Eruda

"What? No..." Eruda stands there for a moment and realized that the miss was walking now... "Wait..." Eruda starts to follow the lad. This woman made her admit something that she might have not come up with her own until way later. How, the least she could do was follow. Thinking about what was just said, the storm that lays overhead... That could mean many things and from the way that this lady was talking it couldn't be as simple as the actual storm. "I am not, it's just what nature has decided to present at the moment." Where was she going... She could smell the damp wood and mud that tore

"What an interesting and yet tragic show, twisted cables of the heart do well to ill you." A voice like none other, Eruda pulls her head up with a sniffle. A pale skinned lady that had hair so white that it almost glows in the stormy dark. Eruda could not find words to speak at the moment, so she just listens... "Want and need, a question still. Is it desire, or necessity that leaves one to beckon into the beyond for another to appear." Her chest feels tight and her muscle felt stiff, like she couldn't move... Mind over matter though... Maybe it's that she didn't want to is why

Well done, that voice finally carries... Something recently heard, and it was very much true... I could never hate you Eruda, I wouldn't be me without you." The impact was real... Even if she didn't realize it till now, she has help make change happen. She started to think about Shiina and that first time she held that small girl and helped her realize that anything was possible. They needed her, the guild needed her. "I can't break down now, I have came too far to just crumble..." she says this in a very small voice. Lifting her head as the tears just keep coming... Setting a hand

Eruda's flames were still lit even though the battle was over. Her head lowers as she shuts her eyes tight. Everything was so overwhelming. It was too much... Thoughts raced through her head on loop and she could not shake them... Not alone... A feeling of a hand on her shoulder. "Don't touch me." She says as she jerks her should away from the grip. "Let me help you," she opens her eyes to see her sister standing there. She knew that other eyes were on her as well. A turn of her feet as to walk away, but another hand lands on her shoulder. "I will not say it again..." Eruda's head turns with a

Listening to to words around the field, she hears a large echoing growl from her father. It was attacking. A shield raised high as her flames ignite with a burst. This thing didn't like that very much as an energy flares outward toward Eruda's group. An oddly green flame washed over her group, one would almost describe it as something ghostly. Hitting her shield she could feel the heat singe the pieces that her metal could not block. Eruda cringes ever so slightly and watches her health go down, she pushes through it though. Quickly glancing back after the damage was done, her groups health lo

Howl (CD: 1/2) Those words from Freyd makes her head turn slightly. The heat from her frame was causing those tears to turn to vapor. "You do not know me very well," as a small burst of flame ignite from under her feet. "I decided long ago that whatever I may feel, I refuse to let it distract me regardless. Firm Anima's safety is the only thing that matters..." Eruda's eyes glare back to the creature as it breaks free of it's shackles that pinned his frame, Freyd could believe what she says or not but her words rang nothing but truth. Yes, there were tears, but they came unwanted, un-volu

A rising heat with every step she took. Flashing, visions of that night repeat in her head, thinking what she could have done differently to prevent it. That night was not about her, it was about Freya suffering. Freya had said it was over and she was in control but what originally caused it in the first place. Was it where she was held for that year and a half that caused her unknown out rage. Eruda was the one to dwell on things in silent. Until she knew all the information, it stayed in her the back of her head like a leach that wouldn't let go. She knew that she had a habit of repressing w

"Eruda..." the battle was over before it began. She ran through these tunnels of the witches basement as fast as she could. She needed out... She needed to get out... "ERUDA WAIT UP..." she hears her name being called, but she just keeps running. Tears washed down her face, she tried so hard for so long to keep it together... "ERUDA..." it was closer this time as she runs head first into her sister... "What is wrong, why are you crying..." Eruda tries to push her out of the way but Freya grabs her shoulders. "Was it something I did, something I said... That night... You said you forgave me..."

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Rest 2/2 Rested fully Eruda walks forward, sorta stuck in her own head... It was always Sam they were talking about, her feeling. Eruda was always one to keep those types of feeling repressed. It was why she kept to herself back home. Talking to no one because she was unable to express what she was feeling. Everything she said about trusting Freya was true, but that night... That night was terrifying. Watching her sister passed out the way she was and then waking up in pure rage at its finest. Why... Freya never actually talked to her about any of it. Ultimately, that was fine as long as

Battle Healing Activates regaining 42 health Concentration CD: [1/5] Clashing of swords and popping of vessels, Eruda closes her eyes and lets the noise behind her fall upon deafened ears. Taking a deep breath, this was it, the final fight. Concentrating on the large growling heads pushed out from beneath the ground. Others would see flames begin to light under her feet. Thinking about her mother, her chest starts to feel heavy and full of rage. All these unique people surround her, she would count of them to deal the damage needed. Another deep breath, this was what she was meant to do

Battle Heal Triggers regaining 42 health A thunderous crash of weapons, screeches before a flash of light dismantles the creatures catches her attention. Seeing Freya and Rai for a split second before they both rush the building. A glance to her right before feeling a chill, calming her flames ever so slightly. A whisper from Setsuna as she vanishes, a smile peers across Eruda's face hearing this. A grand symphonic melody hit the field as you could feel the ground beneath your feet shake in a constant rhythm. The ice patches explode into a crystallized mineral as it was weird this time be

Rest 1/2 Pulling Freya into a hug now, it was a bit awkward with her sitting, but Freya stood to make it easier. "You know that's my job, don't go getting yourself killed. I would really hate you for it..." With the twins arms around each other, Eruda closed her eyes. Even with all the fighting and the ignoring that Freya did toward her, she still felt like she was the one that was supposed to apologize. She thought that when Freya went missing, it was just another attempt of Freya resorting to her old ways. When Eruda started to see phantom messages was when she really started to freak o

Very impressed by the 3 of them, the witch was nearly done for. It could not move, face against the wood floor and her arms were in a pretzel. It looked like it would hurt. Eruda failed her last attack, she decides to do what she knows. Eyeing the beast of sorts, she takes a page out of her fathers book. She stomps her foot as hard as she can against the ground, right them blue flames ignite it a large burst around them. Crates lite as the door to the building is crashes to the outside grassed area. Her eyes glow with fury as she takes her foot and pushes the body upward forcing it to lay of h

Entering the room now, seeing the creatures slamming into the walls, exploding like confetti. Freya says something that turns the tables in Sam's mind. She would allow it to slide for now simple because she wanted to see how Sam would react. Not seeing the remainder monkey, she glances around trying to find this creature. Her flames begin to boil beneath her feet. Right then the flying beast flies toward her, catching Eruda's shield as raises it up. The crazed monkey gives a demented laughter that echoes within the interior, grabbing her shield now that was not yet lit. Staring face to face wi

A hard rough breath, trees timbering down around her from burning flames. Sitting on the ground watching bursting creatures evaporate into nothing. Sword and shield lying on either side, Raserei curls into a ball at her feet, her breath too was hard to the exhale. She was training, has been all day, since the sun began to rise. Sizzling flames around her go out, as a chime from her HUD echoes in the dimming silence. Looking at her HUD, Sam, the witch that had to be killed for more materials. She smiles, she knew fairly well that she had never actually fought this creature before but she was re

As the Aura beneath her feet vibrates the ground, Eruda glances to Griswold with a nod. Back to the creatures with no souls, as her flames get larger, hotter, burning the ground we walk on, sizzling and popping of rubbish that can't light. The clashing of two blades that was not hers but Raidou's. A sparking hit against her shield as a spiraling burst of blue flames catch what was around her on fire. A defensive stance, raising her shield as another makes their move and finds a large metal piece to it's back, catching on fire as the crazed flames ignites the now screeching spire. "Go," a glanc

"Oh hun it is much more than me and you," looking down to Shiina. "Show them that you are much more than just a musician," tilting her head with a smile as her eyes glance to her father. A glance to Rai, mere meters from her, at the corner of her eye she sees minions beginning to charge. Carving her sword upward against her shield as spark ignite the flames, slicing downward at the group before they got to Rai and Freyd... They burst into flames and screech in panic as they evaporate into nothing. Eruda takes a solid breath out, this is what she was training for. This is what she was meant to

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In the back room as she had come to the shop to clear the dust from the shelving. After the girl with red hair bombed on her shop from being filled with dust bunnies, it was clear that this place had not been used or cleaned in ages. A wet rag being wiped against the particles before a sharp cough was heard from the entrance. Soon after a voice, one that she knew well... Raidou... A smile peers on her face as she walks out from the back. Glancing at Rai as his face seemed to be red, "I have been waiting for when this day would come," a slight turn of her head to the cloth. Making her way to th

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Turning this: Item Name: Consuming Pyre - Surt Item ID: 164175c Item Tier: T4 Item Type: One Handed Curved Sword Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Burn 1, Taunt, Accuracy 1 Description: A strange looking curved sword of pure silverish pink rosarium alloy. Gilded at the hilt, and an curved hand guard covering ones fingers. It is rather ordinary appearing, but once drug across a shield the blade takes to flame. The entire edge becomes ablaze with fire, to consume all. Into this: Item Name: Consuming Pyre - Surt Item ID: 164175c Item Tier: T4 Item Type: One Handed

Current Level: 51 Current SP: 213 Link to SP Tracking: Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Consuming Pyre - Surt Item ID: 164175c Item Tier: T3 Item Type: One Handed Curved Sword Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Burn 1, Taunt, Accuracy 1 Description: A strange looking curved sword of pure silverish pink rosarium alloy. Gilded at the hilt, and an curved hand guard covering ones fingers. It is rather ordinary appearing, but once drug acro