Aquatic log 2

18:08] Yamani's gaze would be cast alongside the people present. However, one of them that had absolutely given her a surprise was that of Mori. Her once Expedition partner. "Ah... The pirate Cannibal. I would say I am a surprised individual. But I am not surprised in the least."

She stated, cast an irritated glare upon the Siren. "Though that does give the question further life. But I really have to wonder? Do you think that they will not come and threaten your livelihood Orca?" She asked her gaze firmly upon the individual.

"Ah. No matter. There is no point in dabbling any longer. Each of us has decided our fates today. Osrona, remember the lives that were exploited by those that resided within the mines. Remember the constant relentless assault from those caught within the sidelines."

Temperatures would draw even lower as her water would swiftly form into Ice.
"They would even blot out the lives of their blood if it meant singularity.
Do NOT expect them to act any differently. The future that I desire will not be squandered by those who merely survive. Not live."

And with a close. Her blade was drawn, Slow encircling winds overwhelm her weapon. Freezing her broken arm.
(Yamani)
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[18:08] Yamani's gaze would be cast alongside the people present. However, one of them that had absolutely given her attention was that of Mori. Her once Expedition partner. "Ah... The pirate Cannibal. I would say I am a surprised individual. But I am not surprised in the least."

She stated, cast an irritated glare upon the Siren. "Though that does give the question further life. But I really have to wonder? Do you think that they will not come and threaten your livelihood Orca?" She asked her gaze firmly upon the individual.

"Ah. No matter. There is no point in dabbling any longer. Each of us has decided our fates today. Osrona, remember the lives that were exploited by those that resided within the mines. Remember the constant relentless assaults from those caught within the sidelines."

Temperatures would draw even lower as her water would swiftly form into Ice.
"They would even blot out the lives of their blood if it meant singularity.
Do NOT expect them to act any differently. The future that I desire will not be squandered by those who merely survive. Not live."

And with a close. Her blade was drawn, Slow encircling winds overwhelm her weapon. Freezing it with her broken arm.
(Yamani)
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[18:08] The hooded man stared forward at the battlefield, after his battle with the Judge for the first time Erik felt as if he was at the right place. This was his chance to continue advancing and complete his objectives, for all the fallen innocent lives that were taken the man knew that he had to fight.

"Judge, everyone please give me the strength to continue." He'd whisper to himself before kissing his ring and making a silent prayer, Erik was just a nobody that had decided to fight and he knew it.
(Erik Vaskr)
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[18:09] A violin and a bow was brandished as a singular amber eye focused upon the Osronan war camps that sat in the distance. It was his first proper actual battle he could partake in, and he intended to give some Magi that looked down upon him a run for their money.

Two figures came into mind, both rather visible. Dallan and Cortado. Both of which parted with him a humiliating defeat. Such he wished to remedy. A vicious ebony liquid appeared upon his fingers, gently running down the string of his violin bow.

". .It is time to see what these blind fanatics are made of. Perhaps they will see how futile such resistance is so that the might of the Empire can march across Esshar once more."

A devious melody began to tempt the ears of those around him, seeming to echo softly through the shadows that were cast by the Radiant heroes. His symphony had not risen in tempo yet- he just waited to see who walked up first.

Whispers in his mind could only wonder, was She watching? If she was, he surely couldn't disappoint.
(Dimitri Asimov)

[18:11] Ryker Pyr Docro says, "Also whoever brings me the bald boy's hat gets one thousand coins."
[18:11] Asher Quinn exclaims, "!"
[18:11] Leadership. A bane, a curse...yet what else could he do? A company to lead, opportunities to grab. Eyes searching out through the crowds of Achyon soldiers only to spot eyes with Drazen and nod ever so slowly. That shark grin was plastered upon their face even more so before turning to face Osrona.

A place he wasn't extremely...on familiar terms with. But opportunities were there for a reason. And so too? Was the Orca. Money is money, business is business. And meals...well, those did roam the field constantly too. Taking that nail file from Dimitri before they soon paused and took a few moments to actually sharpen their teeth before gnashing them together. Sharp to a point. Perfect for eating land walkers.


And Sea-dwellers.

"Pirates! Da' few of ya' scattered in, we only got one thin' ta' do today. Remember da' one rule we have as da' us sea-fairin' folk do. Take everythin' ya' can. And give nothin' back. Not a quarter, not an inch. Not till da' land has been bled dry of its riches and then some. Eat ya' fill, and above all? Sing of da' deep."

A snide grin splattered even further the Captain of the south's face. A speech meant only for his crew and his crew alone.

"Drag me ta' da' deep boys. We're eatin' good tonight. Leave da' sirenian ta' me...That's ma' dinner tonight."

A cannibal was actually a leader? Shocking times. Then again, who really wanted to fight a cannibal. A hungry Orca? However...at this point? He's willing to eat virtually anything.

Preferably fish.
(Mori Reave)
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[18:11] Not only Achyon soldiers marched, but with them, countless abominations walked side by side carrying the Fleshcrafters' banners... The creatures had varied appearances, some more humanoid and others were the combination of animals and humans.

Beings who long ago ceased to be human...

And at the center of this collection of undead creatures and soldiers, was a man who walked calmly with his cane, the one who controlled all abominations, Nidaz...

The Father of Abominations.

The mere presence of the man already made the air around him heavier... Whispers that did not seem to come from soldiers or abominations could be heard and even the shadows of the trees came to life...

Taking shapes from out of this world...

Taking a few steps forward, stopping beside his Commander, the man would raise his arms, and then his voice would echo in a guttural tone, "Today at the door of our territory, we see what we can determine only as a bunch of Religious FOOLS, who don't know their places!

And they think they can go against our glorious city... Ahah...

They seek to dominate to take what is rightfully ours! And of course, we can't allow something like that, no...

NEVER!" He would pause, his silver eyes falling on the figure of the one who commanded the troops from Osrona, Amori...

How long had it been since they had seen each other? Probably many years, dating the first experiments of the necromancer in the one who became an archmage...

Everything was fabulous and nostalgic! Truly...

An ax would be pulled from his back, such which pulsed like a heartbeat when raised in the air, again the necromancer would speak, "May today be the day of the failure of these people of Osrona, who are trying to face us, be marked...

The start of their end...

Show them the strength of the Empire and its soldiers... Show them what happens when they turn on us!

Foward now! Glory to Achyon! GLORY TO THE EMPIRE!" He would exclaim with all of his might, then lowering Aeternuslyn and giving the signal.

A single glance was then given to the flesh creatures that followed him, who were also waiting for commands, "Bring as many bodies as possible my children...

We need it... Because soon...

More will join you." And with that he would move away, going further back to observe the outcome of this clash, while controlling his undead...

War again.
(Nidaz)
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[18:11] Asher would clutch his hat WITH HORROR.
(Asher Quinn)
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Cap 1 min. Dangerous.
There's a war map teleporter beneath 'Useful Potions'
[18:20] After a few shouts and screams from both sides, the battle was off. Bodies charged into one another, explosions of mana shook the earth, and the violence filled the air under the glittering sun.

Atlas himself charged into the vanguard, body blazing with ethereal fire as he beat his way through the average foot soldiers of the knights. It wasn't long before his bloodlust was turned to one Yamani of the academy. She wasn't one of the averages, she was a proper mage- this one was going to take a bit more work than the rest.

Before any words were exchanged Atlas began firing off bolt after of charged mana from his pistol- no time for talk. This was time for revenge.


(Atlas Akar)
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[18:22] The young woman would swiftly charge before the mines. Eventually, she would be met with another ether user. One of the Cosmic proportions, a blade would be cast against her opponent. Her right is still completely injured from her continuous fights.

"Another constant struggle. You may march as much as you would like. But I have drawn little patience for those that have managed to attempt to threaten my life for the present, they will exist as an obstacle within my way no longer."

The winds that blew around her would start to kick aggressively. A hand would be cast towards him. And so would Ice shortly after. Her meteorite shard glowing in the presence of Cosmic and aquatic mana.

"Praise to the highest."

She stated dodging bullets of mana swiftly.
(Yamani)
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[18:25] {Won Dangerous RPB against Atlas Akar}
[18:25] ** Yamani has inflicted an injury upon Atlas Akar. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[18:29] "Forgiveness can be bought. Ma' god desires other things. This? Is just da' beginning. A means ta' an end." For the cosmic knight to enter their stance? The Orca enters his own. Pulling, devouring, all that the deep one gives him.


He had little regrets and this? Was simply another one to be consumed by the deep. For the drowned one he'd do anything. As simply...


Just like this. Just another meal for its sake.
(Mori Reave)
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[18:34] Drazen Reave says, "Hmh."
[18:34] Drazen would continue slamming Osrona knights, with his sword-- Cutting down their non-magi forces. It was easy to work, but it was something to fill the space whilst he wasn't relevant.

"Take this!"
(Drazen Reave)
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[18:44] The siren would slash against that of her opponent. Atlas was truly that of a person worthy of her attention. She would increase the size of the cast, allowing it to protect most of her body despite being damaged. Yamani attempting to strike her opponent.

Blasts of raw ether would overwhelm herself as the soldier would continue to fire against her without a lick of hesitation. The compressed harmful explosions would and burning sensations would at times prove to be unbearable...

However, She would slowly grit her teeth. Flecks of ether slowly are attracted towards her pocket. Her blade leaving her opponent with frostbitten slashes. Slowly her opponent would feel the bitterly cold winds gathering around himself.

Her physical strength was faltering with each moment passing. She would have to end the fight, and she would have to do it as soon as possible before she would be defeated by the act of another Achyonite soldier. The meteorite would charge with the very same etheric energy that was outputted against her...

"Water spirit Tapuco. Let us show them our might."

And with a moment, The shard within her pocket would glow, as water construct that appeared as a shark would litter her opponent with cutting wounds. The shark of water freezing instantly, the frozen sculpture dissipating as she sheathed her blade. Leaving her opponent littered with slashes similar to that of a sharp serrated blade.

"Blame your superiors for this action."

She started walking off.

(Yamani)
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