Hunters of Fae

[10:37] To imagine such a simple stroll would turn out this way, to him there was nothing particularly different, he took the same route he so often had but perhaps that was what led to the situation he was currently in, his silver globes shifted between the crowd of three, there was no convincing them it seemed so he only acted in a way to defend himself.

Mangled and contorted roots shot up from out the around and around him, with the stars being hurled in his direction they would have absorbed the brunt of the blows, what a time to be rusty. Energies circulated around him and condensed, Jiri's wings still fluttering lightly just enough to keep him still in the air.
(Jiri)
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[10:41] Gastan Varhar whispers: Arent we able to call guards?)
[10:42] Norisa Cruor whispers: (They're weak af)
[10:48] The demon sympathiser was dealt with by the group relatively quickly. Dyserthians had a certain, distaste for demonkind. One which Duke himself took very seriously. Demons and those cowards who followed them, were his targets. Those who allow themselves to serve such beings, deserved the same fate as the beings themselves.

Death.

Stable footing, allowed Duke to get close enough to the fairy-- After an assault from the Fairy; close enough to beat against the fae's wings with his cutlass. In truth, it was not enough to lacerate the wings completely. However break them? Most certainly. The wings now left in a mangled state.

The fairy slowly decended into the distance, like a bee which had lost it's ability to fly...

That should teach it.

"Hmm... I missed." he'd audibly state. Placing his weapon upon his shoulder, looking towards the new comers heading his way.
(Duke)
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[10:48] Valerie hides behind a nearby lamppost and watches, though it's very easy to spot her considering her blinding cosmic aura and terrible stealth skills.
(Valerie)
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[10:57] A morning that seemed to come quick as Norisa came out of the keep and into the streets. It was bland empty, thus the girl would look around her to see what was happening. From the field of vision that was provided to her, she saw a fight in the distance and Saenis and Gastan at the scene of the crime.

Instantly a sprint dozed off, and she was by their sides at the end of the battle, having signaled guards on the way just in case things were to get a little ugly.

Upon arrival, finding a way to squeeze between the two of them, she saw three people.. /THREE PEOPLE/ fight one fairy. It was pretty drastic, and despite the fairies efforts, it had fallen to the others. Norisa's face had gotten touched with a stare of immediate vexation that was directed tot he three that she had no idea hailed somewhere else.

"Did you guys just...?"

Head tilted to the side and she would direct her sights to the one who injured the fairy.. Duke..

"Infamize yourselves in the territory of ours? Such disgrace. I'll have you all rot in a cell."

Within that given moment, a surplus of mana exalted from the undead's form. With that the acceleration of rot seemed evident, as it would fume their surroundings. Never has Norisa been awoken this way. She displayed nothing but death in her eyes, and very harsh intent.
(Norisa Cruor)
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[10:58] Gil aided the two Cloaks in battle. The fairy was surprisingly very strong. The boy tries his best, throwing kunai knives when able. He was going for the wings, trying to keep the fairy down.

He rushes to the side, dashing as Marion teleported into the fairies range, swiping away with that fancy katana on their back. Gil activates his garuda style, nearly dodging a cosmic beam aimed right for the pursuers.

The ninja was enjoying this practice. As young as he was, he did not ever see a wound of this magnitude befall anyone. This was the first. the boy jumps back ready to finish the fairy off.

Swiping his sword numerous times as he charges in.

Suddenly, the fairy is downed by Duke. Gil give's a nod and then looks to the others present. They wouldn't be leaving here so easily, the fairy powder would have to come to them another day.
(Gil)
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[10:58] The fae was certainly lucky, despite such an overpowering force, they were able to escape successfully. Perhaps it was due to their stature..

Either way, the hellstorm that encompassed them surged in power as their fatigued expression drifted on towards the trio. Appears they too were about to fight, and most likely meet the same fate. Their grip would tighten, palm whitening upon the hilt of the blade.

Occultism flourished throughout the air.
(Marion Almera)
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[10:58] "What in the actual fuck?"

It appears in the absence of Stella there are many that'd take it upon themselves to bring their petty fights to Eidolon. Yet, to see one harm the Fae infuriates Saenis, pungent winds flaring out from the wolf whom lifts his chin, sharpened canines visible as his expression contorts into one of simple aggression.

"Ya' know what, all of ya' pathetic. Gangin' on a fae."

The hound waits little for an explanation, the taint of occult thick within his surroundings.

"Ya' all done for."
(Saenis)
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[10:59] The man would be waking up from the bench. He thought it be time to wake up and go collect some ore. All of a sudden he head fighting. The man would load his gun. Humming to himself as he would wonder who the hell was causing it.

The man would not see one but three people ganging up on a fae.

"What...in the heavens fuck is this lads?!"

The man was clearly not happy. "Why the fuck yah three attacking a fae in the fuckin city? Why the fuck yah three ganging up on one fae?!"

He look at the woman. So she was apart of the group. The man would wonder how this will go this time "Doesn't matter we have the laws ere." Loading up his gun he would simply do what he was ordered.

"Oi...really shit yah couldn't fight it one on one."
(Gastan Varhar)
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[11:00] Oh boy...

It seemed that his friends had gotten themselves into some kind of trouble. Pinching the bridge of his nose, the Neries would Kool-Aid man through the fence, accidentally breaking it through his frantic entrance. Smiling nervously, he'd scratch the back of his head-- slowly gripping his toy sword.

The Neries had made his decision.

"H-.. Heyy guyssss..."

Awkward.

Shrouded in an asphyxiating aura, Zio would begin to absorb and sap mana from all living entities nearby, even if faintly and inadvertently. Clearly, the boy hadn't mastered that aspect of his biology.

Not yet.

Too nervous to talk, it seemed he was prepared to jump in to his friends' defense at the whim of the situation, jeopardizing his reputation with Eidolon.
(Zio)
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[11:07] ** Gastan Varhar has inflicted an injury upon Gil. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[11:07] ** Gastan Varhar has inflicted an injury upon Duke. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (4 days)") **
[11:07] ** Gastan Varhar has inflicted an injury upon Zio. ("Permanent Injury", "Permanent Injury", "Permanent", "Severity: MODERATE (-20 Vit)") **
[11:10] The roots that aided did there best to stave off what attacks they could, latching to the legs of who they could to inhibit there movements but their attempts were short lived and his abilities were not nearly advanced enough to circumvent the assault of three powerful magi, still he did what he could as little as it was, firing concentrated bits of energy right at the crowd of three though such attempts were more so more harmful to the trees around than it had been to any of the attackers.

One after the other they reigned in their attacks unleashing devastating assaults to the fae and leaving him in quite a beaten position, a vessel of sorts filled up around him swirling holy waters around him in attempt to recover enough to continue fighting or perhaps plot a strategic escape, however, in the midst of his thought process the waters that enveloped him slowly started to dissipate leaving him open and vulnerable to any attacks that might have come his way. Duke being the one to reign in his final attack, short of what he really wanted to do he did severely damage Jiri's wings. While still barely flying he was sent crashing into the ground, only barely noticing those that had perhaps come to his aid? Or maybe just to defend their own territory, whatever the case might have been, he watched only so much trying, to treat the worst parts of his injuries with the magic that was available to him.
(Jiri)
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[11:19] Alvi Slade says, "...Uh."
[11:20] Alvi Slade says, "Well. I think I'm gonna have to leave you guys here. This is where I live, but I feel like something very bad is about to go down."
[11:20] Alvi Slade says, "The caves here are all interconnected, and have orichalcum."
[11:20] Alvi Slade says, "And also iron and steel, too."
[11:20] Levia asks, "Mmh...You don't want Taffy?"
[11:20] Alvi Slade says, "I think the candy's gonna have to wait."
[11:20] Alvi Slade says, "Sorry."
[11:21] Levia says, "Hm...Alright."
[11:21] Hanako says, "Oh.."
[11:21] Hanako whispers something.
[11:21] Hanako whispers something.
[11:22] Alvi Slade exclaims, "Bye!"
[11:22] Alvi Slade says, "If I see you, I'll ask for that candy."
[11:22] Gastan would see the three and get ready. He was cool as a pepper. Actually Gastan was so cool he watch the other two go out and fight. He simply walked. As people came his way he would shoot them. Simply. No fucks given. They came his way he would shoot them.

The man would look at them all. He knew most of them or seen them. He didn't want to fight them at first. But....

His gun would make off a loud sound of shots. One by one they would fall. He watched Norisa and Saenis go at it and he was simply walking.

"Fuckin ell."

The man would then see Zio. "You...the fuck yah to fight for lad..."

The man would say shaking his head as beam would smash down upon the Neries. He would give someone a fever. Another would get a headache.

Not caring about the other bodies on the ground he walk over to Marion. "How many times does this make this lass?" He would aim the gun at her head. "This nothin personal...."

He would then click the gun. She would then hear a loud click sound. No bullets or anything. "Naw just fuckin with yah. But I am arrestin yah." He would be taking whatever was in those pockets though.
(Gastan Varhar)
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[11:22] Levia whispers something.
[11:22] Levia whispers something.
[11:22] Alvi Slade whispers something.
[11:22] Oh, it had been quite some time since a battle of this scale had graced the wolf's eyes. The chaos of magic and blade melding into a single conflict, the scent of blood, it leaves one to succumb to their instinct and truly enjoy the adrenaline which clouds his judgement all the more.

The one to go down by his hand however, was none other than Marion, whom had received a strike to the face, the canine's sharp claws slicing through her eye, the damage sure to be permanent, and while the remainder did give him trouble, it seemed that Gaston had pulled through to end the conflict, Eidolon's victory assured.

"Gahaha! Ya' all fucked. Especially when Stella gets back. Ya' hear?"

The canine grits his teeth, eyeing those which remained, and those whom escaped. Zio, would be one for a later discussion, but for now his focus falls upon the two whom had not been so lucky. Each one is hoisted up by the back of their collars, the wolf's bloodied visage quite ecstatic to have experienced such an event.
(Saenis)
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[11:23] Alvi Slade asks, "Saenis, what's going on?"
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:23] You stole Marion Almera's Steel.
[11:24] You stole Marion Almera's Firefly.
[11:24] Having the good footing at the beginning of the fight.. It seemed the three were amateurs when it came down to coordination. The fiery flames burned down the four of them at the raveling start of the battle and they all squirmed around like hopeless people, trying to keep their footing against the three of Eidolon.

The hurtling around and the clown fiesta soon applauding in the favor of Eidolon, it seemed that the intent from Saenis was supreme and that he went ahead and gave them all what they've requested.. Pain, hurt and more importantly an apprehend that the group would remember.

Norisa would be slightly hurt in the tides of battle, being blown back by a few swords that would cause a little distress to her later on, but now was the time of focus of the situation at bay.

Both Marion and Duke had distraught the group, and in return, they were injured greatly in battle, and thus detained for a further encounter that would surely be in a prison cell underneath the keep of their home.

Gil having the change to flee, she walked over to the two who would get captured.

"You both done really /fucked/ up now..

You won't see the last of me in the cells."

A devious grin proposed to them, and she scouted over their bodies taking their weapons and anything that would deem them a threat.

(Norisa Cruor)
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[11:29] Saenis says, " The lot of 'em attacked a fae."
[11:29] Alvi Slade asks, "Was it your fairy girlfriend, Saenis?"
[11:29] Gil says, "Pause..."
[11:29] Saenis says, " Yeah..."
[11:30] Saenis asks, " Ya' jealous?"
[11:31] Gil watches as the two are captured. He looks to Zio, while blocking trying to reduce the fire from the rapid fire. The boy tried to help Zio take out Gastan, the drakenite proved to be stronger than the rest.

Gil takes this as a lesson, he wouldn't wait around to run. Good thing he wasn't captured. Had anyone seen his face, they'd know of the second coming. Gil decides to dash over the cliff, scaling the side with his ninja tabi as he slides down.

There was no need for a smoke bomb, his camouflage and light feet would lead him to safety. The ninja recollects on the fight, thinking about his friends as they laid on the floor being gutted for their items, and later, maybe for their real organs.

The shinobi would try to make amends for this in another way, carrying on the will of the cloaks. The Sympathizers would be damned. Gil was going to get to training. He escaped with his life today.
(Gil)
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[11:32] Alvi Slade says, "Not really, because if I wanted to get a girlfriend I'd just be able to get a real one that I won't accidentally squish."
[11:32] Saenis says, " It ain't my girlfriend, I got better tastes than that..."
[11:33] Saenis says, " Ya' crybaby."
[11:33] Gastan Varhar says, "Oi lass yah up for a bloody drink"
[11:33] Selbboc says, "... I sleep and wake up to this. What autism has occurred now."
[11:33] Saenis says, " GAHAHA! SELBBOC! It's a long story."
[11:33] No... this feeling of being powerless... it was too familiar.

Once again, the Neries would unable to shine through the battle-- unable to prevent his friends from being injured and captured.

Bleeding silver blood upon the cobble pavement, Zio would hastily limp away while the group was focused on capturing his friends.

He'd grit his teeth, quietly crying into his sleeve.

This wasn't a joke anymore.

Why did he always falter in the face of true danger-- that's the only question that plagued his mind currently.

His arm limp by his side, the kid couldn't even feel mana coursing through it anymore, the aura around him becoming weak and faint.

Clearly... this wasn't over.

"I-.. I'm sorry..."

Offering the group one last look... the obsidian skinned Neries vanished into the night.
(Zio)