(OOC: Gorou agreed for me to go ahead, hence why the order is out of order right now)
(BIC:) Dimino glared at the axe fighter as he changed his target. He paid no mind to the other newcomer whom Dimino thinks he has his own agenda, but if it means taking down these dishonorable warriors, then he welcomes the newcomers assistance. He charged after the fighter as he rushed toward Lulu and Gorou. This cowardly foe made a huge mistake: Never turn your back on your foe, a mistake Dimino was going to exploit! Dimino shifted his stance as he rose his shield and lance in front of him.
"I'm not done with you yet coward!" Dimino yells out as he charged after the fighter, intent on tackling the axe wielder away from Lulu and Gorou before his attack makes contact. "Poté min gyríseis tin pláti sou se énan echthró!" Dimino yelled out as he began his tackle with his shield and lance in front of him. If this tackle landed, it would surely mess up the fighters plans to target Lulu and Gorou. As he got closer, he also swung his lance and shield at the axe fighter. If these dishonorable people wanted to target Lulu, they'd have to get by him first, which in of itself was not an easy feat. I will redeem myself...I will not fail again...I will NOT let this be a repeat of the battle in Lycia! Dimino thought as he continued his charge.
(OOC: I'm sorry for the troubles, I wasn't having enough time to think and to reply at the time...)
"That takes care of that Renevant... The Young Mage said to himself and sighed in relief, the least amount of Magic he used to kill those monsters the better for him, as he would get tired if he used too much Magic. He noticed the Pegasus Knight being close to him, his social awkwardness was beginning to show as he started blushing while looking at her, he shook his head quickly as getting distracted was not a good thing at the moment, 'Not now! Finish this skirmish, and then talk to her...if it's possible, then...uh...wait! What am I doing?! This is not the place for this!' His mind was not in the right place as for a couple of moments he was lost in his mind, distracted. I have to finish this, but if I don't get the chance to talk to her after this battle ends? And if we have to flee? And how to even begin talking to her? It looked like he was daydreaming.
However he stopped daydreaming about it when he noticed the axe raising up to attack them, he whimpered in fear as the bandit was ready to attack, he would not have enough time to charge and throw a fireball that could really damage or finish the bandit off, but he had to try or else the two could be in a lot of trouble, in a bit of a desperate moment he raised his hands forward and blasted a large fireball at the bandit, however this blast would have some consequences in due time.
As the first mercenary cries in anguish, his not-quite-sane brother turns and looks on in horror at his impaled chest.
"Brother!" He cried out, unaware of the blast of magic hurtling towards him from Gorou. In a few seconds time, nothing remained of his body but a pile of ashes. Lulu smiled down at Gorou, who appeared to be daydreaming. She giggled a bit. He seemed kinda cute... Funny, how battling together makes complete strangers closer than they ever could've been before.
"Nice shot!" Lulu shouted at Gorou and gave him a thumbs up. Now, all that remained of their attackers were a couple of Revenants... Lulu made short work of them, impaling them both with her lance in a matter of seconds. They moaned in anguish and faded into black smoke. Now... The battle was over. Lulu breathed a sigh of relief as she guided Ilia back to the ground, where she dismounted her pegasus.
"Thank you all, for your h-help." Lulu said shyly. "I d-don't know if I'd have made it out a-alive without any of you." She turned to them all, smiling brightly. Her gaze lingered upon Gorou a few moments longer than the others. "I s-suppose introductions are in order? M-my name is Lulu Aurelis. D-daughter of Kara Aurelis, pegasus knight of I-ilia, and Terrance Aurelis, her husband and a scholar." Her pegasus nickered and nuzzled her a bit. Lulu giggled happily and turned to the others once more. "And this is Ilia, my pegasus. She's a needy one."
The golden cavalier quickly closes the distance between him and the group, after the last Revenants fall. Laughing mightily, he enthusiastically introduces himself to his new allies. "Huzzah! A marvellous showing, comrades! I am Abelard the Brave, the most heroic warrior in all of Elibe! What a splendid name you have, Miss Aurelis!" Climbing off of his steed, the man recoils slightly from his leg injury, limping slightly but attempting his best to not reveal it. Slapping a hand onto his steed, he begins to speak again in the same booming voice. "This is my most valiant mount, Valant! He is the offspring of my first steed, Marvel, and he too is a champion of justice in this land!" Valant neighs loudly at this, seemingly sharing his owner's fondness for chivalrous antics.
It was quite astonishing that this many people had been here to lend a helping hand, but being a firm believer that the just always prevail, Abelard knew for certain that some sort of divine fate had brought them together to protect this girl and win the day. Whether they would stay together though, was a different matter entirely.
Looking over at his newfound allies, he begins to weigh them up. "My, we have certainly formed a motley crew! A fierce knight! The fairest maiden upon these emerald plains! The most lionhearted young mage I have ever laid eyes upon! This was a spectacular battle, and I greatly thank you for your assistance!" He was immensely grateful for these fighters showing up, and he knew that they too must be pure of heart. However, Abelard then notices the fourth face in his group, a man cloaked in black. "Why, I was not aware that you were even here, chum! Come and know be better, man!" Placing his hands confidently upon his hips, he strikes his signature, cliche heroic pose. "You are certainly a quite one, aren't you? Like a shadow, striking and purging the demons of this land in stealthy silence!" The man certainly seemed shady, and Abelard briefly wondered what his intentions were.
Post by Stefanos Katsaros on May 28, 2018 20:25:41 GMT -6
Stefanos had watched in amazement at the fact that ragtag of nobodies had cleared out the group of revenants in mere moments, as well as the ones that summoned them. He let out a deep sigh, he was going to capture the sword bandit to... ask some questions, in ways most people wouldn't think of doing. Oh well, plans don't always go accordingly, just gotta readjust them on the fly. Collect the box, it's key, and finish out what he had said he was going to do.
The woman on the pegasus had seemed like the leader of sorts, or at least the group had rallied around her. They were all small fries compared to the former owner of that box, but playing a game of cat and mouse with them could prove to be entertaining and make up for the fact that he was going to have to hear about letting his target die from his superiors.
Stefanos had a devilish grin on his face after Lulu had introduced herself to her new friends, he remained silent as Abelard introduced himself before addressing him. "Heh, I didn't realize that people named corpse." Keeping his daggers in hand, at his side the entire time he could feel a tingly sensation in them, it was a mixture of excitement and fury. "If you had used the ones you slain as a distraction you could have made an escape but now you face the world's strongest man, alone."
His hands tilted back slightly where he could feel the tips of the daggers on the back of his forearms as his body leaned forward and he lunged forward, quickly. He took a few steps forward before he sprung a couple of feet into the air and vanished, only to reappear directly in front of Lulu. [Warp used]. Stefanos spun in the air, slashing Lulu with his right dagger and continued his motion. Once his left hand was in prime position he drove the dagger into her chest, missing her heart by centimeters, which was his target. He didn't want her to die instantly, he wanted her to witness what holy hell was about to be unleashed.
(OOC: Gorou agreed that me and him can switch orders for the remainder of this thread, sorry if this causes any confusions!)
(BIC:) Dimino was about to introduce himself when the shady person that appeared earlier suddenly attacked Lulu! Dimino wasn't sure what to do at this point. Though as much as he hated to admit it, he knew that this shady person was far too powerful for even Dimino to take on by himself! He hurried by Lulus side as he gripped his lance. "Ochi! Mi petháneis tóra tóra!" Dimino yelled out. They needed to get her to a healer and fast! But it's likely that the nearest village or town was still miles away! What to do...if any of them stay behind to fight this newcomer, they'd likely get killled easily. Yet if they all try to get Lulu to safety, then it's likely the newcomer would kill them all too!
"Abelard! Get Lulu to safety, now!" Dimino commanded as he ripped part of his cape off to soak up the blood on Lulu. If it had to be either of them that could likely get her to a village or town, Abelard was likely the best candidate since he had a mount. Granted the Pegasi could just easily get her to safety, Dimino wasn't sure if Lulu would be stable enough to fly that far without any medical treatment. "Gorou, it's an honor to meet you again, but I wished we could have met again under better circumstances. Follow behind me, we're going to get Lulu to safety!" He said. Dimino failed once already in Lycia, he was not going to fail again! "Deilé! Écho gnorísei listés pou échoun perissóteri timí apó eséna! Epíthesi enós athóou atómou, tha párete ti dikaiosýni pou sas axízei!" Dimino yelled out to the assassin in his tribal language.
Post by Stefanos Katsaros on Jun 12, 2018 2:37:00 GMT -6
All of the monsters had been killed off, as well as their lords. Stefanos had dealt with the 'leader' of the group they were attacking who had seemed like the strongest. "It would be hardly fair to fight the lot of you at my full strength. I'll take pity on you and go at you with roughly twenty five percent of that." As he finished his final sentence he returned his right dagger to it's sheath. While his hand was behind his back he dug a couple things out from the small sack near his sheaths.
"If you think you're going to retreat, even with me holding back as much it isn't going to be an easy feat." In a flash he flung his right hand in front of him releasing needles towards Lulu, bringing his right hand towards his left shoulder before doing the same motion in the opposite direction throwing more needles. He had hit his marks, missing the girl but hitting whatever cloth that laid around her to pin her to her location.
His attention had turned to Dimino now. "Your heathen tongue, it shall be cut free from your mouth." He brought his left hand closer to his face as his body started to crouch closer together. Currently he had no option to close the gap between them and deliver a killing blow, in fact he wanted to see what the rest of the group had to offer so he opted to let them take the first attack.
To put it simply, the golden cavalier was in sheer shock. This cloaked man - no, monster, who he had thought to be an ally had swiftly executed the girl, and left the group in shambles. How did a mortal man possess such strength? It was godly. He had extended a hand of kinship, and this man had spat on it and swatted down the young pegasus rider like a fly. Glancing over to the fallen girl, he knew that although Dimino had wished for him to save her, it was very unlikely that he could unpin the girl and get her to safety, and even if he could get her free from the needles, she would more than likely bleed out. Hastily, he decides that he'd be in a much better state if he was mounted, rather than standing around uselessly.
This fiend...! The man seemed immortal, but Abelard knew that splintering away from the group would only cause them to be picked off one by one; if they wanted to stand a chance, him and his remaining two allies would have to work together. Shambling back over to Valant, a searing pain shot through Abelard's leg - the slash he had received from the sword-wielding rogue earlier was clearly far more severe than he had initially thought, and he could feel a warm trickle of blood drizzling down his leg. Eventually, he managed to climb atop his mount thanks to the soldier gaining the attention of the assassin, although it was done with a slight struggle as his injured leg weakened his ability to mount his horse.
He had been warned to flee while he still could along with the girl, but it was abundantly clear that this was not in fact an option. With his righteous nature, how could he possibly turn tail and allow this man to slaughter the people he had been fighting alongside? Readying his sword, he watched the mysterious figure take a new stance and decided now would be the best time to launch an attack, before he would have the chance to strike down the black haired soldier. Even if his assault failed, he could buy Dimino some more time to plan his next move. Commanding the reigns of Valant the best he could, he charged towards Stefanos and swung his sword. "I shall smite you, cur!"
Dimino continued to grip his lance as he glared at the assassin in question. "Tha íthela na sas do na dokimásete deilí!" he declares in his foreign language. He then charges at the assassin as Abelard charged at him at the same time. Surely there was no way the assassin could survive facing the two of them no matter how experienced he was! Dimino was strong, he is a warrior of his warrior tribe, and he sure as heck was going to show this coward why he is a true warrior! He may not be as strong as some of the other warriors back in Lycia such as sir Vincent or the sage, but he wasn't going to back down to anyone!
As he charged, Dimino rose his shield as he prepared to bash the assassin with it while raising his lance to strike from the side in case the shield bash did not work. "Oi theoí échoun éleos gia tin psychí sou, giatí den tha écho éleos gia séna!" Dimino shouts out as well. He was quite frankly very angry at this dishonorable coward, they aid the group in the defense only to turn around and stab them right in the back...literally and figuratively. Only to protect the cavalier and mage would he even CONSIDER retreating. No turning back, no hesitation, no mercy. He failed once in Lycia, and to a degree, he failed here too. He was not going to leave without enacting his revenge!
Kenshin had set out with Isamu, Kohaku, and Jurou after pushing Etruria out of Sacae in attempts to route any stranglers. Every week or so the group would stop at Bulgar to resupply, today was one of those days. The men had separated doing their own thing, Kenshin had been picking up some additional arrows as well as strings for his bow in the event the one he was using snapped. Isamu was tasked with gathering some bandages and other items to treat wounds, Kohaku was getting spices and other things to cook with, and Jurou was talking with the people of Bulgar to see if there was any information about Etrurian troops out and about on the plains.
It didn't take people long to start talking about what had started on the outskirts of the town, where a group of undead had appeared and a small skirmish started. Nobody in the battle had seemed to be Sacaen so they paid little attention to the battle outside of the event it made it's way to the town. The first one to hear about it in Kenshin's group was Kohaku so he went to gather the others to deal with the outsider's conflict. It didn't take very long for him to find Jurou and Isamu but with Kenshin being on the other side of town it would take a little bit for them to reach him. The four men had made it to the exit closest to the battle without haste.
By time the group made it where the battle was, the monsters had been slain and Kenshin saw two men on the ground as well as a woman bleeding out pinned down. There had been two men currently engaging a hooded man wielding a dagger. Kenshin stood there not speaking as he watched the events take place.
Post by Stefanos Katsaros on Jul 21, 2018 3:45:35 GMT -6
Stefanos watched as the man limped towards his horse, in his mind he played out what seemed to be hundreds of different methods he could have dropped him before he reached the horse. But he was a man of his word, he was going to take it easy on the remaining group. He waited for the assault from the group, he noted the heathen spewing out his heretics was preparing for an attack as well, he could see movements in the distance heading in their directions. Stefanos thought it was weird that the savages would do anything to outsiders in a quarrel. No matter, he'll deal with them when the time comes.
The heathen was coming in hot, with the horseman not too far behind. The two were coming towards him at different angles, deflecting one of their attacks to block the other was going to be too difficult with one being on horseback using just a single dagger. The stance the heathen had taken gave him what he was looking for, he prepared himself for the shield bash and once he was hit he used the momentum to push his body further away from them, twisting in the air to avoid the lance.
Stefanos landed on his shoulder and rolled back to his feet, by now the Sacaens were upon them and he got a good look at what appeared to be the leader. He had direct orders not to engage this so called 'Crimson Demon', but this was one he was about to ignore. He reached behind himself and pulled out his second dagger before laughing. "Today is the day a new legend will be born on these plains. The day where Stefanos Katsaros slain the legendary Crimson Demon."
The corpse of both the living and undead laying everywhere, the two men attacking the hooded man, then his actions and cocky statement had spelled out what had happened here to Kenshin. The hooded man must have taken out all of the undead and the three people lying there with their blood spilled everywhere. "Isamu, Kohaku, and Jurou. Escort these three to safety, I'll deal with this one here." Kohaku acknowledged Kenshin's request and called for the other three to follow them.
If Stefanos was dual wielding swords it would be easier to deal with, but he had a pair of daggers. It would be easier for him to force Kenshin to block and move in with a stab. Kenshin was fairly confident in his abilities but based on what he could guess this man wasn't something to be taken lightly. He pulled his Wo Dao out with his right hand, raised it above his head with the sharp edge facing up and the tip towards Stefanos, then his regal blade with his left hand leaving it directly in front of him slightly tilted towards Stefanos. Kenshin didn't have very much experience fighting with two swords at once, but had enough confidence in holding his ground vs using a single blade in this situation.
There was a gentle breeze blowing across Kenshin's face as he heard a whisper in his ear. "You're scared to fight him aren't you? Give me what I want and you'll win for sure." Amanojaku whispered in his ear.
"If you're truly the 'World's Strongest Man' then what are you waiting for? Clearly you're not intimidated by my legend or are you waiting for an invention?"
Wait a minute... the Crimson Demon? He heard tales of that title during his travels, but he never seen the man himself in action. As much as he'd love to stick around to A: continue his fight with this cowardly villain and B: to test himself against this Crimson Demon, but he knows that this is a fight he can't win by himself. He remains silent as he was escorted by the remaining three that were with him. If the rumors he heard of this person was true, than Dimino knew that this "Crimson Demon" was more than a match for this person.
He continued to grip his lance as he looked back. Next time that he met this Crimson Demon, he wanted to give him the proper thanks, but alas, for now, he needed to escape this bout with his life. Though he was indeed a warrior of his tribe, he knew that being careless and refusing to follow would just cost him his life. "Kalí týchi, o Kenshin, o Prótos Daímonas. Dóste ston deiló aftón tin timoría pou tou axízei. Good luck, Kenshin, the Crimson Demon. Give this coward the punishment he deserves." Dimino says softly as he follows away from the conflict, lance gripped in one hand and shield in the other. Maybe next time once he's proven he's worthy of the tribes weapon that protected them, he could challenge Kenshin to a duel but for now, he just leaves as he continues to hope that the assassin gets what he deserves.
The assassin's strength was godly in comparison to the two men's, and Abelard was assured of this fact upon seeing the cloaked man nimbly avoid the pincer attack that him and the Sacaen had put in motion. This was certainly a losing fight, but a fight he would have to partake in... or so he thought. Seemingly a respite sent from the gods, a band of Sacaen warriors had appeared and seemingly joined in the fray. Normally, this would spur him to fight on, but seeing that the man who had appeared was none other than the Crimson Demon, he knew it would be wiser to take this moment to fall back rather than join in on a clash of titanic strength. Furthermore, Abelard knew that he could not fight to his fullest with such a dire injury to one of his legs.
Falling back alongside Dimino and Kenshin's entourage, the golden cavalier took one last look at the cloaked demon, mentally vowing that he would someday become adept enough on horseback to purge the land of such monstrosities. However, that day was evidently not today as he knew that both he and his steed were already at a breaking point against such a fearsome opponent. Looking over to Dimino, he could see a similar burning determination in the knight's eyes, although right now, even the optimistic and heroic cavalier knew that it would be best to flee and recuperate. He could not avenge the fair maiden that had fallen on these emerald plains, but he had a strong hope that the Crimson Demon of Sacae could.
Post by Stefanos Katsaros on Dec 31, 2018 0:31:42 GMT -6
Stefanos raised a finger before placing it back on the handles of his daggers, almost like a wave like motion. He liked this 'Crimson Demon', not only was he full of himself but he invited his own death. He was unsure of his fighting style, but the reports Stefanos had read placed his as a single sword user. The second one got his blood pumping, was it something the Crimson Demon done against a foe he felt worthy?
"How would I prove that I was the world's strongest man if I struck down the Crimson Demon before he was prepared to fight? That would only prove my cowardliness." Stefanos finally responded. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the full truth. He was attempting to assess his foe before striking, perhaps Kenshin was duel wielding swords because he knew he'd have an advantage in range. His stance appeared to one for both offense and defense, the blade in the front to block an attack and the one above his head to deal a blow.
Stefanos placed both hands behind himself pulling out two small bags, he dropped one on the ground a few feet ahead of him then threw one up in the air in front of him. As it fell he kicked it back up and it began to release smoke from it [Smoke Grenade used] then spun around kicking it towards Kenshin. After spinning a full 360 degrees he started to sprint forward, his right foot stepping on the bag he dropped causing a burst of wind [Vortex Grenade used] to launch him towards Kenshin, landing on his left foot he kept the momentum going he kept running towards him and swung his right dagger at the swordsman.