[CLOSED] The Un-Boar Grazed Pasture

[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv1 Relsialle opened her eyes slowly, finally blinking in surprise...fully expecting to feel the impact of the rabidly charging armored Kobold…her dagger still held up in a solid, if not mediocre, guard. The girl looked rapidly from side to side for a single second, subconsciously counting all of her fingers and toes to verify their presence, before ultimately letting out a huge sigh of relief. The floor would shake as the combined weight for the pair impacted the stone ground, the ceiling allowing thin streams of dust of fall from the shock. The thief tilted her head to the side in confusion as the cloud of dust began to clear, the figure of Kyo popping out as he leaped back into position…”Show off!” She yelled, her chatter disguising a begrudging respect that she now had for the swordsman. Her eyes narrowed as she saw his heath fall into yellow, her intense gaze relaxing slightly as he affirmed his condition. The Irishwoman turned quickly, the auditory alert of the patrolman’s status beginning to quicken, “It’ll be hell to pay if you die on me!” The girl shouted angrily, leaping forward into a full run, aiming to catch the paralyzed reptile right as he regained movement. The wind caught her neon hair as she sprinted, waving behind her like a cloak as she ran past the mace-wielder, dagger catching it in the ribs as she streaked past like a bullet…A loud roar of pain escaped its snout as the wound formed, its mace raised high just as the blinking icon faded into memory. Skidding to a stop, “Not today!” The spirited thief yelled, reversing direction to dive back at the creature… finally burying the short blade in the creatures spine…finding herself awash in blue pixels as the silence of death settled over the chamber… (Kobold Patrolman L2 – 0HP) –DEAD! (Kobold Trooper L3 – 40HP) – 2H Sword

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[Kyo]

☒ ✐ -- ✉ Kyo Lv.2 Relsialle Lv.1

Availability: Private, This thread is only open to Kyo and Relsialle. Kyo smiled for a brief moment as he knew that Relsialle had understood his gesture. He watched her charge the Mace user so perhaps he should deal with the other.  Kyo lifted his sword off to his side as he began charging at the Kobold in armor. As he charged the Kobold also seemed to have taken a readied stance. Kyos blade seemed to absorb the darkness within the room, turning a deep purple and emitting a violet light in a rather bright flashy neon tone. He let out a noise as he charged, one could say somewhere between a growl and scream.  As he closed in, he leaped off the ground using his acrobatics, trying to even the height playing field. He swings swiftly at the torso of the enemy, but the Kobold reacted as well, shielding itself with its arm to absorb a brunt of the attack, and then swinging to swat Kyo away before he could get another hit in. The first hit still did damage those, these sword arts appear to not be something taken so lightly.  Kyo fell back before rolling back into composure, taken down to a knee with his sword in the ground a temporary crutch. He looked over to Relsialle and smiled, figuring words were not needed at this point. He seemed confident the fight was over with the break in his seriousness.  (Kobold Trooper L3 – 15HP) – 2H Sword

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv1 Relsialle stuck her tongue out the side of her mouth as she breathed heavy from the sprint, her head rhythmically nodding to a beat that only she could hear in the depths of her consciousness. She seemed to be fully immersed, her own internal soundtrack burned into her soul from the countless punk and metal venues she frequented…all if it coming alive in a single moment…Finally, in the blink of an eye, she was no longer Anna Cormorant, but she truly was Relsialle…the pink-haired demon… While Relsialle operated in the silence of the dark, Kyo proved to be the opposite, his scream/growl filling the chamber as the light of his sword art flashed in front of her eyes…his blade digging deep despite the monster’s attempt to hold him off. The thief smirked as she recovered, dusting herself off before finally running a hand through her hair with a swish…”And here I took you as a blade sponge!” The girl yelled, still not content to leave him to his target in peace…or lack of peace in this case. She breathed in sharply as she saw Kyo drop to his blade, his health gauge retreating further to the left, deep into the yellow. The punk-rocker dropped her weight, the invisible cloak of her stealth coming over her one final time…The monster’s armor complicated things for the small blade, and she had just the right strategy to counter that small hindrance… The Kobold cried in pain once more at his injury, the massive blade readying the attack for one last assault on the pair. It charged her partner, running at full force, the floor shaking with each heavy step…As the massive trooper sprinted the sound of metal shaking was audible as its girth shifted with every footfall, the massive blade bobbing up and down as it pushed forward. The reptile’s howl would make Relsialle’s blood run cold as she set her trap, the trooper raising the blade high…only to bring it down right above Kyo’s head…stopping mere inches away from impact on his chosen target…finally exploding into a massive shower of digital information falling over the pair at its HP ultimately hit 0. As Kyo’s eyes looked down from the disintegrating blade the swordsman would see the Irishwoman stooping low in her fighter’s stance…thrusting the thin blade right under the kobold’s armor, her lithe form only about a yard in front of him…her avatar reappearing mere micro-seconds before the final impact to deliver her finishing blow... “Told ya not to die…” The girl said, her thick accent making her voice seem deeper as it carried a serious accusatory tone… The thief pulled her weapon free of the rapidly disappearing creature, her satisfied smile hopefully causing some measure of forgiveness in her partner for both his injuries and more importantly…using him as bait just moments before… (Kobold Trooper L3 – 0HP) – DEAD! (Small Chest L1 ) - Locked!

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[Kyo]

☒ ✐ -- ✉ Kyo Lv.2 Relsialle Lv.1

Availability: Private, This thread is only open to Kyo and Relsialle. Kyo stayed down on a knee, as if catching his breath for the moment being. He looked up with a confused expression. "Die? I had no intentions of dying, I just figured you'd be more than capable of finishing that" he said before changing expression to a smile.  He let out a little chuckle raising an eyebrow at his pink haired accomplice. "I thought you wouldn't need any help?" he asked re-accounting the little knife waving in the air as the Kobold charged only a minute before.  He was happy the succeeded. A bit of weight lifted from his chest, reassuring himself that this game was still win-able. That not all hope is lost just despite a bad experience thus far. Still, his conscious was not remedied so easily, just held back by some enjoyment for once. Kyo looked again to his companion, going back to a more serious face before offering up a more than likely unexpected response. "Thank you"

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv1 Relsialle sighed, shaking her head slowly, finally letting a smile appear on her stern features. “Fuck you…” The rocker answered calmly…for once finding herself at a loss for words, offering a quick grin as she fired back…a stray bead of sweat rolling down her brow as the singular sign that she wasn’t the superhero that she appeared to be at times like these. The short two words were said in an almost friendly fashion, a term of endearment that only meant high respect despite its mainstream meaning…seeded in her alternative culture and twisted sense of humor… The Irishwoman stretched her shoulders back in silence, finally letting off a sharp pop from her joints as she breathed out deeply to catch her breath. The thief laughed at the memory of her expression just moments before, the girl still just getting used to the tactics of switching…especially given that defense was not quite her forte…”Hey…Besides…I can’t let you be the hero all the time…figured I’d give it a shot too…might be fun!” Relsialle lectured, holding out her hand to lift up the swordsman to his feet, a warm smile escaping her as he expressed his gratitude, quickly fading away by virtue of her personality…“Yeah? But don’t go spreading it around though…I’ve got a reputation to uphold!” She exclaimed suddenly, waving her finger at him. The pink-haired rocker sniffed the air right as she turned her head, three blinks firing off in quick succession…”And here we have a beautiful thing…” She said with awe, accent doubling over…her crystal blue eyes shooting to the locked wooden box sitting beside the ruined camp…her hand reflexively moving to pull a thin pin from her humidity dampened hair. After a few moments picking at the lock, her ear resting softly on the wood of the lid…the GUI guiding her, a loud thump was heard as the tumbler fell out of place, a white loot screen appearing to the party as it opened with a sharp creak… (Small Chest L1 ) – OPEN!

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[Kyo]

"Heroes dont need rewards" ☒ ✐ -- ✉ Kyo Lv.2 Relsialle Lv.1

Availability: Private, This thread is only open to Kyo and Relsialle. Kyo accepted the offer to help him up as he grabbed his sword from the ground and re-sheathed it. He noticed Relsialle focused on the chest-  "No use" he said, "They're always lo-" his sentence was cut off early as the click of the lock mechanism gave way to Relsialles prowess at plundering. "Impressive" was all that could leave his mouth, as he watch in awe as she clicked the item reward screen.  "You can keep it" he said to her with a smile before delivering his overly anticipated punch line. "Heroes don't need rewards!" he said as he chuckled a bit still going with her own claims towards his unorthodox combat style.

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[Relsialle]

" Sometimes things are more fun with your life on the line…" ☒ @tagged ✐ 000 ✉ notes Relsialle Lv2 The thief raised her eyebrows up and down humorously as the swordsman stood with his jaw open, “Told you I’d get paid…” Relsialle teased with a wink, her thin finger flicking upwards to sort her inventory screen mentally counting what had to be sold and kept for the time being. The girl blinked in confusion, rolling her eyes at the cheesy line…finally holding her hand palm out to stop him right there…”Just keep yourself alive you damn fool…and you’re getting a share, just put it toward your future medical bills hero…” [CLOSED]

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