Raidou

As the battlefield turned to the strangest dance off, mixed with some seriously heavy blows. The vaccum produced by Freyd dealing a considerable number and dwindling the beasts size, Kasumi softening its armor and Griswold holding its attention. This immediately brought back memories from the prior exchange with the Slime King. Footing in this chamber was always a bit of a fleeting issue. Another handful of ash salts into his palm, dragging it down the length of his blade sees it adhere and catch ablaze. His feet slide low, Raidou's skills begin to fire one by one: [Nimble] Activated [C

Upkeep: +4 EN recovered, ID #213823: CD 2 (Recovery/VD no proc) The nomad glanced into the bag, shuffling the contents around a bit. "Oh these? 100 col each. But by the dozen they're cheaper. There from a tree that Ariel and I found, so the village gives me them at a low rate. Golden apples from a tree out in their pastures." Reaching in and plucking one out, he'd offer one to Morningstar. A brilliant almost metallic shade to its outer skin, there were 'golden delicious' and then were these things. Looked like they'd break your damn teeth. Even still he gestures the bag to the fellow.

The gateway closes behind him, finding him nearby the target he'd coordinate locked using [Tracking]. The sounds of conflict confirmed they'd already arrived, and as Raidou crests the treeline he locks eyes with the culprit. As it would seem, Morningstar was showing him the ropes and Faux had a decent head on his shoulders. Unsheathing his blade, leaning low and allowing [Nimble] to fire. One by one skills trigger and firing out of the brush at near breakneck speeds, the heavy osmium blade collides with the side of his hapless victim. The deafening crack, like a car finding a wall going 90. It

Upkeep: +4 EN, ID#213796 (CD: 5, Rec/VD no proc) Right on queue, the nomad closes the gap and turns the blade into a reverse spiral. Auric Sunlight passes through quick and clean, causing the last bit of slime to turn to a shower of fractals. "You all alright?" he asks looking them over to a string of nods. "Keep on your toes, this is hardly over." The red wanderer forebodes, knowing full well that what lingered had surely heard the ruckus. With the adds handled, and the damage minor, they were all still in ripe condition. Although it was a bit more turbulent then his liking. His grip rev

Upkeep: +4 EN recovered, #213788 - CD: 1 (Recovery/VD no proc) Raidou stands firm as a multitude of Montjoy blind past in a cascading demolition. Each and every one making the robe on his back sway forward as they lunge. A hand moves to his brow, pressing an index into the bridge of his glasses causing them to shine and reflect the light from the following cataclysm. His hair flails about angerly, the crimson red robe fluttering like a flag in a storm. The red wanderer exhales softly, turning Auric Sunlight in his grasp as Celeste follows the assault. Waves of heat fill the arena, smoke a

Drawing out Auric Sunlight sees a flash followed by a faint glow of the blades metal, like ambient sunshine in this darkened corridor. As Firm Anima continued to tear these creatures limb from limb, Raidou reaches into his pocket and grabs some slip of paper. He rips it down the length of his blade and it catches aflame. Kneeling low as powerful attacks light up the room, playing off the glasses on his nose. Right as Kasumi disappears from view, like a rocket Raidou tears into the fray planting his steel to the hilt in the creatures form. It squirms. The nomad rips with a sudden and violent tu

It seemed they'd decided on a pair of horses with Faux taking a bit of a glow to the notion, and although Raidou had considered it a few time he'd never taken that bait. More for the horses sake then anything, he couldn't bear the thought of leaving an animal in the middle of the wild as he pranced around. "Then its settled." His eyes trace to Morningstar. "Likewise, its a pleasure to finally put a name to the face." Reciprocating the handshake before taking a few odd steps. "I'll meet you there." He answers in a monotone and mysterious way, adjusting the lenses on his nose as he proceeded out

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His attentions shift to the other fellow who the instruction and information seemed to whizz on past. Offering his left hand to his mouth and offering a sharp cough, this kind of analysis may have been a bit too much. This was not normally the sort of battles he was preparing for, and it shouldn't need to be so grandiose he supposed. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that." The guy responds with a wave of his hand, dismissing the screen that was already committed to memory for him. As it would appear, there wasn't much to be worried about. The numbers were inflated, sure but nothing that even the

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A notification and an acknowledgement, tapping his hands together twice for good measure. A thin film of dust whisks through the air, as Raidou shifts open his HUD and taps a blinking icon like answering a phone call. Freyd had already scouted ahead, and was in position. This meant that the road was already cleared, and now was time for his respective part. "Although it may be pointless." Raidou decreed as he plucked a couple of bottles from the guild store room and they clack together in glass on glass. This place hadn't seen that much traffic as of late, it seems the urge had dwindled.

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With most of the beach goods packed up Raidou was settled to return home, at least to drop them off and allow the towels to dry. "Perhaps I'll consider it." The guy remarks to the thought of publishing his poetry. As he'd trace some footsteps in the sand, still rather damp from his excursion into the water. They created hefty pockets where the liquid helped press down the terrain, leaving small fingerprints in memory of the day. Which would last up until the rain washed it all away. "Mari, is misunderstood. She means well, she made mistakes. Wears an orange cursor, but the mark it left on

The robe came to rest on his shoulders, finding itself closed and beginning to hide his rather plain appearance beneath it. Raidou looks to Morningstar with a small nod "Good call, best be prepared. If it hasn't been cleared out recently the area could be overgrown." Raising a hand to compliment the insecure feeling in his stomach as Faux bowed to the both of them. "I'm sure you will do fine, Faux. You'd be surprised how much you can accomplish with a bit of ingenuity. Skills only go so far, its how they are used that matters. Your headspace will do you wonders. Keep you safe." The groceries b

The silence finally cracked, the taste of nervousness fell away rather quickly. The notion met with a gentle smile that checked Faux's demeanor, before moving to address the man in plate. It was heavy and pulled light off in odd angles making it gleam under a stilled afternoon sun. This light finding itself reflecting of the lenses on his nose. "Well, glad that it seems you have some help." Raidou remarks and shuffling the bag of fruit in his grasp, the weight beginning to play on him a bit and slipping. It seemed as though the matter had been handled, This other fellow he'd recalled seeing as

Finding the city of Horunka to be just as lax and laid back as he'd remembered it, Raidou seeks the various stores to which he'd become accustomed. A spool of thread, a few bolts of cloth and a bag full of apples. This floor had a habit of producing some odd and end wares, and the orchard that lingered just beyond its walls an amicable source for the small village to partake. Even still this place was ripe to the brim with players of all sorts, leather armor and simple pokers with a little bit of an edge to them. Some had no issue charging headfirst into conflict, where as others lingered clos

Yes, also I'm eating this extra one

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As the sky began to darken, it seems their little foray was about to be cut short. "You remember that? I hadn't really ever considered writing them down. It was a form of comfort. Usually people didn't understand me, and it allowed them to apply their own meanings to what I said. Hearing what they want to hear, and cuts tension and direct inspection." Raidou analyzed his prior speaking patterns. "Some times its the easiest way for me to get my thoughts out quickly. Think of it like a struggle to convey what I'm thinking clearly. I blame Mari for the change, it used to piss her off so much. Act

As Raidou is tossed a towel, without a second thought he snatches it out of the air. Reflexes still primed and ready it seemed, like riding a bike it wasn't something he could forget. Beginning to rub it across his head, in a feverish scratching. It takes the moisture out of his brown hair, leaving it a little wacked but a lot less ropey. "Rasarei seems to be enjoying herself." he responds, looking off to the hound that seemed to be paying her little mind. Grabbing a corner of the cover and helping the girl spread it out upon the sand. His hands slow a bit, as he listens to Eruda. "A wait

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The waves still that heavy warmth, keeping them both nestled in a hearth like embrace that showed no signs of stopping. The sun had transitioned just a bit, and found itself peaking just a bit more outside the clouds above. It offered a shine on both the water that surrounded them and gleamed off a small sliver band that Raidou had slipped upon her finger. "I got them from a little girl named Agatha as a quest reward the second time I saved her from a load of bats. You'd think after the first time, her mother would have done a better job watching her." He comments in regard to the weirdest alb

"Same." The simple response, where the longest could have been instilled and filled. A gentle smile rode his face for keeps, and although jarring in it's recent arrival it was as if it was always there beneath a mask. Eruda knew him well enough that his explanation didn't need to be deep. "It feels so, finished. Like a puzzle finally solved, or a final step in plan had worked. I don't know how else to describe it then that." Raidou admitted at the peculiar and yet prevalent feeling boiling in his stomach. As he sized the girl up, soaking his concentration in her azure eyes. "I'd like that