Jomei

Jomei looked down at the palm of his hand as Nari plopped the crystal down. The shape and feel of the object all too familiar to him, yet its contents not. A musical number, what he could only assume, created by the small woman herself. "Never realized you had taken up being a Performer.." he spoke with a smile as his eyes shifted from the recording crystal in his hand to Nari's eyes, "Always took you as the Alchemist or Blacksmith type." With a wave of his opposite hand, he would drop the item into empty space before him,, allowing it to be stored within his digital pockets for a later use. "

Getting into a bit more detail about the disastrous cave in, eventually came the topic of how many people were trapped within the caverns. Jomei had anticipated a small handful, perhaps four or five. Any number that Tiberius threw at them would not matter, as they were a precious life to the town and needed to be rescued. Thirty-one. That amount clung to the tension in the air, making it almost difficult to breathe in the moment. The ginger felt his stomach drop, so many people in danger. So many peoples lives now depended on their success. Lucky enough for him, Lessa responded. Said

Without giving them much of a second to breathe, another group of pirate burst out from below the deck of the ship. Two more, simple looking pirates, followed by a man and woman that seemed to hold a bit of importance on the ship. "Now things are looking interesting." the ginger said with a smirk as he huffed a breath of air. Readying his blade, he watched as Nari and Morningstar quickly moved in to intercept. Easily, the two deckhands vanished into a flash of light, while the two boatswains managed to hold their ground against the assault. The female managed to drive their blade into Nari, de

What she said was that she was good. She said it a couple of times actually. Good to leave to library. What she meant, however, was definitely the exact opposite. Probably just telling herself that she's good to go, to fool herself into actually thinking she was good to go. The hand on her shoulder slowly retracted as he brought his arms to cross at his chest. Shifting his weight from one foot to the other, he looked at her with a smirk and a cocked brow, waiting for her to actually show that she was 'good'. Finally tearing her eyes from the pages of a handwritten tome, she grabbed the ginger

Rapiers weren't meant to cut through ropes, especially not ones this thick. Even with his expertise in the weapon, this would take a bit longer than he had anticipated.. and his efforts were not going unnoticed. A few of the pirates, who had turned to watch Loughran approach Yona, had turned back after the ship began to tilt, noticing the ginger was trying to free the captain of the Duchess. "Hey you!" they shouted as they began to approach. Jomei needed to think fast. He needed to hold off the pirates and free Xandis quickly enough so that they could maybe catch Loughran's attention. Th

"I see it." his response was short, and hushed. He didn't want the sound of his voice traveling over the surface of the water, alerting the pirates. At this distance, they really didn't have anything to defend themselves, and he wasn't sure if the sailing vessel had any sort of ranged weaponry they needed to worry about. Luckily enough for them, their guide knew the ins and outs of this ship, including its blind spots. Cautiously, he sailor brought their small boat alongside the ship, making sure not to make any loud splashes as the oars broke the surface of the water. Morningstar was th

Things were not looking good. They had gone from passengers on this journey, to the ones being relied on to save the day within a matter of minutes. The lives of everyone below deck - and possibly a few players - rested on their shoulders. A sudden memory flashed in front of his eyes, fighting off the Night King's army through blood soaked snow as the town that depended on the two for safety burned all around them. His eyes clamped shut for a moment, before the confident, and to him in this moment, calming voice of Lessa chimed in.. snapping him back to reality. His eyes rested on hers, that r

The ginger would pick himself back up to his feet, watching as the blade that had been thrown from his hands disappeared in a flash of white, returning it to his inventory. Shortly after attempts were made to take down the pirate captain and his crew, only diminishing his patience even more, the Captain Xandis of the Duchess would emerge and speak with Loughran themselves. It seemed the only option that Daemon was given was to turn the ship, the crew, and their own being over to the pirate crew. If they obliged, the players could get out of here easily.. but could they truly make that de

The smile Jomei wore as he spoke with Lessa, the two moving towards an open table so they could enjoy their small meal without the need to walk around, suddenly faded as he heard what he could have sworn was cannon fire off in the distance. Was it the sound of continuous fighting between what remained of Landonain forces and the Galteans? Before he could think any further on it, the front of the ship erupted in small splinters of wood. More cannon balls crashed into the ship, the damage causing the ship to slowly tilt into a dive. His eyes began searching the skies for their attackers, while a

She was just playing along with the joke, of course. He had teased her first, and she had followed up, both calling out 'deal breakers' as if they were actually trying to pursue a relationship. The way it so easily left her lips, a quick glance at the expression on her face spelled out that she was just as surprised about it as he was. He laughed, of course, it was a humorous remark after all (and he knew that letting silence hang would only worsen their slight embarrassment) Lucky for him, the long strands of ginger that fell in front of the side of his face so naturally allowed his smile to

Better company. That phrase left his lips rather naturally. Not that he felt it was untrue, rather the contrary. He had been enjoying the blonde's more frequent company more than others as of late. But these lingering feelings were something he tried, albeit loosely, to keep wrapped up for his own, and Lessa's, sake until it felt more appropriate. The gently nudge at his shoulder shifted his attention and gaze from the dull, orange skies to Lessa next to him, to which he smiled softly. His eyes did not stay upon her for long as he turned once again outwards towards the never ending sky.

With a soft chuckle, Jomei responded, "Guess not." This even was not like some gathering at a large hall or location, it took place on a ship.. one that took to the skies rather than the sea to top it off. There really wasn't any sort of turning back from this. Any nerves he had about this night gathered together, creating a small knot that sunk into his stomach as he felt the vessel lurch forward out of the dock. As the orange rays of the sunsetting in the distance washed over the deck of the ship, warming everything it touched, that lurking anxiety seemed to shrivel up. Jomei had seen

Jomei narrowed his gaze at Nari, who seemed a bit fixated on the 'ex' part of his statement. "It was mostly a mutual thing.. did I not mention I was engaged? .. Right, another time." Now wasn't the time to dwell over the past. They had a frantic sailor to find amongst this small, yet still bustling, framework of a harbor. Amongst all the moving parts, eagle-eyed Nari was able to point out a man, standing out on an empty dock, their movements akin to someone not having a good time. And before they knew it, Morningstar and Jomei were fumbling after Nari, who had grabbed their hands and dragged t

Jomei felt his ears run a bit hot, and the skin of his cheeks flush a bit pink. Nari asking about his 'status' with Lessa caught him a bit off guard, as it would for anyone of a bashful nature such as himself. Though, he supposed it shouldn't come as a surprise... should have expected as much since he did ask her to accompany him as his date, platonic or otherwise. Shifting his weight from one foot to another, a closed fist rose to just under his nose, as a means to not only cover his mouth as he cleared his throat - thinking of how to respond - but also to try and hide the blush he wore so ..

Jomei smiled at Fae, who told Jomei that she had brought an apple pie for the guests. "I was so concerned with putting everything else together, I had completely forgotten about a pie! Thanks Faerie. I'm happy you went with apple over pumpkin.. almost as if you knew it was my favorite." he added with a playful smirk as he pointed to an empty spot on the table next to the entrance to the kitchen. "You can set it down over there." Turning his attention to Nari again, who was still complimenting him on the decorating job, he could not help but blush slightly. "No no, I just had some decorations l

So it was chance that the two had met here today, even more of a coincidence, Morningstar was looking for the same quest NPC as they were. Jomei nodded his head in response to Nari's question, "Yeah. I also met him at Baldur's. So guess I've known both of you for just as long." he added with a kind smile. After the two had formally introduced each other, it was back to the matter at hand; finding this NPC. Jomei rubbed at the nape of his neck sheepishly when Nari asked if he had any idea where this frantic sailor may be. "Honestly, I've never finished this quest. I was supposed to do it

Jomei peeked over his shoulder as he heard the sound of the sliding screen door once again. The familiar, green haired visage of Hirru appeared through the clouds of steam that rose from the hot springs. "Hey Hirru." the ginger greeted him warmly with a stationary wave of his dripping, wet hand. "Not at all, Moningstar here was just asking the lot of us how we knew Baldur. Any fun stories to share?" The ginger listened to anything else that the others had to say about the topic at hand, including anything Hirru wanted to reveal to the group about any past interactions that introduced himself t

"- A Friend." The ginger had eyed over the short response with a half smirk, but holding a small groan behind his closed lips. Had he made an idiot of himself with that last addition? Surely Lessa wouldn't let him live it down. Should have just left the message alone as was. Despite, she accepted his invitation, and that was enough to ask for. After letting the captain know that he was waiting for his companion to arrive, a familiar voice spoke over his shoulder. "Pretty rude of that someone to keep you waiting." With a gentle squeeze of his upper arm, Jomei turned his attention tow

Jomei the emerald duelist It had felt so long ago that the people of the twenty sixth floor called for aid. What had started off as a simple adventure, racing through the streets of Landonia to explore a tower normally off limits to players, had all too suddenly shifted into an all out war between Razwell's Imperial legion and the Galtean refugees that had been plucked from their homes. In the end, they were victorious, and life on the twenty sixth floor seemed to just move on. Since then, Jomei hadn't kept up with how the floor had cha

Jomei the emerald duelist One leg dangled in the air, gently swinging back and forth. His back leaned against the bark of a tree, sitting about five or six feet up upon one of the branches that would support his weight. One good thing about trees within the safe zone being counted as <<Immortal Objects>> .. the branches couldn't snap from under you if you climbed them. Sometimes, a bench just wouldn't do it when he wanted to just sit and relax; sitting in trees was more exciting. His fingers found a familiar tune, noth

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Hearing a burst behind him, Jomei turned his eyes to look at where the skeleton once stood. Like a pile of snow against a strong gust, the bones were swept away in an instant. The storm raging outside of the windows seemed to calm, becoming nothing more than a soft snowfall. Even the throne and the ice they stood on softened and began to melt away. The ginger also felt his worries about the fight against the King and his armies melt away, as his whole body seemed to relax at once with a heavy exhale. "Thats a relief.." he would say to himself as he gently slid his rapier back into its home on

The grandiose exterior of the library was nothing compared to the inside, which seemed almost larger than he had anticipated. More books were contained within than probably even the most scholarly of minds could read.. and that was simply in the main hall of the library. Whos to know how many tomes sit waiting on shelves within other, smaller rooms off to the side. Not only books, but various pieces of art, plants, and plenty of places to sit and just get lost in a book or two. Even those who were not a fan of reading would probably find themselves drawn to the activity after stepping foot int

Nari was hyper focused on keeping the King's focus on her while Jomei kept the skeletons off of her back. Easy enough, they had dealt with enough of them that he was getting used to their attack patters, and knew just what sword art combinations to use to make sure he wasn't getting hit by all of them at once. That was his though, however, until he noticed the various piles of bones on the ground, the re-dead corpses of the skeletons he had taken out earlier, beginning to tremble and pull themselves back together. Looking over his shoulder at the Night King himself, he could see the man

"Fine.. I'm fine." Jomei responded, glancing over to Nari now that she had recovered from being Frozen, "J-Just a little c-cold." It was mostly in part due to whatever that skeleton had done when it hit him with its halberd.. so it would most likely wear off as he run around and continued to fight. "I should be finished with these guys in a moment.. then we can focus on the King." Since there were two less skeletons on the board, Jomei could focus on hitting both the remaining monsters and the King in a single hit. Slowly shuffling his feet on the ice, he kept himself squared up with the two b