Dance To Save the Moon [CLOSED/RAID GROUP]

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[attr="class","titled2"]DANCE TO SAVE THE MOON

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[attr="class","post2"]Things were going a bit slowly in Moon Dance Village on this particular day. Ever since Esperia had visited the village and was now aiding in the care of Lemmyl, a young Adventurer who had recently been poisoned using some unknown means by a band of Heretics, Ridley felt more relaxed. She went about her daily patrols just as she usually did, but did so with a bit more readiness, her mind no longer burdened by thoughts of the poor girl and what might happen to her. She still thought about her, of course, and visited each day before returning to the Warden barracks at the edge of town. The healers who were working on a cure for the poison felt that they were nearing a breakthrough and, hopefully, a cure. Only time would tell now, however. And Ridley was steadily counting the minutes.

During one of her routine patrols, Ridley found herself standing just outside of the village's eastern exit, a route used primarily by suppliers rather than residents or Adventurers. She stood for a moment, looking out at the wilderness beyond the perimeter of the village. Cherry blossoms fluttered in the breeze, which would pick up to a light gusty wind every now and again. The sounds of the leaves in the trees and on the forest floor filled her ears with an almost deafening rustling sound. She was about to turn back toward the village when the wind suddenly died down, silencing the sound of rustling leaves with it. It was then that something caught her attention. Just at the edge of her hearing, Ridley thought she heard movement in the trees. She snapped her gaze back out to the forest, just in time to see a shadowy figure dart behind a tree. She immediately went into alert mode, gripping her long sword as she scanned the trees for anymore movement. She stepped backward behind a tree next to the small red torii that marked this particular entrance to the village. She peered around the trunk, watching for anything suspicious.

Just then, she saw another figure dart between two trees. She couldn't be sure if it was the same figure, since this one was a ways closer to the village, but she was sure the first figure could have moved that far without her noticing. The possibility of multiple figures was too much to ignore, and their movements were way to suspicious to pass off for simple travelers.

A second later, she heard the snap of a twig off to the side and very near to her location. She turned and drew her sword, not wanting to take any changes. Just then, she saw the silhouette of a robed figure caring a staff. They seemed to be staring right at her, her assumptions confirmed as the end of his staff began to glow a bright orange. Her eyes widened as the conjured fire spell sailed toward her. She reacted quickly, however, leaping backward as the spell crashed into the tree, splintering and smoldering the bark and causing residual sparks to rain around her, lighting the dry, dead leaves in an instant.

"Oh no," was the only thing she was able to get out before turning tail and running toward the village. As she passed under the torii, she caught sight of two more mages advancing toward Moon Dance. "I have to get help here, now." Unsure of where to find anymore of her comrades right off the top of her head, an idea hit. She darted between a row of small houses, breathless, and brought her hand out in front of her, palm facing outward. "Come on, you stupid thing, work," she cursed. After what seemed like a lifetime, she was greeted by a small interface menu. Her basic access only granted her a few options, but what she was looking for was easily found. In the bottom left of her vision, a small semitransparent box could be found. She tapped her finger, and a flashing cursor appeared in the left of the textfield. Since she couldn't use the telepathic communication of Adventurers and other more-well-versed Landers, this was her only hope. She flicked her fingers across the holographic keys as fast as she could, grinding out the message with reckless abandon.

/hsout ↵
/hsout is not an available command.
/shout ↵
HLEP NEEDED MOON DANCE VILAGE UNDER ATTACK BY HERETICES CALLING ALL WARDEN LADNERS AND LOACL ADVENTURERES CURREMT LOCATION EAST ENTRZNCE MOVING FAST SEND HELP IMMEDAITELY

She tapped the return key one last time and closed the interface. "Please. Anyone. Respond."

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Tyonis : level 1 Samurai : TANK
Esperia : level 10 Druid : HEALER
@ridley : level 1 Warden : DPS
Aeon : level 15 Sorcerer : DPS
Lavinia : level 10 Enchanter : SUPPORT

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[Tyonis]

Power perceived is power achieved!

-Tyonis [Samurai]

Now that Tyonis finally unlocked several more essential Skills to his endgame build, the Samurai had begun to adventure past the Windsor Greatwood and advance toward the expedition's frontlines. His journey reminded him of all the games of Oregon Trail he played as a kid while he still lived in America. The thrill of the unknown - the constant threat of danger added a level of flair the game could never truly capture. Several times already had the Samurai almost succumbed to Sarum Frontier's fauna and flora.

As he often did when confronted with a new area, Tyonis began the arduous task of mapping it out. He was no cartographer, but the Interface did almost all the work. All he had to do was walk and fight the occasional monster. He decided to play as careful as possible, dreading the chance of getting lost, and kept to the roads. He could explore the wilderness after he memorized a few key landmarks and this 'Moon Dance Village' was famed for having a multitude of cherry blossom trees that bloomed out of season. The Samurai couldn't think of a better waypoint.

He was following a well-beaten path when he heard a girl's shout of desperation. He spun on his heel, trying to identify the source but whoever was yelling was nowhere near his field of vision. Still, the cry was clear, as if the girl was standing right next to him.

The Heretics were attacking the Moon Dance Village? He broke into a dead sprint. Still, this was the first time he'd heard someone use the /shout ↵ command. Tyonis knew it existed but refrained from accessing it, since from his experience, shouts tended to be zone-wide. He didn't want to be rude, after all.

The person who was using it now must have been desperate. Even if this was some kind of trap, Tyonis couldn't just leave it be. In the old world, he was a regular, average Joe. Thus, he was powerless.

But here, in Elder Tale, he realized could make a real difference, for good or ill. Here, he had true power.

His fingers wrapped tightly around the hilt of his sword, strapped firmly across his back. He drew it an inch from its sheathe as an NPC came into view. A staff wielding Heretic Mage with an aggressive tendency. His eyes locked onto the NPC. Just as Tyonis entered agro range, he felt an alien weight on his shoulders, sapping his strength. He inadvertently slowed to a halt and stared at his hands as the power he had earned through the countless slaughter of wild animals began to slip through his fingertips like grains of sand. He flipped through his Interface and glared at what he saw, eyes wide with shock and anger.

"The hell is thi - Level Sync?! Is this some kind of Story Quest?!" Tyonis lamented, much louder than he intended. The mage spun on his heel at his outburst and launched a fire spell at him. The Samurai cursed and dove behind the corner of a house, almost colliding into yet another NPC as he threw himself against the wall to break the mage's line of sight.

Out of sheer reflex, Tyonis almost unleashed Bushido: Iaido on the offending Lander, but a quick scan revealed the NPC's Class: a Level 1 Warden. He drew the most obvious conclusion: this girl had sent out the distress call. And since she was an NPC...

"Your shout turned this into a Story Quest or something!" Tyonis snarled in frustration as he pushed himself off the wall. He shook his head; this Lander wouldn't understand MMO mechanics. He took a moment to restore his composure and subsequently, reign in his Fox Tail features to revert into a more human appearance. Level Sync or not, he had come here with the intention to help, even if his own strength was diminished. A quick glance at his Interface told him the Level Sync only applied to his stats and not his Skills. He was weaker, but he'd make due. With a grimace he offered his hand to the Lander.

"Tyonis, Samurai. I'm here to save your village." He announced, abrasively.

Level: 21 10 HP: 100% MP: 100%

Status Effects: None

Skills Used: None

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Notes: @ridley

Made by Zirnitra of Elder Tale

[Aeon]

Aeon sat relaxed, he planned to hunt tonight in search of prey that would be suitable for his experiments, he had come out to this village as a rest point before his journey onwards, little would he know that this little spot would take up much of his day and break a few things that he rather enjoyed.

Aeon sipped at a small mug of herbal tea, it wasn’t perfect it wasn’t PG tips of the real world but hell getting back to the medieval routes was a rather interesting event and prospect for the future of the people his fellow humans who were now adventurers, it would be interesting to observe and make notes on them to see how they adapted to the environment, observing things was interesting.

It took one shot to send him into one hell on a rage, it seemed he had unwilling been in a new event zone, one that wouldn’t be the standard to other nations Elder Tales.

A black round exploded through his mug, his tea, his tea, it may not be like that nice back sided brunette’s work places tea but this was still tea.

Three Cloaked and hooded figures where down the road from him, one with their hand out extended.

Aeon’s sword came from its sheathe, he slowly and methodically walked towards them, his eyes if one could see them would be said to be filled with rage.

A fiery orb built up in his left hand, “orb of lava” the foes around the strongest looking one were turned to ash it seemed these creatures even if they were humanoid in nature were far lower level than he was.

One still stood, slightly toasted this centred creature wielded a staff.

Around Aeon, something seemed to shift out of his peripheral vision as black chains erupted from the ground, these shadowy essence digged into his thighs.

A root.

“Blink”

Root’s could be escaped in theory by using escape abilities, however escape abilities could still be used offensively, As he warped back into reality from his blink, Aeon’s sword cut through the figures left knee.

It seemed he was right these things were just small fry weak and easy.

Though he still had some rage to let out, he cut and cut removing the creatures tongue and its hands it seemed to Aeon that many abilities were cast by voice calls at least in adventurer’s so removing said body parts may stop them from using there skills……

Eventally the figure would die from a mixture of repeated stabs and blood loss, that seemed enough of a punishment for destroying Aeon’s mug and wasting his tea.

WC:433

[Esperia]

It had been at least several days since her arrival in the Moon Dance Village. Of course, there was no other place for the young Foxtail to be in after discovering the fact that her lover had been struggling a cruel battle against some sort of poison that a Heretic mage had cast upon her. While Esperia knew little about video games, she was quite knowledgeable about the medical field, having decided to pursue a career after her parents in the pharmaceutical industry. After examining Lemmyl it became clear that there was some unusual form of Miasma that had invaded her body, one that prevented her from dying, one that left her in a condition that could only be possibly labeled as torture. Fortunately for them, she had chosen the profession of a Pharmacist, one who specialized in medication, and to be honest it was likely one of the few things that would be able to save the girl. However, a cure was nothing without the right materials, and with most of them being located in the woods that were being plagued by various unsavory figures, it was truly a struggle for Esperia to be able to get the final materials. The village had been kind enough to allow her to stay, and some of the Wardens even agreed to escort her during the times she went searching for herbs to lessen her lover's pain but... It wasn't enough yet.

"I need to find a way for those woods to become safe again..."

She had been musing to herself, walking along a path near the village when suddenly she felt a surge of heat heading her way, and on the limit of her reflexes the little Druid barely rolled to the side to avoid the fireball that slung past her and collided against a rock.

"What the--- It's raining fireballs!"

That didn't seem like something natural... No, that fireball was aimed at someone, and unless she made an enemy it was unlikely she had been the target. A brief look around shown her that a familiar girl was talking to a armed man, and letting out a sigh of relief she ran toward their direction. It was Warden Ridley, one of the village's guardians, and someone she considered a bit of a friend after the entire event that led her to meeting Lemmyl. Raising her free hand toward them the girl exclaimed with a smile.

"First fireballs, then Ri-Ri trying to shout in a none-verbal fashion... Unfortunately those heretics are aiming for your village... I won't let you lose your home, nor allow anyone to endanger Lemmyl."

The girl paused for a moment, it was difficult for her to not call Rebecca by her nickname, but she was slowly growing used to it, at least so she wouldn't confuse people too much. Turning toward the man, who introduced himself as a 'Samurai', causing her to make a light polite bow toward the man.

"My name is Esperia, a friend of Ridley and the people of Moon Dance Village. This village is housing someone I consider very dear for me, so I shall lend you my aid. I'm a Druid, mostly specializing in healing magic."

However, it seemed they weren't alone... Not so far from their current location a Sorcerer, as evident from his magical spell had just attacked some enemies, the sight of it making her frown lightly. However, first things first. Turning toward Ridley Esperia's expression turned into one of concern.

"Ri-Ri, I left the village a few hours ago to gather herbs so I'm not aware of the situation but... Are the other wardens inside the village? Maybe you should--- No, that would be silly of me to suggest. Even if we are different in the sense of a Adventurer and a Lander we both got reasons to protect the village. Just don't you dare dying before Lemmyl can express her gratitude."

Gripping her staff a bit more tightly the girl tried to get a clearer view of the current situations. So far she counted four allies, including herself. Tyonis the Samurai, the unknown Sorcerer, Ridley the Warden and she, the Druid. Was this their whole team, or would they get more reinforcements? What about the enemy numbers? She had yet to see any new raiders show up, so perhaps those were merely the first scouts of the enemy's main force? Whatever the case had been...

"Mister Sorcerer, there's surely more enemies on the way! It would be best to regroup and adapt into a formation that suits our roles."

Of course she was merely repeating the knowledge she had learned from her time spend training with Shira, but for the time being she had been ready to start healing people if they became in need of some support.

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WC: 801
Note: I really need to get a fancy template, also sorry for the delay. Had some issues to deal with

[Lavinia]

Lavinia was sitting in the shrine at the center of the village talking with its Elder, Elder Yamamoto. She made it a habit to come back to the village every so often to visit after she helped them discover the purpsoe of the Moon Spirit that floated above the village. As if right on queue the warden known as Ridley shouted a call to arms, the village was attack by a group of heretics and their minions. Taking one last sip of her tea Lavinia pushed herself to her feet gave the Elder a bow and turned to leave. Standing in the door way she turned just slightly back to the Elder "We'll take care of this." she said smiling and without waiting for a reply, headed for the east entrance. After Lavinia left the Elder also stood and spoke to one of her attendee's "Give the Scholar full command over the defense of the village.", the attendee nodded and ran off. As Lavinia walked toward the east entrance landers from the village came and gave her verbal reports on the attack, she was surprised to find out that the Elder had given her command over the defense for this attack But that didn't matter now, she was focused on gathering as much information as possible from the reports that she was receiving. As she came upon the group that has assembled thanks to the call, Lavinia opened up her interface and sent them all a party invite. She recognized Tyonis from a previous adventure and gave him a smile that faded quickly, since this wasn't the time for it. "The village is under attack by a band of Heretic's and their subordinates." she says with a tone of voice that expresses an underlying hint that she knows what is going on, as she walked up towards the group. Looking over the group Lavinia sees, Tyonis a Samurai, Ridley a Warden, Aeon a sorcerer and lastly Esperia a druid. "Perfect, a full party with all the correct roles, this should be easy." she thought. Looking at each member of the party as she explains what tshe would like them to do, "Tyonis, I would like you up front, Ridley, up front with Tyonis. Aeon and Esperia behind them with me please." she instruct in a more pleasant tone from before. She hoped the group would follow her instructions, having a single person call the shots would easily ensure a effective defense of the village. "Even with the level sync, we shouldn't have a problem dealing with these guys. Should be fun actually." she says taking out her staff and closing her eyes as she begins to cast Keen Edge on the group. Keen Edge would be incredibly useful in this group, boosting the effectiveness of physical weapons for the group would increase their damage by a decent amount, since Ridley, Tyonis and Aeon all had them. Once Keen Edge's casting was complete Lavinia would be ready to go. As the enchantress was casting Keen Edge on her party four figures could be seen heading for the entrance the group was gathered at. Walking toward the village were a Level: 10: Apprentice Heretic Mage a hooded mage wielding a rather worn looking wooden staff, a Level: 8: Corrupted Guardian a male human lander with level two signs of corruption, a Level: 8: Corrupted Assassin a female fox tail lander with level two signs of corruption and lastly a Level: 8: Corrupted Sorcerer a female Elf lander with levle two signs of corruption. They would continue to head toward the village and agro the group in roughly thirty seconds. WORD COUNT:607 TAGS:Tyonis, @ridley, Aeon, Esperia NOTES:Please check the discussion thread for enemy information. I hope I know what I'm doing... XD