Sutoratosu

Rame The door opened with a silent click. There was already one occupying one of the bunks within the space, a tall and brawny boy with a greatsword of all things leaned against the side of the bed. Rame almost found herself impressed, honestly; a boy who from the tone of his skin was obviously from the south, wielding a blade fit for a Northsman.... it took some balls, it did. She didn't say a word to him though, just walked to the opposite side of the room and took the lower bunk furthest from his before sitting her bag and instrument down. He was quiet... she didn't even know if he had noticed her come in. Good, so long as he stayed that way, so would she, and there wouldn't be any shit to start... "Fucking edgelord and his poultry wind..." She removed the Fecnial on her back as she pondered the other northern child, laid it flat in her lap. She hadn't used the thing since she'd left home, come to think of it... during the boat ride she'd been bound and gagged and all her possessions stored with the captain, and even after they finally hit the port and she was loaded onto the plane and finally released, there hadn't been any real reason to draw it in anger... until wind boy...not that Braith had let her tear him a new one. Next time though... but for now, the survival tool was still in pristine condition, more or less. It was almost disappointing, would be a waste to clean it now, even if it would occupy her. With a sigh she picked the thing up and in a single deft motion spun it's head towards the earth and drove it clean into the floorboards like a miniature spear and let it stick there with a short hum of vibration as she began to rummage through her bag...

After several days of work, something beutiful has occured. And no, I don't mean getting the Fucking Deflect skill axed from pirates... that's just a nice plus. On the Reborn FEF discord server, checked the pinned messages. I've a present for all players. Merry Christmas in november, kiddos...Zet may slap santa hats onto everyone's mug, but... I'm the real santa 'round here

... I have something for you all when you get there. Check the pinned posts once you have discord set up and the server connected. You will see. And you are welcome. And be damn sure to thank Acquie and zet too... or I'll find you..and when I do, Dissonance will become an actual Staff.

"....................." they simply stared blankly at the barely living man as they backed away once more, letting the blood soaked Rapier hang at their side. They glanced ornery at the thing for a moment, then at their own body and back to the foe... "Perhaps these... wounds really were worse... than I believed her evaluation to be... It's... kinda impressive though. Despite your ugly mugs and the utter simpleness written all over their expressions, you moronic lot can somehow predict & deflect my blows easier than anyone I've ever met before, well almost anyone. Hmmm... maybe that captain of yours is actually worth something...or maybe I'm just feeling more out of it than I think..."

"Ah nice effort, sea scum, but I'm not so pitiful and easy as you think..." Cadence brings their blade to bear once more after nimbly sidestepping the man's chop and giving him two nice stabs to gut and thigh... the concentration obvious in their eyes as they glare at the neerdowell. The priestess had healed their axe wound completely, and at the very most managed to stop the bleeding and partially reseal the ones that had sprung anew...they were grateful indeed, but there was no true time to express it before the buccaneer had come running at her and the sister in turn running away... "But here, knave... I feel bad for you, really, I do. You were expecting a nice and easy kill under your belt, weren't you...?" "Yes, yes...you probably wanted it to go something... like this!!" before the shout even finished leaving their mouth, they were already maneuvering around the side to try and get to the pirates blind spots, blood still wet and shining on their sword from the last exchange. Their thrusts came even faster than before, blurred flashes of silver far more intent on taking life than merely maiming it... Move to G9, proceed to EXECUTE Pirate 3

aight, so new phase ya'll... not to be that one guy, but I've gone through and looked over shit and talked with zet a little... and here is the prescribed plan as it currently stands on the discord server... keep in mind, I'm not trying to be that guy and tell folks what to do... but just from what I can tell, this might be the best path through this turn to keep things from going south. think of it more as an advisory of sorts... something to consider as you make your moves.

Cade grit their teeth as the scallywag actually foresaw and cast aside the blow, right before the biting pain of an axe's head introduced itself to their shoulder... but even as an unknown force flowed through their body like water alongside the sudden impulses of agony, they steeled themselves and wasted no time lashing out again in their fury to give the fucker a wound to match, then backing up and clutching at their own injury. Great... simply great...they'd fudged that up quite nicely, considering how simple a maneuver it should've been; two quick thrusts, high-low, shuffle back out of range. Even worse, they felt some of the old injuries open back up as new sensations of wet warmth and pain spread over their upper body. Perhaps... it would've been wise to heed the woman's advice and waited a bit before coming to join guard... or simply let the others take care of the heavy lifting... "Whatever, hindsight is always 20/20...it happened, I messed up, it's done now..." Even as they spoke though, there came the bastard's comeuppance. For darkness fell upon the fool like a savage wolf, and like that, he was dead. Cade glanced back at the shaman... "Uh... hey, thanks for... taking care of that. Wasn't exactly my finest moment just then, I'll admit..." Ironic though... that it had been naught other than the element of darkness that saved them. Far too ironic...but now wasn't the time to dwell on that... unless of course, they actually wanted to repeat their blunder.

"Well, guess I won't be getting that rest after all then..." Cade sighed as the Sea Spawned mooks started swarming the vessel like ants, hand already on the hilt of their weapon. The bandages still felt tight around their chest, but at least they'd managed to stop them from squeezing the breath out of them... they had to give to the old medicine woman though, she certainly knew how to patch up even grievous blows like they were nothing. Even if her clean up and aftercare work was a bit overzealous... With the ring of iron sliding out of the leather, their rapier was in hand and they set their sights on the nearest bucaneer "Hey, you, what was all that I heard about conscription? Does your captain really think any of us would willingly work for you ugly lot?" they gave no time to answer. The thin, needle like blade was cutting through the air in a glint of silver, their entire arm naught more than a fiery blur of orange as they thrusts towards the man's belly... Move to F10, Poke Pirate 1 with the pointy end!

"Does it matter which one of you did it? They're here now...someone needs to get rid of them." "You see? Not even five minutes here and already, they're trying to peddle religion to us...just like those odd men in the black slacks and white blouses, carrying those strange tomes and little slips of parchment around a while ago...."

"Well, they obviously didn't come in through... oh, I don't know, the front door maybe? I mean... it's not like one of you left it hanging wide open or anything, right? Right?" *a sudden draft low key blows through the room*

yeah, helps to have a calculator handy to easily check these types of things, don't it? :3 "Maybe because your loyalty is actually more important to you than self preservation..."

Oh jesus christ, fuck ballistas, make way this monstrosity...

"Trust me, I don't think anyone's all that eager to go feeling up on your head..."

Low key I make all my own sprites, so...I guess I'm almost not really qualified to lend a hand if you're desperate... "N-no, really, it's nothing... it was stupid of me, just forget I brought anything up..." *walks away sheepishly...*

"I uh... ya know what, never mind, forget about it..."

She's...very different than I imagined she'd be... Perhaps it not a loss if Cade doesn't try to S rank her afterall...def don't see her getting the motivation to push very far after things are made clear about husbando mode...

Her eyes immediately darted to the meek girl when she spoke up, staying there... something felt... odd about her. All the others here she'd seen had something about them that made her skin smolder just by looking at them... superiority, lack of mortal reckoning, facades of unsolicited charity... naivety. Yes, Naivety. At a glance, Rame had almost pegged her with it after getting off the plane... she had simply had that sheltered little lamb look about her. Yet interestingly enough, she seemed to actually have at least some true inkling of the implications of all this... fior so far she was the only one Rame had met who openly admitted the possibility of none of them being able to make it alone... Before she could say anything though, the other Prim was grabbing the... from the voice, Rame was nearly certain it was either a girl or incredibly effete boy, but regardless, after some shouting and the most pathetic, empty excuse for a threat she'd ever heard, the green haired child was storming off. "See?" She said to the prim still standing there "... you're perfect for it. Break down that superiority complex... do it for all of them. They'll live longer if you do, trust me..." without bothering to wait for reply she was looking at the timid one again. To hell with whatever the blonde responded with, she was done with them for now. "...and I see you at least understand... but most of the one's I've talked to and seen so far obviously don't. Either everyone realizes their individual fallibility and swallows their damn pride, or this whole things stays a pack of wannabe Alphas all squabbling for rank..." And like that she was gone. Walking away from them all towards the dorm in the opposite direction of the Green haired prim... she already knew one of the lodgings was filled with fools, and she wanted nothing more to do with any insufferable blueblood than was absolutely needed...though whether that was her own thoughts and desires, or simply the ones Braith was pushing on her to keep things on a leash... she didn't know. But she was fine keeping some distance regardless.

"See, I knew it would've been a mistake to have left you three alone and headed east with meredith..."

oh yeah, forgot about her... interestingly enough, she's likely the one/only person in the camp who rame has the least/no real reason to quarrel with anyways, I got no issue with it, so...

"What the hell is a 'band geek'? That pitch though..." Honestly what she cared more about was the tone the little bitch took, especially the hidden jab about 'bad memories', but Braith was stirring... watching... there was no choice but to let it go, for now... "Oh no, don't worry prim, that word isn't quite the compliment you think, where I come from. You're definitely the most abrasive and unpleasant ass of a snob I've seen around here... good. All I want is for you to keep it up; it has to be up to someone to agitate the shit out of rest of the conceited little nobles and prims running around... and you seem perfect for it."

Rame ...is that so... What, you think I'm making it up? Well... I can see everything you do, and more. If all I saw was your own reflection, something isn't wired right. You said the girl... her chest was burnt? Like paper... eaten away from within, singed at the edges...and all I saw inside was black... so much black... ... what? Nothing... You're lying. You'll need a new dorm. Find one. With that, the flame withdrew to the depths of her being, refusing her call no matter how many times she sent it. However brief it had been, it was obvious he had no intention of continuing the conversation. And thinking back on how useless he'd been, she was honestly glad she hadn't mentioned the...second vision. Rame shook her head as she scoffed, pushing herself off the tree he'd finally forced her legs to stop under. The fountain still babbled in the distance... the whole place almost mocking, especially with that little edgelord banging on the doors. "Gods... better I left the place when I did, with that leech hanging around now...what, is he going to try and report me or something? He's even more paranoid than I thought..." She shouldered her bag and walked away from the place... "Though maybe he's right to be...after that..." Nah... even with this... strange incident, Rame still refused to validate the little creeps convictions. Even if there was a few more wires short than she'd thought, she still only struck from provocation... there was no point wasting energy on random targets, afterall, and like Braith had scolded her... her energy was an ocean, but nowhere near an infinite one. Or a deep one apparently... either way, the Wind Fucker could try to provoke her if he wanted, start some shit just to get an excuse... she'd be even quicker to reap the opportunity right out from under him if he did. She didn't have to go far before she encountered more madness though; this one in the form of a...boy? no...girl maybe? dumping one of those stuck up little noble shits with spiders, watching the green haired prim freak out before the other one dispelled them as suddenly as they'd come. And she smirked. Actually, Come to think of it... she'd seen the bug summoning kid before, yeah... the plane... she'd been able to identify the blonde boy as some type of servant the minute she'd seen him among the others. She's honestly seen too damn many ever since the waters had warmed and the snow and ice of what had barely passed for home disappeared into the distance. "Well... the little weirdo might be a rich prick like the rest of them, but at least the torment is entertaining. Who knows, maybe he'll do something similar to the other ones too... good. Fucking snobs could stand to learn a thing or two about fear and humility. This way just cut down on the potential burn victims in the future..." "Eh, prim," she called out to the two, ignoring the butler and other guy. They were both fucking prims in her mind, but it was obvious enough as her eyes leveled on the blonde hair which one she was actually interested in, "that was a nice little show you had going there, why'd ya stop?"

most of us run splices and recolors from the asset sheets of FE6,7, and 8's sprite mug sheets Example of a recolor Recolor & Splice They just... cut down on a lot of fuss over space and are much easier to work with than some of the more... artistic portraits and mugs of the more modern games.