ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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[attr="class","ALPpostwrap"] His declaration came as a surprise to her, unable to imagine that he would feel guilty about his methods. Either way, she appreciated the sentiment and nodded in response before promptly leaving the room. Part of her was glad she could finally get away from him, but another fraction felt disappointed that she wouldn’t satisfy her curiosity. Alura would respect the privacy between him and her goddess. [break][break] Izanami wasn’t in her study like normal, and instead after extra time spent, the adventurer found the elusive god in the kitchens, watching over the chefs preparing a meal. “Izanami-sama,” Alura said, interrupting the goddess giving directions, “Niyol--.......The strange man wants to be graced with your presence,” she said, glancing around the room. “... is all of this for him? It’s too early to be preparing dinner..” Alura inquired, not knowing what game her goddess was playing at. Why go through such lengths for him, --he already broke a bed! [break][break] It wouldn’t take convincing for the goddess, as she already anticipated the upcoming meeting. Instead, she made her way to the guest room where the stranger was stationed, followed by a servant who wheeled up the meal on a cart. [break][break] Izanami entered the room, had the server leave the cart near the door and promptly closed it. She had faith that none of her faithful followers would not dare to eavesdrop on the two, --not that they needed to anyways. [break][break] “Please eat,” she asked before taking a look around the room to inspect the damage. What’s more, is she felt the presence of his magic here in a much stronger form than when he was unconscious. It was both familiar and strange at the same time. Comforting. [break][break] “I have no detailed knowledge of what you are, all I know is what I feel,” she answered. The god had been alive since creation, and while she had a mortal mind, she had an immortal heart and had no understanding of his existence throughout history. [break][break] “You are no prisoner of mine Niyol,” she explained, clarifying that she had no hand in the actions of the cultists, “Where they got the power to summon an entity from another plane is beyond me. I suspect some foul play amongst the gods here; it is the only feasible answer.” [break][break] Stepping closer, Izanami also sat on the couch, though on the opposite end of Niyol. “I can sense you carry your own magical power, though it has not replenished since you have come to my mansion. I have come to the conclusion that it is because magic does not exist freely in this land. It is solely infused in certain aspects of this world, in the form of crystals, and rare pockets of the earth. The elves currently occupy such a place…. If you wish to recuperate your stores, we have options, --especially if it can help you return to your home world.” [attr="class","ALPtag"] NIYOL
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ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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[attr="class","ALPpostwrap"] First impressions were always important, and her immediate intuition told her that Niyol was dangerous. He possessed powers that she had never heard of, and his methods were precarious, causing an amount of uncertainty to build up in the adventurer. [break][break] He staggered from her hit, though it was not his jaw that he felt the sting of pain, but rather his head. Suddenly, as if a switch flipped he spoke so that she could understand. “Hold up--” she started before he raised his hand in protest. It was a move she often saw from Izanami, but Alura didn’t kindly take to being silenced. [break][break] Despite his praise, she scowled, having ‘waited’ for him to finally get his bearings. She sympathized him, at least a little bit, but not enough to justify for his actions. [break][break] Either way, he granted her the questions she wanted, in return for his own answers. She was the one that had saved him, and she was surprised to find that he remembered the image of her eyes. While they were an emboldened feature of her’s, they were often not the first characteristic she was identified by. [break][break] At the end, she found herself having even more questions, mostly concerning the relationship of Izanami and this stranger. Perhaps they knew each other from before, but that wouldn’t explain how he had no knowledge about her. [break][break] “Centuries ago, gods descended from the heavens to live on the surface. Groups of mortals flocked to the gods because they offer us the ‘Blessing’ to strengthen us,” she explained, crossing her arms and leaning against the wall behind her, “If you have no knowledge of that history, then you really must be from far away. --Gods created this lower world and all the countries on the earth.”[break][break] “I can tell you have unfinished business with my goddess. I can fetch her if that is what you want.” [attr="class","ALPtag"] NIYOL
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ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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[attr="class","ALPpostwrap"] She didn’t hold his hand for long; he wouldn’t let her, as he immediately reacted defensively. Her hand reeled back to safety, startling her into backing up from the bed. Her eyes tracked him as he leapt up from the bed in a surge of power, landing horizontally against the ceiling. [break][break] As he hung there, she was dumb struck with confusion, barely just missing the weapon he manifested in his hand. This was his magic, she could tell that much at least, and his stance gave off the impression that he wanted to fight. [break][break] She didn’t have her weapon here however to counter him, and instead would have to rely on dodging any advancement if he made one. Alura grimaced, her brows furrowing as she glanced back towards the bed, “You are gonna have to pay for that!,” she called up to him before she realized he was falling. [break][break] Whatever force held him to the ceiling plane, didn’t keep him there, and he appeared to be just as confused as she was. Still keeping her distance, the woman watched as he struggled to get up and move around. He should still be resting, but was apparently a very stubborn fool. [break][break] The language he spoke was one she had never heard and she did not understand anything other than the demeanor he portrayed, --Including when he pointed his weapon at her; to which she responded by raising her hands in a form of surrender or peace. [break][break] This man was strange. He looked strange, acted strange, and felt strange. However, not in a negative fashion. Alura was actually curious about who he was and where he came from, and maybe why the cult wanted him. [break][break] "Non mwen se Niyol."[break][break] Her head tilted in confusion, and he repeated a fraction of the phrase a few times more. It was his name, --Niyol. [break][break] “A-Alura…” she responded, trying to keep up with his gestures. She still showed an amount of caution as he walked closer, and she stepped backwards until her body touched the wall behind her. [break][break] He stared at her, his eyes locked on her own in a mesmerizing fashion. It served as a distraction for the sudden movement which caused her to step forward into him. Their bodies touched, lips embracing one another in a kiss. [break][break] Her eyes grew wide with surprise before she retaliated swiftly, her teeth biting down hard upon his bottom lip with enough force to draw blood, and her fist clenched tightly. Pulling back from the man, she reared her shoulder back before sending her fist forward in an attempt to knock him right in the jaw. [attr="class","ALPtag"] NIYOL
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ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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[attr="class","ALPpostwrap"] Dark orbs darkened, consciousness fading from the stranger as she tried to aid him. She recognized the symptoms of mind zero, knowing that he wouldn’t waken for quite some time, --depending on how vast his stores of magic power are. Not only that, but he had some particularly nasty wounds that needed some immediate attention. [break][break] The trip back to the city of Orario was long and arduous, a large boaz carrying the cultist victim the whole way home. They brought him to the domain of their goddess, as her large palace had plenty of room and supplies to accommodate the stranger. [break][break] Izanami’s reaction to the potential scapegoat intrigued Alura. Surprise was an expression that the goddess normally never shared, and upon touching the man, the goddess immediately retreated to her study without saying a word. [break][break] Alura had the man cleaned, and his wounds dressed, though he still didn’t wake. It wasn’t normal that Mind Zero would keep someone asleep for so long. All the while she thought back on to what he said to her before passing out. It was a word she didn’t identify, though she didn’t know other languages. [break][break] ‘Where did he come from?’ [break][break] A whole twelve hours had passed before Izanami returned, and in her hand was a pouch of viscous liquid. It radiated magical energy and had an interesting color, which piqued the adventurer’s curiosity as she watched the goddess insert a hollow needle into the arm of the man, letting the liquid drip into his system. [break][break] Alura asked, though Izanami refused to answer, merely putting a hand on the woman’s shoulder in a gesture of trust. The divine was asking that she would put faith in her and her methods, to which Alura nodded in response. [break][break] 24 hours later than the incident, Alura posted herself at his bedside, watching him attempt to move. His hand moved across the soft texture of the bed, and his fingers tightened. Crimson eyes gazed down at his attempts, recognizing what is was he trying to do, and once he stopped, the female adventurer slowly moved her hand to cusp his own. [break][break] She wanted him to know he wasn’t alone. [attr="class","ALPtag"] NIYOL
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ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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[attr="class","ALPpostwrap"] “You summoned me?” Alura asked, crossing the threshold into her Goddesses study. Only a few minutes prior, she received a notice that the divine was in need of her assistance, though the details were inconveniently missing. [break][break] “The guerrilla’s have returned,” Izanami had replied, her answer short and curt, but the adventurer knew full well to what she referenced, “I tracked their activity to just on the outskirts of the Seolo forest, --needless to say I am concerned about any drastic actions these fanatical renegades have planned.”[break][break] “Understood,” the woman replied, knowing what the goddess was asking of her. [break][break] “Take a few with--” Izanami started before she was cut short by the words of her follower. [break][break] “I have it handled. I know who to bring, and I will not alert any outside sources,” Alura answered confidently. In the past she had to go toe to toe with the self same group before driving them from the city. However, they were back, and the damage they could cause would be significant. With her goddesses’ permission, the adventurer prepared, then following the instructions laid clear by her divine. [break][break] It didn’t take long to reach her destination, the sun setting behind the mountain range to the north and casting a shadow over the horizon. From the peaks of the trees, she overlooked the valley, her gaze resting on the smoke the plumed out from the foliage. [break][break] The light from their torches danced as she grew near. Sounds from a battle taking place and her heart quickened with her pace. She sprinted through the trees, her lance held behind her as she crossed the short distance and emerged from the trees. [break][break] Immediately she took in the situation, processing the fallen bodies and those that stood surrounding a tall bloodied frame. She didn’t have the time to ask what they planned to do with him, and she had a few guesses, but instead moved forward to surprise them. They had their backs turned to her initially, but her presence was quickly made apparent. [break][break] “The Goddess sends her minions!” one of them cried out in horror, knowing that Alura meant to snuff them out tonight, “She is not pleased with the sacrifice alone, we will have to take all three.” [break][break] Delusional fanatics, all of them. [break][break] Magical energy pulsed, though it was countered by her two companions. Like her, they were blessed by Izanami, and possessed the power to shield against the terrorists’ attacks. [break][break] With a firm hand, Alura yanked back on a cultists robes before he could do any more damage to the victim. He was pulled to the ground where her small and lithe frame held a spear to his neck. [break][break] “You do not get to live this time,” she growled, “Izanami does not recognize you, nor will she ever. Enter the afterlife.” The last words she said to the cult before they were all cold on the ground. [break][break] On her knees, she leaned close in to the beaten man. From at a glance she was able to discern that he fought them long and tirelessly. A pulse, --he still had one. “Can you hear me?” she asked him. [attr="class","ALPtag"] NIYOL
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ADVENTURER
Singing me the sweet songs of seduction Let me be the fool, who will live and die for you
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about ALURA
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Very notably, Alura has, in the past, tended to turn toward extremes in regard to her personality, unable to reconcile it into a happy medium. When revenge controlled her, she was emotional, unstable, and most obstinately unable to form lasting relationships and bonds. Once she had more alike with a rotting carcass than another human being, but when life presented challenges, that is when she truly came alive. [break][break] With that part of her life shed, it was time for Alura to start anew and at first, through fresh eyes, she finally saw the world through an unfettered mindset. Like a giddy child rich with hope, what Alura thought was once impossible had now returned: anything was possible. [break][break] Though she may still be prone to reacting emotionally, she now possesses the tools to take a step back and observe when necessary. It makes her a much more levelheaded person and though still a bit impassive, is much more open to discussion and ideas, even those opposed to her own ideals. Subtle and quiet but not without a backbone to hold her own, it seems that Alura has finally learned to hone her personality into moderation and one that is fitting enough to allow her to function in society. [break][break] There's still a lot for Alura to learn out there. In spite of the many different cities she has visited, her mostly one track mind has disallowed a thirst for knowledge and nutrient-rich experiences until very recently. She recognizes that being challenged is necessary and even to a certain extent that it is mindfully stimulating. Therefore, Alura has taken to asking questions and actually listening to the answers she is given, analyzing and processing them to satisfy a prying desire to understand. [break][break] Finding herself to now be a much more balanced person, Alura is able to become invested in a purpose or belief. Given the right set of reasons, she can become resolute in fighting for a cause she believes worth fighting for. That is not to say that she is unable to become dissuaded or persuaded otherwise but simply that Alura can, on her own, faithfully come to terms with a resolution based on her own reasoning. [break][break] There is an aforementioned bit that Alura always has her guard raised just slightly and this is due to the stoicism brought forward from years of living under suspicion and fear. There is a bit of mystery that will always surround her and to those unfamiliar, may find it a bit off-putting and even uncomfortable to be around. That is not to say that she is unapproachable but that the expected reaction from Alura may not be as warm or as inviting as one would like. It is the lasting impression of someone who was raised to be poised and calm. [break][break] This may seem in direct contrast to her stoicism but reacting or behaving emotionally tends to the fact that Alura’s personality has always been divided between two extremes. When she has been pushed to the brink or becomes too distressed to act applicably reasonable, Alura is still very much prone to heatedly reacting. She is most susceptible to behaving as such when being prodded about a topic sensitive in nature specifically to or about herself. [break][break] You’d think for someone who has lived the type of life she has that she’d a profound understanding and perspective about the world in which we live. However, as much sense as that makes, in spite of her vast experiences, Alura had mostly kept to herself. To have an overarching vision on the future, on how to properly lead and inspire subordinates and equals alike, these are all things that she is currently lacking. This is what makes her parochial but luckily for Alura, she has finally been given the right tool set to start expanding such narrow-mindedness.
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[attr="class","MAbody"] [attr="class","MAHwrapper"] [attr="class","MAHformat"] + the past Before she was born, her parents were both of the same adventuring party, and of the same Familia. They lived under the Goddess Ishtar, and traveled into the middle floors of the dungeon. They were both particularly strong, taking on a Monster Rex and becoming famous for doing so. This brought alot of attention to the familia, and earned her father Rahim some special attention from the Goddess herself. It is not forbidden for Gods to lay with mortals, knowing that they could never bear children of a mortal, --but relations are frowned upon in other ways. [break][break] Ishtar paid little mind to the warnings of the other gods, and fell in love with the man that earned her so much credit. Spinning a web of lies for him to sink into. However, against her direction, his faith and trust for Alura's mother, Ravana, was too strong and they ended up revealing to the other gods what Ishtar had done. [break][break] Ishtar was taken back to the heavens, her familia dismantled and the two adventurers decided to retire. After months, they had a child, A red haired, red eyed daughter that they named Sable. [break][break] However, the goddess was still angered by her humiliation, and began to torment Rahim in his sleep. Coming to him in his dreams and feeding his poisonous thoughts and essentially driving him mad over the course of two years. One night he finally snapped, driving a blade through Ravana’s heart. After coming to his senses, he was so distraught and broken that he disappeared, leaving Sable at the steps of an Orphanage.
[break] + growing up Abandoned in an orphanage she grew up as a starving and poor child that was pushed around and bullied. Her frail body was covered in bruises and her red hair appeared darker from the dirt matted against her scalp. The little girl, who had no name, struggled to survive. Picking through trash, stealing from rotten pickings left for dogs, and even putting her tiny hands in the pockets of unsuspecting victims. [break][break] Though it certainly felt like a century, 9 years passed quickly as the child grew into an adolescent. Kicked from the Orphanage, the 12 year old girl walked away with tears of anger. She didn't need them anyways. They didn't respect what she could give the world, they didn't respect her dreams. Kicking rocks off a pier she watched the sunset in the horizon and felt despair sweep over her. What was she going to do now? No one wanted her. No one wanted a small frail girl that looked like a sick boy. [break][break] Her crimson eyes clasped shut she huddled against the comforting wood of the nearest brothel, her hand extended as she watched men and women interact with each other, a few coins taking a leap of faith and falling into her awaiting palm. She laid like that for days, some nights getting just enough to eat. After weeks, she heard a familiar voice speak to her. His gruff tone addressed her, and her eyes hesitantly opened. [break][break] Dark hair draped around broad shoulders, a large beard framing his blackened face. His eyes were barely visible under his thick eye brows and his large frame was intimidating. [break][break] Her eyes were fixed on the man that stared down at her, and it felt like he was looking into her soul. She was tense, even when he let his hand down. [break][break] "Come with me," was all he said, sliding his rough hands around her delicate fingers. [break][break] He led her a few blocks away, to a rather well known smith shop, one that she had ran by more than a dozen times. The man introduced himself as Sai and had offered her a position as an apprentice, saying that he was in need of one since his own son had run out on him. [break][break] Hesitantly she agreed and next to a warm fire, she had her first meal in days. He ran her a bath, gave her a change of clothes, ones that belonged to his son, and even a bed. She slept soundly on the down feathers rather than bundled trash. [break][break] It was like this for months, her body finally growing strong, and it was time she began her apprenticeship. She looked up to Sai, and saw him like her father. He even named her Alura, because she didn't have one previously. [break][break] From the outside, their relationship was close to father and daughter, but it was only for a short time. Three years later, Sai had gotten sick, and no medicine in town had made him better. The doctor boiled the problem being his profession, saying he inhaled too much smoke or fragmented materials. [break][break] She was alone again, given a small amount of money from the bank, to which she traveled to Orario with. She was angry, always getting into fights with kids her age, and even disrespected some adults before she turned it all around. At her young age, she worked as a supporter for adventurers in the dungeon, establishing herself in the Izanami family, to which she would study magic with the Goddess. She had talent, and the goddess cultured that, and she grew into a respected member of the familia.
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[attr="class","MAbody"] [attr="class","MASwrapper"] [attr="class","MASformat"] SPELL - ASTRAL FIRE Astral Fire is a flame spell that is normally unable to be casted by anyone that has not studied magic thoroughly. It's long chant provides the immense power behind the spell, but allows for enemy to take advantage of the time it takes to channel the spell.[break][break] A flame dances around the caster in a circular fashion, growing bigger each time it rotates around the user. Towards the end of the chant, the fire begins to extend itself outwards, still rotating like a tornado. At the precise moment the chant ends ( if casted correctly ) a large flame spirals outwards, incinerating any monsters in it's path, instantly killing weak monsters and burning stronger ones. [break][break] CHANT: "Fire blaze into the night, Glory rise in your smoke, Following the windy gales, Forced to leap skyward, Air blow in mighty gusts, Weaving paths within… -ASTRAL FIRE!"
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