Keep It Clear [Lv1 Grind]

[Ashabel]

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The morning had not done Ashabel well, as she was awoken by another rather loud arguement between two adventurers nearby. Yawning as she lifted her head off of the slab of stone, she meandered into the street to see what was causing all of this fuss. Apparantly, these two were arguing about who killed what and who did the most in the last encounter. “Get a room you two, jeez.” Ashabel muttered groggily as she rubbed her eyes, glared at the two, then walked the other direction. Thankfully, they hadn’t heard her; or at least didn’t realize what she said until she was out of sight as the two hadn’t responded in nearly a swift fashion. First thing is first though, Ashabel needed something to eat, the hunger she felt told her to find food and soon. Unfortunately, Ashabel had little to no money to actually go and buy food; nor did she have the raw ingredients quell her stomach's growling. ‘Let’s fix that.’ She thought to herself, looking around for something she could do to earn a little money. Her eyes noticed a large board, covered in paper, and she began walking towards it to see just what this thing was. Once her eyes gained their focus, she could see several quests posted here for various reasons. There were a few quests for gathering materials, a few quests for killing a few enemies, and a few quests for just bringing someone an item from someone else. Each of those just seemed a tad boring for her taste, however one started to catch her eye.

The parchment spoke about Frenmic Rabbits getting too close to the road and that it was unnerving the local merchants as the bunnies could get aggressive and attack. Reading further she noticed that the man who posted this was Baxton himself, the local captain of the guard, and that whoever wants to help with clearing out excess rabbits needs to meet two town guards at the town exit. It looked like the pay was good, and she wouldn’t be doing it alone guaranteed so she set off to meet the two town guards.

It took a little bit longer than she expected to reach the gates, and there were two men around the same height standing below a tree argueing. As she moved closer she could hear the exact same argument that woke her up, still happening. ‘Oh no, not these guys.’ As she approached the two men stopped, looked at her, and began laughing.

“Oh no way this is one of the people joining us on patrol for the day.”
“Ahhah! She’s so tiny! So what can you do little miss adventurer? Cuddle the bunnies to death?” The two guards clutched at their sides as they started laughing loudly, high-fiving each other before pretending to wipe tears from their eyes.

“I... I read the post... C-can I join?” Ashabel hugged her staff and looked towards the ground, trying to hide her face behind the widest portion of her weapon. She was blushing from embarrassment and her voice quivered slightly.

“Bah yeah you can join us, not like you would really hold us back...”
“Especially since you adventurers don’t really stay dead.” The guards nodded to eachother before looking around for others that might be joining in. They really did not want to go on patrol with just themselves and small girl. “There has to be others, you adventurers will do anything for money... so where are they?”

Ashabel looked around as well, seeing if she could perhaps spot them first. When seeing someone, she would hide behind the tree, waiting to see what happened. Other people were not her strong suit.

Notes: Posting puts you in the posting order. Feel free to take control of the guards during your posts, just try to make them seem like stereotypical extra cocky anti-adventurer jerks.
Tags: Empress Aithne Lamenta

[Empress]

Empress was busy, practicing her movements and techniques on a training dummy that just happened to look exactly like a makeshift scarecrow. She had been doing that for the last hour. Whilst some people were busy running around like chickens with their heads cut off. She wanted to practice, to clear her head and focus on something she could actually do at this point in time. Train. To perfect her skills and to make this new body 'fall in line'. In the, she guessed she would call it the 'other world' since this new one was quite real. She never really picked up a weapon nor a shield, sure she had taken up some fencing in her junior year, but nothing really 'competitive'. Though her body seemed to be able to handle holding that heavy sword and that heavy shield without too much problem. She grabs a small towel she had set aside and began to wipe down her forehead and chest, having worked up a bit of a sweat and then put her shield at her back and her sword in it's sheath.

She began to make her way along the Plaza, looking around a bit, hiding the slight distress at being one of the taller girls she could see, built like one of those 'amazons' you would often see in those fantasy novels or video games, she was a little self conscious, but at this point in time that wasn't important. She would notice a few guards seeming to pick on a little girl. After looking through her UI, she saw it was a few NPC's who were doing the picking. She would let out a small sigh and make her way behind them, slowly she would make her way to the smaller of the two, she was actually a bit taller than him, his head barely passing her chest. She would clear her throat to garner their attention. As they both turned, one of them turned around to see 'quite' the vision in front of him.

"I do believe that such strapping men as yourselves, should be setting an example of professionalism, instead of spending their time picking on a little girl." She then smirks and 'bumps' the guards face with her chest, having him jump backwards as she then leans in, her eye focusing on him and glinting as she grins slightly. "Though if you think you're up to it, you could show me a few of your moves, though truth be told, I'd probably end up breaking you like kindling." She chuckles and then holds up a rock, crushing it with a flex of her wrist as she then watches them fumble about themselves for a moment or two before giving her quite a wide berth. 'Confuse your enemies with a bit of sexual tension and then intimidation, the blood won't know which head to flow to' she thought to herself and then made a shoo'ing motion with her hand towards the guard before she would then look down to the girl, slowly standing up to her full height.

"It's a good thing I got here to handle this 'aggro', right partner?" She asks, her hand busy fiddling with her UI, her eye darting to the board for a moment as she would then press the accept button upon the quest, she would then look back to the girl, her single eye focusing on her. "Care to update me upon the specifics?" She asks, tilting her head slightly, her hair falling away and revealing her eye-patch fully.

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[Aithne]

Though Aithne still could not understand exactly what was going on, she was calm. She had accepted that she was in a different reality, but she wasn't satisfied that she had no clue on why it happened. 'Oh well,' she thought to herself. There was no reason to dwell on that if it would just make things harder for her. Deciding this was practically the same as the MMO, she went off to find a place where she could possibly find a quest. As she walked onto the streets, she looked up to the sky and let out a small sigh. 'Just hope I can fight in this place.' As she walked down the street she had come upon, she came to a large board with tons of [re]quests posted to it. Most of the quests were relatively boring, however there was one that involved killing a few rabbits that had been concerning the "Landers". 'This will have to do. So we'll be accompanied by a few guards eh?' Arriving at the meeting point, Aithne saw a few people interacting with each other and she assumed that was the guards and whoever was going on the quest. As she got closer, she lifted her arm into the air to greet the group. "Hope I'm not to late to come along," she said.

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Notes: Sorry about the small response, still getting back into this
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Tags: Empress Lamenta Ashabel

[Lamenta]

"Rabbit's fur are fluffy"

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She is bored, this past few day she only hangs out with the adventurers by doing some quest with them.She wants to know more about this world, like how the society works and some others. The bard decides to search for People of the land who can be disturb with the meaningless question from Lamenta.



After give it some, though, a guard may help her more in understanding abut Londonium. It is their job to keep peace around the town. So, Lamenta find another obstacle, how will she get contact with this town guard, they probably won't be that friendly toward adventurers due to the fact we wreck the public safety not too long ago.



She looks around the quest board hoping it might give her an idea on how to approach them. Until, a certain quest catch her attention, something that perfects for her current situation.



<<Keep it clear>>



A quest to accompany two guards scouting around the outskirt of Londonium if there are any abnormalities on the rabbits. She smiled, looks like she will facing a rabbit once more. Not a huge problem with that, she could use that moment as an excuse to snuggle that fluffy friend and getting know better about Londonium. She takes the paper and accepts the quest button.



Now..where are the guards that I supposed to accompany. As she thought about it, she notices a small ruckus near the gate, there is a red guardian, a small enchanter, a long light blue assassin girl who slightly taller than her and two grumpy looking guards. Looks like a heated squabble is happening between the guards and the red guardian.



'So.... Aren't we supposed to be work together searching for bunnies instead fight each other? That is what it was written on the quest board right, or did I read it wrong?'



she makes her sound as confidence as she could confronting her possible new companion in front of her.

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Tag: Ashabel Empress Aithne

[Ashabel]

As Ashabel and the guards were looking around, a very large amazon-like woman seemed to show up from behind the guards. Ashabel was the first one to notice the woman as the amazon had garnered the guards attention. Whoever this was, they were much taller than the pint-sized sorcerer herself causing her to be very, very jealous of both her build and height. ‘If only I looked like that...’ she thought to herself. Having lost herself briefly in her thoughts she hadn’t noticed the woman bump the guard with her chest, just that the guard reeled back blushing completely. “W-what!?” The guard’s face was beet-red and the other guard was too busy laughing at his companion’s predicament before becoming shocked that the woman had crushed a rock in her hands. Both of the guards had turned red with shocked expressions, utterly confused as to how to react to what just happened.

By now Ashabel had stars in her eyes as what seemed to be her idol appeared, but the stars had vanished when she realized she was called a little girl. "I...I...” Her voice waivered and she was unable to even start the sentence. ‘I’m not a little girl!’ she thought to herself before looking downwards and telling Empress what had been going on. “T-these two were looking for people to join... and kill the r-rabbits.” Her voice was really quiet, not because who stood before her was intimidating, but because she was surrounded by others. She had no idea as to why she was so shy and couldn’t really put her finger on what this feeling really was? Was it embarassment? Maybe. “T-the two h-here can l-lead us down the...” her voice trailed off as she gulped for air from the constant stammering. “P-p-patrol!”
Around this time two more people had appeared, one with purple hair and another with light blue hair shortly after. The purple haired girl was trying to stop everyone from fighting and the light blue haired girl was just afraid of being late. “S-so many people...” Ashabel could feel her head getting lighter and lighter while her face became redder, eventually causing her to hide her face behind her staff.

The guards, now surrounded by four women seemed to have a polarity shift as they began acting more macho and professional. “Don’t worry ma’am, no fighting is happening in the city.”
“Now that we have a small army this patrol should be easy, alright you four.” The other guard picked up right after the first guard was talking.
“We will be patrolling the road from now, for a couple of hours or until we stop seeing Frenmic Rabbits near the road.”
“That is our goal, and we will be victorious.” The guards motioned for the four to follow them and began walking towards the gate, taking each step at the exact same time in perfect military cadence.

Ashabel hadn’t noticed the guards start walking away, but when she peered from behind her staff she noticed they were almost toward the gate. “W-waiiit” she called out as it quickly quieted down while she ran to keep up, almost tripping a couple of times; her shortened height wasn’t causing her problems when walking but made running a very dangerous activity.

Notes: Empress is next. The shorter guard's text color is orange and the taller guard's text color is darkorange
Tags: Empress Aithne Lamenta

[Empress]

Empress was just taking it all in, not admitting that she liked the reaction she got from the guards, maybe being some powerful 'creature' wasn't as bad as some of the other people would paint it to be? She would listen to the two guard prattle on and then one after the other, two more joined in with them. She would look over everyone who decided to join on in and would begin to try to ascertain how their group comp would be. She would be the last to follow suit, rolling her eye as the guard puffed up their chests and tried to lead the 'maidens'. She would begin by sending out invites to everyone currently into a party. If she remembered her MMO basics at all, first was to establish a party and then talk about roles.

"So then, since I'm going to be taking the brunt of the abuse, I suspect that, the bard.." She squints at her name for a second "Lam-enta, are you going to be support? Whilst Ash-abel and Ai-th-ne are going to be dps? I think?" She asks as she then tilts her head slightly, trying to remember what she remembered about their classes... 'The Assassin was usually melee focused and judging by the katana, she wasn't going to be as fast at dealing multiple hits of damage like a dual user, but she should make up for that with more power. The Bard's role was usually support, but could be offensive, she couldn't remember if they could heal or not, but if she couldn't.. she was about to be a Guardian who would be dying if they didn't kill their opponent's quickly enough. She'd then look to Ashabel, the Sorcerer. Good ranged dps with some forms of CC, so hopefully that should take 'some' of the pressure off of her.' She thought to herself, wanting to try and setup some kind of plan in her head a head of time.

Empress cleared her throat "Since we're going to be fighting soon, perhaps we should do introductions and what we're capable of?" She suggests as she then continues "I am Empress, I'm a Guardian which means I can make our enemies focus their attacks solely upon me and make sure that if they deviate from that plan, they shall regret it." She grins to herself and then looks to everyone else before asking "And.. one of you 'can' heal.. right?" She asks, a little worried as she didn't want to just sit there and tank till she either poofed or had to say 'screw it' and make a dash back to town, dying doesn't sound like fun. At all! But she kept following the guards at a slow pace, no sense rushing there, not like this quest had a time limit!

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[Aithne]

Some how, Aithne had failed to acknowledge the existence of the fourth party member that would be joining them. It was embarrassing, but if they had not noticed then she should be fine. The group made for an interesting comp and party in general. 'These guards are idiots...' Aithne had already seen the expressions that was on their faces as she approached. 'False bravado isn't appealing in my opinion.' As the smaller girl had spoke, Aithne found it was a bit difficult to hear what she was saying. She was clearly shy around people she did not know. Hopefully she would be able to become friends with her; clearing up some of the shyness. "Oh yeah, we're supposed to patrol the road and just clear whatever rabbits we may come across." Aithne was hoping that the problem did not just disappear, but knowing this was a game, she had a feeling that would not be an issue.

"Well, I will see what I can do. This is a bit different than I'm used to with games." Aithne admitted as the question of what roles they'd be playing came up. Accepting the party invite, she examined their classes. 'This isn't half bad,' she thought to herself as she went over her own stats quickly. Aithne smiled warmly as she heard they would be doing introductions. "My name is Aithne, I usually specialize in Assassin classes in MMOs, but this is my first time having to actually fight. Though I can promise you will not die," she confidently claimed. Aithne was not only certain that the rabbits would not be able to take on the whole group, but she was certain that her team was good. 'Hope my gut doesn't wrong me now,' she thought to herself as they walked along the road with the guards.

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Tags: Ashabel  Empress  Lamenta

[Lamenta]

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"DEAR GUARDS, BE POLITE"

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Ashabel Empress Aithne

How the guards act suddenly turn 360 degrees, it makes the early behavior of making fun of the shy girl never occurred.From being a complete *beep* to how a proper guard who asks for help should act.

The petite girl still keeps stuttering, however, she braces herself and voicing out what is on her mind. Lamenta gives her a respect for her courage despite being shy about it. The girl chases the fleeing guard, while Lamenta walks leisurely following the Guardians and the assassin.

Empress though that she is going to be a support, which, well not entirely wrong. But, Empress may have the wrong idea on how will she provide support. Lamenta decides not to judge on her, knowingly she didn't explain what is her built and her intention for it.

"As you may know, my name is Lamenta, and I am a bard. However, I want to fix a bit misunderstanding on what Empress may think of the support I will provide. I'd like to call myself as a misdirect tank, I could change the monster target to anyone I desire. So I will observe on how the battle will unravel itself and act accordingly and assign the target to anyone that suited on facing that particular monster."

"I don't have any ability on enhancing any stats nor healing, which usually normal people would think what is support is all about."

The bard occasionally taps her waist slowly following a certain beat making a short rhythm fill the silence. Aithnee introduces herself on what is she and looks like that she will be our main DPS role.

"I don't know what do you guys think, but I want to do something to make the guard feel sorry for being cocky before. What does that sound eh" The young bard speak in the lowest voice possible so only the Adventurer could hear, the distance from them to a guard is quite far away.

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LAMENTA