The Principle Journey: Wrath of the North Main IC

[Creek]

Timore relaxed a little when the woman sheathed her sword and released his shoulder. It had an unfortunate bloodstain now, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Besides, there were bigger things to worry about. Like how he would go about fixing the woman's arm. He really didn't want to have to sew it up, and wasn't really confident in his ability to do so. Learning to sew well wasn't exactly high on his list of priorities. However, he did seem to recall learning how to use a healing Arte recently; maybe he would be able to use that? He hadn't exactly tried it out before, but it probably couldn't go too awry. Or, at least, not as much as stitching up a person's arm could. How had the woman gotten that wound, anyways? Timore doubted that he could have possibly done any serious damage to it while running into her. He thought he remembered that the arm had been bandaged up previous to his bumping into it, though. Maybe he had reopened a wound? Oops. 


Timore was just about to inform the woman of this other option when a bell began ringing. It also seemed to have interrupted the bard, who had begun to make a suggestion to the woman. The bell didn't really startle Timore; he had been doing too much of that to be startled again. The shouts that came with it did, however, worry him. Pirates? Like... The type of people who had killed his father? Oh no. Timore had heard many stories from surviving sailors of these ruthless, murderous thieves of the sea. This would probably be bad. He'd have to heal the woman fast, and... she was already leaving. "Wha- shouldn't I heal you first?" He asked, but she didn't seem to care. In fact, she seemed... excited? Timore couldn't help but shiver a little as he caught a glimpse of the smirk on her face. It wasn't worth worrying about now, though. Shakily, he removed his quarterstaff from his back and clutched it close to him. It had been a while since he had last had to use it, and he wasn't very good. His education had been focused on things other than fighting. Watching a scout ship approach, he did his best to calm himself down. 


((Pirate attack on MKS Hood inbound))


@Kairikudo, @cokemonster, @Reinhardt

 

[Helral]

Turian Kuhaku

Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D.
12 pm

Location: On the airship
Spirit energy reserves: 20
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Guess I didn't have to order her to be awakened, Turian reflected as Alberta seems to come to. Shortly after Antarah's voice was audible over the waystone, Turian, If anyone can hear me. The transaction has been completed. Make a few more tests as needed then please report to back to Port City Victoria. Turian was close enough to the stone to hear it over the racket that the others were making. After activating the waystone on this side, Turian responded, 'Understood '. Time for some maneuvers, Turian thought as he turned his face back to the rest. 'Hold on to something', he warned them. Just to be safe he waited until a mental count of three had passed, and then tried out some `simple` maneuvers. Nothing too shaky, but still shaky enough that it could be felt by those on board.


(Tags, because we got them: @Bacon is fluffy @Kai Kontra @Orikanyo @Shin Positron Laser )

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

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Antarah Genzah
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Location: Port City Victoria
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Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D. / 12 pm
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Character Stats: HP: TBD / SE: TBD / CCA: TBD
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[COLOR= rgb(47, 79, 79)]" Hmm?" Shouting came back at him through the Waystone. The voice belonged to Alberta ( @Orikanyo ) It was so frantic one would think she was hold onto a cliff with one hand. Antarah dismissed her fear of all things technology as either the superstitious nature of a country bumpkin, the result of living isolated for years or simply as laziness to go on mission that required the use of these airships. Deducing from her screams of anger he could no longer afford to think that she was faking her fear. The men with him were shaking their heads in disappointment. He wondered whether the head shaking was because of the fact that as a lady she had no composure, or the fact that she called Antarah by his first name when those who knew him would call him Master Genzah and most everyone else Commander. [/COLOR]


" If you cannot handle the stresses that come along with the assignments, we will find something more suitable for you when we return to the Fort." he said to her calmly. " Tell the Vice Commander and Mr. Albert to push the ship to its maximum speed. I wish to test the Sails and the Impeller at the same time." he told them. " See you when you return. "

[SIZE= 28px]Location: Onboard the MKS Hood[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 28px]Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D. / 12 pm[/SIZE]
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The first scout ship came into range and fire some cannons. They were trying to disable the ships movement without sinking her, so targets were selected above the first deck. They had no problem with casualties on the ship however. Three more cannon fire shots. One of them taking down the foreward mast. It took up a position just above the Hood. Lines of rope were falling from the edge of the scout ship and harpoons were being launched at the other masts to anchor the ship and slow it down. 10 Pirates came down from the lines and were boarding the ship. The Captain told the crew to prepare to repel borders.


NPC Pirate STATS:


HP: 3


ATK: 1


DEF: 2


CCA: 2

GM Notes: Let's see how many can be taken down in 5 posts. The posts of those in this Group are the ones that count. Pirates are numbered 1-10 take on whoever you want but mark the pirate so that we can tally how many are down in the end. You as the player will take control of the NPC pirate of your choice.
 





@Helral / @Orikanyo / @Kai Kontra / @Bacon is fluffy / @Creekstar / @cokemonster / @Reinhardt / @Kairikudo /

 

[cokemonster]

Nineteen boots and one peg-leg slapped onto the wooden boards of the MKS Hood. Shrill screams from the unarmed rang as they fled to lower decks. The invaders from the vessel above were practically cackling with excitement, adrenaline pumping as they searched for combatants to dispatch. The sounds of battle ensued throughout the upper deck. The pandemonium was ugly. Asynchronous rabble of metal and thunder.


Cecil frowned where he remained sitting, eventually resolving to aid the transport ship. He could barely make them out in all of this noise. His knees popped satisfyingly as he rose. Patiently, he searched for one of these pirates. It was difficult, but he made out the outline of one beating down an unlucky maiden, thinking he'd found a healthy hostage to be carried off later. Cecil thought otherwise.


He slung his Lute over his back and quietly came to the pirate's back. He spoke whilst withdrawing his blade. "Nothing personal, but this vessel is carrying me to my destination. I can't have it pillaged, no matter how poor or desperate you must be to resort to this life."


The pirate let the limp, but still breathing, body of the maiden fall unpleasantly to the ground. He cocked his head to the faint voice at his back, giving a guttural, "Wot're you babblin' bou-" before whipping around at the sight of the armed, startling figure.

Cecil Sanger
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STATS: 4 HP / 15 SE / 7 CCA
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DICE: 1 ATK / 1 DEF / 3 EVA
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((cokemonster rolls


1 ATK =  results 6))


Cecil flicks a lever on his dagger, letting the chained blade fall just above the ground before halting it with the opposite lever. He snaps it into the air and then towards Pirate #6.

Pirate #6
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STATS: 3 HP / ? SE / 3 CCA
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DICE: 1 ATK / 2 DEF
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((Pirate #6 rolls


2 DEF = 5 / 5


1 ATK = 4))


The pirate smacks the flying blade aside. He grunts at the androgynous bastard who tried to blindside him, and rushes forward to deal him his do's. He swings a thick scimitar that is the love of his life, wanting to end cut that dagger's hand clean off.

 

[Creek]

Timore watched in horror as the scout ships began their attack. The ear-shattering blasts of cannons filled the air, and the ship shook with their impact. People were hit or knocked over everywhere, and some fell overboard. Some even jumped on purpose in hopes of escaping. Timore was forced to spread his feet out a little and brace himself to stay upright, planting his quarterstaff firmly on the ground. However, as the forward mast, which he had been standing near, fell, he was forced to get out of the way as fast as possible. He dove to the right, landing with a thump on the hard wood of the deck. Hopefully the other man had done the same. Just as he was out of danger of being crushed by a mast, however, a thick rope came down near him, and a burly man, scarred from battle and with a wild look in his eyes, slid down the rope, landing only a few meters away. Unfortunately, Timore was the first person he spotted. The pirate began to charge towards him, drawing a cutlass from its sheathe at his side.



 



Pirate 1:


HP 3


Attack Roll: 5


Defense Roll: 2







 



Timore:


HP 4


Attack Rolls: 3, 3, 6


Defense Rolls: 4, 3






The pirate swung his cutlass down in an overhead slash while Timore was stilled sprawled on the floor of the deck. Doing his best to get himself in a somewhat upright position again, Timore desperately held his quarterstaff above his head, closing his eyes tightly, and was relieved to feel its vibration as his opponent's weapon bounced off; it seemed to him that he had gotten lucky this time. Quickly standing now that he had an opening, he noticed that the pirate seemed quite surprised that the simple metal pole had been able to repel his lethally sharp blade. This was Timore's chance. There was nothing else close by to get in the way, and it didn't seem likely that anything could go too wrong. Bringing his staff around in a wide arc, he bashed his opponent in the ribs. There was a noticeable, ugly cracking noise as one or two gave way, and the pirate clutched his side in pain. Taking this chance to attack again, Timore brought his staff down hard on the pirate's head, the first blow knocking him down and the second cracking his head with a sickening crunch. That's one pirate gone, Timore thought grimly.


@Kairikudo, @Reinhardt, @cokemonster

 

[Kairikudo]

Oh the glorious sound of battle, how it made the twisted mercenaries heart race as her twisted smirk remained. Her eyes fell on large pirate that was heading towards a mother and child that had boarded the ship. Kairi held a katana in one hand as she called out "Hey fatty, why don't you take on someone worth fighting." This had caught the large pirates attention as her turned towards her with a scowl on his face From her rude remark. The mother and child ran off to safety while the battle begun.


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Pirate #2


HP 3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Attack roll D6= 2 damage


"I'll make ye pay for that sharp tongue of yers!" The pirate yelled as he ran at Kairi swinging his sword down at her in a vertical motion.


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Kairi 


HP: 7/8 (because of her previous injury)


SE: 17


CCA: 3


ATK DICE: 1


DEF DICE: 1


EVA DICE: 1


Def Dice: d2= 1 damage


Kairi was able to barely dodge the attack, causing him to cut her shoulder a bit taking her HP down by 1


End of round stats


Pirate #2


HP 3/3


Cca2


Def2 


Attack 1


Kairi


HP: 6/ 8


SE: 17


CCA: 3


ATK DICE: 1


DEF DICE: 1


EVA DICE: 1

 

[Orikanyo]

"Pfft, I'll deal with it then, just you don't forget this. You owe me!" She resigned herself to trying to find a area she can settle down and not stare off the side of the ship. perhaps she was admitting defeat, perhaps she simply didn't want to bother barking up at the brick wall that was their leader. Perhaps she simply wanted to hide what dignity she had left so that the monsterous rage inside doesn't eat the last bit she had. Yes, she was an angry person, yes, she KIND OF let her words loose to many times. YES she kind of referred to her leader by his first name. YES she was making an utter fool of herself. 


But was she gona let it get her down? Would she feel such embarrassment?


Yea.


Yea she was. 


Resigning herself to a corner of the ship that wasn't facing to much of the outside world she took to waiting around, almost wanting SOMETHING to come up instead of her freaking out... Surely there was something, anything, that needed her expertise, hell, why'd they put her on a test flight! She had NOTHING to do but get "used" to flying. 


How stupid! 


"hey, try not to shit yourself you worthless piece of shit." pretty much what they were saying. 


Totally feel the respect folks, dunk the cat in water and wonder why it's clawing your hand. 


Her anger was palpable, but managed. 


@Shin Positron Laser @Kai Kontra @Helral @Bacon is fluffy

 

[Bacon is fluffy]

Albert was quite stunned at the girl for getting up the way she did, a scared puppy who now had the gall to stand on her own in a situation where she was paralyzed with fear. He smiled at the girl, who'd argue with their superiors in such a lively manner. It was clear to him that she wouldn't do something crazy, like prematurely leaping off the ship. Honestly he didn't like seeing someone being thrown in a position where they could have been acclimated easier, and without making him responsible for her life. Again, seeing her able to move about and on her own really spoke volumes to how much courage she could muster. So much so that he wasn't particularly mad at Eiss anymore.  "Uh huh. And if I was smilin'?", he said with an air of superiority. Al dusted himself off and grabbed his weapon off the floor, which he left lying down before he started meditating. It was a five foot blade which was stalky at the base and more slender at it edged to a point. Although it shined in the summer sun, it was battered from years of use and training; having a hazy demented glow about it. Knicked and without luster, his ol' reliable was an intimidating sight by itself and most onlookers thought it was worse to see as Al effortlessly let it vertically rest on his shoulder. He looked over to Eiss and tipped his hat at him, " Now I know why you hide, Eiss". 


Albert took a deep breath, before exhaling in a long drawn out way as he made his way to the vice captain; shedding the worries as he focused himself on the steering wheel. If there was two things he was jealous of, it would be the engineer who fixed the ship and his commander who was driving the ship. Al carefully let his sword rest vertically and knelt down with it firmly in his grasp. Carefully observing the structure of the streering wheel's column and the energy ebbing and flowing as Turian operated it.


@Kai Kontra @Helral

 

[Helral]

Turian Kuhaku

Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D.
12 pm

Location: On the airship
Spirit energy reserves: 20
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As Turian was going at top speed with the airship some sounds caught his attention. These sounds did not come from the airship itself, Turian banked the airship into a circular motion while at the same time slowing it down. This should keep them in the vicinity of the sound. It sounded like cannons being fired somewhere below. Activating the waystone Turian contacted Antarah, 'Genzah', he said loudly hoping the waystone would pickup his voice, 'There is some combat going on.'. Towards the others Turian shouted 'Can anyone see what is going on? They should be somewhere below us.'. Turian left the waystone active so that Antarah could hear of what was going on. Meanwhile Turian was having the airship slowly descent so that they could get a better view of what was going on.


(Tags, because we got them: @Bacon is fluffy @Kai Kontra @Orikanyo @Shin Positron Laser )

 

[Reinhardt]

Feusen 1st, 997 CYAD


Aboard the Ferry MKS Hood


"Well, that's something.", Grifyn said once the two had left. He had never such a strange encounter before, especially with a women of that caliber. She did not hesitate to show aggression towards him, a total stranger. That may be courage, or simply some crazed fury. Whatever it was, Grifyn took note that he should probably stay away from that woman. She'll most likely cause a lot of trouble for him. The kid, on the other hand, needs a little bit of work. It seems that he is not used to the outside world, or interacting with people. Perhaps he has been staying indoors for a lot of time. Grifyn will have to do something about that later. He has taken a bit of a liking towards the young timid lass, after all.


Of course, Grifyn's routine would be to relax, now that the commotion has been somewhat resolved. But fate had other plans for him. Apparently, pirates were attacking the ship. For whatever reason that Grifyn will most likely desire to know. Curiosity is one of the few traits he had developed over the years, and it certainly has given him both help and trouble.


The scene is unfolding.


A mast has fallen from the firepower of the pirates' cannons. They had began to infiltrate the ship through ropes. The ship was being slowed down as well. 


"This is going to be quite interesting.", Grifyn mumbled to himself, as he miraculously avoided every cannon shot fired thereafter. Well, pretty much the others did that as well, so it was not really a great feat. 


Finally, the pirates have arrived. Ten of them. The battle had begun.


The crazed woman from earlier was defending a mother and a child from an attacking pirate. She seems to be in trouble, due to her wound, but Grifyn decided not to interfere. She can pretty much handle herself, that is what he assumed.


The timid lad had surprisingly overwhelmed his opponent and defeated him with a skull-crushing blow. Skill or luck, it does not matter. What matters is the ship survives, and they get to their destination rather quickly and safely.


The bard, who seemed to be blind based on his...erm, her appearance, was facing an opponent she most likely cannot handle. Her surprise attack had failed, it seems. 


With the situation analyzed, Grifyn started to come up with a plan. "This, that, a---nd that. Alright, time to go.", he mumbles to himself, as he started to ran towards the glorious field or floor, in this case, of battle!


First, he rushed past the timid lad, and gave him a gentle, encouraging tap on the shoulder. "Good job, kid. Keep it up. Don't get yourself killed."


Next, the crazed woman. He hurried to the mother's and the child's side. "Hurry while they are distracted. Get yourself to the cabins. I'll keep you safe until then.", he whispered to them convincingly.


The mother nodded and helped her child up. They, then, slowly headed towards the cabin doors. It was not really far from their location, just a mere seconds away, but the current situation has deemed it difficult to travel. Especially for the two, they were scared and on the verge of panicking. Grifyn was following them from behind, checking for any possible pirates who would attack the two innocents.


And much to their misfortune, there was one - a peg-legged brigand of the sea was headed straight towards them. Acting quickly, Grifyn gently shoved the two and said, "Go faster. Things will turn for the worse soon."


The two whimpered and ran as if their lives depended on it, which actually was true. Their distance to the cabin doors were lessening and lessening. The pirate did not like that. They could be used as slaves but some blond haired guy is meddling with matters he should not. The pirate started to draw something from his back. Grifyn assumed it was a weapon of some sort, thus, he rushed towards the pirate with a sliding kick, which the wet wooden floor aided him in doing so. The sudden attack caught the pirate off-guard, hitting his peg-leg slipped and causing him to fall to the floor, face first. Grifyn, now standing on the opposite side, had a smile on his face.


"Oh, man!", he said out loudly. "Did you see you face? It was...." He tried to hold in his laughter, resulting in some huffs and puffs.


The peg-legged pirate lifted himself up, now in a crouching position. He had drawn what he desired to earlier, and now, a H.A.C. was pointed directly towards Grifyn.


"Not hilarious at all!", Grifyn yelled, and laughed nervously.


The pirate grunted, and pulled the trigger. A bullet of spiritual energy flew towards Grifyn.


Luckily, the blond haired adventurer had quick reflexes. With a sidestep, he dodged the bullet, merely inches away from his face. "Come on, man. I already said it wasn't hilarious.", he said, rushing once more towards the pirate with the wet floor assisting his speed. The pirate's face met his boot in such a quick manner, that it made him unconscious. 


The two were now safely in the cabins, but Grifyn still had much more to do. Once again, he rushed to a different direction. This time, towards the bard. Again, he slid through the decks, using the wet floor as his aid. He got there in no time, just as the pirate swung his scimitar to harm the bard. Grifyn tried to deflect it, but the impact was far too strong. He had wounded his left arm with a cut, but the blade was no longer a threat to the bard. He looked behind him, saying, "Whew. Made it just in time. Don't get yourself involved in barbaric acts like these, young miss. You'll end up like that crazy woman."


"Why ya cursed-", the pirate said, only to be cut off by another surprise attack, now much quicker than before. 


A full fist contacted the pirate's face with such force, that it knocked him down on the ground. His nose and mouth had blood dripping out of them. He was enraged by this. However, Grifyn did not give him a chance to rest. It was now the pirate's turn to strike back. With a very strong force, the pirate swung his scimitar once more - this time, aiming for the blond's left leg. 


However, Grifyn was once more, quick with reacting. He took a step back as soon as the pirate lifted his arm, dodging the attack which could have caused him great harm. "Easy there, fella.", he gave a snarky remark. He placed his hands up, posing like a regular bar brawler.


The pirate stood back up, and held his scimitar tightly. He gave off a really strong feeling of killing intent.


Somehow, Grifyn had managed to piss off two people in a short period of time, and now, two of them wanted to kill him. Well, at least the crazy woman is distracted. This guy is not.


Now, the true battle begins.



Tags: @cokemonster @Kairikudo @Creekstar





DICE LOG:


1. Grif ATK roll #1 - 6 (success)
      6 CCA left


2. Pirate 3 ATK roll #1 - 5 (success)
      0 CCA left


3. Grif EVA roll #1 - 2 (success)


      5 CCA left


4. Grif ATK roll #2 - 3 (success)


      4 CCA left


5. Grif DEF roll #1 - 1 (fail)


      3 CCA left


6. Grif ATK roll #3 - 5 (success)


      2 CCA left


7. Pirate 6 DEF roll #1 - 1 (fail)


      1 CCA left


8. Pirate 6 ATK roll #1 - 5 (success)


      0 CCA left


9. Grif EVA roll #2 - 1 (success)


      1 CCA left





FINAL STATS:


Grif - HP 3, SE 15, CCA: 1, ATK DICE: 0, DEF DICE: 1, EVA DICE: 0
   Inflicted 2 HP damage to Pirate 3, Received 1 HP Damage, Inflicted 1 HP damage to Pirate 6


 Pirate 3 - HP 1, CCA: 0, ATK DICE: 0, DEF DICE: 2


   Received 2 HP damage


Pirate 6 - HP 2, CCA: 0, ATK DICE: 0, DEF DICE: 1


   Inflicted 1 HP Damage to Grif, Received 1 HP Damage

 

[Kairikudo]

The pirate gave a smug smirk as he noticed he injured the crazed woman. As he spoke in an arrogant tone. " give up now so I don't damage ye too much. Despite that crazed look, you'd sell for a pretty penny." Kairis smirk had become even more sadistic as she let out a chuckle. The hint of blood lust was definitely in the woman's eyes "give up? But the fun has only begun!"


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Kairi 


HP:6/ 8


SE: 17


CCA: 3


ATK DICE: 1


DEF DICE: 1


EVA DICE: 1


Atk roll d6 damage to pirate 2 HP


Kairi quickly turned. Her blade coming straight for his torso as if to merely slice through him


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Pirate #2


HP 3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Defense roll d2 (failed to dodge)


The pirate gets a blow across the chest , blood gushing from the room, but he still stood with 1hp left. He was going to fight this battle to the death, whether it be her death or his own.


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Pirate #2


HP 1/3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Attack roll 5 attack damage 1


In retaliation to his recent injury, the pirate grew furious as he went to Pierce the mercenary through her gut.


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Kairi


HP 6/8


SE 17


Cca 2/3


ATK DICE 0


DEF dice 1


EVA dice 1


EVA dice roll 5. (Evade failed)


Kairi did her best to evade the blow to the gut but got her side cut instead.


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End of battle results


Pirate #2


HP 1/3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Kairi Kudo


HP 5/8


SE 17


Cca 2/3


ATK DICE 1


DEF dice 1


EVA dice 1

 

[cokemonster]

Cecil Sanger
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Aboard the MKS Hood
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STATS: 4 HP / 15 SE / 7 CCA
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DICE: 1 ATK / 1 DEF / 3 EVA
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Just as Cecil was about to effortlessly dodge the well telegraphed strike, a figure slid across the unsteady deck with such pristine gallantry that it caused Cecil to falter. As any selfless knight in many tales of old, the roguish interloper took the blade's bite whilst the musician stood puzzled. His quips held an even voice with only the faintest hint of pain. It was the teasing man.


Perhaps it was just the rush of combat. Perhaps he has had practice speaking while under such dire straits. Intriguing, but that'd have to wait along with setting the man straight about his saving of this "young woman". 


Cecil remained silent, detecting the groans of a nearby pirate rising from the floor. It was curiously in the direction the teasing man slid in from. This only raised further intrigue, which he allowed to linger on his mind as  his blade flew in the space between them. It once again was knocked away, resulting in only anger and an enraged pirate.


The pirate wielded not a blade, but a cylindrical contraption Cecil feared was an H.A.C. He could make out the object pointed his direction, followed by: "Yer gonna pay for that! Willis- Yi bess' gut that slippery arsehole for meh!" A click of a trigger was followed by a sharp explosion. A tiny ball of spirit energy hurtled towards the dagger holder.


Cecil swung his shoulder slightly, letting the SE bullet splinter the fallen main mast nearby. He flicked a lever to retract the blade fully, face entirely cold to the feat which caused the shooter to question many things.


"The hell?" The pirate's eyes bugged out. The miscreant backed away some, looking from his weapon to the estrange woman who had covered eyes. Had it jammed?


Cecil stepped closer to his foolish white-knight savior, keeping his back to an ally as a new pirate was heard coming to aid the other two. A bead of sweat slid down his temple. They were being surrounded.



DICE log:


Cecil ATK roll #1 = 6


P3 DEF roll #1 = 4


P3 ATK roll #1 = 5


Cecil EVA roll #1 = 1


Final Stats:


Literally nothing was accomplished. GG.

 

[Oreo Cookie]

Metallic cliks and claks rung in the air as Eiss impatiently tapped his foot against the deck. The conversation between Alberta and the Commander, although short, was lasting too long for Eiss' taste. Cut the crap and get to the point. Save the disciplinary stuff for later. His foot finished its last tap with a loud clank upon hearing they would be proceeding at maximum speed. Things were finally starting to get a move on. He decided to move toward the bow of the ship, passing Albert who effortlessly hoisted a massive sword onto his shoulder. Eiss couldn't help but let his eyes linger on the weapon. The sword had a history, evident by its worn state. Eiss felt neither awe or envy, but something else entirely. He made no snide remark this time, emitting only a simple "Hmph." 


Standing at the bow of the ship, Eiss stared out toward the horizon. His mind was on the onset of starting to zone elsewhere until a brief thunderous explosion snapped him back to reality. For a moment he thought something within the interior of the airship had went awry, but the explosions that followed sounded too distance. From behind him he heard the voice of the Vice Commander asking if anyone could see anything. Eiss didn't offer an immediate response, his focus on the the sea below. With the airship descending, the scene below became more clear. Several ships were clustered around each other, and Eiss could even make out the ant like figures scurrying on them. Panicked screams and cries carried by the wind reached him and at last he understood the situation. "It's a pirate attack!"


( @Orikanyo @Shin Positron Laser @Helral @Bacon is fluffy )

 

[Jack Rakan]

Donar


 Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D.

12PMPort City Victoria
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Donar was busy giving the men orders while the Commander(Antarah) was contacting the newly acquired Airship. Vice-Commander Turian had taken a few others to test the Airship. he couldn't help but feel sorry for those who were with him. He might have too much fun with it.


After seeing to the others, he approached the Commander( @Shin Positron Laser ) as he finished giving orders to the Airship crew. He heard the screaming from Alberta and the suggestion to her from Antarah. Seemingly done with his say, Donar stood next to him. "Commander, we are ready to move as soon as the Airship party is back." Even though it's been a while, Donar was serving under Antarah by order of his Master, a well known Noble. Donar was taken in by this man from before he graduated from the Knight Academy to be said Noble's bodyguard, and was then specially trained for that. So he was not a normal Knight or typical bodyguard.


He was sent to battlefields and commanded other Soldiers in the Contested Region so he's seen the war firsthand. When he returned from a classified mission, Donar's master assigned him to serve under Antarah Genzah of the Nohrad Swords for a time. Donar was even to this day against it. The problem however was not the assignment, but the fact that he would be working in a Mercenary guild. Which he held a small dislike of such groups. Needless to say he dutifully carried out his tasks. So far he gets along with Vice-Commander Turian, and maybe some others. he still wasn't sure of some.
As for the Commander, you either know to call him Master Antarah, or Commander. Donar chooses to call him Commander over Master as he already has One Master, and does not need another. Though, it's more out of respect by both his Master and the Commander.


He didn't know why he was selected for this out of the others who were more than qualified, but he figured it had something to do with his Masters order in the form of a letter that Donar had not read yet.  

 

[Creek]

Briefly pausing to catch his breath after taking down the pirate that had come after him, Timore surveyed the chaos. It seemed the pirate that he had faced off against was the only one who had died yet. The man who had teased him and the bard seemed to be dealing with two opponents at once, one of which had... Was that an H.A.C? That might be trouble. They didn't seem to have inflicted many injuries on those pirates yet, but they didn't seem to have received many, either.  On the other hand, off to one side, the scary woman was bleeding everywhere, and not just from her arm anymore. Oh boy. If he didn't do something about that, she'd probably make him try to stitch the new wounds up, too. Fortunately, her opponent seemed to be in bad shape as well. Timore couldn't really blame the pirate; as far as he could tell, anyone would be in bad shape after dealing with her. Should he go over and help the injured woman out? He stood contemplating for a moment, and jumped in surprise as the fallen mast splintered next to him. This... probably wasn't the best place to stand. Gripping his quarterstaff in both hands, he moved over to join the dark haired woman, doing his best to avoid being spotted by the pirates. 



 



Timore


HP 4


SE 20


CCA 5


Arte Lvl 1: Light Heal 

 
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Reaching the injured woman within a few minutes, Timore immediately began healing the wound in her side, which he noticed had been inflicted only moments ago. "H-hold still for just a second," he told her quietly. A warm glow emanated from his hands, which he held next to the wound, and it sealed up. Quickly backing up once that was finished, Timore wondered if he should attack the pirate. Noticing the bloodthirsty look in the now slightly less injured woman's eyes, however, he decided against it. She might be mad at him or something if he accidentally took the pirate down before she could. Unfortunately, the pirate, whose attention had certainly been caught by the light of Timore's spell, had other plans. 



 



Pirate #2


HP 1


CCA 2


Attack Roll:  4

 
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The pirate charged at Timore, covering the short amount of ground between them quickly. He brought his sword around in a low sweep, aiming for Timore's right leg. 



 



Timore


HP 4


SE 14


CCA 4


Defense Roll: 5

 
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Fortunately, Timore was able to block the blow with his quarterstaff. That had been close, though. He backed up behind the scary woman and decided that he'd just be ready to heal her more if the need arose. 


Battle Results: 


+1 HP to Kairi, -6 SE from Timore


@Kairikudo, @cokemonster, @Reinhardt 

 

[Kairikudo]

The females eyes locked on the pirate at hand. Her grin remained as she let out another sadistic chuckle. "is that the best you can do? You're hardly worth my time." She stated in an amused tone. She heard the tapping of feet running across wooden floor believing, hoping it was another pirate coming to aid his friend "eh? Coming to aid your--" she stopped in mid sentence seeing the timid boy from earlier "What the hell kid! Stay back! And did you really kill that pirate by yourself!" She protested though he still ran to her telling her to be still "Still! I'm in battle-- Eh? What the hell are you doing! Don't place your hand the--" she was surprised when the pain in her side stopped she noticed the wound gone before a big grin painted her face "Well your more useful than I thought shorty." Her eyes caught the pirate as he was swinging down at timore. Who luckily dodged the blow. "hey fatty! I'm your opponent so leave shorty alone! Or maybe your pickin on the little guy because you're scared" the mercenary said the last part with a dark grin. This only seemed to piss the pirate off to no extent as he came at her to land a blow.


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Pirate #2


HP 1/3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Attack roll d6 damage to he felt 1


Kairi Kudo


HP 6/8


SE 17


Cca 3/3


ATK DICE 1


DEF dice 1


EVA dice 1


Defence roll D3


The pirate swung at Kairis leg , she tried to move before it hit, but it was to no use. Now blood gushed from the cut on her leg causing her to lose 1 HP. "you're really pissing me off." Kairi muttered under her breath as she grunted a bit in pain.


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Kairi Kudo


HP 5/8


SE 17


Cca 2/3


ATK DICE 1


DEF dice 0


EVA dice 1


Attack dice D3possible 2 damage


Pirate defense roll  D1 (failed)


Kairi gave the final blow, stabbing the point of the katana straight through the pirates throat, he hacked on his on blood as his eyes widen before his body became lifeless. She drew her sword from his neck letting the body collapse on the floor. "Well let's be off kid, there is plenty of more pirates to kill". She hummed now off to the next pirate.


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End of battle results


Kairi Kudo


HP 5/8


SE 17


Cca 1/3


ATK DICE 0


DEF dice 0


EVA dice 1


Pirate # 2


HP 0/3


CCA 2


Atk1


Def2


Victory goes to team Kairi and Timore.

 

[Shin Positron Laser]

View attachment 174959
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Location: Port City Victoria
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Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D. / 12 pm
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Character Stats: HP: TBD / SE: TBD / CCA: TBD
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" Very good, Lieutenant, prepare to get underway. " he told him. He awaited the response from the Vice Commander. Instead, what he got was cause for great concern. " Say again?" he asked through the Waystone. He heard the words that came out of it. He actually wanted confirmation that what was said was no joke or a mistake. " Turian, ( @Helral ) what is the situation? Turian " he yelled. People were starting to stare. He signaled for Donar and everyone else to follow as he walked with a brisk pace and continued to inquire about the situation. " Vice-Commander do not engage. We cannot risk being involved."


No responses back. Finally, he heard what could have been the voice of Eiss Therck. He described the combat situation as a Pirate Attack. While this slightly relieve Antarah about involving themselves in what could have been a national conflict, a Pirate attack would be all the more reason Turian would respond to it. " Curses. That man's Kindheartedness  will drag him into hopelessness one day..." he said while deactivating the stone. " But we cannot make it today... Lieutenant Donar, ( @Jack Rakan  )gather all Norhad Sword Members immediately and make your way towards the Harbor near the Repair Docks. " He point in the direction he was about to go and then quickly left.

[SIZE= 28px]Location: Pirates vs The MKS Hood[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 28px]Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D. / 12 pm[/SIZE]
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The Airship that dropped the pirates onto the MKS Hood soon after departed the sky above it. The noticed that another airship was coming in. It was definitely not friendly as they did not have the Flag of Jolinar Creed flying in the wind. The airship had emptied their crew with only a compliment of 3 or so left onboard to pilot the craft. The second airship was continuing to target and fire at the Hood's sails and steering. The crew managed to take care of some of the pirate. ( Pirates # 8-10 defeated ) But many were still evacuating bystanders off the main deck and into the crew quarters or the captains quarters. The second airship was now approaching to most likely land their own boarding party onboard. The first airship took flight and was heading to intercept The Wings of Inverness.


Pirates # 3-7 remain aboard


Second airship potentially has 10 more pirates.

 

[Bacon is fluffy]

Albert Dae'dium by 


HP: 9 SE: 15 CCA: 5


ATK DICE: 3 DEF DICE: 2 EVA DICE: 1


Albert wasn't sure how long he knelt next to the vice commander, his mind completely immersed in the alchemy of the ship. He thought for a moment after being so anxious just a few minutes before, why would he need anything else? Something in the distance broke his trance, something he was all too familiar with as a border patrol knight in the group, cannon fire. Before Al could stand he was alerted by Eiss, that pirates were indeed attacking a civilian ship. Albert waited until the ship came within reach before he noticed an all too familiar sight. " It's you", he whispered under his breath,  "The Jollinar...".


"What are going to do now, Albert Vi Dae'dium? Are you going to stop talking to me in defiance once more? Do you believe your hiding behind silence and not answering me will change things"?, said the powerful commanding voice in his head.


Albert became fixated upon the scene below, his fist curled into ball of rage. Albert made one final note of the ship's descent before turning around and running to the other side of the ship, ignoring the commotion around him. The voice shouting around him become muffled and indistinguishable from gibberish to him. His breathing became ragged and his body became tense, fists trembling from his inability to calm his nerves. Without much more than a split moment he sprinted toward the edge, planting his boot onto the ledge of the ship before sending himself into a spiraling arc over the MKS. While he was in the air, he took notice of the serene ocean breeze as it caressed his cheek and the indomitable summer sun beating down upon him. Though serene moments don't usually last as Al was once more enraged as he turned toward the MKS with reckless abandon, tightening his grip on Ol' reliable. His arc ended in the blink of an eye and gravity beckoned to him once more, pulling him into a straight shot into a sub mast still standing on the MKS.


The salty white fabric welcomed him with open arms as it enveloped his entire being before flinging him the air once more and into the fray. The man he ended up being launched into was battered, likely by the fight he was previously engaged in. Al raised his sword over his head and came crashing down upon the pirate fiend with an overhead swing. The man he attacked was skilled enough to slight his gargantuan blade slide off his schimatar, creating a thunderous crash;splintering the floor of the ship with a hollow metallic ring. The pirate getting cocky was about to swing once more,but was stopped in his tracks when Al grasped his throat with an remorseless look in his eye, concentrating on how his captive squirms with glee. As the man in his grasp started to move toward trying to shank Al, he raised him  over his head and slammed him to the ground with an abrupt thud which shook the floorboards.This time he turned about face, grasped his blade with both hands and swung it over his head once more, sending sinew, blood, and splintered wood flying about. 


He tugged on his blade and stood it upright, the familiar sound of flesh ripping and creaks from the floor board resounded as he brought him to a standing position once more. Albert never knew exactly he done it, but ever since he became a naturist student he could never hide his deep seated rage. Those caught in it just can't help but turn their attention to him, gaze affixed upon him for but a moment; an incomplete skill he had stumbled upon by accident but never had the skill to develop on his own. He licked the warm trickle of blood off his cheek, presenting a slight grin to the pirates. " I hope you don't mind if I take your prey".


Clear your friend's name if you're a man, find proof that it was the jollinar who caused that ship to crash. A young Al lied face down in the mud, his head battered to a bloodly pulp as he gasped for breath finally. His fingers clenching the soft earth beneath him as the rain battered down upon him. His father's broad back to him, becoming hazier by the moment. Soon he disappear, leaving Al  and his mother behind in Norhad.

 
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Results:


Pirate 6


NPC Pirate STATS:


HP: 3


ATK: 1


DEF: 2


CCA: 2


Defense roll 1: 2


Defense roll 2: 6


Albert rolls


Attack roll 1:6


Attack roll 2: 4


Attack roll :5


@Reinhardt @cokemonster @Kairikudo @Creekstar

 

[Orikanyo]

Alberta Becker
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Aboard the Wings
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Base Stats: [COLOR= rgb(152, 157, 160)]HP: 5 / SE: 16 / CCA: 3 / [/COLOR]
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[COLOR= rgb(152, 157, 160)]ATK: 1 / EVA: 2 / EHM: 1 / SEAL: 1 / PNM: 1 [/COLOR]
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"...There goes Albert... Dumbass." The woman wasn't about to jump ship herself, even if a sea vessel was plenty better than one in the air, best she make due with what she had she supposed. Though, if this thing was a ship, a scout ship for that matter, did it have weaponry? There was the harpoons but did it have REAL weaponry. She always wanted to try firing a cannon, but were cannons easy enough for her to use? Like shooting a crossbow, but with a cylinder and a big ass boom when you hit something. may as well try and go find it, make herself useful around the tub. 


Rummaging around under the deck of the airship it did not take her long to find them, two, one on one side, one on the other. Along with a hidden viewing window to see one's target. How quaint, but was it loaded? She peered into the hole of the cannon for a moment and shrugged "Figures they'd leave it empty. probably would cause trouble or something if it was left there... So... what do i do first... eh?" she rose an eyebrow at a piece of paper that was stuck to the wall "How to load the cannon." was printing upon it in large letters. "Guess that answers that. That other blasted arship is in sights so I guess I should hurry... Alright first is this... then this... Hmm... How much powder? Alright... now... Hrmmph...  get the ball in. Pound it a few times and... good?" She played around with the cannon for abit, getting what the note stated was a fully loaded and functional cannon. 


"Now I pull this lever and get ready to aim. Should be easy enough, just gotta.... adjust for the drop, see where the target is heading. pretty easy since they probably think the thing is unarmed. How wrong you are buddy." she was actually starting to get pretty hyped about this, the cannon, while loaded, almost felt like it gave her alot of power. hell, if she gets to keep using this thing maybe she WILL like this airship after all! The recipe was easy to do after all as well, well, it's not a recipe but it works like one in a way. "lets see.... aim..... and then light the wick. tada! done! Then the last part says... cover your ears? Always wear ear protection as you fire the cannon? Wait, why'd they put the warnings on the bottom? Thats terrible planning-"


The cannon let loose a tremendous roar throughout the ship, followed by what sounded like a woman's yelp mixed with a parrot's squawk.


The cannon ball sailed through the skies with the fury of abit too much black powder, tearing a trail through the sky as it blazed it's way toward's the enemy airship, flying just over the ship's cannons, causing a few pirates to duck lest their heads get plowed off by a cannon shot.


However for the Inverness a certain young woman groaned as she covered her ears, filled with an equal mix of exhilaration and pain. Would she do that again? Yes, would she wear ear protection next time? Even more so.


Rolls


1. 6 Two cannons


2. 5 Miss

 

[Jack Rakan]

Donar


 Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D.


12PMPort City Victoria


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After the Commander tried to get contact Turian again, he quickly had the men follow before there was the words Pirate attack over the Stone. " Curses. That man's Kindheartedness  will drag him into hopelessness one day... But we cannot make it today... Lieutenant Donar, gather all Norhad Sword Members immediately and make your way towards the Harbor near the Repair Docks. " 


When he gave that order Donar snapped to attention placing his arm across his chest. "Yes Commander." As he left, Donar turned to the others, ""Aright you heard Him! Get everyone and head to the Harbor to the repair docks! Fly!" Donar and the rest followed right after the Commander quickly, the word spread through the other members. 


Donar was slightly faster than one would initially think, but he stayed close enough with the others that it wasn't an issue. This is being professional. At least in His eyes.

 

[Oreo Cookie]

Speaking only a whisper too low for Eiss to hear, Albert had turned around and leapt off the ship. Eiss stood there baffled, his thoughts exactly the same as the woman's. He leaned against the railing of the airship, searching through the various figures below. It didn't take long to spot the individual wielding a massive sword, now already engaged in combat with a pirate. "That blasted fool..."


He pressed against the railing some more, his mind considering the idea of following the fool's lead and jumping onto the MKS too. He was hesitance, his heart racing. One miscalculation, one minor slip up and he would fall into the sea instead. He'd sink faster than an anchor if that happened. The mere thought caused him to back away from the railing altogether. On the off chance he did land on the MKS, he'd probably crash right through the deck itself. His frustration was growing, and he cursed himself for his own cowardice.


His attention soon shifted from the skirmish below and to the fast approaching airship in the distance. "Ay! Vice Commander! We might have company!" His words were soon overshadowed by another deafening explosion tore through the air. Eiss felt the vibrations of the explosion himself, and he could barely follow the blur of the cannonball as it streaked toward the enemy airship. It narrowly missed, and Eiss felt a hint of disappointment well inside him. He turned back toward the deck to see the woman gone. Well that explained it. If memory served correctly, there were two cannons below deck. Unwilling to allow himself to be useless, he decided to take a little trip below the deck himself. 


The sound of metallic footsteps announced Eiss' presence below the deck. He did a quick scan of the room. One cannon on the port and another on the starboard, just as he remembered. There was Alberta as well, who looked a little dazed in his eyes. He paid her no mind, placing his focus on the cannon opposite of hers. He readied the cannon quickly and efficiently, until he nearly dropped the cannonball on his foot that is. Cursing under his breath, he finished all preparations and lit the fuse. The explosion that followed was thunderous enough for Eiss to visibly flinch. The cannonball hurtled through the air, making its mark on the port side of the enemy airship. Another explosion sounded as debris from wood and what were once two cannons flew off in all directions. 


Eiss himself grimaced beneath his mask. His intended target had been the pirates themselves.


Dice Rolls


6 = 2 Port Side Cannons


4 = Hit


End Result


Enemy Airship down 2 cannons

 

[Orikanyo]

Alberta Becker


Aboard the Wings, below deck


Base Stats: HP: 5 / SE: 16 / CCA: 3 /


ATK: 1 / EVA: 2 / EHM: 1 / SEAL: 1 / PNM: 1 


"OI TIN HEAD COME 'ER!" the woman shouted to the man as he was coming down stairs. in truth, she couldn't really gauge her voice to well at the moment. But she had indeed found some ear protection, the sound muffling head thingies as Alberta loving named them were hanging not to far off from the cannon, go figure! "GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME LOAD THESE THINGS!" she yelled once more, pointing towards the note that was still hanging on the wall. She had just began stuffing powder down the cannon's, as she named it, "blowhole" before she was going to stuff the fluffy stuff in. Then would be the cannon ball, which is the main thing she wanted her tin bucket headed friend to do, of course he went off to another cannon instead but... well... She couldn't rightly hear that this time. 


"POWDER, FLUFF, THEN BALL! ALRIGHT? LIKE MAKING A REALLY LOUD CAKE!" she asked the man as he began to stuff the blowhole once more with the fluffy stuff. She figured it's kind of like a padding for the ball, something to make sure the blast goes right? Either way thats how the note said to do it, she may as well keep going. Though she still added the same amount of powder as before, was that a good enough? Mixed with the earlier explosion and now 


Perhaps it needed more? 


Maybe thats why she missed last time? 


But she already put the fluffy shit in... 


Ah shit she needed to get a new wink to! Couldn't they just get cannons that didn't need them? Maybe with the powder fluff ball cake already packaged into one thing? just drop it in, aim and boom! 


But... how would they do that? 


They'd need a case or something to hold it all together but then how do they make it go boom? 


A vexing train of thought. 


@Kai Kontra 

 

[Creek]

Timore was dismayed to see that, immediately after healing her, the scary woman was injured again, a large cut appearing on the side of her leg. She really needed to be more careful; he got he feeling that he wouldn't be able to do much more healing without running out of energy. Maybe he should save that Arte for now... The scary woman would probably be okay, right? She seemed resilient enough. He widened his eyes a little as she stabbed the pirate through the throat; the spray of blood splattered both of them. The scary woman's pleased humming was incredibly disconcerting, too, but Timore figured it still might be safer for him to stick close to someone, even if that someone did seem to be a ruthless killer. 


Following her as she went to find more pirates, Timore took the opportunity to observe the situation. Another airship had appeared; he would have been worried about it if not for the fact that it was firing on the pirates. A new warrior had ended up on the deck of the ship as well. Timore wasn't sure whether the man had come down from above or up from below deck, but he seemed to be on their side, as he had splattered a pirate. That was... quite gruesome. He tried to ignore the bloody corpse and glanced over to the man who had teased him and the bard, who were near the newcomer. The bard seemed uninjured, but the other man had received a cut on his arm. It didn't look serious yet, but Timore decided he'd keep his eye on them, just in case. He really didn't want anyone other than the pirates to die. 


@Kairikudo, @cokemonster, @Reinhardt, @Bacon is fluffy

 

[cokemonster]

Feusen 1st, 997 CYAD


Aboard the Ferry MKS Hood


 


Before Grifyn could even have a real battle with this new foe, the pirate immediately died to a stranger who came from above. It was quick, and displayed one's immense power. Of course, this guy was obviously helping them.


 


However, Grifyn wanted that spotlight. That glorious one-on-one with the pirate that had wounded him so far. 


 


"Hey. That was supposed to be my fight, man!", he yelled to the newcomer. "Why do you have to take my spotlight." He sighed, but it did not really matter whether he would be glorified by this event or not. The important thing here is they all survive, and the ship is still in one piece. Hopefully.


 


Grifyn would have annoyed this guy, if not for the sound of a shot being fired echoed through the midst of this chaotic place. The pirate he had knocked down earlier had tried to attack the bard who he tried to defend. And the bard tried to fight back, once more. Fortunately, both of their attacks failed.


 


Surely, attacking this pirate whilst his guard is down would be the best option, for he is equipped with a H.A.C. And with the distance between them, he certainly has an advantage. He could shoot both of them before one could reach him. That's when Grifyn's ever-adaptive mind came up with a very strange idea. One which most likely won't work, but if it does, it will be absurdly effective.


 


"Hey, young miss.", he said, turning to the bard. "You think you can lend me a hand with something?"


 


It didn't seem she'd heard him, but then she spoke in a voice with more depth than had been imagined. "I'll consider it."


 


"Check it-"


 


Grifyn laid down the gist. It was a simple plan, one which put him in the brunt of it for the miss' safety. It only took a few seconds, but it was enough for the H.A.C. wielder to stop staring at his weapon and remember he was supposed to be pillaging some booty. The pirate seemed to realize where his buddy had gone. "Shit!" He switched his aim between the newcomer clad in armor and the two.


 


With the planning done, executing the attack was all that was left. And it was all that mattered.


 


Grifyn, using the wet floor, slid through the battlefield, rushing towards the peg-legged pirate. He managed to get the pirate's weapon trained on him, but his mobility was rather unpredictable, rendering the pirate's aim to have extreme difficulties. He could not shoot him unless he slowed down or stood still. Eventually, Grifyn reached the pirate.


 


And without any hesitation, he lept into the air and raised his knee - aiming to knock the pirate out for good. 


 


However, the pirate was prepared for this. He saw Grifyn coming to him, after all. He planted his peg-leg to the floor, piercing it and firmly rooting him in place. He will not get knocked down again, that is what he thought. He, then, raised his arms, with the goal of blocking Grifyn's attack, since he cannot dodge it any longer.


 


Grifyn's knee struck the pirate's two forearms with extreme force, that the pirate's other leg was pushed a bit towards the back. There was no damage dealt between the two, for Grifyn's strike made the pirate go defensive and let go of his H.A.C.


 


Grifyn's flying knee attack has failed. It was blocked.


 


That, however, was part of the plan.


 


The pirate cursed as his weapon clattered to the deck. He pulled out a knife with uncanny speed, but didn't get even close to using it. Grifyn ducked, allowing the pirate an advantagous angle on him, but also allowing the bard to deal her end of the bargain. A projectile blade didn't soar above him. Instead, a foot was placed upon his shoulder as the bard in total flew at the pirate. She dove at him with knife primed. The pirate had shock cast across his face as he attempted to smack the blade away as done before, but it only allowed for the bard to drive it into the thin of his wrist all the way through to his neck. The foe fell backward by her thrown weight, his peg leg snapping in two as they plummeted to the deck.


 


The bard rose. A spray of blood came from the knife's release to speckle unto the black robes. With the heat of battle and cannon warfare, Grifyn made out the sorrow coming from her as she padded the garb. "I would have preferred not to have gotten these stained. But... it did work." She gave a nod.


 




Dice log:


Grifyn ATK #1 = 3


P3 DEF #1= 3


Cecil ATK #1 = 6


P3 DEF #2 = 2


End Result: 


P3 = 0 HP

 

[Helral]

Turian Kuhaku

Date: Feusen 1st 997 C.Y.A.D.
12 pm

Location: On the airship
Spirit energy reserves: 20
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Before Turian could react, Albert had already jumped down. All Turian could do was hope that he made it down safely, next came word from Eiss, "Ay! Vice Commander! We might have company!". Ow damn those pirates got air ships. Guess it is time to stop the airship and take a look myself. Both Eiss and Alberta had run down and not long after two blasts shook through the ship. 'Guess they've found the cannons that are build into the airship.' Before reaching the balustrade of the airship Turian activated his arte, moisture from the air gathered about him in a sphere. As he reached the balustrade he looked down at the approaching airship, he saw them approaching. Sadly for Turian he was also spotted by one of the pirates. That pirate took aim at Turian and shot him with his HAC. The pirate grinned seeing the shot hit Turian straight in the head and exploding.






Pirate atk roll: 4 (hit)








Turian on the other hand was looking at the airship while the pirate took aim. Turian noticed the HAC in the pirates hands too late, but lucky for him his defensive sphere still reacted to it in time. It exploded right in front of Turian's face, the force knocking him backwards without him getting hurt. Unknown to Turian it looked to the pirates as if he was shot in the head, as he returned to the balustrade he mentally prepared himself to create another defensive sphere. Arriving there he heard someone shouting in fear from aboard the pirate ship, as if something that shouldn't be possible just happened in front of his eyes. Because of all that was happening Turian totally forgot about reporting back to Antarah Genzah.


(SE spent: 6 (Defensive sphere))


(SE recovered: 1 (Energy sensing II))


(SE remaining: 15)


(Tags, because we got them: @Bacon is fluffy @Kai Kontra @Orikanyo @Shin Positron Laser )