Setsuna

The target was down, this was her chance. Hopping down from the branch she swiftly runs toward the target leaving nothing but a trail of icy mist behind her. That blade came out with one foul slice through the flesh that was exposed on its side, the katana was sheathed right then and the girl was nowhere to be found. Others could see the wound start to freeze up on just the outside but that was all. From behind a different tree, peaking around, she would see the crap shaking a bit. This was going to be a short trip if they kept this kinda damage up. Pulling out a cloth, she lightly cleans her

*Derp using a google drive is hard mmkay Sitting on the ground against a palm tree. A cloth gently rubs against the metal of her blade. It was early the O&I team had been quiet for the moment. They might have been gathering intel on another lead. This was something that she was being constantly invited to. At the very least it was keeping her busy. Watching the white haired female in the distance, fishing of all things. Not something she thought she would see being here so early. Shaking her head, sheather her sword. Getting up, she was going to scout the area around to make sure nothing

Standard Recovery +4 EN "Omae wa mou shindeiru" "NANI!?" Closing her eyes to concentrate, it got really loud fast. She started to get agitated very quickly. Hand on her hilt as she flashed her eyes open. The target had to die, dashing through the bushes, running up the large arm, making a clean cut saying “Shut up”. Staring at the group for a moment before vanishing, her work here was done. Others would see the head of Ugzeke tumble down his chest landing in front of the group. Celeste would step back a bit not wanting to touch it and Raidou would just stare at the thing. Just l

Standard Recovery +4 EN “Better,” is all she said before vanishing into the forest, leaving a trail of ice cold white mist. Standing on a branch, it was a great vanishing point. It allowed her to see what others might not be able to. She could also spot stuff sooner than the group could this way. Placing the hilt of her blade in one hand, Gaius seemed to stop the large boulder of a creature dead in his tracks. This would give her an opening, hopping off the tree, nothing could be seen but a glimpse and a flash before a large gash starts forming on Ugzeke. Within that wound he began to fre

Standard Recovery +4 EN Coming down into the hole with the others, she glances around, “I hate it here,” as she assesses the targets that were already getting beat to shit. There was nowhere to hide even if she wanted to. The only other option was to stay behind them at all times and of course what her footing as she does so. Going for the biggest thing in the room, she ends up behind all the creatures. A large gash could be seen forming on the fire winged beast that showed a misty cold presence coming out of it. The wings were made of pure flame and the form almost looked demonic, it eve

Standard Recovery +4 EN Darting down, sword at the ready. Only mist could be seen to trail her location, or at least where she was not where she is currently standing. Approaching the tiny targets that the man was having trouble catching. Her Katana comes out swiftly with a small gleam and before anything of her presents could be seen, she was already gone. Ice started to form under the creatures with a sudden burst of exactly half. Mist fills the area around, She wound up near the tree line again. It was the only real cover from them all. “three gone, three remain,” saying in the smalles

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Combat ended, Rhino's Horn Reset, Troll's Blood Reset A dark grey cloud fills the area where the enemy was. As it begins to clear she could see turtles start to come up the hole that Gaius created. Something seemed different about them though, they started pushing their necks out and snapping at nothing. Sending a message to Raidou to confirm their location. She didn’t want to give away her position for obvious reasons. She saw Raidou read it as he started pointing them out to the others. Pulling out a cloth, she cleans her blade off while keeping the other eye on

The target has shown its tiny little face, that was a grave mistake. Watching Gaius make the first move, she would be the one to follow up. Leaving a white mist in her trail as she rushes toward the creature. The moment Gaius pulls his weapon, liquid comes out and freezes solid before it suddenly shatters. It is replaced by a large pulsing gash that starts turning into ice. On the other side of the crap, she is holding the hilt in one hand and the other palm laying on the flat on the weapon sheath. Inhaling, she vanishes from view. One thing she has learned, never be the target, only the hunte

The swirling film of white smoke, that permeates the tree line would break in a sudden dispersal. Sitting with the vague outline as it drifts aimlessly and without purpose. The leaves that find themselves trapped in it turning blueish as they become more rigid, the temperature drop simulating an early winter. The cross wrapped handle of a weapon hung tight to her skin, pressed against her back despite its length. Purple strands ripped across it in a network of overlapping lines, topped with a singular brass cap and a dangling string. The sheathe a cool grey, simple yet functional. Across her b

Standard Recovery +4 EN Eyes fixated on the large humanoid, everything else was exterminated. Launching herself through the air, those huge wings unfurled right before Setsuna tries to pull her blade, she lands on the fluff instead. Meeting Raidou’s gaze, Setsuna is catapulted into the air. Having to use all her momentum to dash forward so when she went back down it was not going to be on the creature. The girl eventually finds ground with a sliding crouch, vanishing again. Finding an enlarged bush to hide behind. Thinking of all the things that just went wrong, it could have been just th

Standard Recovery +4 EN Landing on her feet as the area around her shifts, without a second thought another tree was leaped on. Crouch down, observing the creatures that made their presence known. Hearing the redheads call out, Setsuna was already waiting for the perfect opportunity. The moment it comes close enough she pushes herself off the branch with swiftness, quickly pulls her Katana, slicing right through the creatures in the air, before anyone would notice her or the weapon it was already tucked away and the girl was already out of view. The ice began to form around its body with

Standard Recovery +4 EN Eyes started to fixate on the tree branched. Setsuna started jumping from branch to palms. It was clear that people were trying to look for something but it wasn’t all the way clear what it was. This made the girl search for everything. This was the closet that came to what Setsuna actually did all night. After the tenth leap of no obvious moment from anything that wasn’t them. Turning back to the group, “Negative source,” saying silently to almost herself but somehow the girl knew that Nisahime might hear the tiny voice. Seeing the lips of the woman moved, hopeful

Standard Recovery +4 EN The creature was flipped, opportunity given. A soft drop to the ground, no sound. A dash through the sands in speed that most people wouldn’t be able to see. Landing for a split second, finding herself on the belly. Pulling her blade out as a sword art striked up the flesh of the fabricated skin. The others would see mist transpire followed by a slash. Nothing more had been in their visuals, Setsuna was really good at what she did. If she was seen then it would give the enemy a chance to attack, Setsuna could not let that happen. It would make her vulnerable, that

Sliding the sword back in its holder, hoping so that both feet were on the branch now. Moving some leaves out of view, right then she was gone. Anyone paying attention would see a faint flash then a frame next to the creature with a sudden large gash through it. The girl right then would be gone. Nothing more than a thin white mist and a sizzle from the crabs wound to mark that Satuna was actually there. Back up in the tree’s, a different one this time. Never take the same stance twice. They would be harder to locate if another destination was chosen. This was no PK raid, but it was something

Standard Recovery +4 EN A quick snap of her attention to Nisa and back to the carriage. A shake of her head ‘no’ offers an abrupt showing of disagreement. But with it was a clear intention to protect whatever was trapped inside. It was buried in the sand, it wouldn’t be a living breathing thing. It couldn’t be, could it? That katana of hers fused with ire, irritation brought to a bubbling focus. It breathes in a bitter chill that slowly slides back into its sheath, shearing flakes of frost from it as it rubs against the inside of it. It clicks shut and the girl leans low, embracing i

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Charge Refreshed A wave of heat causes Setsuna to recoil, a bit of irritation on her face as she drags a foot to escape the blast zone. The girl never was a fan of heat, no matter the source. A glare jumps back to Celeste who was clearly not paying any attention. In its fuzziness however, looking past the red head Setsuna could detect movement as her vision refocuses. A pair of greatswords leap from the carriage as the thing starts to transition from structure to beast. “Of course it would, INBOUND.” The girl bites with that sharpened abrupt tone, a tinge and

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Charge CD [2/3] Setsuna continued to waltz down the beach, feigning a complete lack of interest in whatever the gaggle of players were currently swooning over. A pop of a crab out of the sand due to the loud rumbles from that same gaggle, actively starting to flee at the first sight of a player nearby. “There’s more.” The girl yells toward the others, watching Celeste about face and starts running up to catch the stragglers. “Kill them, I’ll make sure that's the last of them.” She’d offer the red head almost like a command. An obtuse look back makes her reciprocat

Standard Recovery +4 EN A pivot on her heel sees her redirect to face her opponent, who was now incapacitated on the sand. Hand clutched to the weapon strung across her lower back, gripping hard on the cloth wrapping that held itself to the edge. Her feet slide apart, drawing her stance low and spreading her legs far enough to allow her knees past her shoulders as she braces on her left hand. A vorpal tear would make it appear as if she folds space or teleports through her target leaving this thin cyan line behind. A trail from her point of origin to her destination. Grinding to a ha

Roaring from the tree line like a bullet, her weapon surged in an ice cold cyan blue that leaves the air burning in its wake. That line slides through in an instant, right through an array of spider-like legs on Sand’s Claw’s left side. It seems ineffective, until the small silverish blue head raises to eye level and the tiny clink of a closed katana sees it detonate. What was struck scatter into stardust and other pieces are frozen solid beneath a cascade of ice. The creature squeals in agony, turning to take a swipe at Setsuna in rebuttal. It looks as though it connects but the girl disperse

Starting Stealth Rating | 243782 LD:10+5=15, Success Sitting on a branch of a palm tree nearby, one leg up, back against the trunk. The girl had been here for an hour. When the message from yesterday said urgent, apparently it didn’t mean that at all. A cloth was out as she stroked the blade lightly cleaning it. Most people didn’t bother doing this. Even if it could just be auto cleaned like everything else in this god forsaken game, Setsuna would do it ritually to know it got done properly. It was the same thing with repair, Griswolds shop was doing a pristine job at this. Durability was

Setsuna looked to Raidou with the most terrified expression "Is it worse? I accept anything you have to do to remove it. Should I lie down?" The girl starts to get the notion to shove her finger in her mouth to gag herself. Raidou uses an open hand as a barricade. "I appreciate your tutelage. Your patience. All of you, thank you for joining at my final moments." Setsuna starts to lie on the floor, patiently expecting to reduced to ash in the coming moments. It takes some serious effort to get the girl off the floor and moreover the only sober member dictates that she probably shouldn't be jump

Starting Stealth | 243587, LD: 7+5=12 (Success) A chilled vapor permeates from the girl's skin and drops harmlessly into a nearby treeline. A set of cold cyan blue eyes fixated with a determinate glare, a taste of ferocity locked in and ready to pounce. Like a predator. The wind passing through that canopy makes the fog swirl and spin harmlessly through the air. Coiling with her legs around the branch beneath her, she’d drop gingerly to the one just beneath it. A soft exhale escapes her lips, damn near inaudible. Setsuna was clearly a master of her trade, and that trade was hunting.

A Drink on The House | 243582, CD: 10 -> Whiskey Unsheathing her blade in a quick ripping slash sees the trunk of the tree shatter like glass. The first thing she could hit and finally vent some of those pent up frustrations. "Wish fulfilled." The girl remarks in a cold tone, her hair glossed in its pale silver wetness. Weather wasn't anywhere near as drastic as the other two girls were acting it was. The final leg of their journey finds them back into the tavern, her first visit to the place. "This is where the quest ends?" she'd look to Raidou for a silent nod. Three crates offered t

Travel Back | 243578, LD: 18 -> One of the wheels pops off the wagon. As you rush to fix it, you hear the sound of something giggling and scampering towards you. You never see what it is as you get back on the road. Removing her hand, the more wild amongst them really had a way of drawing attention to them. Setsuna sighs in irritation and passes a smaller crate to Shiina, before gesturing aggressively "Move it, we don't have all day." Down to the pile, she peels up one of her own and moves up toward the deck of the ship. Atop it, one of her other companions were being equally as useles

Unloading the Cargo | 243574, LD:10 -> You find a barrel of wine that is leaking profusely. Its flow seems never ending. It tastes a bit flat. Upon the galleon that had run aground, now perched precariously inside a unfortunate building Setsuna slides. A quest prompt appears, sending a fuzz across her screen. <<Escort the booze us...>> It cuts away in a distorted mess but provides the necessary markers. Some even conveying that they lingered beneath her very feet. "Fine" Setsuna spat in a cutting whisper, hovering her hand over her weapon's hilt as she'd pierce into the da