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Chapter 8: The Iron Citadel
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As the ship dragged ever closer to the docks, pulled along as it was by the sea Goddess, and as the mists gradually dispersed, Merimies could at last clearly see at the city they were entering; he, and perhaps the others, could certainly agree that it looked far prettier shrouded in mist.

Though the great spires of iron looked beautiful up close, if only in that melancholy and brutalist fashion that appealed in hindsight, the docks they approached were forlorn and dishevelled; in many ways, it reminded Merimies of the Terengua Village back on Botana, with its grey and grimy atmosphere, though this place carried with it the hostility of city life, making it even less appealing, as much as that could be believed.

Two more clerics, solemn in their white and purple, stood on the docks and watched the ship’s arrival with their eyes of venom. Great; more clerics, Merimies thought to himself.

The Agori turned away from the dock, unable to watch it any longer without his stomach churning. Funnily enough, out of the two places they had visited so far, the ruins of Old Elysium seemed far more hospitable, even though this place teemed with far more life. Merimies fought his heavy heart as they prepared to land.
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| September 7, 2018, 3:27 am
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Tuhinga's conversation with Pepeke was cut short as they approached the docks, and the Iron Citadel. Tuhinga rushed over to the railing of the ship, leaning over and gazing in awe at the city. In the corner of his eye, he saw Kae a short distance away, also taking in the city. He remembered the magic scarf she had acquired, and was curious about it. He walked over to her, and awkwardly said, "Uh, hi. I was just, ah, curious about that scarf you've got. Does it hurt? Have you figured out how it works?" He was rather nervous, he had never talked to the thief before.

Kae looked down at Tuhinga, turning away from the railing. "It doesn't right now," She grunted, feeling slightly weird talking to a child, "And no, I haven't fully unlocked it's power. But I have made progress. I'm eager to use it in a battle, it'll be powerful."

"Indeed..." Tuhinga said, still wary of Kae.

"Run along now, kid." Kae said, turning back to gaze at the Iron Citadel. Tuhinga quickly scurried away, off to find someone else to talk to.
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| September 7, 2018, 2:26 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
Tuhinga's conversation with Pepeke was cut short as they approached the docks, and the Iron Citadel. Tuhinga rushed over to the railing of the ship, leaning over and gazing in awe at the city. In the corner of his eye, he saw Kae a short distance away, also taking in the city. He remembered the magic scarf she had acquired, and was curious about it. He walked over to her, and awkwardly said, "Uh, hi. I was just, ah, curious about that scarf you've got. Does it hurt? Have you figured out how it works?" He was rather nervous, he had never talked to the thief before.

Kae looked down at Tuhinga, turning away from the railing. "It doesn't right now," She grunted, feeling slightly weird talking to a child, "And no, I haven't fully unlocked it's power. But I have made progress. I'm eager to use it in a battle, it'll be powerful."

"Indeed..." Tuhinga said, still wary of Kae.

"Run along now, kid." Kae said, turning back to gaze at the Iron Citadel. Tuhinga quickly scurried away, off to find someone else to talk to.

Pepeke was filled with nervous energy. He wanted off this boat. He looked around for his items and collected them into his pack. He walked up to a sailor and asked, "When can we get off?"
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| September 7, 2018, 5:57 pm
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke was filled with nervous energy. He wanted off this boat. He looked around for his items and collected them into his pack. He walked up to a sailor and asked, "When can we get off?"

Pepeke started as he noticed the haggard wretch sliding to his side; it took a moment for the spirited young magician to realise it was only Merimies, attentive as always to his Masters.

"It seems we are preparing to land soon, good Master," he crooned in a rusty voice, "though it is not on my authority; we'll have to wait until the Elysians signal us to depart the ship."

As Merimies rambled on, Pepeke spied the ship pulling into the dock, like some frisky beast asserting itself upon its mate; with excruciating slowness and with a great deal of noise, the great leviathan ground to a halt in its docking place.

Though the ship had technically stopped, the Elysian crew members signalled to the Agori to remain still; audible groans erupted when the sailor told them to stay put, as all aboard seemed antsy to depart, though the Elysians' strict adhesion to procedure forced the Agori to patiently oblige.

The two clerics on the ship marched onto the docks to talk to another two clerics; brief and secretive words were shared with the four, all of which appeared identical in their uniforms. The Agori waited impatiently for the clerics to finish.

"They definitely seem uptight, these inquisitors, don't they?" Merimies uttered aloud to no one in particular, waiting for anyone to reply to him.
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| September 8, 2018, 9:03 pm
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Quoting Wertman 8
Pepeke started as he noticed the haggard wretch sliding to his side; it took a moment for the spirited young magician to realise it was only Merimies, attentive as always to his Masters.

"It seems we are preparing to land soon, good Master," he crooned in a rusty voice, "though it is not on my authority; we'll have to wait until the Elysians signal us to depart the ship."

As Merimies rambled on, Pepeke spied the ship pulling into the dock, like some frisky beast asserting itself upon its mate; with excruciating slowness and with a great deal of noise, the great leviathan ground to a halt in its docking place.

Though the ship had technically stopped, the Elysian crew members signalled to the Agori to remain still; audible groans erupted when the sailor told them to stay put, as all aboard seemed antsy to depart, though the Elysians' strict adhesion to procedure forced the Agori to patiently oblige.

The two clerics on the ship marched onto the docks to talk to another two clerics; brief and secretive words were shared with the four, all of which appeared identical in their uniforms. The Agori waited impatiently for the clerics to finish.

"They definitely seem uptight, these inquisitors, don't they?" Merimies uttered aloud to no one in particular, waiting for anyone to reply to him.


“We should not be so quick to judge, Merimies. Going from what Alphinaud said, the mainland has been under siege by the Tar for a thousand years. Constant war can frazzle nerves, and create paranoia from peaceful men.”

Merimies turns around to look at Beowulf. The hermit sat perched on a crate, face more haggard than ever as he stared at the bleak edifices surrounding the dock. While Beowulf has always seemed more philosophical than normal for a fighter, this newest observation had been spoken more solemnly and tired than ever, as though something had plunged a flaming spirit in a bucket of brine. However, any opportunity for the Kahkan servant to probe the mind of the hermit is lost as the four clerics ascend to the deck, addressing the Agori.

“Attention ‘Agori’!” One cleric booms, voice laced with venom. “We have strict orders to bring you to Her Holiness’s Iron Citadel for processing. You will follow us and do exactly as you are told; any who are noncompliant will be deemed a threat to public security and arrested or executed on the spot. Now, follow!”

The party groaned as they gathered their belongings and were marched off the ship. Perhaps it had been better at sea; this city felt like jumping into fire from the frying pan. Some even dared to wonder if things would’ve been better if they’d never come along, and stayed to fight the Tar on Botana.

But there was no way back, not in the belly of the beast. The only way out was to push ever onwards, and towards the tower of grey to which the clerics dragged the weary procession.
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| September 9, 2018, 12:41 am
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Quoting Dark Aeon
“Attention ‘Agori’!” One cleric booms, voice laced with venom. “We have strict orders to bring you to Her Holiness’s Iron Citadel for processing. You will follow us and do exactly as you are told; any who are noncompliant will be deemed a threat to public security and arrested or executed on the spot. Now, follow!”

The party groaned as they gathered their belongings and were marched off the ship. Perhaps it had been better at sea; this city felt like jumping into fire from the frying pan. Some even dared to wonder if things would’ve been better if they’d never come along, and stayed to fight the Tar on Botana.

But there was no way back, not in the belly of the beast. The only way out was to push ever onwards, and towards the tower of grey to which the clerics dragged the weary procession.

Pikau tentatively marched along with the rest of the party, Runsas in tow. He knew he should be making sketches an notes about this strange new city and its people, but he couldn't shake the feeling of danger around him. The glances and glares sent his way were full of malice and mistrust, no doubt not aided by the several ton boar following them.

Runsas too felt the tension in the air, and was becoming increasingly agitated and hostile. Pikau desperately tried to calm the animal, lest he escape and further compromise their already unfavorable position.

"They better have on heck of a Garden here." He muttered to himself.
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| September 9, 2018, 10:09 am
Rua-Bo-Ye and his servant followed everyone. He didn't like how strict these Elysians were. He had realized after the battle with the mechanical spider that his tricks and games didn't belong on a deadly adventure. He missed his pranks but he knew better. Maybe he would get a chance soon, to play a harmless little prank.

'Not while these fools are all ready to arrest and kill us,' he thought. He had started this adventure not caring about anything except his alchemy. But after the battles he has fought with his allies he was beginning to feel a sense of companionship towards them, even though he mostly kept to himself. He didn't want to get himself or them in trouble just to satisfy his taste for pranks.

And so he continued carefully, trying not to look too suspicious.
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| September 9, 2018, 11:38 am
Pepeke walked with the group. He didn't like the way the elysians were looking at him. His hands crackles with magic. People shook them, hoping to stop the magic. Some of the Russians noticed and glared at him. People blushed and sped up to walk with pikau.
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| September 9, 2018, 2:10 pm
Nyx hummed, strolling behind the group at a leisurely pace, although not too leisurely. She was no Agori, but she wanted to see this Iron Citadel. Another faint memory tugged at her mind, and Nyx willed it to come forward, only to be cruelly rejected as it flitted further out. With a quiet snarl, Nyx trained her eyes forward, staring coldly at the clerics. She may not remember much, but she did know she loathed them. Even the name, Cleric, was pretentious.
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| September 9, 2018, 5:34 pm
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Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)

"hey Rua-Bo-Ye, is it normal if I can't move my left arm?" Joven said as he jiggled around the lifeless limb at his side.
"it's not permanent right?"

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| September 10, 2018, 9:20 am
Quoting Solias Toa of Earth
"hey Rua-Bo-Ye, is it normal if I can't move my left arm?" Joven said as he jiggled around the lifeless limb at his side.
"it's not permanent right?"

"Hehehe... Ya sorry I didn't warn you about that small little side affect. I forgot when we were interrupted. At least it doesn't affect your entire body like some of the earlier experiments. It'll go away shortly."
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| September 10, 2018, 9:56 am
Stronoff had his lance out as he kept a sharp eye out for any potential dangers as Hiiro kept his guard up while Asahina hid behind him. Ramses looked around with one hand over his mouth as he felt disgusted by the very sight of this place.
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| September 10, 2018, 5:20 pm
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Quoting Solias Toa of Earth

Kae moved along with the group, wary of what was to come. She spotted Joven farther up, and decided to go chat with him. “Hi handsome,” she said to him as she approached, “How’re you holdin’ up?”
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| September 10, 2018, 7:36 pm
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Tuhinga made his way through the group to where Beowulf and Mermies were. He was scared, afraid of all to come. “Uh, what do you think they’re going to do with us?” He said fearfully to the two Agori.
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| September 10, 2018, 7:39 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
Tuhinga made his way through the group to where Beowulf and Mermies were. He was scared, afraid of all to come. “Uh, what do you think they’re going to do with us?” He said fearfully to the two Agori.


Beowulf looks down at the young Agori, legs still carrying him onwards.

“Well, Tuhinga, if they wanted us dead, they’d have done better to leave us in the clutches of Leviathan. No, they want us for something specific, and it’s something that needs endebiting to get done.”

The hermit turns back to the horizon, eyes fixed on the distance. However, those who’s eyes were not so focused found their gaze wandering to the city rooftops. From grey stone and rotten wood, behind curtains drawn closed, eyes and noses peered over their windowsills to watch the group as they were paraded through the streets. Some were curious, some surprised, but all held some measure of disdain or even hate. They were eyes wondering what the Agori could have done to earn special treatment; to be guarded by the clerics.

On one side of the alley sat a flea-ridden Elysian, clothes ragged left leg ending in a stump just above the knee. As he watched the Agori draw near, he struggled to lift himself up with a makeshift crutch, mouth frothing with hate.

“Fokken Ah-Gri!” He screams, hobbling towards no one in particular. “Dahm savages took mah leg!” He waves his cane in the air, quickly returning it to the ground before he toppled over. “Wot kindeh world is this, where savages are given better treatment than vets of Her Holiness’s glorious crusades?”

No one had the chance to explain to this poor man that the party were not indeed classic Ar’Gri, but adventurers from afar. No one had the choice.

“Well?” The hobo teetered forwards towards Merimies. “What you gotta say! What makes you speshul?”

“That’s enough!” One of the clerics barks, as he shoves the Elysian to the ground, crushing the few bins and cans he could once call his. From above comes a chorus of slamming windows and drawn curtains. The cleric turns back to the Agori, face inscrutable under his mask but eyes more hate-filled than ever.

“You will not speak to anyone about what you have seen, or you will be imprisoned for sedition.” The cleric spins on a dime and marches deeper into the city, dragging the Agori onwards like prisoners in a march.

And the broken, homeless Elysian, like so many others before him, was forgotten.
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| September 10, 2018, 8:50 pm
Pepeke got angrier and angrier.
Finally, he shouted, "oi! When are you gonna tell us where your taking us and what you want us to do?! Ya can't drag us around like your slaves."
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| September 11, 2018, 10:35 am
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke got angrier and angrier.
Finally, he shouted, "oi! When are you gonna tell us where your taking us and what you want us to do?! Ya can't drag us around like your slaves."

Pikau spun to shush Pepeke. "Quiet! You'll only upset Runsas more, he's agitated enough as it is. And besides," he paused, his worried expression turning quizzical, "they already said where they're taking us. We're going to the Iron Citadel to meet whoever 'Her Holiness' is. Weren't you paying attention when they dragged us off the boat?"
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| September 11, 2018, 12:01 pm
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One of the four clerics glared over his shoulder at Pepeke and Pikau, eyeing them with poison glances.

"We are heading to the Cathedral of the Holy Oracle; only she knows her purposes for you. No more questions now!"

He turned his head back, and the party carried on.

Merimies eyes darted all around, meeting the hostile scowls from all over; they were well and truly hated here- and he figured that this would only accentuate the more they explored the city. His mind was still twirling the incident from before, the question piercing into him like a dagger; what makes you so special?

Nothing; that was the answer in his case- just another expendable servant of Kahkan, sent out on a life threatening errand because better him than anyone else- and because he wanted to; better a noble death than to face the thing that lay within.

He shook the dire thought from his mind as he continued with the others down the winding cobbled street. Voices hollered and cursed all around, the vivacious bustle of the big bad city ringing in their ears.

"-and she will ascend in the name of Ihanne, opening the door for all of us to follow!" a pot-bellied street preacher boomed at the passers by, defiantly howling into a raging sea of indifference, "and thus, practice your daily lashes! Shed your blood for her like the Consort sheds his for Ihanne! Only then will we find salvation, and join the Holy Oracle in her ascension!"

The Agori trod on, hearing the preacher's words fade ever more into the distance, swallowed up by the tide of bodies. Merimies looked on; it can't be that long now, surely.
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| September 11, 2018, 12:26 pm
Pontel sat upon the bench of his cart as trudged along. He despised the Elysians, and he would rather die than become one of their pet slaves.
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| September 11, 2018, 12:30 pm
Nyx, in comparison to the downtrodden group, was rather high spirited. The name sounded faintly familiar, but still she couldn't remember. Perhaps she came from here, who knew? Certainly not Nyx.
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| September 12, 2018, 4:41 am
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau spun to shush Pepeke. "Quiet! You'll only upset Runsas more, he's agitated enough as it is. And besides," he paused, his worried expression turning quizzical, "they already said where they're taking us. We're going to the Iron Citadel to meet whoever 'Her Holiness' is. Weren't you paying attention when they dragged us off the boat?"


Asahina helped calm Runsas down while the others follow.
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| September 12, 2018, 4:30 pm
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Harnek and Bokeh walk side by side with the crowd of Ar'Gri journeyers they had escorted here through dangerous waters and mysterious ruins. Both of them are tense and apprehensive of the misty, damp slum streets they walk through, and eye their Cleric escorts with suspicion. Bokeh leans towards Harnek and speaks in a confidential whisper:

"I'd like to say it's good to be home, but-"

"-there's something wrong." finishes Harnek. "I know, I've been feeling it ever since we landed. Tell me, have you seen any legionnaires anywhere?"

Bokeh looks around quickly, then turns back to the admiral. “You’re right, I don’t see any. That’s odd, there should’ve been a full garrison at the docks, and this street shouldn’t have been allowed to ever have this many Ar’Gri on it. Obviously there’s been some changes in the few weeks we’ve been gone.” The warrior grinds his teeth nervously. “I don’t trust the bloody lot of these Inquisitors in the slightest. First stalking us on your own ship and now they’ve got the nerve to act like they’re the bloody legion.”

Suddenly the cleric at the front of the line calls for a halt. With a gesture of his hand the robed figure parts the fog before the party with a wave of his hand and a sudden breeze. Before the Agori stands a titanic stone wall, impossibly high and completely unbroken by cracks or seams in its monotonous grey length. Directly in the center of the wall in front of them, an arched stone portal stands like some massive demonic mouth, ready to open up and devour the party at a moments notice.

“We have arrived at the Iron Citadel itself” says the cleric. “From this point forward none of you are permitted to speak or do anything other than what you are commanded, under threat of execution. Lord-Admiral Harnek and Bokeh of the Silver Fists, you will be escorted directly to the Crown and her holiness the Oracle, and any of the Lord-Admiral’s crew who have been following will return to the Crusader immediately under the same threat as the Ar’Gri. Now move!” Grudgingly, Bokeh and Harnek allow themselves to be led off by one of the white-robed figures, while the Agori are quickly and quietly ushered through a small door hidden in the gate’s stony visage.

Suddenly it seems as though they had been transferred into some magical other world. Blinking from the sudden onslaught of sunlight, the Agori look around in astonishment at the new, fogless metropolis existing past the great wall. All around them stretches a vast city of towering ziggurats and spiraling stone columns, lush gardens and golden rooftops, a place the sheer magnitude and glory of which would have made it worthy of legend back home, and all encircled by the same vast wall they had just passed through. Yet pervading the majestic scenery all around them is a sense of foreboding, a feeling of hostile, watching eyes, a deep-seated stench of decay and corruption (OOC: the city doesn’t smell, it’s just a metaphor. In fact the city smells quite wonderful, like flowers and perfume.). Occasionally, as the clerics lead them through the winding, marbled streets of the Citadel, the Agori can see glimpses of Elysians at parties or celebrations, going to worship in small temples, or proclaiming the glory of the Crown and the Oracle, but all tactfully ignoring the small party of Ar’Gri on their way to what must obviously be their doom, and all carefully watched by sinister white-robed clerics.

After some time of walking in a daze through this waking dream of a city, the Agori are suddenly jolted out of their hazy visions by a sudden stop and a great deal of shouting from the clerics. “Get moving, you lazy good for nothing lot!” one of them shouts. “Stand up straight, heads up, and act like you’re actually an Elysian! It’s not often that the Oracle wants to speak to worthless maggot scum like you, so you’d better make sure she doesn’t curse you on the spot!”

Before the Agori stands yet another temple, one far larger and grander than the rest, encircled by a great shimmering blue canal and flanked by beautifully carved stone pillars and statues of mighty gods, heroes, and monsters. Guarding its gates stand a great many of the now familiar clerics and an assortment of mighty warriors armed and armored in the same manner as Bokeh, all of whom glare with disgust at the party of Ar’Gri scum being led past them. In only a few more moments, the Agori are led out of the bright, shimmering world outside into a cold and dark new world within the temple, where none knew what could possibly be in store.

(OOC: imagine the architecture to be less medieval european and closer to like bionicle (G1 & G2) or the ancient world's.)
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| September 12, 2018, 9:40 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim
Asahina helped calm Runsas down while the others follow.

Pikau was about to start up a conversation with Asahina when they were cowed into silence by the clerics. Now all he could do was send an appreciative nod and a small smile her way as they continued on.
Quoting Drahcir Nosnevets
Before the Agori stands yet another temple, one far larger and grander than the rest, encircled by a great shimmering blue canal and flanked by beautifully carved stone pillars and statues of mighty gods, heroes, and monsters. Guarding its gates stand a great many of the now familiar clerics and an assortment of mighty warriors armed and armored in the same manner as Bokeh, all of whom glare with disgust at the party of Ar’Gri scum being led past them. In only a few more moments, the Agori are led out of the bright, shimmering world outside into a cold and dark new world within the temple, where none knew what could possibly be in store.

(OOC: imagine the architecture to be less medieval european and closer to like bionicle (G1 & G2) or the ancient world's.)

Pikau was intrigued by the variety of creatures depicted in the statues. Some were clearly imaginary chimeras, but a few felt very familiar, almost as if they were grotesque interpretations of animals native to Botana. Still more looked similar to the more fantastic creatures in the Elysian Bestiary he had recovered from the Dragoon's Landing. Just as he thought he might have recognized the mysterious giant fish referred to as the Diin, they were ordered to march on again, and his mind was forced to turn to other matters...

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| September 12, 2018, 11:16 pm
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Tuhinga had looked at the amazing city in awe and wonder, almost forgetting his fear of what was to come. But now, walking down the cold corridor, his fear came back in full. He made his way along with the group, taking furtive glances at his surroundings. A small part of him was excited to meet The Oracle, but he was terrified.

Kae strode along with the group, looking at all the beautiful things with thievish glee. But she knew better. Even she couldn’t get away with stealing from these Elysians. She was wary of what was to come, and she hated the idea of being a slave. She would not, no matter what, be a slave. She would rather die trying to escape.
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| September 13, 2018, 1:33 am
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The Agori looked round in wonder at the inside of this great temple; there appeared to be little in the way of indoor lighting, though the grand, twenty-foot windows provided adequate light enough to see; the marble walls, floor and incredibly high ceiling were bathed in purple from the tinted stained glass, creating a shimmering, ethereal effect. The Agori were nothing short of blown away, though also fairly intimidated to be sure.

Merimies, who had been eyeing Tuhinga, returned his gaze to the front; though he dared not say it among these stern clerics, he empathised with the young Agori and, to an extent, he too was slightly fearful for what was to come; the more he saw of this city and the clerics that swarmed through it, he began to doubt the benevolence of this vaunted Oracle.

The Agori saw before them an enormous set of double doors, laced with elaborate and byzantine bas-relief; they presumed that this was their destination, but were surprised by the clerics' sudden veering to the right, leading them into a comparatively small chamber lit by torchlight.

The Agori filtered into this small, far less glamorous room, with bare walls and little furnishing other than a great long table and plenty of wooden chairs to go around. Once everyone was inside, the clerics spoke up once again.

"You will wait here," one uttered sternly, his voice reverberating through hallway in which he still stood, "while we go and prepare for your audience with the Crown and the Oracle. Be warned though: two of us shall be on guard outside this door, and they will be listening...!"

The cleric closed the door, leaving the Agori to stew over their trek through the citadel.
Quoting Daniel H.

Merimies, spotting Tuhinga, leaned over to him:

"Master Tuhinga, I noticed your apprehension earlier," he whispered to him in private, "how are you feeling?"
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| September 13, 2018, 9:36 am
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Quoting Wertman 8
The Agori saw before them an enormous set of double doors, laced with elaborate and byzantine bas-relief; they presumed that this was their destination, but were surprised by the clerics' sudden veering to the right, leading them into a comparatively small chamber lit by torchlight.

The Agori filtered into this small, far less glamorous room, with bare walls and little furnishing other than a great long table and plenty of wooden chairs to go around. Once everyone was inside, the clerics spoke up once again.

"You will wait here," one uttered sternly, his voice reverberating through hallway in which he still stood, "while we go and prepare for your audience with the Crown and the Oracle. Be warned though: two of us shall be on guard outside this door, and they will be listening...!"

The cleric closed the door, leaving the Agori to stew over their trek through the citadel.

"Wait, we can't leave our stuff in here! We won't-" The door slammed shut.

"-fit." finished a squished Pikau as everyone attempted to squeeze around the two carts, multiple backpacks, and one grouchy boar that made the relatively small room feel very much smaller.

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"This may 'ave been a tactical mistake." Rongo states as he tries to wheel his cart to a less constricting part of the room. He ponders for a bit, then gives up and moves to the long table in the center of the room. "Everyone who isn't pinned in place, could ya give me a hand with this table? We need to move it against the wall. Some blokes get the chairs out of the way." After some grunting and heaving, the heavy wooden table was moved to the side of the room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at their restored personal space.

As the others began taking their seats in the chairs scattered around the room, Rongo and Pontel sidled their carts up alongside the opposite wall while Pikau guided Runsas to a corner of the room. "Great work lads! Now we can get down do discussing exactly what is goin' on 'roun 'ere."
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| September 13, 2018, 11:11 am
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Quoting Wertman 8
The Agori looked round in wonder at the inside of this great temple; there appeared to be little in the way of indoor lighting, though the grand, twenty-foot windows provided adequate light enough to see; the marble walls, floor and incredibly high ceiling were bathed in purple from the tinted stained glass, creating a shimmering, ethereal effect. The Agori were nothing short of blown away, though also fairly intimidated to be sure.

Merimies, who had been eyeing Tuhinga, returned his gaze to the front; though he dared not say it among these stern clerics, he empathised with the young Agori and, to an extent, he too was slightly fearful for what was to come; the more he saw of this city and the clerics that swarmed through it, he began to doubt the benevolence of this vaunted Oracle.

The Agori saw before them an enormous set of double doors, laced with elaborate and byzantine bas-relief; they presumed that this was their destination, but were surprised by the clerics' sudden veering to the right, leading them into a comparatively small chamber lit by torchlight.

The Agori filtered into this small, far less glamorous room, with bare walls and little furnishing other than a great long table and plenty of wooden chairs to go around. Once everyone was inside, the clerics spoke up once again.

"You will wait here," one uttered sternly, his voice reverberating through hallway in which he still stood, "while we go and prepare for your audience with the Crown and the Oracle. Be warned though: two of us shall be on guard outside this door, and they will be listening...!"

The cleric closed the door, leaving the Agori to stew over their trek through the citadel.
Quoting Daniel H.

Merimies, spotting Tuhinga, leaned over to him:

"Master Tuhinga, I noticed your apprehension earlier," he whispered to him in private, "how are you feeling?"

“Uh, not much better.” Tuhinga whispered back, “part of me is excited because of all the knowledge to be gained, the rest is downright scared. Which is slightly odd, I’ve never been overly fearful. But I suppose the situation we are in is in no way normal for us.”
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| September 13, 2018, 11:21 am
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“Well,” Kae said, not caring to lower her voice, “This is nice. Locked in a stuffy room, waiting to be executed, or worse.” She sat in one of the chairs, one leg crossed over the other, drumming her fingers on an armrest.
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| September 13, 2018, 11:24 am
Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Wait, we can't leave our stuff in here! We won't-" The door slammed shut.

"-fit." finished a squished Pikau as everyone attempted to squeeze around the two carts, multiple backpacks, and one grouchy boar that made the relatively small room feel very much smaller.

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"This may 'ave been a tactical mistake." Rongo states as he tries to wheel his cart to a less constricting part of the room. He ponders for a bit, then gives up and moves to the long table in the center of the room. "Everyone who isn't pinned in place, could ya give me a hand with this table? We need to move it against the wall. Some blokes get the chairs out of the way." After some grunting and heaving, the heavy wooden table was moved to the side of the room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at their restored personal space.

As the others began taking their seats in the chairs scattered around the room, Rongo and Pontel sidled their carts up alongside the opposite wall while Pikau guided Runsas to a corner of the room. "Great work lads! Now we can get down do discussing exactly what is goin' on 'roun 'ere."


Asahina accompany Runsas to the corner. "Excuse me, Sir Pikau was it?" She asked as she remembered his name from the time that he helped in Runsas recovery. "Were you about to tell me something?" She asked innocently.

Hiiro, Ramses, and Stronoff were trying to adjust to the small space with the other group.

"Hardly a first class treatment for my taste." Ramses grumbled as he was displeased about the lack of space.

"Be thankful that they're giving us more time to live before we figure a way out of this mess." Stronoff hushed the young noble.

Hiiro was worried about what would happen now.

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| September 13, 2018, 4:07 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim
Asahina accompanies Runsas to the corner. "Excuse me, Sir Pikau was it?" She asked as she remembered his name from the time that he helped in Runsas recovery. "Were you about to tell me something?" She asked innocently.

"Oh, yeah." Pikau said, feeding Runsas a few bananas from his Pack. "I just wanted to say 'thanks' for all your help with Runsas, you've been a good assistant pig-keeper, and I can tell Runsas is comfortable around you." The boar turns its head to rub against Asahina, almost knocking the girl off her feet. "Even more so than around me, perhaps!" Pikau laughs as he helps steady the animal.

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| September 13, 2018, 11:15 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Quoting Toa Gaim
Asahina accompanies Runsas to the corner. "Excuse me, Sir Pikau was it?" She asked as she remembered his name from the time that he helped in Runsas recovery. "Were you about to tell me something?" She asked innocently.

"Oh, yeah." Pikau said, feeding Runsas a few bananas from his Pack. "I just wanted to say 'thanks' for all your help with Runsas, you've been a good assistant pig-keeper, and I can tell Runsas is comfortable around you." The boar turns its head to rub against Asahina, almost knocking the girl off her feet. "Even more so than around me, perhaps!" Pikau laughs as he helps steady the animal.

"So I see Runsas is doing well," Rua-Bo-Ye carefully walked up to great boar. "Sorry I attacked you earlier. Her take this." He offered some food to Runsas, who almost bit the Alchemist's hand off taking it. "Ya think I could take some of his spit for my Alchemy?"
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| September 14, 2018, 12:51 pm
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Kae decided she would use this time to meditate, and try to fully unlock the power of the Sigma Scripture. She would need it, if she were going to try and fight their way off this island. She found a quiet corner and sat down. She closed her eyes, and cleared her mind with no more success than before. Thoughts of the coming confrontation with the Oracle flooded her mind. Thoughts of combat, and her hatred of being enslaved. She was useless at meditating, there was no breakthrough this time. "Argh!" she shrieked aloud in frustration. She was getting nowhere this time.
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| September 14, 2018, 1:24 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Quoting Toa Gaim
Asahina accompanies Runsas to the corner. "Excuse me, Sir Pikau was it?" She asked as she remembered his name from the time that he helped in Runsas recovery. "Were you about to tell me something?" She asked innocently.

"Oh, yeah." Pikau said, feeding Runsas a few bananas from his Pack. "I just wanted to say 'thanks' for all your help with Runsas, you've been a good assistant pig-keeper, and I can tell Runsas is comfortable around you." The boar turns its head to rub against Asahina, almost knocking the girl off her feet. "Even more so than around me, perhaps!" Pikau laughs as he helps steady the animal.

"Y-You're welcome." Asahina replied as she tried to regain her balance while petting Runsas. "Mistress Ishtar once told me that all life is precious and must be treated fairly and protected before her illness." She quoted. "I just had a feeling that she would've done the same for him."
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| September 14, 2018, 3:23 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim
"Well I certainly do appreciate it, as does Runsas."

Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
"So I see Runsas is doing well," Rua-Bo-Ye carefully walked up to great boar. "Sorry I attacked you earlier. Her take this." He offered some food to Runsas, who almost bit the Alchemist's hand off taking it. "Ya think I could take some of his spit for my Alchemy?"
"Whoa Runsas! No biting!" Pikau cried, as the boar continued munching the proffered food disgruntledly. "Sorry about that, Rua-Bo-Ye. I thought we had made good progress getting him not to attack you guys while we were on the boat, I guess the march had more of an effect on him than I thought. Yeah, sure, I guess."

Pikau takes the vial offered by the alchemist, then stares at the Boar's massive, crushing jaws for a few minutes. "...I'm not actually sure how to collect it. He was unconscious last time we did this. I'll have to get back to you."
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| September 14, 2018, 6:40 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Quoting Toa Gaim
"Well I certainly do appreciate it, as does Runsas."

Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
"So I see Runsas is doing well," Rua-Bo-Ye carefully walked up to great boar. "Sorry I attacked you earlier. Her take this." He offered some food to Runsas, who almost bit the Alchemist's hand off taking it. "Ya think I could take some of his spit for my Alchemy?"
"Whoa Runsas! No biting!" Pikau cried, as the boar continued munching the proffered food disgruntledly. "Sorry about that, Rua-Bo-Ye. I thought we had made good progress getting him not to attack you guys while we were on the boat, I guess the march had more of an effect on him than I thought. Yeah, sure, I guess."

Pikau takes the vial offered by the alchemist, then stares at the Boar's massive, crushing jaws for a few minutes. "...I'm not actually sure how to collect it. He was unconscious last time we did this. I'll have to get back to you."


Asahina looked trouble about what would happen to them as she knew Hiiro and Ramses were determined to find a cure for their mother, but she was uncertian on what to do if they have to confornt their father. She felt Runsas rubbing up on her to help comfort she smiled before petting the boar.

Asakura was on one of the roof tops of the area being cautious about how to claimed his target wtihout being capture. He noticed something in his bag was glowing. He pulled out a small magic mirror. "What do you want old man?" He asked annoyed by the bad timing.

"I take that you're still having some difficulties catching my sons and disposing of my former maid?" A gruff voice came from the mirror which happened to the Father of Hiiro and Ramses.

"They're currently being held in this palace." Asakura informed.

"Be patient, I need you bring them back home before or after Ishtar die and you will be reward handsomely." The voice told him.

"Curious? Why do you want your own wife dead?" Asakura asked.

"Let just say she's about to be apart of old hobby before she beared my sons." The voice replied ending the transmission.
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| September 14, 2018, 8:50 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
Kae decided she would use this time to meditate, and try to fully unlock the power of the Sigma Scripture. She would need it, if she were going to try and fight their way off this island. She found a quiet corner and sat down. She closed her eyes, and cleared her mind with no more success than before. Thoughts of the coming confrontation with the Oracle flooded her mind. Thoughts of combat, and her hatred of being enslaved. She was useless at meditating, there was no breakthrough this time. "Argh!" she shrieked aloud in frustration. She was getting nowhere this time.


“You know, there is a method other than meditation to unlock the Scripture’s secrets.”

Kae looks over to Beowulf, who sits against a wall, eyes closed. “It’s quite unorthodox,” the hermit continues, “but effective, and it’s what Alphinaud used to bind it to you.”

He holds out his arm, tracing a finger along it. “Blood—your own, of course. Split the skin, and it will grow into you, slowly forcing its knowledge into you. It’s much more painful mentally, however, and spend too much blood will have...unpleasant results. But a little bit—a cut here and here,” he traces along specific points between the inside of the elbow and the palm, “will have the most benefit for the least cost.”

Kae stares at the hermit, both intrigued and unnerved. “How do you know all this?”

Beowulf laughs, before sighing. “My time in social solitude was productive, to say the least. And that is all I may say.”
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| September 15, 2018, 11:25 am
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Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Whoa Runsas! No biting!" Pikau cried, as the boar continued munching the proffered food disgruntledly. "Sorry about that, Rua-Bo-Ye. I thought we had made good progress getting him not to attack you guys while we were on the boat, I guess the march had more of an effect on him than I thought. Yeah, sure, I guess."

Pikau takes the vial offered by the alchemist, then stares at the Boar's massive, crushing jaws for a few minutes. "...I'm not actually sure how to collect it. He was unconscious last time we did this. I'll have to get back to you."

Runsas shifted his head, looking down at the small little vial in Pikau's hand. At once, many long-buried memories rushed through the boar's dull brain, the old ritual he had for many times participated in: they gave him food, he gave them spit. Even an ill-tempered brute like him recognised this tradition. After all, despite the rough first encounter, these new masters had been nothing but kind to him ever since, so he did not resent returning the favour.

He knew what to do. With a thunderous grunt, the grand beast lowered his jaws to the floor, causing Pikau, Asahina and the alchemist to all step back in surprise. With a grotesque gargling sound, Runsas dispensed a small puddle of spit from his jaws to the marble floor; the substance shimmered and frothed as the boar nudged back as far as he could, allowing Pikau to fill the vial.
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| September 15, 2018, 11:37 am
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Quoting Daniel H.
“Uh, not much better.” Tuhinga whispered back, “part of me is excited because of all the knowledge to be gained, the rest is downright scared. Which is slightly odd, I’ve never been overly fearful. But I suppose the situation we are in is in no way normal for us.”

"I see," Merimies whispered in response, "if it would make you feel any better, Master, then I shall admit that I am equally cautious of what's to come- I fear this Oracle may not be as benevolent as she is made out to be; though we should not be so quick to judge I suppose. For what it is worth, Master Tuhinga, I would say you have been tremendously brave on this journey, given all we have gone through thus far."
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| September 15, 2018, 12:15 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Runsas shifted his head, looking down at the small little vial in Pikau's hand. At once, many long-buried memories rushed through the boar's dull brain, the old ritual he had for many times participated in: they gave him food, he gave them spit. Even an ill-tempered brute like him recognised this tradition. After all, despite the rough first encounter, these new masters had been nothing but kind to him ever since, so he did not resent returning the favour.

He knew what to do. With a thunderous grunt, the grand beast lowered his jaws to the floor, causing Pikau, Asahina and the alchemist to all step back in surprise. With a grotesque gargling sound, Runsas dispensed a small puddle of spit from his jaws to the marble floor; the substance shimmered and frothed as the boar nudged back as far as he could, allowing Pikau to fill the vial.

With the vial filled the Alchemist stuffs it with the rest of his things. Then he remembered overhearing one the other party members seeking a cure for someone. Rua-Bo-Ye took out another vial and got some more. Maybe this stuff could help them too.

"Didn't someone in our party need a cure for someone back home?" The Alchemist asked.
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| September 15, 2018, 12:19 pm
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Quoting Wertman 8
"I see," Merimies whispered in response, "if it would make you feel any better, Master, then I shall admit that I am equally cautious of what's to come- I fear this Oracle may not be as benevolent as she is made out to be; though we should not be so quick to judge I suppose. For what it is worth, Master Tuhinga, I would say you have been tremendously brave on this journey, given all we have gone through thus far."

“Thanks,” Tuhinga whispered to Mermies, “I think I’ll read a book, to try and calm myself down a bit.” He rummaged through his satchel, and found a book on philosophy, one of his favorite subjects. He set about studying it, nearly forgetting all that was going on around him.
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| September 15, 2018, 12:33 pm
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Quoting Dark Aeon

“You know, there is a method other than meditation to unlock the Scripture’s secrets.”

Kae looks over to Beowulf, who sits against a wall, eyes closed. “It’s quite unorthodox,” the hermit continues, “but effective, and it’s what Alphinaud used to bind it to you.”

He holds out his arm, tracing a finger along it. “Blood—your own, of course. Split the skin, and it will grow into you, slowly forcing its knowledge into you. It’s much more painful mentally, however, and spend too much blood will have...unpleasant results. But a little bit—a cut here and here,” he traces along specific points between the inside of the elbow and the palm, “will have the most benefit for the least cost.”

Kae stares at the hermit, both intrigued and unnerved. “How do you know all this?”

Beowulf laughs, before sighing. “My time in social solitude was productive, to say the least. And that is all I may say.”

“Well, thanks, honey.” Kae said to Beowulf. She pulled out her dagger, and, following Beowulf’s advice, slit her arm and drew her own blood. There was pain in her arm, she could feel the scarf weaving itself into her flesh, but it pales in comparison to what was going on in her head. It felt like her mind was going to implode. She shrieked, grabbing at her skull. And suddenly, the sensation was over. Now all she could feel was the power of the scarf. And she knew how to use it now. Maybe she’d stand a fighting chance against the Elysians.
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| September 15, 2018, 12:41 pm
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
With the vial filled the Alchemist stuffs it with the rest of his things. Then he remembered overhearing one the other party members seeking a cure for someone. Rua-Bo-Ye took out another vial and got some more. Maybe this stuff could help them too.

"Didn't someone in our party need a cure for someone back home?" The Alchemist asked.


"Yes, for our mother back home." Hiiro answered the Alchemist question.

"You wish offered it to us?" Ramses was a bit surprise.

Rua-Bo-Ye gave Hiiro the vile. "Thank you, Rua-Bo-Ye! If there's anything we can do to repay to thank you! Just name it!" He said with such joy in his heart that this may be the chance to his mother as Stronoff let out a proud smile.
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| September 15, 2018, 1:18 pm
Quoting Toa Gaim

"Yes, for our mother back home." Hiiro answered the Alchemist question.

"You wish offered it to us?" Ramses was a bit surprise.

Rua-Bo-Ye gave Hiiro the vile. "Thank you, Rua-Bo-Ye! If there's anything we can do to repay to thank you! Just name it!" He said with such joy in his heart that this may be the chance to his mother as Stronoff let out a proud smile.

"I can't think of anything right now, but when I do I'll let you know. Hold on to that stuff, we may need to mix it with other ingredients to make the antidote you seek, I'm not sure yet. If we make it out of here I'll study my own vial to see what may be capable of."
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| September 15, 2018, 3:33 pm
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
"I can't think of anything right now, but when I do I'll let you know. Hold on to that stuff, we may need to mix it with other ingredients to make the antidote you seek, I'm not sure yet. If we make it out of here I'll study my own vial to see what may be capable of."


Hiiro nodded as his brother followed while Stronoff looked around.
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| September 15, 2018, 3:37 pm
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A creak at the door halted all conversation and even startled some Agori; the door was swung open with great force, so much so that it even emanated a breeze. All heads were turned as a venom-eyed cleric stepped into the room, with three others huddled in the threshold.

"It is time," the cleric uttered, his voice deep and clear, "you will now meet our gracious King, Kapoido the Knowing; the Holy Oracle will join shortly. Now follow!"

With that, the clerics backed through the threshold, ushering the Agori to follow. As the party filed out of the small little room, each member felt either intense exasperation or intense anticipation; either way, the emotions felt by all were intense.

"Leave your carts and equipment here... as well as that disgusting boar!" one of the clerics shouted; Runsas snorted in irritation at the raised voice.

As they were marched down the remainder of the great marble corridor, heading to the humongous set of double-doors at the far end, the clerics drilled them on the required etiquette for the audience.

"You will bow when you meet the King, and you shall bow again when the Oracle joins us," one of the clerics droned on, as if his words were read from a bit of paper, "you will not speak in raised voice, nor will you use crude language in the presence of either; you shall address the King as his Majesty and the Oracle as her eminence, nothing else. Insults are punishable by death."

Merimies' dread accentuated as they approached the door; some niggling thought deep within told him that this would not go well.
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| September 16, 2018, 6:04 pm
Ramse stood regally as sign of respect for the King to come as Hiiro was feeling unsure about what to come as Asahina was trembling a bit in fear and Stronoff kept his gaurd up.

Asakura looked through window undetected to see what would happen.
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| September 17, 2018, 5:01 pm
pepeke brushed some dirt off his chestplate. "Might as well look as nice as I can."
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| September 17, 2018, 6:46 pm
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Joven's disdain for these Elysians seemed to grow every time they said a word, and it didn't help they treated them as criminals. But Joven would rather keep his head today, so he kept his mouth shut as instructed.
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| September 19, 2018, 3:34 pm
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Merimies glanced at Pepeke, acknowledging his token attempt at presentation; for the Kahkanese servant such efforts would have been wasted, for he had already settled into the putrid fashion of squalor; any attempt to look handsome on his part would have been wholly insincere.

The clerics ahead threw open the massive doors to reveal a room of marble and diamonds and gold; the Agori were thrown off their feet by the sheer ostentation and glory of this spectacular throne-room; in the middle of all sat a great burly figure, sunken into his expensive throne as he was; he looked excessively bloated and flabby, as if his body had given way to pure, formless fat; though his size might have been repulsive to some, his benign and kindly face inspired a great deal of sympathy from the Agori; this was clearly not the depraved figure that fuelled the evil of this city.

He spoke in a booming voice, though one clearly weathered by the powerful winds of complacence:

"Welcome, glorious Ar'Gri! The dutiful Clerics tell me that you've come very far- indeed, even from the mystical land known as Bohtaahhnnaaa... and I have been told you prefer to call yourselves Ahgohrai- a very weird name at that, but I am not one to disrespect the misinformed etymology of others!" With that, the king let out a booming and vacuous laugh.

"Anyway, the point is that I AM KAPOIDO! The great king of the Iron Citadel, and the generous host to which you come as suppliants! Furthermore, I am impressed by the heroic and periolous journey you have made so far! Therefore, you are more than welcome to all the rest, sustenance and aid you would need; generous Kapoido is more than happy to oblige!"

"If you've any questions for me, I would be more than happy to oblige! Soon, my beautiful and sunsual wife, the divine Holy Oracle who summoned you, shall be along shortly- she has important business to attend to!"
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| September 19, 2018, 6:54 pm
Nyx keeps quiet, slinking to the shadows as much as she can. Something doesn't feel right. The more hidden she remains, the better. She would speak to the Oracle, perhaps, but she no longer felt anticipation and excitement. No, something.. Cold. Dark, settled in the pit of her stomach. There was nothing 'holy' about this place. Normally that wouldn't bother her, but this felt different. It felt wrong.

Another memory tugged on the precipice of conscious thought.
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| September 19, 2018, 10:01 pm
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Quoting Wertman 8
"If you've any questions for me, I would be more than happy to oblige! Soon, my beautiful and sunsual wife, the divine Holy Oracle who summoned you, shall be along shortly- she has important business to attend to!"

Pikau was nervous, but his concern overrode his reticence. He spoke up first, careful to bow and use proper titles as he had been instructed.

"Your Majesty, if it's not too menial a question, do you have any Gardens in this city? Ones for keeping animals in, I mean. We have in the other room a very large and remarkable boar named Runsas, and I would like to find him a good home. I can bring him here so you may see him for yourself, if that would please His Majesty?"
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| September 19, 2018, 10:56 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau was nervous, but his concern overrode his reticence. He spoke up first, careful to bow and use proper titles as he had been instructed.

"Your Majesty, if it's not too menial a question, do you have any Gardens in this city? Ones for keeping animals in, I mean. We have in the other room a very large and remarkable boar named Runsas, and I would like to find him a good home. I can bring him here so you may see him for yourself, if that would please His Majesty?"

People nodded. "and do you have some sort of place with lots of bugs, your majesty? I'm an entomologist; i study bugs."
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| September 19, 2018, 11:04 pm
Asakura had a dumbfounded look on his face on he was baffled on how this "flabby" agori be the king?!

Hiiro stood in front of Asahina for her protections as he kept a regal stand as Ramses did the same while Stronoff felt a cold and unsettle aura from this place as he had a feeling that this "King" was anything, but pure.
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| September 20, 2018, 4:08 pm
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Kapoido paused for a moment, taking in Pikau's question and Pepeke's follow up; he leaned forward, eyes wide and glistening.

"Runsas, you say?" he whispered reverently, "the Great Boar of Old Elysium? Here? Well I never! Only true heroes could have pulled such a mythical beast out of that long dead city; oh when the Oracle hears of this, she will be most pleased!"

"If the creature is indeed Runsas, we would be more than happy to receive him; we've not much in the way of greenery, but we do have a tremendous park not far off, complete with trees and hills and even a river! If the beast can be tamed, I'm sure he would feel right at home there!"

He addressed Pepeke directly: "-the park would also be a good place to study bugs, assumedly- I do not know for sure, but it's pretty likely to be full of insects."

"I assure you, good sir," Kapoido turned back from his tangent to Pikau once again, "there is no finer place, nor one more peaceful, than the Iron Citadel! Runsas would be more than welcome!"

Merimies' eyes flickered to and from Pikau and the king; despite his own thoughts on the Citadel and Kapoido so far, he had decided to leave Pikau with the decision of whether or not to hand over the boar.

The king, with the countenance of an oversized baby, beamed at the Agori; he awaited more questions, or otherwise a response from Pikau.
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| September 21, 2018, 3:49 pm
"Your majesty," Ramses spoke to the king. "Pardon my and the members of our party ignorances while it is an honor to be your guest." He said in a formal manner. "Just out of concerns will our stay here will be short, long, or permanent?" He asked cautiously without accidently making the problem worse. "I'm just worried about the well-beings of our party."
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| September 21, 2018, 4:38 pm
"Your Majesty," Rua-Bo-Ye bows. "Would there be herbs in this garden? I'm a Doctor of sorts and if you would be so kind as to perhaps allow me to take a small bit it would help us very much. It may even prove to be beneficial to you."
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| September 21, 2018, 6:21 pm
Nyx worms her way near the front, dropping to her knees in a slightly exaggerated bow. "My King, I implore you to forgive my ignorance, but is Her Eminence skilled in the arts of magic?" She asked, voice soft like silk.
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| September 21, 2018, 8:56 pm
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The bloated Elysian leaned back in his seat, yet another benign smile breaking across his great face; he opened his mouth to answer the Agori, but the voice of another cut him off; the party whirled around, startled.

“Welcome, brave scions of Agori.”

She was enormous, almost as tall as the monstrous Waiting One they had fought at Old Elysium; she had the emaciated form of a corpse, each of her lengthy limbs as thin as a matchstick, almost as if someone had taken a regular Elysian and stretched them to five times their height; her robes of purple and white and her armour of bronze glistened in the darkness, almost as if she were a source of light all of her own; her great pointy helmet reached up into the sky, behind which rested a pair of bright purple eyes, as sophisticated as they were beautiful; she towered over all present like a Goddess amongst mortals. Everyone present was stunned; it did not take much to guess who this new presence was.

“I am Konttori, though you already know me as the Holy Oracle- and that is how you will continue to address me.”

“My love!” Kapoido swooned.

“Quiet now dear, these gentle children of Agori have travelled far; indeed, they have come from the docile land of Botana, for the infection of the Tar has spread even there. They do not want to waste the night chattering away with you, Kapoido- for they seek a cure to the Tar.”

Kapoido shrunk back into his seat, and the Oracle continued;

“I know all your pasts, heralds of Botana; and I know your futures, also…!”
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| September 21, 2018, 9:11 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
The bloated Elysian leaned back in his seat, yet another benign smile breaking across his great face; he opened his mouth to answer the Agori, but the voice of another cut him off; the party whirled around, startled.

“Welcome, brave scions of Agori.”

She was enormous, almost as tall as the monstrous Waiting One they had fought at Old Elysium; she had the emaciated form of a corpse, each of her lengthy limbs as thin as a matchstick, almost as if someone had taken a regular Elysian and stretched them to five times their height; her robes of purple and white and her armour of bronze glistened in the darkness, almost as if she were a source of light all of her own; her great pointy helmet reached up into the sky, behind which rested a pair of bright purple eyes, as sophisticated as they were beautiful; she towered over all present like a Goddess amongst mortals. Everyone present was stunned; it did not take much to guess who this new presence was.

“I am Konttori, though you already know me as the Holy Oracle- and that is how you will continue to address me.”

“My love!” Kapoido swooned.

“Quiet now dear, these gentle children of Agori have travelled far; indeed, they have come from the docile land of Botana, for the infection of the Tar has spread even there. They do not want to waste the night chattering away with you, Kapoido- for they seek a cure to the Tar.”

Kapoido shrunk back into his seat, and the Oracle continued;

“I know all your pasts, heralds of Botana; and I know your futures, also…!”

Pepeke said, "Well, mrs. Oracle,that's kinda useless to tell us unless you plan on telling us the future. No offense. "
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| September 21, 2018, 11:02 pm
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Tuhinga was in total awe of the Holy Oracle. His fears had mostly been relieved when he saw the benevolent king, and now, in light of the Holy Oracle’s sheer beauty and grace, it faded into nonexistance. It was entirely replaced with curiosity, and a longing for knowledge. Tuhinga stepped out in front of the party, and dropped awkwardly to his knees. “Holy Oracle,” He said, doing his best to keep his voice from squeaking, “Do you indeed know the cure for the Tar? Perhaps a way to beat it?”
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| September 22, 2018, 12:14 am
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Kae, however, was not moved by the Holy Oracle’s beauty. She didn’t trust the king, let alone this godlike Oracle. She stood at the back of the group of Agori, arms crossed, watching the Oracle and king, ready for a fight.
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| September 22, 2018, 12:18 am
Pontel bowed down on one knee, not trusting the Oracle but knowing that expressing his feelings would surely result in death, or worse. "Please forgive this young magician's outburst your Holiness, he seems to have forgotten his place." Pontel shot Pepeke a very harsh look. Pontel rose from the bow, "I am Pontel Gunn, Inventor, Weaponsmith, and warrior at your service. If I may be so bold to ask, is there a place I can acquire Elysian weaponry? Your workmanship intrigues me greatly." Pontel said cautiously. Even though he didn't not like Pepeke, he woukd rather seem him alive then upset the Oracle and have her kill them all in anger.
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| September 22, 2018, 1:38 am
Quoting Pontel Gunn
Pontel bowed down on one knee, not trusting the Oracle but knowing that expressing his feelings would surely result in death, or worse. "Please forgive this young magician's outburst your Holiness, he seems to have forgotten his place." Pontel shot Pepeke a very harsh look. Pontel rose from the bow, "I am Pontel Gunn, Inventor, Weaponsmith, and warrior at your service. If I may be so bold to ask, is there a place I can acquire Elysian weaponry? Your workmanship intrigues me greatly." Pontel said cautiously. Even though he didn't not like Pepeke, he woukd rather seem him alive then upset the Oracle and have her kill them all in anger.

Pepeke glared at Pontel, and his hands crackled with magic energy. He looked away and clenched his fists, extinguishing his anger.
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| September 22, 2018, 1:01 pm
Ramses was in awe of the Godly Oracle beauty and bow in respect while Stronoff and Hiiro were not buying it as Asahina bow down.
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| September 22, 2018, 1:20 pm
Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke glared at Pontel, and his hands crackled with magic energy. He looked away and clenched his fists, extinguishing his anger.

Rua-Bo-Ye put his hand Pepeke's shoulder and whispered: "Funny that I should be saying this but um... behave yourself okay?" Rua-Bo-Ye then took a small step forward and bowed to the Oracle. "O' Holy Oracle! Please excuse my allies disrespectful natures. It is something that they do out of a primal instinct to survive. Certainly they mean nothing of it."
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| September 22, 2018, 3:49 pm
Nyx bristles somewhat. She was no Agori, she knew THAT much. She looked at the Oracle, offering a bow. "Your Eminence, might I ask you a question?" She said directly, ignoring the prostrating baboons she traveled with.

Still, they had some uses, Nyx supposed.
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| September 22, 2018, 5:19 pm
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
Rua-Bo-Ye put his hand Pepeke's shoulder and whispered: "Funny that I should be saying this but um... behave yourself okay?" Rua-Bo-Ye then took a small step forward and bowed to the Oracle. "O' Holy Oracle! Please excuse my allies disrespectful natures. It is something that they do out of a primal instinct to survive. Certainly they mean nothing of it."

Pepeke nodded and took a big breath/
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| September 22, 2018, 9:25 pm
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Though it was impossible to see behind her helmet, the Oracle grinned at the precocious comments of Pepeke and Pontel respectively:

"Oh Master Pepeke," she sang, hypnotising everyone out of their suspicions,
"I will indeed tell you the future; it lies in service to seductive Ihanne! I will detail your futures as soon as we travel to my private cathedral."

Thus she spoke, casting an evil glare at King Kapoido, who sat uselessly in his seat; the bloated king kept silent, out of respect for his one and true love.

"There is no known cure for the Tar, but that is not your destiny; you shall follow me to know that."

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, beckoned the Agori to follow her out of Kapoido's throne-room. Merimies felt increasingly nervous, for he suspected the Oracle to be entirely evil; nevertheless, he led his crewmembers in pursuit of the Oracle; if she proved to be evil, he and the other Agori would defeat her. It seemed like a sound strategy; what could possibly go wrong?
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| September 22, 2018, 10:55 pm
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Quoting Wertman 8
Though it was impossible to see behind her helmet, the Oracle grinned at the precocious comments of Pepeke and Pontel respectively:

"Oh Master Pepeke," she sang, hypnotising everyone out of their suspicions,
"I will indeed tell you the future; it lies in service to seductive Ihanne! I will detail your futures as soon as we travel to my private cathedral."

Thus she spoke, casting an evil glare at King Kapoido, who sat uselessly in his seat; the bloated king kept silent, out of respect for his one and true love.

"There is no known cure for the Tar, but that is not your destiny; you shall follow me to know that."

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, beckoned the Agori to follow her out of Kapoido's throne-room. Merimies felt increasingly nervous, for he suspected the Oracle to be entirely evil; nevertheless, he led his crewmembers in pursuit of the Oracle; if she proved to be evil, he and the other Agori would defeat her. It seemed like a sound strategy; what could possibly go wrong?


Trepidatiously, Merimies took a few steps towards the Oracle, only to pause. He turned to look at his comrades; unlike him, they warily held back. Unlike Merimies, they had never grown used to forced servitude, and while the Kahkanese servant may have been willing to trade one master for another, they were unwilling to take on a first.

“Forgive us,” a deep, clear voice rings through the room, drawing the Agori’s eyes toward the source, “but we cannot accept your offer of servitude.”

Konttori fixes an icy glare at the defiant speaker; however, while most Agori would be intimidated into silence by her presence alone, her chilled rage had no effect on the mentally deranged hermit.

“As I am sure you know, we crashed on the shores of Old Elysium before we could arrive here. There, after numerous trials, we communed with the spirit of Emperor Alphinaud, who told us of a way by which we may free this world of the threat of the Tar.” Beowulf draws from a bag the Zanarkandic compass, which glows with etherial light.

“There, he bestowed us with this relic; a compass which points not at magnetic poles but towards the power of gods. For in a crater in the north awaits a divine machine, created by five of the strongest Elysian Gods. We have been tasked with gathering relics of these five gods to sacrifice in an effort to reactivate the machine, to purge this world of infection. We set out from our island home to seek a cure, and will not stop in our pursuit because a prophet demands us to submit.”

The Oracle lets out a laugh, a thin, hissing noise that scrapes the ears of the party. “Do you truly expect me to believe that you could commune with the dead? Enough play, you will follow me to-“

“Forgive my interruption, again,” Beowulf says, his eyes glimmering with humor, “but if you are so ready to believe that the children of Agori, the rebel whose name you seem to fear more than that of the demon Sur’kosh, who devastated Elysium a thousand years ago, would so readily submit as servants, then I would expect you readily accept that the immortal emperor of Elysium may in fact retain life to even this day. For at least, that has some historical credence.”

Konttori tightly purses her lips as she bores holes into Beowulf, but the hermit remains unbothered as he continues rambling. “Honestly, I doubt that you’ve brought us here to be common servants. It would be far more cost effective to purchase slaves from this mainland, than to spend tenfold the price on resources to deliver us from the ocean. If you wished us dead, then again, it would be far cheaper to have allowed the mighty Leviathan to strike down our ship and drown our crew. I believe you desire to prevent our aim to heal the world for some selfish goal, some paranoid fear that we have some role in an imagined plot to undermine your power. I assure you, until you decided to interfere in our fates, we had no knowledge of your existence, let alone of any surviving societies on Palamecia. Let not fear of our religious apathy cloud your judgement; we have no desire to affect your position.”

The hermit absentmindedly cracks his knuckles, creating a loud pop at each joint, which echoed through the room. “That brings us to a crossroads. Either you can be reasonable, and let some perhaps foolhardy adventurers continue on their ill-fated mission, or we can paint this chamber a deep crimson, and then resume our quest in equal number to when we entered. I personally would vastly prefer the first option, but as we are but guests, it is appropriate to give you the choice.”

This time, it is Beowulf who fixes Konttori with a vile glare. “My teacher long ago taught me that there is no true destiny, which determined the future. He used his life as an anecdote; priests predicted that his life would be one of mundanity and labor, and he defied them and became a hero who saved a nation from divine corruption. Choose wisely, Kontorri: what you have seen may not hold if you choose blindly and foolishly."
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| September 23, 2018, 12:53 am
Pepeke face-palmed. "We're SO gonna get killed for this."
He walked over to Beowulf. "Um... take it easy. I think we should wait and see what's gonna happen."
Even as Pepeke said this, his hands started to crackle with nervous energy. (literal energy)
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| September 23, 2018, 2:19 pm
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke face-palmed. "We're SO gonna get killed for this."
He walked over to Beowulf. "Um... take it easy. I think we should wait and see what's gonna happen."
Even as Pepeke said this, his hands started to crackle with nervous energy. (literal energy)


Beowulf shakes his head. "The frog that waits to see is boiled alive. I refuse to sit by idly and sacrifice the opportunity to make an autonomous choice, when such failure forfeits our mission." He looks away from Pepeke, to again gaze in Konttori's direction.

"Again, the decision is yours, Oracle. I hope that my faith in your rationality is not misplaced, and that you shall not seek unnecessary bloodshed."
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| September 23, 2018, 3:30 pm
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Quoting Dark Aeon

Konttori remained fixed; though she had at first expressed great frustration at Beowulf's impudence, the more he went on with the cocky demeanour of being in control, the blanker she became.

Beneath her helmet, she had broken out into a wide, toothy smile. A soft, silky chuckle emanated from beneath the ivory mask before she spoke again.

"Unnecessary bloodshed, good Beowulf? You of course would know about that, wouldn't you? Tell me, great hermit, did they ALL have to die?"

Beowulf scowled and tensed up; now the shoe was on the other foot.

"You are very much like dear master Ramza, Beowulf; you do so enjoy the power, the control, being the only one in the room who knows what's going on; never let that calm demeanour slip my friend, or your friends might just pay the consequences."

Merimies, who had stepped back beside his party, attempted to lay a calming hand on Beowulf, only to have it smacked away; this was deeply affecting his tall friend, and was clearly in a mood with Merimies for having so quickly stepped forth; the haggard Agori shamefully looked towards Konttori, his sheathed blade at the ready.

"Fine," Konttori hissed in a rather loud voice, "you want to know why you are here? It was not to make you my slaves, don't flatter yourselves. Rather, a madman makes his way to the Citadel: he is the Heretic, and if he is allowed to run rampant then the Mainland will suffer a curse far worse than that of the Tar...!"

"I learned in a vision that his arrival would be signalled by the arrival of the sons of Agori, on a boat from afar. This is why I had Bokeh bring you here; the vision also said that the only way to avert the Heretic's coming is if you were brought immediately to here and were not allowed to leave; you would not have been slaves, though you would have been permanent guests here."

"But if what you say is true, that you stopped off in Old Elysium before coming here, then it is already too late; the Heretic's arrival is already set into motion."

"You give me a choice, children of Agori? To work together or to fight? Why, you yourselves have already made the choice! I see good Pepeke's hands crackling with energy, mighty Kae grips her chain as does humble Merimies; you yourself, now I have hinted at your ugly past, are now chomping at the bit to kill me, Beowulf. If it is a fight you want, Agori, then you shall have it!"

Thus she spoke, and then immediately signalled for Kapoido's departure. Like a quiet and humble dog, the king obeyed, leaving the throne empty. With great spectacle, she somersaulted over the Agori's heads, landing on the seat of the throne just behind them. She stood tall and impressive perched on the seat, stood side by side with a large metal sculpture, a wireframe of a great arrow pointing upwards, laced with jewels.

She stepped forth, two enormous wands forming in her hands, ready for combat.

"Gentle Agori, you have come further than your little feet were ever meant to carry you, braved countless dangers and proved yourselves true heroes... you've done more than enough; now take your rest..."

[Begin Combat]

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 500
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 23, 2018, 5:42 pm
Pepeke made a fist, which crackled with energy. "Lady, you've been asking for this every since you showed your ugly face." He blasted her with magic.
Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 483
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]

Pepeke level 8
hp 7
atk 5
mag 17
chg 3
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| September 23, 2018, 6:15 pm
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Pikau(Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

"You're a real master of negotiations, Beowulf!" Pikau shouts sarcastically as he dodges a magical burst. Turning around, he sees Tuhinga apprehensively drawing his weapon, fear clearly plastered on his face. Pikau made an uncharacteristically snap decision.

"Tuhinga! Round up Rongo and anyone else that can be spared and get back to the antechamber! We need to protect Runsas and Asahina and keep the Oracle from summoning reinforcements! I'll cover you!" Pikau let out a reptilian bellow and rushed the towering Queen, kukri poised to strike. Konttori swept the Agori off his feet with one of her wands, slamming him against the ceiling with a seemingly effortless grace. "One hardly needs to see the future to anticipate that attack, little Agori." She chuckled menacingly.

As Pikau began to fall to the floor, he got a good view of the battlefield and immediately regretted his decision to send part of the group away. Now the number of ready weapons was considerably lessened, and against their most powerful foe yet. That was stupid, he was stupid. And oh yeah, he was still falling.

"Somebody catch me please!!!"


Pikau(LVL8)
HP:10(-5 for flyswatting)
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 483
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 23, 2018, 10:44 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau(Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

"You're a real master of negotiations, Beowulf!" Pikau shouts sarcastically as he dodges a magical burst. Turning around, he sees Tuhinga apprehensively drawing his weapon, fear clearly plastered on his face. Pikau made an uncharacteristically snap decision.

"Tuhinga! Round up Rongo and anyone else that can be spared and get back to the antechamber! We need to protect Runsas and Asahina and keep the Oracle from summoning reinforcements! I'll cover you!" Pikau let out a reptilian bellow and rushed the towering Queen, kukri poised to strike. Konttori swept the Agori off his feet with one of her wands, slamming him against the ceiling with a seemingly effortless grace. "One hardly needs to see the future to anticipate that attack, little Agori." She chuckled menacingly.

As Pikau began to fall to the floor, he got a good view of the battlefield and immediately regretted his decision to send part of the group away. Now the number of ready weapons was considerably lessened, and against their most powerful foe yet. That was stupid, he was stupid. And oh yeah, he was still falling.

"Somebody catch me please!!!"


Pikau(LVL8)
HP:10(-5 for flyswatting)
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 483
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]

People can and caught pikau and set him down. "Lets do this."
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| September 24, 2018, 12:14 am
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Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Tuhinga! Round up Rongo and anyone else that can be spared and get back to the antechamber! We need to protect Runsas and Asahina and keep the Oracle from summoning reinforcements! I'll cover you!" Pikau let out a reptilian bellow and rushed the towering Queen, kukri poised to strike.

"Good idea!" Tuhinga called back to Pikau. He gathered Rongo and some others, and they worked their back to the chamber where Runsas resided, struggling to fight off any resistance along the way. Finally, they reached the chamber. Runsas, Ashina and all of their belongings were still there. Tuhinga quickly told Ashina what was going on, and then the group gathered the supplies together, piling all that they could onto the available carts. They could hear footsteps outside the chamber, and they all braced for combat...
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| September 24, 2018, 1:27 am
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Kae (Level 8)
HP: 12
STR: 17
MAG:
CHG: 3
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Kae was ready for this fight, her elegant long-sword already drawn. She charged at the Holy Oracle, her sword raised. Reaching the Oracle, she swung with all her might at Konttori's leg. The Holy Oracle simply stood there and watched the pitiful attack bounce off her armor harmlessly. Konttori smirked, kicking away the bothersome attacker. "You poor Agori, you stand no match for me." she said, turning her attention to the other Agori. Kae was sent flying through the air, and came crashing to the floor. On the brink of unconsciousness, she lay there, dazed.

Kae (Level 8)
HP: 7 (-5)
STR: 17
MAG:
CHG: 3
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 466 (-17)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 1:45 am
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"Oh Kae," the Oracle mused, stepping towards the dazed Agori, "all that pretense of toughness when deep down you're just as vulnerable as the others... trust me, your weakness will cost you dear in the end...!"

Konttori then staggered forth, crying out as a sharp pain penetrated her calves. Whirling around in mid-stumble, she came face to face with Merimies, blade in hand.

"Away from her!" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

"-and where does this sudden loyalty come from, good servant?" Konttori taunted calmly, her wands glowing bright, "last I recall, you were the first to step forth when I called you- have all these years dulled your mind to servitude, or is there something deep and dark within you that you are hiding?"

With that, she blasted him with a great stream of energy, sending him flying across the room.

"Soon you will bleed, Merimies, and then it'll all come out- they'll see you for exactly who you are!"

Thus she spoke, and then whirled around to the other Agori: "would anyone else like their prophecy read?"

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11 (-6)
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 454 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 8:40 am
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Quoting Daniel H.
Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Tuhinga! Round up Rongo and anyone else that can be spared and get back to the antechamber! We need to protect Runsas and Asahina and keep the Oracle from summoning reinforcements! I'll cover you!" Pikau let out a reptilian bellow and rushed the towering Queen, kukri poised to strike.

"Good idea!" Tuhinga called back to Pikau. He gathered Rongo and some others, and they worked their back to the chamber where Runsas resided, struggling to fight off any resistance along the way. Finally, they reached the chamber. Runsas, Ashina and all of their belongings were still there. Tuhinga quickly told Ashina what was going on, and then the group gathered the supplies together, piling all that they could onto the available carts. They could hear footsteps outside the chamber, and they all braced for combat...

Crashing through the door, two clerics entered the room, their staffs at the ready;

"What- you're supposed to be with the Oracle! What's going on here?"
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| September 24, 2018, 8:43 am
Quoting Wertman 8
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"Oh Kae," the Oracle mused, stepping towards the dazed Agori, "all that pretense of toughness when deep down you're just as vulnerable as the others... trust me, your weakness will cost you dear in the end...!"

Konttori then staggered forth, crying out as a sharp pain penetrated her calves. Whirling around in mid-stumble, she came face to face with Merimies, blade in hand.

"Away from her!" he shouted in a hoarse voice.

"-and where does this sudden loyalty come from, good servant?" Konttori taunted calmly, her wands glowing bright, "last I recall, you were the first to step forth when I called you- have all these years dulled your mind to servitude, or is there something deep and dark within you that you are hiding?"

With that, she blasted him with a great stream of energy, sending him flying across the room.

"Soon you will bleed, Merimies, and then it'll all come out- they'll see you for exactly who you are!"

Thus she spoke, and then whirled around to the other Agori: "would anyone else like their prophecy read?"

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11 (-6)
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 454 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]

"*sigh* another fight? Seriously? Yes! I've been wanting to raise Hades for a while now! Hehehehehee!" Rua-Bo-Ye chucked all of his remaining gourds all over the room. "They're starting to get old so may as well use 'em up!" The Oracle was quite confused about all the gourds laying on the floor.

"Hey Lady!? The only one around here that needs their prophesy read is yours!"

"What is this foolishness?" she said taking a swing at the Alchemist, who just manages to dodge.

"Foolishness? What are you talking about? THIS IS SHEAR MADNESS!!! Mwaaahaha-HAIYA!!!" Rua-Bo-Ye flung a Fire ball right at the Oracle, damaging her and taking her by surprise. Rua-Bo-Yee then once again barely dodged a blow and rolled away to strike later.

Rua-Bo-Ye Lv.8
HP: 11
STR: 0
MAG: 18
CHR: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 436 (-18)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 8:55 am
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Quoting Wertman 8
Crashing through the door, two clerics entered the room, their staffs at the ready;

"What- you're supposed to be with the Oracle! What's going on here?"

Rongo stepped forward, tipping his fedora cordially and carefully positioning himself so as to block their view of the unconscious soldiers stacked in the corner. "Pardon the confusion, lads. We were sent back 'ere to bring Runsas to her Holiness for inspection, nothing to get in a tizzy about."

The Clerics looked at each other, clearly not buying the ruse. Then the sound of an explosion echoed into the antechamber and they began to push past the good doctor. "Enough of your nonsense, quack! You will all remain here until another one of us comes to fetch you, then you will be severely punished for- UGH!" The reprimand was cut short as Rongo slammed the two Clerics' heads together with such force that it rattled their masks. Then he grabbed their arms in turn and flipped them over his shoulder, sending them with a thud into the wall.

"Ah, been a while since I've 'ad a real good brawl, my martial art skills are a tad rusty. I meant to throw them into the corner with the others. Oh well. Looks like our cover's blown lads, barricade the door!" Rongo shouts as the sounds of fighting behind them and running feet in front of them grow steadily louder...
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| September 24, 2018, 10:07 am
Pepeke jumped up and landed on the Oracle's back, right where she couldn't reach. "This-is-for-hurting-Pikau!" He screamed, whilst repeatedly blasting her with magic. The Oracle reached back and swatted him with her wand, sending him flying across the room. "Ouch." coughed Pepeke.

Pekepe, level 8
hp 2 (-5)
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2 (-1)

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 418 (-18)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 12:14 pm
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Quoting Shining TORPedo

Joven followed the orders of rongo placing his hammer in between the handles, as well as putting his back to the door to hold it shut.
"what's going on in there?" a soldier yelled at the door after pushing on it to no avail.
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| September 24, 2018, 1:34 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Lvl: 8
HP:15
Atk: 14
Chrg: 3

"Why are you doing this Oracle?!" Ramses demanded with his and comrades weapons readied. "Why are you abusing such powers for your means?!"

Stronoff and Hiiro charge in, Hiiro swung his sword and Stronoff leap over to thrust his spear at her.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 404 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 4:34 pm
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Pikau(LVL8)
HP:10
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Pikau picks up his kukri and readies his whip, waiting for Konttori to be distracted before attacking. Hiiro and Stronoff's double team was his opening. As the towering Oracle twists to avoid further strikes, Pikau slides under her legs and entangles them with his whip. With a grunt, he pulls the Oracle off her feet.

As she slams into the ground, he dashes to deliver a swift slice to her hand with his kukri, making her drop one of her wands. Quickly snatching it away, he begins to move to the other side of the room before being racked with sudden pain. As he collapses, Pikau realizes that the wand is now coursing with magical lightning, the current preventing him from letting go. The Queen begins to stand as he lies trembling on the floor.

Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4(-6 for magic security system)
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 390 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 5:24 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori extended a hand, and the sizzling wand flew straight back into her palm. Gripping it tightly, she whirled back round to Ramses.

"Now where were we? Oh yes, you wanted to know why I was 'abusing my power?'" the Oracle taunted, parrying strikes from Hirro and Stronoff, "I do not know- why do you traipse an entire family away from your homeland, including your maid, to cure your mother? You care not for the Tar, nor for the safety of your island- your goals are entirely selfish!"

"Truly, if you loved her, you would have stayed, Ramses... but now she's dying of that poison, rotting away all by herself, because you were too much of a coward to stay and watch her die!"

All three heroes, boiling with fury at Konttori's slander, dashed forth with weapons readied for the kill. In their enraged carelessness however, they could not avoid Konttori's next attack; a wave of magic energy knocked them to the floor, while Konttori stepped cockily away.

"Now, where did that bothersome Rahi-tamer go?" Konttori sang as she playfully searched for Pikau.

Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses (Level 8)
HP: 9 (-6)
ATK: 14
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 390
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 9:27 pm
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Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Pikau was left gasping on the floor as the wand ripped from his grasp, the electricity still running its course. With little in the way of options, and his strength nearing its limit, Pikau ran out of the room...

Quoting Wertman 8
"Now, where did that bothersome Rahi-tamer go?" Konttori sang as she playfully searched for Pikau.


"Right where you left me, witch!" a voice echoed into the chamber, its origin unknown. As Konttori tried to pinpoint the defiant cry, she became aware of another sound, that of pounding hoof beats...

"PREDICT THIS!"

(3 CHARGE used)

Runsas barreled into the room, Pikau on his back. The tremendous boar lowers its head and rams Konttori squarely in the chest, plowing her through the elaborate throne and into the wall behind it. Pikau leaps off Runsas's back and clings to the Oracle, delivering repeated slashes with his kukri. "Runsas, get out of here!" he shouts as he continues his assault. The boar steps back hesitantly, reluctant to leave his new friend in this fight. "GO NOW!" Pikau yells, as Konttori begins to regain her senses. As Runsas turns and heads back to the antechamber, Pikau drops off the Oracle and begins to make his escape, but is collared by the angered Konttori. As she lifts him up to her eye level, Pikau feels a terrible dread creep over him...


Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:0(-3)

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 373(-17)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 10:24 pm
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 12
STR: 16
MAG: 1
CHG: 2 (-1)
RELIC: The Waiting One's Sword

Pontel brandished his twin blades, but upon second thought realized they probably weren't gonna cut it. Placing them back upon his hips he pulled out the Waiting One's Greatsword. Pontel charged forward, her back was turned as she got smashed into a wall "Die, witch!" Pontel yelled as he swung his sword. The Oracle turned just in time to block with her staves, dropping Pikau as she did so. the force of the attack smashed her into the wall even more so. "I shall show you mercy and kill you quickly." Pontel spat at the Oracle, putting himself in a defensive stance.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 364 (-19)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]


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| September 24, 2018, 10:43 pm
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Kae (Level 8)
HP: 7
STR: 17
MAG:
CHG: 3
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Kae pulled herself up off the floor, having finally recovered from her crash. She picked up her beloved sword, which was lying on the ground, and turned to where the Holy Oracle stood. Suddenly the mighty Runsas plowed into Konttori, sending her crashing through her throne. The boar escaped, and Pontel now attacked the Holy Oracle. Kae dashed toward the beautiful giant, pulling out a dagger with her free hand as she did so. She followed up Pontel's attack by burying her dagger deep into Konttori's leg, slipping just between the armor plates. She quickly pulled out the blade, and rolled backwards, regrouping with the other Agori.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 347 (-17)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 24, 2018, 11:42 pm
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“Come on, snap out of it.”

Beowulf stood perfectly frozen, muscles tense. How had she known? It was a secret he had kept deadly since he discovered it; a truth he paid for with twelve years of self-imposed exile. If she knew, then what power did he have against her, in his current state.?

“Snap out of it!”

In the corner of his eye, a shadowy silhouette stares into his soul. “We haven’t come this far to die now, and let your work go in vain. We must not go in vain.”

Beowulf slowly shakes his head, trying to regain control. If he failed now...

“Beowulf!” A familiar voice cries out. The Kakhanese fisherman runs past him, harpoon brandished. “We are fighting, Master, and need your strength now more than ever!”

The hermit turns to the sound of the fighting, watching as Konttori pummels Pontel and Pikau. Wordlessly, he draws his blade, spinning its sedated edge as he runs forth. He would have to do to her as he had done to all others.
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“Mercy, you say? Do you wish to kill me quickly, as you hoped that demon would do to your friends?” Konttori smiles beneath her mask as she strode towards Pontel, watching as he tensed up.

“I didn’t summon it! It was an accident!” The Agori protests, but Konttori clucks her lips, silencing him.

“You say that, but how are your friends to know what is an accident or intent, when you so easily would rob them blind of their most valued possessions? Have you told him yet?” She turns to gaze at Pikau, still smiling. “Have you asked him, Pikau, where your dear—agh!”

The Oracle cries out as a metal spike penetrates her chest, forcing her to her knees. Beowulf vaults over Konttori’s prone form as he rips his blade from her torso, spraying blood across the room.

“Looks like even you bleed. Not as almighty as you thought, eh?”

Grunting, the Oracle stands. A brilliant light glows from the inflicted wound; when it vanishes, it is closed, armor and flesh removed by godly power. She laughs, but is dismayed when Beowulf only grants her a blank stare.

“We already fought someone who could regenerate. Of course, when he did it, it was much cooler; he had these tendrils of flesh that—“ a bolt of lightning whizzes past, forcing Beowulf to shut his mouth and dodge.

“I’ve had enough of you, you Ar’Gri stain,” Konttori mumbles as she lunges towards Beowulf, staves swung high.

Beowulf, Level 8
HP: 7
STR: 22
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 325 (-22)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 25, 2018, 12:22 am
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Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:0

Pikau blinks. Is she talking about... that? His brain goes into overdrive, pulling almost forgotten observations from the abyss of memory. Anger begins to swell inside him as all the pieces finally fit into place. Fists clenched, he turns to Pontel, rage in his eyes...

The sound of lightning pulls him back to the present. Pikau looks up to see Konttori lunging at Beowulf, wands ready to strike.

Anger had made a mess of him once before, and he knew the group couldn't afford that kind of setback now. Oh how he hated being rational sometimes. He unclenched his fists and turned from Pontel to fetch his whip. "You and me are going to have words later, Pontel! Strong words!" Pikau shouts behind him as he rushes to aid Beowulf, who just barely managed to block the Oracle's onslaught. Lashing as she lifted her staves to strike again, his whip tore her flowing purple cape asunder and carved a path down her spine. as the Oracle shrieked with surprise and pain, Pikau beat a hasty retreat towards cover, knowing he couldn't take another hit...



Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 311(-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 25, 2018, 7:40 am
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori was beginning to lose her temper, though deep down she did admire their technique: to strike from many angles and then to disappear. Whirling around, she attempted to lock on to one or the other, but to no avail.

"Impressive strategy, children of Agori; though I know you're only doing this because you are too weak to face me... what hope do you think you have of surviving the Mainland if THIS is the way you fight? This trickery won't work against the Heretic, you know- nothing will!"

Suddenly, she managed to swipe one of the Agori- namely, Beowulf- with a free hand; with great force, she choke-slammed him into the floor with a mighty crash.

"I'm sorry, Beowulf- but that slicing blade attack really DID hurt...!"

Her dark chuckle was interrupted with a yell of pain; while she had been distracted, Merimies had leaped up onto her back, planting his harpoon-tip deep into her shoulders. Konttori staggered around in bewildered pain, trying to shake Merimies off.

"She's open, Masters- somebody strike!"

Beowulf (Level 8)
HP: 2 (-5)
STR: 22 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 299 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 25, 2018, 8:16 am
Nyx swerved from a shadow, a torrent of dark mana pulsing outwards to slam into Kontorri. The proud Elysian ducked into another shadow, attempting to blend in.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 9 (+1)
ATK: 1
MAG: 19 (+2)
Charge: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 280 (-19)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 25, 2018, 8:23 am
Quoting Wondering Person
Nyx swerved from a shadow, a torrent of dark mana pulsing outwards to slam into Kontorri. The proud Elysian ducked into another shadow, attempting to blend in.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 9 (+1)
ATK: 1
MAG: 19 (+2)
Charge: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 280 (-19)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]

Taking this opportunity Rua-Bo-Ye flings another Fire Ball attack at the Oracle as he runs to find a different hiding place. He ducks behind the remains of the thrown. 'I wonder what Pontel and the others are thinking about letting the Boar live now?' the alchemist thought.

Rua-Bo-Ye Lv.8
HP: 11
STR: 0
MAG: 18
CHR: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 262 (-18)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]
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| September 25, 2018, 10:34 am
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Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)

Joven
HP: 21
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 3

Taking advantage of the distraction of Rua-Bo-Ye's fireball, Joven takes his hammer and smashes it into the Oracles stomach, and continuing to slide under her legs to safety.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 254 (-8)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]

Joven
HP: 21
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 3

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| September 25, 2018, 10:51 am
Pepeke got up from the ground, wiping blood from his mouth. He glared up at Kontorri and charged towards her, screaming at the top of his lungs. When he reached her, he sent tendrils of lightning flying from his fingertips to her body.
Pepeke, lvl 8
hp 2
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, level 168
hp 237 (-17)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 6
Relic: to be revealed
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| September 25, 2018, 11:26 am
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Just before Pepeke's lightening hit, Konttori raised her staffs; with a piercing crackle, the lightning surged into the wands, which thus began to glow and shudder with tremendous energy. Konttori dropped the wands as smoke erupted from her hands, watching the tools shatter into tiny fragments upon hitting the ground. Konttori took a few steps back; her weapons were no more.

"No... No!" she howled in fury as it slowly began to dawn upon her, "I have not done all this, I did not slave all these years, slowly rising in the ranks of the Iron Citadel, I did not absorb the soul of Ihanne and become a demigod for THIS! To be defeated by a gaggle of uncouth peasants from Botana!"

Rushing back to the throne, she clamped her still smouldering hands around a large metal structure, stood prettily beside Kapoido's chair; with one great heave, she yanked the metal icon out of the ground and brandished it in her hands like a weapon.

"I am SO close to finally reaching and destroying that foul wench Ihanne, for all the suffering her poxy religion forced upon me, and I am NOT going to let you stop me!"

Thus she roared, and the great icon surged with energy; she jabbed it forth like a pike and a great stream of light shot out. It was poor Joven that the great light hit, flinging him back across the throne room and crashing through the tremendous double doors. The other Agori shuddered in horror at the Oracle's newfound power.

"I'll say it again Agori: you've done enough, now submit!"

Joven (Level 8)
HP: 10 (-11)
STR:8 MAG:0
CHG: 3

[PHASE 2 BEGIN]

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle (level 168)
HP: 250 (+13)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 5 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 11:49 am
Pepeke's eyes widened. "No fair! Why do you get that?!"

He formed a large fireball and threw it at Kontorri.

Pepeke, level 8
hp 2
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle lvl 168
hp 233
atk 5
mag 6
chg 5
relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 12:46 pm
Pontel Gunn
HP: 12
STR: 16
MAG: 1
CHA: 0 (-2)
RELIC: The Waiting One's Greatsword

Pontel was on the move, staying in the Oracle's blind spots, ducking in and out behind rubble. "So if you truly think that I summoned that demon upon my own will, then you best be praying. Praying that I do not possess the power to summon monstrosities at will, lest I strike you down with an army." Pontel mocked as he continued to run. An Elysian solider busted through the now damaged twin doors, yelling as he came, "Your holiness! I shall prote-" a swift attack from the agori at the door silenced him. The Oracle turned to face the doors. angered, she lifted the staff readying for her attack. Pontel jumped out from behind a pile of crumbling stone, he rammed his great blade into her back. She screamed in agony. The weight of Pontel still holding the blade made it slide down, nearly cutting the Oracle in two. Pontel ran off to hide yet again, leaving the Oracle withering in pain on the floor, the healing process already beginning.

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle (level 168)
HP: 211 (-22)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 5
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

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| September 25, 2018, 12:51 pm
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Things were not going well in the antechamber.

Once the door finally broke down, Joven had left to aid the others in fighting the Oracle, leaving the flood of foot soldiers and clerics to the rest of the group. They had pushed them back and barricaded the door twice now, and twice the tide of opposition had poured into the increasingly cramped antechamber. Now they were fighting on a floor of fallen opponents, and all were feeling the fatigue of constant battle.

"One got away!" Asahina screamed as an Elysian soldier slipped though the chaos and towards the throne room, a defiant proclamation on his lips. "Your holiness! I shall prote-"

"Never mind him, lassie," calls Rongo as he delivers a swift uppercut to a celric's face, "see if you can get Runsas to stand in that hallway and keep anyone else from getting past us."

Asahina guided the massive animal into the hallway, effectively blocking the path for any more enemies, then hurried down the hallway to check on her three companions...
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| September 25, 2018, 1:36 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori extended a hand, and the sizzling wand flew straight back into her palm. Gripping it tightly, she whirled back round to Ramses.

"Now where were we? Oh yes, you wanted to know why I was 'abusing my power?'" the Oracle taunted, parrying strikes from Hirro and Stronoff, "I do not know- why do you traipse an entire family away from your homeland, including your maid, to cure your mother? You care not for the Tar, nor for the safety of your island- your goals are entirely selfish!"

"Truly, if you loved her, you would have stayed, Ramses... but now she's dying of that poison, rotting away all by herself, because you were too much of a coward to stay and watch her die!"

All three heroes, boiling with fury at Konttori's slander, dashed forth with weapons readied for the kill. In their enraged carelessness however, they could not avoid Konttori's next attack; a wave of magic energy knocked them to the floor, while Konttori stepped cockily away.

"Now, where did that bothersome Rahi-tamer go?" Konttori sang as she playfully searched for Pikau.

Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses (Level 8)
HP: 9 (-6)
ATK: 14
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 390
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be revealed]


Hiiro, Ramses, and Stronoff
HP: 6
Atck: 14
Charge: 3

The three struggled to get up as Hiiro was still enraged by the Oracle slander while Asahina hid in fear worried about the others.

"I'm beginning to see you what you're truly are Konttori..." Stronoff said as he regain his stance this caught her attention. "You're nothing, but a lying, vain, parasitic, cowardly, manipulative, sadistic HAG with an ego problem!" He called her out as this infuriated her as she was about to fire her spell only for the Ihanne's Icon to be pushed by the Imperial Lancer spear.

Hiiro and Ramses ready their swords before charing at her.

"We didn't join our new comrades for our own benefits!" Hiiro retorted. "It was to repay them for helping us through the hardship we'd endure along the way!" He stroke with his sword.

"Putting the needs of others before our own isn't a sign of selfishness nor cowardance, but quite the opposite! I doubt that my mother would want me to be staying home and worried about the worse!" Ramses joined in. "She would've done the same if me or Hiiro were in her position!" He delivered two slashes at her as he passed by her. "Normally I wouldn't hurt a lady, but for you Witch I'll make a exception!"

"We do care about the Island and it's people!" Stronoff jumped up in the air. "Until a cure is found and the Tar is thrawted!" He spun his spear before thrusting it at her. "We will never stop fighting!"

Asahina smiled, but still worried as the battle was far from over.

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle (level 168)
HP: 197 (-14)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 5
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

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| September 25, 2018, 1:58 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"You've quite a tongue, Stronoff!" Konttori shrieked, powering up her lance, "How finely the cruelty sets in once formality is removed! You know, its for villains like you that I set out to take down Ihanne once and for all!"

"Once I have obtained enough power, I shall enter the Pantheon as a God- not for myself, but rather to slay every last one of the monsters; to rid the world of that divine tyranny, that is TRUE selflessness! You will never understand, which is why I can't allow you to interfere!"

Practically screaming those final words, she shot off a second blast from Ihanne's Icon, knocking Stronoff straight to the ground in the haze. Hirro and Ramses diligently rushed to see to their master; as much as they wanted to make Konttori pay for her cruel and senseless words, they agreed to protect Stronoff for the remainder of the fight.

Meanwhile, Konttori leaped back into the centre of the room, spinning the Icon as a ballet dancer would their partner. Landing gracefully, she sought out the next attacker.

"Are you ready to yield yet, Agori? All of this can cease if you just concede, and we can go back to being friends again...!"

Hiiro, Ramses, and Stronoff (Level 8)
HP: 0 (-6)
Atck: 14
Charge: 3

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle (level 168)
HP: 197
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 2:24 pm
Asahina gasped in shock of what just happen as she couldn't bear to watch as her master sons and new friends suffer any longer. She knew she had to do something end this.

"Please stop!" She shouted as she stood between Konttori and the three heroes.

"Asahina, what are you doing?!" Ramses exclaimed. "This isn't safe!" He cried out of cocnern for the maid.

"Please, you must get to safety!" Hiiro begged as he couldn't bear to another life endanger.

"Konttori, you said that you were forced into this religion?" Asahina questioned. "In a way you're what I could've been if Mistress Ishtar hadn't save me from being sent into a slave camp when my parents." She said while trembling. "Do you honestly believe that revenge will make the pain go away? What you're doing is out of pure hatred and selfishness! Do you even realize that your actions is bring harm to everyone around you?!" She exclaimed as she refused to abandon her friends with her eyes close ready for the worse to come.
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| September 25, 2018, 3:49 pm
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Amidst all the fighting and hate, the last sound anyone expected to hear was laughter. Yet there it was: true, bountiful laughter; the deepest rumble from the belly of humor. Konttori whipped around to the source of the noise: Beowulf, who slowly stood from the crater of tiles he’d been slammed into, with no visible signs of injury.

“Oh, Konttori, you think that what you’re doing is altruistic. How cute!” Konttori snarls as Beowulf strides down, unarmed.

“Let me tell you a tale, Oracle. Many thousands of years ago, ten sandmen peered behind the veil of reality and discovered the secrets to becoming gods. At first, they vowed to use their powers for the ‘greater good’; to overthrow the corrupt Elysian Pantheon and grant peace to their people. However, they soon became corrupt with power, and subjugated the average Elysian, rendering them slaves.

“A thousand years ago, a group of knights shocked the world as they vanquished the Sandmen God-Kings, using a new magic that the world had never seen before. However, they refused the thrones of gods, convinced that doing so would destroy their kinship with their fellow Elysians. They took their powers to the grave, vowing to not be trapped as the God-Kings were.

“And now you’re here, hellbent on seizing a role in the Pantheon to strike down the other gods. You are falling into their trap, for once you are a god, even if you succeed in striking down the old Pantheon, what stops you from becoming a new tyrant? You are tyrannical enough now without having ascended. And furthermore, in each of those ages, each one who stood against the reigning gods was branded a certain title, one you believe was heralded by our arrival, to bring ruin to this land:

“A Heretic.”

Beowulf laughs as Konttori stands in angered shock. Could this Agori be right, or was he simply bending the truth to sway her from the path she had been pursuing? No, he must be lying. She would not be swayed.

“Don’t believe me? Well, I believe what I’ve said. If what you say is true, that one known as ‘Heretic’ will bring a greater ruin to this world than the Tar has brought, and what I have deduced it true, that you are a heretic, then that makes it our moral obligation, in our path to save this world, to strike you down.” The hermit rushes forth as he draws his shield, slamming into the Oracle and sending both toppling to the ground.

“Get out of here, Asahina,” Beowulf said as he grappled with the Oracle, trying to catch her in a chokehold. “We gave her the opportunity to choose peace, to spare everyone this violence; she was the one who chose to attack first."


Beowulf, Level 8
HP: 2
STR: 22
CHG: 3

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 175 (-22)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 4:07 pm
Asahina nodded to comply with Beowulf orders before Hiiro took her to safety while Ramses stood guard over Stronoff.
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| September 25, 2018, 4:32 pm
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Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:0

As the Hermit and the Queen grappled, Pikau leapt from cover and delivered a hasty slash with his kukri before hopping back behind some rubble.

Pikau(LVL8)
HP:4
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:0

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 161 (-14)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack
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| September 25, 2018, 4:34 pm
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Quoting Dark Aeon

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"No... no, no! That can't be it! I'd have known otherwise... I couldn't have misread the prophecy! I am the Holy Oracle!" she blabbered in a panic, her grip weakening as the Agori closed in on her throat.

Then, as if gripped by some supernatural survival instinct, a great surge of strength soared through her limbs; she sprang upward, pushing Beowulf down onto the floor with her overpowering might. Once she had regained a sturdy foothold, she lifted the Agori up in one hand and tossed him across the room, watching as he crashed headlong into a thick column of marble.

She then turned to Asahina; "What would you know about pain?! I am the one who has suffered! I have been in pain my whole life! Here, let me demonstrate-!"

However, before she could lay a finger on poor Asahina, a figure leaped onto her back and stabbed her once again; she let out a blood-curdling howl, like a beast in pain.

"No! You will hurt no one else!" Merimies cried out in fury; once again, Konttori struggled to reach her assailant, leaving her open for yet another attack.

Beowulf (Level 8)
HP: 0 (-2)
STR: 22
CHG: 3

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 149 (-12)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 4:34 pm
Pontel Gunn
HP: 12
STR: 16
MAG: 1
CHA: 0
RELIC: The Waiting One's Greatsword

Pontel panted behind the rumble, wielding the Greatsword had taken it's toll. He sheathed it upon his back. He grabbed his twin saw blades, peeking up over the rubble he looked just in time to see the Oracle turn towards the maid. Pontel saw the opening and hurdled over the rubble, rushing over to the Oracle he slid by, slashing her face. Her face quickly reformed but it was now a disfigured mess, more befitting of this wretch. Pontel charged back, jumping onto the Oracle to attack again.

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 133 (-16)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 4:35 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori whirled Merimies off his shoulders and went for the Icon; an instant later she had it readied and pointed at the advancing Pontel.

"You've irritated me long enough!"

A great blast sent him sprawling.

Pontel Gunn (Level 8)
HP: 1 (-11)
STR: 16 MAG: 1
CHG: 0
RELIC: The Waiting One's Greatsword

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 133
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 4:40 pm
Stronoff struggled to get up despite his wounds from that witch of a Oracle. He picked up his spear as he looked at Merimies. "Use this to give her one for me...!" He tossed it to Merimies to help in finishing Konttori before collosping to the ground if Ramses and Hiiro haven't caught him in time as Asahina prayed that they'll stop her.
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| September 25, 2018, 4:56 pm
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Kae (Level 8)
HP: 3 (-4 For use of SS)
STR: 34 (+17)
MAG:
CHG: 2 (-1)
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Kae lurked in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike. She saw Konttori throw off Mermies, and reach for her Icon. As she blasted Pontel, Kae dashed towards the Holy Oracle, calling on the power of the Sigma Scripture as she did so. Pain coursed through her body, followed by immense strength. Kae raised her blade and leapt at Konttori’s outstretched arm, which held the Icon. Bringing her blade down with immense force, Kae cut clean through the Holy Oracle’s arm, severing it completely. Konttori let out a shriek of pain, and Kae used this opportunity to roll away to what she hoped was a safe distance.

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 99 (-34)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 5:01 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
Kae (Level 8)
HP: 3 (-4 For use of SS)
STR: 34 (+17)
MAG:
CHG: 2 (-1)
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Kae lurked in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike. She saw Konttori throw off Mermies, and reach for her Icon. As she blasted Pontel, Kae dashed towards the Holy Oracle, calling on the power of the Sigma Scripture as she did so. Pain coursed through her body, followed by immense strength. Kae raised her blade and leapt at Konttori’s outstretched arm, which held the Icon. Bringing her blade down with immense force, Kae cut clean through the Holy Oracle’s arm, severing it completely. Konttori let out a shriek of pain, and Kae used this opportunity to roll away to what she hoped was a safe distance.

Kontorri, the Holy Oracle, Level 168
HP: 99 (-34)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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Pepeke zaps Kontorri, screaming at the top of his lungs in anger. He is really riled up.
pepeke, lvl 8
hp 2
atk 5
Mag 17

Kontorri lvl 168
hp 82 (-17)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 3
relic: Ihanne's icon
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| September 25, 2018, 5:13 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim
Stronoff struggled to get up despite his wounds from that witch of a Oracle. He picked up his spear as he looked at Merimies. "Use this to give her one for me...!" He tossed it to Merimies to help in finishing Konttori before collosping to the ground if Ramses and Hiiro haven't caught him in time as Asahina prayed that they'll stop her.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Merimies, barely recovering from his earlier scrap, managed just in time to catch Stronoff's lance; blearily, he processed what Stronoff was saying, nodded to Hiiro and Ramses and ran off back into the fray, the spear clutched tightly in both hands.

Konttori raised the Icon to strike Pepeke, but was distracted by the sight of Merimies dashing at her; dropping her weapon, she charged at Merimies, lifted him high into the air.

"Leave me ALONE!" she roared, slamming the Agori into the ground like some hulking gorilla. Merimies lay stunned, moaning softly in pain as Konttori reached for the Icon; with a snarl, she readied the weapon, glowing brightly as it did before Merimies' eyes.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 82
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 5:56 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Merimies, barely recovering from his earlier scrap, managed just in time to catch Stronoff's lance; blearily, he processed what Stronoff was saying, nodded to Hiiro and Ramses and ran off back into the fray, the spear clutched tightly in both hands.

Konttori raised the Icon to strike Pepeke, but was distracted by the sight of Merimies dashing at her; dropping her weapon, she charged at Merimies, lifted him high into the air.

"Leave me ALONE!" she roared, slamming the Agori into the ground like some hulking gorilla. Merimies lay stunned, moaning softly in pain as Konttori reached for the Icon; with a snarl, she readied the weapon, glowing brightly as it did before Merimies' eyes.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 82
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

"I do think I've heard quite enough prattle." Nyx said dryly. "On both sides. Quit yapping and attack the Oracle!" Nyx hissed out, her power working with eldritch forces in a discordant rhapsody, two small, black spheres, tinged in purple-blue formed near Nyx's staff. The orbs fired beams of cthonic energy at Kontorri, the orbs hovering upwards towards Kontorri's face, likely distracting her.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 9
ATK: 1
MAG: 19
Charge: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 63 (-19)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 6:48 pm
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Kae (Level 8)
HP: 1 (-2 For use of SS)
STR: 34 (+17)
MAG:
CHG: 1 (-1)
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Kae, seeing that Konttori was distracted by Nyx’s attack, charged at her. As she ran, she once again called upon the power of the Sigma Scripture, pain and strength coursed through her. Kae slammed her sword down into the Holy Oracle’s foot, cutting through the armor and deep into her flesh. Kae yanked her sword out, and attempted to retreat, but Konttori kicked her with her un-injured foot, sending Kae sprawling across the room. She hit the ground with a thud, and was knocked out cold.

Kae (Level 8)
HP: 0
STR: 17
MAG:
CHG: 2
Relic: Sigma Scripture: Soul Sabre: Double ATK and MAG for 1 action, consume 1 point of CHG and half of remaining HP

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 29 (-34)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 7:15 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.


Joven (LVL 8)
HP: 21
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 3

"Oh come on!" Joven almost grunted as he pulled Kae to what he hoped was safety, which in this case was a large boulder. "how could you possible way this much?" although his complaining was quiet useless given that Kae wasn't really in the mood to respond, it did make him fell better.

"that'll have to do." was all he said as he finally reached the rock with the limp body.

"Now.. where was I?" Joven began to charge at the witch. hoping to be again unnoticed by her evil gaze. He rammed the tall creature with the a sharper part of his shoulder, making her fly back about an inch. The same was not true for Joven, who found himself once again lying on the floor a few feet back from where he had struck her.

Joven (LVL 8)
HP: 5 (-5)
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 3



Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 21 (-8)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 8:19 pm
Pontel Gunn:
HP: 1
STR: 16
MAG: 1
CHA: 0

Pontel awoke with a jolt, he body aching, rubble around and ontop of him. He lifted himself up, rocks rolling away, sending clouds of dust. There was a loud ringing in his ear, but the sounds of combat were still audible. He quickly gathered his two blades, not wanting to be spotted by the Oracle. He waited for an opportune time to strike, seeing Kae attack, he sprung into action. Running up, he slashed across her back as she tried to regain balance from the previous attack. She shrieked as her wounds began to slow her healing. Pontel slid up to a pile of rubble, scrambling to get behind it before she retaliates.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 5 (-16)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 8:20 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Konttori staggered, her energies and her resolve fading; she reeled, desperately trying to keep upright. Her heart sank as the cold reality started to sink in; her power had failed her; her wits and will had failed her; it was all to be lost, everything to a company of plain and simple Ar'Gri.

She knew this was it: this was the end.

"Go on, do it!" she spat.

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 5
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 9:03 pm
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As Joven dragged Kae to safety, she woke for just a second. She looked up at Joven, and fell back into unconsciousness with a smile on her face...
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| September 25, 2018, 9:30 pm
Nyx let out a sigh of irritation, as a maelstrom of energy cascaded upon Kontorri, Nyx's eyes narrowing as the magic swarmed the Oracle, overwhelming and snuffing her life out. A small, vindictive part of Nyx filled with glee at seeing the petty queen fall, but the larger part of her screamed at the loss of knowledge.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 9
ATK: 1
MAG: 19
Charge: 3

Konttori, the Holy Oracle (Level 168)
HP: 0 (-5)
ATK: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)
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| September 25, 2018, 9:42 pm
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As Nyx's magic faded, Konttori stood momentarily, swooning on her feet. Then- slowly, inevitably- she collapsed to the floor, a great crash resounding all around.

[Combat ended]

The sound jolted Merimies awake; groaning with exhaustion, he rose to a sitting position and looked upon the Oracle.

She laid sprawled, unconscious on the floor, her great robes appearing little more than rags and her great helmet tattered to shreds by Pontel's earlier attack. For the brief time they had known her, only now did she seem at peace.

Suddenly, Konttori's form began to glow and shimmer; the Agori stepped back, looking on in bewilderment as a great orb of white light rose up into the air. It spun and swerved with a life of its own, like some stray will-o'-the-wisp.

Merimies clamoured to his feet and reached for it- he did not know why, some base impulse propelled him- but the orb swung and swerved, diving straight to the throne, phasing through it into the area below.

The Agori looked on in bewilderment; they did not know what it was, but it was likely to be Konttori; for she still lay on the floor, though now much smaller in size, reduced to the size of a regular Elysian; whatever had left her body took her Godhood with it, for now she appeared no different to any of them, though in robes much too large for her.

Merimies knelt down and removed her helmet, peering at the face beneath; though she was battered and bruised, and her features had been somewhat mangled by Pontel's efforts, it was easy to see how she might have been beautiful once; except that even through the bruises Merimies could see a countenance of cruelty and loathing, one that would have marred her pleasant features.

"It would seem, despite Lady Nyx's intentions, that she is still alive. I do not suppose she'll be much of a threat in this diminished state, but still," Merimies turned to the others, "I'll leave the choice to you; is it worth slaying her?"
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| September 25, 2018, 10:32 pm
"We are already bringing along a boar, why not bring along a psychopath god wannabe." Pontel said sarcastically. He stood up, dusting himself off he walked out from behind the rubble. "Hey Beowulf, you know how you wanted to learn how to use my invention? I'll teach me if you show me how to recover as fast as you do." Pontel called out to Beowulf.
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| September 25, 2018, 10:38 pm
Pepeke shook his head. "No. We can't do this. This lady is pure evil. Runsas was influenced by natural factors. Kontorri chose to attack us!"

Pepeke clamped a hand over his bleeding leg, which looked fairly serious.

He walked over to nyx. "Hey, uh. Hi. I was wondering... Perhaps I could use the relic? It doesn't seem like it would be easy for you to use... At least, I think. I don't know you too well." He took a breath. " so my name's Pepeke. I'm case you want to know. "
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| September 25, 2018, 10:42 pm
Nyx's voice cut like smooth glass through the clamor. "This was my kill, it should be my decision. I wanted to ask her something, before this irksome battle began," exasperation laced her voice. Exasperation and annoyance. She ignored Pepeke. "She will answer my questions. She will order us safe passage. Then, she will die." Nyx decreed, voice brokering little to no room for disagreement. She turned to the shattered Oracle, her face a sick mockery of comfort, stroking the top of the oracle's head.

"Wake up, Kontorri."
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| September 25, 2018, 11:02 pm
"Sounds good. But mind if I ask her a few questions before we kill her? She may have some use." Pontel said casually. "By the way, who are you?" Pontel asked Nyx.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:08 pm
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Rongo rolled his cart into the main chamber, looking exhausted but proud. "Oi, lads an lasses! We finally beat back those interlopers in the antechamber! Guess they ran out of reinforcements to throw at us!" He laughed aloud as he set up his usual medical station.

"Now, who needs healing? I've got some bona-fide magical saliva here I'd love to field test some more. The smell's no good, but it's guaranteed to bring you back to fighin' fit in under a minute or your money back! Haha!" Rongo laughed again, the long battle seeming to have put him in an even more jovial mood than normal.

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Pikau gazed at the fallen queen in contemplation. She was evil, yes. She attacked them mercilessly and toyed with their minds, yes. She had played an entire nation like a cheap instrument, yes. But she was still alive. Pikau hated to end anything's existence, that was why he had yet to strike a final blow on these opponents they kept facing. Well, that and he was usually incapacitated by now. Still, surely this vile woman deserved to live as much as anything else, didn't she?

Nyx's proclamation sliced through his musings.

"Oh, guess that's settled then." Pikau murmured, though he wasn't so sure about that last part...
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| September 25, 2018, 11:11 pm
Quoting Pontel Gunn
"Sounds good. But mind if I ask her a few questions before we kill her? She may have some use." Pontel said casually. "By the way, who are you?" Pontel asked Nyx.

"Feel free," she says coolly. She said, before a soft tinkle of a laugh burst from her throat. "Who am I? I have been with you all since Old Elysium. I am Lady Nyx, Mistress of the Night." She says theatrically. It's clear shes an Elysian.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:14 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn
"We are already bringing along a boar, why not bring along a psychopath god wannabe." Pontel said sarcastically. He stood up, dusting himself off he walked out from behind the rubble. "Hey Beowulf, you know how you wanted to learn how to use my invention? I'll teach me if you show me how to recover as fast as you do." Pontel called out to Beowulf.


Slowly, Beowulf stood from the pile of rubble, knocking pebbles and pieces of column aside. While visibly bruised, they had already faded, now little more than greenish splotches that pockmarked his body. Looking down at Pontel, he laughs.

"While I'm sure your intentions are fantastic, I am afraid that I cannot teach you my secrets. Of course, I'd be happy to teach you some more intermediate magic, provided that you're willing to try it again after what happened on Zanarkand, but some things must be discovered yourself, after you pay the price."

Turning away from Pontel, he walks over to the rest of the party, stopping to stare at Konttori's prone form. He mulls over their options; he could easily convince the party to kill her if he so desired. Instead, he shakes his head.

"We'll leave her alive."

The Agori look at Beowulf in confusion; of everyone, he seemed to hate the Oracle the most. why now did he have a sudden change of heart?

"If we kill her, then we only become the monsters she sought to vanquish. Yes, she may have been a power-mad tyrant. Perhaps, to some, she does deserve to die. But we must not make a habit of killing; we came to vanquish the Tar and no more, not to destabilize the last surviving vestiges of society on a dying continent.

"Should she be allowed to continue her reign? Certainly not: she has shown herself to be a temperamental, manipulative, violent character, unbefitting of a political figure. But I leave that to the people of this nation, who have suffered under her rule far longer than we to decide her fate.

"It is possible that this world has come to be ruled by figures like Kottori, though I personally hope that she is an anomaly. But whatever the world may have become, we came to destroy the Tar, and no more. I leave you to debate whether or not to execute your own justice, but remember, our most forefront goal should now be finding where that phantasm, that piece of Ihanne, flew off to."

With that, Beowulf turns to the Throne, and begins trying to move it, to no current avail.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:14 pm
Quoting Dark Aeon

Slowly, Beowulf stood from the pile of rubble, knocking pebbles and pieces of column aside. While visibly bruised, they had already faded, now little more than greenish splotches that pockmarked his body. Looking down at Pontel, he laughs.

"While I'm sure your intentions are fantastic, I am afraid that I cannot teach you my secrets. Of course, I'd be happy to teach you some more intermediate magic, provided that you're willing to try it again after what happened on Zanarkand, but some things must be discovered yourself, after you pay the price."

Turning away from Pontel, he walks over to the rest of the party, stopping to stare at Konttori's prone form. He mulls over their options; he could easily convince the party to kill her if he so desired. Instead, he shakes his head.

"We'll leave her alive."

The Agori look at Beowulf in confusion; of everyone, he seemed to hate the Oracle the most. why now did he have a sudden change of heart?

"If we kill her, then we only become the monsters she sought to vanquish. Yes, she may have been a power-mad tyrant. Perhaps, to some, she does deserve to die. But we must not make a habit of killing; we came to vanquish the Tar and no more, not to destabilize the last surviving vestiges of society on a dying continent.

"Should she be allowed to continue her reign? Certainly not: she has shown herself to be a temperamental, manipulative, violent character, unbefitting of a political figure. But I leave that to the people of this nation, who have suffered under her rule far longer than we to decide her fate.

"It is possible that this world has come to be ruled by figures like Kottori, though I personally hope that she is an anomaly. But whatever the world may have become, we came to destroy the Tar, and no more. I leave you to debate whether or not to execute your own justice, but remember, our most forefront goal should now be finding where that phantasm, that piece of Ihanne, flew off to."

Nyx laughs. "How absolutely quaint. Killing a monster does not make you one. If you won't kill her, believe me, I will."
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| September 25, 2018, 11:17 pm
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Quoting Wondering Person
Nyx laughs. "How absolutely quaint. Killing a monster does not make you one. If you won't kill her, believe me, I will."


The hermit laughs darkly. "Maybe not, but killing innocents will. And when you're in the grey, all it takes is a twist of words or a new truth to change you. Trust me on that."

Abandoning the throne, which had failed to budge, the hermit walks out of the room. He needed to find a way down, the way the wisp had gone.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:19 pm
"Hmm. I may be willing to try magic again, what would you have to teach?" Pontel called out. He walked over to Rongo's cart, grabbing a vial of spit out of Rongo's hands he took at deep breath. He handed it back, Rongo opened his mouth to protest, but thought better of it.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:19 pm
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Quoting Shining TORPedo
Rongo rolled his cart into the main chamber, looking exhausted but proud. "Oi, lads an lasses! We finally beat back those interlopers in the antechamber! Guess they ran out of reinforcements to throw at us!" He laughed aloud as he set up his usual medical station.

"Now, who needs healing? I've got some bona-fide magical saliva here I'd love to field test some more. The smell's no good, but it's guaranteed to bring you back to fighin' fit in under a minute or your money back! Haha!" Rongo laughed again, the long battle seeming to have put him in an even more jovial mood than normal.

Tuhinga ran into the chamber with Rongo and the others, he was wary from fighting the Elysians, but thankfully he was not severely injured. He looked around at the devastated throne room, and at Konttori. As he scanned the room, his eyes came to rest on the unconscious form of Kae. She was lying on the ground by some rubble. "Hey, over here Rongo!" Tuhinga called as he ran over to Kae.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:19 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
Tuhinga ran into the chamber with Rongo and the others, he was wary from fighting the Elysians, but thankfully he was not severely injured. He looked around at the devastated throne room, and at Konttori. As he scanned the room, his eyes came to rest on the unconscious form of Kae. She was lying on the ground by some rubble. "Hey, over here Rongo!" Tuhinga called as he ran over to Kae.

Rongo hurried over to the unconscious thief and held the vial of Runsas saliva under her nose. With a gag, Kae abruptly sits up coughing as her injuries fade in the span of a minute. "Yep, still under a minute to recovery, even with the increased number of injuries. Fascinating." Rongo stands and corks the vial again as Kae regains her composure. "Your right as rain, lass! Now if you'll 'scuse me, there are plenty of other patients that need my attention!" Rongo heads towards another call for aid as the group slowly recovers.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:30 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn
"Hmm. I may be willing to try magic again, what would you have to teach?" Pontel called out. He walked over to Rongo's cart, grabbing a vial of spit out of Rongo's hands he took at deep breath. He handed it back, Rongo opened his mouth to protest, but thought better of it.


Beowulf looks behind him, half smirking and half frowning as the Agori caught up to him.

"Always looking for what you can get out of an encounter, eh? For starters, I have no clue what Eraba managed to teach you, so I'd have to test you to see what you have yet to learn. From there, I'll likely have to deprogram much of what you've learned; while Agori magic works, it is horridly limiting due to its unstandardized, 'will it forth' nature. Fortunately, once you properly understand the mechanics behind magic, it is all permutations and manipulations of the basics. But enough of that, we need to find where Ihanne's soul went. Now give me your eyes and help me check these doors to see which leads to the dungeons or whatever equivalent this city has."
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| September 25, 2018, 11:36 pm
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Quoting Shining TORPedo
Rongo hurried over to the unconscious thief and held the vial of Runsas saliva under her nose. With a gag, Kae abruptly sits up coughing as her injuries fade in the span of a minute. "Yep, still under a minute to recovery, even with the increased number of injuries. Fascinating." Rongo stands and corks the vial again as Kae regains her composure. "Your right as rain, lass! Now if you'll 'scuse me, there are plenty of other patients that need my attention!" Rongo heads towards another call for aid as the group slowly recovers.

"Uh... Thanks!" Kae called after Rongo. She pulled herself up off the floor, seeing Tuhinga standing there as she did so. "What're you lookin' at, kid?" she said to him.

"Ah... Nothing, nothing." Tuhinga said, hurrying away to where the other Agori were.

Kae stood there a moment, reveling in the sheer power she felt when she had used the Sigma Scripture. It was spectacular. She moved closer to the Agori, listening in on their conversation, curious as to what would happen with Konttori.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:39 pm
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"Um..." Tuhinga said to the gathered Agori, "What about the other guards here? Or the whole city, for that matter? Do you think they'll take kindly to what we've done?" He was worried, he didn't know if they could survive having to fight their way out of the city.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:43 pm
Quoting Dark Aeon

Beowulf looks behind him, half smirking and half frowning as the Agori caught up to him.

"Always looking for what you can get out of an encounter, eh? For starters, I have no clue what Eraba managed to teach you, so I'd have to test you to see what you have yet to learn. From there, I'll likely have to deprogram much of what you've learned; while Agori magic works, it is horridly limiting due to its unstandardized, 'will it forth' nature. Fortunately, once you properly understand the mechanics behind magic, it is all permutations and manipulations of the basics. But enough of that, we need to find where Ihanne's soul went. Now give me your eyes and help me check these doors to see which leads to the dungeons or whatever equivalent this city has."

"Well.. I figured out how to light up a room, that is about it...." Pontel said. He scanned the large hall, there were many doors lining the walls. One in particular cuaght his eye, it was a large metal door, like all the rest, but the handle looked slightly different. He walked up to it and tried to open it. Locked. "If I know my locks, this one is pretty heavy duty. Either dungeons or treasure, so its fine either way. Wanna give it a try? It can probably take quite the beating." Pontel said
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| September 25, 2018, 11:49 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
"Um..." Tuhinga said to the gathered Agori, "What about the other guards here? Or the whole city, for that matter? Do you think they'll take kindly to what we've done?" He was worried, he didn't know if they could survive having to fight their way out of the city.

"That was the point behind me forcing her to give us safe passage." She said, her tender caress turning into a strong grip upon the Oracle's temples.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:50 pm
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Quoting Wondering Person
"That was the point behind me forcing her to give us safe passage." She said, her tender caress turning into a strong grip upon the Oracle's temples.

"Ah..." Tuhinga said, "I suppose I wasn't in the room when you stated that." He was rather wary of this unknown Agori, and wasn't sure what to think of her.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:53 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
"Um..." Tuhinga said to the gathered Agori, "What about the other guards here? Or the whole city, for that matter? Do you think they'll take kindly to what we've done?" He was worried, he didn't know if they could survive having to fight their way out of the city.

"Don't worry about them, it's all been taken care of."
The Agori spin around to see Bokeh step through the entrance, albeit devoid of his usual armor and weapons.
"Following our 'detainment', Harnek has assumed emergency control over the city under the pretense of the Crown falling ill. It's not a good cover but it's holding for now. I've taken the liberty of having the Iron Fists round up most of the clerics. They believe they're going to a meeting with the Oracle, but my men have been given... different instructions." Bokeh smirks.
"And Nyx -that's your name, right?- leave that bloody b***h you've captured there to me. There's some words I'd like to have with her." His face hardens again as he examines the body of Konttori, now sprawled on the floor like one of his kills.
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| September 25, 2018, 11:54 pm
Quoting Drahcir Nosnevets
"Don't worry about them, it's all been taken care of."
The Agori spin around to see Bokeh step through the entrance, albeit devoid of his usual armor and weapons.
"Following our 'detainment', Harnek has assumed emergency control over the city under the pretense of the Crown falling ill. It's not a good cover but it's holding for now. I've taken the liberty of having the Iron Fists round up most of the clerics. They believe they're going to a meeting with the Oracle, but my men have been given... different instructions." Bokeh smirks.
"And Nyx -that's your name, right?- leave that bloody b***h you've captured there to me. There's some words I'd like to have with her." His face hardens again as he examines the body of Konttori, now sprawled on the floor like one of his kills.

Nyx's hand leaves Kontorri's skull, as she smiles sweetly at Bokeh. "Perhaps you weren't here when I said this, so I'll repeat it. I have questions for her. She will answer them. She will grant us supplies and safe passage. She will then, and only then, die." The geodes upon her staff hummed faintly. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked with a small tilt of her head. "The issue with you lot is your impulsivity. No more of that. Got it? Good." She said, caressing the top of Kontorri's head.
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| September 26, 2018, 12:02 am
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Quoting Wondering Person
Nyx's hand leaves Kontorri's skull, as she smiles sweetly at Bokeh. "Perhaps you weren't here when I said this, so I'll repeat it. I have questions for her. She will answer them. She will grant us supplies and safe passage. She will then, and only then, die." The geodes upon her staff hummed faintly. "Do I make myself clear?" She asked with a small tilt of her head. "The issue with you lot is your impulsivity. No more of that. Got it? Good." She said, caressing the top of Kontorri's head.

"Lady, you look like an Elysian, but it seems you don't know much about us, do you?" Bokeh snorts, holding back a chuckle. "I am currently one of the ones in control of this place, and if you're just going to disobey me then I'm afraid that's a problem. An Elysian knows their superiors and follows orders, or at least us here, the true Elysians, do." In just a few short strides, Bokeh grasps Nyx by the throat, hoisting her kicking and gasping into the air, her staff clattering to the floor as she struggles vainly against the warrior's iron grip.
"Look, she's mine to deal with now, the bloody liar." Bokeh says icily. "Now Nyx, we have methods here of making sure you magicians can't do any funny business, methods we're not afraid to use, so just settle down and let me handle the situation."
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| September 26, 2018, 12:27 am
Quoting Drahcir Nosnevets
"Lady, you look like an Elysian, but it seems you don't know much about us, do you?" Bokeh snorts, holding back a chuckle. "I am currently one of the ones in control of this place, and if you're just going to disobey me then I'm afraid that's a problem. An Elysian knows their superiors and follows orders, or at least us here, the true Elysians, do." In just a few short strides, Bokeh grasps Nyx by the throat, hoisting her kicking and gasping into the air, her staff clattering to the floor as she struggles vainly against the warrior's iron grip.
"Look, she's mine to deal with now, the bloody liar." Bokeh says icily. "Now Nyx, we have methods here of making sure you magicians can't do any funny business, methods we're not afraid to use, so just settle down and let me handle the situation."

A pulse of magic flares before he reaches her, and Bokeh finds he cannot touch Nyx. "You hold no authority over me. Listen to your betters. Who was it who defeated the Oracle? Us. Not you. Do what you wish with the Oracle, AFTER I am done, or I will decorate this throne room with your bones. Shall we try?" She asked breathily, eyes widening in a manic glee. "She will be answering my questions." She promised softly, disliking Bokeh challenging her.


She would rather coat the palace with his remains than be denied what was rightfully hers.
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| September 26, 2018, 12:35 am
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Quoting Wondering Person
A pulse of magic flares before he reaches her, and Bokeh finds he cannot touch Nyx. "You hold no authority over me. Listen to your betters. Who was it who defeated the Oracle? Us. Not you. Do what you wish with the Oracle, AFTER I am done, or I will decorate this throne room with your bones. Shall we try?" She asked breathily, eyes widening in a manic glee. "She will be answering my questions." She promised softly, disliking Bokeh challenging her.


She would rather coat the palace with his remains than be denied what was rightfully hers.

Bokeh sighs in resignation. "Harnek, activate the containment plan" he says to no one in particular. Suddenly, Nyx collapses to the ground, her flow of energy suddenly cut off. Around her appears a black, shimmering web of something unnatural, something not of this world, something... *Demonic*.

"This is Sightbinder." Bokeh says, gesturing to the field around Nyx. "He's a small Demon Harnek may have chartered to be captured just in case something like this ever happened. Of course, the Crown and Oracle didn't know, and neither did I until a few hours ago, but I think it was a very good decision on his part. You'll find that Sightbinder is feeding on your life energy and cutting you off from the flow, ergo preventing you from casting magic without severe harm to yourself, and such magic would never get past it anyway. If you refrain from casting, you should have enough energy left to last about another two or three days before the Demon absorbs the last of it and kills you, ample time for you to get a grip on yourself." Bokeh snorts. "Believe me, a night in a cell does wonders for yourself."
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| September 26, 2018, 12:46 am
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Merimies, with some degree of horror at the situation, rushed to Bokeh;

"Master, let her go, please! This is entirely unnecessary!" he pleaded; he did not know Nyx all that well, but she had now joined the party, and it was his responsibility to protect her.

"Now now Bokeh," the familiar voice of Harnek interrupted the escalation, "I told you to watch over our friends, Bokeh, not imprison them...!"

Somewhat reluctantly, Bokeh released Nyx from her cage; she would have continued the fight had she not been restrained by friendly hands.

"Very good, Bokeh- now, have you seen Kapoido? Was he not here with the Oracle?"

Merimies was the one to answer this time; "I'm afraid, Master Harnek, that he got away before the fight."

"Rats," Harnek muttered, "alright, you lot stay here and detain the Oracle- and try not to kill each other...!"

With that he left, and with that the Agori tried to calm the two angry Elysians.

In the midst of all the chatter, Konttori groaned and shifted; each and every one of the party started and drew their weapons, pointing them expectantly at her.

"I'm flattered you're still frightened of me," Konttori spluttered, barely managing above a whisper, "but look at me: I'm powerless, ruined; I couldn't hurt you now even if I wanted to... and I do..."

The Oracle turned to Nyx, her battered and exhausted face belying resentful defeat: "I don't understand why I'm still alive." she coughed.
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| September 26, 2018, 9:47 am
Quoting Wertman 8
Merimies, with some degree of horror at the situation, rushed to Bokeh;

"Master, let her go, please! This is entirely unnecessary!" he pleaded; he did not know Nyx all that well, but she had now joined the party, and it was his responsibility to protect her.

"Now now Bokeh," the familiar voice of Harnek interrupted the escalation, "I told you to watch over our friends, Bokeh, not imprison them...!"

Somewhat reluctantly, Bokeh released Nyx from her cage; she would have continued the fight had she not been restrained by friendly hands.

"Very good, Bokeh- now, have you seen Kapoido? Was he not here with the Oracle?"

Merimies was the one to answer this time; "I'm afraid, Master Harnek, that he got away before the fight."

"Rats," Harnek muttered, "alright, you lot stay here and detain the Oracle- and try not to kill each other...!"

With that he left, and with that the Agori tried to calm the two angry Elysians.

In the midst of all the chatter, Konttori groaned and shifted; each and every one of the party started and drew their weapons, pointing them expectantly at her.

"I'm flattered you're still frightened of me," Konttori spluttered, barely managing above a whisper, "but look at me: I'm powerless, ruined; I couldn't hurt you now even if I wanted to... and I do..."

The Oracle turned to Nyx, her battered and exhausted face belying resentful defeat: "I don't understand why I'm still alive." she coughed.

Pepeke watched her with a frown. "Cuz Mrs. High and Mighty decided to let you live." He glared at Nyx, not happy with the fact that she ignored him.
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| September 26, 2018, 10:11 am
Rua-Bo-Ye sighed. He never got the chance to blow up the room. His gourd bombs were getting old and they were getting weaker. They wouldn't be much use in the next fight.
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| September 26, 2018, 10:38 am
Stronoff was getting his wounds treated from the battle as Hiiro and Asahina helped the others recover.

Ramses walked to him and asked. "What should we do with Konttori?"

"After Nyx gets her answeres from her, I would considered turning her over ot the proper authority." Stronoff suggested to the others thinking it's for the better to let the people of this land to decide her punishment.

"I can't believe that I was fooled by her beauty so easily." Ramses faceplamed himself for being tricked by a pretty face. "I thought that she's a good person at heart before learning that she was mad with power."
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| September 26, 2018, 1:19 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn
"Well.. I figured out how to light up a room, that is about it...." Pontel said. He scanned the large hall, there were many doors lining the walls. One in particular cuaght his eye, it was a large metal door, like all the rest, but the handle looked slightly different. He walked up to it and tried to open it. Locked. "If I know my locks, this one is pretty heavy duty. Either dungeons or treasure, so its fine either way. Wanna give it a try? It can probably take quite the beating." Pontel said

Pikau turned from the commotion surrounding the fallen Oracle. Remembering Beowulf and Pontel heading off in search of a door or whatnot, he grabbed his Backpack from the antechamber, and something else, then followed suit. He still had words to trade with Pontel...


He found them readying to pick a lock. Unlimbering his Pack, he drops it onto the ground with a loud thud, startling the two. Crossing his arms, Pikau glares at Pontel.

"Give me Calvin Mcfluffles back, thief."
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| September 26, 2018, 3:30 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau turned from the commotion surrounding the fallen Oracle. Remembering Beowulf and Pontel heading off in search of a door or whatnot, he grabbed his Backpack from the antechamber, and something else, then followed suit. He still had words to trade with Pontel...


He found them readying to pick a lock. Unlimbering his Pack, he drops it onto the ground with a loud thud, startling the two. Crossing his arms, Pikau glares at Pontel.

"Give me Calvin Mcfluffles back, thief."

Pontel laughed "Do you mean your stuffed bear? Oh dear, do you really belive that hag and what she said? Let me guess, you think that I posses the power to call fourth demons? She obviously wanted to divide the group, just go back and take care of the boar." Pontel said, turning back to the lock he began working at it again
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| September 26, 2018, 3:38 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn
Pontel laughed "Do you mean your stuffed bear? Oh dear, do you really belive that hag and what she said? Let me guess, you think that I posses the power to call fourth demons? She obviously wanted to divide the group, just go back and take care of the boar." Pontel said, turning back to the lock he began working at it again

"Normally no, I don't particularly trust wild claims from strangers. This group so far had been the exception. But when the claim is corroborated by observation and evidence, it's hard to ignore. I don't want to drag you through the mud, I really don't. Just return the stuffed animal and I'll let your secrets lie."

Pikau raises an eyebrow. "Oh, and my magnifying glass."
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| September 26, 2018, 3:54 pm
Nyx looks at Kontarri coldly. "Now, answer me. What do you know of Memory Magic? Do you know of any sorcerers with the ability to remove them?"
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| September 26, 2018, 4:01 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Normally no, I don't particularly trust wild claims from strangers. This group so far had been the exception. But when the claim is corroborated by observation and evidence, it's hard to ignore. I don't want to drag you through the mud, I really don't. Just return the stuffed animal and I'll let your secrets lie."

Pikau raises an eyebrow. "Oh, and my magnifying glass."

"Fine." Pontel said sourly, "but later, not when everyone is watching, lets just get back to unlocking this door."
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| September 26, 2018, 4:09 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
"Normally no, I don't particularly trust wild claims from strangers. This group so far had been the exception. But when the claim is corroborated by observation and evidence, it's hard to ignore. I don't want to drag you through the mud, I really don't. Just return the stuffed animal and I'll let your secrets lie."

Pikau raises an eyebrow. "Oh, and my magnifying glass."

Not having anything better to do with his gourd bombs, he lights one with a very log fuse and follows Pikau stealthily. Rua-Bo-Ye eavesdroped on them for a bit, before jumping out and shouting: "Ah-HA! I kneeeew you were thief! Hand over his stuffed bear, or you had better take care..." The Alchemist wiggled his fingers very crazily. Then at that moment there was the sounds of explosions going off. "Heheheheheheee...! Oh how I've missed my pranks..."
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| September 26, 2018, 4:13 pm
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Quoting Wondering Person
Nyx looks at Kontarri coldly. "Now, answer me. What do you know of Memory Magic? Do you know of any sorcerers with the ability to remove them?"

Konttori smiled, wonky as it was from all her bruises.

"I see... you think your amnesia was artificially induced, eh? Well, it's rather rare, mainly because one has to be extremely powerful to bestow it, and even more so to lift it. I know that the God of Knowledge, Tutkija, rather famously had the ability to undo Memory Magic; good luck trying to find him though, or convincing him to help for that matter...!"

Konttori spluttered and rested her head, struggling with her pain. Merimies exchanged glances with Nyx; Tutkija was one of the five Gods they needed to find to cure the Tar, as directed by King Alphinaud.

"I warn you though," Konttori continued, raising her head, "one's memory is usually wiped for a reason: to hide either some unfaceable trauma or... an unspeakable crime; when it's all said and done, you may regret ever seeking the truth...!"
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| September 26, 2018, 4:41 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Konttori smiled, wonky as it was from all her bruises.

"I see... you think your amnesia was artificially induced, eh? Well, it's rather rare, mainly because one has to be extremely powerful to bestow it, and even more so to lift it. I know that the God of Knowledge, Tutkija, rather famously had the ability to undo Memory Magic; good luck trying to find him though, or convincing him to help for that matter...!"

Konttori spluttered and rested her head, struggling with her pain. Merimies exchanged glances with Nyx; Tutkija was one of the five Gods they needed to find to cure the Tar, as directed by King Alphinaud.

"I warn you though," Konttori continued, raising her head, "one's memory is usually wiped for a reason: to hide either some unfaceable trauma or... an unspeakable crime; when it's all said and done, you may regret ever seeking the truth...!"


"Sir Merimies, are you alright?" Hiiro asked out of concern after the battle he had endured.

Ramses gave a glared Konttori as a part of him couldn't forgive her for not only her slander, but using her powers for her own twisted goals. The other part wanted to know on how she knew about his mother did she and Ishtar met before? He highly doubted it otherwise Stronoff wouldn't told him and Hiiro about it by now.

Asahina was sitting by herself a bit bother about what had happen before.
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| September 26, 2018, 4:49 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn "Fine." Pontel said sourly, "but later, not when everyone is watching, lets just get back to unlocking this door."

"Fine, I'm holding you to that-"
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
Not having anything better to do with his gourd bombs, he lights one with a very log fuse and follows Pikau stealthily. Rua-Bo-Ye eavesdroped on them for a bit, before jumping out and shouting: "Ah-HA! I kneeeew you were thief! Hand over his stuffed bear, or you had better take care..." The Alchemist wiggled his fingers very crazily. Then at that moment there was the sounds of explosions going off. "Heheheheheheee...! Oh how I've missed my pranks..."

Pikau whirled in surpriseat the alchemist's sudden entrance, then again at the sounds of explosions. "Rua-Bo-Ye, what did you do?!"

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| September 26, 2018, 4:50 pm
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
Not having anything better to do with his gourd bombs, he lights one with a very log fuse and follows Pikau stealthily. Rua-Bo-Ye eavesdroped on them for a bit, before jumping out and shouting: "Ah-HA! I kneeeew you were thief! Hand over his stuffed bear, or you had better take care..." The Alchemist wiggled his fingers very crazily. Then at that moment there was the sounds of explosions going off. "Heheheheheheee...! Oh how I've missed my pranks..."

"I'll hand over the bear later, just be gone with both of you." Pontel said, shoving Pikau and Rua-Bo-Ye into the cloud of dust and smoke aroused by the bombs. Turning back to Beowulf and the door he kneeled down to begin working on it again. "As I was saying earlier, I know basically no magic, so forgetting what I have learned won't be a problem. But before I spend my time on this, I would like to know what some of the end products are of my labor?" Pontel ask Beowulf.
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| September 26, 2018, 4:51 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim

"Sir Merimies, are you alright?" Hiiro asked out of concern after the battle he had endured.

Ramses gave a glared Konttori as a part of him couldn't forgive her for not only her slander, but using her powers for her own twisted goals. The other part wanted to know on how she knew about his mother did she and Ishtar met before? He highly doubted it otherwise Stronoff wouldn't told him and Hiiro about it by now.

Asahina was sitting by herself a bit bother about what had happen before.

Merimies was shaken out of his musing by Hiiro's questions.

"Oh, ah- yes, I am alright, thank you Master Hiiro," he blathered, a little discombobulated from having his thoughts interrupted, "and what of you, good Master? How is Master Stronoff?"

Upon mentioning Stronoff's name, another thought struck him. He stepped a few paces and picked up the white warrior's spear, the one Stronoff had given him earlier.

"Here," Merimies said, handing the spear to Hiiro, "Master Stronoff should be wanting this back, I imagine..."
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| September 26, 2018, 5:05 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Merimies was shaken out of his musing by Hiiro's questions.

"Oh, ah- yes, I am alright, thank you Master Hiiro," he blathered, a little discombobulated from having his thoughts interrupted, "and what of you, good Master? How is Master Stronoff?"

Upon mentioning Stronoff's name, another thought struck him. He stepped a few paces and picked up the white warrior's spear, the one Stronoff had given him earlier.

"Here," Merimies said, handing the spear to Hiiro, "Master Stronoff should be wanting this back, I imagine..."


"Thank you, I'll be sure that he gets it back." Hiiro replied before he bowed his head in respect and return the spear back to Stronoff.

Ramses walked up to Konttori carefully. "I need some answers." He told her his reason. "How do you know of my mothers and do what my father is plotting?"
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| September 26, 2018, 5:13 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau whirled in surpriseat the alchemist's sudden entrance, then again at the sounds of explosions. "Rua-Bo-Ye, what did you do?!"


"Excuse me, Sir Pikau?" Asahina asked politely. "Do you think that we should be looking for Runsas to see if he's alright after the whole ordeal?" She asked worried about the boar.
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| September 26, 2018, 5:15 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim

"Thank you, I'll be sure that he gets it back." Hiiro replied before he bowed his head in respect and return the spear back to Stronoff.

Ramses walked up to Konttori carefully. "I need some answers." He told her his reason. "How do you know of my mothers and do what my father is plotting?"

Konttori arrogantly laughed, though with some degree of pain due to her bruised chest.

"Do you think they called me an Oracle for nothing?" she asked mockingly, "I deduced a prophecy of your arrival, and used long hours of divination to discover who exactly you all were; I learned of your pasts, but less so with your futures."

"I apologise," she said with bitter sarcasm, "I did not bother to learn the history of your parents' strife; and with the loss of my Godhood, I also lost my oracular powers, so I can't really tell you any more. All I can say is that you best be on your guard; there are some very sinister hunters after you..."

"Do I have to keep answering questions all day?" Konttori whined.
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| September 26, 2018, 5:23 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Konttori arrogantly laughed, though with some degree of pain due to her bruised chest.

"Do you think they called me an Oracle for nothing?" she asked mockingly, "I deduced a prophecy of your arrival, and used long hours of divination to discover who exactly you all were; I learned of your pasts, but less so with your futures."

"I apologise," she said with bitter sarcasm, "I did not bother to learn the history of your parents' strife; and with the loss of my Godhood, I also lost my oracular powers, so I can't really tell you any more. All I can say is that you best be on your guard; there are some very sinister hunters after you..."

"Do I have to keep answering questions all day?" Konttori whined.


"No, but thank you for your corporations." Ramses answered even though he's still miff at her, but he must remain a gentleman through and through. "I'll be sure share this warning with my brother and master." He walked off to the others.
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| September 26, 2018, 5:30 pm
Nyx snarled, gripping Kontorri tighter, likely leaving a bruise."You know something!"
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| September 26, 2018, 5:39 pm
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Quoting Wondering Person
Nyx snarled, gripping Kontorri tighter, likely leaving a bruise."You know something!"

"AAH!" Konttori cried in pain.

"Lady Nyx, enough!" Merimies cried out, pulling her away from Konttori; the former Oracle slumped back hard, hissing in pain as she did. Merimies kept his hand tightly around Nyx's shoulder; he knew she could easily overpower him if she wanted to, but he held out hope that the token effort would be enough to restore Nyx's composure.

"I do know something," Konttori spat, struggling to an upright position, "I know that you are a violent and twisted woman, as bloodthirsty as myself almost; it doesn't surprise me that someone would want to cover up a past mishap of yours... I imagine you have an entire line-up of bad deeds under your belt!"
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| September 26, 2018, 6:42 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau whirled in surpriseat the alchemist's sudden entrance, then again at the sounds of explosions. "Rua-Bo-Ye, what did you do?!"

"I just set off some of my gourds. They're getting old and they barely explode anymore, so I though I'd use them as a victory celebra-" The alchemist was interrupted by Pontel's shove. "Now that's rude! If you don't want us just say so! C'mon Backpack man, let's go make sure that Magical Pig is alright."
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| September 26, 2018, 7:51 pm
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Quoting Toa Gaim
"Excuse me, Sir Pikau?" Asahina asked politely. "Do you think that we should be looking for Runsas to see if he's alright after the whole ordeal?" She asked worried about the boar.

Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno) "Now that's rude! If you don't want us just say so! C'mon Backpack man, let's go make sure that Magical Pig is alright."

"Probably a good idea." Pikau says as he, Rua-Bo-Ye, and Asahina make the short rounds of the hall until they find Runsas in the antechamber.

The boar was standing by the ruined remains of the door, snorting loudly, muscles tensed for action and mouth chewing on something. Pikau motioned for the others to stay back as he slowly approached the animal. Grunting softly to get its attention without alarming it, he made his way around to the beast's front. Runsas recognized Pikau and slowly relaxed, then leaned in to nuzzle the Rahi Tamer.

"It's okay you guys, he's calmer now." Pikau said, motioning them to come closer. Runsas was still wary of his surroundings, but it seemed that the action had relieved the animal's restrained aggression for this place somewhat.
"Looks like all that fighting was just what he needed, he looks even better than when we brought him on the boat. Hey, what's that your eating?"

As if in response to the question, the great boar turned his head and spat something onto the floor a few feet away, then continued chewing. Pikau left the boar's side and poked at the glob with his kukri. It was a saliva-covered Elysian gauntlet.

"Oh."
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| September 26, 2018, 10:31 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Quoting Toa Gaim
"Excuse me, Sir Pikau?" Asahina asked politely. "Do you think that we should be looking for Runsas to see if he's alright after the whole ordeal?" She asked worried about the boar.

Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno) "Now that's rude! If you don't want us just say so! C'mon Backpack man, let's go make sure that Magical Pig is alright."

"Probably a good idea." Pikau says as he, Rua-Bo-Ye, and Asahina make the short rounds of the hall until they find Runsas in the antechamber.

The boar was standing by the ruined remains of the door, snorting loudly, muscles tensed for action and mouth chewing on something. Pikau motioned for the others to stay back as he slowly approached the animal. Grunting softly to get its attention without alarming it, he made his way around to the beast's front. Runsas recognized Pikau and slowly relaxed, then leaned in to nuzzle the Rahi Tamer.

"It's okay you guys, he's calmer now." Pikau said, motioning them to come closer. Runsas was still wary of his surroundings, but it seemed that the action had relieved the animal's restrained aggression for this place somewhat.
"Looks like all that fighting was just what he needed, he looks even better than when we brought him on the boat. Hey, what's that your eating?"

As if in response to the question, the great boar turned his head and spat something onto the floor a few feet away, then continued chewing. Pikau left the boar's side and poked at the glob with his kukri. It was a saliva-covered Elysian gauntlet.

"Oh."


Asahina looked curiously and asked. "What is it?"
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| September 27, 2018, 10:24 am
Quoting Wertman 8
"AAH!" Konttori cried in pain.

"Lady Nyx, enough!" Merimies cried out, pulling her away from Konttori; the former Oracle slumped back hard, hissing in pain as she did. Merimies kept his hand tightly around Nyx's shoulder; he knew she could easily overpower him if she wanted to, but he held out hope that the token effort would be enough to restore Nyx's composure.

"I do know something," Konttori spat, struggling to an upright position, "I know that you are a violent and twisted woman, as bloodthirsty as myself almost; it doesn't surprise me that someone would want to cover up a past mishap of yours... I imagine you have an entire line-up of bad deeds under your belt!"

Pepeke stepped forwards. "As much as I want to end this, Kontorri, I'm only defending you here because torturing an almost dead person is cruel. He turned to Nyx. "Also, you've been nothing but rude to me since you got here. I think I'm starting to change my mind about Kontorri. Leave her alone, she can't hurt you in this state. Not as much as I will, anyways, if you keep torturing her. Even evil life is still life. Ask Pikau or any of the other scientists here." Having said his piece, Pepeke walked away to keep an eye on the two sorceresses.

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| September 27, 2018, 11:53 am
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke stepped forwards. "As much as I want to end this, Kontorri, I'm only defending you here because torturing an almost dead person is cruel. He turned to Nyx. "Also, you've been nothing but rude to me since you got here. I think I'm starting to change my mind about Kontorri. Leave her alone, she can't hurt you in this state. Not as much as I will, anyways, if you keep torturing her. Even evil life is still life. Ask Pikau or any of the other scientists here." Having said his piece, Pepeke walked away to keep an eye on the two sorceresses.

Konttori grunted: "Thank you, Pepeke... you are unnecessarily kind." she said with some degree of embarrassment.

"-and in all honesty," Konttori addressed Nyx in a far gentler tone, "I genuinely do not know what happened to your memory... but I hope you find it again, and that it is not too painful to bear; you are a worthy foe, Nyx."
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| September 27, 2018, 5:54 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Konttori grunted: "Thank you, Pepeke... you are unnecessarily kind." she said with some degree of embarrassment.

"-and in all honesty," Konttori addressed Nyx in a far gentler tone, "I genuinely do not know what happened to your memory... but I hope you find it again, and that it is not too painful to bear; you are a worthy foe, Nyx."

"The gift of Prophecy is something to be admired. I initially came to seek your aid but circumstances had changed," she said with a graceful disposition, ignoring Pepeke still. "If there is something wicked in my past, it is my duty to own to it." She said coolly, pressing a hand in a soft caress against Kontorri, to soothe the area she gripped harshly. "Apologies for harming you beyond what was needed."
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| September 27, 2018, 10:17 pm
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Quoting Pontel Gunn
"I'll hand over the bear later, just be gone with both of you." Pontel said, shoving Pikau and Rua-Bo-Ye into the cloud of dust and smoke aroused by the bombs. Turning back to Beowulf and the door he kneeled down to begin working on it again. "As I was saying earlier, I know basically no magic, so forgetting what I have learned won't be a problem. But before I spend my time on this, I would like to know what some of the end products are of my labor?" Pontel ask Beowulf.


The hermit laughs. "Tell you what: we focus now on getting that fragment of Ihanne's soul, and when we're on the road I'll teach you some basic magic, and you can tell me if you want to learn any more then. Deal?"

Beowulf does not wait for Pontel to reply before turning to the padlocked door. "Now, as for you..."

Tightly gripping the lock, Beowulf begins tugging on the seal. Pontel rolls his eye as, expectedly, nothing happens; however, as the hermit pulls, the iron frame groans, before completely giving way. With a shove, Beowulf forces the door open, revealing a narrow stairway, torchlight illuminating a path that vanishes into the earth.

"Pontel, you head back and, if everyone's stopped bickering over murder, have them come here. I'd bet that Konttori wasn't the only obstacle between us and the soul that we'll need to face."

With that, Beowulf begins descending the stairway, leaving Pontel alone.

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| September 28, 2018, 4:38 pm
Stronoff got his spear and looked at his wounds as he started to think on his last two battles where he had lost against both the guardian and that corrupt Oracle. He doesn't mind losing a fight; it's part of life, but he felt he losing his edge in time. He wondered can he really be of use to anyone to continue the rest of the journey?

Hiiro and Ramses were getting their stuff ready as they looked for the Asahina and the others.
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| September 28, 2018, 5:32 pm
Pepeke walked over to Tuhinga. "Hi."
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| September 29, 2018, 1:33 pm
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Further conversation was shunted when the Agori received word of the passageway that Pontel and Beowulf discovered; the party then collected their strength, gathered their things and prepared to move in pursuit of the glowing orb.

"But what of the former Oracle?" Merimies asked, but he needn't have: diligent Bokeh was already on the case, summoning two fellow Legionnaires who had apparently been standing guard outside. He conversed coldly to them and they nodded, moving towards the limp form of Konttori, who had relapsed into unconsciousness, and dragging her off; presumably, she would be carted off into a prison cell, where the heroes would never have to see her again, much to their delight.

Once the issue was resolved, the party filtered one at a time into the passageway, heading deeper and deeper underground via staircase. Soft purple window-light turned into hard yellow torchlight; shiny marble textures turned into rugged stone ones; clearly, this area was not meant for public traversal.

At the front of the crew, Beowulf signalled a halt; a deep resonating sound vibrated through the door: the beat of many drums thumping rhythmically away. The heroes strained their ears to hear more, listening to the ominous sound up ahead; a hoarse voice could be heard, chanting repetitively, punctuated each time by a vicious cracking sound, the frightful noise of leather hitting flesh.

"Interesting... some underground ritual, perhaps?" Merimies whispered a little nervously, "Perhaps we should exercise caution, Masters: I've a sinking feeling that something great and powerful lies at the bottom of these steps...!"
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| September 30, 2018, 11:54 am
Quoting Wertman 8
Further conversation was shunted when the Agori received word of the passageway that Pontel and Beowulf discovered; the party then collected their strength, gathered their things and prepared to move in pursuit of the glowing orb.

"But what of the former Oracle?" Merimies asked, but he needn't have: diligent Bokeh was already on the case, summoning two fellow Legionnaires who had apparently been standing guard outside. He conversed coldly to them and they nodded, moving towards the limp form of Konttori, who had relapsed into unconsciousness, and dragging her off; presumably, she would be carted off into a prison cell, where the heroes would never have to see her again, much to their delight.

Once the issue was resolved, the party filtered one at a time into the passageway, heading deeper and deeper underground via staircase. Soft purple window-light turned into hard yellow torchlight; shiny marble textures turned into rugged stone ones; clearly, this area was not meant for public traversal.

At the front of the crew, Beowulf signalled a halt; a deep resonating sound vibrated through the door: the beat of many drums thumping rhythmically away. The heroes strained their ears to hear more, listening to the ominous sound up ahead; a hoarse voice could be heard, chanting repetitively, punctuated each time by a vicious cracking sound, the frightful noise of leather hitting flesh.

"Interesting... some underground ritual, perhaps?" Merimies whispered a little nervously, "Perhaps we should exercise caution, Masters: I've a sinking feeling that something great and powerful lies at the bottom of these steps...!"

Pepeke walked down the stair behind Merimies. "Whatever it is, it can't be any worse then Kontorri, can it?" He looked around for someone to answer.
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| September 30, 2018, 3:07 pm
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke walked down the stair behind Merimies. "Whatever it is, it can't be any worse then Kontorri, can it?" He looked around for someone to answer.

Merimies' heart sank a little when no one granted Pepeke a response; this was not the vote of confidence that they had anticipated.

"Let's hope not Master Pepeke," Merimies finally responded, fear gripping his heart, "but if they are then we'll fight them anyway- there's no way back otherwise."

Taking a breath, the heroes trudged down the last set of steps into a large, circular room: it was if they had stepped into the innards of a large wicker-basket, such was the texture of the walls, ceiling and floor.

They found themselves stood on an elevated platform, with a little orchestral pit rimming around it like a moat; within the little trenches sat many Elyisan chanters and drummers, fully garbed in ancient ceremonial dress. Once the Agori had stepped into the room, the lead chanter, his voice rugged and hoarse, raised his voice and the drumbeat accentuated; the heroes braced themselves, preparing for combat.

In the middle of the room sat a great hulking figure, crossed legged and brandishing a great whip. He had the head of a ram and was covered all over in silver and blood; he was a truly chilling sight to behold. Around his shoulders floated a white orb, the one that had escaped from Konttori's body, the one which the Agori had been chasing.

"The Bloody Consort," Bokeh whispered in shock, clearly familiar with the ram-headed figure, "she kept him here all this time?"

"Hear me my love," the white orb sang in an ethereal voice, "listen now to your wife, ineffable Ihanne! These intruders have come for me, seeking to imprison me as that witch of an Oracle once did! If you love me, dear Zagreus, then protect me!"

Ram-headed Zagreus, the Bloody Consort, looked up and snorted aggressively; the Agori drew their weapons, and the Consort rose to face them. The drums slammed and the voice croaked away; the rising Consort bleated in delight, for today he would shed blood again!

[BEGIN COMBAT]

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 500
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 1, 2018, 10:36 am
Quoting Wertman 8
Merimies' heart sank a little when no one granted Pepeke a response; this was not the vote of confidence that they had anticipated.

"Let's hope not Master Pepeke," Merimies finally responded, fear gripping his heart, "but if they are then we'll fight them anyway- there's no way back otherwise."

Taking a breath, the heroes trudged down the last set of steps into a large, circular room: it was if they had stepped into the innards of a large wicker-basket, such was the texture of the walls, ceiling and floor.

They found themselves stood on an elevated platform, with a little orchestral pit rimming around it like a moat; within the little trenches sat many Elyisan chanters and drummers, fully garbed in ancient ceremonial dress. Once the Agori had stepped into the room, the lead chanter, his voice rugged and hoarse, raised his voice and the drumbeat accentuated; the heroes braced themselves, preparing for combat.

In the middle of the room sat a great hulking figure, crossed legged and brandishing a great whip. He had the head of a ram and was covered all over in silver and blood; he was a truly chilling sight to behold. Around his shoulders floated a white orb, the one that had escaped from Konttori's body, the one which the Agori had been chasing.

"The Bloody Consort," Bokeh whispered in shock, clearly familiar with the ram-headed figure, "she kept him here all this time?"

"Hear me my love," the white orb sang in an ethereal voice, "listen now to your wife, ineffable Ihanne! These intruders have come for me, seeking to imprison me as that witch of an Oracle once did! If you love me, dear Zagreus, then protect me!"

Ram-headed Zagreus, the Bloody Consort, looked up and snorted aggressively; the Agori drew their weapons, and the Consort rose to face them. The drums slammed and the voice croaked away; the rising Consort bleated in delight, for today he would shed blood again!

[BEGIN COMBAT]

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 500
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)

Pepeke sighed. "Here we go. Again."
Despite his siging, Pepeke shot a ball of fire at the bloody consort.

Pepeke level 8
Hp 7
Atk 5
Mag 17
Chg 3

The bloody consort, level 168
Hp 487 (-17)
Atk 5 mag 6
CHg 6
Relic:to be revealed
Remnant: ihannes fragment
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| October 1, 2018, 11:11 am
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Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Pikau was somewhat taken aback by the chimeric monstrosity before him. Never had it occurred to him that such a thing was possible, even in a world of magic. As the beast recoiled from Pepeke's fireball, Pikau took a few notes. "No stitching or scarring around the neck, no awkwardness of movement, this thing seems to be a fully functional organism. But how?" A earth-shaking footfall reminded him of the task at hand. "Right, fight now, study later."

Dropping his Pack a few steps up the stairway, Pikau snagged a loose brick from the wall and chucked it at the Consort. The projectile thunked rather unimpressively off the beast's shoulder. Zagreus turned to the Rahi Tamer, his bleating almost a mocking laugh. Then he unlimbered his metal whip and let the tails fall to the ground with a disturbing clash.

"Oh dear."

Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 473(-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 1, 2018, 11:51 am
Nyx pinches the bridge of her nose in exasperation. She focuses her magic, arcs of lighting leaping from her staff towards the Bloody Consort.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 9
ATK: 1
MAG: 19
Charge: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)


The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 453(-20)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 1, 2018, 12:21 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

"I'd encounter many beasts in my days, but this has to be the ugliest one of them all!" Stronoff said as he readied his spear.

"Prepare yourselve comrades!" Hiiro stated with sword and shield readied.

"Why can't we just be greeted by something that wasn't out to kill us?!" Ramses exclaimed as he pulled his sword. "I understand that THING was just trying to protect his girlfriend?!" He added before swinging his sword at it while earing a questionable glare from brother.

Hiiro blocked the whip with his shield before thrusting his sword into it.

Stronoff spun his spear to distract it a bit then swung his spear at it.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 439(-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 1, 2018, 5:06 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort snorted and grumbled at the attacks, flailing his whip in time with the ominous chant and rhythmic drumbeat; when he had no one to whip upon the arrival of the next beat, he lashed himself instead, wincing with delight as he did.

"He... flagellates himself?" Merimies murmured in confusion.

The physical attackers had been annoying, but it was the magical ones that most concerned the Consort; his bloodshot eyes darted from Pepeke to Nyx, his animal brain rushing to decide who to strike first.

"Hurry Zagreus, or they will take me!" Ihanne hissed from the nothingness.

The Consort picked Nyx, as she was nearer than Pepeke and her attack was far more recent, and he lashed her with his bloodstained whip, in time with the drumbeat of course.

He would have sneaked a second attack in if Merimies had not stepped between them, slashing his ram-like face. The Consort staggered, but quickly recovered and lunged at the attacking Agori.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4 (-5)
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 427 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)

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| October 2, 2018, 6:23 pm
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Tuhinga was still at the entrance to the room... Watching his friends fight this wretched beast. He wanted to help... but he didn’t know if he would do any good in this fight. Uncertainty had him frozen in his tracks...

Kae, however, had no second thoughts about joining the fight. She called on the power of the Sigma Scripture, pain and power coursed through her veins. She charged at the consort, and let out a war cry as she drew her bejeweled blade. Kae lept head on at the beast, her judgment blinded by her newfound power...
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| October 2, 2018, 8:02 pm
The Alchemist stood back for a bit, studying this new foe. ('Wait... Is it... Attacking in time with the beat?') He watched closer for a while longer. ('Indeed it is! I should be able to use that to my advantage!') Rua-Bo-Ye crept closer to the monster as it was busy with the others, trying to keep out of it's sight.
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| October 2, 2018, 8:17 pm
Quoting Wertman 8
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort snorted and grumbled at the attacks, flailing his whip in time with the ominous chant and rhythmic drumbeat; when he had no one to whip upon the arrival of the next beat, he lashed himself instead, wincing with delight as he did.

"He... flagellates himself?" Merimies murmured in confusion.

The physical attackers had been annoying, but it was the magical ones that most concerned the Consort; his bloodshot eyes darted from Pepeke to Nyx, his animal brain rushing to decide who to strike first.

"Hurry Zagreus, or they will take me!" Ihanne hissed from the nothingness.

The Consort picked Nyx, as she was nearer than Pepeke and her attack was far more recent, and he lashed her with his bloodstained whip, in time with the drumbeat of course.

He would have sneaked a second attack in if Merimies had not stepped between them, slashing his ram-like face. The Consort staggered, but quickly recovered and lunged at the attacking Agori.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4 (-5)
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 3
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 427 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)

Nyx snorts, snapping out. "Clearly he does," to Merimies.

She clutched her arm, scarlet life dripping from the whip wound. She wondered if perhaps her ethereal companions could cure this beast, or enslave him to her, but she did not have time for that. Not with Ihanne whispering to the Bloody Consort.

Nyx backed away, melting into the darkness her name was patron of. A frigid pulse of energy flung itself from a corner at Zagreus, aiming at his hands in an attempt to disarm him.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 2
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 408 (-19)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 3, 2018, 2:16 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
Tuhinga was still at the entrance to the room... Watching his friends fight this wretched beast. He wanted to help... but he didn’t know if he would do any good in this fight. Uncertainty had him frozen in his tracks...

Kae, however, had no second thoughts about joining the fight. She called on the power of the Sigma Scripture, pain and power coursed through her veins. She charged at the consort, and let out a war cry as she drew her bejeweled blade. Kae lept head on at the beast, her judgment blinded by her newfound power...

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort spied Kae coming towards him, glowing as she was with the blood-based magic she was lent. The ware-ram broke into a great grin, or as close to one as he could produce with his bestial features; blood was his speciality.

Ignoring Nyx's bothersome attack, the Consort lashed at Kae with an open palm, red sanguine energy springing from his fingertips as he did; the blast hit Kae straight in the chest, knocking her to the floor. The ram advanced, lashing himself with his whip as he did.

Merimies turned to see Kae struggling to her feet, gritting her teeth as she prepared to attack again.

"Madam Kae, fall back! He's too dangerous to be attacked like that!" the Kahkanese servant shouted.

The Bloody Consort tilted his head, seeing what Kae would do next.

Kae (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-6)
STR: 17 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 408
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 3, 2018, 3:02 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Ramses jumped over the Bloody Consort and slash at him on the back with his sword. Hiiro slash passed him with sword as he blocked an incoming attack with his shield. Stronoff charge at the beast head with his spear readied and stabbed him in the chest.

"Please listen, I understand that you were defending your wife is the reason why you attack us, but we have no reason to bring harm to you or your beloved. We jsut fought back out of self-defense." Ramses reasoned with the beast.

"You're trying to reason with him after you'd stroke it on the back?" Hiiro questioned as he knew that his brother plan would backfired.

"I was caught up in the moment okay!" Ramses comically yelled at his brother.

Stronoff kept his focus on the beast spear readied and all.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 381 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 3, 2018, 4:56 pm
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Kae (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-6)
STR: 17 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Kae charged at the beast once again, blinded to her exhaustion by the lust to use her power. Her blade raised, she ran head on at Consort...
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| October 3, 2018, 5:21 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.
Kae (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-6)
STR: 17 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Kae charged at the beast once again, blinded to her exhaustion by the lust to use her power. Her blade raised, she ran head on at Consort...

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Merimies was about to shout a warning to Kae, but it was far too late; the Consort caught her in mid charge, pushing her down to the floor with his foot; Kae struggled to break free, but the mighty ram clasped a hand over her breast. In a horrifying, gurgling voice of bestial froth, the Consort spoke.

"...Blood...!"

Suddenly, dark and sanguine energy seeped from Kae into the Consort as she went pale; with a gasp, Merimies realised what the Ram was doing: he was draining her of blood!

"No!" the old Agori cried, stabbing the monster's arm with his blade; the ram screamed and stumbled back, allowing Merimies to pull a deathly pale Kae out of the line of fire. The Agori was relieved to discover that she was still alive, if only barely; she gasped and spluttered, clearly shaken by the terrifying ordeal, as Merimies placed a hand on her head.

"Rise, beloved Zagreus," Ihanne whispered from the nothingness, "these intruders have threatened me for long enough!"

In response to Ihanne's words, the Bloody Consort sprang back into the fray.

Kae (Level 8)
HP: 0 (-6)
STR: 17 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 369 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 3, 2018, 6:00 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Hiiro blocked an attack from the Bloody Consort weapon striking his legs with his sword as Ramses joined in (after his reasoing with it failed badly) slashed the chest. Stronoff swung his spear at the beast eye causing the Bloody Consort roared in anger as he glared at the Imperial Lancer along with the others.

Ramses kept focus until he started hearing voices which to him sounded like a beautiful maiden he turned to the source to be Ihanne in her crystal. Taken over by curiosity he walked toward it wondering on why the voices were calling him.

Hiiro noticed something was wrong with Ramses as he was about to do something. "Brother wait!" He exclaimed, but jumped back to dodge a attack from the Bloody Consort.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 355 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 3, 2018, 7:12 pm
Quoting Toa Gaim
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Hiiro blocked an attack from the Bloody Consort weapon striking his legs with his sword as Ramses joined in (after his reasoing with it failed badly) slashed the chest. Stronoff swung his spear at the beast eye causing the Bloody Consort roared in anger as he glared at the Imperial Lancer along with the others.

Ramses kept focus until he started hearing voices which to him sounded like a beautiful maiden he turned to the source to be Ihanne in her crystal. Taken over by curiosity he walked toward it wondering on why the voices were calling him.

Hiiro noticed something was wrong with Ramses as he was about to do something. "Brother wait!" He exclaimed, but jumped back to dodge a attack from the Bloody Consort.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 355 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
Remnant: Ihanne’s Fragment (Quest Item)

Rua-Bo-Ye Lv.8
HP: 11
STR: 0
MAG: 18
CHR: 3

The Alchemist emerges from the shade he was hiding in to attack their foe with a ball of flame. He then ,while the beast was busy with the others, rushes to Kae. "Hi miss thief! How ya doing? Not good huh? Here take some of this," Rua-Bo-Ye hands her a bottle of green tinged liquid. He then rushes off to find cover.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 337 (-18)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 3, 2018, 9:26 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
Kae (Level 8)
HP: 6 (-6)
STR: 17 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Kae charged at the beast once again, blinded to her exhaustion by the lust to use her power. Her blade raised, she ran head on at Consort...

Pepeke watched kae, the turned to tuhinga. "You gotta help, kae's one of our best fighters. Come on!"
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| October 4, 2018, 10:09 am
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As Ramses came nearer to the fragment of Ihanne, all the sounds of combat seemed to fade into the distance. Sounds of peace––the roll of ocean tides, the chirping of birds, and the breath of wind through trees on a cool day––filled his ears, drawing him ever closer. Smiling tranquilly, he began to reach out with one hand, attempting to touch the fragment's ethereal form.

"You bloody idiot!" What started out as a distant rumble became a roaring thunder as Beowulf tackled Ramses, snapping the red warrior back to reality. As the two tumbled to the ground, the Consort's whip struck the tile Ramses stood on moments before; had the hermit not intervened, the blow would've killed Ramses instantly.

Ramses, however, was not the most open to being saved. "Get of me!" He cried; in the fall, Beowulf had grappled his way to sit crosslegged on the warrior, pinning him to the ground. "I wished only to talk to the crystal, to see what it wished to say–"

Beowulf promptly slapped Ramses across the face, silencing the warrior. "Rule one of combat," he screamed, "never walk directly at the enemy to talk! If they must say something, they may scream it at you from across the battlefield!" Standing up, he lifted Ramses to his feet.

"And rule two," the hermit continued, "don't get killed for your stupidity. You'll never hear the end of it." Beowulf turns his attention to the consort, who had changed his focus from agile pray to the immobile Kae, with the only thing between him and food being Merimies.

"Ach," Beowulf grumbled before dashing at the Consort. Brandishing his serrated sword, he leapt onto the creature's back, bringing the sword down between its shoulder blades with such force that it broke through the Consort's chest. The ram-headed demigod roared, shaking the hermit off his back but leaving the sword lodged in the wound. Turning, the Consort lumbered towards the tossed hermit, who quickly scrambled to his feet.

"I guess I didn't really think that one through," he said as he raised his fists, fully intending to grapple with the beast, should none intervene.

Beowulf, Level 8
HP: 7
STR: 22
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 315 (-22))
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 9:33 am
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Ramses paused in the moment as he now realized what Beowulf said and he was distracted by Ihanne to let that monster almost kill him if it wasn't for his help. He regained his focus as on the battle.

Hiiro stepped back to avoid another attack from the Bloody Consort, but trip over a small stone behind causing him to fall down. The Bloody Consort was about to strike with his whip only to block by Ramses sword and pushed the beast back.

"Apologies for the wait, brother." Ramses said. "I just need to get my head straight." He added before striking the beast chest.

"Glad you can help." Hiiro replied as he gets up and readied his weapons and slashed him in the sides.

Stronoff charge over and stabbed the Bloody Consort in the back with his spear.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 301 (-14))
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]

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| October 5, 2018, 2:59 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 17
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The glowing crystalline form of Ihanne flew beside Hiiro and Ramses, seeking to take advantage of their emotional vulnerability. The serene sound of the sea and the breeze took hold of their minds, bringing them to a realm of peace once again.

"I know of your mother, handsome heroes," Ihanne whispered into their ears, "I know of her ailment; call off this heinous attack and I shall cure her of her sickness; you wouldn't want to let her down now, would you boys? ...call off the fight and leave, as a collective, and I shall grant you a cure to both the Tar and the illness of dear Ishtar...!"

Meanwhile, Merimies slashed the Consort with his blade; the bloody ram responded in kind by whipping himself sadistically. The old Agori turned his head just briefly enough to see Hiiro and Ramses being lured in by the seduction of Ihanne; he cried out to the young heroes with strained voice.

"Do not listen to her, Masters, whatever she is saying!"

As he hollered his warning, the Bloody Consort rammed into him with his elbow, sending the frail figure flying across the wicker arena; the beast grunted, turning his great bestial head to challenge any other hero willing to test their metal against his.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 12 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 289 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 7:34 pm
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Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Pikau had hung back again, this time deep in strategic observation. Something about the slow, consistent rhythm of the drums had staved the rush of adrenaline to his body and kept his mind moving at the speed of a methodical scientist calmly studying an experiment. And just like an experiment, the patience had yielded excellent results.

Tapping his feet to the beat of the drums, Pikau made his way behind the Consort's line of sight. As the were-ram raised his whip in readiness for the next beat, Pikau dashed in and sliced the monster's leg with his kukri right as the drums sounded. Zagreus, caught just as he was lashing himself, could not deflect the attack and fell to his knees as the severed sinews in his leg gave way.

Pikau retreated to where the rest of the party was grouped, still tapping the to the beat. "Everyone, see, that?," Pikau called, careful to time his words so the drumbeats would hinder the Consort's attempts to hear his strategy. "Stay, away, until, the beat. He can't, fight, when, he's, striking, himself!"

Pikau (LVL 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 275 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 10:12 pm
Nyx emerges from the shadows long enough for a ball of flames to appear above Zagreus' head, descending to entrench his eyes, burning him. She jumps back into the darkness, hoping it would obscure her.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 2
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 256 (-19)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 10:29 pm
Quoting Shining TORPedo
Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Pikau had hung back again, this time deep in strategic observation. Something about the slow, consistent rhythm of the drums had staved the rush of adrenaline to his body and kept his mind moving at the speed of a methodical scientist calmly studying an experiment. And just like an experiment, the patience had yielded excellent results.

Tapping his feet to the beat of the drums, Pikau made his way behind the Consort's line of sight. As the were-ram raised his whip in readiness for the next beat, Pikau dashed in and sliced the monster's leg with his kukri right as the drums sounded. Zagreus, caught just as he was lashing himself, could not deflect the attack and fell to his knees as the severed sinews in his leg gave way.

Pikau retreated to where the rest of the party was grouped, still tapping the to the beat. "Everyone, see, that?," Pikau called, careful to time his words so the drumbeats would hinder the Consort's attempts to hear his strategy. "Stay, away, until, the beat. He can't, fight, when, he's, striking, himself!"

Pikau (LVL 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 275 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]

Rua-Bo-Ye Lv.8
HP: 11
STR: 0
MAG: 18
CHR: 3

"So, you've, noticed, as, well?" The Alchemist said as he prepared a another fire ball and throwing it.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 257 (-18)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 10:30 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

"Can you really grant us a cure for both the Tar and our mother?" Hiiro asked as he felt convinced by her words.

Ramses struggled to resist as he remembered what happen before if it wasn't for Beowulf snapping him back to reality. He quickly stood between Hiiro and Ihanne crystal. "Brother don't believe a word she is saying!" He said with arms on his brother shoulder. "If she really does wanted to help us, she would've call off the beast in the first place!" He added hoping to talked some sense into him before it is too late.

"Maybe it was all just a misunderstanding." Hiiro felt more enchanted by Ihanne words as his eyes started to change colors. "Maybe all we have to do is call off the attack." He suggested as he felt at the peace by the sounds of the ocean as it reminded the memories of his mother taking him to stroll through the lake side of his home.

"What about Beowulf, Merimies, Stronoff, Pikau, Eraba, Rua-Bo-Ye, and the others?!" Ramses exclaimed to his brother. "Are you willing to abandon them after the times that they help us out when we needed it the most!?!"

Hiiro felt more conflicted between on who he should believe.

Stronoff noticed that his students were in trouble. He knew what he had to do something to help, but the Bloody Consort swung his whip to cut the Imperial Lancer as he let out a growl. Stronoff glared as he and the beast let out a fierce roar before they charge each other. The Bloody Consort grabbed blade of his spear Stronoff caught the tips of his whip before it may contact before the two headbutt each others as neither one of them were flinching from the hit as they glared at each others. The two serepated as they match blows as they battle, but Stronoff found an opening as he kicked him in the face and struck the beast eyes with his spear.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 243 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]

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| October 5, 2018, 10:47 pm
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Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno) "So, you've, noticed, as, well?" The Alchemist said as he prepared a another fire ball and throwing it.


Pikau shoots Rua-Bo-Ye a mild glance of annoyance before dashing in to land another strike as the drumbeats pounded on.

"Oh, sure, you, figured, that, out. You're, over, here, shooting, fireballs! That, hardly, needs, the same, amount, of strategy."

Pikau (Level 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHARGE:3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 243 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]

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| October 5, 2018, 10:52 pm
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Despite Merimies's dire call and Ramses's growing skepticism, Ramses and Hiiro found themselves under Ihanne's spell, unable to resist as she whispered seductively.

"I can give you the power to save your mother; the power to defeat the vile Asakura who seeks to destroy you, and your father, who so grossly perverts the family structure. Join me as my champions, Hiiro and Ramses, and together we shall––agh!"

In their tranced state, they did not see Beowulf lunge into the foreground. Nor did they see the strands of metal glinting beneath the hermit's skin, pulsating with forgotten magics. What they did see was the impossible: the tangible affecting the intangible, as Beowulf gripped the etherial phantasm of Ihanne, breaking the brothers free from her spell.

"Bloody gods, promising what they don't have. Do not fall for her tricks, warriors, lest you wish the same corrupted fate of Konttori." Pivoting on his heels, he flung the fragment at the Bloody Consort.

While Ihanne passed through the Consort, her incorporeal form phasing through solid matter, a stream of white plasma erupted from the Consort at the entry and exit of the phantasm, warranting a look of fascination from Beowulf.

"I would never have expected such a reaction, Ihanne. Is your intangibility a greater weakness now than it was ever a strength?" The hermit laughs as he walks towards the Consort, who too slowly stomped towards him. The hermit reaches out with an index finger, pointed at the Consort.

"Gonna need my sword back, buddy. And the only way's gonna be to rip it outta ya, so come at me! Let's tango!"

Beowulf, Level 8
HP: 7
STR: 22
CHG: 0 (-3)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 232 (-25)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 11:31 pm
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QUICK HP RESOLUTION:

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 185
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 5, 2018, 11:49 pm
Hiiro, Ramses, and Stronoff
Level: 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge:3

Hiiro and Ramses shook their heads as they regain focus. Ramses looked at Beowulf. "Thank you for your assist Sir Beowulf." He thanked the hermit before returning to the battle.

Stronoff jumped back to dodge another attack from the beast before noticing the two coming back. "I was beginning to think that you two wouldn't come back from Lala Land." He joked.

"I just remember Rule two." Ramses replied with his sword readied.

"And that is?" Stronoff asked.

"Never die from Stupidity, otherwise I'll never hear the end of it." Ramses quoted Beowulf advice before he rapidly thrust his blade at it.

Stronoff slash through the beast while Hiiro was slightly questioning himself on what to believe after Ihanne words going through his head still manage to land a hit on the Blood Consort.

Ramses looked where Ihanne fled. "Your words can no longer seduce me or my brother Ihanne!" He raised his sword. "Cease this fighting and call off your monster! In return you will be spare!" He demanded boldly.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 171 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: [To be Revealed]
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| October 6, 2018, 12:33 am
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 12
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort stumbled and staggered, reeling from the attacks of the party; the great ram was beginning to tire from the combat. The glowing form of Ihanne hissed at the taunts of Beowulf and the impassioned ultimatum of Ramses.

"Spared?" she laughed, "I know what you want this fragment for; I will not be spared! That is why my love must defend me! Rise, Zagreus! Shed your blood, and prove yourself worthy to be my Consort!"

In a sudden burst of energy, the Consort began whipping himself faster, lashing at a faster beat than the monotonous drummers; while one hand was busy whipping, the other grabbed the hilt of Beowulf's sword and yanked it out of his chest; a great explosion of blood shot out into the arena, spraying everyone in the room. For a moment, no one could see what was happening; but when the sanguine mist finally faded, they looked in horror at the strengthened Consort, great tendrils of liquid blood now thrashing about him like a million angry tentacles. The Consort now grew red from within, blood swirling and churning through his body and out through the newly exposed holes in his back.

"Well done, Zagreus; you have unlocked your true power...!"

Bleating furiously, the Consort lobbed Beowulf's sword back at the party, the flat end grazing poor Merimies in the head and knocking him to the floor.

"...your sword, Master...!" he groaned weakly to Beowulf, indicating where the sword had fallen.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 7 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

[PHASE 2 BEGIN]

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 250 (+79)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment (Quest Item)
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| October 6, 2018, 8:32 am
Quoting Wertman 8
Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 12
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort stumbled and staggered, reeling from the attacks of the party; the great ram was beginning to tire from the combat. The glowing form of Ihanne hissed at the taunts of Beowulf and the impassioned ultimatum of Ramses.

"Spared?" she laughed, "I know what you want this fragment for; I will not be spared! That is why my love must defend me! Rise, Zagreus! Shed your blood, and prove yourself worthy to be my Consort!"

In a sudden burst of energy, the Consort began whipping himself faster, lashing at a faster beat than the monotonous drummers; while one hand was busy whipping, the other grabbed the hilt of Beowulf's sword and yanked it out of his chest; a great explosion of blood shot out into the arena, spraying everyone in the room. For a moment, no one could see what was happening; but when the sanguine mist finally faded, they looked in horror at the strengthened Consort, great tendrils of liquid blood now thrashing about him like a million angry tentacles. The Consort now grew red from within, blood swirling and churning through his body and out through the newly exposed holes in his back.

"Well done, Zagreus; you have unlocked your true power...!"

Bleating furiously, the Consort lobbed Beowulf's sword back at the party, the flat end grazing poor Merimies in the head and knocking him to the floor.

"...your sword, Master...!" he groaned weakly to Beowulf, indicating where the sword had fallen.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 7 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

[PHASE 2 BEGIN]

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 250 (+79)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 6
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment (Quest Item)

Pepeke watched The Bloody Consort whip himself.
He frowned and fired a lightning bolt at him.

Pepeke level 8
hp 7
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2

The Bloody Consort, level 168
hp 233
atk 5
mag 6
chg 6
relic: Ihanne's whip (+5 to atk, -5 to hp)
Remnant: ihanne's fragment
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| October 6, 2018, 11:09 am
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Hiiro blocked the incoming attacks from the Bloody Consort tentacles with his shield before stiking them with his sword.

Ramses managed to cut a few of the tentacles off with his blade, but the beast just grew back new ones to replace the ones that were slice off.

Stronoff blocked most of the attacks then thrust his spear into in it.

Hiiro struggled to block out Ihanne words still echouing in his head as he refused to walk down the same as the corrupted Oracle had.

Ramses picked up Beowulf sword and returned it to him. "Considered us even." He said to the hermit.

The Bloody Consort, level 168
hp 219 (-14)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 6
relic: Ihanne's whip (+5 to atk, -5 to hp)
Remnant: ihanne's fragment
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| October 6, 2018, 11:24 am
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Tuhinga was lost. He was wandering through a dark, blackened forest, with no knowledge of how he had arrived there. He glanced around, and all he could see were dark trees. He thought he could hear the sound of combat in the distance, but he wasn't sure where it was coming from. Faintly, it sounded as if someone was calling his name. He wandered in the direction he thought it came from, and with each step the sound of combat grew louder, until it was so loud it overwhelmed him. Screams echoed around him, metal clashed, claws scraped. He dropped to his knees, the sounds assaulting his ears until he could stand it no longer. Tuhinga awoke with a scream, and there he was, back in the Consort's chamber. He had no idea what had happened, but figuring that out would have to wait. For now, it appeared that his friends needed all the help they could get.

Tuhinga (Level 8)
HP: 16
STR: 13
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Tuhinga could see that the blood covered beast was distracted, busy fighting off Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses's consecutive attacks, and thus charged at the back of the beast. He pulled out his dagger while he ran as fast as his short legs could possibly carry him, and upon reaching the beast, buried it into the back of it's knee. The Consort let out a roar, and as Tuhinga struggled to pull his dagger back out, kicked him hard with the back of his heel. Tuhinga and his blade were sent flying through the air, crashing to the ground with a thud, the latter clattering to the ground a short distance from Tuhinga.

Tuhinga (Level 8)
HP: 11 (-5)
STR: 13
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP 206 (-13)
ATK 5
MAG 6
CHG 6
Relic: Ihanne's whip (+5 to atk, -5 to hp)
Remnant: ihanne's fragment

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| October 6, 2018, 5:10 pm
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Pikau(LVL 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHG:3

Pikau sighed in disappointment as the Consort began his fight anew, a whirlwind of random strikes and slashes, completely out of sync with the ever present drumbeats. "Well, there goes that strategy." Trying to find an opening in the mass of arcane fluid, Pikau spots Tuhinga being forcibly ejected from the red gale. Running over, he sits the dazed Agori up and hands him his knife.

"Whoa now. Given your track record, I'd be more careful about planning your exit strategy after an attack. Like this-!"

(1 CHARGE used)

Pikau lashes his whip, wrapping it around the Consort's own weapon. As the were-ram swings his whip to strike another fighter, he inadvertently pulls Pikau along, sending the Agori flying over the his head. At the height of his arc, Pikau threw his kukri, the blade striking the Consort in the center of his forehead. Loosing his whip and letting his momentum carry him out of range, Pikau rolled to a standing position and made a small bow to no one in particular.

"Amazing what a good beat can do for one's focus."

Pikau(LVL 8)
HP:15
STR:14
MAG:0
CHG:2(-1 for ludicrous shenanigans)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:191 (-15)
STR:5
MAG:6
CHG:6
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 6, 2018, 9:27 pm
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Joven (LVL 8)
HP: 21
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 3

As one does, Joven took advantage of the Consorts distracted state, and with a vengeance as well.

(3 charge used)

"STOP HURTIN MY FRIENDS!"

Joven swung at the beasts bloody face with the ferocity of the mythed raiker bull, such that the impact of his hammer caused visible ripples through the blood infused body of the Consort.


Joven (LVL 8)
HP: 21
STR:8
MAG:0
Charge: 0 (-3)



The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:179 (-12)
STR:5
MAG:6
CHG:6
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 7, 2018, 9:53 am
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Quoting Solias Toa of Earth

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 7
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort shimmered like a puddle upon the impact of Joven's hammer; the creature now moved and turned like a thing of liquid, so at synergy with his own blood as he was, prowling up and down the wicker stage. The drummers and chanters in the orchestral pit accelerated their pace, rising to a great cacophony of sound; they were ramping up to something big.

With a monstrous scream, the Consort lashed himself once again, and all his tendrils of blood shot forth in a great sanguine stream; the torrent of blood hit Joven square in the chest, flinging him to the furthest end of the dungeon and almost landing on one of the drummers.

"Does this monster have no end to its surprises?!" Merimies cried as he readied his blade.

Joven (Level 8)
HP: 10 (-11)
STR:8 MAG:0
Charge: 0

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:174 (-5)
STR:5 MAG:6
CHG:5 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 7, 2018, 11:40 am
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 3

Ramses and Hiiro fighting off the tentacles as Stronoff was about to join, but he noticed the sword he found from the abandon palace before started glowing as he pulled it out.

Stronoff realized the blade wished to aid him in defeating the Bloody Consort as he putted up his spear and readied the sword.

(3 Charge used)

Stronoff charge and swung his sword unleashing a powerful slash wave injurying the beast as it slice through the tentacles.

Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 0 (-3 for using the Paladin Sword)
(Ooc: That's what I'm calling the sword Stronoff is using.)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:157 (-17)
STR:5 MAG:6
CHG:5 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 7, 2018, 3:02 pm
Nyx snarled, a torrent of icy mist coming out of her staff, crystallizing and freezing the scarlet tendrils. With a yell, the frigid blood shattered, spraying the crystalline shards upon the Bloody Consort.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 1
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:137 (-20)
STR:5 MAG:6
CHG:5 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 7, 2018, 3:48 pm
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Tuhinga (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 13
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Tuhinga pulled himself to his feet, watching the ensuing battle. As he contemplated a safe method of attack, an idea came to him. “Hey!” He called out to the other Agori, “This ‘music’ is obviously enhancing the beast. Why don’t we stop the drummers?”
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| October 8, 2018, 3:19 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses
Level 8
Hp: 15
Atk: 14
Charge: 0

The three heroes ready their swords for battle as the Bloody Consort growled furiously at them. The beast fired his tentacle, but Hiiro blocked with his shield leading the charge as Stronoff and Ramses slicing off most of his tentacles from trying to find their blind spots. Hiiro swung his sword at the Bloody Consort sides, Ramses struck the stomach, and Stronoff slashed at his neck.

Hiiro kept his guard up until...

"How long will you continue to resist boy?" Ihanne questioned as her voice echoued in his head attempting to have the blue agori under her power. "Even if your friends did win, what makes you think that you'll find a cure for mother without my power?"

"Get...out...of...my head!" Hiiro struggled to resist her powers.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP:123 (-14)
STR:5 MAG:6
CHG:5 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 8, 2018, 5:05 pm
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Quoting Daniel H.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 7
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"...the music?" Merimies stopped momentarily, listening to the drummers and chanters all around; it seemed so strange, but... perhaps...!

"You is right, Master Tuhinga" he shouted to Tuhinga over the fighting, "we've ignored them this entire time, but their ritual must be doing something; can we silence them? It must be worth trying!"

Meanwhile, the Consort was having quite enough of its three Agori assailants. With tremendous force, three of its four flailing tendrils darted forth and wrapped around the waists of Hiiro, Stronoff and Ramses, lifting them high into the air. Suddenly, the tentacles exploded with a great splat, propelling the three heroes across the room. Unlike Joven, poor Ramses did not manage to avoid the orchestral pit and collided with two chanters, temporarily disrupting the flow of the song.

The Bloody Consort staggered somewhat but, as the musical cacophony resumed its regular pace, regained his composure, three new blood tendrils growing out to replace the ones he had lost.

"Persevere, Zagreus!" Ihanne cried out, "do not let these brutes claim the day; I am counting on you!"

"Did you just see what I saw, Master?" Merimies called to Tuhinga.

Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses (Level 8)
Level 8
Hp: 4 (-11)
Atk: 14
Charge: 0

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 118 (-5)
STR: 5 MAG:6
CHG: 4 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 9, 2018, 6:30 pm
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses (Level 8)
Level 8
Hp: 4
Atk: 14
Charge: 0

"Normally I don't like interrupting a musical, but I'll make an exception." Ramses got up and helped the others disurpt the ritual causing the Bloody Consort to lose his composer.

"Hiiro, go help your brother!" Stronoff ordered before he nodded and use his sword to damage most of the instruments to weaken the enchantment.

Stronoff charge in and slash passed the beast then jumped back to avoid a tentacle still weaken from the disurpt as he threw his spear into the beast causing the Bloody Consort to cry out in pain.

"Huh, right between the eyes." He comment while on guard.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 104 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG:6
CHG: 4 (-1)
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 9, 2018, 7:19 pm
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 7
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

Merimies pointed with his blade to the orchestral pit, shouting above the chaos: "We've got to silence them! We need a magician to do it quickly!"

"Silence that raggedy villain, Zagreus!" Ihanne hissed to her husband; the Bloody Consort bounded across the room, reaching Merimies and ramming him with his shoulder.

The Old Agori hit the floor with a groan, but was quick to spring back into action, stabbing the beast in the chest with great force; the great ram let out a bleat of pain, pulling back with such force that the blade was ripped out of his chest, sending forth a great torrent of blood.

Now Merimies and the Consort stared each other down, waiting for one or the other to attack.

Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 2 (-5)
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 92 (-12)
STR: 5 MAG:6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 11, 2018, 7:16 pm
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Tuhinga (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 13
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"Yes!" Tuhinga shouted in agreement with Merimies, "Someone needs to silence them right now!" Tuhinga saw Merimies go down, and in a sudden fit of anger, charged at the wicked monster. "No!" He screamed, "You will not harm him anymore!" He stabbed the beast in it's calf, and remembering Pikau's advice, quickly yanked his dagger out and attempted to roll away to safety. Unfortunately, being the slightly-overweight and not-so-fit Agori that he was, he ended up flat on his back, only a short distance from the Consort. The beast now made it's way towards the young Agori, ready to kill the bothersome pest...

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 79 (-13)
STR: 5 MAG:6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 11, 2018, 7:36 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
Tuhinga (Level 8)
HP: 11
STR: 13
MAG: 0
CHG: 3

"Yes!" Tuhinga shouted in agreement with Merimies, "Someone needs to silence them right now!" Tuhinga saw Merimies go down, and in a sudden fit of anger, charged at the wicked monster. "No!" He screamed, "You will not harm him anymore!" He stabbed the beast in it's calf, and remembering Pikau's advice, quickly yanked his dagger out and attempted to roll away to safety. Unfortunately, being the slightly-overweight and not-so-fit Agori that he was, he ended up flat on his back, only a short distance from the Consort. The beast now made it's way towards the young Agori, ready to kill the bothersome pest...

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 79 (-13)
STR: 5 MAG:6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment

Pepeke scrambled through the blood and reached Tuhinga. "Come-on! Get-RGGGHHH-UP!" He pulled at Tuhinga. as Zagreus advanced, Pepeke dropped Tuhinga's arm. "Fine." He ran forwards and planted a hand on the Consort's face. "Hey, how ya doin'?" Pepeke sent a surge of electricity through the Consort's body.

Pepeke, level 8
hp 7
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2

The Bloody Consort, lvl 168
hp 62 (-17)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 4
relic: ihanne's whip
Remnant: Ihanne's fragment.
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| October 11, 2018, 8:02 pm
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke scrambled through the blood and reached Tuhinga. "Come-on! Get-RGGGHHH-UP!" He pulled at Tuhinga. as Zagreus advanced, Pepeke dropped Tuhinga's arm. "Fine." He ran forwards and planted a hand on the Consort's face. "Hey, how ya doin'?" Pepeke sent a surge of electricity through the Consort's body.

Pepeke, level 8
hp 7
atk 5
mag 17
chg 2

The Bloody Consort, lvl 168
hp 62 (-17)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 4
relic: ihanne's whip
Remnant: Ihanne's fragment.


Brimming with rage, the Consort pushed through Pepeke's onslaught, grabbing his casting arm and hoisting him into the air. With a mighty roar, the titan tossed Pepeke aside; while he landed with little more than minor bruises, he was now too far to intervene as the Consort lumbered towards the supine Tuhinga.

As the Consort leered over Tuhinga, it began to laugh, stretching its mouth wide. More horrifying than the rows of serrated steel teeth was the form within; for behind its gaping metal maw stared back a lifeless corpse, flesh rotted and burned with tattoos of blood. Yet it was not completely lifeless, for now with its mouth open, all could hear a terrible, rasping inhale, sucking in air indefinitely, with no pause to exhale. Tuhinga scrambled backward, trying to evade the horrid sight, but the Consort bore forwards, laughing louder above the inhale.

Out of the blue, one of the drums collided with the Consort, sending him toppling over as it splintered. From the sides, Beowulf spoke, already hoisting another drum over his shoulder.

"While I get that different civilizations have their own customs and all, I must say: I find this music absolutely dreadful. It is simply too repetitive and uniform for my tastes. However, I must respect that you have put on this performance, and shall return the favor with an orchestration of my own." Dashing forward, he lifted the drum over his head. "I think you'll like it, this one is a real headbanger!"

Punctuation his statement, Beowulf slams the drum against the Consort's head. The titan's skull penetrated the membrane, and now with its vision obscured, the Consort could do little more than flail its arms and whip wildly.

"There, that ought to-" Beowulf was cut short as a backhanded swipe caught him in the gut, sending him skidding along the ground. While blinded, the Consort remained a formidable foe, and in the final hours fought more wildly than ever.

Beowulf, Level 8
HP: 2 (-5)
STR: 22
CHG: 0

The Bloody Consort, lvl 168
hp 40 (-22)
atk 5
mag 6
chg 4
relic: ihanne's whip
Remnant: Ihanne's fragment.
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| October 11, 2018, 8:27 pm
Nyx snarls, her energy draining. She needed to end this, and end it soon! Collecting her power, she focused her magic to work not upon the Consort, but within. The thing about bleeding, is you only bleed from wounds of some sort, from gaps.

Gaps Nyx could infect. Could use to destroy from within. She threw a large, green-blue bolt of mana at the Consort, which trickled into any wound it could find, freezing the bloodstream from within, as well as infecting the region. If Nyx kept putting energy in, the Consort, hopefully, would go into septic shock soon.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 4
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 0
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort, lvl 168
HP: 20 (-20)
ATK: 5
MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's whip
Remnant: Ihanne's fragment.
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| October 12, 2018, 2:07 am
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Old Merimies (Level 8)
HP: 2
STR: 12 MAG: 0
CHG: 3

The Consort screeched; it knew its energy was sapping, not only due to the coldness coursing through his blood but also the diminishing of the music that was giving him strength. Panicking, the Consort lashed out blindly, for the drum was still impairing his vision, in the direction of the cold.

A great stream of icy blood hit Nyx and knocked her off her feet, temporarily stunning her; though the Consort could feel warmth returning to his body, it was not enough to save him, for his precious music had finally be silenced.

"Strike again, Zagreus!" Ihanne screamed, "and again, and again! Don't let them overwhelm you!"

But it was too late; Zagreus staggered in a haze, unable so much as to whip himself any more; the blood tentacles liquefied and poured to the ground, now unsustainable with the Consort's energy levels.

The great ram was left weak and defenceless, open to one final strike.

Nyx (Level 8)
HP: 0 (-4)
ATK: 1 MAG: 19
Charge: 0
Relic: Ihanne’s Icon (Combine STR and MAG into one attack)

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: 10 (÷2 due to absence of music)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 12, 2018, 9:03 am
Stronoff, Hiiro, and Ramses (Level 8)
Level 8
Hp: 4
Atk: 14
Charge: 0

Stronoff stared at the Bloody Consort for a momment as he tighted his grip on his sword. "Zagreus...you may became like this to be Ihanne champion, but I cannot allow to harm my comrades any longer!" He stated before charging toward the beast with all of his might and swung his sword passed his chest. "May you rest in peace,Zagreus!" He said with a sense of sympathy in his voice after he dealt the final blow as he knew that Zagrues was never a monster to began with, but he wished he could've done something to prevent it. Sadly he knew that Zagreus accepted this fate in favor of Ihanne.

Hiiro and Ramses were relieve that the battle had ended.

The Bloody Consort (Level 168)
HP: -4 (-14)
STR: 5 MAG: 6
CHG: 4
Relic: Ihanne's Whip (+5 to MAG, -5 to HP)
Remnant: Ihanne's Fragment
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| October 12, 2018, 10:24 am
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The Consort shuddered, his massive form shimmering like a puddle; the great beast staggered, his form gradually deteriorating and his essence warping like a melting candle. Finally, with a great sigh of capitulation, the Consort collapsed to the floor.

Upon impact, the form of the ram instantly liquefied, leaking across the floor in a puddle of boiling, silvery liquid; laying where the Consort had previously been, was a young Elysian boy, rotted, burned and bloodless like a living corpse. Zagreus- the real Zagreus, who had been sacrificed little under a year ago- shuddered and gasped, pathetically clawing for a few more seconds of life. But finally, the zombified boy slumped, laid dead in a puddle of liquid Consort.

[END COMBAT]

“No!” Ihanne cried out in agony, shimmering down in her orb of light towards the corpse, sobbing loudly. The light of the orb flickered and faded, quickly diminishing in brightness; it was clear that without Zagreus to sustain her, she was also dying.

“Fine,” she whispered weakly as she floated towards the Agori, “take your precious remnant- I’ve nothing… left… to live… for…”

With a breathy sigh, the light faded altogether; a small diamond collapsed to the floor, still glowing with energy but bereft of sentient life. Merimies tore a bit of raggedy cloth from his cloak and used it to pick up the glowing gem.

“Masters… I think the battle is over…” Merimies whispered cautiously.
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| October 12, 2018, 10:29 am
Hiiro approached Ihanne orb cautiously and bend down. "Is this why you needed a champion? To keep yourself alive?" He asked wiht no sign of hate in his voice, but of concern. "Couldn't you find a alternative way without the need of sarciface?"

"B-Brother?! What are you doing?!" Ramses exclaimed thinking it's a bad idea to chat with the very being that tried to seduce them and almost made them her pawn if wasn't for Beowulf saving them.

Stronoff picked up his spear then looked down at the remains of Zagreus before closing his eyes to pray that the fallen agori may find peace in the after life.

"I-Is everyone alright?" Asahina asked as she came out of hiding with Runsas keeping her company and safe.
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| October 12, 2018, 12:08 pm
Rua-Bo-Ye had been putting the drummers to sleep with his spray. With the last drummer dozing off he noticed things had gone quiet. "Where's all the noise?" he wondered as he turned around to see that the battle was over. "Wait it's over already? I wanted to throw another fire ball..."
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| October 12, 2018, 1:20 pm
Pepeke walked over to Nyx.
"Erhm, I hope you don't mind in my asking, but is it alright if i have that? I noticed you don't seem to like it." He gestured to Ihanne's Icon.
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| October 12, 2018, 6:15 pm
Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke walked over to Nyx.
"Erhm, I hope you don't mind in my asking, but is it alright if i have that? I noticed you don't seem to like it." He gestured to Ihanne's Icon.

She gave it to him, shrugging. "It's practically useless to me."
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| October 12, 2018, 7:39 pm
Quoting Wondering Person
She gave it to him, shrugging. "It's practically useless to me."

Pepeke barely suppresses his joy. "Thanks, Mrs. Nyx!"
He takes the weapon and walks over to Tuhinga to show him.
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| October 12, 2018, 10:23 pm
Quoting Juppiter Augustus Furnus (JimiFurno)
Rua-Bo-Ye had been putting the drummers to sleep with his spray. With the last drummer dozing off he noticed things had gone quiet. "Where's all the noise?" he wondered as he turned around to see that the battle was over. "Wait it's over already? I wanted to throw another fire ball..."


"Yo, Rua-Bo-Ye." Stronoff came to him and handed him the whip. "Think of this as a thank you gift for your help, plus you use this better than me with your magic." He said with a smile on his face.
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| October 12, 2018, 11:39 pm
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While the trading and conversations were happening all around, Merimies simply kept hold of Ihanne's fragment, wrapped tightly in its raggedy cloth. The old Agori had heard Hiiro's rhetorical questions towards the lifeless gem, and nodded slowly in thought.

"I wouldn't worry, Master Ramses" Merimies uttered, "this object appears quite dead, and will pose no further threat to us. These Gods are very strange- I wonder if they are all sustained through ritual or worship? Will the others seek to help us, or will they all be as hostile as this Ihanne?"

After pondering for a moment, Merimies started temporarily; they had all forgotten someone.

"Madam Kae!" Merimies blurted out, "Where is she? Is she okay? She was seriously injured during the fight- is someone attending to her?"
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| October 13, 2018, 8:22 am
Quoting Wertman 8
While the trading and conversations were happening all around, Merimies simply kept hold of Ihanne's fragment, wrapped tightly in its raggedy cloth. The old Agori had heard Hiiro's rhetorical questions towards the lifeless gem, and nodded slowly in thought.

"I wouldn't worry, Master Ramses" Merimies uttered, "this object appears quite dead, and will pose no further threat to us. These Gods are very strange- I wonder if they are all sustained through ritual or worship? Will the others seek to help us, or will they all be as hostile as this Ihanne?"

After pondering for a moment, Merimies started temporarily; they had all forgotten someone.

"Madam Kae!" Merimies blurted out, "Where is she? Is she okay? She was seriously injured during the fight- is someone attending to her?"

Pepeke looked around. "I think she got knocked unconscious during the fight. Maybe somewhere near the orchestra pit?" He walked over and inspected the pit, as well as the area around it. " Tuhinga, you saw her last, right? "
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| October 13, 2018, 12:04 pm
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke looked around. "I think she got knocked unconscious during the fight. Maybe somewhere near the orchestra pit?" He walked over and inspected the pit, as well as the area around it. " Tuhinga, you saw her last, right? "

“Uh...” Tuhinga said as he stood up, his mind still reeling from the battle. “I think I saw her go down right before I uh, blacked out or something. I still don’t know what happened to me, but that’s besides the point. Unfortunately, I’m afraid I can’t quite remember where she was... It’s all quite fuzzy...”
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| October 13, 2018, 2:32 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
“Uh...” Tuhinga said as he stood up, his mind still reeling from the battle. “I think I saw her go down right before I uh, blacked out or something. I still don’t know what happened to me, but that’s besides the point. Unfortunately, I’m afraid I can’t quite remember where she was... It’s all quite fuzzy...”

Pepeke nodded. "Can we get Rongo in here? I have a feeling we'll need him."
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| October 13, 2018, 2:40 pm
Oclavis rushed in, having defeated the onslaught of guards with the help of his crew and other warriors, shaking moisture off his body, "Merimies, did you get her?"
Ooc: Sorry for being absent, I'll try to stay available today. If we could move along quickly today, i would appreciate it.
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| October 13, 2018, 3:53 pm
Quoting Toa Gaim

"Yo, Rua-Bo-Ye." Stronoff came to him and handed him the whip. "Think of this as a thank you gift for your help, plus you use this better than me with your magic." He said with a smile on his face.

"Huh. I guess being helpful is helpful! My entire life I've played pranks and annoyed others... I'm starting to realize that unity can have it's uses. Thank you good Sir! Should you and those other two friends of yours need my aid I will give it if I can!"
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| October 13, 2018, 5:29 pm
Pepeke thought for a moment. "Hey, Rua-bo-ye? Maybe if I cast a tracking spell on Kae, would you happen to have something to help her? We could get some of Runsas' spit, as well."
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| October 13, 2018, 5:41 pm
Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke thought for a moment. "Hey, Rua-bo-ye? Maybe if I cast a tracking spell on Kae, would you happen to have something to help her? We could get some of Runsas' spit, as well."

"Ya I've already handed her something. I don't know if she took it or not but I have some more of it."
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| October 14, 2018, 5:17 pm
Pepeke thought some more. "Beowulf? Merimies? You guys are the leaders, what do you think we should do?" He looked at the two expectantly.
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| October 14, 2018, 11:18 pm
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Suddenly, a moan could be heard throughout the room. Conversation halted, the Agori were unsure of what they heard. Another moan.

Tuhinga quickly glanced in the direction from where the moan had come, and there, there was Kae! “Over here!” Tuhinga called to the other Agori as he ran, “Kae is here!” Tuhinga reached her, and knelt down beside her. He was still rather wary of her, but that was put on the back burner for now. He checked for her pulse... “She’s still alive!”
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| October 15, 2018, 11:49 am
Stronoff buried the remains of the agori who was the Bloody Consort to show repsect.

Hiiro was a bit troubled about his encounter with Ihanne as he wondered about what would've happen if he accepted her offer, would he became another monster like the beast that they had fought before or something worse. Never before he had felt explotted by such a foe.

Ramses stretch his back still a little sore from the battle while Asahina helped the others.
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| October 15, 2018, 7:53 pm
Quoting Daniel H.
Suddenly, a moan could be heard throughout the room. Conversation halted, the Agori were unsure of what they heard. Another moan.

Tuhinga quickly glanced in the direction from where the moan had come, and there, there was Kae! “Over here!” Tuhinga called to the other Agori as he ran, “Kae is here!” Tuhinga reached her, and knelt down beside her. He was still rather wary of her, but that was put on the back burner for now. He checked for her pulse... “She’s still alive!”

Pepeke scrambled over to Tuhinga. "We need Runsas' spit. Maybe some other stuff, too. where's Rongo?"
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| October 16, 2018, 10:48 am
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Quoting Meepinater C.
Pepeke scrambled over to Tuhinga. "We need Runsas' spit. Maybe some other stuff, too. where's Rongo?"

"Here," Merimies hauled a bucket of water fetched from above, "lift her up so we can rehydrate her, Masters; this will keep her going until medicine can be provided."

Once Kae was upright, the raggedy servant brought the pail of water to her lips and tipped it gently upwards.

"It is over now, Madam... the creature is bested..." he said soothing voice, or at least one less raggedy than normal. As he rested the bucket, his mind flashed back to the Remnant they had won, Ihanne's fragment; he thought of the four other remnants they would have to win- battles yet to come, at what cost yet unknown.

But for now they had won, and with that came just a little respite.

----

Meanwhile, very far away, the real Ihanne shuddered; she felt the ephemeral chill run down her ghostly spine and she knew instantly what had happened.

“So, a part of me is dead,” formless Ihanne whispered, “along with my mortal husband; I feared this would happen one day; I risked too much by venturing into the world of mortals, for I myself became mortal… or at least, a part of me did…”

“…I must warn the other gods:” she continued, “this party of adventurers will stop at nothing to get what they want… and with the Heretic coming, I fear that the age of Gods is coming to an end…!”
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| October 16, 2018, 4:03 pm
Hiiro heard some mutters and looked behind him as he see where it came from.

"Is something wrong Hiiro?" Stronoff asked.

"I thought I have heard someone voice, but I must've imagine it." Hiiro replied as he still puzzled about it.

Ramses stand guard on Kae recovery as Asahina petted Runsas.
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| October 16, 2018, 4:48 pm
Pepeke watched Merimies help Kae. "Glad that's over. Good job, Tuhinga."
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| October 16, 2018, 7:10 pm
Rua-Bo-Ye came over to Kae. "Here take this," he said as he handed her another of his concoctions.
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| October 17, 2018, 12:01 pm
Nyx rolled her eyes. "Are we done fawning over the injured girl?" She asked, clutching her still-wounded arm. She had already cleaned the wound, and wrapped it tight with her cloak, still, blood trickled.

"We need to get moving. Soon." Nyx said, eyes boring upwards. "This place gives me the creeps."
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| October 17, 2018, 9:51 pm
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Several crashes and bangs announced the sudden arrival of Rongo, cart and all, into the underground chamber. Shaking the mortar from his fedora, he turned to face the rest of the surprised party.

"My sincere apologies for being so late to arrive. I 'ad found a side hall that let me roll my cart down 'ere, but the door at the end proved too small. 'Ad to do some minor remodeling to fit it through, I 'ope the Elysians don't mind. Now, who needs aid?"

A quick glance revealed most of the group had sustained some manner of injury, easily manageable thanks to the Spit of Runsas, but his attention was drawn to the group huddled around the emaciated body of Kae, who was just beginning to feebly stir. "Oi! What 'appened 'ere!?"

Pushing his way into the group, noting Nyx's wince as he brushed past her arm, he dropped to his knees and made a hurried examination of the fallen thief. "She's lost a lot of fluids, too much for just water to fix. The Spit should repair the internal damage, but I doubt it can replace that much mass..." Rongo trailed off as he gently lifted Kae's head and placed the Vial under her nose. Her eyes fluttered at the stench, but made no other moves as the magical saliva began to take effect.

She appeared to literally grow outwards, her frame filling out as her skin returned to its proper shade and opacity. Still visibly anemic but much improved, Kae attempted to speak...
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| October 20, 2018, 8:09 pm
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Quoting Shining TORPedo

Merimies knelt, gazing upon the greatly restored form of Kae; his voice was one of reverent awe.

"Is there no end to the miracles this substance can perform?" he whispered breathlessly, "she still seems quite weak, but her condition seems to have stabilised. Let us load her unto Master Rongo's cart, where she can recover in peace; then, we can finally leave this accursed Citadel...!"
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| October 21, 2018, 10:44 am
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“Thank... you...” Kae mumbled feebly. She was so tired... once she was loaded onto the cart, she had to struggle to stay awake, afraid that if she slept she may never wake again...
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| October 21, 2018, 11:43 am
Pepeke watched the ordeal with relief. when Kae was loaded onto the cart, he stood up and stretched. "Alright. Who knows the way outta this place?"
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| October 21, 2018, 11:46 am
Pepeke sat down to rest his lefs. Everybody was not really doing much. "Are we gonna go or not?"
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| November 5, 2018, 11:20 am
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Beowulf gazed at the ceiling of the dark chamber. In the gloom, one could make out old runes, dark runes, secrets of black magic forbidden to all but those who delved too greedily. Cursed runes, vile runes, built on war and suffering. And within the back of his mind, one tugged at his very psyche, demanding to join its kin.

Pepeke’s question jolted the hermit back to reality. He looked around, glancing at the faces of his companions. They scuffed their feet against the tiled floor and too glanced around. They were a bit shaken, with the barrage of events, and too were anxious to leave.

Beowulf nods at Pepeke. “We should go, there’s still so much to do, and the sooner we get it done, the better.” Turning, the warrior made his way to the door through which the party entered, and the fellow Botanan adventurers followed.
~~~
Far away from the Agori, an old figure sat, staring out from a hilltop over the Iron Citadel. Ancient armor, which once shone with a brilliant silver sheen, was now rusted to a dull grey and mottled brown. Once, he had worn a featureless visor, but had long ago traded it for a slab of metal, beaten into a horned skull. Such was the will of his goddess, whose unspoken words commanded the void.

Two figures stood behind him, one at each side, scuffing their feet on the earth as they waited, as they had for the past several hours. They were servants to another god, not his own. Yet he had recruited their lord for his purposes, for so far as he needed them.

But he did not need them now.

Slowly, the knight rose, metal creaking as he stood, blotting out the sun as he towered over his Elysian companions. “Go,” he commanded, without so much as looking at them, “return to the Eternal Flame.” And, despite their gut instincts telling them to disobey, they left, for to disobey meant a swift death.

Alone, the ancient warrior gazed out at the city. Konttori was defeated, and Ihanne’s physical connection to the world severed. It was time.

And on this day, the Heretic would leave his first black scar upon the world, and a war for vengeance begun.
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| November 20, 2018, 11:18 am
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