[KQ] Relentless you survive

DEIMOS

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates

Oh good, a dragon. Deimos had seen lots of those before. Almost made him miss the familiar white ones back in Halo. Almost.

On impulse he dodged, lowering himself to be slightly underneath it, clenching his jaw as the multitudes of battle-honed days took over. Whether or not they’ll all yearn to maul this thing remained to be seen – but if this was the initial step, who knew what else was to come. Lovely, he murmured through the Attuned bond, on a reel of sarcasm.

So from his current vantage point, the Sword rallied his elemental prowess, calling for the Mastered Air proportions, aiming to unleash it at the purple cretin – and hopefully do some decent damage. Or send it askew.

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Still half-shifted, Deimos flies downward, trying to be underneath the dragon, and attempts to use his Mastered Air on it.

Air manipulation: Can create and control the air. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered
Gambler's Gloves | A pair of supple leather gloves, seemingly innocuous. Doubles the user's Luck stat.

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead

we must always be willing to be more savage to the angels

rip up their flesh and reveal them to be nothing

Well, honestly he should’ve been expecting a dragon. It’s pretty much always a fucking dragon. But it doesn’t dive for him, and for that he’s silently even more thankful, but that doesn’t mean that it likely won’t pack a punch if it does hit. Gliding alongside the group, the Flood watches the dragon miss Deimos before banking, sparking that deeply familiar hue of violet from its throat.

Gears work in his head, dusting off the rust that’s honestly been sitting there, before he’s flapping his leathery wings to bring him close enough to somewhat block Remi from a direct attack from whatever this creature intends to do (there’s two others to focus on, right?). And for all intents and purposes, given it’s definitely looking to attack right now, and he really doesn’t need to give himself away, the Flood conjures his water magic and sends it in a jet like stream toward the dragon.

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Sunjata moves to hover by Remi, using his water magic to send a jet of water at the creature! if it goes wide, it goes wide >.>

Magic: Making Waves | Can create and control water (a full swimming pool amount). Must be within a 60ft radius.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered

how willing you must be to kill angels

and how willing they must be to let you do it

SUNJATA

i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out

It seems they're all sharing the same thought even if it isn't the sent through the bond (fucking dragons), and as the dragon appears, Remi too is gritting his teeth.

As the beast goes for Deimos, the Bastion sneers, his wings fanning down hard in order to send him ahead of his cohort and hopefully directly into the dragon's eyeline. If he was going to take the brunt of the damage anyway, might as well take it directly. "Well, come on then." He yells, arms spread wide to try and capture even more of its attention before flitting back and forth, wanting to try and insight its predatory drive that it might be an easier target for the others.

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Remi tries to draw the dragon's attention.

Magic: Spread Thin | Can soak the damage cast at all allies within 60ft. Cannot use any other actions.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered

Magic: Don't Pick Fights You Can't Win (feat) | Characters/Creatures who have a difference of 30 STR or greater compared to Remi, roll with disadvantage.
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

but I  f l i c k e r

from time to time

REMI

Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever

I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes

Last but not least in the oh it's a fucking dragon brigade, Ronin is already beating his wings to carry him upwards as Deimos swoops down. Sunjata isn't the only one trying to brush the rust from his thoughts, and it's not just the lack of true combat that has Ronin trying to consider his next few moves in quick succession - it's been a surprisingly long time since he was expected to fight melee.

And so, plunging down with Wilde's Rapier in his hand, he aims to slice at the creature's wings. They're the largest target after the giant maw, after all, and with the way it's glowing like that, Ronin would rather not be on that end of the dragon.

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Ronin swoops down and tries to cut at the dragon's maw with Wilde's Rapier!

Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Mastered
Wilde's Rapier | A beautiful rapier with a blade as black as shadow and a bone-carved hilt. When an attack is successful, there is a 1/10 chance that the blow will be a fatal one.

Magic: FEAT | Now You! | When Ronin successfully hits a target, the next ally who posts gains advantage on their attack.
Type: Light | Rank: Basic

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

RONIN

Now...here's the thing, and you're probably not going to believe it.

Deimos blasts the dragon back with air magic, the purple in its throat briefly stuttering out as it snarls in pain. SoMeHoW Sunjata 's blast of water goes wide, and as Remi taunts the dragon, Ronin goes in to attack with what's probably the flimsiest-looking sword.

However as the tip of the sword strikes the dragon's scales, darkness and death errupt out of it, cleaving the creature's soul from its body so fast that there's still violet hate in its eyes as its body drops from the sky, splashing into the ocean below.

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You've all been given +2 luck for this nonsense. Congrats.

Deimos: 1155/1155
Sunjata: 1125
Remi: 1515/1515
Ronin: 900/90
Starfall Guardian: 0/1400 ** Killed by Ronin for levelling purposes.

Starfall Guardian (Rare/Mythical): A void-birthed creature, Starfall guardians appear like giant dragons with bodies covered in sleek scales. Able to attack with blasts of void fire as well as their teeth and claws.

DEIMOS

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates

First are the usual circumstances – the Air magic spiraled along, hit the dragon, there was a momentary feeling of success, Sunjata’s water went off-kilter, Remi taunted and then –

Well, Ronin struck, and Deimos became dumbfounded as the flying lizard simply careened, dropping into the ocean, and didn’t come back up. Still hovering in the air, he blinked, waited for the revival and renewal, and…nothing at all.

He couldn’t quite help himself. All the dread, apprehension, and trepidation occurring from this impending adventure had bound and wound so tight in his soul, that it all came pouring out in some rumbling laughter. “Congratulations,” he shook his head towards Ronin. “Never thought we would see that.” Gazing down below, and still in shock and disbelief, he gestured towards the island. “Should we just head down and plant the flower?” If so, he’d follow right after.

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Deimos is bewildered and has a good laugh, and suggests heading down to plant the flower. If so, he’ll follow the group down.

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered
Gambler's Gloves | A pair of supple leather gloves, seemingly innocuous. Doubles the user's Luck stat.

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead

we must always be willing to be more savage to the angels

rip up their flesh and reveal them to be nothing

The water magic goes wide, and with it the Flood isn’t surprised. He doesn’t let it show, of course, because before the frown can even cross his face, Ronin’s darting forward after the dragon’s jostled by the wind from Deimos, and then it’s fucking plummeting.

Brows pinched, a huff of a laugh breaking from him out of sheer surprise, emitting a soft “wow, gods, Ronin.” Remind him not to be near that flimsy looking sword. Snorting and shaking his head, wings flapping ever so slightly to get some movement further in the air, he tries to peer down toward the beach in question. “After you.” Sunjata says, still surprised and in shock. He waits for the decision to be made before he follows after the trio.

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Sunjata’s very shocked but intends to follow the group with their decision!

how willing you must be to kill angels

and how willing they must be to let you do it

SUNJATA

i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out

Where surprise seems to be the reigning emotion thus far, as soon as Ronin stabs at the creature and he spies the black fog that smokes out of the rapier, Remi already has his hands snapping together to applaud his husband's efforts. It's possible that neither Deimos nor Sunajta properly knew what weapon it was the Knight was wielding, but if they hadn't before, they certainly did now.

"Babe!" Remi cries out, his voice boyishly bright as he's filled with relief and pride as his wings shoot him forward that he might reach out for the Knight. Aerial hugs, they'd learned, were quite difficult, and given that their task wasn't yet complete shifting into a form that Ronin could have held in his arms didn't seem wise.

"Well...unless that was only the welcome-wagon and there's more coming...shall we?" Angling himself, the Bastion heads down toward Starfall's volcanic shores.

but I  f l i c k e r

from time to time

REMI

Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever

I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes

Ronin's momentum carries him forward and through the membrane of the dragon's wing, such that he's not really aware that it's falling until the pitch black smoke erupts from the blade in his hands, and it's with a powerful beat of his own wings that he brings himself back up. With the rapier held aloft and the sun at his back, he might seem like some avenging angel were it not for the somewhat bemused expression on his face.

Hearing Remi's applause, he glances up to the others and offers an almost shy smile. "I didn't expect it to work first time," he admits, laughing and sheathing the blade just in time for the Bastion to approach, not wanting to nick him with it. Nodding at Deimos's suggestion and grinning over at Sunjata, he gestures for the shoreline he can see below.

"Let's be quick, just in case it was only the welcome-wagon," he agrees. "We'll find a place close to the shore, plant the lily, and get out of here."

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Ronin agrees with planting the lily along the shoreline!

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

RONIN

DEIMOS

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates

Multitudes of surprise seemed to conflate and surround; truly, the Sword couldn’t recall a time when such a dangerous quest had been done so quickly. But rather than become eternally optimistic, after all, there were always chances of something else stirring up, he nodded along the agreed accords, and flew down.

Landing upon the shoreline, he waited for the others to do the same – and not wanting to be caught unaware, his eyes took in every semblance, every sense, every motion along the wake of the area. What spot looks best to you? he rumbled to each across the Attuned bond; careful, in case any sentiments of noise disturbed something else lurking near.

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Deimos heads down and watches for anything nearby.

Regional Score bonus: +9 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +9 should be included)

Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered
Gambler's Gloves | A pair of supple leather gloves, seemingly innocuous. Doubles the user's Luck stat.

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead

we must always be willing to be more savage to the angels

rip up their flesh and reveal them to be nothing

Amusement lingers on Sunjata’s face in the aftermath, huffing a soft laugh in the space he’s hovering. Adrenaline begins to fade as the moments pass, following along with the rest of the group as they make their descent through the purple clouds to the volcanic island.

It’s a strange sensation for Sunjata, one that’s full of his focus to keep everything quiet from his side of the bond. The water disappears as he glides, landing amongst the volcanic shoreline and tucks his leathery wings in tight along his back. “I’ll keep an eye out.” He murmurs, scanning the area around for anything of note.

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Sunjata lands and says he’ll be the look out!

how willing you must be to kill angels

and how willing they must be to let you do it

SUNJATA

i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out

While this is likely one of the most dangerous things the four of them have ever done (despite the outcome), Remi can't help the boyish huff of amusement that flickers through the attuned bond as Ronin mentions he hadn't thought it would work the first time. Maybe the moment doesn't call for amusement, but then again maybe it does. For how difficult things always seemed to be for them, why not celebrate the few times that they weren't?

But anyway.

"Unless Vi said anything specific about planting them, I'd say far enough back that the seawater isn't going to erode away the soil?" If there weren't any arguments to the contrary, Remi would land about 20ft from the water's edge before removing the box containing the lily that Hadama had brought him. Kneeling down, he claws at the volcanic soil, finding the top layer rather hard and full of porous stone, before giving away to deep black soil beneath. "Can you water this, Sunjata?" He calls out after softly setting the bloom into the ground.

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Remi plants Rae's Lily!

Type: Light | Style: Other | Level: Mastered
Rae's Lilies (rare): Purest white and veined with turquoise and gold, these lilies may only be found along the edges of the Frey's Breath hot springs. Rumoured to contain all the healing power of the springs and more, they are a mythical find indeed.

but I  f l i c k e r

from time to time

REMI

Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever

I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes

"Vi didn't mention any specifics, no," Ronin calls, before they are banking away from the site of the dragon attack and diving through the cloud cover, towards the purple-hued shoreline. That sounds good to me, he adds through the bond once the wind has picked up enough to make talking normally a little difficult.

They land without incident, Ronin's wings flaring before folding neatly behind him. "I'll keep watch as well," he decides, smiling across to Remi. "Is Jata's water better than Deimos's?" he wonders, tipping a wink to the Sword. For the plethora of the other man's magics, he imagines he doesn't often get to use them for mundane means.

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Ronin keeps watch the opposite side to Sunjata!

RONIN

DEIMOS

The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates

With no specifics given, the area they stood upon seemed as good as any, and Deimos alternated between watching the horizon, the surrounding area, and the planting itself. Though Remi suggested Sunjata’s capabilities, the Sword was just as able, and he only gave a slight smile towards all of them. “I doubt it,” amused, he wrinkled his nose, adding his own concoction and elements to the mix, hoping that would be enough to solidify the means and measures of what they’d come for.

And while certainly not uneventful, it had gone in a far different direction than probably any of them had expected. “Time to head back?”

If they were all in agreement, they could fly back from whence they’d came – one less dragon on them, and one lily securing a shelter for the future.

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Deimos uses his own Mastered Water on the lily.

[FIN]

The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead