Cannon fodder (fantasy superpower rp) (closed, started)
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Claire was searching for weak points in the tomb's construction when her world rotated 90 degrees. Enthralled by her search, she failed to notice William approach her until it was too late. She felt his hand touch her back, but before she could turn to see the matter, He'd placed his other hand behind her knees and lifted her - resulting in squeak of surprise.
"William!" she called out in shock before he could speak, but other protests were prevented by his words. "I will carry you back Claire." he said, before making his way out of the cave. Claire meanwhile tried to get him to stop for a few seconds longer, arguing in her mind that 1) she could walk just fine and 2) it was embarrassing to be carried when the first was true, and most importantly. She was going to add that he was bound to injure himself if her tried to carry her too far, but between his powers and the look of easy movement on his face that point died in her throat.
Of course, the other part of her mind was already making counter arguments against her - all related to either the passionate ecstasy at being carried by her lover and the more physical feeling of his muscled chest and arms pressed against her. Being the prideful person she was and her general dislike of embarrassment, her choice was obvious.
She blushed lightly, muttering "Thank you William" lightly; she had a feeling that the embarrassment was here to stay. "At least I get the consolation prize" she thought to herself as she wrapped one of her arms around his neck to the opposite shoulder and snuggled into the comfortable embrace.
"William!" she called out in shock before he could speak, but other protests were prevented by his words. "I will carry you back Claire." he said, before making his way out of the cave. Claire meanwhile tried to get him to stop for a few seconds longer, arguing in her mind that 1) she could walk just fine and 2) it was embarrassing to be carried when the first was true, and most importantly. She was going to add that he was bound to injure himself if her tried to carry her too far, but between his powers and the look of easy movement on his face that point died in her throat.
Of course, the other part of her mind was already making counter arguments against her - all related to either the passionate ecstasy at being carried by her lover and the more physical feeling of his muscled chest and arms pressed against her. Being the prideful person she was and her general dislike of embarrassment, her choice was obvious.
She blushed lightly, muttering "Thank you William" lightly; she had a feeling that the embarrassment was here to stay. "At least I get the consolation prize" she thought to herself as she wrapped one of her arms around his neck to the opposite shoulder and snuggled into the comfortable embrace.
I'm okay with a time skip so long as Floris is
Claire squeaked "William!" when he lifted her up, she seemed surprised and a bit embarrassed. She then started to try and get him to stop, which he blatantly refused. She then seemed to calm down and accept her fate, "Thank you William" She said wrapping one of her arms around his neck as snuggled up to him. He was happy to see she had accepted her fate without putting up much resistance. He looked down on Claire, noticing her wounds which he had inadvertently caused.
He made up his mind, the party would rest a while before continuing on their journey. Even though he would hate having so many non humans around him, especially that bunch, he didn't have much of a choice. They really needed some serious rest. Up until now they had all been running out of supplies, and using what little power they could muster to just scrap by. Some real rest would do them good, and it would give him time to sort out the problem with Rias. Though convincing Rias and Karen to go inside as well would be hard enough.
Still for now he just had to worry about carrying Claire, he hoped it would give her some much needed rest. Though he would be lying if he didn't say that, part of the reasons he was carrying her were for himself. His mind then began to wonder a bit, if they did stay at the village would they share a room? A light blush appeared on his cheek, which he tried to hid as best as he could. If only he had a helmet with which to cover his face, he then remembered he had once had a helmet and the events up to losing it. He couldn't help but chuckle quietly, back home they would never believe all of his stories.
He made up his mind, the party would rest a while before continuing on their journey. Even though he would hate having so many non humans around him, especially that bunch, he didn't have much of a choice. They really needed some serious rest. Up until now they had all been running out of supplies, and using what little power they could muster to just scrap by. Some real rest would do them good, and it would give him time to sort out the problem with Rias. Though convincing Rias and Karen to go inside as well would be hard enough.
Still for now he just had to worry about carrying Claire, he hoped it would give her some much needed rest. Though he would be lying if he didn't say that, part of the reasons he was carrying her were for himself. His mind then began to wonder a bit, if they did stay at the village would they share a room? A light blush appeared on his cheek, which he tried to hid as best as he could. If only he had a helmet with which to cover his face, he then remembered he had once had a helmet and the events up to losing it. He couldn't help but chuckle quietly, back home they would never believe all of his stories.
I am fine with a time skip.
It was dark by the time they got back to town, as they approached the town they could hear a guard shouting 'their back' soon after which the yama from earlier was standing atop the wall 'So do you have the head or did something else stop you this time?'. The hansav still in cloud form floated up behind ivaan and whispered something into his ear.
"Coward" Karen simply said, then crossed her arms and waited to finish up with these distasteful people.
Rias remained silent, she had nothing more to say to them, and less desire to speak to them.
Rias remained silent, she had nothing more to say to them, and less desire to speak to them.
Ivaan looked at the bag attached to his rucksack grimly.
"Yeah, yeah. We've got your head right here."
Ivaan listened to Hansav's whisper.
"Oh, right, And it turns out necromancers are a little difficult to kill. so the head's still alive."
Ivaan added gruffly, opening the bag to display the contents to the guard for a second.
"Yeah, yeah. We've got your head right here."
Ivaan listened to Hansav's whisper.
"Oh, right, And it turns out necromancers are a little difficult to kill. so the head's still alive."
Ivaan added gruffly, opening the bag to display the contents to the guard for a second.
"So there you go," said Bom. "You got what you wanted. Now can we come in?"
He stood with his arms crossed and his foot tapping. Behind those gates was a bed, food, supplies and dosh, and he'd be damned if this was going to be dragged out any further.
He stood with his arms crossed and his foot tapping. Behind those gates was a bed, food, supplies and dosh, and he'd be damned if this was going to be dragged out any further.
As ivaan opened the bag sparks of electricity shot out of it, but nothing powerful enough to cause injury, the guards jaws seemed to collectively drop. A man powerful enough to control an entire countries worth of undead, a man who could fight an army single handedly, pretty much killed by this rag tag group. It took a while before the head guard spoke 'I...um...how...' he then pulled himself together before shouting with joy 'The details don't matter, open the gates and let these heroes have the welcome they deserve' he then pointed at some guards 'tell the town folk that abumot's head will be burned in the town square for all to see.' The gates lowered 'come in, come in you all have quite the story to share'
The hansav returned to his normal form and said to the group quietly 'do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head.'
The hansav returned to his normal form and said to the group quietly 'do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head.'
Bom grinned broadly at the positive response. Finally, some recognition!
'do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head.' said the Hansav.
Bom turned to him.
"Why are you so keen on that fellow's brain anyway? I can't imagine it being that tasty."
He swaggered on ahead through the opening gates, trying to look as suave as possible.
'do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head.' said the Hansav.
Bom turned to him.
"Why are you so keen on that fellow's brain anyway? I can't imagine it being that tasty."
He swaggered on ahead through the opening gates, trying to look as suave as possible.
Claire sighed at the guard's statement. It figured that the town would be all smiles and helpful after they'd killed the mage. Given how the guard had treated them so far, she wasn't sure she was ready trust them just yet, but didn't see much of an excuse to turn down their offer. Still, all of these thoughts were secondary to the more important question: could they kill Abumot with a fire?
"Do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head." they're Hansav ally said, bringing up the next wonderful question: could they really just let the Hansav take the potentially dangerous magical item so easily? She certainly hadn't expected what he was looking for to be a magical item inside the necromancer's head to be his target when they started working together. When all was said and done, she didn't think it was such a good idea.
In the end, she looked to William - trusting his opinion on the matter more than her own.
"Do any of you mind if I share some of your glory? Just long enough for me to get what's in the head." they're Hansav ally said, bringing up the next wonderful question: could they really just let the Hansav take the potentially dangerous magical item so easily? She certainly hadn't expected what he was looking for to be a magical item inside the necromancer's head to be his target when they started working together. When all was said and done, she didn't think it was such a good idea.
In the end, she looked to William - trusting his opinion on the matter more than her own.
William walked a bit further back than the rest of the party, he started to feel quite tired though he made sure not to show it to Claire. He ignored the guard's mocking question, but as soon as Ivaan showed them the head their mood quickly changed. Suddenly they were seen as heroes, though he didn't mind this change in attitude. Still he could be called suspicious at best, he would have to watch these people carefully. The hansav turned back into his normal form and asked,'Do any of you...in the head.'
William looked at him and wasn't sure what to say. He looked down to see Claire looking up at him, he smiled at her and then looked back up. The smile faded from his face when he asked, "What does he have in his head which you want that badly anyway? I can't just let you have it if it is something dangerous." He sounded suspicious, the ash began to gather around him. He was ready to react to the hansav if needed.
William looked at him and wasn't sure what to say. He looked down to see Claire looking up at him, he smiled at her and then looked back up. The smile faded from his face when he asked, "What does he have in his head which you want that badly anyway? I can't just let you have it if it is something dangerous." He sounded suspicious, the ash began to gather around him. He was ready to react to the hansav if needed.
The hansav was clearly trying to think how to phrase is answer 'I don't know? All I know is that from all the thinks in that library that clearly smelled the most valuable. Honestly if it something dangerous would you rather have it in the hands of traveller just trying to make a living or somebody with connection to people that would seek to use it for personal gain?' The hansav asked clearly knowing that the question wasn't going to convince anyone.
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The inn
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The inn was much larger then the one they had previously stayed at, having two floors and over 100 rooms. With ivaan a gaurd entered the inn. When ivaan asked for a room the yama inn keeper put asked for some gold but the guard told her he was one of the once responsible for abumot's death, with that ivaan was given a look of disbelief, a apology and then a key to one of the best rooms in the inn, the inn keeper then left with the guard for the town square. It was technically two rooms one a living room type area with a fire place and arm chairs, though the chairs were clearly not designed with a sophronius in mind. The bed room had a king size bed with silk sheets, a large wardrobe, and there was a fruit bowl on a table but it was empty.
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The inn
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The inn was much larger then the one they had previously stayed at, having two floors and over 100 rooms. With ivaan a gaurd entered the inn. When ivaan asked for a room the yama inn keeper put asked for some gold but the guard told her he was one of the once responsible for abumot's death, with that ivaan was given a look of disbelief, a apology and then a key to one of the best rooms in the inn, the inn keeper then left with the guard for the town square. It was technically two rooms one a living room type area with a fire place and arm chairs, though the chairs were clearly not designed with a sophronius in mind. The bed room had a king size bed with silk sheets, a large wardrobe, and there was a fruit bowl on a table but it was empty.
Ivaan looked at the key reproachfully as it was handed to him. "It wasn't that big of a deal. we jus' had to cause a cave in and then dig him out again." At this point Ivaan is working on autopilot and could hear the bed calling to him, so he said; "Thank you for the room. I don't like to take charity but I'm far too tired to argue right now. Come to think of it, I think Will's got all the group's money... Anyway, I got a nasty cut on my leg in the fighting, so would you mind sending someone up in the morning to give it a seeing to? I cleaned, stitched and bandaged it myself but It's nice to have a second opinion. Thanks."
With that, Ivaan was off faster than-
Actually it was more of a lumbering limp.
But it got him to the room all the same.
Looking around, vaguely enjoying the décor of the rich room, before slumping on the bed and quickly falling asleep.
With that, Ivaan was off faster than-
Actually it was more of a lumbering limp.
But it got him to the room all the same.
Looking around, vaguely enjoying the décor of the rich room, before slumping on the bed and quickly falling asleep.
"Inn sounds good" Karen said and took off after Ivaan.
Rias just sighed at the sudden change in attitude in the locals, but headed for the Inn as well "I'm going to the Inn as well"
Rias just sighed at the sudden change in attitude in the locals, but headed for the Inn as well "I'm going to the Inn as well"
Bom listened to the Hansav's extemporaneous excuses. They sounded perfectly plausible to him.
"Fine. We'll see if Ivaan wants to hand it over later. Mind you don't get some weird disease or something from eating it."
Ivaan, Karen and Rias had already headed off to the inn. Bom decided to take in the sights. Being the killer of the great and powerful Abumot surely entitled him to a great deal around here. What he chiefly needed was a new set of clothes, and a weapon worthy of his newly found prestige. Time to go to the markets, he thought.
"Fine. We'll see if Ivaan wants to hand it over later. Mind you don't get some weird disease or something from eating it."
Ivaan, Karen and Rias had already headed off to the inn. Bom decided to take in the sights. Being the killer of the great and powerful Abumot surely entitled him to a great deal around here. What he chiefly needed was a new set of clothes, and a weapon worthy of his newly found prestige. Time to go to the markets, he thought.
"Honestly if it something dangerous would you rather have it in the hands of traveller just trying to make a living or somebody with connection to people that would seek to use it for personal gain?" the thief said, trying to convince them to give him the source of the magic. She didn't have any intention of giving it to anyone - it needed to be destroyed or - in the very least - locked up for all of time.
Having had enough of the many troubles with the Hansav, she picked up the bag and turned to the grave robber. "So I take it then, your intention is to sell the little magic bobble. How much do you think it's worth?" she asked, suggesting an offer to just buy the Hansav off - he got some income, they didn't lose any dangerous objects out into the world. Win-win.
Of course, if he said it was too much in an attempt to be greedy, she could always try to destroy it with her powers, ending the debate once and for all with no benefit to the grave robber - all be it ruining the good will between them.
Having had enough of the many troubles with the Hansav, she picked up the bag and turned to the grave robber. "So I take it then, your intention is to sell the little magic bobble. How much do you think it's worth?" she asked, suggesting an offer to just buy the Hansav off - he got some income, they didn't lose any dangerous objects out into the world. Win-win.
Of course, if he said it was too much in an attempt to be greedy, she could always try to destroy it with her powers, ending the debate once and for all with no benefit to the grave robber - all be it ruining the good will between them.
Ivaan suddenly threw the sack at William. Since he had both his hands full, he used the ash to catch the sack. For a short moment he was surprised just how strong his power had gotten lately, and he wondered how he would deal with it once he got back home. But that thought quickly vanished as he returned to the present. The hansav then said 'I don't know?...would seek to use it for personal gain?' he seemed to think about it. Claire then spoke "So I take it then, your intention is to sell the little magic bobble. How much do you think it's worth?" He understood what she was getting at. "In that case it would end up in the hands of someone except for you anyway.. I will hand it to the people who have suffered by his hand then."
He used his ash to hand the sack to the head guard. "Here, good luck with it, I hope burning it will work," he said as he turned to the inn. He was very tired and didn't feel like doing anything else with the matter. After a few steps he looked down at Claire again, and suddenly a question appeared in his mind. He wondered if they would share a room? He began to blush slightly at the thought. He kept walking towards the inn thinking of a way to voice his question, eventually he coughed and then asked Claire. "So.. I was wondering.. Are we going to share a room tonight?" He looked away from her, a slight blush on his face.
He used his ash to hand the sack to the head guard. "Here, good luck with it, I hope burning it will work," he said as he turned to the inn. He was very tired and didn't feel like doing anything else with the matter. After a few steps he looked down at Claire again, and suddenly a question appeared in his mind. He wondered if they would share a room? He began to blush slightly at the thought. He kept walking towards the inn thinking of a way to voice his question, eventually he coughed and then asked Claire. "So.. I was wondering.. Are we going to share a room tonight?" He looked away from her, a slight blush on his face.
the hansav opened a pouch and took out a gold coin and gave a bit of a sniff 'I would say the thing could set a person for live, but my guess its what is keeping abumot alive even now, so I don't think I would want to sell that. Virtual immortality sounds good to me' those still with the guard could start seeing a large crowed and plenty of talking. The head guard raised the bag and shouted 'here is abumot' he then pointed at the people with him 'And these are some of the people that killed him' with that the crowd let out a huge rawer of celebration.
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The inn
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The karen and rias arrived at the inn only moments after ivaan but by that time the inn keeper had already left, it was easy for them to tell which room ivaan had as there was only one key missing from the numbered key rack. They could also hear the rawer let out by the crowd at the town square.
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The market
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It was empty, usual for this time a night and especially so considering everyone seemed to be at the town square. The crowds rawr could also be heard here.
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The inn
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The karen and rias arrived at the inn only moments after ivaan but by that time the inn keeper had already left, it was easy for them to tell which room ivaan had as there was only one key missing from the numbered key rack. They could also hear the rawer let out by the crowd at the town square.
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The market
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It was empty, usual for this time a night and especially so considering everyone seemed to be at the town square. The crowds rawr could also be heard here.