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[ChazGhost]

Drix and minions friends

Once back home Drix immediately checked in with Ebony to see if everything was ready for his travels. Drix founded her finishing up last few things needed before they headed out Drix headed out. "I see everything is ready to go," Drix said smiling at Ebony.

"Of course Mr.Drake. I was also able to get you additional assistance from the church. I have temporarily recruited the Komodo Dragons to help you out." Ebony said giving a small bow before relaying the information.

"Ohh ya Pade4utoday district. I miss that guy, he was a good man." Drix commented before Ebony led him the caravan was waiting. The caravan was made of six wagons, each holding trade goods and items needed to step up temporary stands. With that were six merchant golems, and twelve knight armor golems equipped with fire enchanted swords. And finally for additional support Typhoon, Fang, and the Komodo Dragons would be joining them to provide extra firepower. With everything now set, Drix gave the orders to head out...

After some traveling Drix made to the village where he when quickly went to meeting up Sall Tenn. But unaware to him he had adorable sleeping demon vampire in one of his wagons...

Petroshka general ostruppen

 

[general ostruppen]

Chapter Adventure

Just as Krinjo and Celestael were about to return to the church. Celestael couldn't help but notice the distant shout of someone behind them. Just as she turned her head towards the sound, Krinjo is instantly sent flying twenty five feet forward by an icy gauntlet. Resulting in him landing in a stack of finally symmetrically put in placed wooden cargo boxes. A short brawny NPC man is seen next to the now destroyed boxes and proceeds to grab his sport cap and violently throws it on the ground, yelling on how he worked so long on stacking those perfectly symmetrical boxes. Celestael quickly goes on to identify the culprit and see's Fabian at the end of the alley way. She seemed relieved but at the same time a bit pissed off that one of the creators would go as far as abuse his/her power on another fellow servant, even if it is THE Krinjo Macarius. However Celestael goes ahead and remains calm and stands at attention of Fabian, "It is an honor to be under your presence Lord Fabian. In what do we owe the pleasure of your presence other then showing your brutish hatred to my brother?" Krinjo is seen in the background with him slowly struggling to raise a pointed finger, "I......Krinjo Macarius......Am honored......To receive such a prestigious and elegant attack, but I would like to point out the flaw of your-" Before he could finish Celestael Casts a raining cloud over him, drowning out his voice. The nearby chapter platoon watch in humor, "Quite an eventful day would you say battle brothers?" Several mutter in agreement.

HighSanguinaryPriest​

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Odneta Ichi & Nyamiko
Nourishing Information​

"Ah porridge, that sounds nostalgic. Right, Fuuko?" Ichi chuckled before reaching over to pat Nyamiko's head. All the while being careful not to disturb her 'hair' too much in case he distorts it too much and make her nature as a slime all too obvious for either of them. Something Nyamiko made clear by the split second glare she shot towards Ichi before resuming her meek expression and nodding. "M-Mama used to make it too..."

"That she did..." Ichi muttered before turning his attention to the bartender, who introduced himself as Tribigild, approached them. Close enough that both Nyamiko and Ichi could smell the slightly citrus, alcoholic smell wafting off the man's breath. Citrus, the smell of vitamin C, Nyamiko wondered why that smell made her suddenly think of the life she has lost. It reminded her of the synthetic cold medicine her mother would feed her when... It doesn't matter anymore. More importantly, it seems that Tribigild just asked Ichi a very valid question and she managed to return her attention back in time to hear his practiced reply.

"Just past where the river splits. There is... well.... was a small settlement there. Mining if I could recall.... I'm sorry, those monsters rattled me pretty good. I can't seem to think about home without seeing... them. Their horrid twitching forms.... The screams.... The bodies... I-I can still see..." Ichi stuttered. Nyamiko was just staring at him, shocked at his act. Who knew? Maybe she should make the Crew act out old plays. But first.

"P-Papa? Papa, you're doing it again...." Nyamiko muttered, tugging on Ichi's sleeve and exhibiting a saddened and worried expression. Like a child when she sees a parent acting all funny. "Ah... S-Sorry dear... I'm alright...."

Petroshka

Hamilton Cipher
Plan, Planning, Planned​

"Isekai.... Heh, you read too much, Alishia." Hamilton couldn't help but chuckle after listening to Alishia's own theory on their situation. A part of him was worried about the whole mess but if he were to be honest, another was glad that they will most likely not return to their old world. Who wanted to? All red tape, corporate rules, assassinations, and more work than ever. This New World has its own dangers but Hamilton's inner daredevil was screaming in joy for this world of adventure. And seeing as how the Mirror of Remote Viewing worked, he has all the spells and skills he grinded for at hand to assist. Not only that, he has his own fellow Guildmates to depend on. Like Marx who stated that all the NPCs' work will only be temporary.

"That is true, Marx. Alabaster's defenses are indeed temporary. Which is why I am glad to have you around, you seem to have something in mind. Over here. You too, Alishia." Hamilton beckoned for his guildmates to come over as he walked towards the Mirror of Remote Viewing he had hung up behind the painting in his study. It still showed the unfamiliar lands around the Witch Garden's new location. With a wave of his hand, the view zoomed out to show the Garden from a bird's eye view. To Hamilton's confusion, it didn't seem like Alabaster was setting up the defenses just yet. He figured that the NPC was busy gathering supplies to make for a sturdier perimeter.

"This. Is where we are now. I'd like your opinions on the type of defenses we require in the long run. I was thinking of setting up 2 layers of walls with magical minefields in-between. Should buy us some time if they do manage to breach a wall." Hamilton stated, pointing out the roughly estimated region where he wanted the walls and traps to be placed.

Damafaud Kloudy EccentricFantasy

Mikazuchi Niiko
A Miko's Duty​

"Ooooh ouch.... Poor fellow..." Niiko winced as she watched Lord Fabian punch a rather mouthy man and the distance he flew afterwards. Her view from the sky gave her a rather good view of the whole incident and she decided to note this down. Just in case. Once the mini report was written, she gracefully descended towards the alleyway. Ignoring Lord Fabian and the rest and headed towards the delirious man under the small rain cloud. Taking care to prepare her oil-paper umbrella that hung from her hip like a sword to shelter herself from the rain. She knelt before the injured man.

"Shhh. Speak not another word, Krinjo Macarius. You are injured and I am here to ease your pain." Niiko softly, taking a deep breath, she readied her spell.

"Cure Moderate Wounds!" Niiko casted, energetically gesturing an open palm forward. Right into Krinjo's nose.

general ostruppen HighSanguinaryPriest

 

[HighSanguinaryPriest]

After applying his icy fist to Krinjo Marcarious' face, Fabian felt his fury dissipate like smoke on the breeze. Turning his attention to the other Aqua Marines, and their captain, Fabian Nodded in thanks. "I could only take so much annoyance for one day. Please forgive me for using Krinjo here as a punching bag." He said with absolute sincerity, before thinking Even though the annoying prick was asking for it....

Seeing Niiko light down next to the now dazed and hopefully humbled marine. As she healed him, the frost walked by, patting her on the head briefly. "I shall be in the Forge should i be need Niiko." he said, giving her a final pat before walking out of the ally, tossing the former NPC whom had been stacking the once perfectly symmetrical boxes, a bag of coins, and making his way home.

It wasn't long, before the Frost, found his way onto the Now empty Brawler's street. "Damn, I forgot Drix doesn't waste time when it comes to making a profit..." He said taking in the silence of the normally bustling street. With a shrug, he continued towards the entrance of his home, a rather unassuming set of stairs heading down, under the street to a rather ornate and well crafted set of doors, leading into the Great Forge itself. Grasping the Mithril handle, Fabian let himself in, and set himself once again, back to work on a new set of armour, ignoring the greater and more expensive project. He was still too pissed off at Nemo to work on it.

general ostruppen Wandering Grim Hollow Petroshka

 

[Damafaud]

Alishia
Witch Garden
Study
Interaction: Wandering Grim Hollow Kloudy
Mention: Crumbli
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The Witch Garden was amazing. Mirror of Remote Viewing used to show a bird eye view of the surrounding, but when the world no longer was a game, they could see from angles, the expression of NPCs below, and even saw beyond the Witch Garden. It truly was another world. Strangely, Alishia didn't feel too worried anymore. If they couldn't return, she at least still had Milton and Marx.

"Maybe some disguise? We can't look too threatening either. The surrounding is fields, so we are somewhere on a countryside. Maybe thickening the forest with some druid magic for a start will do to also deter travelers? What do you think, Marx?"

Before she could continue, the door of the study echoed a knock. Avena walked in, with several papers and books in hand.

"Lord Hamilton, here is the map that you request. The Travel Map copied every area Acles had traversed."

She opened the atlas to the first entry, which showed the area surrounding Witch Garden from bird eye view. Even from a glance, Alishia could tell that it was completely different from the scenery on Mirror of Remote Viewing. They were truly in an Isekai situation. she was convinced.

"A comparison between the map and scenery will confirm the theory. I will help Alabaster-"

My Lady.

Alishia almost bit her tongue. A voice came from her right, but when she turned her head she only stared at a wall. ...ghost?!

A complication has occurred in my journey. I, along with a companion I met on the road, had been captured by the guards of a town.

She suddenly remembered her earring. She touched the black earring, imbued with Communication spell. A spell that allowed private communication between two person. A variety of the Message spell.

I see. Have no worry. Witch Garden will send someone to save you.

Understood. I will report my findings and observations through this channel.

Keep save, Acles.

Yes, Lady Alishia.

She felt the connection died after a file was sent through it. She let go of a breath she didn't know she was holding. It was really Acles! His voice sounded exactly like the voice sample she uploaded for him... is every NPC like him? She turned to Milton and Marx.

"Bad news. Acles arrived at a town, but the guards arrested him for being suspicious. He had an automation accompanying him, but the situation is still unknown."

Her gaze went to Milton. She needed to help conceal the Witch Garden and maintain the daily necessity of Lake Coven. Mark was responsible for Witch Garden's defense. It was unknown whether there was anyone on the same level as a YGGDRASIL player around. If anyone could go, it was Milton. But would he?

"Milton, what's your decision?"

Avena stood nearby, her gaze was also on Milton, waiting for order.

 

[Kloudy]

Supreme Being Lord Marx
Witch Garden - Hamilton's Study

"Two walls and a minefield I can do, Hamilton. I'll use two [Fortress of the Mountain] geomancy spells and an [Earthen Snare Field] spell. I believe it shall suffice for now, although,"

Marx turned to Alisha now, having been directing his conversation at Hamilton previously.

"A forest cover may prove useful to deter travellers and hinder potential armies attempting to besiege this guild, however I do not believe we have any need to hide anymore."

Marx turned to a painting behind him and walked over to it, each footfall clunking heavily on the floor. It depicted mighty walls from some fortress in the game with stoic statues engraved into its towers, defenders proudly drawing longbows to fend off a wave of some unseen enemy. God knows why Hamilton had it in his study, but it was the one painting Marx truly came to appreciate whenever he found himself there. Marx was more practical, more logical, and the most creative thing he'd ever made was a piece of coding that had resulted in Alabaster. He touched the painting as he considered their options, turning it over in his mind. How to convince them?

"A show of strength, I believe, would do more to secure our position than to hide away. Eliminate our weaknesses or at least appear strong, and others will waver before deciding to come at us."

Marx turned back to them and clenched his fist, symbolising the power they would hold should they appear more intimidating than they were. Back in the real world, Marx had played more than just YGGDRASIL. War games, RTS games, turn-based strategy, risk - Marx had played them all. Of course he still stuck to defence, but he was smart when it come to overseeing a force or territory. He approached the two again and lowered his hand, duly taking note of Avena's appearance and the news she had brought them with a slight nod to himself.

"Strong and imposing fortifications are needed. Additionally, we should extend our influence: explore this town with a force and instil our command upon them. If Acles is captured, it's possible they may have means to extract information from him. We cannot allow that to happen."

Marx also looked to Hamilton, their guild master, expectantly. Hopefully, he'd accept Marx's advice and take a more militaristic avenue in securing Lake Coven.

Damafaud Wandering Grim Hollow

 

[Petroshka]

Unamed City
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The guards glared at the unusual pair, they weren't overtly aggressive, the two of them were just doing their duties after all, but the suspicion of what these two could be had them on edge and aware for any aggression from them. After the maid threatened them their suspicions rose, was this truely a simple noble couple or something more? They had heard rumors of demons taking the form of people and there are more within the federation than they had thought. Could it be true that these are indeed demons? What would happen to the people of this town if they were not warned? The guards assumed a more ready stance, if they are indeed what they thought they were their deaths shall be the first bells to the toll and they will be hunted down.

They were taken for a loop however when the pair complied with their demands, were they planning something? Going to take out their head of leadership while within questioning? "you!" One of the guards spoke to a farmer and he ran to him. "Go inform the barracks" There were more being whispered to the farmer as he ran off. "follow me" One of the guards lowered his weapons and turned around and to start to lead the mysterious two. The other guard kept his guard up to follow behind the two while letting the other 'farmers' off to do their duties. They were lead through the city, all around them were large buildings at the most being five stories tall made mostly of stone and wood, a few buildings flying a few flags bore metal reinforcements to their structures. After a few minutes they were lead into a large stone and metal building presumably the barracks where more guards were waiting.

Being lead through the building and now being escorted by more than just two guards they were put in a room with a few chairs. "wait here" the leading guard told them and assumed a guard position near a wall as well as the other guards. Seconds later an older man with more fanciful armor came into the room and sat down on a chair. "who are you and where did you come from? I think you know there is no such place as a Lake Verity."

Kokurai Gaisgeach Damafaud

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Outside the city a little ways away strange man in unusual rags seemlingly stitched together appeared suddenly without warning, he was in a field of brown-golden wheat-like grass almost as tall as he was, there were a few farms out and about gathering the grass when one of them spotted him. "Hey! You! Get out of here! This is no place for a vagrant!" The man angrily yelled out to him, thinking he was a squatter in the fields looking to either steal some of the grain for himself at the worse and at the best some beggar that decided to sleep within. he approached the man passive aggressively, the farmer didnt want conflict but he had to assert his ownership of the fields somehow or else everyone would be in his fields! Perhaps a bap in the head would do easily to any vagrant, hopefully the man leaves without a fuss.

Azure Sky

The Wall​

The wvyern rider and the soldiers flinched at the strange mans blinding ability raising their shields to protect their eyes before taking a more aggressive stance at the unwarranted act and use of ability. "Guardian of mankind?" The wyvern rider mockingly repeated what the golden man had said, "i've never heard of such a thing perhaps the fools to the west are declaring war?" He pointed his spear at the man. Then he sternly glared at the man "Follow" and with that the wyvern rider flew off toward the mountain. The soldiers upon the wall pointed their halberds at him. "move!" The wyvern rider took Pade in a straight path without taking any twists or turns, he could see that the entire mountainside seems to be a fortress in its own right, with weapons of all sorts pointing out to the black abyss of the wasteland that he was just once in.

Only to be lead into one of the many lights that dotted the mountain, inside it was akin to a hanger, the wyvern flew in and landed. With the rider getting off and approaching pade with several guards with him pointing weapons at him. They seemed humanoid and all of them were in fanciful looking armor perhaps more to show status than for an actual battle. "Now, will you tell us what you are?" He glared at Pade with an aggressive and wary tone.

general ostruppen

The City Of Amaz​

As Rex followed the river up north he reached the town Sall and friends were talking about within a few hours he could see that the town was much larger than described with large stone walls and what looks like a network of structures beyond with smoke stacks rising into the sky. However as Rex got closer what were the smoke stacks was a raging fire from within, the walls were damaged with claw marks large and small all over the walls. The front gates were destroyed, barged in with splinters of wood and shards of metal allover the front gates. Scorch marks and arrows littered the field all around the city there were small scraps of flesh here and there but it was largely scarce and within Rex could hear yelling.

If Rex were to peer inside he would see buildings damaged and beastmen and humans alike with the former being the most numerous running about carrying supplies and weapons, it seemed they were hastily doing repairs to the city with the enemy not within sight. At the center of the city, was a large stone building either a barracks or the town hall, where the acting leaders of the city laid out a map of the sorrounding area. All of them were beastment except for one person, a woman armored in turquoise blue armor, the lesser of the beastmen were going over the damages that had happened to the city while the more battle hardened ones were going over casualities. While the woman was concerned at the spawnlings behaviors after they had broken into the city.

"We will need to hastily repair the western and northern gates and walls should we plan on surviving the next attacks!" This beastman was more of a bird-like creature, with a large like beak and feathers for where his hair should be, he did not have wings and therefore could not fly, he wore on him a tunic and simple pants.
"We lost over 130 men from the break in alone, and we need to heal the injured immediately! While our equipment is enough to suffice we need more of the citizens to take up arms before we become the eaten." This beastman was a cat-like person with his face resembling that of a lion, he was large and wore metal armor. "If only Tenn and the others were here to assist we are spread too thin."
"Those problems dont matter if we dont find out what is going on!" the human woman slammed her palm on the map making the others look at her. "The spawnlings actions were elaborate this time around, for three days they did not attack, but instead combed our walls and defenses, they looked for a weakness and they hit and look at where we are!"
"Sigra, i know you and your 'adventurers' have helped our people immensely but we need to have our people take priority, we can not ponder at what the spawnlings are thinking, we need to focus on the tasks at hand." The cat man spoke to her.
"Ich" Sigra gave him a dirty look before turning around and walking out. "fine, but once the next attack comes MY people will come first."

Mekuto

Naho Village​

Sall and Tenn were waiting for the rest to catch up and soon enough they heard a caravan of impressive size going through the forest and as grand as ever the strangers of a strange land came barring what seemed like their personal army. Both of the lead beastmen were more or less getting used to the shock and awe that these people brought with them by now and spoke to each other something about how the strangers were quite fanciful. When the lead person, Drix, came up to them Sall was the first to speak. "Ah! One of your people came here eariler and ahad already set off to the town of Amaz." He looked behind Drix to see the rest of the caravan. "Is this everyone you're bringing to Amaz? quite the contingent."

It was now did Tenn bowed and spoke up. "If you may, and my warriors wish to return north, and we believe that this village is protected by much greater warriors and is of no need of us now." he gestured to Drix. "May we join your caravan to the to the town? We can vouch for your trustworthiness. The people there are, suspicious."

ChazGhost HighSanguinaryPriest

Eisenkirchen​

"A settlement where the river forks in the north?" Tribigild repeated to himself, "ive never heard of a place" He shrugged to himself, "well no harm i suppose, i hope the beastmen up there didnt give you two too much of a hard time." He then peered at the little girl's ears. "...Or too much of a good time, heh" He winked at the man just as his wife yelled back from within the kitchen. "Porridge is done Tribi!" He looked back to the kitchen and lokoed back at the pair "be back with your porridge" He then walked into the kitchen. While he was inside another patron walked inside, the man was armed with a short sword and a bow, in some sort of light armor with a few metal bits visible. He gave the man and the child a good stare before sitting down a few seats away from the two, keeping his distance and waiting for the bartender.

Tribigild came bursting out of the kitchen with two large bowls of Porridge soon after. "Porridge for two!" he had a great big smile and handed the the porridge down to his hungry patrons. "have a good one you two!" and quickly went over to care for the other customer that had just came in, watching the two interact it was obvious that the armed man was not a local. His eyes were dead, like he had seen many things, and his demeanor was more or less tired and passive. Occasionally when he thought that the two and the bartender were not looking, he would catch a glance at the strangers from the north.

Within the town hall of Eisenkirchen the major and the guard captain were aruging with each other.
"They could be demons! i am doing this to protect this village as it is my duty!"
The captain yelled at the major angrily, while the major was more or less taking the more passive closed eyes talks.
"They are desperate people from the north, we cannot just leave them to die Gelimer, the war was 40 years ago! The demons have been eradicated. You should know this, all reported documents of demons have stopped five years ago."
"Just because there werent reported incidents for five years does not mean there are no more demons." The guard captain placed a hand on his forehead. "we should treat them warily, we do not know where they came from nor who they are. They may even be spies from another country"
The Major sighed at his captain that was stationed to his village. He is incredible help against the spawnling attacks but sometimes he is too paranoid.

Wandering Grim Hollow

 

[Dante Verren]

Hold...Hold... Hold... Fire! The thoughts rang out in Oscar's head as he let the arrow loose, the whistling noise filling the small clearing with it's high pitched wail as it cut through the air. The arrow's target, a small hare perked up just in time for the projectile to pierce it's throat. Though a quick and clean kill Oscar scowled, he was aiming for the head but the Hare's movement caused him to miss. "Guess that's what I get for using that arrow. " he murmured. Hunting with arrows designed to alert the target to your presence wasn't the best idea, but he tried hunting normally and it didn't satisfy him. He needed his prey to know it was about to die... otherwise he wouldn't get the rush of adrenaline that was running through his body now. This was most likely a sick and twisted addition to his body.

Sighing lightly the hunter walked over to his kill making sure to return the arrow he had fired back into it's quiver. Opening his bag he had hanging by his side he tossed the hare into. The addition of that one hare meant he had successfully bagged three so far. Walking over to a nearby tree he leaned his back against it and slid down until he was in a sitting position. Looking at the bag that by this point smelled of death he couldn't help but shake his head. He still wasn't use to some of these changes. He should be horrified by the smell he was sure clung to the bag but instead he found it comforting. "Well, I will just relax here for a bit."

Unfortanitly his plans for relaxation were cut short by a message from Kafka saying the guild had fallen under attack. He grabbed his bow and shot up onto his feet. He was outside of teh city but wasn't to far away, he should have heard some sort of commotion by the gates!? Deciding it was best that he wait a few moments to see if anything else happened he did just that but no update on the situation or another commotion occurred. Deciding it would be best to contact Selvernas. "Hey boss is everything alright? I got the message that the city is under attack but there doesn't seem to be any sign of battle."
Petroshka

 

[Kokurai Gaisgeach]

Collaboration Post with Damafaud
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Iota Dailiren Omega & Acles
Suspicions / Fortress of Lies

The guard led them to town, and Acles was happy to go. His World Traveler job automatically mapped the town as he went deeper, exposing alleyways and secret doors as he passed by them. Of course, Acles was not passive either. While he followed the guard, he scanned everything jew to him. Passerby's. The street. Buildings. Symbols. The residents he met were mostly humans, to no surprise. Humanoids were always the dominant race. Wood and stones made up a majority of the building materials. The civilization was not advanced enough to allow metals to be used by normal civilians, it seemed...

Meanwhile, Iota followed where the guards were escorting them with Acles holding on her hand as she allowed him to.

['Sir Acles… are you sure about this?'] The Maid asked using the communicator that was given to her by the very man who met her.

['Yes, there is nothing to fear.'] Acles answered Iota. His hands gripped on Iota's to make sure she feels assured about their current situation.

"From what I gather so far, we have nothing to fear from the guards and civilians." He gripped her hand to give even more assurance that they will be fine and no blood will be spilled.

The small group soon arrived at a building constructed of metal and stones. From the flag waving above and the high presence of guards, it was clear that it was the barracks. Two more guards soon joined the group, leading the two automatons into a closed room with a few chairs. Acles took his time mapping the barracks as he walked in. They seemed to be quite wary of the automatons, with the number of guards posted near the room. They were told to wait in the small room, so they did. Soon enough, a man in fancy Armour walked on and started asking questions. This must be their interrogator. Iota’s sensors indicated no hostility from the man’s posture nor tone of voice. It was this moment where she would lower her weapons and allow herself to be questioned for any reason. However, due to the hostility displayed by the Guards from earlier, Iota readied only one of her weapon systems under her skirt. her powerful Auto-Cannon.

“My name…” Iota glanced over to Acles, hoping for his help on this.

“My name is Dailiren. A Maid in service to my Cousin who was looking for me.” Iota replied, however. Underneath her skirt, her Auto-cannon remains active just in case things needs to be violent. to defend herself and Acles who she has a taking a liking to.

['A wise choice.'] Acles transmitted his praise.

['When picking a fake name, you should pick one familiar to you yet still unidentifiable. Dailiren serves this purpose well enough.'] He Added.

['That was… actually my First name…'] The Maid Automaton gave a confused look before turning to face their Interrogator who seems suspicious.

['Exactly why it is such a good fake name.'] Acles gave her a gentle caress on her hand to give praise.

“My name is Heracles. Just Heracles. I apologize if my cousin’s and my appearance cause some suspicion, but we really do come from far away.”

Acles searched through his pocket and took out a small ring. It had a circular symbol with a crooked straight line and an arrowhead pointing at the line on it.

“This is something from my hometown. Where Lake Verity is. I’d show you a picture but I lost my backpack in the forest.”

Letting Acles finish his statement, Iota was intrigued about this Lake Verity. She had never heard of it before, unless they passed by it unknowingly while she was travelling with her Creator. Perhaps seeing it might trigger a memory within her. Nevertheless, Iota wouldn’t mind tagging along with Acles a bit longer.

['By the way… Sir Acles… that is actually my name… I didn’t fake it but I was hoping they wouldn’t know because it’s a rare name given to me by my Creator.'] Iota transmitted.

['… have already acknowledged so? It is true that the Creators have given us a name unique to ourselves.'] Acles couldn't help but give a look of confusion at Iota but then he realized she misunderstood what he meant earlier.

['Oh… I see.'] Iota nodded slightly, looking downwards before returning to her serene-like posture but lets Acles hold one of her hand which he seems to like.

 

[ChazGhost]

Drix and the caravan
Drix walked up Sall and Tenn as Sall began talking. "Really? Who was it?" Drix asked wondering which of his guildmates headed out before him and hoped they wouldn't cause any trouble for the people the area and draw a bad type of attention to the locals. "Yes I brought a small force with me to protect the wagons and to deal with any Spawnlings we may come across. Thank you again for the information of weakness to fire. I've made sure my golems were equipped with weapons to burn the creatures." Drix said pointing behind him to knight armor golem.

Drix then looked to Tenn as she began speaking. "If you want to join us to the town, I don't see a problem with that, as long you keep up and defend yourself from anything that may pop up too attack. But I have a question I wanted to ask before we started heading to the town though" Drix said pulling a small piece of paper from his pocket. "Would either of you know where I could acquire ironwood, Oilskin Canvas, and Mithril? One of comrades request I start obtaining these resource for a project of his. If you don't know, that will be okay. But if you do know, I'd be happy to pay for the information" Drix asked quickly reading over the short list of materials.
Petroshka general ostruppen

 

[Azure Sky]

Hex​

Those where the days, travelling through a vast and rich fantasy world, making new gaming discoveries, destroying salty noobs, and a fake sense of freedom. Alas, all good things must come to an end...

"Master, it seems this inferior homo sapiens is trying to convince you to leave this unknown land by using simplistic intimidation tactics."
"Huh?"

Why was he in a field full of tall, golden grass? Why was Omen talking? Why did the farmer seem so...alive? Was it an event? Was the shutdown a ruse for a new patch?

"Is somethng wrong, Master?" Omen, his NPC created from a World Item was talking and existed his invisible mode looking at the farmer in disdain. "You are not in a position to be making demands." it said, on a cold tone.

While Omen was talking to the farmer, Hex tried to contact the admins, or log off, but it seemed impossible. Not only that, he was supposed to panic more, but for some reason he was not. Somethiing within him caused a forced calmness. Strange. His body also felt so... real.

"Master?" Omen asked again. "Omen, where are we?" Hex suddenly enquired. "I do not know, but maybe this inferior life form does." Omen pointed at the farmer. Hex looked at the man, drawing closer, revaling his red eyes and black scleras tot the man. He also checked the man's pulse around the neck with the index and middle finger from his right hand. He moved too fast for the farmer to realize.

He's actually alive!

"Where am I? Answer me." Hex suddenly looked imposing, his eyes piercing the man like daggers. Dark energy danced around him.

Petroshka

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

Hamilton Cipher
Paradigm Shift​

"Good man, Marx. I know I can count on you to help with this." Hamilton praised as Marx agreed with his plan on the initial defenses. Still, Hamilton did take notice about Marx's behavior during the meeting. He was being a little too passive-aggressive as he responded to Alishia's suggestion of adding forest cover by saying it wasn't necessary. Hamilton merely sat back in his chair and carefully watched the living armour walk across his study and paused to admire the painting of a castle wall. Hamilton remembered why he got that painting, it was supposed to commemorate the alliance they had with the Iron Keep Guild. A secret gift from their Guild Leader who challenged Hamilton to find a meaning behind the painting. A challenge he won and got a couple of rare items for his troubles.

"Marx..." Hamilton was about to ask the man to share his thoughts when what he said confirmed Hamilton's suspicions. A show of strength? Are they even capable of doing that? Sure they did managed to fend off a couple of invasions but the first was due to blind luck and the second was by careful preparations in the form of their secret weapon of an NPC. They were never a PvP Guild at heart, more of a Roleplay and Adventuring type Guild by trade. Heck, their purpose in most alliances was magical services in exchange for protection after all. But this is different. He was about to continue when his study door opened to reveal Avena coming in with the maps he requested from earlier.

"Ah. Thank you Avena." Hamilton thanked the NPC as he accepted the maps and laid them down but his focus was still on Marx's suggestion. Again, Hamilton was about to start reasoning with him when Alishia this time piped up with news that he was secretly dreading ever since she said that Acles had went out scouting. The damned NPC went and got himself captured by the guardsmen of a nearby town. Not only that, but it seems that he had encountered an unaffiliated automaton along the way. Things were starting to get complicated. Too complicated.

"Where to even begin..." Hamilton sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he collated his thoughts. Glancing over at the map and then at the painting Marx stood by, he knew he had to choose his words carefully. "First off.... Marx, as much as I want to agree with you, I'll have to reject your idea. Its a valid option believe me but your plan has one. Glaring. Fault."

"Its suicidal in the long term." Hamilton just curtly stated before pulling out his blade and stabbing it into the map Avena brought. Be it chance or fate, its tip landed directly on where the Witch's Garden used to be located. "We can subjugate the village no problem. Take over the land, force the people to work for us. And then what? Think that news of a powerful tiny nation that appeared out of nowhere won't spread? That our new neighbors won't just gang up on us? Tell me Marx, did you ever plan on the occasion or the chance that maybe there are others out there as equally or even more powerful than us? What then? We just stand up and keep fighting until we die? Until we exhaust our supply of scrolls and wands?"

"But... I will admit that you have a point. The Lake Coven has been too idle for too long and this may be our punishment for depending on others. So I shall take your suggestion into account and say this. We will have to start diplomatically. Instead of subjugation, we'll appeal to the Lord of this land. Offer him our services. For the time being until we know how the rules of the land work, gather reliable allies, and maybe even help a settlement or two. And when the time is right..." Hamilton yanked out his blade and left a gash on the map. "We make our move. We'll use our newfound allies to take over. Peacefully if possible. Does this sound good enough for you?"

"But... First things first... We'll have to rescue Acles and this new friend of his. Alishia, stay here and monitor the situation. Marx, I'm giving you a choice here. You can either accompany me in this rescue mission or assist Alabaster with the defenses. I'll be leaving in 5 minutes, take that time to prepare." Hamilton ordered as he stowed away his blade and picked up his mask before donning it. He then strode over to a tall cabinet and opened it. Taking a moment to behold his most prized weapon, he took it out of its holder. The Lancerlot Mk III, a rather uncommon drop but this one was unique thanks to the upgrades he gave it, the mana conversion to bullets being the most important one now that he has no idea if anyone in the New World ever makes bullets. Slinging it over his shoulder, he pulled Meddlesome Bore out of its holster and gave it a quick check before holstering it.

"We'll have to be quick. There are too many unknown variables here to do this like we did back in the game."

Damafaud Kloudy

Odenta Ichi & Nyamiko
Complications​

"Ahahaha... Y-Yeah..." Ichi blushed when he realized what the bartender was insinuating when he glanced at Nyamiko's cat ears. Him? Being Nyamiko's father? What a thought indeed but an odd one so he instead focused on pretending to be thinking about his hypothetical beastwoman 'wife'. What sort of beauty would he have to lay with to produce such a wonderful and beautiful person before him? His creator was the most important person in his life. She who made him, she who gave him his purpose, she who thought of this genius plan in order to spy on the people. It was humbling indeed to be mistaken as being her father but it also means that the act was working.

"Ichi. Focus." Nyamiko's voice came in sternly in his head and he merely gave a very slight nod in response. Not good, it seems he may have annoyed his creator a little but its good to see that she knew what to do to make him focus. And just in time too, seems that there is a newcomer to the inn. A guard perhaps? Maybe that paranoid Guard Captain sent someone to spy on them? Their focus was momentarily broken by Tribigild returning with their porridge. Ichi gave a word of thanks with a smile before pretending to keep an eye on Nyamiko and making sure she eats. As they ate, Ichi would discreetly glance at the newcomer. Nyamiko on the other hand had her attention focused solely on the new man.

"An outsider. Like us." Nyamiko's telepathic message came through as she slowly and carefully ate her porridge. Ichi simply nodded and quietly ate his porridge while sneaking the odd glance here and there. His attention happened to be on Nyamiko when he noticed that she had that odd expression on her face. He could immediately guess what is going on. She's testing the man. Before he could say anything, Nyamiko tugged at his sleeve.

"Papa.... That funny man has been trying to look at us for awhile now..." Nyamiko loudly stated in a meek, childlike tone. Ichi took that opportunity to turn and look at the man straight on. He didn't like the look in his eyes. The dead and soulless glaze over it seemed to indicate that he has seen too much. And in Ichi's case, maybe. Flashing a small smile at the stranger, he raise a hand in greeting.

"Hello there, Stranger. If you don't mind, would you stop scaring my daughter? She's a little fragile after the things we have been through."

Petroshka

 

[Mekuto]

Rex
The City of Amaz
No good deed​

Rex slowed his horse as he neared the source of the billowing columns of smoke. Leaving the forest he could now see the walled city of Amaz, or what was left of it, without investigating he could only assume that the Spawnlings were to blame. As his horse trotted towards the shattered remnants of a gate Rex brought a hand to his head, preparing to report this to Selvernas, he stopped.

"They have enough going on without being concerned over every little detail," Rex said to himself as he dismounted before the gates. Taking the horse's reins in his left hand while carrying his weapon in his right he conintued through the gate. He watched as the beleaguered defenders worked to hastily repair their defenses, however judging from the conditions of their bodies and the state of the wall he reckoned that very few of them would survive another attack of such intensity.

Rex knew that helping was obviously the correct choice, however part of him was still galled by the poor reaction they had received at Naho Village. As he began to stew in this negative emotions he heard a faint wail. Looking around he noticed that none of the demi-humans with their above human senses had taken notice, however, his senses were heightened by his ranger skills and he quickly honed in on the location. While his undead body felt nothing some primal part of his once human mind screamed at him. Rex moved quickly, pushing past anyone in his way he entered a small house off the main street.

The inside of the house was a cruel scene, a desperate struggle and a terrible end, however it was not in vain. Rex moved to a closet, it had been hidden with a bookshelf and was further blocked by a heavy wooden dinner table that had been pushed against it. Rex, still wielding his weapon in his right hand, reached out with his left hand and flipped the table with easy. He repeated this with the bookshelf, his strength sending it into the wall. Opening the closet door, the wails became louder and more pitiful. An infant swaddled in a blanket was the source, a demi-human of some lizard variety was clutching the infant and wimpering blinking back tears. Rex could be sure of neither the gender nor age of the demi-human before him, but felt it was a young girl.

Rex crouched down and covered the children with his cloak, better not to see, then scooped them up and exited the house. Rex moved back to the main road, needing an open space, once there he let go of his halbred and reached for the spell tome at his waist. The Divine Weapon Naga Malla did not fall but instead hovered in the air, Rex opened the spell tome and rapidly selected the spell 'Fountain of Renewal' he cast the spell on the middle of the wide central street.

A shimmering column of light radiating a aura of purity appeared and manifest a majestic looking fountain. The fountain radiated holiness and was composed of marble accented with white gold and gold. It depicted an angelic form holding a basin out over her head, from which a crimson liquid poured forth into the pool of the fountain. Kneeling Rex set the child down and took the infant from her hands, so stunned was she by the display that she did not resist. Rex dripped his hand into the healing liquid as he removed it there was a slight hissing, the reaction between the healing powers of the fountain and that of his own negative energy, he gently applied the liquid to the infant's lips. The infant stopped crying almost immediately. The fountain not only healed any wound, but also sated one's thirst and hunger. The young demi-human was roused by the sudden silence began to fret over the infant, Rex returned the infant to her and stood.

After confirming that the baby was alive and well the child demi-human looked up to Rex, the tears that she had held within for so long burst forth and soon she was crying loudly. Rex scooped a handful of the red liquid from the fountain and poured it onto the crying child, while it soothed any physical aliment it did nothing to quell the pain in her heart. Rex knelt again and gently embraced the lizard girl letting her cry into his shoulder.

Petroshka

 

[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Hours pass, as Fabian rapidly shaped the plates of the suit armour. He had already shaped, runed, and enchanted half of it by the time his ever faithful aid showed up with a mug of steaming black ambrosia. The scent of the heavenly brew cutting through the ever present smell of sweat, coal, and ozone, forcing the frost to lay the half shaped Pauldron pack into the furnace.

"You calmed down boss? Or do you still want to kill somebody?" The ever-snarky sprite asked handing him the rather plain mug full of liquid life. Taking the proffered beverage, the Frost quickly downed the contents, ignoring the possible 2nd degree burns to his esophagus and mouth, before releasing a happy sigh.

"About 75% of my fury has been channeled into my work. So yes, i've calmed down." Fabian replied setting the empty mug down and once again pulling out the now glowing hot pauldron back out of the forge with a gauntleted hand. Surprise and fear were quickly etched across her face, only to dissipate when she noticed her lord was unharmed, and was instead shaping the metal with a potter's precision. "I can feel the look of concern you're giving me. Rest assured i'm fine Granuaile. The Ring of fire protection is seeing to that. This is also far more efficient." He said, not turning from his work. Without continuing his explanation, The sprite soon left to her own devices. It didn't take long for him to move on to the grieves and sabatons, both taking a couple of hours to complete.

By the time evening came around, Fabian had engraved, runed, and installed several enchanted gems on the inside of the breast plate. The Results were a suit of armour that was extremely heavy. "Well, no time like the present..." The Frost smith said as he began the slow and arduous process of donning the plate. The armour is constructed of individual pieces, leaving no gaps, as between sections of the armor, only increasingly small overlapping Plates. After a half hour, Fabian stood effortlessly, as the suit's enchantments set to work, the armour moving with him, giving a semblance of light weight chain mail despite the bulky plates. "So far, so good... Now, lets see if the strength and speed enchantments worked..." Without another word, Fabian took off like a bat out of hell, his enhanced speed and strength surprising him, as a stupid smile spread across his visored face as wisps of magic emanated from the plate and visor. "I am so making a suit for the boss lady later...." and with that sped off to find his friend.

Casting a message spell, Fabian continued his break neck pace. "Drix, I'm on my way. Where's your location?"

ChazGhost Petroshka

 

[Azure Sky]

Foxy, Foxy What's It Gonna Be?​

Somewhere behind Hamilton, an NPC was approaching rapidly. She was humming happily, her ears twiched slightly, and her golden tails moved in unison. She walked until she reached Hamilton's right side.

"Inari, Secretary of Lake Coven, reporting to duty." she spoke softly. Afterwards she did a slight bow to Marx, before placing a fan in front of her mouth and looked at Alishia suggestively.

"My lords look distressed. Is there is anything I can assist you with?" Inari asked, removing the fan from her mouth. "I am aware of a change in our surroundings, Hamilton-sama. At the very least, I can assure you there are no particularly dangerous entities nearby. I scanned the nearby area using [Focus]. No incredibly powerful energy, except for some in Lake Coven, of course." She smiled, brightly. Her ears twitched again.

Suddenly, something caught her attention. "Oh my, Lady Alishia, what a lovely fragrance. Did you perhaps experiment with a new type of parfume?" She got really close to the alchemist, then she felt something else. "How incredibly unusual. I feel the parfume on Hamilton-sama as well, albeit faintly." Inari smiled sheepishly. She slowly approached Hamilton and bowed.

"It seems you too, are a person of culture. It is a honor to be your creation." She realised something yet again and got up. "Oh my, I am getting side-tracked. I do apologize." Inari said, with a faint blush.

Wandering Grim Hollow Damafaud Kloudy

 

[general ostruppen]

Hallelujah a sign

Krinjo seeming somewhat unpleasant decides to just keep his mouth shut until his sister was done speaking to the mighty creator. Suddenly he was approached by Niiko in which he continued to stay silent and was surprised to be healed. Usually he had to heal himself whenever they were out of combat, as to not look weak in front of the troops and his annoying sister. But seeing this small kind action being brought upon him, had made him a bit flustered. His nose was no longer throbbing with pain which was fantastic! Thank the mighty creator that he wore a helmet and had a rain cloud to mask his face, "Uuuuummmm....*cough* I Krinjo Macarius am grateful for your assistance but I can assure that I Krinjo Macarius could've walked it off."

Celestael continues to stand at attention and nods at Fabians reply and salutes him off as he goes on his merry way. She then sighs in relief and turns her now annoyed face to Krinjo who was still lying in a pile of destroyed crates. "If your done looking pathetic brother, I suggest we head to the church immediately." Krinjo looks at Niiko and then back to Celestael, he goes on to pick himself up and brushes his shoulders. "Very well sister let us return the legion back home, and to you miss Niiko thank you for the healing." With that the group marches back to the church. But as they were it had finally dawned on Celestael that Krinjo had not mentioned his name in one of his sentences?!

Wandering Grim Hollow

(Back at the church)

Adorable and Maximilian are both seen sitting down in the mess hall enjoying what appears to be simple gruel. Maximilian is still seen wearing his morning gown and his fabulous tall pope hat. Neither of them speak for a solid two minutes before, Maximilian decides to break the silence. "SOOoooooo........Gruel taste great.....................I heard that tonight's dinner will be bread and eggs!........." Adorable continues to stare down at his gruel and pick at it with a stern look. It would seem that he was studying the surrounding area of his bowl, "Ummmm by chance is there something that is bothering you my lord?" Adorable glances at the pope and then back to the bowl, "I am constructing a fortress around my bowl of grits......With imagination.......Also I am pondering on something that has troubled me some time." Maximilians face was now a bit concerned and he looks around the mess hall to make sure there was no one around, "And by that what exactly do you mean? Are you perhaps worried about your sons and daughters marching out in the streets hunting whatever fowl creatures that dare to roam our glorious city? Or perhaps you are pondering on the quality of the gruel because let me tell yah that this is top notc-" Adorable interrupts him, "That is not what I am troubled by, and NOooooooo I am not putting the gruel into question about its quality of taste. It is that I have sensed a familiar presence." Maximilian is struck with absolute shock as he realizes the meaning, "......Ar-.....Are you speaking the truth?! Are you saying that our glorious holy creator is truly alive!" Adorable nods his head, "More then likely the presence that I have sensed may be our creator....Or perhaps it may be one of the other creators who contributed in the creation of this church, I cannot say for sure. I only hope that my intuition is correct which I estimate is 99.99999999999999999999999999999999998% chance of being correct."

The popes eyes divert down to his meal and stares at it blatantly, "If you are correct, then we must commit all our resources in finding our glorious leader." Adorable clears his throat to catch his attention and shakes his head, "That is illogical and not the way to proceed. If we were to divert all the chapters into locating our creator, it would cause all sorts of problems. Especially since we have no information of the stability within the city. If my 2nd intuition is correct, that loud explosion was very....VERYYYY bad." The popes had can be seen slightly leaning down, "I.....I see.....Forgive me Lord Adorable. It's just that.......We have been loyally and silently praying for his return for so long.......To finally hear some piece of evidence that our creator is still here in this world. Makes me overwhelmingly joyful. I however did not take into account of the safety of our city and the inhabitants within it. I selfishly put my own wants first rather then my duty, forgive me."

Total silence takes over the room, both not saying a word yet adorable reaches over the table and pats the pope on the shoulder. Nodding to him that he too feels the same way. Adorable then goes on to take a spoonful of grits before the mess hall doors are abruptly sent flying out and landing on the far left side of the room. "I KRINJO MACARIUS HAVE URGENT NEWS THAT PERTAIN TO THE SITUATION OF THE EXPLOSION!" He is wacked on the head by Celestael as she cannot deal with this idiocy. "My apologies father, he is suffering from a minor concussion from lord Fabians supreme fist attack." Krinjo goes on to protest her statement but could only utter some muttering words. However they drawn at attention when Adorable raised his hand to silence them, "Now is not the time to fight amongst ourselves, we have urgent matters to discuss. However please first report to me of your findings outside of the church."

Krinjo steps forward and stands at attention, determined to be the one to report before Celestael. "I Krinjo Macarius am humble to report that the situation outside is rather precarious. One of the districts originally known as The Carnival Of Cruelty, was obliterated by one of the creators. Our fabulous Guild leader who in which we equally praise and admire as our beloved creator, was seen to be flabbergasted and upset on the action. It would seem that some internal strife is brewing and I would highly advise that we do something!........Also I had received a humbling fist to the nose from Lord Fabian while we were patrolling."

Again total silence takes over the room and both Adorable and the pope stare at him in disbelief. Suddenly hearing that one of the districts was suddenly wiped off from the city ground was far far far far far far far worse then they could ever imagine. Maximilian shaking in fear raised his finger, "Ujjjmmmmmm youuu mean thathathat one of the leaders.........Disintegrated one of our fellow guild MEMBERS DISTRICT AND ALL OF ITS INHABITANTS WITH ONE BLOW! HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!? IS OUR BELOVED CHURCH FATED TO ALSO BE WIPE OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH! OH BY THE CREATORS HOLY CHEEKS WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO!?!!?!?" The pope drops to his knees muttering random prayers and requesting forgiveness. Adorable however was acting the opposite, scratching his chin and thinking things out. "If what you say is true Krinjo, then more then likely this incident will be brought up by the guild leader and a trial will be conducted. However I fear that such a guilty action will be given a slap on the hand, perhaps I am wrong and they will punish him with utmost vigilance. Nonetheless I will state our concern over this matter. In the meantime I need you two to do something for me." Both of the captains suddenly felt energized after hearing that they were directly being requested for a task, in which would only mean that this could be none other then a high priority task that only the most qualified would be bestowed upon. "I need you two to go forth and gather as much intelligence of the cities current situation, and perhaps figure out if the city is still in the same location. I have been hearing rumors from the guardians that we are not within our original realm anymore. If that's the case we will also need access to a map. From there we will be able to assess our next moves......Do I make myself clear?" Both the captains without hesitation salute proudly, "WE WILL TAKE THESE ORDERS WITH UTMOST HASTE AND BE WELCOMED TO BE A PART OF YOUR NEXT ORDERS AFTERWARDS!" Adorable gives a small smile in response and turns his attention to Maximilian, "If you two may.Please leave the room and accomplish your task, if any of the creators are curious just bestow them with honesty." With that the two chapter captains salute and leave as quickly as could.

"To think that such destruction would befall on our city by a fellow guild member......It is to much for my mind to bear. I understand that there are some within this city who have resentment against one another, yet they would go as far as executing loyal subjects?! That is something I fear could befall on us my lord." Adorable responds back, "I am sure there will be an explanation for all this, will it be a rational explanation? Most likely not, but we must remain calm and wait. Have faith Max."

(Meanwhile back at the dragons)

After following Drix for a while the legion had finally met up with what appeared to be a caravan. Yongs excitement could be seen as his glowing eye's were shining ever more with blazing passion. "OH...MY....TOASTY BUNS! BRUDAHS WE ARE FINALLY GOING ON AN ADVENTURE!!!!" The troops cheer and stomp in excitement and raise up their axes and swords, some even going as far as shooting fire balls up in the air. Hanja being ever slightly excited, went ahead and attempted to simmer the excitement down. "Alright alright settle down everyone, we are here to simply serve and protect.......And possibly make friends along the way." Yong wraps his arm around Hanja and boast in a jolly laugh, "HO HO HO, You are right my small little charcoal brudah. We are on a mission to aid these folks, and possibly aid those in dire need and make them our most beloved friends!" Again the troops cheer and one of the troops combusts into flames before being put out by a NPC bystander who got tired of the constant heat.

ChazGhost


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[Damafaud]

• Avena
• Alishia

• 
  

  Avena
  Witch Garden
  Study
  Interaction: Azure Sky
  Mention: Wandering Grim Hollow Kloudy​
  Avena's eyes twitched when Lord Hamilton stabbed the book. While she could restore the damage later, seeing one of the books in her protection damaged was bad for her heart. While Lord Hamilton turned to grab his weapon, Avena put her hand over the book and casted [Restoration]. The torn pages became closed in matter of seconds. Before she could start again, Inari, the Guild Secretary and another creation of Lord Hamilton, entered the room.
  
  "Inari, refrain from your flirtatious behaviour for a while," Avena rebuked unhappily. "this predicament is nothing to scoff at."
  
  While she was in good term with Inari during pleasant, lulling moments, her flirtatious behaviour creased a frown on her forehead when they were in a state of danger. In Avena's mind, there was a clear line between work and pleasantry, and frolicking upon a situation that warrant high alert was unacceptable. Of course, she knew that despite her behaviour at that moment, Inari always fulfill her task successfully.
  
  "I will activate the golems in the Secret Library. Lady Alishia, is there-"
  
  She halted mid-sentence. Lady Alishia's fair cheeks were blushing red.
  
  If there was one fault in Lady Alishia, her innocence to romance could be counted as one. Inwardly, Avena let out a sigh. Given how Lord Hamilton behaved on daily basis, the future would be quite a trial for Lady Alishia.
  
  
• 

  
  

  Alishia
  Witch Garden
  Study
  Interaction: Wandering Grim Hollow Kloudy Azure Sky
  Mention: Crumbli
  ​
  Inari walked in and Alishia felt her heart skipping a beat. The Kitsune NPC was one of Milton's creation so she was quite familiar with her setting. If her memory served her right, she would be a great help in the management of the Witch Garden.
  
  Inari said there is no other danger nearby. That was fine. Inari complimented her fragrance. That was fine. Inari said Milton had the same fragrance as she did. That was also-
  
  ...WHAT?!
  
  "No, no, no, it's nothing like that, see," Alishia stumbled over her words. Everyone would misinterpret the situation if she didn't explain it properly!
  
  "I was just surprised by the sudden teleportation of Witch Garden so I unconsciously ran over to alert Milton but he bumped into me in the hallway and hugged me to calm me down and I spent some time in his hug so that must be when my fragrance got on him there's nothing too deep between the smell nothing at all!"
  
  Alishia took a deep breath. That was long. Feeling Inari might continue with a second attack, she clapped her hands.
  
  "Anyway!" she said a bit forcefully. "We need to save resource before we know if the source of such product could be found in this new area. Avena, stop all production of scrolls and processing to make blank scrolls. Catalogue the scrolls and documentate any use of scrolls from this point on. Apply the same measures for production and usage of wands."
  
  "As you wish, Lady Alishia."
  
  "Inari, cease all item processing that isn't self sufficient. Switch mana potion production line from Blessed MP Potion to High MP Potion. We don't know if there is any magic ore mine around. Forbid the use of any infrastructure that cost YGGDRASIL Coins as well. And bring the Exchange Box to my lab. I should test whether it is still usable in this situation."
  
  She suddenly felt a bit tired. When it was still a game, changing production process was as simple as toggling on/off button on a screen. Now she needed to rely on Avena and Inari. She often wondered who would finish all the paperwork if YGGDRASIL was real, and with a hint of dread, she knew who would be stuck behind a desk soon enough.
  

 

[Petroshka]

Sigvold​

Selvernas was talking to her head NPC's about the situation of of the city and being informed of what the populace so far thinks about the great lords, so far everyone seemed to think positively but the situation that Nemo had caused as rippled throughout everyone. Although everyone is still rather loyal to the players the NPC's are starting to question how the lords are governing their land, we're they benevolent? We're they strict? were they ruthless with applying their law? It wasnt as serious as she had feared but it was still something they'd had to address, the meeting was about to wrap up when Oswald messaged her, panicking about kafka's message about an attack. Damnit! "Ah! Oswald! Everything is fine! the city isnt under attack, but there has been some developments that nemo would be more than delighted to explain to you. The others are setting off to a town in the north if you want to join them, you could possibly catch them on their way there if you want to go." Selvernas messaged back to him trying not to make him panic and giving him something to do.

Dante Verren

Unnamed Town​

The older man looked at the two tiredly, wondering if those were their names or not, but was intrigued by this lie that the man was talking about, 'Lake Verity.' "Can you explain how this, 'Lake Verity' looks like? I have never heard of it nor have my compatriots." He gestured to the men around the room who were standing idle glaring at the pair.

Damafaud Kokurai Gaisgeach

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As the interrogation was happening within the city's barracks, the farmer and the stranger were having a less than delightful conversation. The farmer recoiled back a little at the voice that seemed to be coming from the strange man in his farm, he was about to speak up again until the strange man then asked a question about where he was. "...You're in my farm." The farmer stopped approaching the man and rose his farming tool defensively. Who was this man? why was he asking where he was? did he stubble upon his field drunken and in the night?

Azure Sky

Naho Village
​

Sall nodded to the lizardmans words of appreciation, he was actually quite curious about the said weapons that would burn the creatures, they didnt seem to be carrying any fire with him but he supposed they were enchanted with sometype of magic but he wasnt quite curious enough to ask what the weapons were. Tenn bowed to Drix as he had allowed Tenn and his men to join them to the journey back to Amaz. Sall opened up again after the Lizardman asked for where he could find what Sall can only guess were resources, using Mithril as a base. "I do not know where the other two are nor have i heard of them but the largest amount of mithril would be controlled by the mountain kingdom to the east." Iron wood? Oilskin Canvas? Sall could only guess what those were, then again he wasnt the best to ask for these things.

ChazGhost HighSanguinaryPriest

Eisenkirchen
​

The armed man gave a stern stare at the pair when Ichi told him to stop scaring the little girl. "What are you?" he asked Ichi bluntly. Tribigild was, of course, confused by the situation going down in his inn, but it didnt seem to be going anywhere and it could become a story to tell later so he let the three go at it until things either got too bad or if one party asks for privacy. He simply leaned back and worked on getting drinks the armed man requested keeping a close ear on the situation. "You dont give the same aura as these people do and your little girl doesn't smell like a human. So who are you people."

Wandering Grim Hollow

The Walled City​

Right after Rex cured the little girl's sibling and the lizardwoman embracing him, Sigra and five other armored humans approached the strange man who had entered their battered city. She was not armed but she was still armored in her turquoise colored armor and a rounded shield on her left arm. "Who are you?" She gave it a pause analyzing the situation that the stranger was in. "Its obvious you are here to help, but where did you come from? You dont look like a federation adventurer, perhaps from one of the villages? although you look unreasonably armed from there. Did you come down south from the fortress of Rajah?"

Before going further she looks off to the side and coming back to meet rex's face plate. "Thank you for helping this woman, my name is Sigra, yours? are you alone?"

Mekuto

 

[ChazGhost]

Drix and Co.
Outside Naho Village - on the road to the walled city

"I see, thank you for the information. I make sure to look into this mountain kingdom in the future" Drix said happily that now he at least knew where to get the mithril. "When I get back to the city, I'll make sure organize a nice reward for you, and your village" Drix added before heading back to his caravan, with Tenn and his men. As he did he received a message from Fabian. "I'm at Naho village about to head to a local town near here. You should be able to catch up quickly since moving a caravan slow things down a bit. Also before I forget I found out where we can get Mithril. Apparently, it can be found in a mountain kingdom to the east." Drix said replied back using a message spell.

After using the message spell, Drix lead Tenn to the more powerful members of the small force Drix brought with him. "The men in the large green are Hanja and Yong" Drix said introducing Tenn to them. "The two female Lizardman is Typhoon and Fang" Drix said gesturing to the lizardmen who were looking Tenn up and down, study him and trying to guess what he was capable of. "This Tenn, and we will be taking him and his men the town, since we were already going there I figured it wouldn't be a problem" Drix finished introducing Tenn to his men.

The twin lizardmen walked closer to Tenn, in complete unison. "How capable are you and your fighters?... If we were to come into a fight with the spawnling creature would be truly any help?... We are curious to see." Fang and Typhoon said together.

"That's enough you two, we are moving out" Drix yelled over the twin as began directing the caravan to move once more. As they began moving once more one of the knight armor golems came up to him.

"Sir you didn't introduce lady Pearl to our guest sir."

"What are you talking about, Pearl isn't here"

"She's sleeping in of the wagons sir. You didn't know?"

With that said Drix stopped in his tracks with a look of a great deal of worry before he rushed over the wagon, looking into to each one until he found the vampire demon sleeping on a box. "You got to be kidding me... You." Drix whispered to a merchant golem. "Put her in a large cloak to hide her horns and when she gets up let me know immediately" Drix order. The golem nodded and quickly went to work do just as she was ordered.

Petroshka general ostruppen HighSanguinaryPriest

 

[HighSanguinaryPriest]

The wind howled around Fabian as he ran like a man possessed, the scenery flashing by him as he pushed himself to run faster leaving small long furrows with each step. The frost smiled stupidly as the power he felt from the plate, enhancing his strength and mobility going so far as to leap over a fallen tree. He soared for roughly 45 ft, before landing almost losing his balance and wiping out. Luckily Fabian was able to dig his heels into the frozen earth and skid for several feet, leaving an even longer furrow before once again taking off at top speed. "Understood. At the pace i'm going, i should reach you in about a half hour." He replied, running down an unfortunate rabbit that had gotten in his path, it's small fluffy corpse now embedded into the frozen ground inside Fabian's foot print. Fabian for his part, didn't even notice the long eared rodent get splattered.

True to his word, After roughly a half an hour, the frost past by the village, slowing his pace pace down significantly as to not cause both damage and a panic, yet still moving at a rapid pace past Naho village. From there it wasn't hard to locate the caravan and by extension, Drix. "Drix, I believe I've created the product that would buy us a kingdom..." Fabian said to his fellow guildmate, panting lightly as he walked up beside him. It was then he noticed the figure in the back of the cart. Pushing his Faceplate up to get a better view, the frost's right eye began to twitch. "Why is Pearl with the caravan?"

ChazGhost Petroshka general ostruppen

 

[Damafaud]

Collaboration Post: Interrogation of Automatons​

Acles
??? Town
Barrack
Interaction: Kokurai Gaisgeach Petroshka
Mention: -
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Iota Dailiren Omega
??? Town
Barrack
Interaction: Damafaud Petroshka
Mention: -
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“As you wish. Sharing this knowledge will be a great pleasure.”

Stream of informations suddenly entered Iota through her transmitter. Infrastructures… buildings.. Iota would realise that Acles had sent her information regarding of a small lake town in YGGDRASIL.

Err… Are you… whoa… The stream of data flooded her neural-cloud, bits of imagery and codes filled her with more information about what the place looked like, a place so serene just like her.

“Lake Verity… It’s a beautiful lake… some few houses around a very crystal blue lake… it is peaceful village where I grew up, away from my cousin until we met again…” Iota gave of a serene look at her captors.

“I do not know where it is locate from here, but the topography, soil composition, and local species greatly differ from what I have seen around here. For instance, the trees around here had less vitality than back in Lake Verity, as well as approximately smaller by a third in size. The insects, while look similar at a glance, are of different varieties. "

Continue feeding them mundane information. Refrain from mentioning any personal information related to you or me, and avoid lying at all cost.

I-Is that so… my bad… Iota frowned a little, somewhat looking adorable yet innocent.

“Its forest is dense, denser that the one where I got lost. But it is just a quiet little village, I assure you.” Iota added, trying her best not to slip up in this interrogation in order to avoid a rather violent outcome.
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[Dante Verren]

After receiving the all clear from Selveranas and hearing about the town in the north he felt it would probably be a good idea for him to head in that way. He messaged his reply to Selveranas, that being a simple "Understood" and stretched his arms. If the group that was going north wasn't to far ahead he could probably catch up to them. He did have his chariot with him so speed wasn't necessarily an issue. Slinging his bow over his shoulder along with the bag containing the three rabbits that had fallen victim to his hunts he would head back to where his chariot was.

As Oscar approached the two demonic horses neighed at him in greeting. As he passed them he patted them both on the neck as a sign of gratitude for their greeting. He pulled himself up onto the drivers bench and placed the bag next to him on the seat. The horses looked back at him expecting them to give the command at any moment. Before that though he had to make himself comfortable. Taking both hands he grabbed his head and pulled it free from his neck placing it safely in his lap. Grabbing the reigns he lightly flicked them sending the horses into a light jog. Flicking the reigns harder this time the Horses set off running carrying Oscar north where he would hopefully run into the others before making it to the town.

 

[general ostruppen]

The golden man

After following his guide through the vast but quite impressive mountain fortress, they had finally touched down on what appeared to be a hanger. After landing he was immediately greeted by a bunch of hostile fancy mancy troops and followed up with the demand of an answer of his identity......Again. Jimmy goes ahead and takes a deep breath and sighs in annoyance, "I understand that you have every right to go as taking me into custody and demanding a background check on me. But I find it very rude to point your toothpicks at me when I had literally had to go forth and slaughter thousands of those horrific creatures and then having to get hit by fireballs which didn't really injure me but still that is quite a nuisance......Now as for my identity I have already stated my title, I am who is known as the Guardian of Mankind. I was created for the sole purpose of guiding humanity from the sideline and uniting them. However I was transported from my real of existence into this world of existance in which I have no clue in which why I was sent here. All I know for sure is that I am in some desolate wasteland, which turned out to be swarming with those creatures. Now to also address another one of your other concerns, no I am not whomever you think I am from the west. I have no knowledge of where I am, the geography, the culture, the politics, nor even the meaning or significance of your symbols and distinguishing armor. Nor do I really care, my only concern is to locate my sons and daughters of whom are under the care of my other compatriots. Whether you wish to believe the information I have bestowed upon you is worth noting or not is up to you. " He folds his arms and stares down the mystery man and awaits his response.

Petroshka​

 

[Nastarial]

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Shizira
Alyssa Morrow
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So command the wake of dreams
To restore the world, cut 'way the seams....


Alyssa had walked through the majority of Sigvold as she continued to think. Many ideas had come to mind about their situation as well as the most recent.....ordeal. Nothing to do with that now, but wait until most of the members were within the stronghold that was Sigvold and hold a meeting to determine what, if anything, would happen to Nemo. As far as herself went, she'd wait to be called, but with whispers of her cohorts leaving to investigate various areas, she was interested in checking things out herself. While she hadn't accomplished what she had originally set out to do since the destruction of the Carnival, it could wait until later. And then she remembered her arrow stock.

She was pretty close to a ranged vendor, and was able to restock completely from there. She would've preferred Drix or Fabian, but when she had passed Brawler's Street, it seemed closed and the Forge, well.... she was just too lazy to walk all the way over it, if she were being completely honest with herself. Afterwards, she flew to the nearest gates leading out of Sigvold and inquired to the nearby NPCs if they knew where some of her colleagues had gone to. Most of them didn't seem to have an answer until a patrol exchange came through and was able to inform the half-dragon that some, particularly the two she wanted see not so long ago, had gone north. Nodding and giving her thanks, she took flight again. She gave Sigvold a once-over before altering course to join them. She'd go at a fairly leisurely pace, being something of a vanguard for their butts and ensuring those Spawnling creatures couldn't gank them.

"Hey, guys," Alyssa said cheerfully over a message directed at Drix and Fabian, "hope you two don't mind me joining you. I'll be trailing behind you for a bit, so don't worry about slowing down or the like for my sake. I'll see ya when I meet up with ya!" Her tail swished in gleeful anticipation as she enjoyed her flight. It was all rather scenic.

So obtain the fate you sow
On this path, be weary friend and foe...​

ChazGhost HighSanguinaryPriest
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[OverconfidentMagi]

Wandering AngelHeleL​

A brilliant flash lit up the forest, coalescing into the form of a radiant golden child with a dozen angelic wings fanning out behind him, clothed in a flowing robe of the purest white. His eyes opened slowly, revealing a blue that put the sky and seas to shame. There was an emptiness in those eyes that was unable to tarnish their indescribable beauty. "[Descent from Heaven] ... human." There was no emotion in the words mumbled from the radiant child's mouth. Helel's golden light faded as his wings fell away and he fell to the ground. Even his white robes were reshaped into a dirty cloth shift, with a hood that he pulled up to hide his face from the world. He took a step and then another, with no direction or destination.

After many hours of walking, Helel came across a path through the forest. He followed it, and after more walking finally exited the forest. Even his depression-clouded head was somewhat glad to be out of the trees. Maybe when he finally collapsed to sleep this time he wouldn't be attacked by monsters or wild animals. A part of him felt that he didn't even deserve that comfort, that he should turn back around and get lost in the dark trees once more. But that had only been physical pain, and the beasts were surprisingly quick to finish off their prey. It was almost merciful how they killed. Oh, he probably shouldn't stay in the forest any longer. What if the predators got used to hunting him and ended up attacking other people who wandered into the forest? He would be to blame if that came to pass. Helel looked back at the forest. No, he'd done enough damage here, he needed to keep moving.

The path eventually led him to a more well-traveled road, where the occasional human traveler would pass by. For the most part they ignored the cloaked child, but one wagon with a man and woman stopped out of concern for him. He'd been walking for many miles, and his feet were bruised and bloody from countless cuts. Helel could have healed them himself in an instant if he wished, but he considered it just another form of punishment. But the couple showed him such concern as they fussed over him and cleaned his wounds that he felt bad for inconveniencing them. He gave back everything they wasted on him. For their healing he healed their bodies: the man's arthritis in his joints, his weak back, the scars he'd accumulated over his life, even his weakening eyesight, and the woman was much the same, being just as old as her husband, but in addition he healed the rot in her lung that would have otherwise ended her life within three years. For their kindness he transmuted a stone from the side of the road into solid gold and handed it to the woman. "Kindness without thought of reward, rewarded." He left the couple stunned and resumed his endless march forward.

When he finally stopped, it wasn't because of his feet, though they had begun to bleed once more. His weak mortal body was simply exhausted. He'd ignored its needs for minor things such as rest, food, and water, and now he could force the body forward no further. Helel wavered and then collapsed mid-stride only a few short feet from the gates of the first city he'd come across.