Raindrop Valkyrie

Actually hoping Byron and Quincy are near each other, so I can get them into a scrap. Kinda want to iterate they aren't on the same side. Hell Byron could even join up with you guys if he has too, that Rat really is crazy. (also their powers don't work on each other, so with them it comes down to who is the better shot.)

Yea and don't forget in Chapter 2, A Mafia hitman and a sociopathic Rat guy also rejoin the fray.

Love how both Viktor and Ark's character (sorry forget the name right now.) are both such quiet characters lol. THough I don't blame Ark's character right now though. I don't think I would be inclined to talk to a guy that I know only as "The Crimson Tide", and looks like a Wild Man.

Here's where I wish there was a village next, sadly it is a major city. Once we finish, the Battle of Passthrough, the Heros will be still headed towards Nevermore, which is the capital of the Shadowed Isles, and while there is Slavery there, someone won't really end up that well known. (Basically it is a hard city, ruled by an iron-fist of corrupt business men and just as bad politicians.). I will definitely try to fit him in though. (I don't think Nevermore will take all of Chapter 3, they are headed there for info, so as long as they don't piss off the Shadow Counsel they hopefully won't be there too awful long.) Also I think Bard is the better suited class for him. (mostly because as a Half-Ogre I am wondering who could have taught him the ways of the Bard, and that would be interesting to add into his backstory. Like were his adoptive parents/owners the ones who taught him, was it a traveling minstrel who took a shining to the lad, or was it someone in town who enjoyed his company so much, that they deciced to teach him about it.). Oarloff, sounds like a a very likeable, (probably a little less dumb than he lets on) guy, which are good marks to have as a bard. Though he may not be the dashing pretty boy version, he is definitely a very interesting one to say the least. (not everyday you get a Half-Ogre Bard, especially one who plays such a dainty instrument such as the harp.)

Might be a chance to jump in once Chapter 2 is finished for you Super, but need to think about it lol. It really depends on your character etc if you make one, since I have to think of a way to logically shoe-horn them in. He/She can't just appear. ( at least not in the way I host, I don't like having Loose ends.) (Also updated Jupiter's most recent response to Helze, was a bit burnt out there for a bit, but now I am a bit clearer. I didn't add to much too it, but did change it up a bit.)

I am trying to figure out if Phantom is even a human, he feels so alien, I don't even know if he runs on a Black and White Morality system. Feels like he is an Orange and Blue. (Basically, Orange and Blue Morality scale is something that isn't something that fits into the traditional good and evil, or Law and Chaos scales.). Something about he feels so Alien to me, and I can't put my finger on it. (it has nothing to do with his power either.)

Yea, sorry about that, but thinking about dropping Olrien. He isn't a character I am enjoying RPing enough to justify the time. I keep forgetting about him, so that is one way it is evident. Graterras has been eating a lot of my time (speaking of which you dropping that Flux? You haven't replied in a long time.) so sorry, man. Feel free to NPCify him if you need him, or kill him off I don't mind.

((um, whoops))

Well as soon as ketchup was mentioned, I lost all interest in the fries.......(Hate that vile substance, it is the root of all evil.).

Orpheaus- Frontliners Orpheaus chuckled. "Aye thank you friend." as he continued to work. "Hearing that helps me more than you can imagine. Knowing that even someone who just met me, still believes in me, and more importantly, all of us." He looked at the Kenku man. He his Bio-tech arm, the missing eye, they told Orpheaus volumes about this man even without having to directly ask him. He had been trough his own trails. Orpheaus could only imagine what those were, seeing the state of the man standing before him. He was this damaged by it, and yet he still stands, a resilient spirit. That or a rash one. Orpheaus had the feeling it was actually both though. "And don't worry about Brass, he is a big talker, but he has a good heart. Just be happy he is in-charge of the wall and the archers." Jupiter-Wall Team A tear rolled down her cheek. It was the first time someone had ever called her that, Jupiter had always wanted a sister. Being born into a family with 5 brothers what more could a girl want? "Don't worry my bow is always here for you." She wiped the tears from her cheeks, "Guess, it is time to let our arrows pierce the Heavens. Let's give these Undead bastards hell." she said, that Emerald flame burning in her eyes, once again. ((was burned out a little first time writing Jupiter's section, edited it too make it a little better.))

"Who the hell do you think I am?" Various Characters, Gurren Lagann.

Bjorn and Chauff- Frontliners "Aye, just follow me Sigurd." Bjorn said, his face a beaming smile. Chauff lit his pipe and put it into his mouth, "I am coming with ya guys, I am going to get bored if I just sit here." Chauff said in his slow voice. "And I guess those are nice swords, look better than most of the ones around here." he added quickly. "Don't worry though, we will be cheering you on from the sidelines. Not that I like any of you guys, I just need somebody to keep my house from being destroyed." "By Aelia's Tits you are an insufferable man sometimes Chauff." Bjorn added, along with his cheery mirth. "Not my fault they are fighting impossible odds, I mean got to look at the facts." Chauff added. this back and forth went on for a bit as they walked into town to get to the church. Bjorn, a funny old man, had a brilliant white beard, and had a few white whiskers left up top. He was still pretty well built for a man his age, probably still made an effort to stay fit. Chauff was a squirrely fellow, he was mostly skin and bone except this pot belly. He was almost entirely bald, but had a small ratty moustache, a Dark Grey in colour. He had a very dry sense of humour. Although it didn't look like it at first glance, these two geezers were good pals. They were pretty inseparable. They had arrived, Bjorn picking up to buckets full. After shooting Chauff a dirty look, Chauff grabbed one. "Hopefully we can get these walls patched up soon, I imagine you would like to stretch out your muscles before your battle." Bjorn said, jolly as could be. "Yea, wouldn't want to pull a calf, that wouldn't be good." added Chauff. "Ack, shut yer yap ya weasel." remarked Bjorn. "What? Only stating the truth, honest." replied Chauff. Before they could leave however, a kid came out of the Church, seeing Sigurd he charged straight at him. "Are you you a Fighter like Mister Orpheaus too?" he asked, coming to a abrupt stop. He was a boy, probably around 7. He had Auburn Brown hair, and Brown eyes to match.

Jupiter-Wall Team Jupiter hadn't really been paying much attention to Hunter until now. She looked at him now and studied him. He was definitely larger than your average Timber Wolf or any mundane breed of the species. She wondered if he was a Dire Wolf, but she quickly quelled those thoughts, there were none of the distinct marking is Hunter's fur to say so. "I would love to him during the hunt, I bet it would be a beauty to watch." Jupiter said, a beautiful smile on her face. Jupiter couldn't help but let her mind wonder, who was this girl? she was very interesting. Helzebeth was like no one she had ever met before. She wanted to know more about her, however she didn't think it was the time to ask. It probably showed on her face a little. You know, that look that someone gives when they are about to say something, but hold it back. Even for Winter, it was a warm day. Jupiter enjoyed the feeling of the cool earth on her feet, it felt only natural. "Helze, I hope we get through this battle." Jupiter said out of nowhere. "If we do both make it, Do you mind if I tag along? I don't mean to impose, but after this place is safe, I don't think they will need me anymore. And you are the closest thing I have met to kindred spirit my entire life, it would be a shame to not get to know you better." It was evident she had strong feelings about this, as Nemesis shifted above, she became slightly restless, wanting to move to her master, but not wanted to rile the townsfolk again.

*Suddenly appears as if from nowhere* Murdoc that was the point lol. He is going to send everyone back to get their verdicts. Also Byron and Quincy have already received theirs, no need to haul them back up. *slinks back into the shadows*

Hmmm, so those were Zeus and Poseidon, they seem powerful, but not as powerful as Hades. Hades exudes an aura of power, though I assume it is because he doesn't try to hide his. Maybe Zeus and Poseidon are more powerful than they seem. Viktor thought to himself. He could never really turn off his reading skills, he was always observing the situation. Being a Solider and after that a SWAT team member he couldn't help it. He looked at the other individual that was brought along, another recruit. Nothing really stuck out as remarkable to Viktor, so he wondered why he was brought here. His power must be something not immediately obvious, like mine. But he doesn't even seem like a threat, but he is here, that means more. VIktor made no move to introduce himself to this Keaton, as Viktor almost always did, he would wait and observe.

Orpheaus-Frontliners "This one in particular, not sure." Orpheaus said in reply to Marcus. "Most likely an Infernal Bone Golem, those things are going to be a pain. Be careful using fire around them, I know you CInder Knights are very capable, but they are imbued with Cursed Flames. So try and refrain using Fire near them otherwise, they may seep into your minds." Orpheaus had deep concern on his face. He had seen it happen once, wasn't pretty. He watched as the man turned, slowly, painfully, and became an even worse monster. It was an event that stuck out in Orpheaus's mind almost as visibly as the death of his own brother. "You will know the beasts when you see them, they are disgusting tangles of bones from a myriad of beasts and Humanoid races. A horrid Ebon Flame burns in their centers, and licks the bones around it colouring them black. The only good turn of events is that we haven't seen many of them, so we are hopefully won't see any or maybe 1 or 2." "Also, Akuma pardon me for not answering sooner, but my armour isn't really made for anything short of battle. I only had it on this morning since I was rallying the troops when you arrived. It does them good to see somebody leading them, though I still don't know if I am cut out for this. It had been hard without Brass around, he is the one they really trust around here. But they see Brass put his faith in me, and then they can put theirs in me as well." he sighed. he continued into his work then, just dropping the conversation, it wasn't to be rude, but he retreated into himself for a second. He continued diligently working, hammering board after board. Brass-Wall Team "I fear, I don't know much of my people." Brass said, his Granite voice seeming to crack a little. It was abundantly clear he was telling the truth. "I don't know much of my past before this place either." Brass stood up for a second and looked out of the tent flaps. "I have lived here my life that I can remember. I was raised as any other human child. I knew I was different having scales, unlike the other children, but I had no idea what I was. It wasn't until Orpheaus happened to show up one day that I learned there were others like me." Brass had that nostalgic look on his face, the one people had when remembering something like it was yesterday. "He had been running from something, it was evident by the way he entered town. He looked ragged. It was then when the Undead jumped out. It wasn't anything too powerful, but back then Orpheaus wasn't as strong as he was now. He was about to be over taken, when I happened to reach out, I thought I was talking to myself in my head, yelling for someway to save this man. And that was the first time the Earth moved for me. It heard my cry, and shattered the undead beasts chasing him." he walked back and sat. "All I know of my people are the teachings of Magnus, The Shaker of Worlds. Orpheaus taught me of him after seeing how the Earth moved at my command. He never told me what he saw in me, but from that day forward we had always been friends." Brass looked down at his cup, it was empty, he deftly poured himself a new cup. It was strange to see how swiftly and gracefully the Giant moved. Brass looked as if he moved the world would shake, and yet he still had the grace of a dancer. "I guess I didn't really hold up my end, Stone Brother, but no matter, I would still love to hear of your people." he said, a gentle smile on his lips.

"We will just be shoring up the walls a bit, after that I guess you could ask around. I personally will be sparring with the better swordsmen. and Xavier no need to show them your style by the way. I doubt anyone here would grasp the concepts of being a Cinder Knight. But you can show them Swordsmenship, I am sure you learned the basics from your masters. I am not asking you to teach them a style, just what to do with what is in their hands.." He had a slight grin. "There is no way I could teach them My Gold Lotus style in this short a time either. It focuses on letting go the things that can hold us back, and that is no easy task.." Orpheaus didn't have Sunglimmer with him. The scabbard of the sword he carried now didn't match the metal. This was a simple stock sword that the other townfolk used. Even carrying a lot of the building supplies Orpheaus didn't seem too phased. He walked with a strange grace even now. He held himself much the way royalty did, but it was slightly different. They reached the spot, it was a huge hole. The heros most likely thought to themselves what the hell could have done this. It was evident that it wasn't some base undead. Perhaps it was the Infernal Bone Golems Brass mentioned, though he seemed to pass over them quickly if they were this powerful. "Alright Let's get started," Orpheaus placed one knee on the ground and held a board up. he held 4 of the nails in his mouth. He placed the Nail, and tapped it in with the hammer deftly, to get it too stick. He then hammered it in and repeated with each of the corners. He had obviously done this alot before, it was a bit off putting to be honest. Orpheaus gave off a sort of Kingly air, yet here he was in the dirt, doing the work of anyone other peasant. If it weren't for his Golden scales he would just look like a normal peasant man.

Alrighty, I maybe good at pulling things out my ass, but even I got my limits lol.

Um, so is everybody ditching Orpheaus? I thought only Sigurd would do it, so I wrote up some NPC for him to interact with, but wasn't expecting all of you guys to split off. (Mostly at Notus, not saying you can't, but it will definitely take me a bit of time to get back to you lol.)

Jupiter-Wall Team "Eh, he thinks he is a hot-shot. He means well,but I hate that type. Using the fact that they mean well to get out of any fault. He doesn't want the women to fight because he thinks we aren't prepared for war or whatever. He has seen just as little battle as us so it is all just a show. Makes me sick to my stomach." Jupiter said, that sickly-sweet tone in her voice. She crushed the dirt in-between her toes as she walked. Jupiter preferred being barefoot, felt more natural to her. She was actually surprised Helzebeth didn't ask her about it. Most people said it was unladylike to walk around with no shoes. Then Jupiter realized, people probably wouldn't consider Helzebeth all that Ladylike either. Just from the air that surrondeded her Jupiter flet like Helzebeth wasn't the girly girl type. Jupiter than changed her train of though saying "I should hope they stop gawking at Nemesis soon, even though she is blind, she can still feel them looking at her, she is getting very nervous. Nemesis isn't very good with people, considering what they did to her side." Jupiter had the feeling that Nemesis go hide herself for now, just get out of the way, and maybe the townsfolk would leave her alone. Nemesis, flew to a nearby rooftop feeling her masters concern. She agreed maybe it was best. She sat there her sash blowing in the wind. Now that she wasn't down in the field most of the villagers stopped staring. This was the first time they saw her, and she would be a dazing sight indeed. She looked Beautiful up there on the roof though, the ugly ravaged wound on her side barely visible.

na it is cool man. And yea I totally agree with you on that. Aurora's culture and that of the Victonari really clash, it is almost as bad as the Elves and the Dwaves disconnect. Though they spend a lot less time around each other so it is rarely comes up. Brass also wasn't chastising Sigurd, though i could see why he felt that way. Brass is actually more personable with the Human and Demi-human folk, because he was raised as if he was one. I am being very quiet about Orpheaus though becuase he is a part of a major arc. He is a kind of Foil for The Gentleman. (Though they will never end up fighting, that is your guys fight, not Orpheaus's.) as he is a very powerful force of good you met very early on. Though he isn't anywhere near as powerful as the Gentleman is right now. The Gentleman is like the End-game boss if that wasn't clear by now, He is a powerful baddy, though don't think him as purely Evil. There is no such thing as True Evil in the world of Graterras. Graterras is very much a world of Grey, your characters must ask themsleves, what do they value as good and evil? Also it isn't a noob thing to challenge the Host's character's a bit. That is a bold risk and i commend you for it. If you took Orpheaus for his word 100% he would have been disappointed. He would think you mindless and not capable of being fit of being called a "hero". The fact that most of the others backed up Sigurd impressed him as well. There is alot you don't know about Orpheaus yet, and is why he might be a hard to understand him a bit. But I believe in time Sigurd might actually get along with him. They really do see in similar ways, Orpheaus is just stubborn and has a lot of his own inner demons he is battling with currently, and why he is sorta stand-offish, or seems to be untouchable. He doesn't mean to come off that way, he justs does right now.

Orpheaus - Frontliners "I can't stop him, however I fear for him." Orpheaus said, a pained look on his face. Judging by the way he treated that Woman earlier, I think he has the idealism of being a hero stuck in his head. My brother was that way, and now he is dead, nothing good comes from this, only pain once they realize how bleak this world really is. Orpheaus thought to himself, he didn't voice it, though it would be evident to the others that something weighed heavily on his mind. Orpheaus sighs. "Promise, me you lot will look after him. Don't let his resolve crumble, if it does.......I fear he will be lost forever." A pained look came over his face as he said it, thinking of his adoptive brother, Armind. ((Orpheaus was actually adopted into Armind's family, just to make sure you guys know what I mean.)). It was evident he didn't want to talk about it. as He quickly tried to shift the subject. "Anyway, that wall, perhaps we should get moving?" With that he started to shuffle off. Bjorn and Chauff- Frontliners Sigurd was repairing a different patch of the wall with a few Elderly gentleman. Bjorn, an older man coming from the Lands of Aurora, and Chauff, a shifty-eyed old geezer, were the ones he was working with. "That fighting style is really silly, why two swords?" Chauff said, a whistle coming out of the gap in his teeth everytime he said an s sound. "Ack, because who the hell needs a good defense when you obliterate your foes before they can even hit you?" added Bjorn. "I guess, still silly though." Chauff said, not convinced. "Ack, if ye came from Aurora you would understand, we are hardy folk, and got time for the fancies of Armour and shields. We fight with what gets the job done, especially the Dervishes. The Wind Templars, all about movement and freedom of flow are whatever." Bjorn said confidently. "Oh, by Aelia's Tits, we are out of nails. Eh, Sigurd be a champ and come with me? Me old bones are a bit creaky, so be tough on my carrying all by myself." Chauff looked wounded. "What about me ya old goat?" Bjorn yelled in response "The last time I took you ya, didn't even carry a single nail, we just complained and wen to find food. Even the promise of Aelia's hand in marriage wouldn't get me to ask you anywhere again." "So what do ye say Sigurd?" Bjorn asked, a small grin on his face.

The wind picked up blowing hardily, Nemesis's Sash flowing wildly in the wind, every once and awhile a glimpse of her milked over eyes could be seen. Why she had a sash over her blind eyes, hard to tell. Jupiter Looked at Helzebeth curiously. She had been paying attention to her talking, but she was fascinated by this women who stood before her. Definitely not for around these parts, but I like her, she is feisty. thought Jupiter to herself. "I would have to say the ones that can at least shoot straight over over there" she pointed to a rather sizable chunk of men, and a few women other than her "girls", as she called them. It was probably about a 100. Passthrough seemed like a small village at first glance, but Helze realized the actual size of it in this moment, there were so many people. She could only imagine how many more would be here if all the children and elderly and less-able were here. "The others, they need some work, but let the Harpies take care of it." she said, obviously meaning her girls. They were a pretty rough looking bunch for having Jupiter as their leader. Jupiter though only looked frail if you passed over her, those eyes they showed her real spirit. The Harpies however, looked the part. "No sense in them training with us, they would be over their heads, and then they would learn nothing." Jupiter said, a half-cocked smile on her face. Her energy really made up for her small frame. "Let's get to work Sister, oh and if you see Hawke, give him a hard-time for me, cause he better pray to what ever god he worships he isn't learning from me." she said, sweet as could be. It only slightly hid the venom in her voice.

Yea, I am actually giving you guys room to develop on purpose, I want your characters to feel like they belong to the world in their own little way. My world is so big there is room for their personal stories, even if it doesn't effect the overall world very much. Then again I like to work along with people and their characters, I like to make them feel as if their character actually are heros in the world, and not just some dudes who showed up one day to kick some ass. Your collective Group is know as the Heros of the Shadowed Isles, and I actually kinda want to run multiple groups through this, to have many legends of the Heros of the Shadows Isles. I Want them to be surronded in mystery, and it really feel like a tale that has been passed down if I do campaign and story arcs later one down the line. I would have to decide on which was really canon, but it would most likely be this version. Sigurd and Orpheaus's little spat is very interesting to me, probably because I never expected a player to question an NPC of mine like that. Talking back to a guy like that took some real courage, cause you had no idea how powerful he was, it also shows why I like this free form system much better than actually in D and D, the rules would get in the way of the story I feel. While I freely admit I think Templars are a bit OP in a sense, they also bring so much depth to my world. No other world really has personified exemplars of the elements themselves. They are really just glorified Paladins, just with different tenets, but that is what I like about them. Only people I really need to respond to get them on the way right now is Flux and Acquie, both the Recon Members (Odin don't count he is run by me like Steele.) Also Orpheaus didn't actually slay a Dragon, he justs says he did. It that he is lying though, he really did defeat one, but not in the way you think, keep your eyes peeled. (The town really does believe he killed it though, since it stopped attacking the village.)