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Post by Nicodemus Silva❃ on Oct 1, 2022 9:03:35 GMT -5
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[attr="class","header"]Grand Masquerade Ball
[break] Fall had many reasons to be special within the kingdom, for differing reasons. For farmers, crops were harvested and thanks were given for the bounty of the land. Children dressed in costumes and went to parties and even trick or treated. Businesses got more revenue for what they sold if it was harvest or Halloween-themed. Nobles threw extravagant galas trying to best each other, but what of the magic knights? Their duties to the kingdom make things a little more difficult for them as they could be called on at any time. [break] [break] It was because of this that the Silver Eagles decided to host something themselves, after all, the Golden Dawn held a ball during Yule at their headquarters; however, they wanted to go bigger and better so as to not be outdone and so petitioned for use of the royal banquet hall to host a grand ball. Prince Cedric Clover himself granted the request with one caveat knowing the Silver Eagle's tendencies and that was that all law-abiding citizens were allowed access. It was due to this it became a Masquerade ball with no one knowing who was who. [break][break] Dress up in your best costume and/or mask and enjoy an evening of guess who with music, the finest food and drink money can buy until the break of dawn and the illusion fades.
Post by Amaya Ravencrest✾ on Oct 1, 2022 15:33:50 GMT -5
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❝This world can beat me down a hundred times. But into the light, I'll always rise. ❞
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total words: 783
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Amaya was not exactly enjoying the tasks of the evening. She did enjoy the beautiful day being able to hang out with her boyfriend Taiyo Vermillion and was a bit sad he couldn't come along to enjoy the ball with her. Amaya has always enjoyed dancing and balls, the dresses, the music, the ability to relax in the arms of the one she loved. oh it was the most romantic place. However, she understood Taiyo wasn't feeling well enough to go to the ball. Plus she knew she could get a dance with him at any point without resistance from him. [break][break] As of current Amaya was holding still allowing her selected dress to be tailored and adjusted to fit her perfectly while having her hair pulled and styled in every which way, while achieving to have her makeup down . She hated the multi- tasking the servants were having to do, but then again they had to ensure she looked at she should being a royal tending a high class noble event and being a Royal. She had expectations on how she was to dress and act. She sadly had arrived later then expected and now had to deal with the poking and prodding of all of the servants doing their own magic in preparing the young royal for the masquerade ball. [break][break] She looked at the full length mirror "God there is so much white..."She muttered to herself accepting the dress as it fit her perfectly from style to material to the jewels resting around her neck. Her hair was pulled up and styled into a high ponytail, braids flowing into the restrictive ponytails grasp. light blue roses laced themselves within the various braids. two of the braids wrapped around the base of the ponytail held by a line of roses. as some ribbons laced through the ponytail allowing her hair to cascade down in waves behind her as her natural twisting hair fit perfectly to not needing too much more styling. She adjusted the mask around her eyes a bit better "How do people stand such things?" she asked herself always hating masks as sometimes they didn't fit or didn't look right on her face. too much of a pain. She ran her hands along her collar while allowing the finishing touches on her face and lips. [break][break] She wasn't one for jewelry as such things she always saved for occasions such as these. She felt the jewel with fond memories knowing exactly where it was from. it was one she remembered her mother often wearing to events such as these. "that is a nice choice Hania.." She whispered to herself looking at the rest of her dress in its entirety. She felt the form fitted half of her dress, loving the usual material and style minus the lace but she understood why it was there and the fitting of the dress, She sighed once she slipped on her shoes adjust the dress "alright."She whispered to herself wishing taiyo was going to be there. She shaked her thoughts out of her head as she walked out the door heading down the hall stopping infront of the portrait of her deceased parents and herself "Alright mom and dad, I hope your watching over me."She spoke "I'm heading out to enjoy this night"She spoke with a smile heading out of the estate nodding in acknowledgement to each complaniment thankging them as she moved along. the night was young and so was she. She held up the train the followed as she climbed into the carriage that awaited her, allowing it to move as she watched the night sky in sad thought of enjoying it alone. [break][break] Once at the ball, she took her time moving into it, calming her own nerves of who she was going to see or meet there as she was sure it was going to be fine even when dealing with crowds and completely masked strangers. She shaked her head remembering her most recent exploration with a infamous rogue. She had hoped she wasn't going to be running into anything like that here. She was sure everything would be fine as no criminal was stupid enough to join such a visionary scene of this ball. She took her time, glad they werent announcing everyone's arrival as she would hate the acknowledgement since this was a masqurade ball, anyone and everyone had something to hide behind masks. She nodded and courteside to complinants and nodds as she moved through the crowds, finding an unoccupied table to stand up, looking around to see if there was anyone she could recogize
Post by Sol Delothosin✾ on Oct 3, 2022 4:07:52 GMT -5
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Measure twice[break] cut once
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POW
65
DUR
40
SEN
14
STA
46
CON
60
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MANA SKIN
grand
HEALTH
senior
MANA REGEN
15 ic // [break] 30ooc
MANA POOL
140/140
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WORDS 343
TOTAL WORDS 343
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[attr="class","julienglass2scroll"] A carrage stopped outside of where the Masquerade ball was being held, It had taken Sol a bit to get ready for the ball as he would be dressing in traditional attire from his adoptive family the albino was currently garbed in a traditional dark hakama and white under kimono with a dark haori over it. The outfit was finished with traditional zori sandles with tabi socks and on the mans face was a mask reminiscent of a fox with red markings on it covering the top half of his face, it added an air of mystery to him just like the others,as he had a folding fan in his right hand and a dull expression hidden by the mask the albino glanced around with a sigh before fanning himself a bit.”why did I bother to do this again I know as a noble I need to make good ties with others but these events are always so stuffy” he muttered to himself under the cover of his fan before he would fold it again and start to walk forward [break][break] glancing up ahead he saw a familier young woman in a gorgeous white dress and she seemed to be waiting for someone and while she was masked the same as him Sol had a good idea of who was behind said mask which made him smile a bit and he approached his movement and mannerisms regal and polite as he would speak once he got within hearing distance.”it seems im not the only one that will be rubbing elbows with other nobles tonight you lovely by the way” he said offering his mentee a compliment since he had only seen her in more normal attire not dressed up the two currently were, the Blood mage had to admit that whoever landed the woman as a wife would be an extremally lucky man and he would be sure to wish them all the luck in the world but for now the future was still unknown for all due to the next comign daemon attack. [break][break]
[break][break] Rank & Element: Junior ¦ Shadow[break] Class & Type: Relic ¦ Weapon (Sword)[break] Magic Specializations: Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Appearance & Lore:[break] [break][break] An ornate katana with a twenty-four-inch (60 cm) blade. the sheath is made of what seems to be made of marble which has been carefully carved into and engraved with what looks like ruby, the base of the sheath has a gold kojiri. Just above the midway point, there seems to be a piece of onyx that has been set around the sheath, the top and bottom of the onyx seems to have the same white marble though it has been fashioned to look almost like fur or feathers. Connected to the onyx there seems to be additional ruby fastenings with ruby chains connecting one part to the next, near the top there is a ruby set in gold that leads off to three carmine red tassels. The handguard seems to be made out of gold leading into the hilt a hilt that is just under half the size of the blade that covered in lackered red marble before being surrounded in black ribbon with gold helm and small ruby beads at each crossing pattern of the ribbon. [break][break] The corrupting shadow was made using an unknown method outside of a certain noble family within Clover. This family has been shunned by many other noble houses because of their appearances and they macabre magic that they are born with so choose to remain in the forsaken region instead of the noble. Not a lot is known about this secretive family, it's hierarchy or its family mechanics and they aim to keep it that way, it allows them to continue doing what they are without too many questions being asked. One thing people will notice of this family is that when they pass their trial of adulthood they start wielding a weapon of some sort and how the dynamics of the family will change to that person. [break][break] Abilities: [break][break]
Type & Uses: Trigger ¦ 4 uses[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 per trigger ¦ 15 recharge[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 Power (self)[break] Description:[break] The blade itself gets covered in what can only be described as flames made of shadow, swiping the blade towards the enemy releases a two meter wide shadow arc, the arc would only be around one centimeter tall until it neared something were it would become three meters tall and almost forming a disk making it harder to dodge. When deaing damage the attack deals Junior rank damage. With the use of ammo rules additional shadow arcs can be created per trigger in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unity Spiral[break]
Type & Uses:Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 control (self)[break] Description:[break] Pointing the blade straight forward quickly is the way that this ability activates. The moment that it is a dual spiral around one meter long by half a meter wide flies free towards its intended target. The spirals deal junior rank damage when they hit a target. With the use of ammo rules, additional spirals can be made per round in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unholy Eclipse[break]
Type & Uses: Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 10m aoe ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: n/a[break] Description:[break] Moving their hand up the blade turning it from it's silver and red colour to being pure darkened shadow, flicking the blade makes the shadow leave the blade and start to creep to the max range it can go to dealing junior rank damage to everyone within the range of the spell, with the use of ammo rules the wielder can avoid allies if they so wish.
Post by Amaya Ravencrest✾ on Oct 3, 2022 4:54:07 GMT -5
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❝This world can beat me down a hundred times.
But into the light, I'll always rise. ❞
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Amaya scanned the room in deep thought. Such events were her but weren't her. She was raised for these events. She knew the rules and ways of these balls. She knew all the dances were just as natural as breathing. The dresses were always this and that and the gossip was something she could do less of. She snapped her thoughts back to reality hearing a familiar pair of footsteps along with a accompanied voice as the white haired vixen allowed a smile to rest on her painted lips “I am just as surprised to see you here as well.”She spoke tilting her head slightly as she turned fully to him “ You look really handsome tonight as well.”She spoke with a nodded. She had to admit it was true, her mentor did look dashing, if she didn't have eyes for another, who knows what thoughts would have popped in her head. She motioned to the empty seat next to her “Would you like to accompany me tonight? I came alone as it seems Taiyo hasn’t felt well at all today so he does send his regards.”She spoke, returning her hands to her lap. [break][break] “Plus, these events are what I was raised for. This environment of vultures is one I am accustomed to. The gossip is fun, the dancing is fun, maybe someone not holding their liquor well enough tends to happen. Plus, it is hosted by the Silver Eagles and the Silva. Anyone would be a fool not to want to be here if not to enjoy the environment and the usual entertainment of jealousy that hides amongst the nobility in one fashion or another” She spoke. It was true, She seen it too many times at balls, it was always a fun sight then hearing the gossip the coming weeks amongst the women of the events.She wasn’t one for such things but it was hard to avoid.
As a Silva, Luce couldn’t very well miss his own squad’s ball, least of all with many of his relatives attending the night’s festivities. He was far from important in the squad, all things considered, but appearances were important. Attending was still something he needed to do for the sake of his own reputation, and socializing couldn’t hurt as long as he wasn’t stuck with vapid idiots the entire time.
The young man had donned a stunning suit in blue and white, accented in gold with a matching half mask to cover his upper face. The familiar colors were nothing new to him, and he’d spent a decent chunk of money to ensure it was perfectly tailored to his specifications. Not even a hair would be out of place tonight. Hours of preparation were spent ensuring his looks were perfect, fussing over the way the suit fit, his hairstyle, and even his usual heeled ankle boots. We’re they polished to a proper shine? Was his hair laying the way he wanted it to? Everything needed to be perfect.
Only once he was completely satisfied did the young man make his way to the ball, his entrance rather anticlimactic considering the effort put into his actual looks. The young Silva didn’t particularly need to make a huge entrance, so long as people knew what squad he belonged to tonight. That was the truly important part in all of this, really. As if the Silver Eagles would host anything less than a fantastic party.
STATS
POW: 024 DUR: 024 SEN: 018 STA: 010 CON: 013
SPEED: 5m/s HEALTH: senior MANA SKIN: senior MANA POOL: 80 / 80 MANA REGEN: 05 IC / 10 OOC
Being that the event was being chaperoned by The Silver Eagle Magic Knight Squad, Nix was in attendance. Wearing a witch’s hat adorned by candles, a black dress of a snazzy fashion, and a mischievous smile she walked around seeing who she could see. There were a few nobles of remarkable stature, their countenance was by the far the snazziest thing she had seen thus far. Nix was happy to be present, knowing full well that establishing a rapport with the upper echelons of Clover society was just as important as rubbing elbows metaphorically with commoners. The catering team had diligently prepared lavish delicacies; the Silver Eagles truely spared no expense in funding such an extravagant gourmet experience. Appetising as the morsels were, Nix only crammed a justifiable amount of eggs into her pockets to snack on when conversations were lax. Nix wore her Silver Eagle mantle and smelt vaguely of wax and strawberries, which she disguised with singed fabric and burnt hair. She had just attained intermediate fifth class rank, prestige and renown did not follow; as she thought it may have, but this did not deter her from doing excellent work. Imagining no social construct to be easy with people that weren’t entirely satisfied with anything less than impressive, she glumly sat in a seat contemplating each individual person’s flammability. Their boiling point was something that few people tested; if ever, and Nix knew better than to upset anyone at these events. So she kept remarkably snazzy comments to herself, muddling over how best to offer salutations. Some of the patrons had yet to arrive, but those in attendance were jovial and seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Nova Silva, young main noble of House Silva and an intermediate magic knight of the glorious Silver Eagle squad, was becoming more and more ambitious as the days went by. He wanted to take the seat of captain from his cousin, Nicodemus Silva. Thing was, he was nowhere ready. At this age, he should be ready but due to his mom being ill for 4 years and eventually passing, he had lost out on years of training. He was now back on the path and growing at his own rate. He also needed enough merit with the squad to qualify for the seat of captain. Showing up to any events hosted by the squad was one sure way to show his investment to the squad. While Missions and Dungeons got him stars and a bit of merit, just attending these types of events were also necessary.
With his mind made up about attending the event, Nova had to put things in place to ensure that he had an enjoyable time. No one wanted to see someone at an event sour and displaying a frown. It would put a damper on the festivities and they couldn’t have that. Even if he was wearing a mask, it would be rather rude to the patrols. Usually, the man couldn’t care less about others’ feelings or if he was rude to them, especially the vermin known as commoners. In order for him to progress in the magic knights, he had to work on that and he started with two members of the Wilhelm family and another man who used sign language along with speech. Being stuck in a dungeon with those four showed him that others from different families were not so much different after all. They all had family struggles and they all had a part to play. The first one to impact the man’s life was Lustian Wilhelm. Such an interesting thing, this phenomenon. It was a non-Silva that reached the heart of the proud noble of House Silva. Then there were two more, even though he didn’t quite connect with them as well as he did Lustian. Their names were Dante Wilhelm and Joseph. He didn’t catch the last name of the latter but he figured they were from the Shengxiao family due to a birthmark that Nova noticed while they were down in the dungeon but he never brought it up. It didn’t matter, he was one of the small list of people that Nova didn’t mind.
What did Nova have planned to make the night more enjoyable? Well, he was going to invite the silver haired sharp tongued beauty that piqued the man’s interest. They met a year prior at the Spirit Festival and she had been on his mind ever since. Though he only met her once after, he now had the means to invite her to these kinds of events. Judging by her appearance at the mission in The Town of Silva, it was safe to say that if he had a dress and a mask made for her and sent with an invitation, she would attend the event. That was his plan. With that in mind, he got started on the invitation and had word sent to the Silva’s dressmaker. Once it was all ready, he had it sent to Aura Stark. He wanted to see her. He wanted her to like him which was weird due to him not exactly caring who liked him but this was different. She was the only one besides his sisters that he wanted to like him. Whether he’d admit that or not, that was a good question. He wouldn’t even let his sisters know that he wanted them to like him. They were the only direct family he had aside from his sperm doner of a father.
On the night of the event, Nova was dressed up and he wore a mask. He wasn’t one to care for the masquerade ball especially since it was a masked event. He would rather see people’s true faces and not like them than to pretend to care behind a mask. No point in caring much about that now though, it was time to get going. Having been transported by carriage, he got out and wore the brightest smile he had. All he had to do was imagine he was dancing with Aura for that smile to appear. Acting like a nice person all night behind a mask shouldn’t be too hard, right?
Looking at the Royal Banquet Hall, Nova smiled genuinely. Nicodemus outdid himself with this one. This proved that the Silva and the Silver Eagles were the best of the best. Putting on his mask, the man stepped inside the hall and gazed at those gathered. He was scanning to see if Aura had turned up. Not seeing her as yet, he decided to explore. He ended up seeing one of his cousins, Luce Silva. They weren’t close and Nova could care less about him. Not in a bad way but from the point of view that Luce wasn’t adding anything valuable to his life nor was he helping him climb the ranks. When his eyes landed on Nicodemus, he saw the man with the crowned prince of Clover, Prince Cedric Clover. Of course, they were masked up but those two couldn’t exactly hide their identities. Nova then saw a silver haired girl and got his hopes up but then he realized that she was too short, her hair was too long and she wasn’t wearing the outfit he had made. He internally sighed before walking over to grab himself a drink from one of the servers. The night was yet young. She could turn up at any time and that would be all that mattered. Seeing Nix, a witch from his squad, he sighed as she wore her mantle over her clothing. He walked over and folded his arms. As they were both the same rank, he outranked her. Yes, he outranked her! It was due to the fact that his last name was Silva that gave him a better rank than her. Well, that and the fact that he was a main noble and she was not. “What’s the point in dressing up if you’re just going to cover it up with the squad’s mantle, Nix?” WC: 1078 TWC: 1078
Stats that are dependent on rank only or other stats, can only be changed via spells, perks. or rank up.
SPEED
5 m/s
STRENGTH
1/2 Junior
MANA SKIN
senior
HEALTH
senior
CASTING LIMIT
002
Casting Limit is the number of spells you can cast per post. It is Stamina added to control divided by 20, rounded UP. OR CL = (Stamina + Control) / 20[break]
MANA POOL
070
Mana is stamina divided by 5 (round down) Multiplied by 10 Plus 10 Plus Grimoire Tier Bonuses, or Mana = [(Stamina/5) * 10] + 10 + GTB[break]
MANA REGEN
10 IC | 15 OOC
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Post by Sol Delothosin✾ on Oct 9, 2022 2:30:25 GMT -5
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Measure twice[break] cut once
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POW
65
DUR
40
SEN
14
STA
46
CON
60
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MANA SKIN
grand
HEALTH
senior
MANA REGEN
15 ic // [break] 30ooc
MANA POOL
140/140
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WORDS 355
TOTAL WORDS 698
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[attr="class","julienglass2scroll"] Sol chuckled a bit when his mentee mentioned that she was surprised to see him here as well and then would mention that he looked very handsome as well to which the blood mage would smile and bow his head at the complement,”Thank you Amaya im not normally in traditional clothing for such occasions but I try my best when I have to” he explained, normally if he could avoid it he didnt deal with social functons but as a noble he knew he had a duty to do It so when things like this occurred he would suck it up and deal with it, upon hearing the shorter woman ask if he would like to accompany her and he nodded as he sat beside her.”I consider myself lucky to have such a beautiful woman as my date for the night should I be worried about Taiyos jealousy later” he asked laughing a bit at the end knowing that he was just teasing. Sol had to admit that it would be nice to have at least one familier face around so he wasnt dealing with complete strangers. [break][break] As his mentee explained that she was raised around this environment and that while most of it was fun it was as she put it a vultures environment, at that Sol nodded knowing what she meant since most people didnt know know how bad some nobles could be with some seeking information at these events only to weaponize it against others at a later point. It was one reason why the blood mage was always very wary against other people just incase such malice was pointed at him.”i suppose you have a point and as nobles its rather important that we mingle and keep up on current events in the social circles” he explained, glancing out he spotted two figures and smirks.”seems the Silver Eagles are here I really hope I dont have any issues with them im not the most well liked person them”he observed before glancing at his mentee"would you like anything to drink Amaya im sure whatever we want our hosts will have?” he asked [break][break]
[break][break] Rank & Element: Junior ¦ Shadow[break] Class & Type: Relic ¦ Weapon (Sword)[break] Magic Specializations: Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Appearance & Lore:[break] [break][break] An ornate katana with a twenty-four-inch (60 cm) blade. the sheath is made of what seems to be made of marble which has been carefully carved into and engraved with what looks like ruby, the base of the sheath has a gold kojiri. Just above the midway point, there seems to be a piece of onyx that has been set around the sheath, the top and bottom of the onyx seems to have the same white marble though it has been fashioned to look almost like fur or feathers. Connected to the onyx there seems to be additional ruby fastenings with ruby chains connecting one part to the next, near the top there is a ruby set in gold that leads off to three carmine red tassels. The handguard seems to be made out of gold leading into the hilt a hilt that is just under half the size of the blade that covered in lackered red marble before being surrounded in black ribbon with gold helm and small ruby beads at each crossing pattern of the ribbon. [break][break] The corrupting shadow was made using an unknown method outside of a certain noble family within Clover. This family has been shunned by many other noble houses because of their appearances and they macabre magic that they are born with so choose to remain in the forsaken region instead of the noble. Not a lot is known about this secretive family, it's hierarchy or its family mechanics and they aim to keep it that way, it allows them to continue doing what they are without too many questions being asked. One thing people will notice of this family is that when they pass their trial of adulthood they start wielding a weapon of some sort and how the dynamics of the family will change to that person. [break][break] Abilities: [break][break]
Type & Uses: Trigger ¦ 4 uses[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 per trigger ¦ 15 recharge[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 Power (self)[break] Description:[break] The blade itself gets covered in what can only be described as flames made of shadow, swiping the blade towards the enemy releases a two meter wide shadow arc, the arc would only be around one centimeter tall until it neared something were it would become three meters tall and almost forming a disk making it harder to dodge. When deaing damage the attack deals Junior rank damage. With the use of ammo rules additional shadow arcs can be created per trigger in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unity Spiral[break]
Type & Uses:Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 control (self)[break] Description:[break] Pointing the blade straight forward quickly is the way that this ability activates. The moment that it is a dual spiral around one meter long by half a meter wide flies free towards its intended target. The spirals deal junior rank damage when they hit a target. With the use of ammo rules, additional spirals can be made per round in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unholy Eclipse[break]
Type & Uses: Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 10m aoe ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: n/a[break] Description:[break] Moving their hand up the blade turning it from it's silver and red colour to being pure darkened shadow, flicking the blade makes the shadow leave the blade and start to creep to the max range it can go to dealing junior rank damage to everyone within the range of the spell, with the use of ammo rules the wielder can avoid allies if they so wish.
The gall of her fellow silver Eagle squad mate; Nova of House Silva, approaching her in such an unsnazzy manner, asking questions of the most peculiar of natures, it amused Nix. Nix could hardly believe the saunter, she woke from her reverie of arson and shifted her attention to invest more than a moderate amount of focus on him. She made a face that imagined it may be able to smoulder him to cinders. His outfit was made of highly flammable materials, she suddenly realised that however poignant it would be to point this out, it would probably be rude. Human’s were heavily invested in their status; this specimen was no different, she looked down at her choice of attire and raised an eyebrow before stating like it was obvious, “I’m always dressed like this, Nova, I’m a witch.” Although the year was wandering into harvest season, she thought to remind him, she hadn’t been idle. Ignoring his insinuation that the silver Eagle mantle wasn’t one of the more impressive parts of their wardrobes, she snapped her fingers cautiously. The candles on her hat lit with small wisps of flame, before flickering out moments later. Accompanied by a small chuckle, there was a slight smell of singed strawberries; which Nix enjoyed immensely. “Want to dance?” Conversationally inquiring of him, she ventured a vague question, hoping to avoid his condescension by being so direct, but having little expectations to completely avoiding it. Conventionally, they worked together but she knew little about him aside from his favourite crayon colour. It was a good one too.
She wondered what sounds he would make if he was on fire. Nix surmised he wouldn’t make the same sound that crackling wood did, perhaps the hissing of suckling fat dripping on a flame? Maybe he would just simmer quietly? Nix wondered these things with a blank expression on her face as she awaited his answer. Behind the curtain of her wonderful eyelashes and her mask, Nix’s dazzling eyes sparkled brightly, challenging him to be twice as snazzy. Justifiably, this was a ball; Nix wanted to dance, and this Silva would have to do.
Post by Joseph Ravencrest✾ on Oct 10, 2022 22:44:08 GMT -5
Joseph had worked hard to get a costume that looked presentable for such an event. Besides maybe wanting to show off for Yugo, maybe, he had to accept that things were changing and change with it. There would be no changing how he dressed day to day, but for the event he had traded using medicines he had made, dyes, and getting materials for the people who had made different parts. He didn't see the ability to trade and barter to lower the prices on goods he desired as a skill, but it also wasn't something he ever heard brought up outside of his hometown. It just seemed like something everyone needed to learn at some point if they wanted certain goods but weren't sure they had the yule to cover it. Whatever undergarments he had on were covered, but he had still made sure to use care even in deciding that, since it could affect how his body shape reflected on the costume. He had even put on a full corset to make sure he looked thin and graceful, though didn't put it on particularly tight or anything so anything it did to his torsos body shape was rather minor. The shirts sleeves resembled a dress shirt, but the buttons it might have had were hidden by design, only visible when it was unbuttoned. Its color was a mix of deer azure blue, and midnight blue.
The pants were mix of azure blue and midnight blue and shaped much like dress pants, until near the bottom where it became a bit more snug against the legs. The pants had what resembled a deer tail attacked to its hind area, colored midnight blue with layers of cream colored fabric being used to imitate the look of fur. His boots were midnight blue, the sole of the shoe being used to help give the boots a look of black deer hoofs. The boots had heels made of carbon matter, but in its purified cubic diamond form. It had been made to the shoe makers preference, he just wanted the feet to at least somewhat resemble a deer. The gloves on his hands were midnight blue, looking to be made of a thick but flexible material. Over the shirt he had on an azure blue waistcoat with a tail at the back. The tail of the coat wasn't particularly long, existing only to help the tail stand out a bit more. The shirt, gloves, mantel and waistcoat all had a large number of tiny well glossed shimmery white beads made of bleached deer bone that was supposed to look like tiny stars in the sky, which was why the number of beads were low at the bottom of his waistcoat and the bottom of the shirt. Over his face was a wooden mask painted with azure blue, black, and midnight blue. It had 'antlers' and deer ears attached to it.
While a bit heavier than a mask without antlers, he liked its look and whatever coating the artist had put on it to cause the wood to look glossy and smoothed. Rather than beads, the mask used white paint for the speckled star affect. Joseph had on a short cape type of mantel with some fabric going up the neck, the hood currently being down. The mantel in question was midnight blue and black. His elf ears wouldn't really be hidden, but at least they were not a spotlight. His eyes had also changed, though in color rather than shape. The pale corpse like pink color wasn't that different due to still being a pink, but there was no longer any orange in his eyes. The color was lighter and his pupils also looked a bit lighter before. Somehow his eyed had gone from looking innocent and warm to something one might expect to see in a nightmare. His hair was the same as ever and currently tied in a long braid. Walking into the masquerade felt like entering a completely different world. It wasn't one he had any familiarity to, but there were people he could recognize. Typically in areas where he felt uncomfortable and didn't have any work to do, he would remain isolated even if there were friends around. Today was different though, since one person in sight was a family member. It was alright to approach family, even when feeling scared and uncertain.
This is how he ended up approaching Amaya. The closer the golden dawn member got, the more confused he felt, reflected in the multiple times their movements paused and eyes stared a bit. Eventually though, he seemed to get near the two. “Sol?” Last he saw the man, they looked quite different, it was a surprise. It wasn't who he came over to talk to, but it ended up as the first person he spoke to. How does he ask? Should he ask? ~You look very different from the last time we saw each other, your hair is white now?~ He didn't want to say that, but their hands ended up saying it. “Ah, sorry. I uh came because I uh spotted Amaya. I couldn't recognize you... from a distance.” Right now he didn't feel elegant or graceful with what had felt like one word tripping over the next. Was it too late to retreat? Yes it was. Their eyes looked over to to Amaya, the urge to stuff the wooden mask down his throat to end this misery intensifying a bit. The strong embarrassment ended up closing his voice up, so for the moment he waved to her before signing, ~Hello, sorry for the awkward greeting. You look very wonderful cousin. I didn't actually expect to see you here, so its nice to...speak to someone.~ The awkward hadn't left and he was visibly cringing so much that he was very glad that the mask covered most of that.
Yugo should pop up at some point, but if he didn't than that would be fine too.
Words: 1,001 The symbol ~ will be used in the post to reference when sign language is being used.
[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] To think Yugos own squad had managed to get the Royal Banquet hall. The Stained Glass had been made by some of the best glass makers and mages in the country. Yugo couldn’t help but wonder if his mothers work was up there. He had learned so much about his mother in the short time since he had become a magic knight only some 4 years ago. Fighting Daemons, having been poisoned by another family out of spite for her success all while still being a Magic Knight and unknowingly pregnant at first. He hopped he had been doing his best to make her proud and to make his father proud too, he may not be his blood relative but he was the man who loved him enough to raise him. He shook the thoughts from his head as a group of people walked past him and he cleared his throat before checking his costume one last time. [break][break] The black dress pants were neartly clean and imaculate, as was the rest of his costume. His starch white shoes were magically protected against dirt using a similar technique as that for the Magic Knight Mantles. Around his waist was a multi beaded belt that hung around the body rather then being used to hold the pants up, as they were being held up by suspenders that were hidden under his vertically stripped blue and black suit-vest. His suit-coat was black and ghostly blue, with gold detailing to separate the two colors. At the bottom of the suit-coat the strange chandelier like details seemed to float on their own, it was a simple trick of the light as nearly insivible threads held the tops and could only be seen if one unfocused their eyes, a detail he got added to give the outfit a ghostly like quality. Around his head was a large chandelier center piece that had two yellow circular eyes. The glass work was feather light, and had been created by himself and another higher skilled glass mage who he commisioned to help with the task. The glass flickered with ghsotly flame that did not exist, it was another trick of the magic imbued costume. Each hand was covered in a black leather glove and in his right hand he carried a metal staff with a chandelier on the top, acting as a staff topper for a Magical Headless Sorcerer costume. The chandelier flickered with a eerie blue light, a ghost flame that burned cold and could not harm anyone. [break][break] He made his way up the stairs and into the Grand Hall before him. With the chully cold autumn wind following him in like a spectre of the holidays. While it was very ahrd to see into the helmet, Yugo could see just fine out of it. He made his way down the entry stairs as he looked for Joseph, they had already seen each others costumes, as they had helped each other dress and plan for the event in the later stages. He made his way toward him, and found him speaking to some people he wasn’t sure if he knew or not. He had been away from the silver eagles for a bit on his own journey and had not interacted with the main squad much in the last year or so. [break][break] It is good to see you here, Deer” he chuckled at his own pun. [break][break]
words[break]0572 [break] total[break]0572 [break] SP Earned[break]0000 [break] Stat Earned[break]0000 [break]
Amaya laughed lightly at sol's commented as she shaked her head "While Taiyo enjoys being possessive and obsessed with seeing everything I wear or do, He is more dazed from his sickened state. In truth, I probably should have dressed at his place, but I kind of didn't think that far ahead as this dress did need it's tailoring and adjusting and I don't think the vermillion know how I prefer my dresses done by the trusted tailors of the Ravencrest estate." She spoke sweetly "If anything he will pout and will want to see me in this dress another time." She added scanning the ball scene from her seat as she smiled at the various patrons actually filling the once empty ball room.
[break][break] She turned her attention back to sol listening to his comment "Well, I am sure you and the silver eagles do not see eye to eye, I am sure they will not attempt anything that would put their squad to shame or mock the Silva and their need of control within their own squad. So in theory I am sure nothing will happen or there will be hell to pay." She added with utter sweetness. If there was one thing she hated in balls, it is the rude party crashes that thought they could ruin such fun times.
[break][break] She noticed a figure moving towards them as she knew the hair color to well and the height in general. "How about you surprise me at this mysterious ball. I am perfectly capable of drinking whatever our hosts have." She commented seeing joseph move towards herself and sol. "You know you don't always got to acknowledge me as a cousin Joseph, Simply Amaya is fine enough or any other title you feel like giving me and don't worry about it, you are more then welcome to stay with us if you wish joseph, the More the merrier, plus parties are a lot more fun when there is more then one person in a group." She spoke with a smile as she let out a light laugh "You might not know this of me but dancing is as natural to me as breathing. If you watch when i train a lot of my movements and motions are a dance along with such thought processes of daily life. This environment is comforting and familiar for my love for dancing." She said sweetly. [break][break]
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Combat Summary
POW 2
DUR 2
STA 14
SEN 25
CON 30
SPEED[break] 10 m/s
STRENGTH[break]1/2 Junior
MANA SKIN[break] senior
HEALTH[break] senior
MANA POOL[break] 65/65
MANA REGEN[break] 20 IC |10 OC
[attr="class","demiscroll2"] TL;DR Stat Point: 1 [break] Spells: [break] Items: [break]
Post by Sol Delothosin✾ on Oct 21, 2022 0:57:39 GMT -5
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Measure twice[break] cut once
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POW
65
DUR
40
SEN
14
STA
46
CON
60
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MANA SKIN
grand
HEALTH
senior
MANA REGEN
15 ic // [break] 30ooc
MANA POOL
140/140
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WORDS 477
TOTAL WORDS 1175
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[attr="class","julienglass2scroll"] Sol just snickered as his mentee explained that Taiyo was currently sick and while possessive couldn't do much at current and even then would most likely whine about wanting to see her dress another time.”its a shame he couldnt be here to enjoy the event then again not everyone is keen for these kind of gatherings honestly a certain black bull I know would rather light himself on fire then come to something like this most likely” he mentioned referring to griswold someone who despite what he said seemed to have an immense grudge against nobles for a reason that Sol couldnt even grasp though lately he hadnt heard of anything going on with the man so either he quit or something had happened either way it was not his problem. Amaya went on to explain that while he didnt get along with the Silver Eagles they wouldnt sabotage their own even since it would be completely foolish.”true its just an uneasy situation given I left due to how I was treated based on rumors and my appearance honestly at this point I know now that green mantis was the right place for me” he said glancing at the two magic knights before sighing slightly. [break][break] Sol nodded when she suggested he surprise her and he stood and headed towards the tables while she had started to talk with someone who had came up, Sol glanced at what was available and he picked up two glasses of wine a dark red for him with notes of cherry and undertone of mocha making it complex, the other glass was a white wine for his mentee with more simple flavors but far more light and sweet then the red wine, as he returned he would pass her the glass and take a sip of his own enjoying the fruity yet intermingling flavors” here I figured you might prefer something light to drink” he said sitting back down beside her before glancing at who had arrived, the moment he saw the figures hair and his hand movements he could only shake his head in amusement.”yes Joseph its me Sol and I know I look different my magics been awakening so it changed my appearance hence the white hair and skin” he explained glancing up at the man before seeing him signing more and he shook his head again.”Joseph I know you sign to yourself frequently but you really need to reign it in my friend most of us dont know what your even saying” he said with a small chuckle before he saw another walk up and he kept his eyes from narrowing since he was always a bit wary of newcomers but when they had approached Joseph he decided to just remain silent for the moment and watch how the two interacted before any attempts to speak. [break][break]
[break][break] Rank & Element: Junior ¦ Shadow[break] Class & Type: Relic ¦ Weapon (Sword)[break] Magic Specializations: Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Appearance & Lore:[break] [break][break] An ornate katana with a twenty-four-inch (60 cm) blade. the sheath is made of what seems to be made of marble which has been carefully carved into and engraved with what looks like ruby, the base of the sheath has a gold kojiri. Just above the midway point, there seems to be a piece of onyx that has been set around the sheath, the top and bottom of the onyx seems to have the same white marble though it has been fashioned to look almost like fur or feathers. Connected to the onyx there seems to be additional ruby fastenings with ruby chains connecting one part to the next, near the top there is a ruby set in gold that leads off to three carmine red tassels. The handguard seems to be made out of gold leading into the hilt a hilt that is just under half the size of the blade that covered in lackered red marble before being surrounded in black ribbon with gold helm and small ruby beads at each crossing pattern of the ribbon. [break][break] The corrupting shadow was made using an unknown method outside of a certain noble family within Clover. This family has been shunned by many other noble houses because of their appearances and they macabre magic that they are born with so choose to remain in the forsaken region instead of the noble. Not a lot is known about this secretive family, it's hierarchy or its family mechanics and they aim to keep it that way, it allows them to continue doing what they are without too many questions being asked. One thing people will notice of this family is that when they pass their trial of adulthood they start wielding a weapon of some sort and how the dynamics of the family will change to that person. [break][break] Abilities: [break][break]
Type & Uses: Trigger ¦ 4 uses[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 per trigger ¦ 15 recharge[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 Power (self)[break] Description:[break] The blade itself gets covered in what can only be described as flames made of shadow, swiping the blade towards the enemy releases a two meter wide shadow arc, the arc would only be around one centimeter tall until it neared something were it would become three meters tall and almost forming a disk making it harder to dodge. When deaing damage the attack deals Junior rank damage. With the use of ammo rules additional shadow arcs can be created per trigger in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unity Spiral[break]
Type & Uses:Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory ¦ Homing[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 25m ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: +4 control (self)[break] Description:[break] Pointing the blade straight forward quickly is the way that this ability activates. The moment that it is a dual spiral around one meter long by half a meter wide flies free towards its intended target. The spirals deal junior rank damage when they hit a target. With the use of ammo rules, additional spirals can be made per round in addition to this with the use of the homing rules the shadow arc is able to follow a designated target.
[break][break] Name of ability Unholy Eclipse[break]
Type & Uses: Flow ¦ 3 turns ¦ 2 Overheat[break] Rank & Specialization: Junior ¦ Attack Creation ¦ Sensory[break] Mana Cost: 8 ¦ 4[break] Range & Speed: 10m aoe ¦ 10 m/s[break] Stats Affected: n/a[break] Description:[break] Moving their hand up the blade turning it from it's silver and red colour to being pure darkened shadow, flicking the blade makes the shadow leave the blade and start to creep to the max range it can go to dealing junior rank damage to everyone within the range of the spell, with the use of ammo rules the wielder can avoid allies if they so wish.
It had been a few days before that the young silver-haired had received a 'gift' and formal invitation to the grand masquerade ball from Nova Silva. She had to wonder what was going on with this man as no matter what she did he just wouldn't leave her alone, it was like she had her own personal stalker and it was freaking her the hell out. Once she saw the dress she admired it but she instructed for it to be sent back as she threw the invitation into the trash bin. The problem was it seemed as if her father had been notified of the heir of the Silva had become enamoured with her and just as the order had been given he entered the dining hall where she was doing studies. He had looked happy for once but then she knew that she was just a chess piece in a greater game.
He had asked her what was going on and she had informed him truthfully, he didn't seem so happy afterwards and instructed her that she would indeed be attending the ball. She normally enjoyed balls but now it just seemed like a job and she already had one of those she didn't need another but she knew the anger that her father had and even she wasn't immune to it. She reluctantly agreed and penned a letter to be sent back to Nova thanking him for his invitation and the wonderful gifts, that she was flattered and he really didn't have to do such a thing. Honestly, it just felt like polite lip service, she felt insulted that he would pick a dress and mask for the occasion, it was almost as if he didn't think she could do such things by herself or that she had no fashion sense of her own.
On the day of the ball, she had gotten herself dressed with the help of her handmaiden luckily she had had the dress tailored to fit her because before it was like a tent slipping off her. She couldn't blame him for that, it wasn't as if he had her measurements because if he did that she would have taken her father's ire and refused to go regardless of the punishment. Once this task had been done she went about doing her makeup and hair. It was like a whole day event as though even the dress and mask had been sent to her she kept changing her mind in regards to what wasn't. She was still a socialite and so everything had to look perfect, this was something that was ingrained within her from a young age, it was one of the reasons she was fussy at times.
She had gone quite simplistic with her hair allowing for most of it to be down but had taken a small part of each side and created a small ponytail at the back that sat on the rest of her hair within this small white mother of pearl flowers, to match the decorations of the dress itself as well as having golden silk thread weaved between the ponytail as if it was a stem or vine. Her makeup choice was light almost pearl too around her eyes and lips though it held a very faint pink gleen, sporadically white pearl petals would be seen going down her face almost as if they had fallen from the flowers in her hair and on her mask. She didn't wear any earrings but she was wearing a gold chain with a pink crystal blossom pendant.
With the aid of her butler, she got into her carriage and headed towards the royal palace all she could really do was look out the window as there was nothing else she could do unless she wanted to do tapestry which she had no intention of. She could of course have just decided to take the carriage elsewhere but she knew that likely would have gotten back to her father and so wished that some state of emergency would happen so she could just go deal with that, alas she had no such luck as a few hours later her carriage had come to a full stop and her door was opening. Standing and putting out a hand she allowed herself to be helped out of her carriage before making her way up the steps to the ballroom. It was everything she expected if she was honest.
Music was playing, there was food and drink to be enjoyed, people were dancing and mingling with each other. With her butler playing escort she made her way deeper into the event. She noticed who she believed to be the crowned prince and the silver eagle's captain enjoying some sort of debate as friends. She herself didn't pay much mind, she didn't bother going to look for Nova as she knew he would find her soon enough and so went to get a drink.
Post by Nova Silva on Oct 22, 2022 15:58:43 GMT -5
NOVA SILVA - Behold the Glory of House Silva
Nova had entered the Royal Banquet Hall impressed at the event that Nicodemus was pulling off. After entering, he realized that the lady he wanted to see hadn’t arrived yet. Not letting that ruin the night, Nova walked over to a server and grabbed himself a drink. He had also noticed one of his fellow squadmates, Nix, and he approached her. The thing was, even though Nova was in the squad with many people he opted not to interact with most of them at any point of time. He rather kept to himself and only spoke to those he deemed deserving of his speech. Nix was kind of in the middle since he wasn’t beyond speaking to her but he still thought of her as more of an annoyance than others he would interact with. Him approaching her may not be surprising but usually he would rather not have to deal with anyone else. Since the woman he wanted to see hadn’t arrived yet, he guessed he could make small talk. He pointed out that there was no point in dressing up if she was just going to cover what she was wearing with her magic knight mantle. Her response to his words were stupid, even by her standards. What did her Silver Eagle mantle have to do with her being a witch? ”Before you are so quick to respond, maybe listen to what the other person is saying. Your Silver Eagle mantle has nothing to do with you being a witch and to add to that, the mantle has no place here. Look around, do you see anyone else wearing their magic knight mantle? Not even the captain is wearing his mantle. There is nothing wrong with anything else you’re wearing but like I stated, the mantle isn’t really a good fit here.”
He felt as though he lost a few IQ points just speaking to Nix in that moment but that was what it was. When she asked if he wanted to dance, he looked down at her and shook his head no. ”No, thank you. I’m waiting on someone and I would rather reserve all of my energy for her. Anyway, I’ve said my piece. Enjoy the ball.”
That said, Nova left Nix and came across Joseph but something was different. Maybe he was mistaken but then again, that hair wasn’t very common. While they were wearing masks, some features were so distinctive that you just knew who the person was. The only problem was, Joseph looked a little closer to Nova. Not in terms of apparel or stature but the palish skin and the pointy elf ears. That wasn’t some mere outfit piece. That was real but it was impossible. The last time they met, Joseph was human. Nova approached the man with the drink still in his hand. ”Joseph, what a wonderful surprise to see you. If I didn’t know any better I’d call you an impostor but then again, we’re here to be all dressed up. Quick question, those elf ears, are they part of some cool transformation spell?”
Giving Joseph enough time to reply, Nova waited for a few moments. Seeing the woman of his hopeful future, he looked to Joseph. ”Excuse me, the lady I’m sort of seeing is here. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” That said, Nova walked over to Aura gracefully. She was getting a drink when he got by her. After she took up her drink, he smiled and extended his free hand to her. ”Good evening, lady Stark. I hope you and I could have a wonderful evening.” WC: 614 TWC: 1,692
Stats that are dependent on rank only or other stats, can only be changed via spells, perks. or rank up.
SPEED
5 m/s
STRENGTH
1/2 Junior
MANA SKIN
senior
HEALTH
senior
CASTING LIMIT
002
Casting Limit is the number of spells you can cast per post. It is Stamina added to control divided by 20, rounded UP. OR CL = (Stamina + Control) / 20[break]
MANA POOL
070
Mana is stamina divided by 5 (round down) Multiplied by 10 Plus 10 Plus Grimoire Tier Bonuses, or Mana = [(Stamina/5) * 10] + 10 + GTB[break]
MANA REGEN
10 IC | 15 OOC
Set per rank you are, IC means in combat, OOC means out of combat.[break]
