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    Call Of The Haunted

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    Victoria Sheridan

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Legal Guild Ace- Summer Special Participant- Player -
    Lineage : Shadows Of Anarchy
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    Posts : 117
    Guild : Black Rose
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 2,056.25

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    Character Name: Victoria Sheridan
    Primary Magic: Merces Letifer
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    Call Of The Haunted

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Tue Aug 28, 2018 5:29 pm

    Wearing a blue t-shirt and black skirt with white tennis shoes, Victoria entered the area of the Cursed Lands known as Haunted Guild. It was strangely cold around here. It did not help matters that the wind was blowing at an angle that could make her skirt fly up. Maybe she should have gone with long pants and a long-sleeved shirt.

    Earlier she had talked with a few hardy homeless people hanging around the outskirts and they all told her the same story. That story was not good. It centered around the abandoned guild hall the area was named for.

    -One hour earlier, on the outskirts of Haunted Guild-

    "Bad shit happened around here some time ago. A whole guild got wiped out by something, but no one knows what it was. If you listen closely, you can still hear screaming in the ruins." One homeless man wearing an eyepatch over a scarred right eye socket, wielding a silver longsword and wearing a steel plate cuirass told Victoria. He had survived out here for over five years. He had lost his right eye to a werewolf's claws on his first night here. After that he always carried a weapon and wore armor.

    "What my friend said. I heard that some nutcase is dabbling in things they shouldn't be dabbling in." A middle-aged woman dressed in chainmail and holding a wooden longbow with a quiver of arrows slung across her back and a sword at her side told Victoria. She wore a metal helmet with scratched cheekguards and had four fading claw marks on her left cheek. She had gotten the scars in the same werewolf attack that her friend had lost his eye to. After their narrow escape, the pair banded together and gradually built up a homeless militia composed of roughly four dozen people they had rescued from werewolf, vampire, and undead attacks. The rest of the militia was at their camp and the trio was preparing to join them to ride out yet another night in hostile territory.

    "Yeah. Many people go in, but they never come out again. We don't go near it. You shouldn't either. There's ghosts and all kinds of spooky stuff in that place." A bearded man wearing a horned helmet and dressed in full plate armor warned Victoria. He was a third member of the group and unlike his teammates, his face was intact. He carried a high-quality steel mace and looked around constantly like he was expecting an attack. A minute later he looked at his teammates; the woman pointed down at her wrist in a gesture that indicated "time."

    "We're getting the Hell out of here. If you're smart, you'd go too. But something tells me you're out here for more than just sight-seeing or doing a dare." The mace-wielding man stated.

    "Yeah. A couple of companions and I are on a job out here. We're mages. We're gonna check out the guild hall and end whatever's going on in there." Victoria told him.

    "Well, good luck to you and your friends.You stay safe, kid." The one-eyed told her as the trio departed for their camp. Part of Victoria wanted to follow them. Yuzuki and Haruyuki had not arrived yet and the brunette did not want to be alone for any longer than she had to.

    -In the present-

    Victoria summoned her magic shotgun and waited just outside the ruined guild hall, not daring to go in until the other two mages got here. She hoped that her companions would get here soon. She could have sworn that she had just heard female screaming just a second ago. However, Victoria saw no one around to make a scream. Well, no one except her.

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    Haruyuki-Berg

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    Experience : 262.5

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    Character Name: Takenaka Haruyuki
    Primary Magic: Illusion make; The Art of War
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    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by Haruyuki-Berg on Mon Sep 03, 2018 2:58 am

    Haruyuki was dressed in white pants and a red kimono with metal plates on the upper arms. A black lacquered chest and back plate were worn over the kimono and both of his hands where gloved with black lacquered gauntlets. A strange curved sword hung from his belt and his back was packed with all sorts of stuff. There was an old leather backpack filled with food and books, some scrolls poked out. Some tools were strapped on the bag and there hung also a conical shaped, black lacquered, helmet that could act as a pan as well. He had been walked for a while now and took a sip of water from a bamboo bottle. He adjusted his crimson and golden headband, that kept away his messy red hair from his eyes. He also took a moment to look at a scroll, it was a map of the region. The map showed thick forests and bound full meadows and ackers and a flowing river, yet nothing around him seemed to be like on the map. The forest held no leaves and their trees were dead, the meadows were yellow, and the ackers were either barre or overgrown grass that has long since died. The river still flew but it was a brown-green slush. He had to follow the river to get to the ‘abandoned guild’. He rolled the map up and stuffed it back in the bag and walked on, with his left leg limping behind him.

    In the distant, between the sickly fields of platinum stood a small abandoned village with one building towering over all. The guild was covered by brown vines and thorns that seemed like veins. Some parts of the roof had collapsed, and some windows were broken. Its sight was that of sorrow and it made haruyuki cold. He descended the hill he stood on and walked towards the main road of the settlement towards the guild hall. A young woman, dressed in blue and black stood before the weathered down doors, armed with an unknown rifle. “Hello there, I’m Haruyuki.”


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    "The most basic form of strategy revolves around three
    principal actions: Attack, defend and evade.
    These three actions form an infinite amount of rhythms,
    one of them is the key to defeat the adversary."


    Takenaka Haruyuki


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    The Lunatic

    Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Summer Special Participant- Player -
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    Age : 35
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    Experience : 1550

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    Character Name: Yuzuki Faerydae
    Primary Magic: Fey Moonlight Weaving
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    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by The Lunatic on Fri Sep 07, 2018 3:28 am

    trust only - yourself
    what a cyanide surprise
    you have left for my eyes!
    if i had common sense
    i'd cut myself
    or curl up and die

    - 397/2,500


    - slightly messy post, not much muse. sorry!

    - ʏᴜᴢᴜᴋɪ ғᴀᴇʀʏᴅᴀᴇ

    Yuzuki’s lazy footsteps slipped almost silently through the woods, her body made for these environments. The Cursed Lands had many times been her refuge from the accusing claims of villagers all over Fiore – stolen weapons of priceless value, stolen souls dear to rich, disgusting pigs… How utterly absurd! Why would a mere street rat, wanderer of the continent ever do such things? Tilting her head back, the semi-fey let out a puff of air. It had only been a while since she’d joined Silver Wolf, and already she was off the streets and doing jobs. Such a thing was quite amusing to the street-raised woman - thirty-four years, and the filthy beggar finally had a career.

    Chuckling at the thought, Yuzuki exited the forest into an equally drab and gloomy abandoned village. Gray buildings and ramshackle huts looked unfamiliarly rural to the child of the slums – while certainly dilapidated, the place held none of the constant noise and pollution her senses knew. Here was where her job was to take place?

    Carefully pushing up from the ground, a single silver boot propelled the semi-fey into the air, unnatural abilities seeming to hold her in place as she surveyed her surroundings. The location she was to go to would quickly become obvious from her birds-eye view, drab cloak and gray leggings camouflaging her somewhat against the hopeless sky. There stood the two signs of human life in the area – a man and a woman, standing outside the only building here with any semblance of grandness. Must be this. That suspicious guild hall that had everyone up in a tizzy.

    A push of invisible wings guided the thief to the ground, landing gently behind the two and approaching with the same silent footsteps. A quick scan of their clothing brought information quickly to the semi-fey’s mind, recognizing the woman as a seemingly practical modern person – clothes well-suited to movement, but not unattractive either. Not that a human could ever look attractive. The man on the other hand, was all bulked up in ridiculous armor, something the semi-fey had little liking for. So large and heavy – such attachments would only ever hinder her own movements. Must be her job partners.

    “So, y’all here for the job?” Elongating the words, feel them slide thick and heavy off her tongue, the girl would join the duo. “Zhuu. Let’s get this over with.”
    ©️ seadra of gs


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    What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes! If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die --

    Yuzuki Faerydae | Fey Moonlight Weaving | Bank
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    Victoria Sheridan

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Legal Guild Ace- Summer Special Participant- Player -
    Lineage : Shadows Of Anarchy
    Position : None
    Posts : 117
    Guild : Black Rose
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 2,056.25

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    Character Name: Victoria Sheridan
    Primary Magic: Merces Letifer
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    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Fri Sep 07, 2018 4:41 pm

    Victoria looked at Haruyuki and the newly arrived Zhuu. She dispelled her weapon because she did not want to project an image of hostility. She was going to need their help to get through this job intact. Alienating teammates was not a good way to convince them to help her if the fecal matter hit the oscillating air device. Chances were high that it would in a place involving ghosts and supernatural stuff.

    "Yeah, I'm Victoria of Black Rose. I'm part of the team going on this job. Nice to meet you, Haruyuki and Zhuu." Victoria introduced herself. Now that the pleasantries were finished, they probably wanted to know what the deal was. She would give them a brief rundown of what she had learned from the hardy militia who called the area home.

    "OK guys, here's what I learned about the place. Some locals believe a guy's holed up in the abandoned guild hall." Victoria started explaining. A gust of wind came up and her skirt started to rise. Her hands clapped down on the skirt to prevent the others from getting a show with their briefing.

    "They seem to think he's doing some sketchy stuff in there. They didn't say what exactly was going on because they didn't know. From what they did say, he's up to something that people really shouldn't be dabbling in." Victoria continued the briefing. She did not know if it was summoning demons or sinister cult activity. It could have been something even worse than demon summoning. The brunette had no idea what that "something" was.

    "My informants also told me that there's a lot of ghost activity in there. They didn't specify what else was in there, but it sounded like ghosts were only one thing we'd face if we went inside. They also warned that a lot of people went in but never came out, so we've gotta be careful." Victoria finished her briefing. The wind kicked up again and her skirt began to rise. She pushed her skirt back down again. She really should have worn long pants to this place.

    "So, who goes first?" Victoria asked Haruyuki and Zhuu.

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    Haruyuki-Berg

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    Character Name: Takenaka Haruyuki
    Primary Magic: Illusion make; The Art of War
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    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by Haruyuki-Berg on Sun Sep 09, 2018 10:35 pm

    “Well met” Said Haruyuki, he wondered where the new person came from. “I’m a representative of the West-Fiore Trading Company.” He hoped they had not yet dealt with his company before if so they would likely doubt that. It was customary or rather obligated to wear one of those white uniforms but Haruyuki neglected that rule. He prefers his own clothing and armour but it did lead to confusion from time to time with jobs and aggravation from his co-workers who followed the dress rule.

    Haruyuki listened closely to what Victoria shared from the knowledge she had gathered so far. He nodded in approval, he wouldn’t just launch an attack anyway. He tried to keep his eyes on hers when he noticed that the wind was playing with her skirt. He scratched the stubbles on his chin, “ghost you say? And possible demons? Never fought any of those in all honesty.” Said Haruyuki. I’ve only encountered demons on the battlefield he thought sadly.

    “I shall go first; my primary focus is on melee at the moment thus little use to be the rear guard.” Said Haruyuki, as he removed his bag from his back. Which he placed within the shadow of a rock, where it faded into the void not to be seen until he returns for it. He considered to leave his helmet behind as well but didn’t and bound it tight on his head. “The magic that I utilize is ‘The Art of War’ just so you know.” He preferred to be a bit mystic about it, he uses Illusion Make magic in truth and his spells only worked when others believed what they saw is real. Quite the problem with undead though, they were not fooled by his tricks. Will it work on ghosts? he thought, but he didn't shared his thought with the others He drew his katana as he proceeded towards the door.

    The hinges of the door were rusted and screamed when he pulled the door open, goosebumps appeared on Haruyuki’s skin. Bashing down the doors would have been silent in comparison. The hall was dark with the exception of a few beams of sunlight that came through the vine-covered windows and the light that fell through the open door. He stepped inside into the abyss.


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    "The most basic form of strategy revolves around three
    principal actions: Attack, defend and evade.
    These three actions form an infinite amount of rhythms,
    one of them is the key to defeat the adversary."


    Takenaka Haruyuki


    Haruyuki's theme:

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    The Lunatic

    Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Magic Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Summer Special Participant- Player -
    Lineage : Knight of Swords
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    Posts : 294
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    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Age : 35
    Mentor : None
    Experience : 1550

    Character Sheet
    Character Name: Yuzuki Faerydae
    Primary Magic: Fey Moonlight Weaving
    Secondary Magic: N/A

    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by The Lunatic on Thu Sep 13, 2018 5:54 pm

    trust only - yourself
    what a cyanide surprise
    you have left for my eyes!
    if i had common sense
    i'd cut myself
    or curl up and die

    - 856/2,500


    - didn't edit >.>

    - ʏᴜᴢᴜᴋɪ ғᴀᴇʀʏᴅᴀᴇ

    Introducing herself as Victoria of Black Rose (gross, politics, who wanted anything to do with that?), the woman gave them a summary of the job. Some old dude hiding in this crappy building dabbling in some real funky shit? Sounded about accurate. Probably smoked too much of who-knows-what and accidentally fucked everything up, knowing this type of guy. The semi-fey had spent some time together with a not-very-sane alchemist once who’d occasionally blow up a building or so on accident because he was too drugged up to properly calculate amounts of material. That had been some pretty fun times, until he accidentally blew himself up along with the building. With a light chuckle, Yuzuki continued to listen to he woman talk, nodding along to what she said. Ghosts shouldn’t be too bad. While her weapons might not have quite the same amount of function as usual, surely spirits weren’t immune to moonfire?

    The big bulky man, Haruyuki of the West Fiore Trading Company (what a long and tiresome name, like seriously) had darting eyes that seemed nervous, flashing to Victoria’s skirt before honing in on her eyes again, sounding slightly uncertain at the prospect of fighting ghosts. Even so, he volunteered to enter first, giving them a brief introduction to his magic before pulling the old, rickety door open and stepping into the dark. "Sounds good to me" would be muttered before the semi-fey stepped forward as well.

    Yuzuki narrowed her eyes, adjusting them quickly to the darkness of the interior, and tugged her cloak down further over her tattooed arms. She preferred to keep the source of her magic hidden, as well as the guild she worked for as of the moment. Despite Silver Wolf’s fairly lax rules, showing an alignment caused bias in partners and opponents – that wasn’t often good. She glanced back at the female mage, then slipped in easily, lengthening the coil of chains at her side into a spear and tucking it into the straps on her back. The multipurpose weapon was easily her favorite over these years, and entering any situation without its companionship seemed like suicide to the semi-fey.

    Silver eyes would dart about, observing the furniture in varying states of disrepair. A collapsed bar in the corner with the dusty, bug-infested tables showed signs of booming activity sometime long, long ago, and a torn and tattered guild banner with no sign of the guild symbol hung from the balcony of the second floor. Cobwebs decorated the interior, dust, bugs, and mice adding that extra flair to the spookiness, and piles of fallen, disintegrating leaves sat clumped in the corners where holes had opened in the roof. From first glance, it didn’t seem as though anyone had occupied the place recently.
    ©️ seadra of gs


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    What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes! If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die --

    Yuzuki Faerydae | Fey Moonlight Weaving | Bank
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    Victoria Sheridan

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Legal Guild Ace- Summer Special Participant- Player -
    Lineage : Shadows Of Anarchy
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    Posts : 117
    Guild : Black Rose
    Cosmic Coins : 0
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    Experience : 2,056.25

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    Character Name: Victoria Sheridan
    Primary Magic: Merces Letifer
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    Re: Call Of The Haunted

    Post by Victoria Sheridan on Fri Sep 14, 2018 6:17 am

    "OK guys. The place isn't gonna investigate itself. Let's do this." Victoria said confidently. She was just about to enter the place when the wind decided to get her one last time. It blew with unexpected force and made her skirt fly up before her hands could force it down, briefly exposing her black underwear. Her face turned beet-red as she finally forced the skirt down, but it was too late. They saw London, they saw France.

    Eager to recover some face, Victoria quickly entered after them and was confronted with a guild hall that had seen better days. Leaves and bugs were everywhere and the place looked like the weather was going to finish what the mysterious force that wiped out the guild had started. It was like strange forces had conspired to make sure that the guild's identity would be completely forgotten. There were only faint traces of activity from long ago, but nothing that was concrete. She also saw no signs of anyone currently in residence here.

    "If anyone's here, they're not exactly gonna light up a neon sign and roll out a red carpet for us. They're deeper in the guild hall. There might even be a basement." Victoria opined to her partners. She brought out her shotgun again and looked around the room for any kind of clues about the hall's architecture. A floor plan would be great. So would a framed map of the guild hall. Even signs posted above or near doors would work.

    The brunette took a look around, being certain to stay within sight of her partners. She examined walls for any hints that a sign or something had once been there. She spotted a half-rotten small and rectangular wooden frame at the entrance and walked over to it to take a closer look. She bent down and saw that the wooden frame was rotted beyond use, the glass had been completely shattered, and the paper within had been food for insects. That was not exactly encouraging.

    "Well, we won't get any information from this frame. It might have held something like a map of the floor, but the paper's been too badly eaten by insects to tell what it used to read. It seems like someone really doesn't want us to know what's ahead." Victoria commented while standing back up. She walked back over to Haruyuki and Zhuu without much to offer other than speculation. They would have to press deeper into the guild hall to find anything of use, but that meant running the gauntlet of ghosts and other hazards.

    "Looks like we'll have to go deeper inside to find anything. We'd better stick together because I don't know what else we'll have to deal with besides ghosts. If what I learned was true, ghosts might be the least of our worries." Victoria opined. The group had no clearly defined leader and she was unable and unwilling to claim the title, so she would make suggestions. She would help the others the best she could, but this would have to be a team effort.

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