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    [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux on 19th January 2019, 2:29 pm




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    Hey guys, so our first ever Cross Guild Scale event has started, should at any point you need to refer to the rules, you can do so here, and any reference information with need on Tsak Ordahic can be located here.

    During this thread, as you know there has been an outbreak of a disease that has broken out has began infecting people in Tolgalen, and is at risk of spreading further. Our task is the scout the area for intel that will aid the mission at hand, helping us understand more about the nature of the disease and it's connection to the flora and fauna in the area. Information of what we'll be facing can be found here. As the team leader of the group, I will be in charge of spawning enemies. However for the rest of it, it's pretty flexible. Other than that, Let's all have fun with it~




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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux on 20th January 2019, 6:29 am


    Nessa arrived in Tolgalen in the early hours of the morning, sun still fairly low in the sky. It was cold, the air around her felt ominous, she didn't have a good feeling about this. She had been assigned her team for the investigation; it consisted of two Fairy Tail members she was very familiar with, Aven and Markus. Alongside one member of the West Fiore Trading Company, she had worked with before, Haraka. Their instructions had been to head to Tsak Ordahic, and scout the area for any information that may pertain to the disease. It had been pretty awful to witness, that night at the West Fiore Trading Company's Winter Ball. The deranged fellow who could not make any sense of where he was or who he was. As well as the other, covered in a plague, boils and skin defects. Nessa knew the West Fiore Trading Company wanted to handle this matter as urgently as possible, and had even sort out the help of the team in the alliance, Fairy Tail and Silver Wolf. Both of which had seemed happy to lend a hand on the matter. Of course, they would; this wasn't just some small matter, this is a lethal disease that could spread further if they didn't eliminate the problem now, who knew how many would die. No, if they didn't contain this problem while it only lay in Tolgalen, who knew how far it would go.

    She was wearing her usual outfit, the white-on-white ensemble that she found so easy to fight with. A top and skirt, accompanied by plimsols and knee-high socks. Today especially, she even wore white gloves, a precautionary matter considering with the infectious nature of what they may have to deal with. Her hair tied back in a loose ponytail, and satchel at her side. Around her neck, a sparkling blue gemstone, radiating with a slight magical power. Out of habit, she would twiddle with it as she walked along to the meeting point assigned to her team. She hoped this mission would go well, and she still hadn't addressed a certain matter with Aven. It was awkward, plus that incident with his mother hadn't helped. Then there was Markus; she wasn't really sure about the dynamic between the two of them, she was once under the impression that they were friends. But Markus had been gone for so long. She couldn't yet tell how they were going to be around each other, she had been quite distracting in the planning and preparation for this task, that she hadn't really gotten a chance to assess their situation. Plus there was that mission they did together, the one to Bellum which had been certainly eventful, Nessa learned more about Markus than she'd ever expected to be permitted to know. Yet at least now, she understood, she understood so much more than she had before. Nessa saw no issues with Haraka being there, Haraka had done well during their job around the Halloween period, they provided good support and was easy enough to get along with. Nessa was glad to have them on her team.

    When she got to the outskirts of Tsak Ordahic, she sent out her guides of light. She would order the little balls of starlight to bring her teammates to her; the little balls would fly off to find them. They had agreed to meet there, but the last thing she wanted was for them to get lost on the way. Most of them were not familiar with this area after all. She waited for their arrival; she couldn't imagine she would have to wait long, they all knew the urgency of the task at hand. She would be standing there alone, no Sebastian or Arielle. She had strictly refused their presence during this mission, it was too dangerous, and she wasn't about to risk them getting hurt today. As much as Sebastian protested, his magic was too limited for even this. Nessa had put her foot down hard this time around, so firmly they eventually stopped arguing with her and realised just how serious she was. She watched as each of them arrived, once there she would speak. "Okay everyone, so as you may recall, a form of plague has invested these lands and manage to infect some of the people of Tolgalen. The disease has seriously disturbing side effects and needs to be contained. Our job is to head out as scouts. We need to gather as much information as possible; I'm talking about the wildlife, the fauna, the terrain, we need to assess the scale of what we're dealing with. Anything you see, note it in your mind so that when we return, we can report it to the other teams.  Gather as much information as you can, but do not wander from the group, I mean it guys. I know you're powerful, and you might think you can handle certain things on your own, but this is not a request, It's an order. Getting separated doesn't just put yourself at risk, but it puts the group at risk too. Let's work together and help each other as best we can okay." She said, looking around sternly. It was a little unfamiliar to her, being so bossy. Particular to Aven and Markus who she knew were highly capable of dealing with danger. Having seen them do it time after time on their missions together, but this wasn't just such a risky situation. If there was even the slight risk of one of them becoming infected, she needed to minimalise it. "Any questions?"


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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Haraka Omaras on 20th January 2019, 4:36 pm




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    The morning had started earlier than usual. The shower taken was heated enough to make sensitization an easier task, using the same home made shampoo, conditioner, and soap that he normally did. Despite not needing to wear the west fiore trading company uniform, the clothes on his person barely varied from it. A white dress vest, grey dress shirt, loose white pants, and dark dress shoes. Really the only different item of wear was the pants. Breakfast consisted of a fruit salad with chopped mango, strawberries, whole blueberries, blackberries, and kiwi. There was also a banana pudding that topped coconut pancakes. There was both the juice and bits of the fruits fresh white flesh inside, the well sized meal being accompanied by black tea. The man wanted to be as filled and fresh as possible for the job ahead. A bag was grabbed then loaded with supplies for taking samples after brushing and typing up their hair with a blue aquamarine tie. He left after Williams babysitter arrived, taking his wings and tail out after he was a few blocks away from the guild headquarters. Flight was how the man arrived to the meeting place. The mixed blood took the time before arrival to enjoy the silence within the darkness of the morning gifted. This left him with enough time to make solidly sure that his emotional and mental state was solid. When one could be facing horrors of misery, it was best to prepare for the absolute worst sort of sights. If one is ready for that then they will be more likely to be capable of handling everything that comes.

    Of course there was always the chance that what is seen ends up worse than what was imagined as the worse. The mixed blood hoped that the later option wasn't the case. Of course all he could do was hope, there was no solid predictions in life. He arrived to the meeting place in good time, keeping silent. Nessa was someone he had met before, but the others were not. The half ice dragon would have spoken an introduction, but now really wasn't an appropriate time to do so. Soon they would all enter a dangerous area and gather information. Taking samples was also something they would need to do, fingers brushing against the white bag slug over their shoulder. Normally at the start of a job the ice blue skinned person would tuck away his tail and wings, this time was not an exception. Both limbs vanished away, hidden away along with the benefits oh having them out. This didn't make the half demon suddenly look normal in any sense of the word, but it did help. Omaras would never look typical, nor human. Pale ice blue skin, dark sapphire blue horns, long ink black hair, aquamarine blue talons, sharp teeth, aquamarine blue sclera, dark sapphire blue irises, and pupils that only became visible in the cold. While the morning was not chilled enough to boost his speed, it was still frosty enough to make the slit white pupils visible. He still managed to find a way to hold a gentle smile to his lips and tenderness within their unusual and slender eyes. It sounded like the leader of their group was someone who was prepared to take charge.

    This was a new sight to him for this person, but it wasn't hard for someone barely known to show a new side to them. Did he have any questions? He knew how to find flora and fauna, what sort of notes to take, how to take proper samples... though the last part was likely easier for someone like him who had medical experience. Then again, they might all have medical experience. He didn't know everyones skills. Actually... could he ask? Would it be rude? Would it be safe to use edible healing spells while inside, or should those types be avoided? Edible types of healing spells should mote than likely be avoided. It was a good thing it wasn't his only kind, though it was a lot of it. Still, it was better to ask anyway. He wasn't the leader thus should not silently decide what to avoid using. Thus a quiet and gentle voice spoke out in as smoothly and soft as silk.
    "Should healing spells that require ingestion be avoided while in the area? Should each of us share what out magic can do?" No guild would bubble up for not speaking now that the question were asked. Not envisioning himself at being good leading anything, trying to be a good member of a group was something he felt capable of. A good member doesn't wonder things and then now ask. If the masquerade had shown anything, it was that they all needed to do a good job. Everyone who was working on this had their own groups, each group having different tasks. He had picked to be part of this sort of team due to wanting to help gather whatever information that could lead to a possible cute.

    Before a cute could be made, one needed as much information as possible, and samples that would give information on how everything that was infected was effected. What kind of doctor would he be if he didn't try his hardest to aid in this situation? He knew that he was far from being the strongest person, nor the finest doctor. There would still be shame felt if he didn't try his best. Doing your best as a member of a team meant asking questions when you had them, staying in a group, and listening to the leaders orders.




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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Aven Alveron on 20th January 2019, 8:15 pm

    The light shown brightly through the curtains of the Alveron estate, filtering through a certain window on the second floor, casting dawn's first glimpse over a collection of haphazardly scattered books. The foremost, leaning halfway open on a sleeping Aven's head, was a volume titled, Tenvil's Complete Almanac of Botany. From the sparse morning rays, Aviel's condensed form materialized, bringing him to rest beside his resting charge, shaking his head with a smile. Aven had been up all night familiarizing himself with the plantlife and other organics that could possibly be found in Tsac Ordahic, the location of the Alliance job starting that day. Sometimes, the angel really did wonder how his descendants were still empty-headed academics like he was so long ago: it must have run in the Alveron family, though it seemed to skip some generations, as evident with the boy's mother. Likely, the stress of a big mission was just embraced as a welcome distraction from familial matters, judging by how fervently Aven had taken to the research.

    All good things must end, however, and with a small shake, Aviel attempted to rouse Aven. "It's time to wake, Aven: you've got to get ready for your job today." No response, the boy was out cold, buried in both sleep and various textbooks on flora and fauna. Aviel tried a second time, "Aven, you've got to get up." Once again, to no avail. A spark of annoyance lit in the Seraph's gut, and he lifted Tenvil's Complete Almanac of Botany, a book likely heavier than his current body, closing it, and summarily striking Aven's head with the binding quite forcefully. "Up and at 'em, Aven!"

    With a start, Aven rocketed upright, apparently woken from a dream. "The genus name 'Arnica' may be derived from the root 'arni', "lamb", in reference to the plants' soft, hairy leaves. Arnica is also known by the names mountain tobacco and, confusingly, leopard's bane and wolfsbane-" Another, softer, strike with the Almanac, and Aven woke up completely. He massaged the back of his head as broodingly as he could manage, though it wasn't an expression he'd much practice with, so it appeared more as the gaze of a sad puppy. "That isn't a very nice way to wake someone up, Aviel. Aren't you supposed to be an Angel, I thought hurting others was a sin?"

    Placing the hefty botanical text next to its kin, Aviel chuckled wryly. "Sins don't exactly apply to Seraphim, Aven: I know you delved into Angelology a while back, don't play coy with me. You need to be at the meeting place in no less than four hours, or were you too wrapped up in 'wolfsbane' to remember?" No doubt, it was only a drousy man's protest, rather than a true inquiry into Angelology, but using the topic as a springboard was only fitting, to get him on his feet. If Aviel knew the young man, he'd want to be fully showered and preened before meeting up with the team; or, more specifically, Nessa Cordelia Lux.

    Aven, on the other hand, had other matters clouding his mind, so his response to the quip was only to rise and go about his morning routine. Sloppily, of course, and even after his shower, Aven didn't bother to spend the time fixing up his silky white hair, and even a trip to the mahogany armoire next to his bed, the result caused Aviel an inaudible sigh. Aven left the room silently, dressed in simple, casual clothes, just jeans and a white button-down shirt, left open to reveal a simply patterned t-shirt below. The young man was nearing twenty four years of age, but only then had he stepped into his rebellious phase. Aviel shook his head as he dissipated into the light, to pursue Aven ethereally. It hadn't been out of the blue, but rather, a direct consequence of the young man finally remembering his actual childhood, and more pressingly, the twin brother he'd forgotten.

    Aven took to the stairs in the grand foyer, with abandon, and passed into the dining hall, where he shared a passing glance at his mother. Lady Drani returned the glance as best she could, but the tension between the two was palpable. Words that should have been spoken a decade ago now hung heavy in the air, so antiquated that they seemed irrelevant, yet still weighed down the tongues of the Alveron household. Even as he sat down, and Lucie brought out a fresh plate of bacon, cherry juice, scrambled eggs, and buttermilk waffles drizzled in a mulberry fondue, not a single utterance broke the calm of silverware clinking lightly on fine china.

    Aven finished the meal quickly and efficiently, giving a light smile and nod to Lucie in thanks for the meal, who returned the gesture when a curtsy. The maid's expression once Aven had turned to leave was all but smiles, though, a coating of sadness of worry masking what should have been a jovial morning. Before he could make it out of the room, Drani's voice cut through the murk, the strain of a choking regret crippling the powerful and commanding tone it normally carried. "I only did it to protect you."

    Aven paused in the doorway, tempted for a moment to turn and face his mother. All that resulted was yet another numbing silence, his hand rising to clasp the pendant hanging around his neck, before he spoke his first words to Drani in the month since he'd gotten his memories back. "I wasn't the one who needed protection." With that, silence reigned once more, and after grabbing the stark, white cane in the bin beside the door, Aven set off from the Alveron manor. Inside, Lucie's fuzzy ears drooped in melancholy, while Drani shuddered under the weight of her burden. The woman excused herself summarily, while Lucie promptly tidied up the table, making sure to toss Lady Drani's silverware in a bin for recycle, as they were irreparably bent.

    Aven neared the meeting site close to the ascribed time, having a small bit of difficulty in the winding roads and swampy terrain. He'd dressed casually on a whim, not having felt very connected to the Alveron family heirarchy as of late, but that just might have played out to his advantage: there were many instances where he found his athletic shoes sinking into the ground, and even the air was wet with foreboding. He could tell immediately, this wasn't going to be a job to wear a suit to. Luckily, his direction troubles were assuaged when a familiar orb of light zoned in on him from a distance, a faint smile breaking the gloom on his face. Nessa... Guided by starlight, he found himself in view of Nessa and... was that... Markus? Aven's smile widened, and he waved as he drew close, though he kept the chatter to a minimum. Nessa, apparently, had decided that no swamp would stop her from dressing to the nines, looking just as beautiful as ever, and he gave her a winning smile. He might tease her later about dressing all in white to go on a nature hike. Markus, on the other hand, was much different, not only in his clothing: he looked much older, somehow, more mature, and, even after giving the man a triple take, the detail that baffled Aven the most was that his rival's eyes were no longer so distant and removed. What had happened in the time Markus was away, he wondered... a question for a different time, perhaps later while they were scouting.

    There were supposed to be four members, and in no time at all, the final wizard arrived, one Aven had never met before. There was a moment where Aven had to really take in what he was seeing: the newcomer, from first glance, appeared to be a hybrid of several different creatures. Time began to slow for Aven, as it normally did when he began to focus, and his visual inspection of the varying characteristics pointed immediately to a dragon being part of the combination. The other half, he couldn't quite get a read on, but for the moment, it wasn't incredibly important. If they had any level of dragon ancestry, it was likely they'd be a formidably magic user, and that was enough for him on a preliminary scale. He'd inquire further to their specific style of magic shortly after they embarked, so that he could get a picture of what their team was working with strategically. Once everyone was gathered, Nessa gave a short rallying speech about the goals and trials of their mission. When she mentioned not going off alone, Aven gave Markus a big grin, as a gesture that she was probably talking to the both of them in particular, before the floor was opened up to questions. Aven was about to speak, to inquire about a possible fighting strategy, and updating each other on their magics, as both Markus and Nessa had obviously grown in leaps and bounds past Aven since he'd seen them in battle last, but the Newcomer beat him to the punch. Aven nodded in agreement with the Half-dragon. "I think sharing our combat styles and proficiencies is a perfect way to start, if we pair them with introductions! I'll start us off," He gave his signature purehearted smile, and steeped into a shallow bow, sweeping his cane across his chest before straightening. Regardless of what was going on at home, he wouldn't let it interfere with his passion: Wizarding. "I'm Aven Alveron, a wizard of Fairy Tail. A few of you know me already, but for anyone who's curious, I'm primarily a mid-range fighter, setting Magic Circles that persist over time and echo their effects." With a small wave of his cane, a two foot wide, golden magic circle appeared at the top of the smooth white metal, facing up and touching the cane only barely. A flick on his finger, and the circle seemed to multiply into four separate copies, all stacked on top of each other and moving in sync with the top of the cane. "Optimally, I'll be a short distant away from enemies, hitting them with projectile type magic. I can also cast shielding spells, though I'm still working on a good number of them." With that, he waited for others to follow suit, paying close attention. It would be crucial for him to play off the others strengths, as he could tell in an instant that he had, by a decent margin, the least amount of magic power among the group.

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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by MarkusEldridge on 22nd January 2019, 11:37 am


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    Dancing, the movements were slow, methodical, warry. The two mages stepping with the music, eyes focused on one another as they caught up on four years of missing friendship. They had set boundaries, broken those boundaries, taken jobs, and grown immeasurably in such a short time. The Chaos Mage and Starlight Maiden had met at the ball, an event that lead Markus to his current predicament.

    Taking a deep breath, he pulled on his bracers looking himself in the mirror. His hair had grown quite long, when not pulled into a pony tail it would reach his shoulders, and even he could notice a difference in the eyes that looked back upon him. Dressed in his combat Vestments he was prepared for battle. Letting out the breath he was holding the chaos mage thought back to the two figures that had interrupted the ball.

    One of the two had gone entirely insane, unsure where he was, and Markus though, who he was. Markus remembered the vacant look in the mans eyes, the utter agony he must have gone through. The second man was different, but no less gruesome, more so even. It was obvious this man was covered in plague, with damage and infections covering his skin.

    The West Fiore Trading Company had acted fast, getting the two away from the populous and reaching out to the alliances. Fairy Tail, and Silver Wolf had all been happy to provide this aid, and over a short while the three guilds mobilized. Now however, it was time for action. Markus had been assigned to remain with Nessa, the other Fairy Tail Repetitive who had seen the two first hand, as members of the scouting regiment. Their job would be to meet with the rest of the team, and set off into a land known as Tsak Ordahic, gaining any information that would be useful to putting a stop to whatever this was, long before it spread to the rest of the populous and world as a whole.

    This was no small issue, there was no telling how fast, nor had deadly this plague could become, should it get free. Markus was on high alert. It made sense to be scouting first, however all that really meant was they knew nothing, and were to find out as many answers as possible before the other groups were sent to handle their tasks. This put their small team in utmost danger, something the chaos mage was certainly hesitant about. Taking a breath he gave himself one final look before stepping from the washroom.

    The large stone room was just as it always was, plain, empty, dark. The fire going in one side did nothing to quell this darkness, the large bed had been made hours ago, and the easel had been cleaned, sitting upon its frame Markus’ current work a depiction of a mountainscape half covered in shadows. Turning from it the chaos mage strode onto the balcony and found himself exiting the castle which expanded behind him.

    Looking at the Domain of Chaos was always strange, and heartening. Where some would see a chaotic mesh of colors, lights, sounds, and sights the mage saw order, functionality, seams. Chaos was not what many imagined, and in fact was cut from the same cloth as Order. Neither of the two could exist without the other, and as such neither could function without hidden influences of its counterpart. Taking a deep breath Markus prepared to open the portal.

    “You have grown Progeny. When you first entered these halls and spoke with the primordial you were but a boy, angry and contempt. Yet now I look upon your, so many years later…” The voice was feminine and serine, calm yet deadly. It belonged to the Nephilim Demonic Angel Aporia. Her voice perfectly mirrored her nature and could turn on a dime. “You must be careful out there, I know you, how you think, and what you will give up… Do not die will you? I would hate for Chaos to have to find another Progeny.”

    The chaos mage smiled, saying nothing. The voice was in his head as always, whispering from the back of his mind. He had learned much, listening to that voice, yet even then he knew to be careful. Aporia was old, as old as time from what Markus could tell. He had learned she was a Seal, a being in place should be apocalypse ever be called. She was the Sixth Seal, the Seal of Chaos, and long ago she had sworn herself to the Primordial Chaos until such a time that she leaves the beings services in order to complete her purpose. At one time Markus did not trust the creature, however that had changed.

    Closing his eyes Markus searched within the chaos, searched for the tether that would link him back to Earthland. When he found it there would be a ripping sound within the air, as his body was forced from the void, forced into the land of creation.

    Opening his eyes, the chaos mage looked about, getting his bearings. He was in the outskirts of the Tsak Ordahic the land he was to scout. Mere moments after he appeared would his vision be flooded with light, and he realized only a few feet from his position would be a ball, a small star. Looking up Markus saw Nessa. “I guess he was to lead me?” The chaos mage asked passively. By now he had no doubt she had gotten used to the sound associated with his arrival, his teleportation. As such he continued on as normal, he knew with her power surely, she wouldn’t be surprised.

    The was dressed as well in her usual outfit and battle attire. A perfect mask to his own it was pure white in color. After a brief glance he looked back at her eyes. Much had happened between the two mages, and he knew their story was only beginning. He placed his hand upon her bare shoulder, and leaned in to whisper.

    “You have this, you are smart, brave, and more than capable. Trust in your instincts and know I have your back.” He would say softly before looking over. He could see someone waving, a male figure he recognized immediately. Aven, another Fairy Tail wizard, with impressive gifts. Markus knew he would be on their team and let go of Nessa standing a little straighter. Markus had not seen the man much. Sense the Fairy Festival, Markus had gone to the West Fiore Ball, and then made his return to Fairy Tail official, having spent the last few weeks on jobs until he was called to handle this matter. It was strange for Markus to see the other mage dressed so casually, Markus had only ever seen him in suits. Markus nodded to the other man, staying silent and passive.

    They did not wait long, something Markus was very happy about, for the entire group to be together. The final member Markus could tell was of the West Fiore Trading Company, and looked much like Markus would have imaged, which meant to say he looked like a wizard. The chaos mage had grown accustom to strange things when magic was involved, and this man was no different, yet still Markus nodded to the blue skinned male, and remained just as silent. It seemed no one wanted to give introduction, at least not until their leader has spoken.

    Markus turned towards the Starlight Maiden when she spoke, giving them a brief introduction to the current situation. Markus of course having been at the ball knew what to expect, but he was certain to listen for any new details. Nessa being an Ace meant she was privy to the back-room discussions and helped in the getting Fairy Tail mobilized for such an event. He nodded when she spoke about their job, which seemed to be exactly as Markus expected. Glancing Aven as she spoke about wondering off Markus would give him a nod, smiling was still not in his nature, but the chaos mage for the others message, even if he did not particularly agree, nor-disagree, Markus was usually one to act on whim, so he understood the needed reminder. When she was finished talking Markus kept silent.

    He had no questions, in all honesty he was of the impression that they should get this job done as fast as possible, after all there was much to be done once they were finished with their scouting, and the other teams needed no delay. Yet, it seemed Markus was the only one of that impression, as the other mages spoke. Markus was never one to share information, in fact he hated social situations and conversation far more than that of monsters, yet in the end, he knew it was needed, and the blue skinned mage had a point. Markus knew he would probably not be eating anything while on this scouting venture, they knew not if the pathogen was airborne, not that consumption would stop it if it was. However, it did give some important information, the mage could heal and provide support.

    When Aven spoke, Markus turned towards him. It was standard for sure, Avens magic would fit any of the teams should they need to set up in advance. And, he was good on acting on the fly setting off his magic circles in an impressive display of speed, as long as he did not overdo himself once more. Markus did raise a slight eyebrow as the mage spoke of shields, an ability Markus had not yet seen. The chaos mage had seen Aven fight at the Fairy Festival, and knew the mage had gotten stronger, in the end he was not surprised to hear he had a few new tricks as well.

    When he was done Markus took a breath. Might as well get this over with. “Markus, also of Fairy Tail. I work with darkness, shadows, and chaos. Long story short, I am a bit of a utility knife, and can go where needed.” He turned towards Nessa, “You have a good understanding of my skills, I’ll of course follow your lead.” He said passively. Everything he said was true, and it was as far as he was concerned all that was needed to be said. He could deal damage, heal, shield, and even control the battle to some extent, in the end he really would be best acting as needed, and providing firepower or support as the situation demanded.

    With a slight sigh he would listen to anything else being said but keep his eyes to the land they were to enter. They might need to strategize, but in the open was no place to do such. Just because they were on the outskirts of the local did not mean things could go wrong from any moment, as such the chaos mage would keep his eyes towards their goal, waiting, watching. He glanced down at his shadow, knowing the second set of eyes would be invaluable at the tasks they were about to set out for. Markus would hold his hand out as the shadow materialized into a large wolf who like himself would keep its eyes towards the ominous lands.

    When everyone was done speaking, he would speak once more, before they set off. “Here, this should help in case the worst were to happen. Those ruins will protect you from harm and provide some healing should it be needed." Markus said to no one in particular. Waving his arm through the air he would send out a pulse of chaotic magic which would attach itself to his allies forming a temporary rune to appear on their right shoulders. It would resemble the tattoo Markus had on his own body. He knew the feeling would be strange, for a brief second those touched by his magic would feel a chill before the connection was formed, however the ruin provided much more safety than one would believe, not only protecting one from harm, but healing should one find themselves in danger.


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    Base Melee Damage : 70 | Speed : 70 Mps

    Hela : Active/Hidden
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    -37 MP, Runes of Darkness

    +45MP, Passive Regen
    Outgoing Damage:
    N/A


    Other Passive Effects:
    Passive Modifiers :
    Health : +050% | HP Recovery 10%
    Magic Power : +050% | MP Recovery 5%
    Cost Reduction : -050%
    Physical Resistance : +000% | Magical Resistance : +050%
    Strength : +025% | Speed : +025%
    Spell Modifiers :
    Speed +050% | Range + 050%
    Damage : +650% | Durability +100% | Healing +100%

    Passive Modifiers with Items : WIP

    Other Effects :

    • Chaotic Storage(Lineage) : 000 / 500
    • Primordial Destruction(Lineage) : +60 Base Magic Damage
    • Primordial Chaos(UA) : Slayers gain half mana, and take extra damage from eating magic
    • Primordial Aura(UA) : When touched opponent takes User rank damage, subject to Markus Will.
    • Chaotic Form(UA) : 200 / 200 Damage Buffer
    • Chaotic Magic(UA) : Cost 50% extra to Negate, Counter, Reverse, or Modify Markus' Spells
    • Chaos touched(UA) : Hard to read, can not tell if lying, mind can not be read

    Item Effects

    • Book of Chaos : 045 / 700

    Active Buffs & Debuffs:
    N/A
    Active Spells:

    1/9(A+) Runes of Darkness : Once per turn, 600HP Shield, 150HP Heal @ Markus, Nessa, Haraka, and Aven

    "Only with darkness can there be light."

    Outfit: Vestments of the Void
    Character Thoughts: Cautious, worried, silent.
    OOC Notes: Enjoy the support effect
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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux on 25th January 2019, 6:35 pm


    Nessa's violet eyes stared at the plains around her. She took a slow, steady breath; there was an eerieness about the place. Perhaps it was the knowledge that somewhere in these lands, stemmed whatever it was that was causing this vile disease to spread. It was strange, looking over the gloomy swamplands, it was beautifully still at the moment, yet something dark was looming over these lands. Nessa couldn't help the unease she was feeling, whatever it was they were about to deal with. It wasn't going to ease the task ahead; she was glad she hadn't allowed Sebastian and Arielle to come. This was going to be tough, maybe too tough. Arielle couldn't do anything to defend himself against attack and Sebastian couldn't fight in a way that didn't rely on him getting close and personal with his targets. Considering the infectious nature of what they were dealing with, it didn't make sense for him to fight this battle. But as for the other team members, well, at the very least she was glad she wasn't doing this alone. She had Haraka, Aven and Markus; they were good mages, they would be fine. She would be fine. She had to trust in herself, she had come along way since she stepped through the doors to Fairy Tail, she wasn't a weak little girl who could barely expel her Starlight without getting Nauseous. She had fought and fought, and now she was here. Her magic capabilities had reached levels she never imagined; she was a fairly successful Ace for a guild she loved and even a Wizard Saint. Everything she could have possibly hoped to happen had happened.

    Yet still, despite all of this, something... was missing. There was still something there, a niggling of a doubt. There was still so much that hadn't been dealt with; there was an unsettling that had been bothering her for a while now. Not just the explained darkness that loomed inside of her and tended to come out whenever she got angry. That was something she also needed to handle; she had hoped that with her growth of power she would get more of a handle on it. Yet, it didn't seem that way, if anything it only made the 'thing', whatever it was, feel more menacing. She couldn't help but feel like whatever it was, only fed on her power, like a bubble inside her.  Filling herself with magic, compiled with all the negativity she ever felt. It was enough to put her on edge, a constant sense of anxiety, that one that that bubble would pop. And whatever came from it, no amount of tranquillity magic or calming would ever put a stop to.

    Then there was the other thing, another reason she was on edge. For a while, it had been going on. She had tried to ignore it, to pretend it wasn't happening. But the better her sense got, the more she felt it. Someone was watching her. It had began not long after her Aunt had gone away, busy working on the job that had seemed to be keeping her away for so long. She had tried to track them a few times, yet had never found anything. Not even a scrap of evidence, whoever or whatever it was left no traces. Yet still, she had felt it, she was sure of it. The only doubt she had was that maybe, whatever it was that was inside her was making her feel unnecessarily paranoid. She sensed magic nearby, causing her to push these thoughts to the back of her mind. It felt familiar, she smiled, knowing who it was — looking up, as he approached her. He was wearing what appeared to be in all black gear, assorted with various items that would likely aid his fight. He stepped over; maybe it was the look on her face, perhaps she had been looking uncertain. But he raised his hand to her shoulder and spoke. His words of reassurance making her smile. She nodded, appreciating it. Things had changed between them, four months ago, Nessa had been under the impression that they were close. Yet, that paled in comparison to what she knew now, after what had happened in Bellum. After, she had spoken to Aporia and learned what she did, after she had seen the truth behind Markus. She understood now, four months ago, she hadn't known him at all. She straightening slightly, that was enough of that. It was time to be confident, to do the role she was given. She had to lead this team, and believe in what Markus's words, to trust her instincts. She knew that allowing the self-doubt to sink in now of all times, could only hinder her ability to fight effectively, which was just something else that might put her teammates at risk. This wasn't something she could allow.

    Aven's arrival was always welcome, Nessa knew better than anyone his competency as a mage. He was strong, smart, and a brilliant tactician. Not to mention the fact, there wasn't anyone she could trust more to have her back. She knew Aven would cover the team in any way he could. It was just another reason why he was such a great teammate and friend. She was surprised to see him wearing such casual clothes, Aven, who always seemed to be dressed to impress in the finest of suits. Was actually wearing 'jeans', it didn't look bad on him or anything, it was just a strange sight to behold. There was still a slight tweak in her chest, lingering slither of guilt. About what she knew, and what he didn't know she knew; that poem, those words, Aven's secret feelings for her. She wanted to address it, she did. But she wasn't sure what she would say, how she would even begin to handle such a feat. She had done something wrong, she knew it. She should have told him, the moment she knew, and yet she hadn't. She had hesitated. For so many, many reasons, and yet the longer it seemed to drag out. The harder it was for her to deal with it. Eventually, she knew it was going to happen, but Nessa just wasn't ready to face him. To admit she'd been hiding the fact she'd known for so long.

    Then there was Haraka, in his male form. Just as she remembered, she smiled warmly. "Good to see you again guys," She said, before getting into her speech. It seemed to go down well enough; no one was annoyed or bothered by her words. Nor did they have any major objections. So that was good. Haraka began by asking a question, Nessa shook her head. "No. Please avoid ingestion anything while your here. The disease whatever it is, we've yet to determine it's level of contagion and how it infected the people in the way that it did. If bacteria can be transmitted by touch, ingesting it could be fatal." She answered, hoping this didn't hinder them in any way. His next question was answered by Aven, who began by introducing himself to Haraka. This was good; she understood that the only person who knew all three of them individually was her. So allowing the team to quickly get to know each other seemed like the best option. He would explain his magically abilities clearly and concisely. In the most Aven-like manner she could image, she smiled warmly. Despite her unease about her secret, she was still glad to see him. She hadn't nearly been around Aven as much as she'd liked. Even if she had intended to avoid him, she didn't need to put any effort it. She was kept so busy these days, she barely had time for her family, let alone him. The only reason she managed to see Arcadia enough was that she like Nessa was an Ace. It seemed with responsibility; free time became an easy sacrifice.

    Markus would then take his turn to introduce himself, explaining his skillset, she nodded at his comment. She did know his capabilities; it was a well-formatted team. As the fellow aces, and guild members had put together the teams when Nessa had been presented with her. She had happily accepted it without resistance. She looked at the others, "Okay, well you all know me, but I'll offer my own introduction and magic breakdown anyway. Nessa, Ace of Fairy Tail, my primary magic is the ability to manipulate Starlight; ranges aren't really an issue for me as I'm trained in both close combat and have a few long ranged spells in my bank. My magic is mainly offensive but is also flexible in terms of both defence and healing. I'm also a Valkyrie Summoner, speaking of which." Following this moment, the aura arrive Nessa would shift slightly. She would pool from the magic inside her, the second source, gifted to her by the Valkyries. The violet colours of her irises would change, glowing a pure white. The Norse symbol marked on the back of her neck ould glow also, with bright white light. She would speak, her voice sounding as though multiple women were talking at once. "Tiphanae."


    The wind would pick up, billowing around her, after a moment it would pick up in speed. Focusing on a specific spot, circling around until it formed a whirlwind. Growing greater in size until it was a tall as her, distorting the air in that particular spot. Then as quickly as it came, it would begin to settle and as it did, in its place stood a woman. She was undoubtedly beautiful, with delicate young features. Long fair hair that swept past her shoulders. Spread from her back were magnificent large white wings. Her slim figure clad in light armour and a long sword at her hip. Tiphanae, the Wind Valkyrie turned to Nessa, the air settling around her, becoming still once more. She spoke, her voice was soft and sweet. "Nessa Lux, I take it is time." She said, Nessa had already discussed this with the Valkyries, strategised and prepared them for the task at hand. As usual, they were always happy to help. Nessa would nod in response, "Yeah it is," Tiphanae turned to the others and bow in greeting, before straightening up to look at them all. Tiphanae had seen each of them before, at a different point of working with Nessa, Haraka she had met during that incident with the Black Powder that had affected so many. They had fought on the Celestial Sanctum together. Markus, she had met more recently, on multiple occasions. One of which was rather embarrassing for Nessa to recollect. She had never fought alongside Aven, but Nessa had introduced the two a while back. "It is good to be working with you all." She said politely as she glanced from one to the other, as her eyes fell on Aven, she smiled before addressing him, "Aven Alveron, I haven't seen you since you graced our Father's Hall, I hope you and Aviel are well." She said. Nessa remembered that night, that was the night Nessa and Aven had gotten drunken together on Valhallan Rum. Nessa has a vague recollection of what went on that night, flickers of memories. She was sure things had gotten rather heated between the Valkyries and Aviel, as well as Nessa and Aven had talked about some rather personal matters. Nessa would wait for Haraka to offer his own introduction, once they had covered there.

    "Any more questions before we get started?" She asked, she wasn't sure if there was much else that needed covering, but she needed to make sure they were all prepared. Soon she would have to lead them into Tsak Ordahic, where who knows what was waiting for them. She just hoped that thing wouldn't get too out of hand, unfortunately, because they were scouting the area. The only information they had, was what the West Fiore Trading Company had been able to give to them about the island of Tolgalen. But even that had its limits. The risks were countless, essentially they were moving into the unknown, but the cause for which they were doing this, was for a good cause. If they contributed to the elimination of this threat, then the lives they would save were worth the risks.


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    Haraka Omaras
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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Haraka Omaras on 27th January 2019, 10:21 pm




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    It was confirmed then, the only person that knew everyone there was Nessa. The last time he had actually spoken to her was while the mixed blood had been effected by the light less night full of beasts. It made sense that she mad met the others though, of course it did. She was the only familiar face there, but still not someone he was all that close to. The only close relationships the multi gendered person had were spirits, elemental and plant. There were families the man had known for generations upon generations, traceable to the ancestors that fled the ice country so long ago. Aven had the look of someone innocent, which wasn't very surprising. Mage or not, there were always people who managed to not peek to deep into the darkness. There had also been a common and old trend among nobles and the wealthy to shield their kids. This person didn't look naive enough for the ice blue skinned person to assume the boy was from such a background. Perhaps it was merely a sparkle of youth? The look of innocence certainly had it's own beauty, a temporary part of existence that could never continue on with most into their elder years. For those it did continue within was a sad thing, loosing its beauty. Why? It meant those people hadn't fully experienced all the layers and beauties of life. In any case, The youth seemed very energetic and friendly, tossing introductions into the mix of things. They even started showing their magic a bit, certainly a friendly energy. It was a sort of attitude that Omaras almost envied, but that was okay. The man would make sure that such feelings were crushed under the oceans deep pressure.

    That was slightly less formal than the young looking older man had thought things would roll, but that wasn't a bad thing. Keeping things stiff would have made communicating along the mission a little troublesome anyway. It was always good to know the names of the people you would work with. Though really, he was the only person on the team not from fairy tail. It was more than likely that those three were already quite familiar with each other. Well, it was both sharing the same guild and the way that two of them spoke to each other. The half demon was not a fool unable to tell when they were the odd one out. Being that person wasn't new either, even in his own guild. Then again was there anyone not odd that worked in the West Fiore Trading Company? Not that he would say something like that out loud. Maybe that's why it felt so homey to the doctor? Definitely not something to shout from the rooftops, but it was something he could ponder on another time. The second man in the group didn't really leak any sort of energetic or innocence. Maybe he was, or maybe not? At the least, he was far less easy to read. His description was certainly a lot more vague, but that might be more connected to not into doing introductions they seemed. Even if their eyes didn't scream it, the shortness in words, sighing, and other body language bits certainly hinted that. Well, darkness, shadows, chaos, utility knife, that was probably enough? Or maybe only their leader needed to have a good grasp on everyones abilities. The young looking man was even more unsure what to expect from the person after Markus ended up using magic on the group.

    Well, they were about to go somewhere dangerous so at least it made sense. It was confirmed then, no digestible items on this mission should be used. He thought as much, but there was something nice about having thoughts of caution confirmed. This meant using less healing spells, but thankfully not all were consumable. Thought brought up a new concern to the front of the persons mind. As a medium, would the spirits he wield be safe? This was not something he could confirm without putting the spirits at risk, so the medical professional silently decided not to take that risk. Being a medium wasn't his only tool in magic capabilities. It was actually sort of strange to have so much magic. Why was that a strange thing to think and realize that he was a capable and decent user of magic? Despite his not so young age, it was still a very new skill for the half dragon to be able to use. For thousands of years his life had too much fear, working, and running away to preform it. Back then he had made excuses for why he couldn't, but it was a lot more obvious why it had been an issue now. His magic was something intimate that poured from the soul and into the blood. The mixed blood had been born with a severe amount of damage to the soul that affected his instinctual capabilities, reflexes, emotions, and thoughts. To make matters worse? The only time in his early ears that a flicker of magic showed itself, it was used to break off a small piece of what soul he had as it is. It wasn't until the gender fluid person was a full adult with a complete soul and time to think had they been able to fully reflect on the full cost of that damage.

    It made it easier to understand why his elemental and plant spirit family hadn't been angry at him. In the end, all the rage, hate and frustration that had been aimed at himself was all paranoid falsehoods caused by underestimating the full extent of the damage. Even fighting was easier after recovering more, to the extent that it felt a bit awkward at first. It was strange to go from trying to figure out how to use skills you already knew and had to just using them. It felt strange because it hadn't been that easy before. He had been so close to death for most of his life without even realizing it. He had slowly started to accept at this point that this was the real reason he had medium like abilities, it was one of multiple magical skills some were capable of gaining through near death experiences. This also explained why they had never been in danger at any point when connecting to his wind elemental family member. Wind may have been a chunk of pure death in a tricky wind form, but it was still a spirit that held pure death essence in their veins. Those who connect to that type of wind spirit without a 'quality heart' are driven insane or lured by the voices of the dead. What was that quality? Haraka hadn't had the faintest idea what that even meant for such a long time. It basically had felt like a cryptic riddle spoken by a fae like entity that just didn't feel like being direct. The truth was that such a comment was never a riddle in the first place, nor was it saying anyone had to be a type of person. What did it mean?

    Simply put, the heart needed to have a degree of death as a quality first. It was similar to needing to be inoculated for diseases you aren't immune to before traveling somewhere. But it also meant that for thousands of years he had been so broken that, thinking on it now? The man wasn't even sure how he got magic to work at all in that sort of state. It was good that the half demon had though. If they hadn't, then he wouldn't have traveled so far not so long after. It wasn't long after starting to learn magic that he tried to join the West Fiore Trading company, arriving at Tolgalen late at night and half asleep. Thinking about about that now felt embarrassing, but maybe that was a good thing? How can you say you've grown as a person if you can't wince at things in the past? But that hadn't even been five years ago. How long ago was it? He wasn't really sure, but maybe he should start paying better attention to that? Well, keeping track of growth wasn't as important as the actual growth anyway. He wasn't the most amazing of mages, but now the doctor considered himself someone a little capable. This was why he signed up to help with something important, because it felt like he could be some use. Things would get done with or without him, but there was a want to be part of the solution. So a gentle smile remained on their pale ice blue lips. The mixed blood had such a fit and healthy body that the common person would be unlikely to contemplate this person had any form of health issues. Most health issues are with the body after all, not the soul.

    But it was more than okay that their tall and fit body made it less likely for an amount of people  to guess there had been any serious health issues. It suited someone who worked so hard all his life to create a smile good enough to convince the world that he was harmless. It was the same gentle smile that was on those full lips right now. Both arms were empty of items, but he still withheld from doing any magic work, or even waving a hand. Instead? One arm moved up, but towards his chest. Aquamarine blue talons gently moved against the white fabric of the dress vest, then past the guild pin until the spot where one might expect his heart. This is where the long fingers seemingly vanished inside him. No fabric looked torn, nor was there any signs of blood. Within seconds the digits emerged with a lantern that emitted a dim blue light. It looked coated in pearl itself, despite the patterns and mix of white and ice blue in its colors. The item was small, the size of a heart. The glass had a slight blue tint, having a thick and sturdy antique look. It was only after the item was being held in front of their person that the man spoke out with their quiet, gentle, and smooth voice.
    "I'm Haraka Omaras from The West Fiore Trading company. I will avoid using my medium related spells and edible healing spells after we go inside. The magic I will be able to use there that wont put anyone at risk is ocean and ice magic. Most of my spells are short ranged, different types of healing and attack spells. I do have long range spells and areas of effect sort of skills."

    The lantern was waved about a little in a gentle way. This was the first time handling outside of training with wind. The doctor wished he could say it didn't feel a bit like he was streaking everyone somehow, even if it was an internal organ that lacked the look of a typical one of its type. This was something he hadn't even shown or spoke about to his own fell guild mates yet. His lips scrunched briefly from the multitude of emotions and thoughts, a bit of purple color going to his face. No! People don't make this sort of face after they become thousands of years old! Well, they shouldn't, he was trying not to, but there it was. "There's no need to feel alarmed if you see me reach into my chest. I have two hearts, one of them can be pulled out of my body and used for spells. Others can touch or hold it, but it can only go far far from my person. It's not super delicate, but it's still an internal organ. It can be used for different spells, can transform into a weapon, and... letting someone else to hold it allows us to both share boosts, though we would also both share damage as well. Uh, anyway, it's nice to meet everyone here. It's also good to see you again Nessa." He wasn't sure if he should speak specifically to Nessas summon? Hearing about her magic and seeing an actual Valkyrie pop up in a non combative situation were two entirely different things. It would be a lie to say she didn't look beautiful and powerful. Were there any more questions? Haraka shook his head, placing the hand with the lantern to hide side. It would be easier to keep it outside of his body while they're working, that way he could access its abilities faster. There was a hope for no battle or danger, but if it did happen? He would rather have fast and easy access to it's abilities.



    The Blood of death kept me breathing. From that fluid birthed a new rhythm.

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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Aven Alveron on 5th February 2019, 8:52 pm

    Aven listened intently to the others speak. He knew full well there was much he could learn from the three of them, though how much of it would be applicable to his own magic was undetermined. Nessa's abilities, for one, were contractual: it wouldn't be possible to incorporate any Valkyrie magic into his Circles, as it requires a bond to their Pantheon, and her Starlight Magic, from his observations, was a bloodline trait, a magic he couldn't easily integrate into a multiplicative form. Markus', as well, was difficult to emulate, as it employed elements he wasn't yet familiar with. That could come with time, perhaps, if he was ever able to sit down with the man and learn about his power. Somehow, though, the thought of asking Markus for help or advice sent prickles down his spine. The magical marking that Markus had placed on all of them was no different, a small chill running up his back as the magic contacted him, though he allowed it. There were many things he thought about Markus, but a threat to Nessa and himself was not one of them. Besides, an additional contingency magic was always welcome: Aven was all for planning ahead.

    The newcomer, Haraka Omaras, however, was the true enigma. Wrapping his head around a magic that involved removing one's own internal organs and giving them to others was... well, difficult at best. A small musing caused the corner of his mouth to twitch into a grin. I guess he doesn't have to worry about having his heart broken, does he? He resisted the urge to chuckle at his own joke, that would be weird without saying it out loud. On the other hand, Nessa had summoned Tiphanae, bringing an even brighter expression to his face, as he responded. "Of course, it's nice to see you, as well! Aviel said that he'd be meeting us partway through the mission: apparently, he had something to take care of."

    Aven adjusted his collar, not used to his shirt being open like this. Normally, his clothing hugged his chest tightly, instead of the baggy fit he was dealing with at the moment: and an unbuttoned shirt at that, no less! Maybe he'd gone a bit too far into the casual, he'd actually copied the look from the cover of one of Lucie's books she left out. Oddly, the few illustrations he'd glanced at within didn't feature the corresponding character in much clothing, but that wasn't really his concern. "I don't know how long he'll be, we should probably just go ahead. After all, he can find me by my magic signature, easy." An errant flick of his cane, and the magic circles at the tip of the orb were joined by another of the same, and a pure white circle, as well. "Don't mind the Circles, I'm setting up my magic, just in case we run into any trouble." He summoned a small, azure circle, which shattered at his command, while the white magic circle began to pulse with energy. There was a small hesitation, but he steeled himself. I can't drag them down, not this time. I won't lose control! The white circle was joined by three others just like it, the growing stack of magic circles on the end of his cane starting to gain a noticeable height, like a small pillar of magical script. The eight of them pulsed in unison, and magic energy flowed from them into Aven, as he awaited Nessa's marching orders, and the small pillar of circles reappeared, same as before.

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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by MarkusEldridge on 7th February 2019, 3:03 pm



    Markus glanced around the group, gathering his thoughts. It would be fair to say he really only knew one person here, Nessa his ally and friend. Aven, while being his guildmate, was still very much a matter of curiosity for the mage. After all, they had battled long ago, and had small interactions since, but for various reasons were not very close. Honestly, Markus only hoped he could keep his cool. He knew the excitement of battle could lead to an overuse of magic, however doing such in an arena is far different than within enemy territory. For a brief second Markus studied the other man, deciding whether or not to use another of his runes to bolster his magical control. In the end the chaos mage looked away deciding it could wait.

    Markus turned to Nessa when she spoke, reflecting on what he knew. She was a powerful wizard, he could feel power radiating from her, her magical aura stronger even than his own. It was strange, knowing she was the same girl who had slipped on the rocks less than a year ago. That girl had been naive, and unsure, at the time Markus would have never imagined she would become the woman she was now. Guild Ace, and Wizard Saint an H-Rank mage which power eclipsing many mages Markus had met. His lips would curl slightly, almost unnoticeably as he watched her speak. He knew her Valkyries were another matter entirely, and for reason he was not entirely sure about he had a feeling most of them did not have a good impression of himself. Not that it really mattered, after all many people had negative opinions of the chaos mage, and most of them were warranted.

    The chaos mage turned his head as the final member of their group spoke. Haraka he named himself. Markus knew he had never met the man and did not remember seeing him at the ball though the chaos mage assumed like Fairy Tail the West Fiore Trading Company had many members, all varied in their appearance, and mannerisms. As he informed them that he was a healer Markus nodded, support is always beneficial, especially for a scouting party. They needed to proceed forward at a rapid pace, and the ability to quickly deal with damaging situations will be utmost necessary. The fact that he was also able to provide damaging support only made him all the more useful. Markus knew that when the guilds set up the teams they had put a lot of thought into how best to approach this unknown situation, Markus himself had no arguments with who he was pared with.

    With a quick glance the chaos mage saw Nessa speaking with her summon Tiphanae, who would bow to the group. Markus nodded as usual, “Tiphanae.” He said simply, his tone passive. In the end, he found it interesting that when she spoke, she spoke to Aven, who it seemed had gone to Valhalla at some point. Markus knew little of the realm Nessa called her spirits from, but from his conversations with her knew that it was much like his own patrons domain. As Aven spoke about Aviel Markus looked towards his shadow, he knew his companion would be watching, waiting, preparing just in case. For now however, he would keep her hidden, after all a larger group only served to draw more attention.

    Raising an eyebrow the chaos mage listened to Haraka speak about his heart. It was strange, to be certain but he could think of many benefits. In the end however, Markus was glad to know beforehand about such an… oddity, rather than just being handed the valuable organ. “Interesting.” Markus said looking towards the other mage, his mind already at work. “Nessa, you could hold his heart and I could boost both of you?” Markus said passively before glancing at Aven, “or you could?” He said to the white haired male. “I… I do enough damage to myself that it is too much of a risk for me to use it.” Markus said towards Haraka. After all, he would hate to kill another mage who was not used to the kind of damamge Markus did, Nessa had already seen first hand what he can do to himself in the name of power.

    Finally, Markus stood straighter as the introductions were finished, coming to a brief close. He noticed Aven casting spells on his cane and nodded. “Aven, I have spells that can bolster your magic, and provide more control should you need or want, just let me know.” Markus said to the other man, the truth was he had many such spells and could boost the entire groups power to heightened levels, should he absolutely need to. Currently however, he would remain in control, hoping that the extra strength would not be needed. He had spoken with Aporia before arriving, the two agreeing that in this situation she would allow him to remain in control, even should he need her power. However, she made him promise to ‘owe her’ at some point down the line, letting her take control at her whim. Markus knew, if he was not careful, he would come to regret making that agreement, even though at the time he knew it was necessary.

    Markus looked towards the group and decided to speak. “Aven, Haraka. I do not know how much you were told about this contagion but myself and Nessa saw its after effects first hand, and it is not to be trifled with. We know there are creatures within this land, but not how many, nor how strong, I however believe the biggest danger we face is the corruption itself.” Markus paused, looking at the members of his group. Thinking… contemplating. In the end, he knew it was their best option.

    “In the name of Chaos...” Markus started, no longer speaking to the group. Those watching would see darkness seem to appear around the chaos mage, molding and warping as he spoke. “I name you Friends of Darkness.” The group would watch as suddenly the darkness around Markus would shoot forward, and for a brief moment it would seem as if the air itself cracked. Markus knew, he was breaking the laws of Earthland, and using the void to warp reality to his whim. At least, for a time.

    As the spell faded the air would return to normal, and the sky would lighten once more. However, those effected would find their magical spells going much farther, and their bodies harder to infect by the contagion that plagued the land. “For now, your bodies will be able to fight of the contagion, and the void will purify your form. Just remember, it is only temporary, so we are on a clock.” The chaos mage said passively, placing his hand on the book at his side. He could feel his magic pull into the tome. He knew if needed he could do more, but as always, he was hesitant to use magic unnecessarily. He had spoken more in the last few minutes than he usually did over a week, as such he was getting antsy to be moving.

    Looking about the group, Markus nodded towards Nessa, he had nothing else to add or ask. For a brief moment he would keep eye contact, reassuring her in what he had said earlier. He knew she had this, even if in the past he would have never thought she would be leading a team he is on. Like him, she had grown far in such a little time.

    Order of Events:

    -37 Mana(A), Long Shadows
    -30 Mana(S), Friends of Darkness

    +90 Mana, Passive Regin




    Active
    HP : 1500 / 1500

    MP : 2400 / 2400

    Base Melee Damage : 150 | Speed : 150 Mps | Armor : 105

    Other Passive Effects:
    Passive Modifiers :


    Passive Modifiers With Items:


    Other Effects :

    • Chaotic Storage(Lineage) : 000 / 500
    • Primordial Destruction(Lineage) : +60 Base Magic Damage
    • Primordial Chaos(UA) : Slayers gain half mana, and take extra damage from eating magic
    • Primordial Aura(UA) : When touched opponent takes User rank damage, subject to Markus Will.
    • Chaotic Form(UA) : 200 / 200 Damage Buffer
    • Chaotic Magic(UA) : Cost 50% extra to Negate, Counter, Reverse, or Modify Markus' Spells
    • Chaos touched(UA) : Hard to read, can not tell if lying, mind can not be read

    Item Effects

    • Book of Chaos : 270/ 600

    Active Buffs & Debuffs:

    1/9(A+) Long Shadows, Burst Melee Attacks, +100% Spell Range @ Markus
    1/10(S) Friends of Darkness, +70% Spell Range, Purify one negative effect per turn @Markus, Nessa, Haraka, Aven
    Active Spells:

    2/9(A+) Runes of Darkness : Once per turn, 600HP Shield, 150HP Heal @ Markus, Nessa, Haraka, and Aven

    Hela Stats

    Hidden
    HP : 1150/ 1150

    Chaotic Reserve : 270 / 500

    Base Melee Damage : 40 | Speed : 70 Mps | Armor : 21
    Information:
    Hela
    Passive Modifiers :
    Health : +115% | Speed : +185%
    Physical Resistance : +045% | Magical Resistance : +045%

    Abilities :

    • Chaotic Reserve : Mana Battery
    • Living Darkness : Hidden/Active
    • Chaotic Channel : Can be focus point for Spells



    "Only with darkness can there be light."

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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Nessa Cordelia Lux on 10th February 2019, 4:09 pm


    Tiphanae nodded in response to Aven, Nessa watched the interaction. That certainly had been an interesting trip, but at least they got along. Nessa couldn't help but notice the curious way Aven was dressed. It certainly was different, he was so casual. More casual than she had ever seen him, she was tempted to say something. But she didn't, it was still too awkward, even for playful teasing. There was just so much unsaid, she had given him the necklace handed to her by his mother, and they hadn't spoken since. It had been strange, she wanted to ask, but she couldn't. There was like there was a wall there, created by the secret she was keeping from him. The truth she knew but couldn't bring herself to admit. Tiphanae turned to Markus who created her, "Markus, it is good to see you are fairing well also. I hope you are taking care of yourself." Tiphanae said sincerely, Nessa hadn't gotten the chance to ask Tiphanae on her thoughts as to Markus in general. She knew that Scythen favoured him and that Agatha favoured Aven, although their particular reasons weren't reliable. Tiphanae would be honest with her if she had an issue with their friendship, yet so far, the Valkyrie had said nothing. Then again, Nessa hadn't had the time to ask.

    Nessa listened quietly as the group went around going through their magic, Nessa resisted the urge to grimace when Haraka talked about taking out his own heart. She knew full how vastly different magics could be, but she never had in her time as a mage heard of someone using their own organs to transfer magical abilities. She knew full well, if her father heard about this, he was be significantly fascinated. Probably little Haraka with a mountain of questions, and perhaps would even try to convince him to try out some harmless testing. Nessa, on the other hand, was a little uncomfortable with the idea of holding a heart. It just seemed kind of... icky. Nessa hadn't exactly been very good at those Biology classes that involved cutting up dead things and examining frogs insides. She doubted she would fare much better here.

    Which is exactly why when Markus flat out went and suggested that, her gaze shot over to him, eyes wide. What the hell Markus! She practically shouted in her head, even though he obviously couldn't hear him. She couldn't believe he would just volunteer her for that; she glanced to Haraka awkward. "Actually, if it's all right with you, I'll um... raincheck on the heart holding. I have a somewhat of a weak constitution." Well, it was true,  despite the fact she had grown a stronger stomach since becoming a mage, but she doubted all her exposure had done enough to prepare for her holding a beat heart. She really didn't want to erupt her breakfast of Haraka's heart; somehow she felt that might have a negative influence on their alliance with the West Fiore Trading company. Tiphanae however shrugged, casually "I would be fine to hold it, it wouldn't be the first time I've held a beating heart. " Nessa's gaze went to the Valkyrie, looking slightly surprised, "Does this surprise you, Nessa Lux? I'm sure all my sisters have torn out a heart with our bare hands at some point before, the trick is -"

    "Okay! Moving on." Nessa interrupted quickly, just as Tiphanae had raised her sword and began to gesture carving someone open. Nessa shook her head in disbelief. She really didn't feel like listening to Tiphanae graphic story about bloodshed and massacre wasn't really something they had time for. Nor, did she really wanted to hear it. She knew the valkyries had a long extensive history, involving many war and battles. They had experienced more than Nessa could ever imagine still, there were some things that Nessa would rather remain in the dark about. Cutting someone open and tearing out their insides, was definitely one of those things.

    Markus would address the other about the pathogen, Nessa nodded. She would momentarily recall that gruesome scene. It hadn't pleasant to witness. Nessa was surprised it hadn't raised more panic than it did, knowing that out there was some kind of disease that could affect you so vigorously. If it spared your body, it would attack your mind and vice versa. He would then cast a spell over them; darkness would surround him, then shot outwards. The air would crack, and then Nessa felt it fall over her. It was familiar; she had felt this before, at least something akin to it. It reminded her of that place he took her to, his home.

    He went on to explain what'd he'd done, Nessa nodded. "Okay, in that case, let's get moving. Markus, you head the front, Aven you flank left, and Haraka you flank right, I'll cover the rear. Remember guys, don't move too far. We need to keep inside each other magical range so we can assist each other if need be. Remember, as soon as you see anything weird, shout to the rest of us, so we're aware." She explained, hoping that this plan was okay with them, she hadn't had much time to strategise. But she knew that both she and Markus had the most magical range, "Tiphanae you fly above us, try to stay centre if can. If we run into trouble, fly down and aid whoever needs it most." She said, Tiphanae nodded, unfolding her great white wings, she kicked off the ground. Soaring into the skies above, she would find her position. Nessa would allow for the others to move ahead, before following behind.

    As she walked, her eyes would scan the plains, looking out for any information that she could. It was difficult; the area was somewhat foggy. Mapping a route wouldn't be easy, plus this wasn't exactly her forte. She didn't consider herself the most observant person, she picked up things, but she didn't quite have the eye for details her father did. Fighting was much more her strong point, yet she wanted to lead a group into the fray. To ensure the safety and assistance for the groups that followed. They travelled for a while, Nessa took in the details she could, the air, the smells, the landscape. Anything she could she mentally logged it for reporting back to the other teams. She noticed after a while that everything was quiet, for a long time too, it was almost ...too quiet

    "Nessa Lux."

    She sensed it the second before Tiphanae called her name "Guys, ready yourselves." She called out, stopping where she was. She looked around, trying to making out what direction the creature... no creatures were coming from. Nessa's eyes widened, just as she realised how many were approaching them. There was an assortment of them, the first things Nessa noticed were three giant crabs were approaching, there were hideous being. Which hard dark shells and menacing glowing red eyes. There was a clinking of armour as several undead knights made their way towards them, only with a horde of giant spiders. Nessa took a steadying breath. Okay, I know they look freaky, but remember you got this. You're a strong mage now, protect your team.

    Nessa straightened, holding out her hands, she would summon her orbs, she would blast them at two of the giant Arachnids, decided to get rid of them first. To her surprise, an orb each was enough to disintegrate them completely. Oh... Maybe she was stronger than she realised. Either that or these things were just really weak, still she was sure if she had faced something like this when she first when out into the field, she wouldn't have stood a chance.

    She heard a serious of snarls, and turned heading her way were several monstrosities, these armless dinosaur-like beasts that almost appeared to have their flesh stripped away to muscle and were horribly mutated. Nessa shifted her stance quickly, letting out three more blasts, hitting three of the beast in the face. Some of them darted away, making their way towards the others.



    WC: 1361
    Total: 4367

    Monsters Remaining:

    4/4 Bone Crabs
    8/8 Pathogen Knigts
    6/8 Plague Bugs
    3/6 Plague Raptors
    Nessa's Stats:

    HP: 1120
    MP: 1575

    Spells Cast
    Tiphanae - Signature
    Starlight Orbs - Signature | 105 + 275% = 380HP Damage


    Passive buffs:
    Spell Damage: Total = 275%
    Maiden's empowerment : 60%
    Stella Empowerment : 60%
    Starlight Caster: 50%
    Starforce: 55%
    Valkyries Alliance: 50%
    HOHC: 60% | Also buffs total health by 60%


    Speed:
    Shooting Star:  50%

    Mana: Total= 100%
    Universal Existence  : 50 % | Plus 5% Restored per round.
    Starlight Radiance: 50%
    BOTLE: 30%




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    Haraka Omaras
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    Re: [Team 1] Plains of Disease (Aven, Markus & Haraka)

    Post by Haraka Omaras on 18th February 2019, 8:49 pm




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    Haraka Omaras






    The West Fiore Trading Company felt a bit like something important was left out by Aven. "Who's Aviel?" Where they a summon? A spirit? A member of the team he hadn't seen listed? It wasn't as if the mixed blood wasn't guilty of similar things, but he had a good reason for not mentioning any spirits. He couldn't use any of them on this mission, nor would it be likely for them to pop up at any point. Wind may be a bit of a mischievous fae of a holy wind spirit, but the genderless being would never do anything that might endanger the other spirits. Though, there was something else to be noticed, it seemed a bit like the innocent youths magic took a lot of set up? Or maybe he was trying to be extra cautious. "Good luck." There was no harm in cheering for someone, right? Besides, the ice blue skinned person had a soft spot for the innocent. It was such a precious thing so easily destroyed by the world. It only really takes one event for it to be gone forever. There is no way for such a thing to return. Events don't reverse, the actions viewed and sounds heard being etched within the history of ones very soul. Though part of the half demon knew that the mage was unlikely as pure as they seemed, so the young looking man was trying his best to look at them as a fellow adult minded person. Well, the clothes didn't really help. Their hair and nails looked trimmed and kept enough that the clothing looked a bit out of place. Maybe he was just a bit bias? It just seemed strange to keep your hair organized and nails trimmed and clean and yet wear such relaxed clothing.

    Maybe the choice would be easier to understand with a more modern understanding of fashion. The medicine blooded person wasn't exactly up with the times, his typical clothes were just timeless enough for it to not look too unusual. Markus seemed to be more reactive when it came to the heart. The mans conclusion was pretty logical. The suggestion that Nessa or Aven hold it made perfect sense after he explained a certain detail about their magic. If only the idea of such a relationship with magic use was a new idea only recently heard of.
    "You're right, it wouldn't work. As a doctor it feels more important for me to avoid damage, so I have nothing that would help me counteract that. It was either kind of you to think it over, or you've seen enough that it wouldn't really phase you seeing it. Either way, you were polite." This was spoken with the normal gentle, soft, and smooth voice. The one he used almost every day and everywhere. It was easy to assume it and the smile were all just things that came natural, he had thousands of years of practice. All things that came second nature at this point, originally designed to get dangerous people to think as little of him as possible. But of course if he was as soft as that voice and smile, his words towards Markus would have been different. Maybe there would have been pouting, or a surprise, concern, or confusion when the man had spoken of self harm. There were a lot of things that hinted that the man was someone who had already experienced any things in the world. He hadn't been expecting the spell Markus used, but it was certainly amazing.

    Omaras would need to make a mental note of this spell.
    "Thank you very much." Even if it was temporary, it was better than nothing. His only spells that effected others in a similar way were area of effect and single target. There had to be another way, but thoughts on that would have to wait another day. Now was not the day and this was far from being a remotely proper place. His white slit draconian pupils moved, looking towards their leader next. Her reaction towards the heart was more of what he had been expecting. Tiphanae's response wasn't too shocking with how she appeared, but for some reason an attractive confident person being so okay with holding it turned Harakas face a few flushed deep purple shades. This was harder to hide, the quickening of the beat, the sort of feelings that he barely had before a certain body part had been taken off and regenerated. There were far too many emotions the half dragon had next to know experience with. If only there was a way to get more experience with them, but one cannot reverse time to start things off with a the everything they had lacked access to at the beginning. Life didn't work that way, so he would just need to learn how to deal with it and move on. 'Go on! Answer both, answer both! Look at Nessa!' The Doctor tried to direct himself, commanding obedience over his own flesh and soul."I understand Nessa. If it makes you feel less queasy, this is my second heart. I came near deaths door every night from when I was eight and a half until I was nine. My wind spirit used the refined death of his blood to allow fate to decide if I lived or died.

    The blood created this heart, life from death. It's magic was inactive until very recently, that's why I didn't use it during the no light night job. So.. it never looked like a normal heart, even if it does the same job when it's inside me." A new rhythm born when his on had stopped. It's motions allowed the other one to continue. When he was stronger, would it change was well? It's spells were ones it came with, rather than things born from deep focus, practice, and knowledge from pouring over books and learning from his spirits. Not being able to decide what spells it came with was a bit strange, but it made sense. It was what it was and no matter how much you wish it so, you can only command and shape your own hearts shape only so much. Now eyes and focus moved to answer the winged woman. "You and your sisters all sound wonderfully accomplished. I'm glad to be your ally." It was the best he could muster. It was stupid, but oh well. When their white dressed leader started to give ordered, the black haired person quietly obeyed. The long inky locks swayed with each step as the young looking man took position in the group. The area was foggy, but this wasn't an issue to Omaras. He quietly reached under his vest, taking out a notebook. They were here to observe and detail everything here, right? Nothing could be taken down without a writing utensil and paper. His long fingers were quick to start writing in the familiar ancient draconian language. It would probably be better to write in modern first, but it felt like the entire job was very time sensitive.

    It was better to write in something that could be done cleaner and faster, that option was certainly the one that was of a not so recent language. It wasn't even modern in dragon standards. The thousands of years writing notes and working to create pictures as quickly and detailed as possible paid off. The others would all make good notes, perhaps even better than his own. That didn't stop words from pouring on to the notepad, nor small quick sketches of each plant spotted. The west Fiore Trading Company member wasn't good in all situations, but seeing in fog, identifying flora and fauna, noting if anything looks off and what? These were things the man had done far before joining a guild. A piece of the accumulated skills the young looking man had long ago deemed 'useless'. They were tiny things, one of multiple skills that ended up being required in life when dealing with making goods that eventually became sold to merchants, studying cooking, and studying medicine. Smithing had seemed like it would be more useful, or learning how to put an electrical system in buildings when you make them. There were so many bigger and grander skills that Haraka lacked, it was a little nice that the smile skills earned more use than to for himself. The silence was unnerving, as forests rarely go silent without a reason. Was it the pathogen? It wasn't his job to ponder that. Letting his mind wander too much would be a bad thing. The doctors fingers stopped their work before tucking away the paper and pencil back under his vest after Nessa had called the alert. Though the person didn't want to, he couldn't help but to frown.

    A fight already? He was sure they had all been quiet after they started walking, right? Though possibly not as silent as the forest itself. Even if it wasn't a shocking development, that didn't make it any more pleasing. The mixed blood moved their lantern in to a more firmly held position before shifting their gender. It was only seconds after that the beating heart changed its shape into an eku that gave a shining dim light. This item looked made of an aquamarine blue stone, but with an ocean design carved into it. She wanted to be firm, but even in this form the woman felt pity as soon as the 'enemies' became visible.
    "..Tira wer lekil tir nomeno?"
    translation:
    "Did the disease do this?"
    before she could stop herself, the deep silky voice had come out. It wasn't the one feathered with the gentle sweet quiet tone. The woman wasn't disturbed by the mutations as much as the reasons that were likely behind it. Her focus soon returned. There were too many coming to let herself loose focus on something that was far easier to as a woman.This was normally a good thing, but her movements towards the infected knights caused him to shift and fill with doubt. Would it really be okay to attack them? What if they could be saved? Then again, with how much damage the illness had already done, would a life like that be worth living? But it wasn't his job to play god, not now, not ever. Maybe there was a better way. He didn't want to kill them if they could still be saved! "Guided Passage." The words came out quietly, but the spell activated all the same The light of the eku briefly turned black before a darkness poured onto the ground.

    It had a small layer of low hanging fog, the smell of the sea, and a light healing effect on allies. It would help allies focus, but what he hoped was that the dazed and light headed effect it had on enemies might slow them down. Perhaps it was his last try to find some amount of personhood left in them, but they continued to move on like nothing happened. It was disheartening.
    "Their minds aren't effected at all." It was disheartening. On one hand, the spell felt a bit useless now. On the other? The regaining of a clear mind helped him decide to change back into a woman and fight. Feeling pity wouldn't stop them, so her eku hit the face of a crab like being that had gotten far too close for comfort. With another swing, it went down. It was easier to not feel so bad if it was a crustacean beast thing, so she rushed to the nearest one that wasn't taken out yet. It took two good hits to take it down, bu it was pretty slow[. Still, she would have done more if she hadn't started to waver.



    The Blood of death kept me breathing. From that fluid birthed a new rhythm.

    Words: 1,588
    My Total: 4,660
    Enemies:
    2/4 Bone Crabs
    8/8 Pathogen Knights
    6/8 Plague Bugs
    3/6 Plague Raptors
    Harakas Stats:

    HP: 500/500(625/625 with buffs)
    MP: 375/500(525/650 with buffs)
    Speed: 50MPS(77.5MPS with buffs)
    Melee Attack: 50HP

    Passive Buffs:
    55% speed(Adaptation)
    35% mana(Energy)
    30% damage reduction(Mantis Shrimp Armor)
    25% Strength, Speed, HP(dragon slayer buffs)
    His other passive buffs are only active in the water or cold.
    Spells:
    Lustrous Eku - 1/7 duration
    Guided Passage -1/5 duration

    Name: Lustrous Eku
    Rank: A
    Type: Multi Target Attack/Light Ocean
    Duration: 7 rounds
    Description: The lantern takes the shape of an eku made of a shimmering blue aquamarine stone, coated in what looks like a carved ocean design. This is a weapon that's 1.6 meters long. It has melee range, giving the spell melee range. It's speed is melee, requiring someone to move it in order for it to go anywhere. It's accuracy depends on the mages accuracy. The spell can do a maximum of 113HP in damage per hit.
    Downside: Damaging the weapon will hurt Haraka. It will attract any unfriendly ghosts from nearby that aren't resting. Wont change back to its lantern form until the spell ends, even if someone takes it.

    Name: Guided Passage
    Rank: A
    Type: Area of Effect/Dark Water
    Duration: 5 rounds
    Description: When it comes to death and waters, it is a ferryman who is commonly depicted as the one who takes spirits to the afterlife. To cast the spell, the mage must speak, "Guided Passage". The light within his lantern will turn black before it(the light) pours down to coat the area in a thin layer of sound dampening fog at a speed of 75 meters per second, covering an area of 150 meters. The thick sea smelling mist will heal allies for 50HP every round, as well as make it easier to think with clear and calm rationality. In contrast, it causes enemies to feel dazed and light headed.
    Downside: The spell will end early if the caster isn't holding his lantern in some way, or if it is put away in his chest. Can't cast the spell if he cannot talk.





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