Post by Aya on Jul 2, 2022 12:05:46 GMT -5
Aya once again found herself in this part of the Clover Kingdom, Silvert Lake was undoubtedly the most serene and beautiful area in this Forsaken Region, at least to her it was. The groves of cherry blossom trees, and the crystal clear lakes, all things were a sight to see. So much so that even nobles would come down from their high horse, stepping foot amongst the peasants they so often liked to look down upon with disdain and disgust. Aya walked through the grove of trees, her hood up, face and horns hidden. Her pink her being the only indicator of the young girl that lay beneath.
Her eyes scanned the area, taking in the overflowing scent of the flora around her, before moving away from the crystal clear lakes and making her way down a nearby ally street. This ally provided a much-needed shade from the scorching sun above, it was for this reason that Aya put a little more pep in her step as she made her way through the ally, moving at a brisk walking pace. She glanced around, always cautious to check her surroundings for those that might be following her. Though she was aware that this ally way had more than its fair share of gaps in between the buildings where one could hide if they were tailing someone. Aya expanded her sensory senses just to be sure, they weren't the best but they were useful for what meager benefits they added.
She made her way out of the alley and into a nearby thicket of trees. The rosé color petals fluttered from the trees with the occasional gust of wind, and it took all the willpower she could muster to keep moving forward. At that moment the petals dancing on the wind, accompanied by the gentle caress of the wind chill in the hot heat was like a prayer being answered.
She instead took a deep breath and trudged onward deeper into the thicket of trees, until she came to an opening where the trees seemed to circle around leaving the middle of the groove empty. The threes above grew thicker and denser, and the branches here created a canopy that shielded one away from the sun. It was almost unnatural and stark in contrast to the surrounding area, where there was no light entered, Aya's sensory prowess was the only guide she had to navigate the deep shade.
In front of her stood a familiar sight outlined by the mana leaking from her sensory senses she had specifically honed in to look for this specific area. The familiar touch of the area's sensory magic was at play, the illusion that was cast around the trees to keep many of the magic signatures hidden. Though nothing more than a slight tingle, this area had been one she visited before through a contact of hers, yet just another hiding area for criminals, thugs, and thieves. Though on occasion she used it as a meeting place to talk to other Eclipse Raven members, to check the market, and to get rest and a spot to eat.
She came upon a tree, it had no handle, no door, just a simple carving in it, as she created a simple glowing pink mirror that reflected the light of her mana itself, creating a spotlight of sorts so she could better see, she took in the awe of the twisted branches above, they looked almost sinister in nature. She moved forward to the tree north of her, and in the tree trunk, she found a familiar spot that she was well acquainted with. Scanning the tree with her eyes until they came to rest on the middle of it just a foot above where she stood there was a carving.
The carving was that of a simple circle, a place where a single coin of the lowest form of currency could fit. Aya rummaged inside her black cloak, moving her hand past her throwing knives, before pulling out a copper coin of yul and placing it into the circle. Dark red light ran from the coin before spelling out a rune for the word "door" in ancient elvish.
Aya waited a few moments then simply walked forward, and the wood shimmered slightly around her body as she sunk into the, or rather through the tree trunk. The copper coin faded as her body fully passed through, as did the rune and red light, and with she had passed through into a hidden area of a black market, or rather a popular fencing ground for those that wanted to sell their stolen wares and sometimes even people.
Here all manner of goods were sold, and it was out of view from the general public, though in addition it also provided one with the occasional pub and inn, at least the shadiest one could find of them. Aya made her way to the nearest pub, its wooden sign simply read "The Root", it was in a cursive font, and the letter was pink in color. The tiling was pink, and the pub and every other place were only able to see thanks to the red lanterns that littered the area. If one was to look above they would see that the roofing of the place seemed to be made out of thousands of tangled branches and vines, and the occasional cherry blossom rained down from the ceiling.
Aya walked inside the pub, choosing to sit down at the bar before ordering a simple mug of mead. She sighed before looking around, wondering just where the hell they kept their mission flyers, hopefully, she could find some more work soon. She had made quite a bit of coin recently thanks to the jobs given to her by Eclipse Raven, but it wasn't enough for what she desired, not nearly enough at all. In fact, it barely scratched the surface. She gripped her fist in frustration at the thought for but a mere moment. Forcing herself to push away her negative thoughts, Aya took a deep breath and released her clenched fist.
She adjusted her hood only letting her pink hair fall out and her eyes are seen. Though her cloak offered some form of anonymity from those around her the flashes of her pink eyes and small soft lips, her smooth skin that could be seen from her hands as she passed a couple of yul to the barkeep. Greedy eyes fell upon her, curious as to what such a gentle-looking young woman was doing in a place filled with the scum of the earth.
"Barkeep, where do you keep your mission flyers?" Aya said in a soft tone as she glanced around once more, but found nothing on the walls, perhaps they kept them behind the bar to keep people from fighting over them. Aya had seen that quite a few times in the pubs located within the underbelly of the clover kingdom.
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Tag: insajj
Her eyes scanned the area, taking in the overflowing scent of the flora around her, before moving away from the crystal clear lakes and making her way down a nearby ally street. This ally provided a much-needed shade from the scorching sun above, it was for this reason that Aya put a little more pep in her step as she made her way through the ally, moving at a brisk walking pace. She glanced around, always cautious to check her surroundings for those that might be following her. Though she was aware that this ally way had more than its fair share of gaps in between the buildings where one could hide if they were tailing someone. Aya expanded her sensory senses just to be sure, they weren't the best but they were useful for what meager benefits they added.
She made her way out of the alley and into a nearby thicket of trees. The rosé color petals fluttered from the trees with the occasional gust of wind, and it took all the willpower she could muster to keep moving forward. At that moment the petals dancing on the wind, accompanied by the gentle caress of the wind chill in the hot heat was like a prayer being answered.
She instead took a deep breath and trudged onward deeper into the thicket of trees, until she came to an opening where the trees seemed to circle around leaving the middle of the groove empty. The threes above grew thicker and denser, and the branches here created a canopy that shielded one away from the sun. It was almost unnatural and stark in contrast to the surrounding area, where there was no light entered, Aya's sensory prowess was the only guide she had to navigate the deep shade.
In front of her stood a familiar sight outlined by the mana leaking from her sensory senses she had specifically honed in to look for this specific area. The familiar touch of the area's sensory magic was at play, the illusion that was cast around the trees to keep many of the magic signatures hidden. Though nothing more than a slight tingle, this area had been one she visited before through a contact of hers, yet just another hiding area for criminals, thugs, and thieves. Though on occasion she used it as a meeting place to talk to other Eclipse Raven members, to check the market, and to get rest and a spot to eat.
She came upon a tree, it had no handle, no door, just a simple carving in it, as she created a simple glowing pink mirror that reflected the light of her mana itself, creating a spotlight of sorts so she could better see, she took in the awe of the twisted branches above, they looked almost sinister in nature. She moved forward to the tree north of her, and in the tree trunk, she found a familiar spot that she was well acquainted with. Scanning the tree with her eyes until they came to rest on the middle of it just a foot above where she stood there was a carving.
The carving was that of a simple circle, a place where a single coin of the lowest form of currency could fit. Aya rummaged inside her black cloak, moving her hand past her throwing knives, before pulling out a copper coin of yul and placing it into the circle. Dark red light ran from the coin before spelling out a rune for the word "door" in ancient elvish.
Aya waited a few moments then simply walked forward, and the wood shimmered slightly around her body as she sunk into the, or rather through the tree trunk. The copper coin faded as her body fully passed through, as did the rune and red light, and with she had passed through into a hidden area of a black market, or rather a popular fencing ground for those that wanted to sell their stolen wares and sometimes even people.
Here all manner of goods were sold, and it was out of view from the general public, though in addition it also provided one with the occasional pub and inn, at least the shadiest one could find of them. Aya made her way to the nearest pub, its wooden sign simply read "The Root", it was in a cursive font, and the letter was pink in color. The tiling was pink, and the pub and every other place were only able to see thanks to the red lanterns that littered the area. If one was to look above they would see that the roofing of the place seemed to be made out of thousands of tangled branches and vines, and the occasional cherry blossom rained down from the ceiling.
Aya walked inside the pub, choosing to sit down at the bar before ordering a simple mug of mead. She sighed before looking around, wondering just where the hell they kept their mission flyers, hopefully, she could find some more work soon. She had made quite a bit of coin recently thanks to the jobs given to her by Eclipse Raven, but it wasn't enough for what she desired, not nearly enough at all. In fact, it barely scratched the surface. She gripped her fist in frustration at the thought for but a mere moment. Forcing herself to push away her negative thoughts, Aya took a deep breath and released her clenched fist.
She adjusted her hood only letting her pink hair fall out and her eyes are seen. Though her cloak offered some form of anonymity from those around her the flashes of her pink eyes and small soft lips, her smooth skin that could be seen from her hands as she passed a couple of yul to the barkeep. Greedy eyes fell upon her, curious as to what such a gentle-looking young woman was doing in a place filled with the scum of the earth.
"Barkeep, where do you keep your mission flyers?" Aya said in a soft tone as she glanced around once more, but found nothing on the walls, perhaps they kept them behind the bar to keep people from fighting over them. Aya had seen that quite a few times in the pubs located within the underbelly of the clover kingdom.
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Tag: insajj
POW: 006
DUR: 070
SEN: 010
STA: 060
CON: 040
SPEED: 10 m/s
STRENGHT: 1/2 Junior
HEALTH: Senior
MANA SKIN: Senior
MANA POOL: 115
MANA REGEN: 35 IC / 30 OOC
Spells:
N/A
Items:
Tsuki No Hana:
Rank & Element: Intermediate ¦ Glass
Class & Type: Imbued | Weapon (Throwing Knives)
Magic Specializations: Attack Creation
Appearance & Lore:
Made by unknown blacksmiths only for the good to be stolen and fenced through the dark underbelly of the Clover Kingdom. Tsuki no Hana, looks like a layered leather sheathed at first glance. The sheath of which have straps around it allowing it to rest comfortably around the user's forearm, devoid of any blade. That is until the user places their hand above it and makes a gripping and pulling motion from then on a dark pink aura that resembles a blade grip can be seen allowing a throwing knife that wasn't once there to appear.
The throwing knives have a dark pink grip that almost looks wooden in appearance, the handle of which becomes more bulbous at the end in order to allow the user to easier hold it. It has a red box-shaped crossguard for steady balancing and weight, whereas its ricasso a 4-centimeters smaller than the rest of the blade to allow for the weight to be easily controlled and manipulated.
Its blades are pink and almost look like reflective glass or polished steel. It is flat 5 1/2 inches in length with a total of 1 inch in width, the edges of the blade curve inward toward the middle before expanding back out toward the flat sharpened end of the blade that, unlike traditional blades is box-shaped. The dark pink blade is clearly made more for efficient balance, cutting, and being hard to remove from the most surface area as possible, as opposed to simply piercing vitals.
However, when drawn these knives would have no magical backing and be classed as physical damage. A total of 10 throwing knives per thread can be drawn from the sheath.
Abilities:
Broken Mirror
True Reflection
DUR: 070
SEN: 010
STA: 060
CON: 040
SPEED: 10 m/s
STRENGHT: 1/2 Junior
HEALTH: Senior
MANA SKIN: Senior
MANA POOL: 115
MANA REGEN: 35 IC / 30 OOC
Spells:
N/A
Items:
Tsuki No Hana:
Tsuki no hana
Rank & Element: Intermediate ¦ Glass
Class & Type: Imbued | Weapon (Throwing Knives)
Magic Specializations: Attack Creation
Appearance & Lore:
Made by unknown blacksmiths only for the good to be stolen and fenced through the dark underbelly of the Clover Kingdom. Tsuki no Hana, looks like a layered leather sheathed at first glance. The sheath of which have straps around it allowing it to rest comfortably around the user's forearm, devoid of any blade. That is until the user places their hand above it and makes a gripping and pulling motion from then on a dark pink aura that resembles a blade grip can be seen allowing a throwing knife that wasn't once there to appear.
The throwing knives have a dark pink grip that almost looks wooden in appearance, the handle of which becomes more bulbous at the end in order to allow the user to easier hold it. It has a red box-shaped crossguard for steady balancing and weight, whereas its ricasso a 4-centimeters smaller than the rest of the blade to allow for the weight to be easily controlled and manipulated.
Its blades are pink and almost look like reflective glass or polished steel. It is flat 5 1/2 inches in length with a total of 1 inch in width, the edges of the blade curve inward toward the middle before expanding back out toward the flat sharpened end of the blade that, unlike traditional blades is box-shaped. The dark pink blade is clearly made more for efficient balance, cutting, and being hard to remove from the most surface area as possible, as opposed to simply piercing vitals.
However, when drawn these knives would have no magical backing and be classed as physical damage. A total of 10 throwing knives per thread can be drawn from the sheath.
Abilities:
Broken Mirror
Type & Uses: Flow ¦ 4 uses ¦ 3 cooldown
Rank & Specialization: Intermediate ¦ Attack
Mana Cost: 15 ¦ 8
Range & Speed: 40m ¦ 20 m/s
Stats Affected: +4 Power, Knockback, Blind
Description: By gripping one of the blades in their hand the user simply needs to utter the word "shatter" while supplying mana. In doing so the reflective-looking blade is coated in the mana's aura, becoming solid as it does. Then starts to crack along its surface with glowing pink mana bellowing out from it as if someone had taken a heavy object into a fragile mirror that was basking in the moonlight. A jagged shard of mana then falls off the blade, levitating in the air around the user. It has an eerie sharpness to it and grows in size up to 6 meters in size while retaining a flat surface. The shard looks more akin to that of a large piece of a broken glass mirror and gleams from the light of the pink mana it reflects. Attached to the blade by small mana tethers this glass shard can be swung outward toward enemies, attempting to cause Intermediate rank damage of noticeable, painful cuts, and bruises. Following the ammo rules, the user can create a number of additional glass shards based on their control stat to launch at a target. As well as knocking the target back 4 meters from the force of impact, as well as blinding them from the reflective light, as per the blinding rule.
Rank & Specialization: Intermediate ¦ Attack
Mana Cost: 15 ¦ 8
Range & Speed: 40m ¦ 20 m/s
Stats Affected: +4 Power, Knockback, Blind
Description: By gripping one of the blades in their hand the user simply needs to utter the word "shatter" while supplying mana. In doing so the reflective-looking blade is coated in the mana's aura, becoming solid as it does. Then starts to crack along its surface with glowing pink mana bellowing out from it as if someone had taken a heavy object into a fragile mirror that was basking in the moonlight. A jagged shard of mana then falls off the blade, levitating in the air around the user. It has an eerie sharpness to it and grows in size up to 6 meters in size while retaining a flat surface. The shard looks more akin to that of a large piece of a broken glass mirror and gleams from the light of the pink mana it reflects. Attached to the blade by small mana tethers this glass shard can be swung outward toward enemies, attempting to cause Intermediate rank damage of noticeable, painful cuts, and bruises. Following the ammo rules, the user can create a number of additional glass shards based on their control stat to launch at a target. As well as knocking the target back 4 meters from the force of impact, as well as blinding them from the reflective light, as per the blinding rule.
True Reflection
Type & Uses: Flow ¦ 4 uses ¦ 3 cooldown
Rank & Specialization: Intermediate ¦ Attack
Mana Cost: 15 ¦ 8
Range & Speed: 40m ¦ 20 m/s
Stats Affected: +4 Power, Knockback, Blind
Description: To activate this ability the user speaks the word "reveal" in doing so pink glassy reflective mana coats a throwing knifes blade that is being held. The spell does nothing truly flashy, except for giving the blade a coating of mana that allows it to deal magical backed damage. This allows for the blade of mana to be capable of causing Intermediate rank damage of noticeable, painful cuts, and bruises. The glassy mana reflects the light of its own mana, and when striking any enemy flares up to cause blinding from the reflective light, as per the blinding rule. The force of the knife's mana is enough to allow for knockback of up to 4 meters on the target it strikes.
Rank & Specialization: Intermediate ¦ Attack
Mana Cost: 15 ¦ 8
Range & Speed: 40m ¦ 20 m/s
Stats Affected: +4 Power, Knockback, Blind
Description: To activate this ability the user speaks the word "reveal" in doing so pink glassy reflective mana coats a throwing knifes blade that is being held. The spell does nothing truly flashy, except for giving the blade a coating of mana that allows it to deal magical backed damage. This allows for the blade of mana to be capable of causing Intermediate rank damage of noticeable, painful cuts, and bruises. The glassy mana reflects the light of its own mana, and when striking any enemy flares up to cause blinding from the reflective light, as per the blinding rule. The force of the knife's mana is enough to allow for knockback of up to 4 meters on the target it strikes.
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