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Post by Tight Dan on Aug 19, 2018 12:07:54 GMT -5
First things first Calaveraera will find the poofiest hat she can find to hide those unseemly horns of course it also covers all but, a tuft of her platinum blond hair manages to find it's way out which is fine by her, next she chooses out a long yellow ball skirt pairing that with a silken blue blouse, finishing the look is a tall pair of boots and some stark white leggings.
(God will I ever be happy with an appearance)
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Post by Vitsheep on Aug 20, 2018 15:13:08 GMT -5
Mike
You head to the castle gates. A pair of guards bar your way. "Hold it! There are no open audiences today. We're preparing for a special ceremony this evening."
Calaveraera
You finish getting dressed up. "Cute as a button!" the tailor says. You leave in your new outfit.
On the way to the castle, you notice a group of people in an alleyway. About half of them seem to be running away, while the others are your fellow Demon Hunters.
Raquel, Norris, Aryana, Felix
The guards turn tail and run, minus the one that's badly injured. He struggles to limp away.
"Healer, huh?" the Demon Hunter that was lying on the ground getting the crap kicked out of him springs to his feet. His clothes are scuffed up, but he seems otherwise fine. "Sounds like my cue."
"Ah- mmmph!" the guard mumbles.
"Bite this. Hold still," the Hunter says in a flat, authoritarian tone. He tears a scrap of cloth from the guard's undershirt and stuffs it into his mouth. He waves his hand over the wound and it starts to heal before your eyes, the muscle and skin stitching back together. "There we go. All better. Try to stay off it for a while though, mmmmkay?"
The guard yells and scrambles to hobble away.
"Not even a 'thank you?' Jeez. Fine. Fuck you, too." Now that the Hunter isn't lying on the ground, you get a better look at him. He's on the taller side. His long, black hair partially conceals a pair of small horns on his temples. He wears a simple white shirt, black pants with golden lining, and plain boots. He turns around to the rest of you. "Hey. So, uh... thanks. For that. I was getting kind of tired of getting kicked. I'm Yurian."
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Post by Digi on Aug 20, 2018 15:35:25 GMT -5
Zhera looks analytical, though not entirely disinterested. She does not speak, however.
Aryana bows her head politely. "I am Aryana. I must admit that your will is admirable. Not many would heal someone from a group that was just attacking them."
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Post by Ultra on Aug 20, 2018 15:51:12 GMT -5
"...I am one of the new demon hunters. I was asked to go here"
Mike tries to tell the guards that Im supposed to be here.
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Post by Vitsheep on Aug 27, 2018 22:54:47 GMT -5
Raquel, Norris, Aryana, Felix
"Attacking me? Huh. Guess they were. I'd barely even call those love taps an attack. I guess it's just nice to be wanted," Yurian says. There's a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "But seriously, it'd be a problem for us if we sent that dipshit home with a hole in his leg. The captain of the town's guard would just love to have an excuse to really start something with the Demon Hunters, y'know? And not in a fair fight, of course. Just bitching to the king about us, I bet. This way, when I bring this up with Commander Heart, the guards won't have a leg to stand on. Eh? Eh?"
He elbows Aryana in the ribs.
Mike
"You are a Demon Hunter," one of the guards says, eyes narrowed in obvious disbelief.
"He is indeed," a female voice says. "As am I. Now remove yourself from our path, or I shall remove you."
You look over to see a blonde-haired woman with long, spiraled ponytails. She wears a fancy, blue-and-white dress with a golden emblem on either shoulder. A rapier is on her hip, and a small buckler on her left arm. Golden ribbons coil around her calves, down to a pair of tall heel-spikes on her otherwise bare feet. Even so, she's a few inches shorter than Mike. Talon-like, demonic claws clack against the stone floor as she taps a toe impatiently.
The guards look at her claws, then each other, then step aside.
"Hmph." She turns her nose up and starts to walk forward with a loud, rapid clacking.
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Post by Ultra on Aug 28, 2018 10:42:28 GMT -5
"one of the downsides of not wanting to stand out I Guess"
If the guards will let me lets go in.
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Post by Digi on Aug 29, 2018 18:11:52 GMT -5
Aryana looks tense at the gesture, but she eases slightly and lets out an awkward laugh.
Zhera stays back and sighs, rolling her eyes and tapping her arm. After a moment she says, "We should be getting a move on instead of wasting time with idle chit-chat. We are on a schedule." She strides forward confidently, bumping in Aryana in an obviously purposeful manner.
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Post by Tight Dan on Aug 31, 2018 6:52:02 GMT -5
After awhile of intense inner deliberation Calaveraera heads towards the castle making note to ask someone about whatever happened in that alley later
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Post by Vitsheep on Sept 2, 2018 18:25:31 GMT -5
Calaveraera
You continue to the castle. A pair of guards stop you as you approach, but they let you pass after you announce who you are.
Raquel, Norris, Aryana, Felix
You all head towards the castle with Yurian in tow. You don't run into any more encounters on the way, and the castle guards let you pass without incident.
Mike
You proceed inside, guided to the banquet hall. That girl from before is sitting at a table, legs crossed with an angry expression on her face. In a few moments, a half-dozen more of the new demon hunters show up.
Everyone
The newly appointed Demon Hunters are shown into a large banquet hall with a dozen tables set up underneath a raised platform where the king, queen, and guests of honor will sit. That's going to be the original 3 hunters and... three others. You're not sure who.
When you come in, a demon woman with blonde hair set in spiraled twintails is sitting at one of the tables, glaring into space.
Yurian walks off and takes a set at another table, cleaning himself off where he was scuffed up and hurt.
Another woman - human, by the looks of it, is sitting alone in a corner, staring at a book. She's wearing a fancy, expensive dress, so she's clearly a guest.
A male half-demon is sitting in a chair, leaning back absently. You recognize him as the first of the new recruits to be accepted. He's staring up at the ceiling.
Looks like you have a few minutes to walk around and chat before the royalty shows up and you need to take your seats.
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Post by Ultra on Sept 2, 2018 18:39:15 GMT -5
Mik sits on an open seat..hoping that noone tries to kick him out.
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Post by Digi on Sept 12, 2018 0:12:00 GMT -5
Zhera looks entirely disinterested in all the present company. She adjusts her right gloves and walks over to the table where the woman is reading. He walk is confident and proud, almost condescending even.
Aryana stares at her back as she leaves, unsure quite what to make of her. She closes her eyes and exhales, looking around the room and feeling out of place. She had attracted a few stares, because even in her formal wear her height made her more than a bit imposing. Ultimately, she walked quietly and swiftly to the table with the demon male, taking a seat and trying to ignore any looks her way.
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Post by Vitsheep on Sept 16, 2018 22:57:33 GMT -5
Everyone that's Posted
Mike sits by himself.
No one acknowledges his continued existence.
Aryana takes a seat with the other demon hunter. He's wearing a crimson dress shirt and brown pants, with a broadsword slung over his back. He glances over at Aryana and nods. "Another survivor? And not the only one. Good to see. I'm Ganon. And you are...?"
Zhera sits down with the human with the book. Too late Zhera notices it's a thick tome about theories regarding demon magic. The young woman's eyes widen and she snaps her book shut, immediately whirling about on her. "Hi! You're a demon, right? Er, half-demon. Half-demoness. Demon hunter! Demoness hunter? Wow... You're really pretty. Hey, what's it like being a demon? I mean, I read a lot of books on the subject. But they can't really explain what it's like subjectively, right? Plus, all of them are written by humans. You're some of the first half-demons to ever really cooperate with us normal - um, maybe it's kinda annoying to call myself 'normal' but you know what I mean - us types in the modern age, though there are some particularly old treatises in the oldest section of the royal archives about a group similar to you demon hunters but not quite the - um, sorry. I'm getting sidetracked. Hi, I'm Lailah. I'd like to hear all about you, please! Anything you want to talk about. Please?" She stares at Zhera with sparkling, pleading eyes.
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Post by Tight Dan on Sept 17, 2018 18:24:29 GMT -5
Calaveraera will take a seat by her scuffed compatriot "Greetings the name's Calaveraera I guess we're both Demon Hunters now huh?"
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Post by Vitsheep on Sept 17, 2018 23:12:53 GMT -5
Calaveraera
"Hm. Depends on who you ask, I suppose," the scuffed half-demon speculates. "Any of the current Demon Hunters would say we passed the final trial. But I guess as far as the crown and whatnot's concerned, we're not really official until after the ceremony. Oh, yeah. I'm Yurian. Hi."
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Post by Digi on Sept 19, 2018 12:58:24 GMT -5
Aryana nods nervously and mutters out, "Aryana. Nice to meet you." She remains silently after, still trying to adjust to the atmosphere.
Zhera's face is one of visible annoyance. However, she sighs and simply begins from the beginning. "I am Zhera Fluemonia, of the Fluemon Nobles. Though your onslaught of abysmally worded questions irks me, I will honor you with as many answers as I care to give. As to what it is "like" being partially derived from the infernal, I cannot say that it is any different from the mundanity that most humans share especially since I, unlike most, bear no physical mark denoting my heritage. I do find it imperative to state that I am aware that those do bear such marks, such as the women across the way with the unsightly and unnatural red hair face much ridicule and discrimination. I have only come to fulfill this position as a duty to my nobility, for there is little more prestigious than serving as an honoured warrior that is able to uphold the law."
Zhera sips some tea that seems to have appeared from somewhere and rest her head on her hand, looking rather bored, but willing to continue.
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