a close eye, and leash, on it. "You can call me a Guardian." She slowly turned around to him with a smile assuming a much more lax posture than before. Debris that were loose such as pieces of wood and equipment started to lift into the air and spiraled about. anyone who wasn't Acantha would think of the motion as chaotic and dangerous. however each piece was either wrapped around in strings or simply have strings going through them. For Acantha, it was the most controlled and and safest thing around. The debris soon formed a spiraling tendril and She used it to clear some of the large deck of pirates leaving the warriors with some breathing room before she looked away from the deck to a much larger pirate. perhaps one of the bosses judging from the oil that caked the ocean around the fight. Glancing at the 'Sentinel' boy for a brief moment seeing the sand platform he was on she used the tendril of debris and slammed it on the titan pumping it full of the debris and strings. She used this opportunity to gather information on how Titan physiology differed from normal mortals also how thick the oil coat was. All this thinking of titans made her wonder. 'where was the captain in all this?' She put two fingers on her ear. "Astro, give me a sitrep on the captain" @Rurnur @Wickedkent @Morgrim @Destructus Kloud


Auir finally "plopped" onto the surface after struggling with the oil that covered the surface of the water she was in. Watching the fight from afar it seemed the immortal boy as getting assistance and decided to point her attention to the enemy ship where there were also immortals fighting. She swam toward the ship and shot tight narrow bolts of sound at the hull to both make water/ oil flow inside and weaken the hull for a sonic blast to make a larger hole for her to swim inside. @Payphone. @Garuda 

 

[Kent]

Astro Vashile
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He tapped his earpiece while fighting a couple of enemies.
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"I don't know. I am currently busy dealing with the little ones." He then punched one in the face and elbowed the one behind him. One tried to hit him with an axe which he quickly countered by launching a blue fire ball at him. He then looked for a new target and found Braeg fighting a couple immortals including acantha. He then rushed towards them. Fire erupted from his feet launching him towards the titan. He threw a couple of blue fire balls at Braeg followed by a beam of blue fire.
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@Rurnur @Petroshka @Destructus Kloud
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[Rurnur]

Braeg'ereck Daltzim and Gurush Daltzim
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Captains of the Cuervoraid, Twin leaders of the Blackwater Clan
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The hulking beast of an Immortal breathed heavily, hunched over as the oil from his body dripped onto the ground below, the landscape moving and changing with each passing moment. His eyes narrowed, feeling the attention of multiple enemies focusing in on him, now that he was out in the open. Looks like he wouldn't be able to hold back anymore. These children would see that they were nowhere near ready for the Pilgrimage. If he and his brother weren't, then it would be a sad joke if this bunch were to gain any ground in the Badlands. "Combustion." The souls inside Braeg'ereck shouted out, waves of energy pulsating out across the ocean as his soul rumbled, shimmering with energy. It had been a long while since he had been forced to perform so many Battlecries in a short amount of time, but he wouldn't underestimate his opponents here. Braeg wasn't one to mess around, and the power he gained from this ability would make sure of it. Still feeling the aftereffects of his previous battlecry, Braeg's soul began to vibrate intensely, working like a high-powered engine to burn the practically endless supply of oil he had been blessed with, superheating his body until he glowed bright orange and crimson, the heat giving off clouds of steam that covered the small island.

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His new form revealed the Titan's true strength, giving off an aura so powerful that every Immortal in his vicinity would feel the overwhelming difference in ability. Braeg'ereck began to laugh maniacally, his voice growing deeper and more menacing as his soul continuously worked to gain more and more power. After a few moments, the mixture of oil and sand that was once the beach, had become a superheated pool of glowing oil, tinted with crimson and filling the battlefield with smoke and steam. Grinning confidently, Braeg stared at Marx as he approached, before being sucked down into the oil mixture, swiftly avoiding the attack, and moving out of the path of several other attacks, including a barrage of blue flame and debris. Erupting forth from the beach once again, this time further down the coast, Braeg raised his club and formed a cannonball sized sphere of highly condensed, superheated oil in front of him. His three eyes focusing on one target each: his left on the white-haired girl who had launched debris from the ship, his right on the incoming attacker who used blue flame, and his third eye upon the earth-user, whose attack he had just evaded. His movement was an orange blur as he swung his club, knocking the projectile out of the sky, sending it zooming towards the white-haired girl's head. Without a moment's hesitation, Braeg was sucked down into the beach again and popped up elsewhere, further inland but still within the pool of black liquid. Shooting up again, he repeated the process, sending a red-hot cannonball aimed at both the man dashing to the battlefield from the boat, and to the earth-user after rising from the oil in an attempt to catch him with his back turned, but consciously keeping his distance to stay out of the range of the earth tornado. @Destructus Kloud@Petroshka@Wickedkent 


Elsewhere, Gurush looked back at the recently damaged engine, spluttering oil before slowing to a halt, stopping the ship's movement capabilities for the time being. He frowned briefly, before turning back to see the rather sad situation before him. Just moments before, Gurush had felt the satisfaction of digging his cleaver into the soul of one who dared to enter his own ship uninvited. But now, the intruder lay apparently defeated before him. "I pity my brother wasn't the one in this position, I think you'd feel better about your actions, witnessing his rage before your eyes." The Titan announced calmly, knowing the ship's technology meant nothing to him, but more so for his brother, Braeg'ereck. Dissapointed, Gurush would have preferred a more fair fight, not a pathetic sacrifice. What to do now? Despite appearances, neither he nor his brother were particularly fond of murder. The Titan struck his blade into the ship floor and glared coldly at the downed Immortal. "Move." He said loudly, motioning with his head towards the stairway. Hoping for the weakling to take the hint and leave the ship. He'd lost track of the other intruder, perhaps he had become overwhelmed by fear? Either way, Gurush kept his eye out for both any more intruders, and any sudden movements from his fallen foe. It was an awkward situation, he needed to continue the assault with the rest of the crew, but he couldn't do that with possibly two intruders in their own vessel. @Payphone.@Garuda

 

[Oceo Frose]

Issan Guardi


The Novice Guardian

 
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Issan heard something, it wasn't the pleasant sound of immortals talking, it was more like the sound of rocks crumbling and swords clashing with energy all over. He could feel the energy levels around him rising tremendously, it was actually more than what he was used to feel. He felt a shiver through his spine and then got up of the bed, he made his green robe appear on his avatar and then went upstairs to see what was all those noises.
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The immortals of the vessel were fighting to another one, it was pretty huge, but then he saw a crimson explosion coming from an island nearby. It was a crimson titan engulfed in what seemed to be fire along overheated sand, he was big, could be even bigger than the captain of the vessel he was travelling on.
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"But... H-how!?... how many time passed!?..." Issan was shocked by all the situation going on, but then he felt the rush going through his body. It was time to hear his previous lives.
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"Probably two or three weeks. We were pretty bored." Said an old man on his head.
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"Ouch... Well, maybe I should be a support or something. Maybe take a long range position." Issan made appear both his jeweled spear and sword. He pointed the sword behind him and then shoot a passive blast of light, propelling him to the other vessel.
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When he landed on the deck of the other ship, he heard steel clashing and sounds of pain, he made a disgusted face and started to walk in direction of those sounds.
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"Ugh... Why did you even thought of coming here? This place is just creepy. Even creepier then a battle zone." Said the voice of a girl, he knew that it was Rean.
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"Because it might be a good battle experience." He said to her as he kept walking.
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@Rurnur
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@Garuda
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@Payphone.
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[Seraph Darkfire]

Suddenly, there was a pulse of energy that flowed across the island. It was oppressive and suffocating, pressing down on all of the immortal beings on and near the island. Anyone who happened to be within the island's boundary was fiercely and violently thrown towards the sea. The mists around the island scattered bringing the bright sky out once more.


However, the calm sea was no more as it thrashed against the two ships as if it was trying to sink them.


Then, a single sigh echoed through the air "You know, I was trying to ignore you all, making such a ruckus on my island" the voice was soft yet masculine, filled with a light sense of joviality. Beneath that however was a sense of anger and annoyance "Kids will be kids, let them fight it out and they will leave on their own" there was another pulse of energy that flowed across the island "I suppose I was wrong"


From the house at the center of the island, a young man walked out. He looked surprisingly normal despite the terrifyingly oppressive energy that flowed out from him. A glowing blue energy danced between his eyebrows on his forehead and his bright blue eyes pierced through the beings that were fighting "Now I am annoyed and I am only going to say this once" he opened his hand and thrust it forward. From his palm, a powerful energy was thrust forward, careening towards all of the people on the island. The energy didn't differ between those who were attacking and those who were defending. It wasn't a killing force, but a repulsive force, designed to propel them away from his island "Get off of my damn Island!"

@Rurnur@Destructus Kloud@Petroshka@Wickedkent@Payphone.@Garuda@Oceo Frose


(I'm sure I missed a lot of people, but I think I got all of the main players at the moment)

 

[Rurnur]

JAD TZOKNILL
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Leader Of Clan Coldtusk, hailing from the Northern Bellum Alps
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After successfully clearing out a number of pirates from the upper deck of the Gullinberst, the Captain had begun steering the ship away from the enemy vessel, and started heading back along the path to the Badlands, which brought them next to the small island where a number of Immortals were doing battle with the enemy. For the most part, the battle seemed to be going well: the enemy ship's engine had been disabled, and the stronger of the two captains had been pulled off the ship onto the nearby island, leaving the Gullinberst mostly free of enemies, apart from a few stragglers left behind. But, as soon as the ship arrived at the Isle, he and the Gullinberst were both met with a terrifying blast of energy, that seemed to come from nowhere. Jad grunted and struggled to keep the ship stable after all the damage it had taken in the battle, and now this. He had reset the Gravity anchors earlier, so the now raging seas wouldn't be as much of problem, compared to the mess the enemy's vessel was in. "Good work! Now, be rid of the remaining attackers! Those Titans ought to know when a battle has been lost, so it's time to move." Jad shouted through the storm and massive waves crashing against the sides of the ship.


@Petroshka@Morgrim@catspit (All those aboard the Gullinberst)

 

[Field Marshall]

Raiden raising his hand to his sword which from the knowledge he gained from Issan is a Soul Transformation so he figured he could use it to temporarily repair his avatar enough to run away. The sword removed itself from the engine turning into a blue ball of energy, the flow of oil from the engine increased. It came to Raiden's hand where he then put it to missing chunk of his hip. The ball merged with his avatar and replaced the missing chunk of his hip though it was just the bone and muscle, he was still missing the right side of his abdomen. Raiden wouldn't be able to use his sword for a while until his avatar actually repaired itself, but he had no need of it immediately. He pulsed with electricity and then was gone in streak of lightning as he raced out he noticed a flow of oil trailing into the ship nearing the trail of oil from the engine. He had an idea he planned to use once he's away. 


The streak of lightning raced on the deck to the Cuervoraid and then over onto the deck of the Gullinberst just as it began to pull away from the Cuervoraid. Raiden detected immortal presences still on the Cuervoraid and yelled "Withdraw back to the Gullinberst."  Raiden waited till the Gullinberst was just out of the oil spill, if the other immortals were smart they would have returned to the Gullinberst once it even began pulling away from the Cuervoraid. Then with a smirk he fired a ball of electricity right into the oil igniting the oil into raging inferno which crawled towards the Cuervoraid as it currently was leaking into that ship and once the outside oil meets the oil inside the engine, the whole thing would explode. 


@Rurnur  @Payphone. @Oceo Frose @Petroshka

 

[Rurnur]

Gurush Daltzim
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Captain of the Cuervoraid, Co-leader of the Blackwater Clan
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Narrowing his gaze upon the fleeing Guardian, Gurush wandered up from the ship's bottom floor, noticing the Immortals fleeing back to their own vessel. Things became clearer however when the ship began to rock back and forth, bursts of energy coming from various sources erupting from all over, one in particular seemed to come from the man whose life he spared, sending the Cuervoraid and himself into an inferno of destruction. The Titan's face tilted low, glaring fiercely at the smoldering deck beneath his feet, the splintering walls and melting structures. He started up the stairwell, moving effortlessly across the burning wood, until he finally emerged unscathed from the ship in the process of exploding. It was to be expected, the reaction between electricity and oil energies was nothing to an Immortal, the explosion was no energy, but just a Mortal effect upon this world. Dragging his weapon across the burning deck, Gurush stepped out slowly amongst the roaring flames, and immediately locked eyes with the Guardian responsible for this. His eyes sparked and began to glow, and his body burst forward towards his target in a blur of action. If the Guardian didn't remove himself from the attack path with unexpected speed, then Gurush's massive cleaver would strike his wounded soul once again, most likely cracking the precious orb this time. Steam exploded upon the deck of the Gullinberst as the Titan crashed down behind the Guardian, the speed he achieved was so intense, not even Gurush was aware if his attack landed, or if he just slid through the enemy's soul like a knife through butter. @Garuda@Oceo Frose@Payphone.@Petroshka

 

[Field Marshall]

Raiden watched as the Cuervoraid went up in flames but also as the titan emerged unscathed onto the deck of the sinking and burning ship. Raiden knew the titan would likely come after him next but also lacked the energy to fight only had the energy to run. But he knows where to run, once again as that lightning fast streak of electricity he raced out of the path of the steaming titan. By the time the titan had touched down on the deck of the Gullinberst, Raiden had raced to the side of Jad Tzonkill. "I destroyed the enemy ship but their Captain has chased me here because he kind let me go and I still blew his ship to smithereens. Though to be honest he would have likely still came after us anyway though he is more pissed off now." Raiden rapidly explained. 


@Rurnur @Payphone. @Oceo Frose  @Petroshka