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Frail in body but dangerously quick of mind, Nikandr is the sort of character who proves that curiosity can be just as perilous as any weapon. A necromancer, inventor, and problem-solver with more ambition than self-preservation, Niki approaches the world like a puzzle box begging to be opened, even when what’s inside has teeth. Blunt, dry-witted, fiercely independent, and carrying a history best left partially buried, he has a knack for making even failure feel fascinating. Whether he’s raising the dead, moving across Caido to King's End, or experiencing a hangover for the first time, Nikandr brings a wonderfully strange spark to Caido, and we can’t wait to see what trouble his brilliant mind wanders into next.
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07-24-2024, 09:50 AM (This post was last modified: 07-24-2024, 10:13 AM by Flora.)
Whether I'm gonna curse you out or Take you back to my house
Maybe she's born with it, maybe it's paying for levellinggggg.
Now, to say that Flora wasn't one to show off would be a filthy lie, and so rather than attacking right away the Doubletake tried to eye the tree to see how much ooomph it had left it compared to how much damage she could do by recalling her daggers.
Thinking that between the fire and poison, the wicker woman wasn't long for the world, the queen's brow raised as she lifted her hands and flicked both wrists at once, recalling both daggers at the same time. If that didn't finish the tree off no doubt either the fyrhund or the invisible ancient's flames would, but at least she'd have the satisfaction of having them hear her blades singing through the air.
Flora recalls the two daggers in the tree!
Regional Score bonus: +7 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +7 should be included)
Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Basic
Lucky you | A ring that when worn grants +3 luck. Must be included in all PQ/PQ+/KQ/DROP posts to be counted.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Star Poison | A poisonous coating on each of the Deadly Plumage daggers that adds basic damage on the initial hit.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Plumage | Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Recall | Can recall 1, or 2, or 3 of her feathers to her hand, within a range of 30ft. Recalled daggers do 1/2 damage when recalled.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Signet Ring | A signet ring with the insignia of a Tide Jaguar When thrown, becomes a full-grown Tide Jaguar with the same HP as the user. The animal cannot do physical damage to others, and lasts 3 rounds or until it is killed. Can only be used once per thread.
Truly frustrating to see his flames burn into nothing but clear air, the butcher growls out a snarl of his own frustration while mentally berating the tree with any number of curses. It was a tree, why the fuck was it moving so much?
Anyway, Flora and Danta continue to burn it and damage it, and Astaroth isn’t one to be okay with seeming like he’s willing to be backpacked along. So he drifts a bit closer, maw parting to aim for the roots again and where it meets the trunk, because if it’s going to move he’s going to aim for the stationary portions.
Astaroth moves back into position and aims his fire at the trunk/root structure again, still in his fyrhund shift!
The world is new to you, and you to it. During PQ/PQ+/KQs/Drops, you roll with advantage on luck-based rolls and receive an extra name during drops. (In order to use this, make sure to note the ability at the bottom of each post)
Regional Score bonus: +1 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +1 should be included)
Astaroth, we're going to need you to get it together, man. (AKA, the fyrhund does not succeed in hitting, bad boy).
Flora, of course, needs no rolls introduction to set off her wicked knife-tricks, and the bladed feathers swoop back into her fingers, luckily flicking away any of the sap as they travel. Add in further flares of heat and fire from the Maverick and the wicker woman truly is on its last legs here.
It does, however, finally seem to have noticed the Doubletake as the major threat here, flailing a large branch in her direction as if to swat her or otherwise prevent her from attacking it with any more pointy things.
Whether I'm gonna curse you out or Take you back to my house
Womping willow womp womp?
That it doesn't die as Flora recalls her daggers is a bit of a bummer. (Exactly like when you do a Xayah ult and someone else gets the kill).But, seeing as it isn't dead yet, there's time for redemption. Can you tell Flora grew up with brothers? Because Flora grew up with brothers.
Darting out of the way of a branch—gods can you imagine the bruise?—the queen gives the tree a withering look as if she might shame it into behaving before flinging one of her daggers right back at it.
Flora throws a dagger!
Regional Score bonus: +7 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +7 should be included)
Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Basic
Lucky you | A ring that when worn grants +3 luck. Must be included in all PQ/PQ+/KQ/DROP posts to be counted.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Star Poison | A poisonous coating on each of the Deadly Plumage daggers that adds basic damage on the initial hit.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Plumage | Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp.
Alright, alright, obviously this isn’t working, but it’s either he sticks with the shift or is useless for a minute when he shifts back.
Snarling again, Astaroth takes the moment to orient himself as the tree takes its aim at Flora. Smoke pours from his maw as he decides to say fuck it and lunges toward the tree, the chaos and recklessness reaching a tipping point within him.
Fire erupts from his maw again even as his claws and paws are outstretched, aiming to carve into the gross, oozing bark of the tree amongst the flame that sparks from his jaw (trying to pull more weight because good god man get it together).
Astaroth aims higher up, lunging at it with claws and fire!
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Regional Score bonus: +1 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +1 should be included)
And here's where it all goes fucking wrong. I know, I know - how the fuck does that happen, right? I'll tell you how.
Embracing the wicker part of wicker woman, Flora's blade manages to find its way between the gaps of the braiding, threading branches, flying straight through and sinking into the ground nearby. It doesn't hit Danta, but given that he's still invisible, it's a close fucking call, the Maverick forced to hop out of the way of the errant blade; a move that causes his own fire to stutter and lose potency. The tree is left unscathed.
That leaves Astaroth, and gods know how it happens, but not only does the writhing movements of the womping willow wicker woman prevent his fire from making contact, but it notices him. It swings - and gods, this time it fucking connects.
The fyrhund will be sent careening backwards, and when (if) Asta gets back up from this, it'll be with a lot more than bruises to show for it.
Voidy Wicker Gal: 17.5/409
Danta: 100/100
Asta: 13/90
Flora: 407/407
No post order!
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
Whether I'm gonna curse you out or Take you back to my house
What
the
FUCK.
Having no idea how close her blades had come to Danta, though really she'd been throwing in the same direction the entire time so if he was dumb enough to get impaled by standing behind the tree that was sort of on him, Flora glances sharply as the fyrhund is properly yeeted by the tree. "HEY." She hollers, taking a few steps forward to try and refocus the tree's attention on her. "Over here, you bitch."
With the other dagger she'd previously recalled in her hand, Flora bites at the inside of her cheek as she throws it, willing herself to not fucking miss.
Flora throws a dagger!
Regional Score bonus: +7 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +7 should be included)
Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Basic
Lucky you | A ring that when worn grants +3 luck. Must be included in all PQ/PQ+/KQ/DROP posts to be counted.
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Star Poison | A poisonous coating on each of the Deadly Plumage daggers that adds basic damage on the initial hit.
Type: Grey | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Deadly Plumage | Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp.
He lunges, and with all the fury and fire he musters is promptly sputtered out like a strong wind to a candle flame. The fyrhund goes flying backwards with a very sharp yip from his maw, and with all the adrenaline in his gut (and a somewhat deadened feelings around his chest), he thinks for a moment it isn’t as bad at it is.
Until of course, the limp fyrhund goes to try and stand only to crumble under the sharp pain in his chest and gut. He drops again, hoping that the distance the tree had thrown him and him remaining close to the ground might even out his odds of not getting absolutely murdered by this stupid fucking tree.
Astaroth does nothing but lay low back where the tree yeeted him! (In V MUCH A LOT OF PAIN)
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What Flora only thinks to herself instead goes echoing across the clearing in Danta's voice, and with a rough twist of the Doubletake's invisibility ring, the Maverick is suddenly very much there as he hops across the network of tree roots and around to where a very sorry looking fyrhund has been flung. He doesn't know if the wicker woman can hit that far either, but based on the network of roots and the pathways they've followed to get here, he's not taking any chances.
Skidding in front of the butcher with fire at his fingertips and the full intention of taking any hits that might come Astaroth's way, luckily enough, it's absolutely not needed. Who can really say if the wicker woman can see - either way, it certainly seems like her focus is elsewhere, because Flora's dagger hits its mark instantly. With a strange and keening wail that releases all manner of terrible looking void spores into the air, the creature withers and dies, leaving the forest silent.
That sure happened! The air is filling with void shit, so we should probably go.
Voidy Wicker Gal: 0/409 (Killed by Flora for levelling purposes)
Danta: 100/100
Asta: 13/90
Flora: 407/407
No post order!
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
Whether I'm gonna curse you out or Take you back to my house
Spying Danta running out from behind the tree—idiot—Flora breathed a small sigh of relief as the willow seemed to slump over. Recalling her dagger but keeping it in her hand just in fucking case, the Doubletake darts over to where her jaguar had been and plucks the ring off the ground before making her way toward the pair of ancients.
Or rather, the ancient and his very sad and wounded-looking dog.
"Fuck," She huffs, covering her mouth as the air around them seemed to turn violet. "How bad is it?" Flora, who wasn't a vet or an expert on ancients, had no fucking idea if blood or fire or whatever was meant to be pouring out of the ancient the way it was, if it hurt, or if this was just a thing that happened to them.
"I can heal him, if it's bad." She offers, glancing from the fyrhund to Danta and then back again.
now i am the violence, i am the sickness won't accept your silence
Well, it’s lovely to see Danta appear above him like a hero (despite knowing he’d hate to be considered such), and it breathes a bit of relief into his bones as Flora finishes off the tree and he’s pretty sure he can feel his heartbeat everywhere. As the Doubletake approaches, Astaroth shifts back into himself, looking quite incredibly worse for wear, blood dripping from the corners of his lips, a small amount dripping from his nostrils.
“Bad.” He croaks out before he coughs, both due to the pain and blood he feels coming up from everywhere, alongside the toxic air that blooms around them all. “Fuck,” he starts to say, reaching immediately for the Maverick to help him up. And maybe at the same time Flora can heal him, if time allots for it in the span of time from the void encroaching on them.
It's really all over by the time Danta's got a chance to properly understand it, which, y'know, that fucking sucks. At first he can't really hear either Flora or Astaroth for the hammering in his ears - he realises only belatedly that it's the sound of his pulse, the blood thundering hard enough that it's with jittery adrenaline that he shakes his hands free of fire.
"Fuck," he bites out as he turns to see the state of the butcher on the ground, dropping immediately to get his arm around his shoulders so he might help him get him on his feet - for better or fucking worse, if the internal injuries are anything to write home about.
"Please, if you can," he says quickly to Flora, nodding to her and glancing around at the mess of the void shit spewing into the air. "If it's quick, anyway. We need to get out of the trees." Something that will be quite difficult for Asta unless they both help to carry him.
Let's fucking gooooooooo! (And if Flora can heal that's awesome, but otherwise let's GTFO)
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
Whether I'm gonna curse you out or Take you back to my house
There are quite a few fucks being thrown around, and not in the fun way.
"I got you." Flora whispers, whether to Asta or Danta or both isn't entirely clear, because instead of reaching for the downed ancient, the queen closes her eyes and mumbles something softly under her breath. Yes she could just channel Ronin but no doubt there'd be annoying questions from him after the fact like, aRe YoU OkAy or Do YoU NeEd HeLp WiTh AnYthInG, so instead she turned to patron goddess of the petty and beautiful.
Please Safrin. I know they're ancients and they have the whole Dygra thing, but that doesn't mean they can't still adore you, right?
Flora channels Safrin to heal Asta.
Accepted Channeling: Allows an Accepted the opportunity to channel one of the gods during a time of crisis (2x a season). Can be combined with other accepted channeling to increase power. If combined with another mastered channeling, increases the odds of a Big God answering to 15 %
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered
sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
Not one to miss the opportunity for a little razzle dazzle even when it happened to be for souls already claimed by another, as Safrin appears she does so as a literal angel above the wounded ancient. "Now, now." The goddess says, her galactic eyes warm with starlight. "That's no place for a man like you." With a wave of her hands Asta would find his wounds not only healed, but his body imbued with the most wonderful sensation of power and stamina. It would fade, of course, but when was the last time Dygra ever showed up for one of her own in quite such a way?
Something to think about.
Asta is healed to full health.
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
