The assassin uses a kunia on a chain and wraps it around the mans arm, slamming him into the ground.
"Not very quick, efficient, or silent are you my guy?"
The assassin looks at them as he stops on the mans neck, killing him instantly.
"Also very brutal?" They look around, where is this taking place?
*In the woods*
"Do you have a problem with my methods ferret?"
"Let me put it this way. You're a killer, obviously, but I think there's probably a better way to go about it? I guess? Where you from? You smell like Sulfur but not abyssal sulfur."
Something huge walks through the woods toward the burned-down village/Church of Helios camp. There are flashing red lights and siren sounds coming from the box-like quadruped. It seems to be trying to make every creature in the area aware of its presence. Its long, spindly legs delicately maneuver around the trees even though it could easily just knock them down.
Whistler perks up at the sounds of machine whirring, following the sound like a moth to a flame.
Getting closer, it's clear what this thing is: a walking factory. A voice calls out from the speakers as the sirens stop. "Attention: Be not afraid. This vehicle is not a war machine. It is a symbol of Groupercorp's goodwill toward men, women, and others. Be not afraid." The sirens sound once more.
It's making decent time getting to the wreckage.
Whistler summons a Billow, a small fish made of air before crushing it and beginning to float around the machine looking it over up and down, coming closer every now and again to inspect it, "Is this autonomous or are there drivers..."
Kylar is fighting a strange ox with her dogs, actually seeming to be doing alright
Ani is sleepily eating breakfast, flipping through his spellbook
Asher is talking to himself on a rooftop, seeming... annoyed at himself?
The witch hunter is at the edge of town, mostly just watching from the treeline
*for theren*
There is a sickening snap from underneath them. A man wearing red padded armor, a mask over his mouth, a katana at his hip, and golden eyes is standing over a dead body.
He tilts his head, watching with mild curiosity
The man kneels over the body before shaking his head in digust.
"You kill that one?" The man asks in a gruff voice
He nods, looking up at them
"Not bad. Quick, clean, quiet." He says with a simple nod
"That is the point."
"I'm guessing whoever trained you was a professional. We have a few of your types in my ranks."
"My types?"
"Assassins." He says, "If I had to take a guess atleast."
"A good guess."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Something huge walks through the woods toward the burned-down village/Church of Helios camp. There are flashing red lights and siren sounds coming from the box-like quadruped. It seems to be trying to make every creature in the area aware of its presence. Its long, spindly legs delicately maneuver around the trees even though it could easily just knock them down.
Yuri and Donn watch it, eyes narrowed. "Oh dear, that looks quite horrible" Donn murmurs and Yuri chuckles "I should say so but it has a lovely horribleness to it."
Yuri hears a familiar, rare laugh through the sirens. The gargantuan construct itself makes its way to the village and extends a gangplank with sturdy railings. A small army of constructs and their humanoid masters come out, armed with construction equipment and building supplies.
"Be not afraid. Take this as a sign of our benevolence. As long as you choose to work in this factory, it will remain in the area. You will be paid a silver an hour for your labors, and the construction will continue as long as the factory remains. We will rebuild your village if you give us the time. Be not afraid."
The assassin uses a kunia on a chain and wraps it around the mans arm, slamming him into the ground.
"Not very quick, efficient, or silent are you my guy?"
The assassin looks at them as he stops on the mans neck, killing him instantly.
"Also very brutal?" They look around, where is this taking place?
*In the woods*
"Do you have a problem with my methods ferret?"
"Let me put it this way. You're a killer, obviously, but I think there's probably a better way to go about it? I guess? Where you from? You smell like Sulfur but not abyssal sulfur."
"Hell." he says simply
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Something huge walks through the woods toward the burned-down village/Church of Helios camp. There are flashing red lights and siren sounds coming from the box-like quadruped. It seems to be trying to make every creature in the area aware of its presence. Its long, spindly legs delicately maneuver around the trees even though it could easily just knock them down.
Whistler perks up at the sounds of machine whirring, following the sound like a moth to a flame.
Getting closer, it's clear what this thing is: a walking factory. A voice calls out from the speakers as the sirens stop. "Attention: Be not afraid. This vehicle is not a war machine. It is a symbol of Groupercorp's goodwill toward men, women, and others. Be not afraid." The sirens sound once more.
It's making decent time getting to the wreckage.
Whistler summons a Billow, a small fish made of air before crushing it and beginning to float around the machine looking it over up and down, coming closer every now and again to inspect it, "Is this autonomous or are there drivers..."
"Both." comes the voice again. "It has animal intelligence, but like most people, it requires a steady hand to direct it properly."
"That explains a bit. Who do you work for? Or actually wait, you look like you wouldn't answer that and I'd rather know what the guy you killed did." Thinking they say, "Actually let me guess. He knew too much."
Something huge walks through the woods toward the burned-down village/Church of Helios camp. There are flashing red lights and siren sounds coming from the box-like quadruped. It seems to be trying to make every creature in the area aware of its presence. Its long, spindly legs delicately maneuver around the trees even though it could easily just knock them down.
Yuri and Donn watch it, eyes narrowed. "Oh dear, that looks quite horrible" Donn murmurs and Yuri chuckles "I should say so but it has a lovely horribleness to it."
Yuri hears a familiar, rare laugh through the sirens. The gargantuan construct itself makes its way to the village and extends a gangplank with sturdy railings. A small army of constructs and their humanoid masters come out, armed with construction equipment and building supplies.
"Be not afraid. Take this as a sign of our benevolence. As long as you choose to work in this factory, it will remain in the area. You will be paid a silver an hour for your labors, and the construction will continue as long as the factory remains. We will rebuild your village if you give us the time. Be not afraid."
Yuri blinks and suddenly bursts into laughter. Donn glances over and raises a brow "Yuri, you sound maniacal.." he murmurs. "I know that voice anywhere, bloody man took a part of his (GP) soul and sewed it in me." She said and stood up quickly "I'm going to go hunt him down." She waved to Donn and sprinted off.
"Both." comes the voice again. "It has animal intelligence, but like most people, it requires a steady hand to direct it properly."
"Oh there are drivers. That's interesting." He flies around a bit more looking for an opening before landing and falling in step, "You are going to the village. Why?"
*hoi :>*
"Maybe you have, but ive seen more." She giggled "Leave them alone."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Let me put it this way. You're a killer, obviously, but I think there's probably a better way to go about it? I guess? Where you from? You smell like Sulfur but not abyssal sulfur."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Whistler summons a Billow, a small fish made of air before crushing it and beginning to float around the machine looking it over up and down, coming closer every now and again to inspect it, "Is this autonomous or are there drivers..."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*hru*
psychopath ^-^
"A good guess."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Yuri hears a familiar, rare laugh through the sirens. The gargantuan construct itself makes its way to the village and extends a gangplank with sturdy railings. A small army of constructs and their humanoid masters come out, armed with construction equipment and building supplies.
"Be not afraid. Take this as a sign of our benevolence. As long as you choose to work in this factory, it will remain in the area. You will be paid a silver an hour for your labors, and the construction will continue as long as the factory remains. We will rebuild your village if you give us the time. Be not afraid."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He lets out a choked sob.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Hell." he says simply
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*hunteros walks in the tavern* "can I get me some ale and some info?"
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"Both." comes the voice again. "It has animal intelligence, but like most people, it requires a steady hand to direct it properly."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That explains a bit. Who do you work for? Or actually wait, you look like you wouldn't answer that and I'd rather know what the guy you killed did." Thinking they say, "Actually let me guess. He knew too much."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Yuri blinks and suddenly bursts into laughter. Donn glances over and raises a brow "Yuri, you sound maniacal.." he murmurs. "I know that voice anywhere, bloody man took a part of his (GP) soul and sewed it in me." She said and stood up quickly "I'm going to go hunt him down." She waved to Donn and sprinted off.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*im gonna go. yall have fun.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She stands up and picks him up. She holds him close to her. "It's okay Theren.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Okie dokie. (Huggles)*
*Be safe pls!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"That depends on their actions" He shrugs
"Oh there are drivers. That's interesting." He flies around a bit more looking for an opening before landing and falling in step, "You are going to the village. Why?"
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Well I don't like watching them get hurt." She narrowed her eyes.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*pretty ok*
*you?*