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| Velvien | May 18 2016, 01:53 AM Post #1 |
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Cloaked in a grey robe with the crest of Stygia on his forehead, Vajra makes his way through the allies of the 8th circle. Grave-robbing; the act sends a shiver down his spine for his role in defiling hallowed resting grounds, heathen or otherwise. But it was a necessary first step for establishing their facade, before they could bring their wrath to bear upon Reliquia. With the in mind, he shrugs off the wave of guilt; he cannot wallow here. He cannot hesitate to act. He could not allow this deed to be for naught. He quickens his pace as he steps into a proper street, hoping to return to the nearest camp before he can be discovered. |
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| Smitejr | May 19 2016, 01:00 AM Post #2 |
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Raijin shivers as he walks the streets of the 8th circle of Reliquia. Why the heck was everything so gloomy up here? He never understood the reason why he felt so unused to this place, despite being close to Meteos' domain. Why couldn't he ever be stationed up there? Sure he tended to get into accidents, but he always did the job, right? Shrugging off his misgivings, he returns to the task at hand. Reports of a heretic cult of Stygia had begun to surface, abusing the interred dead...frightful stuff. But it was nothing he couldn't handle! Hell, they probably sent him on this assignment because they knew they needed the big guns! His passion sends sparks flying, and the smell of ozone causes him to forcibly calm himself down. "Sheesh, the hell am I doing? Do I want to hurt people? Dumbass!" Chastising himself, he continues on his way. Just then, he notices someone walking down the alley, bearing the marks of the Stygian crest. Perfect! If anyone would know about the goings-on in Stygian worship, it'd be an adherent. and if he was lucky, he'd have caught one of the heretics, though he didn't really think too high about the chances for that. Still, a bit of friendly questioning couldn't hurt, right? "Hey! Hey you!" he calls, in a jovial tone. "Name's Starrus, Raijin Starrus. Captain of the Guard. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" |
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| Velvien | May 20 2016, 11:58 AM Post #3 |
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Vajra stops, and electricity sparks through his weapon. Already discovered? Cursing his luck, he turns to the approaching guardsman, weighing his options. Strike him down, lie his way through this, brush him off... he isn't sure what the best option is. But deliberating in silence would do him no good. "Speak." He had to bite his tongue to refrain from tacking on "heathen" to his demand. |
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| Smitejr | May 20 2016, 04:43 PM Post #4 |
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Woah. Touchy touchy. This guy was clearly not in the mood for anything like this. Holding his hands up in a placating way, he nevertheless gets more than a little curious about this priest in some hell of a hurry. "I've heard tell of some suspicious characters roaming around up around here. Wanted to know if you knew anything..." The sensation of the crackling electricity causes Raijin to raise an eyebrow. "Are things that bad around here that you need something like that? You're pretty well armed, aintcha?" While a regular person might have heard the electricity, Raijin's nature and attachment to the element let him know the nature of it. "This aint an interrogation or nothing, but you mind helping me out a bit?" |
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| Velvien | May 25 2016, 09:15 PM Post #5 |
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Vajra growled; how had this man noticed his weapon? Perhaps pulling back would be the best option here. "The matters of Stygia are those of shadow; we do not speak on them, whether or not we know of them. I cannot help you. My business takes me to the barbaric outer circles, reason enough to carry weaponry of this caliber." |
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| Smitejr | Jun 6 2016, 08:56 PM Post #6 |
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Raijin frowns. This guy was being a real asshole, and to top it off, he was getting in the way of an investigation. "Oh come on now. This is serious! I know you fancy so-and-so priests like to keep your own counsel but this is serious! Disinterred dead on this circle's a pretty big mess...even more than normal!" He probably knew that he wouldn't get anywhere with emotional appeal, but he wanted to try. It made doing this less tough. "Look, I didn't want to bring it up, but I'm gonna have to see some ID. Stinger like that aint something anyone could just walk around with unlicensed." He smiles. "Or you could just help me out a little and we can both be on our way. Sounds more fun to me, I think." There's genuine warmth from the smile, where a different person would be smirking. "I'm sure we can work our way through this." |
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| Velvien | Jul 3 2016, 09:56 PM Post #7 |
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"Yes, I believe we can. Here is my identification." This wasn't going to end peacefully, so... Vajra drew the weapon out into full view, and it sparked with blue lightning. The electricity coursed through the ribbed globes once, before pouring out in a bolt straight to Raijin's chest. "Know me, guardsman, for I will be the one to shake this foolish theocracy to its core! Vajra, I am christened; I will drag you to Stygia's embrace myself." |
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| Smitejr | Jul 30 2016, 12:27 AM Post #8 |
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Raijin blinks. Well, that was one way to escalate things. He'd honestly thought this was just a stubborn old codger who needed a bit of lightening up...but he wasn't complaining about a fight. "Oh, you will, will you? Let's get down and dirty then." Sweeping back to avoid the bolt, Raijin wonders for a moment if the blue lightning would even harm him. Lightning was kinda his thing, after all. Better safe than sorry. Winding back, he aims an electrically charged punch at Vajra. "Vajra, huh? I think I'll keep that in mind." |
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| Velvien | Jul 30 2016, 01:26 AM Post #9 |
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Vajra hisses as lightning snakes around his foe's arm, and meets the punch with his own electric weapon. The clashing voltage erupts, driving the two further apart. Still, unless he is much mistaken, he has no way of hurting this guardsman; not without his pike. He lifts the vajra high into the air, and a bolt launches skyward. The worst scenario here is his capture; with such a perilous opponent, a call for aid is most certainly warranted. Perhaps he shouldn't have been so quick to hurl lightning. The weapon glows again, and a pair of electric orbs drift toward Raijin. "Seek your records all you wish; you will find no man of my name. I have stricken myself from the annals of history, for the sake of my vengeance." |
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| Smitejr | Aug 8 2016, 12:34 AM Post #10 |
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Grinning as his fists clash with steel, Raijin doubles back as the repellant forces drive them apart. "Not bad, not bad! My blood's really starting to pump!" As he fires the bolt and calls down orbs of electricity, Raijin settles into a stance similar to an Olympian runner. "Heh. Fair enough...but if revenge's what you want, you could always talk it over. Justice exists for a reason. There's a way to get even that doesn't involve grave-digging, you know." With that, he zips out of sight, all but turning into a bolt of lightning that charges, attempting to go through the gaps in the orbs and strike at Vajra directly. |
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