Windsor Castle [Stryke/Kumori/Elkeid/Caerbannog/Renai]

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Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)

The rest of the party, sans Stryke who had a red ‘disconnected’ symbol over his head, seemed to be enjoying the company of a rather loud and obnoxious something so Caerbannog thought hey, she might as well join them. With the girl’s brain addled, all the sexual comments of the key, THE key, flew over her head. As she approached the gathered adventurers, a growl caught her attention; she looked around her but no wolf or dog was around. To be precise, no creature aside from the four, five-ish, adventurers were present that is until she looked at her feet.

“ GRRRRRRRR- “ came the angry snarl of a monster book. It looked oddly familiar... like one that a certain wizard-

“ COME TO JANUS, BABY GIRL! “ the key finally noticed the samurai, “ THIS KEY’S JUST THE RIGHT SIZE SO LET JANUS POP THAT CH- “

Yeeeah, no. Caerbannog was way too preoccupied with the snarling book. She bent over to pick the thing up but it growled and snapped at her hand. Well, she was having none of that. The wolf-hair flicked her wrist as a reaction and gave the book a resounding slap right on the snout; or whatever it was... looked like a snout so yea. It grew angrier but once again, Caerbannog slapped the monster book until it knew its place. When the creature whimpered, she picked the thing up and brought it over to the group.

“ WHOA THERE! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?! “ Janus reacted to the monster book’s presence apparently. The book, in turn, snarled at the key and there was a moment of silence after that. Perhaps the key could enlighte- “ COZ JANUS KNOWS SQUAT ABOUT DAT UGLEH THANG! “

No luck. Fortunately, the monster book did seem to know the key and was visibly exasperated by its loudness. So exasperated that it sighed and opened its pages for all to see, and right in the middle there was a poster spread of what seemed to be a BDSM enthusiast. Caerbannog’s eyes instantly fell on the bright red thing in its hand.

“ I want her sword! “ the samurai exclaimed.

“ BOSS DON’T SWING THAT WAY BABY, “ the key finally revealed something useful. It would have been fine if not for the follow up, “ JANUS AIN’T NO SWORD BUT JANUS WANNA PIERCE YOU RIGHT NAO “

The rest of the monster book contained some information about that person-thing-creature, but it wasn’t in the mood to flip its own pages.

OOC Notes: ---
Word Count: 425	Tags: @dindeen Stryke Renai Elkeid Kumori

HP	100%
MP	100%
Exp	0

[Kumori]

100% 100%

Equipment: Cuirass of Shadows | Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 Skills: Tags:

: Word Count : 0551 OOC Notes: Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives

Did… did the key just speak? I mean, this was a video game world, but still. It spoke… right? No… it spoke. Ryuu wasn’t hallucinating the sounds that were coming out from the key. Was it like some kind of genie? Did it grant wishes? Then the key started saying Janus. Was that its name? Was he speaking in third person? What kind of idiot speaks in third person. Well that was answered quite quickly when he started with “who’s the doll with the big br-” and was muffled by Renai. Oh my… he was a pervert talking key. What did he do… live in the bosom of his master for 500 years and got so used to it that he needed boobs? More boobs? One set of boobs to live in was not enough, so it probably tried to harass all the maids and women of the house, until finally the master decided enough was enough and locked him up in a vial with a special liquid in it. There was good reason why it remained there. Who would want a loud, obnoxious, and perverted key hanging on your keychain all day? Well it was a good thing that Renai muffled the key’s voice, or else Ryuu would’ve done something much more violent to get rid of the key. But it continued talking, and Elkeid decided to give it a bit of attention. He could feel the ego of the key swell up from pint sized to about the size of a basketball. Was that really necessary? Well it seemed as fast as his head inflated, it was deflated at the same time, after Elkeid attempted to commit key torture. Was that a thing? It should be a thing. Waterboarding a key would be fun to do… if it had any sensations. That was when the key started acknowledging Kyuu. Oh ho ho… it did not just say that. It did not just say it was going to pop his sister’s cherry. Ryuu grabbed the key and began bending it. Had this been the Simpsons, Kumori being Homer and the key being Bart, you’d see unsafe child strangulation that was way past the border of child abuse. “You know.. I don’t take kind to people who look at my sister like that…” he said. “LET GO YOU PIECE OF SHIT! YOU JUST HAVE SOME KIND OF SISCON! STOP BENDING ME BEFORE I BEND YOU!” “Ohhh, so you want to play it that way huh? I wonder what’ll happen if I break the top part of the key…” “YOU WANNA DIE?! HUH?! HUH?! I’LL KILL YOU!” Ryuu stopped fighting with it as soon as it noticed the book. It flipped to a weird woman with a bikini top wielding a large sword. What was up with female protagonists wearing bikinis? Like.. did not care for their well-being of their body? You know, scars make the body look ugly. Ryuu shrugged at the thought but it seemed the monster book would not turn its own pages. He looked at the key that was in his hands and snickered. “Let’s see how good of friends you and this book are,” he said. Ryuu began using the key as a page turner to look at what other things they could get from the book. Code by DinDeen. Original Art by Tistelmark. :DeviantArt:

[Renai]

Oh dear god. Really and truly, what horrible being had he brought upon this earth. Renai just stood there staring as the key was investigated by Elkeid. Although Renai was certainly the elegant butler of the zone, he was having serious trouble keeping up with this key's antics. It was crass, it was rude, and it didn't fall under the normal constraints that Renai could subject humanoids too. Time-outs and the like, he meant. Oh hey, loquacious. That was a big word. Renai assumed it meant something along the lines of "a talkative little buttmunch that didn't know how to shut its face" and in fact, he was more or less correct. The housekeeper felt his nerves strain against the key's attitude and manner of speaking, as normally, he could just dropkick whatever idiot talked like that into the nearest river. Maybe the Thames.

It was probably a good thing that the key was already being physically abused by the other members of the party, or Renai would have snapped the thing in half. Oh hey actually useful information. So that lady in the... what the hell kind of armor was that. It was a travesty to all reasonable forms of attire, failed as far as armor was concerned, and frankly, Renai found it to be atrocious. The only thing so much as keeping his attention was the laser sword. "Umineko...?" It did, in fact, remind him very strongly of the sword of red from that particular form of media. At any rate, boss lady the really creepy was apparently some sort of boss. Okay. Also Janus needed to shut up. Soon. Please. PLEASE.

Oh okay so Caerbannog was Kumori's sister. Things were clicking into place now. Somehow, Renai didn't really believe that Kumori was a siscon, but that he was dangerous and overprotective? Certainly. In fact, he had gone so far as to prove it. Renai easily let the key be taken from him, only to hear it neeping moan when it turned the pages of the book. Janus said it didn't know anything about the book and yet... "Mm oh baby YEAH!" Why. Why why why. Renai's face had taken on an unmoving expression in an attempt to let his real feelings show. This key... this key. Why. Apparently, by Janus' love for women and all the "Mmm oooooooooo~ MMMMMMMM"

ohgodpleasestop. Please. PLEASE. Apparently this book was a woman. Okay. That made sense. Janus just shut up on dear lord. Renai's eyes kept flickering between yellow and orange-blue like some sort of pinwheel of colors, rotating at unreal speeds. The enchanter managed to keep his head cool enough to take a good glance at the book and squint. "I can't read that language." If they could take this book out of the castle, then maybe it could be taken to a scholar? For now, the main points were to look at the diagrams, of which there were very few. Something about some sort of trap door and maybe something about an area attack of some kind? It was very confusing for Renai, who was doing his utmost best to not strangle the key where it stood.

Also, it should have been obvious, but the snarling book was pissed. It snarled and snapped and did its best to decimate the Janus key to the point that Renai eventually pilfered the key back from Kumori. He didn't exactly want to hold onto it, but the two plot items in the adventurers' hands destroying each other was not Renai's vision of a good idea. Speaking of plot objects, Renai stared at Janus, ignoring its cries. "Ew gross I don't want to be manhandled by no palooka I wanna feel soft fle-" Yeah that was quite enough of paying attention to what Janus was saying. If he remembered correctly, the key had been red before. And if the bottle had been talking about the key for the latter part... well the key was silver now. Switch switch... switch? It was worth a shot. Inversion.

The next thing Renai knew, he was on the ground, staring up at the ceiling. He had gone ahead and cast Inversion, but the result had been unexpected. Janus had let out a massive screech and rather than rotating or inverting, Renai himself had been rotated and thrown to the ground. The key had clattered out of his grip at some point, falling onto the ground in all its newly golden tinted glory. "HEY KORA KORA HEEEEEEEEEEY YOU #@%#@)( SISSY DON'T MANHANDLE ME AGAIN OR I'LL #%#@$^)@ing WRECK YOU. OI YOU COME PICK ME UP I'M NOT GOING TO BE HANDLED BY GIRLYBOY OR THAT MALE TART! YOU HEAR ME IF HE TRIES TO DO ANY OF HIS MAGIC HOKEY POKEY WITH ME AGAIN I'LL WRECK HIM!" Janus' voice was suddenly a lot deeper and his tone of voice a lot more demanding. He was still the same lecherous little twit that he had always been, but it seemed that when Janus was gold... he acted a bit like some sort of mad king or gangster boss. His personality had shifted rather dramatically and Renai, not wanting to hear any more of it, clutched his head and cast Inversion once more.

"Something wrong, fruitcake~? I wants to be held by the ladies now, ya hear~!" Yeah this Janus was better. Not that Renai ever thought he'd say that until just now.

[Elkeid]

Listening to everyone else have their turn with Janus was all fine and hunky dory, but they would never get anywhere if they stayed in this room. Not only that, but the longer they tarried, the more lewd the key grew. It had moved on from harassing Elk to Caerbannog, and was now being used to turn the pages of a sentient and apparently female book. The sounds the key was making now were… far from appropriate. It was embarrassing and surely awkward for everyone involved. Was the key utterly devoid of shame?

To Elkeid's relief, the snarling book's attempt to destroy the key prompted Renai to separate both of them, much to Janus' disappointment. Maybe now they could actually get somewhere - or Renai could try bewitching the key and end up flat on his back for his troubles. Janus went from whining to swearing and abusive language, all directed at the Enchanter. She narrowed her eyes down at the key, which went back to "normal" after Renai tried again to calm it down. Whatever he was doing clearly was not working as intended.

Elkeid sighed softly as she took a step towards the fallen key. Janus seemed to perk up at her approach. "Hey, baby. Back for more so soon? I don't think I'll be able to - HAHAHA just kidding!" Why couldn't Janus be a man she could knock out with a well-placed punch or kick? That would make things so much easier for the rest of the party. But no - this was a magical key that did not know how or when to shut up. She would have to take one for the team if it meant shutting Janus up. She scooped up the key, which rumbled happily in her hands. "Hold me touch me... Kiss me feel me, lick me bite me, yank me spank me, suck me fu-" Her hand reflexively squeezed to cut the key off. " - Janus likes dames who like it rough, not -" Her hand retightened its grip.

"...Like I said before, the key needs a woman's touch, so I'll hold on to it for now. Since it's such a magically obnoxious key, I'm going to assume that it'll actually be of use to us. If not, I'll chuck it into the River Thames." The key, which had been shaking a bit while in her grasp, suddenly went still. Oh look. There were things that even scared the "Oh so mighty" Janus. She loosened her grip on the key -

"Janus can open any lock! I'm a master key, baby! I'll open yours and Panty Flash's, too-"

- and reapplied pressure. Caerbannog was, for some reason, "Panty Flash." "...Let's get out of here."

She led the way out of the library, leaving it to the rest of the group to follow as they pleased. The Janus key grew uppity with being silenced for so long that she relaxed her grip, occasionally running the tip of one finger along the spine of the key to interrupt its yammering. She could deal with the purring, but the periodic moans and demands for more made the walk feel longer. The people in the paintings were giving her dirty looks, and would not turn around when Janus told them to "mind their own damn business." She was being judged for PDA she wanted no part of.

By the time they made it to the locked door (flanked on either side by suits of armor), Elkeid's face was as white as freshly poured milk. Janus was still purring as happily as a fat housecat, but perked up when she lifted him towards the lock. ...This wasn't going to end well, was it? Elk didn't want to do this. She really did not want to do this. Just pass it off to Caerbannog or Kumori before Janus could -

"OH neep YEAH! JANUS IS GOING TO GIVE THAT LOCK THE RIDE OF HER LIFE!" And now Elk's face was red, redder than the Bloody Marys she fancied. God-neeping-damn it, Janus. Janus gave a soft chuckle and spoke in a reassuring tone, "Don't worry, bae. You're still my number one. Don't let what I'm about to do to this lock tarnish our relationship-"

'SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP.'

The key in her hands began vibrating at an alarming rate, now growling as fiercely as the book it had molested a few minutes ago. This would have been somewhat bearable, had the lock not jumped to life and squealed at Janus like some idiotic fan girl. The (nameless) lock growled playfully back at Janus, only encouraging the key even more. Were these items enchanted to make people wary of exploring this castle? It sure felt like it. The two suits of armor exchanged glances as the Monk stepped forward and -

[Insert gratuitous key on lock action here]

Elkeid paid little attention to the armor and weapon filled room as she stepped into it, the key in her hands now snoring loudly. She chose a small, empty table to set the key on, and collapsed into a neighboring chair. The woman rested her forehead against the table and wrapped her arms around her head. There were no words. No words.

coded by benetnasch of ET

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Words:
875

Muse:
I Feel Love

Notes:
UNCLEAN

Tags:
@dindeen, Kumori, Renai & Stryke

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Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)

So far everything that Janus had been saying had flown right over Caerbannog’s head since she was busy with the Monster Book of Monsters. All she knew was that Ryuu got upset for some reason, Elkeid seemed to want to punch things again, and Renai was flipped over literally. As for the Monster Book, it seemed really annoyed after its pages had been flipped, so against her better judgment, the samurai held the book tightly and even rubbed her face against it much like what she’d do to a pet. Oddly enough, the book began to purr and seemed to have taken kindly to her gesture.

As the party walked on, Caerbannog grew all the more confused with what the key was saying. The book did not seem to like Janus at all, and the further they walked, the more the key talked... and the samurai was confused further. Now, the thing about Caerbannog was that her mind kind of functioned strangely due to the physical and mental trauma that she experienced growing up. The 3D world, or the real world which they came from, to her was separate from the 2D world which existed in games and books. Games which included dating sims and eroge; yes, she played those things but as the RPer said, Caerbannog regarded 2D and 3D separately. Kamehame waves weren’t real, right? So why would XXX things be real?! But then it finally struck the once-sleepy samurai they were in a game! Never mind that that’s not exactly the reason, but at least she was finally connecting the dots. Who better to ask about it than-

“Ryuu-oniichan...” she skipped over to the assassin’s side and tugged at his cloak, “What’s that key saying? And what’s a panty flash?”

The Monster Book whimpered. Or was that a sigh? Anyway, soon they arrived at the door with the lock and oh dear Cthulhu what the hell? Caerbannog stood there in a state of shock after witnessing the key on lock action. Her face was pale and she clutched the book tightly. The formerly vicious creature put its face (it’s a face right?) up towards the samurai’s nose and used its pages to somehow... lick her? No, not THAT kind of lick! It was like a dog licking its owner, you nasty-brained reader! Once Elkeid sank into her seat, the wolf-hair found another empty chair and just sat there all pale-faced. That. Did. Not. Just. Happen... right?

As for the suits of armor in the room, they scratched their heads and shrugged. Once look at the key and they knew that the party was in more trouble than what the Castle was worth (maybe?). Still, they had to let the boss know that there were intruders. Oh, and that Janus was out of his prison. The armors did not want to report THAT and so they picked the smallest, weakest looking amongst them and shoved it out the door so that it could report the on-goings to their boss. As long as no one tried to engage them in combat, the armors would just let the adventurers do whatever. The Monster Book, on the other hand, wanted to cheer up the samurai so she jumped out of the girl’s arms and scooted over to a thick bear rug under which a trap door was located. Beneath that door was a room which was probably full of wonders and treasure- or Janus’ relatives. Maybe.

OOC Notes: ---
Word Count: 570	Tags: @dindeen Stryke Renai Elkeid Kumori

HP	100%
MP	100%
Exp	0

[Kumori]

100% 100%

Equipment: Cuirass of Shadows | Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 Skills: Tags:

: Word Count : 0526 OOC Notes: Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives

Ryuu let Renai take the key out of his hands. He looked at him, wondering what he was about to do, as it seemed that the book hated the key… for good reason too. If Ryuu was the female book, and the pervert Janus key was saying all this crap, he’d probably hate him too. It took a lot of willpower to stop himself from destroying the key outright with his bare hands. It would’ve been quite a sight to see all of the players save for Caerbannog trying to shut the thing up by either smothering it or appeasing it with a female body. Thankfully, Elkeid decided to sacrifice herself for the greater good. He couldn’t help but notice that he had called Kyuu “Panty Flash” “Oh HELL NO!” trying to sound black. “HEEEEEELLLLLL NOOOO! You did not just call my sister that!” he exclaimed, but before he could do anything, Elkeid found a lock and Janus kept speaking. And then the question he didn’t think he’d have to answer until he was a father of children. He looked at Kyuu, unsure of how to answer. “Ummm… well…” he started with. He was literally at a loss for words. “I don’t this is the most appropriate of places to explain what it is he meant… you should ask me again in private some other time,” he said to her, shuddering at the thought. He knew he’d have to tell her eventually. Her memory wasn’t bad enough to forget about such a promise like this. He began to formulate how he was going to tell her what the birds and the bees were… then again… why was it called the birds and the bees? As the key got closer to the lock, the lock began to move up and down and even squealed like a fan girl. “What kind of decent woman would want to be with this piece of crap?” he asked. Well it was a lock… must’ve been a slutty lock. He shook his head. Even a key that could unlock any lock that it wanted was despicable. And that was when the book covered the face of Kyuu and shielded her from seeing some softcore porn of a key and a lock. He swore that he could’ve seen some type of stripping while they were being put together. After the key was inserted into the lock, it somehow got it to sleep. Of course… he’s like an old man. After he was done with his fornication, he was ready to sleep. He couldn’t last. It was even more of a wonder why the girls wanted him so badly. I mean… he was done in a matter of seconds! “Well! Now that that’s over with… where to now?” he asked. He looked around to see a bunch of suits of armors move and sent one to probably tell someone else of their presence here. “Well then… I guess it’s time to fight, eh?” he said. He took out his sheathed weapons and was ready to attack the suits of armor. He hoped they were easy to take down… all he could do was hope. Code by DinDeen. Original Art by Tistelmark. :DeviantArt:

[Renai]

As was starting to become habit, this was another lovely nosleepgetwrecked post. It mostly came to be for the simple reason that Renai's RPer had misread the date of the last post and, on double checking, had come to the realization that he had kept everyone waiting for a week. Had that been Renai himself, there would be a lot of apologizing and such, but instead Renai's RPer gave a nonchalant woops and went right ahead posting. No seriously though his bad the week hadn't meant to quite slip away from him like that. Anyway, it seemed like the big change since last time on Janus and company, Janus had... Panty Flash? Renai himself felt a little offended at that and it wasn't even directed at him. Putting the newly discovered bro-sis relationship of Caer and Kumori, Renai glared at Janus. "I'm going to put you in a box for time outs..."

And in fact, after being subjected to the horrible trope of master keys and dicks becoming literal, Renai did just that. He rapidly constructed a small chest, much like that of a music box, then continued to quick construction more boxes until he had about three boxes. His attention had been called to the armor, but since they weren't appearing to be hostile, was there really any reason to fight them? Think about what would happen if they were all at the level of goat-kun. If Elkeid could just barely go toe-to-toe, Renai didn't want to know what multiple enemies of that type might do. If there wasn't a guaranteed need to fight, why bother? "Kumori, I recommend leaving them be." How was Renai supposed to know they were going to report anything? What he did now was that he now had a cage for Janus. He unceremoniously dumped Janus in the smallest box and, much like those Russian Matryoshka dolls, threw one box into another until Janus was holed up. Three solid layers would probably suffice. He had warned the key.

If Renai were to be completely honest, some of what Kumori said set him on edge, but with Janus sealed up... Renai took the timeout box in one hand and kept his staff in the other as he glanced down the rabbit hole. Rather than letting Caer or Elkeid lead, like any intelligent Enchanter, Renai hopped down into the dark and glanced around. The next thing he knew, something had grabbed Janus right out of his hands in the dark and made off with it before torches suddenly burst alight into a corridor. With only one way out, whatever was stealing from him had to have gone down the corridor. 

"We cannot allow you to unseal Janus and carry him around. We will not let you use him to unlock the gold door and disturb our boss as well. He will be sealed up again, forever."

Renai deadpanned momentarily as he tried to process where that voice was coming from and sighed. It had to be down the corridor. Did all ominous voices just give away free hints though? Janus could not only unlock another door, but the one to the boss room? And Renai already knew how to turn him gold. This unfortunately meant one thing though. "...it appears we must rescue Janus." Goddammit. Well anyway if it looked like a midboss and quacked like a midboss it was probably a midboss. It'd fall to Kumori, last in the round order, to poke the Dimension Handler. DH, for short. Once everyone had gathered, Renai would carefully take the back position yet again and go down the corridor into what was probably a mini boss room. Yaaaay. 

[Elkeid]

Kumori was prattling on about something, and Elkeid was not so out of it that she did not miss the sounds of suits of armor moving. She just lacked the interest to get up and do something about it, especially as they posed little threat to the group at the moment. It was probably a good thing that the Assassin did not rush in to engage; Caerbannog had taken a seat near Elkeid and showed no signs of moving.

Elkeid shuddered uncomfortably in her chair. That really did happen, didn't it? The key, the lock, the unadulterated torture that seemed to last for hours? She brought the palms of her hands to rest against her head, and issued a soft groan. Being locked in a broom closet with Scoria for seven minutes would be preferable to mental anguish. 'At least I have a funny story to tell later.' Ahahahaha no. No neeping way~.

The strands of her long hair stood out at unkempt angles once she ceased running her fingers through it. She wasn't going to have a mental breakdown right now - no; she could not afford to. The first thing she saw when she lifted her head was Caerbannog's pale face, and then Kumori with his weapons out and at the ready. A few of the suits of armor were mingling about the room, occasionally shooting dubious looks at her and her companions. She'd long lost sight of Stryke, and could not help but notice that the tall Enchanter had seemingly vanished into thin air.

It took her a moment to notice something out of place - the monster book was resting beside a peeled back bear skin rug, where a small trap door stood open like a gaping maw. She could not think of any reason why Renai would backtrack now, and unless the suits of armor were responsible… 'Please tell me he did not run off on his own.' Renai, what are you doing? Did he not know what becomes of people who go off on their own in horror movies? They typically were the first to go, along with those who announced that they would be "right back," only to never be heard from again.

Combing her hair one hand, the Monk stood up on shaky legs and took slow, controlled steps to where Caerbannog sat. "Come along," she said gently as she firmly gripped the little Samurai by a hand and helped her up. She would be lying if she said it was to help guide the girl along; the woman actually wanted to hold onto something that was small and not metallic for a bit of comfort. 'Speaking of metallic…' Janus was gone from where she had placed him, meaning that Renai was likely responsible. Good. She should have let him keep it in the first place.

As the taller of the two, she offered to go down first, and would help Caer and Kumori if they required assistance. Old, unattended holes like these were generally riddled with unsteady rungs, or in the case of this particular trapdoor, two broken rungs near the bottom. If the small corridor they found themselves in had not been lit with torches, and she had not simply chose to skip over the last few rungs with a hop, she might have fallen prey to it herself.

"Renai," she called out to the Enchanter, who was lingering a few inches away. Her eyes went to his empty hands, and then flickered down the lit corridor. She did not need it to be spelled out for her. Without a further word, Elkeid stepped past Renai and further down the corridor, leading the group God knows where.

coded by benetnasch of ET

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Words:
617

Muse:
Into the Labyrinth

Notes:
The ants go marching one by one.

Tags:
@dindeen, Kumori & Renai

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Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)

Well, Ryuu-oniichan wasn’t very helpful... wasn’t he supposed to guide his little sister and whatnot? Kyuu would definitely ask him about it again, but in private? Pfft. She’d ask him right in the middle of Londinium, most likely. So without an answer and with what she’d just seen between the lock and the key, Caerbannog’s mind flat-lined. Her eyes were still wide open and she could see all the suits of armor that walked around- oh, one of them ran out of the room- but she couldn’t really connect the dots correctly. They were in a video game, did that mean that everything that she’d seen in video games so far would happen? A zombie apocalypse? Monster nurses that would move if you shone a light on them? Would money pop out of pots if you broke them? And then her mind drifted to the scarier end of the spectrum: tentacle monsters, Sailormoon rip-offs, and oh dear... harems!?

Before the samurai could break down and cry, Elkeid took the girl’s hand and led her down a trap door to somewhere. Despite the monk’s help, Caerbannog missed a step and fell flat on her face. The resulting impact to her nose jolted her mind like a medic doing CPR to someone without a pulse. Her brain started up again and went beyond the standard functions of breathing, moving and not dying.

“OWW!” cried the samurai as the pain brought her back to their current reality, “Ohhh! A suspicious corridor!”

And at that, she ran off ahead of the others. The torches lit her way and there wasn’t much to see, but despite the illumination in that tunnel, the light at the end of it still blinded her for a moment. Caerbannog put her arms over her head as she moved from the corridor into the room at the end of it. It was a room with no corners and the ceiling seemed to be endless, so they were probably in a tower that rose to the sky if viewed from outside. The curved walls had various tapestries all depicting the woman in the book in various costumes: school girl, teacher, nurse, maid... wait, was she naked in that one? Welp. Not that Caerbannog minded; she had the same ‘parts’ after all.

More importantly, the midboss room was lighted by nothing but candles of various shapes and sizes. There were exactly eight large candles, eight medium ones and sixteen smaller ones. Wasn’t it extremely hazardous to put so many candles in a room full of tapestries? Even the floor was completely carpeted. Aside from the lifeless contents of the room, there were living occupants as well. Small men which wore tights, buttoned tops, funny shoes and hats- exactly eight in number and one of them had a familiar key in its hands. Caerbannog gasped at the sight.

“Heinzelmännchen!!!” she exclaimed.

While her eyes were on the little men which stared crossly at her, the samurai missed the massive shadow which descended from the ceiling, landed on the ground and took form, and settled on the part of the room which was opposite to her. It looked a bit like Goat-kun but had human-like features, and was armed with a massive broom. He glared at the girl who did not seem to have noticed him, and so...

“I am Robin and I like cookies,” the puck introduced itself, “Tell me, do you bring cookies?”

Once all the members of the group, save maybe Stryke, entered the room, the small men would close the door and blow out the candles one by one until the room was completely dark. Perhaps the group could start and end the fight before the room was bathed in darkness, because who knows what pucks and brownies do in the dark?

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Word Count: 630	Tags: @dindeen Stryke Renai Elkeid Kumori

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[Kumori]

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Equipment: Cuirass of Shadows | Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 | Nectar Scabbard Skills: Tags:

: Word Count : 0451 OOC Notes: Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives

Well it seemed that Renai was doing something to the key that Ryuu wished to have done way earlier in this episode of Elder Tale adventures with Ryuu and co. Yes, everyone was part of his company, and Ryuu was the main character. Well… anyways, if Renai hadn’t done what he’d done, Kumori probably would broken the key. He would’ve ran outside of the dungeon just to break it and then go back inside. Yes, he was that mad at the key. Well, Renai did run off somewhere, and well… Kumori was legitimately scared for him. He could die there! I mean, he wasn’t black, so maybe his chances of dying were less, but maybe, just maybe, there was a hint of black in there…. I mean Ryuu didn’t know. He just knew that he ran ahead of them. And oh my… Well it seemed Elkeid had the sense to help the two shorter adventurers and to make sure they didn’t fall flat on their- Okay… maybe not… Caerbannog still tripped onto her face. There wasn’t much Ryuu could’ve done to prevent such a thing, and probably better that he didn’t. She was finally wide awake. FINALLY! Like, she’d finally be a bit more useful, at least he hoped. As they got to the candlelit room, it was amazing how the place hadn’t gone up in flames. I mean… seriously… fire hazard everywhere. And then there were a bunch of gnomes that took the assassin quite a bit to realize why Kyuu said that. I mean, he wasn’t a German native, but he did get some or most of the references made, and it was a pretty popular folklore in London too. Except, there was a single anomaly when they got into the room. First, the gnome wasn’t really a gnome… it was more of a mountain troll that carried a broom. What the heck is this?! And after they had entered the room, the actual gnomes… gnomes being short people with beards that weren’t stocky, they closed the door behind them… and now they were trapped in this room with a bunch of killer humanoids who wanted their… cookies? Wait… cookies? And then that was when things got pretty sketch… all the lights went out… all those fire hazards? Blown away in a single instance. Geez… you know how hard it is to light all those candles up, one at a time? By time you finished lighting the last candle, the first one would need to be changed. Anyways… it looked like this was a boss fight, and hopefully the last of this stupid dungeon. So come at me Data Holder. We’re ready to take whatever you throw at us! Code by DinDeen. Original Art by Tistelmark. :DeviantArt:

[Data Holder]

A figure in a untarnished white suit bowed down to a beautiful mistress who had just woken up from her nap. "Milady. Intruders have arrived in the castle." Was it yet another peasant revolt? They had taken this castle for quite some time, taken the beautiful nobles in the kingdom back to their home country, and transformed all the average-looking servants into goblins and monsters. Only his master was worthy of possessing humanly beauty. Nay, it was beyond that. She was the Aphrodite of the kingdom. The mistress, who was now climbing out of bed, rubbed her eyes without any sense of caution. "They have bypassed our guards." Again, no reaction. "They have woken Janus." Her eyes flashed open at that very moment. One could see the sight of her otherworldly red eyes gleaming against candlelight. Then, a cloud resembling the texture of poured wine shrouded her iris as her facial expression grimaced.

"It has been a while, Grandier. Prepare me a glass of wine made from vineyard grapes and the blood of our youngest guest. You may use the others for the main course."

The man bowed and disappeared in a black haze.

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You enter the candlelit room. There was a complicated aroma formed from the smell of several dozen candles lined up all around the room. Fire hazard? We nobles call it atmosphere. Regardless, the gnomes managed to do their task, rounding up all the guests together into the guest room. The goatman sweeping up the room was the final presentation before the lights were blown away... and then the floor gave away. There was a flicker of candlelight that allowed the party to realize that this goatman had grabbed onto a rope that had fallen down from the ceiling the moment the candlelight had faded. But they could not reach the goat as it waved bye-bye to the guests who were now tumbling down several stories.

There was a loud crash made from the sounds of the Adventurers hitting the floor. Despite the impact, nobody had sustained any fall damage. But now that they reached the bottom of this room, the Adventurers realized that it was not just a small little room decorated by a few dozen candles. The flames returned, revealing the truth. It was now a ridiculous tall chamber decorated with hundreds, if not a thousand, candles. Super extreme ultra fire hazard. Or as we nobles call it, more atmosphere.

The man in the white suit stood properly before them, speaking up before they could even recover from their fall.

"My name is Grandier, the butler of Windsor Castle."

At this moment, the candlelight burned with even greater intensity, as if they had entered a giant oven. By the way, you roleplayers tuning in on the battle from home, I suggest you scroll up to the jukebox and play the song "Shiver". It shall be the boss theme for this battle because you're fighting one hell of a butler after all.

"And you shall be the dinner for milady. Step up and experience true cuisine!!"

Butler Grandier
Level: 24
Rank: Boss
Nature: Sentient
Weakness/Resistances: ???

[Elkeid]

Caerbannog, who had suffered a fall not too long ago, took it upon herself to streak past Renai and Elkeid into the "great unknown". Elkeid glanced back at the man she assumed to be the little Samurai's elder brother. Is this what he had to deal with on a daily basis? 'At least she can look after herself.' That was more than she could say about Sorrel, though.

She followed after Caerbannog, taking long strides to catch up, and almost walked into the girl when they reached the light at the end of the tunnel. The Samurai's pause was due to the intensity of the light in the room, which made Elk thankful for the sunglasses she had swiped outside of the castle. Still, the light was bright enough that she blinked before following Caerbannog in to the seemingly ceiling devoid room. How could a room this big fit under here? Had the tunnel advanced at a downwards angled slope in such a subtle matter that they did notice? Or had they really traveled such a great distance?

Elkeid pulled her focus away from the never-ending ceiling and to the tapestries on the walls, each depicting the woman from the book in a new costume - or lack thereof. "Did we just step into a thirteen year old boy's 'fun' room?" What thirteen year old boy would flood the place with candles, though? This was more likely the work of a silly headed young woman or incompetent servant. 'Speaking of servants…' Little men in their strange clothing (brownies?) were scuttling around the carpeted floor, busying themselves with blowing out the candles, while one large yet dumb creature demanded cookies from Caerbannog. It was all very surreal, almost as if they'd stepped into a David Lynch film.

She had little time to contemplate this, as the schmuck with the broom yanked on a rope that was apparently holding the floor up. Elkeid did not shriek when her feet found themselves on empty air. Her first instinct was to make a grab for one of the hanging tapestries, an act that was all for naught. What she grabbed instead was another falling person. Unless she wanted something to break her fall, it was a waste.

The fall that seemed to go on forever ended a few seconds later, heralded by the sound of something small and frail hitting the ground. That was probably the sound of her shades landing upon the ground, and the loud CRUNCH that preceded it was caused by her body crushing them. Elkeid groaned softly as she rolled over onto her side, away from the smashed glass that had tried embedding itself into her flesh. Her scarf had come loose and entangled around her body, and her hair was a mess…

She covered her eyes with one hand as the room was suddenly flooded with candlelight. Thanks to the burst of light, she could see that her health bar was miraculously still intact, that they were in a much smaller room, and - "Who the hell are you?" Her voice sounded groggy and far away, as if she had just woken up. There was a man in a white suit standing nearby, who had introduced himself while Elkeid was lamenting the loss of her shades. The room was as hot as an oven, and this guy was going on about cuisines…

Elkeid jerked herself into a sitting position, shades and scarf forgotten. Was he implying that they were to be some woman's meal? She pulled herself to her feet and slung her scarf around her shoulders. It was just one man in a butler's uniform. They could take him. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. "I'll be sure to make it the worse meal she's ever had."

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Muse:
Descend

Notes:
Bluh.

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@dindeen, Kumori & Renai

Words:
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[Renai]

Aaaaaaaaaah. He was late, he was late! Renai had taken the back position as he had stated before and that meant that he was keeping a watch on the situation as best as he could. That was right up until goat-kun went ahead and pulled the rope. As if that surprised Renai. The former butler of his own mansion didn't bother tumbling, even when Elkeid grabbed him. Yeah, Renai wasn't having any of that. If it was a fight this mansion wanted, Renai would drop-kick the mansion into hyperspace. Casting Inversion downward, the son of the elegant maid and gardener watched it bounce harmlessly against the ground. It was a white beam of light, after all, and even though it wouldn't do anything at all... Renai counted silently, adjusting his hands so he was keeping Elkeid's longer form from hitting the ground before his own legs did. After all, he had a plan. One, two, three, Nightmare Sphere. Renai landed softly, his legs tapping gently on the ground as he dropped Elkeid to his side a moment after. Leaning down for a moment, Renai returned Elkeid's sunglasses to her before turning to face the butler of Windsor. What a laugh.

WHAT A LAUGH.

Renai's eyes had shifted back into yellow as he stood tall, eyes locked on this butler. What a fake butler. What a cheap butler. Nonsensical. It was nonsensical for this kind of person to be called a butler of anything. It wasn't the clothes that made someone a butler, Renai could say that much. As a former butler/maid and the son of two workers in just that profession, Renai knew better than most people what it meant to be a butler or maid in service of a mansion. Inelegant. Unrefined. This Grandier was nothing but a joke. "You are...? Even though the mansion is in such a miserable state...? Even though the other maids and butlers don't do their jobs...? You're someone who can call themselves the 'butler' of this place, as though you are the head...? Nonsense. It's complete nonsense. You lack elegance. You lack refinement. You lack even the most basic requirements to be in this profession. You're a sham, Grandier!" Renai huffed and pulled himself backwards. Although he wanted very much to tackle this adversary head on, he was no fool. This was a boss fight, and there would be no solo fights or contests here. That said, Renai was not about to forgive this sham of a butler. This terrible castle, this unreasonable state... If that was the case, then it was his fault. What a sham. What a complete and utter sham. Even his theme was no good. How about a different one instead? This one was good. Renai's eyes burned yellow as he took up his stance and offered one last rebuke.

"You are unworthy of that title... I'll make you regret defiling this profession!" So much for being an anxious coward. The Renai here was certainly abnormal, but everyone was abnormal when they saw something linked to their pride being trampled over. If they were starting things off, then the obvious result was to not allow him to make the first move. So Renai was starting things off then. Time to test the waters. "As your guests, we'll take the first move." Astral Hypno. Time to see what this fake butler had in terms of resistances and what would or wouldn't work. If Hypno didn't work altogether instead of simply being resisted, then perhaps Mind Shock would fail as well. Well, Renai was not too concerned. After all, Grandier was a joke of a butler. He wouldn't be surprised if this 'butler' turned out to be nothing more than a simple brawler.

[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5 HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5 MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 68 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 with Nectar Scabbard Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives Other: Something
WC: 285	Tags: @dindeen, Elkeid, Renai, Data Holder	Skills: Skill name

There were so many candles that he wanted to knock one over and cause a real fire. He was somewhat of a pyromaniac, so burning things was a hobby of his, but he usually only burned small things. He wanted a real fire. Maybe it would help them in the future, however for now, he just stared at the butler who actually looked human. He was rather well dressed, but it sort of sucked that he wanted to kill them. Ryuu was not fond of becoming food, and well, he didn’t want his sister getting eaten either. The other two? Well he cared that he didn’t want them to die, but other than that, he put his and his sister’s safety as the utmost importance. Well… Elkeid went on about how she was going to make his lady’s meal the worst and Renai went on about how terrible of a butler he was (probably because of the lack of upkeep, cleanliness, and overall organization of his workers… Ryuu saw why Renai would be mad. Hell, any boss of another company would wonder what the hell he was thinking putting such terrible and useless workers to work!)

Anyways, Ryuu took out both of his daggers in order to ready himself against the mid-boss of the dungeon. He looked towards Elkeid, Renai, and then Caerbannog. It was time for them to fight well. “Don’t take him lightly… Renai… you’re Field Monitor and strategist. I leave the movement to you. Caerbannog, Elkeid… you both know what to do. I’ll do as much damage as possible, just keep him focused on you two. Switch off when necessary. We won’t be dying here tonight!” he said to the three companions.

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Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)

How far down the rabbit hole will little Caerbannog go? As the four of them plummeted to the depths of the dark abyss, the samurai would have contemplated the purpose of her existence and the meaning of life if not for the fact that the darkness made her feel sleepy. A frightened squeak reminded the girl of her companion who had been neglected by the assassin all that time, and so she finally unsummoned the frenmic rabbit much to its relief. Kumori had stated at the beginning of the dungeon run that he would take care of the rabbit, but not once did he bother with how the creature was doing or even if it was still alive and well. If only the place was well-lit, the assassin would have seen the look of disapproval on Caerbannog’s face, but alas it was completely dark and so even the samurai soon forgot her annoyance. She began to fall asl- THUD.

“Hnn…” the samurai rubbed her nose as she sat up.

Caerbannog had fallen face down onto the cold ground, and even without fall damage, she sustained a nosebleed that was as close to realism that the impact could get. If she was in the real world, she would have already died. But the dungeon had some sort of magic in place, probably video game magic; and so Caer survived to wreak more havoc in-

“OOOOOOOH!” said the girl in awe.

She had missed most of what the others said and had no inkling as to what was going on. The candles all looked so pretty and dangerous though. Caerbannog stood up and skipped over to the nearest candle, and then she unceremoniously thwapped it away. THWAP. And that was it. The candle flew onto other candles and soon a little spot of the room burst into flames. Why, Caer, why?!

“Redecorating!” yelled the samurai.

As she turned around, she noticed that the party seemed to be reacting badly towards a person who was dressed in a fairly prim and proper way. Understandable, since he was a villain. And how did she know that he was a villain? Because he dressed spiffily. Like Scoria. And so little Caerbannog walked over to the butler’s side, waved to get his attention and once he turned to her or even as much as glanced at her direction, the samurai played her part. With a wide smile of her face, her left hand on her saya and her right hand held up to wave at the butler, the wolf-hair started up her [Samurai’s Challenge].

“Hello,” the Beast greeted politely, “neep off.”

Oh, how rude! She corrected herself.

“neep off. Please.”

OOC Notes: Unsummoned Hrairoo. Used Samurai's Challenge (Chain 1)
Word Count: 440	Tags: Renai Elkeid Kumori Data Holder

HP	100%
MP	95%
Exp	0

[Data Holder]

"Well, excuse me, kid! You wouldn't last a day as a butler back when Janus was a human!" Shouting this, he quickly adjusted himself. "I assure you, it is best to walk in one's shoes before coming to any conclusions." Grandier was then confronted by a small girl in rather bulky armor. It's like Milady during her knightly expeditions, only Milady was stacked. She did a wave that generated some kind of atmosphere that really made his blood boil. Such a casual gesture with such an obscene greeting... it made him want to stick knives in this girl. But... he was smarter than to focus all his attacks on one person. Especially with four other targets (what happened to that fifth guy the goats had warned him about?), he couldn't afford to ignore them. So he did what was probably most appropriate. He snapped his fingers, causing the candles to burn with a great intensity. It was getting extremely hot. And also extremely sweet-smelling because of melted candle aroma. Which was worse?

"The room is now at 40 degrees C. 104 degrees F since some of you look like foreigners. It will be rising 1 degree every minute."

Now, basic human physiology meant that sustained effort in such heat was not usually the best idea. Once the heat got to around this level, heatstroke was bound to set in after some time. Concentration levels would waver and consciousness would soon fail after several minutes of exposure. It was a fact even for Adventurers. Even without your HP even depleting at all, you could possibly suffer a nasty status effect that would greatly sap at your strength constantly. The hard part is knowing when it was going to kick in. People of weaker physical constitutions were definitely more susceptible to heatstroke. Of course, Grandier himself would be fine. After all, he wasn't human anymore...

"Much less defeat me, can you even find a way out!?" This was a hint that there was probably a way out of the room already. Chances are that it was blocked by a wall of candles, many of which would collapse onto the party and scald them in hot wax, but that was another story. Not to mention, there was a hostile butler ready to attack them if they happened to wish to escape. Of course, RPG conventions say that if you ran from the midboss, he'll come back later. It was a matter of weighing the odds.

He performed a series of backflips to keep himself some distance between the group at first. With a simple gesture of his hands, by clenching them and then spreading them open, knives appeared in each gap of his fingers. Grandier would launch the first attack, having been taunted by the little Samurai. Nine knives flew off in a forward direction, aiming to hit whoever should happen to run in their way. The tenth knife was flicked into the palm of the butler at that moment in a reverse grip. A red light flashed from his eyes for a second, as though suggesting the power of his attack. And then, with a burst of speed, he was off, ready to mince his foes.

- Preheat: Grandier raises the temperature of the room to over 40 degrees C (104 degrees F). No actual effect, but players will no doubt feel very uncomfortable. The temperature rises by 1 degree C every minute. Usable only once per battle. The higher the temperature, players have a risk of getting heatstroke and taking damage per second. The effect continues until all party members have escaped the room.
- Tumble: Grandier flips several times to either quickly dodge an attack or close the distance (and possibly kick the enemy). Cooldown 1 second.
- Set the Table: Grandier summons a number of knives in thin air, often to throw at targets. Cooldown 2 seconds; used more frequently against parties of ranged attackers. 
- Smash Banquet: Grandier rushes through the room at high speed, ricocheting in multiple directions as he slashes enemies with his knife. Cooldown 5 seconds. One additional unknown effect is not currently applicable.

[Elkeid]

While Renai went on a mini tirade, Elkeid brainstormed, or at least tried to. It was awfully warm in here, what with the overuse of candles. Wasn't that so called butler hot under his stiff white suit. A bead of sweat rolled down the nape of her neck. Something about evasion… 'Why does it have to be so damn hot in here?' Oh God. What was Caerbannog doing…? Elk's eye twitched as the little samurai sent a candle flying. A small burst of flame appeared as that corner of the room was set on fire. Perfect. This was just what they needed. She wasn't prepared to sit around and sweat in a sauna. No.

A trembling fist and a scowl given to the girl. An inelegantly raised middle finger and bared teeth were tossed at that smug face son of a bitch. This was all his fault. If this room got any hotter, she would do an acrobatic neeping pirouette off the deep end. That was pretty much the only thing keeping her from flying into blind rage. There was only a certain amount of - this guy. THIS GUUUUUUUY!

THIS.

GUY.

ONE HUNDRED AND FOUR DEGREES. And rising by the minute. Let's not forget that part. If this was heat generated by Mother Nature, she may have been able to handle it, but this was the kind caused by an abundance of candles in a closed room. Having burned documents and sitting close to fireplaces or campfires, Elkeid knew just how bad the heat caused by a fire could be. One could singe their eyebrows, for example, or much worse - catch on fire.

The woman began to pace around in a small, tight circle, like a caged animal at the zoo. Fire. They were surrounded by licking flames, made worse by the scent of burning wax. It was probably a good thing that her armor was sleeveless and in one piece, or she would have ripped parts of it off already. The scarf was bad enough… Oh right. Grandier was also a threat. Uuuuuh.

She really did not want to deal with the fire and this guy at the same time, but what other choice did she have? Trying to smash through a wall of flaming candles and hot wax would be more painful than a stab wound or two. She side stepped the thrown daggers and swung one fist forward, elongating it as she activated her Zoom Attack skill, attempting to catch Grandier unawares with a punch to the side - preferably the head. Screw him if he thought he could stand back and snipe from across the room. Screw this whole freaking room.

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Muse:
Hot In Herre

Notes:
Battering Ram would come in handy right about now. q_q

Tags:
@dindeen, Kumori & Renai

Words:
447

[Renai]

Wow you sure don't know anything, huh Grandier? "oh no janus is the worst thing I've ever had to deal with oh no my life sucks" wow. Wow you're a loser. Wooooooow. Also, 'kid'? Excuse you. And for someone complaining about walking a day in someone else's shoes, what did Grandier know about Renai's butler and gardening life? Psychos... psychos everywhere. Renai shivered. Anyway the important point here was that Grandier in his completely inelegant and nonsensical way, seemed to have ignored Astral Hypno entirely. That's nice. Really nice. Kumori was saying something about being a field monitor or something but that just sounded like backline control work and Renai wasn't going to do that. No, Renai was a maido. Butler. He was a butler! And his pride was at stake here so he just straight up ignored Kumori's advice. Renai didn't really care about the temperature so much as it wasn't exactly terrible yet... oh who was he kidding. 104 F or 40 C was a terribly hot temperature. Not unbearable for a butler of his great stature, but it really did suck.

Anyway Renai went ahead and cast Mind Shock on the butler mid-flip (Renai could cast quickly, but not that quickly) just to neep him over, especially seeing as doing a backflip when your sense of direction was reversed would probably result in a rather unfortunate tumble. Hahaha get it, Grandier's tumbling and he's about to tumble. Speaking of shitty things Renai was going to do to this fake butler, if Grandier fell down, Renai would immediately cast Astral Bind. The downside of being taller than Caerbannog? You stand taller than 1 meter. Astral Bind restricted movement beyond a meter. While standing, that meant horizontal directions plus small jumps, but when you were on the floor, that meant something entirely different. In other words, you weren't allowed to get up. If Grandier didn't slip up (quite the butler after all), Renai would cast Astral Bind on him after the knife throws (which would probably be really poorly aimed thanks to Mind Shock). No dashing for you. If someone managed to tackle him to the floor, then Renai would cast the bind on him then instead. Get wrecked you shitty fake butler. The 'Field Monitor' probably should have been looking for a way out, but wasn't there a much simpler solution? If they just beat the stuffing out of this guy, the heat would stop rising anyway? Besides, 1 minute was a long time. Most fights didn't last that long at all. Oh and Elkeid was punching this guy's lights out too. Good. Renai approved.

[@dindeen Elkeid Kumori ]

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[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5 HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5 MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 68 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows Main Weapon: Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 with Nectar Scabbard Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives Other: Something
WC: 276	Tags: ?	Skills: Quick Draw, Deadly Dance, Accel Dance

It seemed that the group was on a time limit. Without much to work with and his Tier II skills blocked, the assassin had to simplify his tactics to when he was a neophyte. Well, it wasn’t a difficult problem, as most of the things he used to set up his Tier II skill were Tier I skills. Good thing was that he could steal deal significant damage. First up, we have the tankiest of them all, Caerbannog. Ryuu sighed as she used some pretty obscene language, but he shrugged and would continue to follow her lead as the tank. She had done her job as tank and took control of the boss. With the activation of Quick Draw, the assassin approached the back side of the butler, Grandier. With his back side attack, or as organic chemists would like to describe SN2 reactions as… (for all of you who don’t know, SN2 reactions are a type of substitution reaction in organic chemistry and usually was called a “back side attack” because it attacked from an opening between two bonds and shoved an atom out of the molecule, thus back side attack) and so he would do that and use Deadly Dance and soon after activating Accel Dance in order to add more speed to his basic attacks which would hopefully do enough damage to kill the bastard as soon as possible.

It also seemed that Renai was hell bent on showing who was the better butler, so he decided to go fight the guy as well. Oh boy, this was going to be a long day. Welp, 3 moves, 5 seconds, that sounded about right.

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Equipped: Charcoal Yoroi with Pitch-black Yukata | Windsor Antiqua Nagamaki (2H)

Damn, the room was hot. But 40 degrees Celsius was just a little above normal during summertime in Japan. The problem was that the temperature would rise every minute, and Caerbannog was not sure if she would like to stick around for that. Especially because there was no beach to cool off, and there was no grilled squid. Speaking of grilled squid, it would be nice if they had some good food for all those burning candles. Maybe then, the butlers would stop PMSing. It seemed to be a contest between butlers, and the samurai sure as hell did not want to get caught up in that, especially since Grandier seemed to be intent on talking non-stop.

A way out of the room? Well, that was an idea. Unlike the rest of the party, Caerbannog hopped around seemingly without a care in the world. As soon as Grandier was poised to attack directly though, the samurai activated [Denkosekka] to increase her movement speed. With the monk and the assassin ready to attack the enemy butler, she could probably avoid his direct attacks due to some delays on his part. Caerbannog dashed quickly to her left side away from her original position which would have been aimed at by Grandier, and then she drew her sword and threw an attack right at a stack of candles and a wall.

Why a wall? Because doors were usually on walls. Windows were on walls too. Anything that could provide some ventilation would be nice. And Caerbannog did not just use a lone sword for the attack; she had used the very ‘useless’ [Zantetsuken]. Against Grandier, it would have been a laughable attack, but against candles and a wall, the attack provided enough pressure to knock the danger away to the sides and to create massive gashes on the flooring and wall that the samurai aimed for. The wolf-hair then turned to look at Grandier and once she ascertained his position, then Caerbannog would move to the opposite direction and use [Zantetsuken] on another portion of the wall as soon as the skill cooled down.

OOC Notes: Denkosekka 15s buff 45s cd. Zantetsuken 0.5s cast 5s cd.
Word Count: 350	Tags: Renai Elkeid Kumori Data Holder

HP	100%
MP	85%
Exp	0