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    Festival of Embers

    Johann
    Johann

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    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
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    Post by Johann on 20th June 2019, 11:04 am


    The burning summer sun had long since passed its zenith, slowly cresting down towards the surface of the ocean that surrounded the island on all sides, almost touching the endless waves, illuminating the horizon with bright orange and red hues that were reflected off the mirror-like surface of the sea. Today, all of Earthland would celebrate an event that occurred only once per year, the annual Summer Solstice, the inhabitants of Amber Island, while still not even close to being as plentiful as those of the metropolises on the mainland, being no exception to this. It was a special occasion, truly, one the Ambassador of Dies Irae hoped to seize for himself. He had something in mind, a certain woman occupying his thoughts in a nigh constant as of late, and so had found his way to a familiar door.

    The man had discarded the normally so recognizable uniform of an Ambassador, now wearing a simple, yet elegant black suit in its place, and while he looked the part, he was nervous. This was the first time in his life he would do something like this, and was almost completely unfamiliar with the rules and conditions that were attached to what he presumed was now a relationship between himself and Amalie. Quite unsure how to act, though determined in the fact that this was an excellent opportunity, the man took a deep breath, raising a hand before knocking against the material of the door three times in quick succession.

    He would wait for a few moments until, he would assume, the door would open, smiling sheepishly at the sight of the Articulation Mage. "Good Evening, Amalie", the man's tone was official, as it tended to be, though also nervous, holding a certain level of shy familiarity as he spoke. "I'm sure you've heard of the Midsummer Festival happening in town?", Johann asked quickly, though barely gave the woman time to respond, following up this question with another one, "So, uh, I was wondering ... if you'd ... like to, you know, uh, go there with me?"



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Post by Amalie on 20th June 2019, 10:06 pm


    It was the first time, in a long time, that Amalie felt content with her current situation. It wasn't perfect, of course, she still had the threat of Charles looming over her head, and she was still somewhat coming to terms with the fact that she would have to spend the rest of her life being the vessel to this holy being that had for some reason chosen to exist inside of her. But other than that, things were good, really good.

    The blue-haired woman was currently getting ready to go out, she had just wanted to get a few bits for the apartment; groceries, utilities and the like. She wasn't especially dressed up, but at the very least she was presentable, the casual appearance put together with jeans and a blouse. She had just been about to pull on her boots when she heard the soft knocks against her apartment door. She glanced over with a slight frown, wondering who it was that had come by to visit without prior arrangement. She knew who she hoped it would be at least. A certain silver-haired male with whom her relationship had recently progressed to yet another level. She made her way to the door, opening it, her eyes falling on Johann with mild surprise. Her eyes fell immediately on the suit, it wasn't quite like his uniform, a little more sophisticated in nature. Her brow would arch, and her face split into a playful smile at the sight of him. "Evening, handsome." She replied, leaning against the beam of her doorway, crossing her arms across her chest. She would listen to his invitation, feeling a sense of excitement grow as he spoke. He seemed to be inviting her out to the festival on what she could only assume was a date. She eyed him thoughtfully for a moment, before stepping towards him. She leaned forward, reaching around to peck him softly on the cheek. "Give me five minutes."

    She turned on her heel and strode back into her apartment, leaving the door open so he could enter if he so wished. She swept into her room, rummaging through her wardrobe. Fortunately, Amalie knew exactly what she wanted to wear, saving her the need to peruse her wardrobe excessively. When she emerged from her room, she would now be sporting a burgundy red maxi dress, running all the way down to her ankles with a noticeable split in the fabric that ran up the leg to her mid-thigh. She had a black shawl that she hung loosely over her shoulder, and some black strappy wedges to top it off. Truthfully, she'd bought this outfit a while ago, and been looking forward to an occasion where she'd get to wear it. Plus with him looking the way he did right now, she felt it on the right that she match him somehow. She approached Johann once more, linking her arm with his to show she was ready, "Shall we go?"



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    Johann
    Johann

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    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
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    Post by Johann on 22nd June 2019, 11:28 am


    The man's expression changing to a sheepish smile when she opened the door, grinning even more when she seemingly accepted the request to go to the Festival together with a simple, yet efficient response, the soft peck on his cheek causing a somewhat atypical reaction from the Ambassador, the man blushing only slightly. "Of course", the man smiled back, his heart, or in this case, the lacrima in his chest, pumping a little faster with excitement and a small rush of adrenaline that manifested as a tingly sensation in his stomach, though began to subside as quickly as it had appeared. The man took a few steps forward and into her living space, now that he was thinking about it, seeing the same for the first time since she had moved into the West Wing of Dies Irae's guild hall. He took a few glances around as Amalie disappeared to, he assumed, prepare herself to go out. Her place was tidy, certainly more organized than his own accommodations, a fact that lingered in the man's mind for a little bit, he didn't have the time as of recently to take care of everything on his own, but in stylistic choices resembling the apartment he had seen on Tolgalen. Quite comfortable, or at least, that was what it looked like. It was fitting, really.

    So, he would stand there for just a few minutes, waiting for Amalie to return, turning towards her when she did, his eyes widening at once. The outfit was really quite stunning, to say the least, a smile spreading across his face once more. "You look beautiful", a rather simplistic compliment, frankly, though honest truth, the slight blush again finding his way back to the man's face. This really only served to intensify the sense of excitement, and really, who wouldn't be excited to spend an evening with a date like her. The man was quite looking forward to it. With the Articulation Mage taking his arm, he turned for the exit to her apartment, responding simply with "Yeah, let's".

    On the way down to the port town, where most of the festivities were already in full swing, he would try to catch up with her, the usual Smalltalk, of course, "How have you been?", and the like, but it was something that interested the man nonetheless. It hadn't been too long since the two had last seen each other, though that also meant that the incident with Anima hadn't been too far back, and the man was slightly worried about these circumstances still. In any case, after walking down the paved stone path to the town, the first clusters of houses and roads of the ever-expanding settlement would soon appear before finally, they found their way into the town proper. The houses to both sides of the road had been decorated with banners and garlands of bright yellow, orange and red hues that gave everything a festive look. All around them lanterns were being lit, warm orange lights flooding the streets around them in their glows. It was quite a beautiful sight, that much was sure.

    A short walk later, the two would themselves at the town square, the normally already bustling hub of trade and social exchange now even more lively. Stands had been set up everywhere, festivalgoers eagerly shopping for food and snacks, products from the latest harvest, and participating in a plethora of festival games that were advertised by loud and similarly energetic men and women at every corner. The Ambassador, amongst the crowd, even recognized the odd face from the guild, it only now occurring to the man that, with Amalie at his side, this would almost certainly make their status public. The Ambassador taking one of the guild members on a date seemed like an excellent topic to inspire the minds of the more ... creative members of the guild, his mind going back to the redhead that had scattered her ... interesting writing across the guild hall a while ago. Then again, it didn't really matter, did it? To Johann, it certainly wouldn't. "Well, this is quite the sight for our remote little island, isn't it?", he commented casually, taking a look around with a pleased grin on his face. "Wanna try some of those games?".



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Post by Amalie on 24th June 2019, 12:11 am


    Amalie couldn't help but enjoy his reaction to her, the slight blushes seemed to only make him more appealing. The idea that Johann, someone so prestigious and powerful, could turn ever so slightly pink just from a kiss on the cheek. It was a quality Amalie never expected to find appealing in a man, but there was something about making him react that way that made her want to do more. To tease him into giving her even more exciting reactions, and in that suit, it wasn't like the thought didn't cross her mind. But the opportunity of the two of them going on an actual date was too good to pass up.

    As she re-emerged from her room, earning herself a comment from him. She would feel herself get a little flustered by it. She would bite her lip to suppress the smug grin that attempted to stretch across her face. She would raise her eyes to his, "Thank you, I was hoping you would like it." She admitted to the man in a slightly coy tone. Shortly after, they would leave her room, making their way through the guild and out into the open. It was unsurprising that their outing would earn them both a few glances, everyone here knew the Ambassador and she had become somewhat recognisable as a guild member of Dies Irae. She would wonder what kind of effect this would have amongst her peers. It had been one of the reasons she'd been hesitant to confess to him in the first place. Despite everything, it was still Amalie's dream to become a powerful mage of status, however, never had she ever contemplating sleeping her way into success. In fact, she abhorred the idea, waiting to earn the status of her own volition, not through any man. But her attraction to Johann had been too much to resist. She was drawn to him constantly, and she knew it. When he entered a room, her eyes would follow him, and when he wasn't there somehow he always found a way back into her thoughts. She knew she'd been smitten for a while, she just hadn't wanted to admit it to herself. Still, she wasn't about to cancel their date over a few minor concerns, if her guildmates made such assumptions. Then they were wrong, simple as that.

    "I've been well, a lot better than I was. The nausea has stopped, which is a relief, it seems Anima was right. My body was rejecting him because I was rejecting him. We've handled a few missions together lately, and I was pleasantly surprised. Although there was..." As she spoke, she recalled the job in River Village, the handling of the bandit's army. Somehow they managed to overcome the battle, despite the ridiculous imbalance of numbers between them and the enemy. It had been the first time she'd had to kill for her job. Something that, despite Anima's emotional numbing abilities, parts of her was still struggling to come to terms with. She shook her head, this wasn't the time to discuss such things, they were here to have fun, after all, to enjoy each other's company. "Actually, never mind, we can talk about that later."

    She glanced around at the festivities, eying the newly decorated streets that seemed to be set up for the celebration of the summer solstice. It was quite a sight; endless stalls offering games, food and other 'fun' things. The people seemed to bumble about with a jolly air about them, their energy carrying into the atmosphere and creating a sense of jubilation around the island. She turned her gaze to Johann at his comment, nodded in agreement at his suggestion. She wasn't really the type to play games, but she was certainly willing to try. She wasn't the type to go to festivals either, never really having anyone to go with before. She had gone to the Fairy Festival last year, but that had been more out of curiosity, and she didn't really enjoy it very much. Although maybe it would be different this time around, now that she had his company. "What shall we try first?"





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    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 27th June 2019, 3:50 pm


    When the woman spoke Johann raised an eyebrow, simply listening to her curiously, interested in what she had to say. It seemed that her situation had taken a turn for the better, a much needed relief after the events that had unfolded in the Trial Grounds not too long ago, though it seemed there was something the woman was holding back. It didn't matter too much for the man. "I'm glad to hear you're feeling better", he smiled, deciding it would be best to leave that alone for now, a sentiment Amalie appeared to share.

    Just a few minutes later, when the two had found their way into the bustling crowd and walked through the aisles of shops, carts, and stands that hosted all manners of festival games and known delicacies, Johann, upon hearing her response, began looking around, admittedly somewhat looking forward to perhaps unwinding to some of the games that were offered. It would be a nice change of pace compared to the usual business of a mage of Dies Irae, certainly, and a good opportunity to take their mind off the work they did every day. A break couldn't hurt. A grin spread across the man's face when he spotted something that piqued his interest, the man raising his hand casually as he pointed over. "Well, why don't we try-".

    "Fire!", the scream interrupted him, the Ambassador turning his head, a large part of the crowd around already trying to hurry away from the orange and red glow at the end of the street in a panic, clearing the space around in a matter of moments. One of the various stalls was alight, flames curling up the sides of the structure, growing in intensity by the second.

    Johann reacted instinctively, running forward and extending a hand, the runes on the extremity lighting up in a deep azure, shooting out a stream of water. Within seconds, the flames would be extinguished, the Ambassador of Dies Irae taking a deep breath. Well, that had certainly been a shock, but it appeared that, despite the damaged property, the various onlookers were fine. The God of Ishgar turned to the woman, about to say something, when behind her a massive source of magic seemed to erupt from thin air, a burning swirl of flame forming before, just moments later, dissipating, revealing that it had left behind someone, or rather, something that had definitively not been around before.

    A massive, beast-like creature, horns adorning its head and with club in hand stood there, flanked to each side by glowing humanoid creatures, light emitting from their forms, which were in turn surrounded by a small swarm of fae-like creatures, a trail of embers following them as they flew through the air, unleashing their malicious cackles in unison. Another monster invasion? "Amalie, watch out!", the man called as the smaller spirits started to spread out, shooting forth small flames and cinder around them, fires springing up all around them. Of course, they couldn't have a single day for themselves. The group of civilians, at this display, once again had begun to flee from the scene. At least they made some space. These monsters, judging by their actions, seemed like they held no good intentions, well, it was painfully obvious. What was more important, however, was that they would pay ... pay for interrupting his date!



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    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Post by Amalie on 28th June 2019, 11:54 am


    It was quite a soothing atmosphere at the Midsummer Festival. There was something both comforting and thrilling about being arm in arm with the man she had been growing increasingly enamored by as of late. Like the daydream of an infatuated woman brought to life. It seemed like it couldn't go wrong, that the two of them would finally get to enjoy each others company without any complications. But of course, despite the Articulation Mage's wishes, a little peace just seemed like too much to ask of the universe today as the shrill screams erupted around them and the festival quickly descended into chaos.

    Amalie groaned, rolling her eyes before looking around to see just what it was that was interrupting their first date. It seemed that a fire had broken out in the middle of the festival. Amalie felt Johann moved forward, his arm leaving her, not wasting any time in putting out the fire. Following which Johann would turn to her, appearing as though he was about to say something onto to look behind her. Amalie sighed, somewhat dejected, she didn't even need to turn to know what it was that was likely behind her. She would turn, moving towards a stall, she pulled off her shawl. Laying it delicately on the counter in an almost casual manner, before turning towards the horde of creatures that awaited them. Her expression would harden slightly, her ice-blue eyes burning with cold fury as she gazed upon the monsters. Sprites would fly toward her, sending bursts of flame in her direction, however before they even reached her, the flames would collide with a barrier, unable to touch to the woman. As her magic instinctively protected her from the attack.

    "Shards." On command, shards of glass would materialize around her, buzzing with a familiar sense of anger to their caster. She would flick her wrist and the glass would fly outwards towards the fire sprites. Taking a bunch of them out in a single shot, they would squeak as they were impaled by the jagged edges of the glass before falling to the ground dead. Amalie's eyes fell on the horned creature, "I've got this one." She commented to Johann, wanting to take out her anger on what appeared to be the leader of this little group. She figured Johann would have no issue handling the rest of the creatures. She waved her right arm in a sweeping motion, and her shards would fly towards the beast. They wouldn't have much of an effect, his thick brown fur seemed to be somewhat resistant to them. He would growl ferociously, before charging towards her. "Translocation." At that moment she would vanish, reappearing behind the beast in a flash. "Impalement." The air around her hand would shimmer, forming into a long Amethyst lance. She would grip it firmly, then with all her strength, shove it into the beast, forcing it all the way through his chest.  The beast would struggle for a moment, before becoming still, collapsing to the ground. Amalie let go of the lance as he fell, moving to brush down her dress. As she did so she felt slight moisture under her fingers and glanced down, her ice-blue eyes growing wide as she noticed a small splatter of blood. The dress was red, so it wasn't easy to see, but even so. The dark patches were enough to fuel her with a new sense of irritation.

    She would turn, almost hypnotically, and move towards a stall. No longer paying attention to the remaining monsters, she would search the stall for a flannel. Once she found one, she moved over to a barrel that seemed to be full of apples, wetting the flannel. She would hoist herself onto the counter, crossing one leg over the other as she dabbed away at the potential stain. Admittedly looking a little sulky about the fact her dress was messed up so early into the date. There was only one reason she'd hoped this dress would get ruined tonight, and this was most certainly not it.





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    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : Saint of Justice
    Posts : 5134
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 28
    Mentor : Ruvel
    Experience : 2,931,387
    Brownie Points : Kebab∞

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    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 29th June 2019, 5:28 pm


    It seemed that the woman reacted instantly and in a practiced manner, the jagged shards of glass from her magic filling the air around her quicker than Johann could intervene in any way. Not that she needed any support. The shards zapped forth through the air that was filled with glowing embers and cinder towards the strange creatures, destroying a bunch of them in a familiar, brutal fashion. As someone who had suffered from the attack before an uneasy feeling ran down the back of his neck when he witnessed the display of power, though he couldn't help smirk. It was really quite impressive how much the woman had grown in this short time, especially considering how conflicted she had been in regards to Anima not that long ago. It truly appeared like Amalie had made peace with the Seal and was now working in tandem with the creature ... and Johann was intent on doing the same.

    "Mars!", the Ambassador called out a command as he assumed a combat stance, his left eye, as usual, undergoing a transformation as the seal made its presence known. "Won't have to tell me, old man". The words in the same distorted voice as always would echo through the man's mind before he vanished, his form blurring in an insane burst of acceleration. While Amalie engaged the big guy, Johann would take out the rest of the small ones, his leg crashing into one of the beings of pure light that seemed perplexed at the sudden disappearance and the fight between their leader and Amalie. The God of Ishgar would make sure they wouldn't get a chance to react, not after they had interrupted the first date between the two. Out of a mid-air spin, his foot would slam into the side of the creature's head, a shockwave bursting from the impact as the spirit was instantly rendered defenseless. Lucky for Joh, the ability to strike spirits with his aura would benefit him, the force of the attack killing the opponent that would burst into a puff of yellow energy just a second later. The Ambassador was not yet done, though. As soon as he recovered his posture when his feet touched the ground, his form would blur again, his fist burrowing into the other elemental less than the blink of an eye later. The creatures form was torn asunder before finally exploding into a similar puff of light and energy.

    Still, he was not done. The smaller, fae-like creatures that saw this squeaked in shock, turning away to flee, though would soon find their own demise. Wordlessly, the festival area would darken for just a moment, a sphere of shadows spreading out around the Ambassador and vanish as quickly as it had come, leaving everything but the sprites untouched. Frozen in place, one by one would slowly crumble, turn into ash before finally scattering in the wind, leaving behind no trace of their existence. Johann took a deep breath, turning his head to Amalie, noticing that she had impaled the huge, beast-like creature with apparent ease, though seemed bothered by this fact, hurrying over to a stall and then a barrel. Johann raised an eyebrow. "Uh, Amalie?", he asked questioningly, making his way over, "Is everything alright?", reaching her to see that she was hastily trying to clean what he could only assume was blood from her dress. A grin spread across the man's face. "Got yourself a little dirty, huh?". He couldn't suppress a snicker. "Let me take a look". Amalie was understandably upset that her astonishing outfit had been tainted by these intruders, though it was now that Johann's proficiency with blood would become useful.

    The man stretched out his hand, the crimson liquid that had seeped into the fabric detaching itself from the dress as the blood followed the man's command and movements, leaving behind fabric that appeared as it had never been stained in the first place as Johann pulled the drop of blood from it before dropping it onto the ground next to him. "Good as new. With that out of the way ...", Johann threw a look back over his shoulder, feeling bad for the unfortunate Soldiers that had to clean this mess up. Still, it would leave behind a question, was this another monster invasion as he had witnessed a few times before, or was this an isolated incident that wasn't connected to the others? A question for another day. For now, Johann would focus on where they had left off, reaching out for the woman to take his hand. "... shall we resume?".

    It was disappointing that so early into the date it had already been disrupted by an unfortunate occurrence, though the man figured that they couldn't do anything about that, and taking out the creatures that had invaded the festival was certainly better than leaving them to rampage around and possibly deal horrific amounts of damage. In a sense, it was luck that the two had been there at this time and place. Now, however, the man wanted to see about the game that he had had in mind earlier ...

    Turning a corner, Amalie hopefully following him, Johann would leisurely raise his hand and point over at a Dunk Pit, a man sat on a board above a large pit of water shouting at bypassers. Johann had never seen a game like that before, and admittedly, his intrigue had been captured. "This looks like fun, doesn't it?".

    Johann, with hasty steps, began making his way over, the smile immediately vanishing from his face when the man on the board addressed him "Hey, old man!". Without much effort or experimentation, the other had found and hit the Ambassador's sore spot. "Surprised you found your way without your glasses". Johann's eyebrows ever-so-slightly narrowed. Oh, he'd show him old man. Not hesitating, he turned to a man beside the construction, who seemed to be offering the festivalgoers balls to throw at a plate with a bullseye on it. Johann understood how this worked. Oh, he would get his sweet, sweet revenge and give the other a nice, cold bath. Handing the man a few jewels, he would receive 3 balls, and so the game would begin.

    "Let's hope that you won't miss, geezer. Should've gotten your eyes checked before, heh". Johann simply grinned. He'd show the guy.

    The Ambassador quickly took aim, throwing the ball, though missing the plate only barely, the man on the board immediately erupting into furious, exaggerated laughter. "Haha! I knew you should've brought your glasses! Don't give up, old man, you still have two more". "Just you wait ...", the man grit his teeth, taking aim once more before throwing with a little more vigor, hitting the plate right in its center! Much to the Ambassador's disappointment, however, the ball simply bounced off the thing ineffectually, Johann frowning. He had hit the thing dead on! "HAH!". The man on the board could barely contain himself. "That's what you call a throw? My grandma's stronger than you! But thinking about it, she's probably also younger than y- Hey, what are you-". Johann had turned from the plate to the man on the board, death-gripping the last remaining projectile, a crazed grin spreading across his face as he drew back wide, an aura of intense magical power erupting around him. The man on the board seemed to pale for just a second before realizing what the other planned, immediately turning, losing his balance and falling into the pit of water just as the Ambassador threw, the ball tearing through the backside of the construction and vanishing in the distance.

    "Oh, I'm sorry, my hand must've slipped", Johann chuckled to himself as he turned around to walk away, the dumbfounded and drenched man staring at him with open mouth as he did. He made his way back over to Amalie, a little disgruntled, hoping the woman wouldn't start to mock him as well. "I don't think I like that game".



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    Post by Amalie on 1st July 2019, 4:44 pm


    Amalie found herself getting somewhat frustrated as she attempted to handle the stain, it would be more prudent to treat the stain before sticking it in the washer and hoping for the best. But she couldn't exactly end her date for such a petty reason. She glanced up at Johann to witness him exterminating the remainder of the monsters. Which meant it wouldn't be long until they resumed their date and she hadn't made much progress on removing the stain. She heard his approach and let out a disappointed sigh, resigning herself to that fact she would just have to continue her date with a stained outfit. She glanced up at him, somewhat dejected by the turn of events. This was supposed to be a special occasion, their first date, which should have involved a pleasant trip to the festival. Only to have been interrupted by the influx of monsters, because apparently, a pleasant normal date was too much to ask for.

    He remarked on her getting a little dirty and offered to take a look. She moved her hands away, watching as he hovered his own hands over the ruined part of the dress. Watching in slight awe as the blood lifted from the clothes and transferred it to the ground. She stared for a moment at the now blood-free fabric, her expression one of pure surprise. Slowly her lips would curl into a smile, her eyes lighting up as her mood was instantaneously lifted. "Thank you. You know somehow, you never fail to surprise me," She told him, picking up the shawl she'd placed down, she wrapped it around her shoulders once more, before scooting off of the counter, taking the hand that he'd offered her. She happily let him guide her along through the festival which was slowly returning to order. The civilians realizing that the threat had been handled and were slowly returning to the jovial affair. Vendors fixing up their stalls and attempting to restore order on the island.

    Her date would point towards what appeared to be a dunk pit, suggesting that it looked kind of fun. She tilted her head at the sight of it, raising a brow as she attempted to figure out how it worked, not familiar with the game herself. Although it did look fun, as she glanced at Johann, she couldn't help but feel he was most likely a little more excited by the game than she was. So, she decided to stand back and observe as he made his way over to the man on the board. As the young fellow addressed the Ambassador, her brow would arch and she would let out a sardonic chuckle, shocked by the audacity of the stall runner. She crossed her arms over her chest, she watched in amusement as Johann accept the challenge.

    The first shot would miss but barely, not a great fail but enough to spur some more baiting words out of the man in danger of being dunked. It was a surprising arrogance, seeing someone so rudely taunt the Ambassador of this very island. It made the woman a little suspicious, was this lad an idiot or was there some reasoning behind his attitude? Johann would take his second shot, which would hit the target with reasonable force and yet nothing would occur as a result. Her eyes narrowed slightly as the man implied that Johann was weak. Although a smirk would quickly creep onto her lips as she watched what Johann was doing. The magical energy that he released like a thick wave, washed over her, as stupendous as ever. He would launch the ball at the same time that the man on the board clumsily fell into the water, the force of the throw tearing through the contraption completely. Unable to help herself, Amalie burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by the sight of the arrogant idiot, flailing around in the water tank. Her laughter eased as Johann approached, making a comment that made it hard for her to stop snickering.  "Really? Looked like you were having a delightful time to me," She said in a teasing tone, "Why don't we find something a little less frustrating." She said, taking his hand once more. She would turn, walking along with they moved further along. There was a noticeable difference the further they walked, the areas of the event that hadn't been affected by the monster attack still booming with activity.

    Amalie heard a distance banging, which caused her to turn her head, recognizing the sound as something akin to gunfire. Her eyes would fall on another gaming stool, this one set up like a miniature gun range, where patrons were shooting attached toy rifles at various targets, some moving and some still. "This looks promising..." She said, leading him towards the stool, moving in as the previous group at the stool moved away. The girl resetting the targets bounced over to them perkily, "Hey there folks, fancy a go at our gun range? All you gotta do is get as many targets as possible within a minute, fifteen targets get you a discount voucher for drinks and thirty gets you a free meal ticket redeemable at any one of our wonderful stools at the festival tonight. You can even compete against each other if you like?" Amalie glanced at Johann, her eyes gleaming with a competitive excitement.

    "I have ... a little shooting experience. How about it? Fancy your chances against me?" She said in a challenging tone, she was fairly confident in her abilities, after all, you weren't the wife of a mobster for nine years and didn't learn a thing or two about guns. She would move in closer to him, leaning herself against him as she did so, her voice becoming a little huskier as she continued. "We could make this interesting... " She purred, her ice-blue eyes meeting his, "If I win, you have to do whatever I ask for the rest of the evening, and if you win, vice versa...unless you had something more specific you wanted."



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    Post by Johann on 6th August 2019, 1:33 pm


    "Delightful isn't what I would have called it ...", the Ambassador followed up on the woman's comment quickly, but was willing to brush this event aside with a simple "Yeah, let's" as she took his hand, pulling him forward and back into the crowded streets around them that seemed to be filling with more and more enthusiastic villagers and members of the guild alike. Perhaps this little festival would serve to begin to facilitate a sense of unity amongst not just the Soldiers, but also the islanders, a prospect that made the Ambassador hopeful for the future of Amber Island. The land he had once called home hadn't seen this much activity in decades at the least, and seeing the place develop, grow, and spring back to life once more admittedly warmed the man's heart a little. Well, an "old man" would be allowed to be nostalgic every once in a while, wouldn't he?

    In any case, as he was somewhat lost in his sentimentalities and following his date, Amalie seemed to stop for just a moment before making a determined beeline towards a stall, the Ambassador, who was now paying attention to his surroundings a little more intently once again, recognizing it as another festival game. "A gun range?", the question would linger in his head. While the man was of course somewhat skilled with a sword, he had trained a long time to attain proficiency with the weapon, he really couldn't quite boast with any notable skills in marksmanship ... or any gunnery, for that matter. He had held a firearm before at some opportunities, here and there, when he worked as a Mercenary in Bellum or as a Sailor in River Village, for example, but he had never trained with one, let alone even fired one. Still, on the other side, it seemed that Amalie had taken a particular interest in the activity. Was she perhaps familiar with them?

    The man looked over to her, not failing to notice the challenging glint in her gaze, a slight smirking spreading across his lips. Indeed, Amalie confirmed the hint of a suspicion that had befallen the Rune Mage, and not just that, she was challenging him. In honesty, Johann found the prospect of such a ... competition fairly exciting. He had never faced off against Amalie other than the little bit of swordfighting they had toyed with, which, in all matters of classification, really couldn't be counted towards this. "Interesting?", he promptly replied with an intrigued tone when Amalie went even further. The little bet that she had come up with was playful as always, and it seemed like the woman to suggest something like this. "Well, that's quite the high stakes you're setting there, Amalie ...", Joh grinned amusedly as he returned the gaze she had set onto his bichromatic eyes, placing a little pouch of jewels on the counter and reaching for one of the rifles on display before them, "... of course, I accept. I hope you're ready to meet my every demand", he joked, shouldering the weapon. Of course, in reality, the Ambassador wasn't too confident in a victory, but the bet seemed like a little harmless fun. What was the worst that could happen, really?



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    Post by Amalie on 8th August 2019, 11:37 pm


    After everything that had happened so far, Amalie felt her excitement for the date returning slowly. The initial frustrations she had felt from having her first date with Johann interrupted by an onslaught of monsters fading with time. Not to mention that after witnessing Johann's little interaction with the vendor at the dunk pit, she found her mood quickly lifted. It seemed she was getting back into the spirit of the date. Plus the prospect of a little shooting excited her, it was a few years since she'd fired a gun. Wyatt had taught her, something about a wife of a Corvin needed to protect themselves if the house was raided meaning she had to learn. But only to protect from outsiders, never from a Corvin; Wyatt made sure to drive that message into her. Admittedly, it had become a little bit of a hobby for hers, going to the gun range every now and then, just so she could off a few rounds. A means of working through some of her stress.

    As Johann grinned at her, accepting the little bet she'd suggested to him, her eyes lit up in delight. Watching as he even went as far as to pay. She stepped back, pulling her body away from his and turning towards the counter, at his last remark, she found herself chuckling softly. "Oh, I am more than prepared." She knew she could very well lose this bet, Johann was clearly a man of military experience, she wouldn't put it past him to have skills with a gun. But she didn't mind, she found either result rather exciting, the thought of what he might have in store for her should he win and the alternate, her plans, should she actually manage to beat him. She reached down, picking up one of the available air rifles. Her delicate fingers exploring the length of the gun for a moment, she bit her lip, filled with slight nostalgia. There was something about holding a gun that was just somewhat exhilarating.  She shifted into a stable position, moving her body so that it was angled to the right in a side-on stance. She lifted the gun so it was slightly below her collar bone, shifting the stock into her shoulder.

    "To make it easier, the guns are enchanted to reload immediately so you don't have to. It'll also record how many targets you hit, all you have to do is just aim and fire." The vendor told them, Amalie nodded, that certainly made it easier. She would glance over the targets, some were still, whilst others moved around to make them harder to hit. She picked what appeared to be the most convenient path to follow, granted she would have to adjust should Johann get to them first. Moving the gun higher, her head would tilt so that the sight of the gun was directly in front of her eyeline. She took a slow breath, steadying herself before the game started.

    And then the bell rung.

    Instinctively she moved, squeezing the trigger firmly, taking down the first target. Then adjusting slightly to the left, taking aim and shooting again. This pattern continued, shifting from target to target, taking a shot. Occasionally, the bullet would miss, but this didn't deter the woman. She kept her breathing steady and kept shooting consistently, distantly she could hear the repetitive ding of targets behind hit over the boom of the gun. After several moments, the bell would ring again, and she would lower her gun, her face splitting into a grin. Her heart was racing, the adrenaline from the shooting coursing through her. She placed the gun on the counter, looking at the screen positioned next to the rest; thirty-eight hits. It was better than she'd expected to do. She turned to Johann, eager to see what score he'd manage to rack up.




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    Post by Johann on 26th August 2019, 3:30 pm


    Johann's grin was quick to fade when he started to inspect the rifle, peering down its iron sights, taking a look at the mechanisms, the barrel, its parts, realizing that he had trouble identifying them and the function they served, apart from the trigger. He was well and truly lost. The vendor explained how the weapons functioned, though that didn't exactly help the silver-haired Ambassador much, only touching on the reload process and the number of hits. At least, he thought, the last part was more than clear. "Take aim and fire", he repeated the words in his head, giving the vendor a nod. It couldn't possibly be that difficult to hit a target, right? The man guessed he'd just have to try it out for himself. It was then the man glanced over tot he targets, raising his eyebrows in unison. It wasn't that all the targets were stationary as he had thought, and while some were, most others would move from side to side, up and down, left to right and vice versa at varying speeds. Well, this would certainly ... complicate things ... a lot. And while the man was still wondering about this very fact, the ring of a bell would sound, catching the Ambassador off guard.

    The perplexed man quickly shouldered the rifle once more, pointing it downrange, his eye peering over the iron sights at one of the stationary targets. He pulled back the trigger, and with a soft bang, softer than he had expected, the projectile would be launched from the weapon, barely missing the target. He adjusted his stance, leaning forward before pressing the trigger once again, a metallic ring confirming his hit. Though, by now the man realized that his achievement was nothing compared to Amalie's confident technique, several dings ringing out in quick succession, startling the Ambassador. Not to mention that all of the stationary targets had already been taken out, so he had to move on to something more difficult now, picking a target in the corner of the stall that shifted up and down slowly. Once more, he pressed the trigger ... nothing. He took a deep breath, firing again, and again .... nothing. His brows narrowed. This couldn't be so hard. There had to be some kind of trick. He took a deep breath once more, though this time allowing his magic to run through his body freely, the flow of time around him seemingly slowing down as the speed of his reflexes increased. This would certainly make hitting the target easier, and with a confident pull of the trigger, Johann would shoot once more, the metallic ring sounding the blink of an eye later. This could work, he would-

    DING

    The bell rung out, signaling the end of their little match. Had they really had this little time? How would it be possible to even hit a high number of targets in such a short time? The man placed the rifle on the counter before turning to Amalie to see how she'd done. Surely, she wouldn't be too far ahead, o he thought, his jaw-dropping a little when he learned of the opposite. "Thirty-eight...?", he mumbled upon hearing the result, comparing it to his meager two hits. It was quite impressive, to say the least. "Wow, that's ...", the man tried finding a word for his surprise, though in his astonishment over the difference between their result failed to capture an adequate response. "Well ... guess that means you win", he chuckled with a defeated, but amused smile. He'd had no idea that the Articulation Mage had been this good with firearms, but he was glad that he could learn something like that about her. Besides, the little competition had been fun, had it not? That was the point of a festival, after all. "So, oh great winner of bets, what is it that you request of me?", the Ambassador would grin promptly, bowing forward, waving his hand through the air before pressing it against his shoulder in a playful act to comply with the conditions set by their competition. Now he would just have to see what Amalie would come up with, hoping she wouldn't go overboard with the creative freedom granted by her reward ... at least, not too much.



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    Post by Amalie on 8th October 2019, 10:07 pm


    Something about Johann's strength always gave Amalie the impression that, in any situation that involved Combat. He would outrank her, so when she lowered the gun, she honestly expected that he would've outscored her in a shooting game, despite her own experience with a gun. But to her surprise he didn't, she won. She looked on in slight bafflement as the vendor handed her the drinks voucher and meal ticket.  The slight notion of victory flickering across her features, she turned to Johann, excited by the prospect of her prize, for him to do whatever she asked for the rest of the evening. It was a thrilling concept, the incredibly powerful and renowned Johann Von Weiss, forced to abide by her will.

    Now she just had to find something to make him do.

    Upon hearing his question, she cocked her head a devilish smirk creeping onto her features. "You'll just have to wait a see." She told him in an amused tone, turning on her heel, she strode away tucking her prize away into her purse. "For now let's take a look to see what else we can do." She told him, slightly more enthusiastically then before, interlocking her fingers with his. The adrenaline from the gun range still coursing through her a little. There wasn't much need for her to use her prize as they strolled along, taking a look at some of the other stalls. Selling cute little trinkets, and bespoke little items. As they ventured further into the festival, Amalie noticed a large crowd of people gathered in what appeared to be a ring. Curious, she approached, tugging Johann as a means of letting him know she wanted to look. As she got closer she noticed it was a literal ring, inside of which were two men, one of which had the other in a headlock and was slowing lowering his struggling opponent to the ground.

    She glanced over at Johann with a curious glint in her eyes, "Looks exciting, shall we get a closer look?" She asked, despite whether or not he agreed, she would move in closer. Approaching the fence of the ring to watch as a winner was declared, "And there you have it Ladies and Gentlemen, once again our resident winner, Joey the smasher Swalsh had come out victorious. Would anyone else like to take on our undefeatable champion?" A host called out into a microphone, looking over the crowd for a volunteer. Amalie considered it for a moment, itching to partake in the fight, however she glanced down at her dress. She wouldn't want to ruin it, she could take it off and fight in her underwear. Although as she glanced at Johann, she hesitated, unsure if he would be okay with it.




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    Festival of Embers Empty Re: Festival of Embers

    Post by Johann on 11th October 2019, 3:00 pm


    Although her devilish grin was a somewhat worrying circumstance, the Ambassador trusted Amalie to not abuse the reward she'd earned, hoping that whatever it was that seemed to entertain her so greatly was something that he, with good conscience, could follow up on. For now, he'd have to be content with what it was, following Amalie when she turned and began walking away to explore the rest of the festival, taking her hand into his own. So far, so good, at least. There wasn't much that captured the Ambassador's interest or fascination with overwhelming particularity, and so, for now, he would simply enjoy the cool evening breeze and the magnificent scenery the people of the town had created. At every corner, cheerful music would be played, and people were laughing, dancing, and enjoying themselves. It had been a long time since the silver-haired Rune Mage had last witnessed something that came close to the atmosphere of this place, the event, even if not inherently magical, holding something of its own kind of magic.

    That was until he felt Amalie's gentle tug in a certain direction, the absent-minded Ambassador turning his head in surprise, but followed the determined Commander into a large gathering of cheering people, unaware of what exactly he was heading into, though trotting behind nonetheless. He would, after all, have to do anything the woman asked of him.

    Approaching the attraction after Amalie, Johann, too, would lay eyes on the ring, witnessing the zenith of what seemed like a fighting match unfold before himself. Within a moment, the man's intrigue had been sparked, not least due to his own fascination with this particular activity. "Sure!", he replied with less than subtle enthusiasm, eyeing the events transpiring inside of the provisional ring with obvious captivation, an uncharacteristic grin on his face as he watched Joey "The Smasher" Swalsh finish off his challenger. When the host loudly beckoned another one to take the unfortunate soul's place, Johann didn't even so much as hesitate, already taking off both his jacket and shirt, pressing them into Amalie's hands and, with his upper body half-covered in the fine, ink-like scripture on his skin exposed, waltzing forward into the ring, calling out "That would be me" at the announcer who promptly cast a wide grin at the Ambassador, clamoring into the microphone once more.

    "Ah, a new contender for the title of champion rises to the challenge! What's your name, good man?". "Joh", the Rune Mage responded promptly, anticipation written all over his face. "Wonderful! So, Joh, are you familiar with the rules of this ring?", the announcer asked, Joh simply shaking his head. "Not a problem. It's simple, really. Rule number one, Magic is not permitted in this ring. We fight fair and square, alright? Rule number two, fighting dirty is off-limits. No hits to the crotch or face, got it?". Simple enough, really. "Got it".

    "Alright!", the man proclaimed excitedly, his voice echoing from speakers around the ring, "Looks like we have ourselves a fight, Ladies and Gentlemen!"

    Johann quickly stepped up, taking position across from his opponent, now getting a good look at the man that was so eloquently dubbed "The Smasher", the other eyeing him similarly with a confident if not sly grin. Johann understood where the nickname came from. The man was definitively muscular and looked like he break stone in half with his bare hands if he so desired.

    "Okay everybody, get ready, on three". Johann raised his hands, his hands tightly clenched into fists, the smirk on his expression stretching with excited confidence.

    "One". His opponent did the same

    "Two". A nervous feeling spread through Johann's gut as he listened for the signal to start that came slightly delayed as a means to build up tension.

    "Aaaaand ... Three! Fight!", the bellowing voice of the host echoed through the speakers around them.

    To the Ambassador's surprise, Johann was not the first to seize the initiative, his experienced opponent charging straight at him with a massive punch, the man only narrowly avoiding to block the strike with his arm, the dull sensation of pain pulsing through the affected extremity, a feeling that Johann had not just grown accustomed to, he had learned to cherish it. He had to think quickly and act quicker, though. The Smasher was a man that surprisingly agile for his size without lacking a bit of power, nearly knocking the silver-haired man off-balance with only one hit. The champion spun around, his leg flying at Johann's torso with a wide roundhouse kick, sinking into his stomach, forcing the air out of Johann's lungs with an audible gasp and sending him flying to the ground, his face unceremoniously smashing into the ground with a loud "oooh" from the crowd around. Undoubtedly, that wasn't The Smasher's first tango.

    But Johann wasn't exactly a weakling. Taking a few heavy breaths he swiftly stood back up, his dual-colored, angry eyes were affixing themselves to his opponent once again, the Ambassador wiping away a small trickle of blood that had burst from the corner of his mouth, the grin returning to his face. "My turn"

    Utilizing his own agility he rushed forward, dodging past a swing that would've struck him in the shoulder to sink his fist into the man's chest just a moment later, bringing all his strength to bear. His hand felt like he had punched solid stone, but the strike had taken its toll, the champion tumbling back, gasping for air for a few seconds before righting himself again, the sly grin from before changing into a genuine smile. "Not bad for an amateur", The Smasher scoffed, Johann chuckling in response. "Could say the same about you". Joey seemed none too pleased. Visibly angered he once again attempted an attack, his fist, however, against the ring's rules, flying at Joh's chin. The Ambassador ducked, the strike missing its target. Instead, it was now the Ambassador who seized the initiative, both hands grasping the others stretched out arm before lifting the mountain of a man over his shoulder, and with a thunderous crash, slamming him into the ground, knocking The Smasher out cold.

    The announcer simply stood and watched for a few seconds, dumbfounded, before scrambling to proclaim the result of the match, his voice booming from the speakers once again. "We- ... We have a winner!", the crowd erupting into cheers and clamors, Johann standing in the middle of the ring, taking a few deep breaths before raising his fist into the air.



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    Festival of Embers Johannsiggies
    Amalie
    Amalie

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    Festival of Embers Empty Re: Festival of Embers

    Post by Amalie on 15th October 2019, 6:34 pm


    In her moment of hesitation, she would hear Johann enthusiastically volunteering next to her, glancing over to watch as her date suddenly seemed to be removing his jacket and shirt. Exposed his well-built rune-marked body. She arched a brow, taking his clothes for him, she made her way to the edge of the ring, excitedly looking in. She would've liked to challenge him herself but any chance to see Johann fight was always worth giving up a fight for. She leaned over the edge of the fence, eagerly listening in as Johann was introduced and the host explained the rules; no magic and no hits to the crotch or face. The instructions were nostalgic, taking her to a time where she often engaged in fights such as these, except in those fights you could hit the face. And there was often in a warehouse, surrounded by the rest of the 'companies members' and their associates.

    Amalie didn't mind not having a face hitting rule, sure it meant you got socked in the mouth every now and then, but it was kind of necessary. The sooner you got your opponent out cold, the less the fight had to drag on. Because if you took to long, you were forced to use weapons. Which always ended pretty gruesomely. Fortunately, Amalie had quickly learned how to take her opponents out early to avoid such scenarios, but she had seen plenty of fights that had escalated to that point, which became pretty uncomfortable to watch, even for her. Plus if she didn't fight 'well', it looked bad on Wyatt, and he did not respond well to that.

    When the host bellowed to indicate the start of the fight, her attention would be pulled from her bitter memories to the present situation. Watching as his opponent, Joey, slammed his fist towards her lover. A blow that fortunately Johann was able to block in time. As she watched his opponent knocked Johann off his feet with a powerful kick, she found her fingers clutching the fabric of his clothes tightly. Gasping slightly, she was surprised Johann had even taken the attack, she had seen him fight before and knew he wasn't one to go down so easily. Surely he was just getting warmed up, right?

    And of course, she was quickly pleased to see her assumption was right, grinning at the sight of Joh knocking the guy back with a hearty punch. Amalie bit her lip, her body bouncing slightly with anticipation as she awaited what happened next. Despite her usual composure, something about watching Johann fight always thrilled her, and of course, his lacking of clothing certainly helped. Joey would take another shot, resulting in a miss, giving Johann the opening to grab him and yank him over his shoulder, throwing the man into the dirt with an impressive amount of force. Unable to help herself, Amalie found herself letting out an excited cheer along with the crowd. Before she knew it, she was moving around the ring to the entrance as Johann was announced the winner. The Host would turn to Johann, "Now then, would you care for another fight? You're technically our current champion, but continuing fights is voluntar-"

    Hearing this, Amalie shot forward through the gate of the ring, "He'll fight me." She declared, shoving Johann's clothes into the hands of the host, who looked at her in with a bewildered expression. Amalie's eyes moved to her partner, without breaking his gaze, she would reach over to the side of her dress, sliding the zipper her side all the way down to her hip. Once the dress was loose enough she would shimmy it off of her, being careful not to drop it into the dirt. Following this, she climbed out of it and piled it on top of the other clothes. Standing there in just black panties, a bra and heels, not that she cared, he was topless after all. Really it wasn't much different to fighting in a bikini, and she had fought in less before. She quickly kicked her heels off to the side, deciding they would just hinder her, before turning to Johann, "You didn't think you were going to have all the fun, did you?" She remarked playfully, her eyes glimmering with excitement over the prospect of taking him on.



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