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#487624 ZONE - Fort Slaughter ((A Dying Breed))

Posted by Burger Warrior on 12 June 2018 - 10:03 AM

As far as hunts went, so far Lyneth had had a wonderful time with Athens. Journeying across the Empire left them with many nights in the wilderness or in taverns together, and Brys was more than ready to reciprocate any advances the knight made during that time.

She couldn't help but make a face, however, as they arrived at Fort Slaughter. Legion camps were never fun places to go, and Slaughter in particular seemed to stick out among them. She forced a smile - and subtly buttoned her shirt up a bit more than usual, realizing her normal tactics wouldn't work here - as she and Athens navigated the tents and exercising legionnaires, looking for...

Ah.

Centurion Tullus stuck out, fortunately... thanks to his uniform, mostly. Otherwise he was just as stern and loud as anyone else in this gods-forsaken place. Lynetg had to struggle not to flinch when he shouted at them. Summarizing events proved a little difficult thanks to that.

"There's little doubt what happened, then. Those two left to make contact with a village of lion-folk just to the north of here. People have been disappearing, mostly toward the north, near that beastman village."

Well, maybe we're lucky and this has nothing to do with traitorous Venatori, then... "Well, that certainly sounds... typical." The half-demon offered.

Tullus arched a brow. "They should all be destroyed," he appended. "I suggest you don't waste your time, and your lives, trying to talk peace with those monsters. I can provide you with a full legion to go and slaughter them immediately."

Lyneth resisted the urge to sigh, if only with a superhuman effort. "We appreciate the offer, sir," she replied, "but we need to be certain it wasn't anything else. We haven't been given the option of going back empty-handed." She offered a helpless shrug. "If we go missing, though, I'd certainly rest easier knowing your men avenged us."


#487276 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 31 May 2018 - 06:34 PM

Krystia grinned, still blushing. "Thank you so much!" She pulled herself up out of the dip. "I don't know how to thank you."

As Krystia pulled Lyneth into a hug, the half-demon couldn't resist pulling her just a little too close - just for a tantalizing moment. With a playful giggle and a wink, Krystia was quickly released, however.

"Don't worry, I can." She teased, before promptly slipping away into the crowd. She was late for her date with Athens... and then with the Southwestern Wilds, after that.


#487230 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 28 May 2018 - 04:20 PM

Krystia blushed a deep crimson at Lyneth’s tease. For a brief moment, the half-succubus worried for her.

 

"I.. I mean..."

 

So when Lyneth explained her joke, she did so somewhat hastily. It seemed to help redirect young Krystia’s attention back to the hunk at hand, at least. Phew, minor crisis averted. I mean, no offense, sweetie, but if we spent that night I’d have to explain how things work… probably repeatedly.

 

Gods, I hope Athens knows his way around a woman.

 

"Aren't you and..." She paused, "the fancy nobleman. You know."

 

Lyneth kept grinning. She’d gotten used to doing that in the face of extreme crisis, and it shifted to a thoughtful pout. “Mh… yes, I suppose I should spend at least one night with him, first.” The half-demon nodded, taking the situation into quite serious consideration. Or at least, looking like she was.

 

Reaching a decision, Krystia exhaled. "I don't really know much about this kind of thing. I've never..." She trailed off for what felt like the thousandth time. "But I know Caiden feels something for me, I can see it in his eye."

 

“Mmmmmhm…” Lyneth nodded slowly, mostly to show she’d heard. She hadn’t had the pleasure of so much as a dance with the local Venatori legend, so there was only so much specific help could give. Fortunately for Krystia, Brys knew a lot of general technique.

 

“Well, let’s start with lesson number one, hm?” She grinned, shifting closer to Krystia and laying an arm across her shoulders. “You’ve gotta take command, girl.”

In one smooth motion she spun around Krystia, taking the younger woman by her shoulders. “Look ‘em in the eye, puff up your chest,” she followed her own advice in steps as she listed them off, “and remember to smile, sweetie. That’s the most important thing. Now, you try!”




#487201 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 25 May 2018 - 03:50 AM

"Krystia," Krystia mumbled faintly. "I'm pleasured to meet you. Oh gods, no, it's a pleasure. We should go and..."

 

She gestured vaguely in the direction of nothing in particular and trailed off.

 

Lyneth couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at that, a teasing smirk on her face. “Is it truly that much of a pleasure to meet me? My, and I thought you had the hots for Voros…” She giggled, before offering Krystia a gentle pat on the shoulder.

 

“I joke, Krystia. As I was saying, I mean to give you some pointers on approaching a man like Caiden. Unless you truly prefer spending your time with a girl like me.” Brys gave the younger Venator a wink and a grin, intent on leaving the option open to her young companion. It wasn’t like Voros was going to miss one of a dozen girls hounding him to spend a night with them...




#487195 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 24 May 2018 - 12:15 PM

Krystia spluttered indignantly as Lyneth dragged her away. She glanced at Caiden and noticed he was looking away. Clearly just as hurt as she was.

 

"What are you doing!?" She hissed. Krystia took a deep breath to centre herself.

 

Lyneth smiled apologetically. “Love, I’m trying-”

 

"Are you trying to steal Caiden from me? Or did you think we could share him?"

 

Brys balked at that visibly. It took her a long moment to control the sudden rush the idea of a threesome gave her. Her smile weakened as she finally shook herself out of it, and she gave ‘Krystine’ a pat on a shoulder.

 

“I’m more of a one on one girl myself.” She winked. “I just wanted to give you a little help, ah…”

There was a long, uncomfortable pause. The half-demon ended up clearing her throat a little loudly.

 

“...I can’t say I really recall your name, I apologize.” She flashed another smile. “I’m Lyneth, and you’re…?”

 



#487190 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 23 May 2018 - 04:10 PM

"Seems an all too common occurrence around here..." Athens commented, glancing over at Cyrus, and some of the other tragedy-stricken hunters that made up the homeguard of the Venatori.

 

Lyneth tilted her head slightly, studying her new companion as he got all thoughtful like that. He had a certain passive smolder as he did, and the half-demon’s lip curled into a playful grin as she noted all the little details she could spot. Gods, he was practically carved from marble. He’ll be fun to play with.

 

Athens' expression shifted back and he nodded politely to Lyneth. "That sounds like you have a plan, partner." Athens shot a playful wink at the girl and turned to walk towards the doors. "Would you mind leading the way, Miss Lyneth?"

 

Lyneth giggled at Athens’ wink, slipping her arm around his, an impish smile on her face. “It’ll be my pleasure, Sir Astoria.”

As she led him along, a few different happenings occurred. A loud, rude Inquisitor arrived, Brennus began to mix with the crowd himself, and-

 

Oh no, what’s the poor girl doing?

 

Lyneth found herself watching Kryst… Krystine? Yeah, that must’ve been it. The poor girl was trying to tackle Caiden Voros himself, the hunkiest hunk to ever end up shunning womankind. A heartfelt sigh escaped Brys’s lips as she gazed upon that beauty of a man, unresolved dreams circling her mind. Oh the fun they could have…

 

It took her a moment to shake herself out of it, pushing the voices to the back of her mind. Nuh uh, not now. A fellow girl needed help. Badly.

 

“Actually… do you mind claiming a table for us?” She smiled apologetically at Athens. “I think someone needs my help, if you know what I mean.” Lyneth gave him a nudge along with her hip. “Promise it won’t take too long, ‘sire’.” She winked playfully, slipping away into the crowd.

 

Moments later, Lyneth all but materialized by Kryst… ine’s side, intercepting her hand with her own. “Oh, Krystine, I’ve been looking all over for you!” She smiled widely, her pearly whites almost shimmering in the hall’s lighting. “I had some hunting techniques I wanted to show you!” She winked at the younger Venator, gently trying to guide her away. “Don’t worry gentlemen, I won’t be long~...” Brys added, flashing Caiden a warm grin as she hauled ‘Krystine’ off to safety.




#487150 A Dying Breed OOC - Rules, Character List, and Chat

Posted by Burger Warrior on 20 May 2018 - 08:12 PM

Athens is pretty sad that Lyneth doesn't find him pretty.

 

I wrote that post before actually sitting down and reading yours ;u;

She is happy to have a pretty boy coming with her c:




#487149 ZONE - Castle Greywatch (A Dying Breed - START)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 20 May 2018 - 08:00 PM

Well, call me a gold digger ‘cause I just struck the motherlode.

 

"I'd love to, if you'll take me." Athens called to Lyneth in response to her call for an ally. The young nobleman walked briskly over as he continued. "Do you mind taking me along? I'm dying to leave."

 

Brys almost had to bite her tongue to keep it from running across her lips. Gods damn this guy sure had a lot going for him. Her mind raced to recall information about him; her frequent hunts and travels left her coming up with little more than a blank. He sure had the general air of being new, but besides that...

 

Athens gave her a noble, yet charming smile and extended a hand. "Apologies... I am Athens, of Astoria. What might your name be?"

 

Lyneth flashed him a smile with her own pearly whites, taking his hand in a fairly dainty shake. She didn’t exactly have much strength to show for all her time with the Venatori. “Oh, just call me Lyneth.” She half-curtsied, recalling some manners she picked up from watching folks back in Kyjovia. “I’m afraid I don’t have much in the way of a title, myself. That shouldn’t be a problem, though, shall it?” Her smile widened a tad as she moved just a little closer…

"I'll join you two in a second." An all-too-familiar voice called out from across the room. Brys’s smile faltered for a moment as her gaze shifted to the phrase’s source, and she let out a small sigh when she recognized the armor-clad figure.

 

“I guess hunting in pairs isn’t in style, anymore.” Lyneth pouted, keeping her voice low enough so that mostly just Athens and anyone else very close by could hear. Considering how many people were speaking, that wasn’t particularly difficult. “Well, I guess you get a fun buddy and… him, for this trip.” She sighed, exaggerating her exasperation just slightly. “Gods, one accident happens and fun guys like him just... poof! turn into grumpy old men who wear armor and groan all the time.”

 

Lyneth found herself idly curling a lock of raven hair around one of her fingers; it was something of a passive tick of hers. “Hmph, well, we have a little time to ourselves while he’s busy. How ‘bout we grab something from the kitchen and make a plan over lunch?”

 



#486975 Lyneth Brys

Posted by Burger Warrior on 06 April 2018 - 11:45 AM

Lyneth Brys

 

Full Name: Lyneth Brys

Aliases: She has several... none of which are wise to say aloud in polite company.

 

Sex: Female

Race: Demon-kin (Achaean/Succubae)

Birthplace: Kyjovia (Black Lands)

 

Affinity: Lightning

Deity: Aphrodite

Faction: Venatori

 

Talents:

Marksmanship

Charisma

Monster Lore

Venator Herbalism

 

Attributes

Strength: 3

Agility: 7

Constitution: 4

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6

Spirit: 10

Luck: 5

 

Appearance:

While in human shape, Lyneth is a short young woman - somewhere in the realm of five feet tall, give or take a few inches - who possesses a rare natural beauty. Her long, curly, raven hair falls a little past her shoulders, though it’s often pulled into a loose ponytail to keep out of her way during hunts and the like. A few strands frame tanned, flawless face; which, in turn, is further decorated by her piercing blue eyes.

 

The rest of Lyneth’s shapely form is often concealed by her standard-issue cloak, though beneath that and her armor she isn’t afraid to reveal a little (note: actually a lot) of skin. It’s rather obvious to those who see her out of uniform that she enjoys showing off.

 

Her demonic form differs in much the same way a commoner might think; goat-like horns sprout from behind her ears, a spear-headed tail snakes out from just above her trousers, her eyes glow faintly; a pair of large, black, bat-like wings emerge from her shoulder blades, her already long nails stretch and harden into claws, and her canines sharpen to fang-like points.

 

Inventory: Venator Pack

  • 1 deepsilver chain shirt

  • 1 set of leather armor

  • 1 set of simple clothing

  • 1 steel handax

  • 1 crossbow

  • 20 iron-headed crossbow bolts

  • 5 silver-headed crossbow bolts

  • 1 silver dagger

  • 1 blue cloak

  • 1 silver Venator brooch

  • Flint and tinder

  • Potion supplies

  • 3 clean bandages

  • 2 healing ointment

  • 2 sense-enhancing potions

  • 1 strength-enhancing potion

  • 1 anti-lycanthropy potion

  • Water and rations

  • 1 hallucination poison dose

  • 1 sense-obscuring poison dose

  • 1 paralysis poison dose

 

Biography:

It is not particularly unusual to be the child of a succubus. At least, when it comes to those who are saddled with a demonic parent in the first place. Lyneth Brys was one of these misfortunate individuals, growing up in the slums of Kyjovia to an unhappy father and a distinctly absent mother. While her father viewed the whole of her demonic nature as a curse he tried time and again to cure - spending what little money he had on useless, often phony potions and elixirs - Lyneth quickly learned to take full advantage of her otherworldly beauty and passion. Whenever her father wasn’t trying to feed her another under-the-table cure for devil blood, the young girl was out in the streets on her own; making friends, currying favors, and - as times grew desperate - siphoning a little cash from the more fortunate.

 

Much to Lyneth’s dismay, her father had grown utterly obsessed with curing her; when she began stealing so they could buy food, he took the money (often by force when she resisted) to spend it on more phantom answers to his overblown problem. On the third night with no food, Brys realized she had to escape this domestic hell.

 

Lyneth slipped away - both from her home and from the city of Kyjovia at large - under the cover of dark, striking out into the wilderness alone and naive of the great dangers beyond civilization. It was really a miracle she made it so close to Blackwall before she was finally, inevitably, waylaid.

 

The bandits came from nowhere, and all at once Lyneth found herself in the clutches of murderers and worse. To say her skills - both hard-earned and… inherited - were put to the test would be an understatement as Brys fought all but physically to present herself as more than a pretty one-night affair. Her quick-thinking, penchant for thievery, and rather blurred morals all played a heavy part in her survival for two weeks under the watchful, malicious eyes of her new ‘hosts’. Finally, on the fourteenth day of her capture, the highwaymen made the mistake of taking cover from pursuing guards in the Forest of Shadows.

 

Lyneth took full advantage of the opportunity: over the course of the day, her captors disappeared one by one in the shadows, goaded into acts of stupid bravery by a pretty face. The final bandit, unwilling to leave the half-demon’s side, was found many days later with a dagger rammed squarely under his chin. By then, Lyneth was long gone.

 

Through all of this, Brys had come to blame her demon mother for the numerous trials that life had put her through, which ultimately led to why she stuck around Castle Greywatch. While she had first approached out of need for food, shelter, and some kind of company, the half-demon quickly realized she was in the presence of the Venatori. Monster hunters. It was the second most dangerous place she could possibly live in.

 

And yet… these were the people that could arm and train Lyneth to fight the kinds of creatures she had grown to hate so much. That she partly was. Joining a holy order of demon hunters like the Templars was simply too far out of Brys’s league - she’d never had problems with holy icons, but she also hadn’t exactly been in contact with those in the first place, and didn’t intend to take reckless risks of that sort - so being a part of the second-best hunters of non-humans was about the best Lyneth could ask for.

 

Thus, Lyneth has remained with the Venatori; though it is rare that she spends more than a day or two at Castle Greywatch. While she is more than thankful for the training and gear, her… nature makes extended stays with large groups of monster hunters an extremely bad idea (it is important to note that, despite this, she often goes on hunts with partners to both prevent herself going crazy with loneliness, keep her warm at night, and to reduce any suspicion being a frequently absent loner might bring).

 

Campaign History:

n/a

 

Relationships:

A little standing with the Venatori - her frequent travels keep her away from other hunters for long periods, aside from whoever is assigned to her as a partner. She switches those fairly often, for what are hopefully obvious reasons.

 

Personality:

Just from her appearance, it’s easy to note that Lyneth is a bit of a thrillseeker… both inside and out of bedroom. While she does her damnedest to hold back the more malicious edge of her demonic nature, Brys finds it difficult to hold back when it comes to being playful or teasing. While she’s sharp enough to know speaking too loudly while sneaking is not a good idea, in other situations - even in combat - it’s not uncommon for her to quip at allies and goad enemies only to fondly recollect their reactions afterwards. And continue to do so for a long time afterwards, especially whenever her victims are present.

 

That said, Lyneth can hold a grudge for longer than many seem to think, her memory proving sharp and accurate over extended periods of time.

 

Currency:

None, as of yet.




#486954 A Dying Breed - Sign-ups

Posted by Burger Warrior on 02 April 2018 - 12:46 PM

Well, guess I should officially mention I intend to make use of Lyneth Brys (when she is cleared and all that) instead of Lydus Sticky-Fingers. As excited as I was to play him in an environment where he'd be noticeably less of an asshole than normal, it's been a while since I made him and his character wasn't quite sticking, as it were. Sorry ^^;




#486906 HELP - Special Permission

Posted by Burger Warrior on 28 March 2018 - 07:20 PM

I am looking for permission to play a demon-kin. That’s, ah… pretty much it.

 

Full Name: Lyneth Brys

Aliases: She has several... none of which are wise to say aloud in polite company.

 

Sex: Female

Race: Demon-kin (Achaean/Succubae)

Birthplace: Kyjovia (Black Lands)

 

Affinity: Lightning

Deity: Aphrodite

Faction: Venatori

 

Talents:

Marksmanship

Charisma

Monster Lore

Venator Herbalism

 

Attributes

Strength: 3

Agility: 7

Constitution: 4

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6

Spirit: 10

Luck: 5

 

Appearance:

While in human shape, Lyneth is a short young woman - somewhere in the realm of five feet tall, give or take a few inches - who possesses a rare natural beauty. Her long, curly, raven hair falls a little past her shoulders, though it’s often pulled into a loose ponytail to keep out of her way during hunts and the like. A few strands frame tanned, flawless face; which, in turn, is further decorated by her piercing blue eyes.

 

The rest of Lyneth’s shapely form is often concealed by her standard-issue cloak, though beneath that and her armor she isn’t afraid to reveal a little (note: actually a lot) of skin. It’s rather obvious to those who see her out of uniform that she enjoys showing off.

 

Her demonic form differs in much the same way a commoner might think; goat-like horns sprout from behind her ears, a spear-headed tail snakes out from just above her trousers, her eyes glow faintly; a pair of large, black, bat-like wings emerge from her shoulder blades, her already long nails stretch and harden into claws, and her canines sharpen to fang-like points.

 

Inventory: Venator Pack

  • 1 deepsilver chain shirt

  • 1 set of leather armor

  • 1 set of simple clothing

  • 1 steel handax

  • 1 crossbow

  • 20 iron-headed crossbow bolts

  • 5 silver-headed crossbow bolts

  • 1 silver dagger

  • 1 blue cloak

  • 1 silver Venator brooch

  • Flint and tinder

  • Potion supplies

  • 3 clean bandages

  • 2 healing ointment

  • 2 sense-enhancing potions

  • 1 strength-enhancing potion

  • 1 anti-lycanthropy potion

  • Water and rations

  • 1 hallucination poison dose

  • 1 sense-obscuring poison dose

  • 1 paralysis poison dose

 

Biography:

It is not particularly unusual to be the child of a succubus. At least, when it comes to those who are saddled with a demonic parent in the first place. Lyneth Brys was one of these misfortunate individuals, growing up in the slums of Kyjovia to an unhappy father and a distinctly absent mother. While her father viewed the whole of her demonic nature as a curse he tried time and again to cure - spending what little money he had on useless, often phony potions and elixirs - Lyneth quickly learned to take full advantage of her otherworldly beauty and passion. Whenever her father wasn’t trying to feed her another under-the-table cure for devil blood, the young girl was out in the streets on her own; making friends, currying favors, and - as times grew desperate - siphoning a little cash from the more fortunate.

 

Much to Lyneth’s dismay, her father had grown utterly obsessed with curing her; when she began stealing so they could buy food, he took the money (often by force when she resisted) to spend it on more phantom answers to his overblown problem. On the third night with no food, Brys realized she had to escape this domestic hell.

 

Lyneth slipped away - both from her home and from the city of Kyjovia at large - under the cover of dark, striking out into the wilderness alone and naive of the great dangers beyond civilization. It was really a miracle she made it so close to Blackwall before she was finally, inevitably, waylaid.

 

The bandits came from nowhere, and all at once Lyneth found herself in the clutches of murderers and worse. To say her skills - both hard-earned and… inherited - were put to the test would be an understatement as Brys fought all but physically to present herself as more than a pretty one-night affair. Her quick-thinking, penchant for thievery, and rather blurred morals all played a heavy part in her survival for two weeks under the watchful, malicious eyes of her new ‘hosts’. Finally, on the fourteenth day of her capture, the highwaymen made the mistake of taking cover from pursuing guards in the Forest of Shadows.

 

Lyneth took full advantage of the opportunity: over the course of the day, her captors disappeared one by one in the shadows, goaded into acts of stupid bravery by a pretty face. The final bandit, unwilling to leave the half-demon’s side, was found many days later with a dagger rammed squarely under his chin. By then, Lyneth was long gone.

 

Through all of this, Brys had come to blame her demon mother for the numerous trials that life had put her through, which ultimately led to why she stuck around Castle Greywatch. While she had first approached out of need for food, shelter, and some kind of company, the half-demon quickly realized she was in the presence of the Venatori. Monster hunters. It was the second most dangerous place she could possibly live in.

 

And yet… these were the people that could arm and train Lyneth to fight the kinds of creatures she had grown to hate so much. That she partly was. Joining a holy order of demon hunters like the Templars was simply too far out of Brys’s league - she’d never had problems with holy icons, but she also hadn’t exactly been in contact with those in the first place, and didn’t intend to take reckless risks of that sort - so being a part of the second-best hunters of non-humans was about the best Lyneth could ask for.

 

Thus, Lyneth has remained with the Venatori; though it is rare that she spends more than a day or two at Castle Greywatch. While she is more than thankful for the training and gear, her… nature makes extended stays with large groups of monster hunters an extremely bad idea (it is important to note that, despite this, she often goes on hunts with partners to both prevent herself going crazy with loneliness, keep her warm at night, and to reduce any suspicion being a frequently absent loner might bring).

 

Campaign History:

n/a

 

Relationships:

A little standing with the Venatori - her frequent travels keep her away from other hunters for long periods, aside from whoever is assigned to her as a partner. She switches those fairly often, for what are hopefully obvious reasons.

 

Personality:

Just from her appearance, it’s easy to note that Lyneth is a bit of a thrillseeker… both inside and out of bedroom. While she does her damnedest to hold back the more malicious edge of her demonic nature, Brys finds it difficult to hold back when it comes to being playful or teasing. While she’s sharp enough to know speaking too loudly while sneaking is not a good idea, in other situations - even in combat - it’s not uncommon for her to quip at allies and goad enemies only to fondly recollect their reactions afterwards. And continue to do so for a long time afterwards, especially whenever her victims are present.

 

That said, Lyneth can hold a grudge for longer than many seem to think, her memory proving sharp and accurate over extended periods of time.

 

Currency:

 



#486877 A Dying Breed - Sign-ups

Posted by Burger Warrior on 26 March 2018 - 04:57 PM

Awwwww yes!

Well, I've had Lydus Sticky-Fingers sitting on the back-burner for a while, guess this is his time to shine (and not just act like a jerk in a random tavern after coming face-to-face with a certain Tom :P ).

 

And Percula Saffron may or may not be somewhere in the background, as per usual :3




#486444 Resurrection

Posted by Burger Warrior on 19 January 2018 - 09:59 PM

I'll join the support for the Venatori campaign. Granted, I imagine a certain pixie will be making an appearance there if I remember the idea right, but I'll try to do more with a plain old Venatori lad than her. XD




#485981 ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

Posted by Burger Warrior on 08 November 2017 - 04:31 PM

Korvarl finally stepped forward as the abominable demon was banished, though his eyes remained warily set on Caiden. They didn’t know what kind of demon he was, and apparently the other had been trying to manipulate them. Granted… maybe this was some kind of weird illusion to trick them into fighting each other. Or… something. The dwarf groaned, his head starting to ache. Gods damn this ‘adventure’ and all the ills it had brought them.

 

"All yours" Allya told him after ensuring the demon was really gone, stepping back and gesturing at the now-vacant summoning circle.

 

Silvershield nodded, stepping up to the circle and looking through the book, looking for the most potent - or at least the most plausible - celestial he could try to summon. On that note, which god was likely to take up their cause the most? Aw hells…

 

He took in the surrounding groups, taking a wild guess at their faiths. They did have a big ol’ warrior woman, one who undoubtedly praised the Aesir or Vanir. Same with the elf ladies and Elnira, too. Maybe that blonde Venator as well, Age-what’s-his-face. Besides them, though… Ah whatever, we outnumber ‘em. He decided with a shrug. Turning his full attention to the book, he wondered if a valkyrie or something of the sort would come to their aid. That’ll be something to tell the kids…

 

“Well, let’s see if this works.” He muttered - mostly to himself - before getting to work.

 

------

 

Percula stayed close to Caid - as she was wont to do - while Garandros and Agethar closed in. Oh boy…

 

Agethar turned out to be the more accepting of the two, reprimanding Garadros when the gruff man asked what had happened. Voros answered regardless.

 

"Some kind of demonic mutations," Caiden replied to Garandros. "From cursed obsidian... I can explain everything I know about it once we're out of this place," he finished for the both of them, though it was clear he wasn't too keen on doing that. Percula rested a hand on his shoulder to try easing his mood. It’s gonna be okay, Caid...

 

"For now, just trust me. Although I know it might not be easy to do."

 

“...If it’s any help,” Percula added, slipping in between Caiden and the other two. This did little more than accentuate how much smaller she was than him, and how bad she was at taking attention from Voros; much less when he was mutated like this. “I’ve been with him for…” She paused, realizing she hadn’t exactly kept track. “...a long while,” she finally settled with a sheepish grin, “and he hasn’t changed a bit. At least, not thanks to… uh, this.” Saffron clarified, poking a nearby tentacle. She resisted snickering at its reaction, trying to remember that normal people would be freaked out by all the demonic protrusions that Caid gained in this form, rather than amused.

 



#485940 VIDYA GAME SUPERPOLL(tm)

Posted by Burger Warrior on 01 November 2017 - 10:32 AM

I guess I should get some kind of post up to explain my own choices >u>

I personally voted for shotguns and crazy guns, when it comes to weaponry. Shotguns are my first true love in any particular shooter (mostly because I'm plain bad at aiming for people's heads, or at them in general beyond a certain range. Also high burst damage, baby) but crazy guns often turn out to be more fun in games that have them. In Warframe in particular, I've gathered combinations of the two. Automatic shotguns that fire more ammo per shot the longer you hold the trigger, a small cannon that floods a fair-sized area with a wace of radiation, a gorram rifle that shoots glass to explode and carve up clusters of bad guys...

I also had to pick the mage when it came to voting for classes. I am and always will have a love for technical magic, pouring over spellbooks and immersing myself in the minutiae of complex systems like Pathfinder's and D&D's. And there's nothing quite like being able to hurl a fireball or simply grow the Barbarian to massive size to deal with a crowd. Choices, choices...

For the final choice, though, I had to go gamist.

It's not that I dislike simulation games or narrative games; I have a good few hundred hours put into Arma, as well as a couple games I've barely touched if only because I played the story once and felt satisfied (i.e. Undertale, for example. Still can't bring myself to do a genocide run). However, I place gameplay over this because I often find solid gameplay can help you create your own stories. For example, Planetside 2: most times I pp
op into this massive-scaled Battlefield-esque shooter, I end up as part of a campaign or loosely-tied squad battling across a continent. I have both witnessed and led charges I still try to put into words around other people - and often fail because I'm a socially awkward mess IRL. However, my point is that ultimately I get a lot of really cool war stories out of Planetside 2, an all-multiplayer PvE shioter, because of its solid gameplay features that help craft those experiences. It's kind of amazing and I regularly find myself wishing for similar experiences.

Anyway, that's about it. Soyeah.