Wizards and Warriors RP

OOC: Ritual. Never say "gore" and "fans" in the same sentence again. It just sounds weird like that.
And trust me, I've seen, and heard, some weird [profanity!].

IC: Before long, two cloaked beastfolk were visible from the front gates of Ishpa, apparently deep in conversation.
"Truly, I do not see the point of these cloaks. They simply make us both more suspicious." Said the larger beastman.
"Ah, but we've no choice. The writer hasn't assigned an appearance to us quite yet."
"Ah."

The smaller one waved to Yuushio.
"Hey there! You must be the outsider Kria spoke of. M'name's Arratay Lionel, best general of the lot, and this here is-"
"Magnus, Arms General. You may call me Magnus."
"Or Musclehead."

Magnus glared at the irritating general, a low growling being heard from him.
He was about to tear into Arratay when a familiar brown wolf was seen marching right up to the main gate.

"Tringham. Explain to me why you're here."
"Bringing the other two outsiders, sir."
"And... Where are they?"
"Er... I don't know. I swear, they were right behind me..."

Ooc: Awh, why hating on gore, it deserves fans too, right?

Lilith: *smile and get out of the bed* Well, you will. Soon enough. Sadly. *chuckle* I just feel funny all dressed up like that.

Denise: (Ooc: If I follow correctly, she should appear now) *clear throat and peek out acting pretty mature once again* I apologise, I was a bit absent-minded for a moment. *bow down politely seemingly fragile and gentle* I am Denise. Undine and I came to help as well. Nice to meet you.

Whereas Magnus treated the two women with a respectful nod, Arratay tried something else.
Quick as a flash, the master general was kneeling before Undine, apparently ignoring Denise altogether. "I had heard of the beauty of the great spirits, but I had never imagined myself to be so blessed by lady luck to see such a vision."
He offered the watery spirit a red rose from who-knows-where. "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"

*WHAM!*

The Arms General's fist soon came down hard onto Arratay's head, stopping his shameless flattery in it's tracks.
"My apologies, he tends to hit on the, in his opinion, most appealing females he can find. Regardless of race, apparently."

"Ow... I was just being, er, polite!" Said the Master General, rubbing his head. As he did so, he apparently let down the hood of his cloak, revealing himself as a brown-furred canine.

"To hell with this thing..." Magnus muttered, ignoring Arratay and tearing off his own cloak. He was a wolf, and definitely as large and intimidating as one would expect from an Arms General.
"The Intelligence General should be here soon." He said. "In fact, I can see the Matriars."

Both foxes slowed to a stop before the generals, wordlessly saluting them.
As they did so, a familiar white cat seemed to shimmer into existence next to them, wearing dark leather armor rather than her previous, lighter attire.

"Everyone is here." She stated. "Good, we can begin immediately."

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"ORA!"
"Uwaaaaa!"

*CRASH!*

Kor had gotten incredibly bored... Combat was his specialty, it was fun to him. He didn't know why specifically. It could've been the adrenaline rush, or the constant risk, or the feeling of his strikes slicing flesh or shattering bone.
Not that he would ever admit it to enjoying that last part, even if it was only by a little bit.

Why am I telling you this?

I'll say it again. He was bored. Bored to tears, in fact, both him AND the demon in his head.
Plus, he was getting a little tired of not being in some kind of spotlight.

So, he'd devised a solution. Challenge random people to duels, and kick their asses.
Or, rather, politely ask some fellow warriors for a casual spar in the arena.

It was an enthusiastic Salamander who agreed to act as referee, of sorts, enforcing the will of the arena. After the first victory, the whole thing kind of snowballed from there.
More and more people came to challenge the half-demon, eager to put an end to the winning streak he was building up, to no avail. Or simply to practice their skills for the approaching tournament.

And as challengers kept arriving, so did spectators. Students, mostly, but the occasional staff member was seen in the growing crowd, observing the brawls interestedly.
And though Kor wasn't entirely sure, he swore he could see a stone-faced Kiha (Remember her?) in the crowd, sitting next to an equally stone-faced Tao.

No matter, he was having fun, causing no harm, and the violence shut up Abbadon.

Lilith: *burst out laughing* S...stop! I...I can't take t...that! *laugh more rolling on the bed* M...meanie!

Denise: Uh...ok then? *scratch her head with a huge sweat drop forming near* Awkward much? *tease Arratay moving along to cat's call* Aye doggy, you can ask her to marry you later on. *turn to Magnus despite his terrifying look and jump on his chest poking his nose. *You sir have a niiiice teeth... just so you know. *jump off and walk further* Don't we have a work to do like... *make a funny battle pose as the usual Denise would* ...kicking some god damn b... *look around and cough straightening up* Shall we?

Liara: She nods, still curious about what he had to say as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Only if you kiss me first...~" she teased, poking his nose playfully.

Lilith: *smile and hug him back* I love you too. *turn around and chuckle to Poofers* And yes I love you as well, fur ball. Who could ever resist you two? *pull Zarak down kissing him passionately* I need to see my father or he will be quite mad. I promise I will be back to you soon, darling. *kiss him still unwilling to actually get up and go*

Belial: *chuckle* Why of course, princess. Gladly. *bend down and kiss her slowly but deeply using telepathy* I know I haven't say it enough but... I love you, Liara. I love you so much it hurts. But even if I would die of it, I would still be happy...and as for that message you left. You don't know how much that means to me.

Glasya: *roll eyes* So cheesy.
Fierna: *frown* Hey! Why are you listening to that?
Glasya: *shrug* What? You don't think it's cheesy?
Fierna: No, I don't.
Glasya: A-ha! You were listening too, lady!
Fierna: *justify flapping hands around* N...no I DIDN'T! I mean... *sigh* I couldn't help myself...
Belial: *chuckle* Shouldn't you two be going?
Fierna: But, Belial, we have to help you get to the Academy dear. You're exhausted.
Belial: *smile reassuringly as if nothing happened* I am fine, mom. Don't worry.
Fierna: *smile back and nod* If you say so, honey.
Glasya: *smirk* Belial I...uh... *scratch head* it's hard for me to say but...
Belial: *nod and smirk back* It's ok. Apology accepted. You were just protecting her. Eregon would have done the same thing.
Glasya: *nod* Yeah. *frown* But don't get too light headed, got it?!
Belial: Yes ma'am. *after Glasya and Fierna went, smile to Liara still cradling her with his arms looking at all blood stains* Wow, you could use a bath. I think you're beautiful even like this but... *chuckle* I'll stop talking now. Hold on tight. *get up holding her feeling dizzy and fall out of balance due to fatigue, tumbling and hitting his back against the tree* Ouch... *laugh lightly* Sorry bout that. *after focusing to maintain his balance, walk slowly towards the Academy his vision getting blurred, but saying nothing*

Satan: *breathe in after getting his healing treatment, referring to Sirena and Orcus* He got me good this time. I was unable to heal fully myself and he is just a human... *hole in his chest closed* How is that even possible? *his face got back to normal after meteor impact wounds healed* Interesting indeed. *evil smirk* One more reason for me wanting his head as my table decoration. *raise arm he used to pierce headmaster's chest and turn to Sirena and Orcus showing them small pulsing, vibrant coloured ball on top of his claws* Tell me, do you know...what this is?

Liara: She happily kissed him back as she laughed a bit at Glasya. she then snuggled closer to him as she was lifted into his arms. "I-I love you...n-never forget that..."

Claira: She awoke to his coughing as she sat up, looking at the blood as she got worried. "are you okay?"

Sirena: She looks at the ball as she gives a wicked smile. "oooh~ looks like you got something good, Master Satan~"

Claira: She nods, though still a bit worried. "Will you be okay? i can offer some of my magic if i need to..."

Claira: She nods, kissing his cheek back as she took his hand. "Alright, but ill still be here if you need anything.."

Lilith: *think* It's on the next full moon. Few nights away I guess, why?

Belial: *get to Liara's room and help her sit on the bed* Can you, clean up by yourself? I mean, should I call a nurse to help you, princess?

Satan: *nod playing with the ball* Yes indeed, my dear. Something really, really good. *smile darkly but somehow seductively* (Ooc: media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236…05345cafd4bffcb2261bc.jpg if I never showed Satan or whatever :P. It's the black dude) This ball is his essence. Energy I managed to collect from his blood running through his heart. It should be enough to do something about that pesky human next time we meet. *laugh lightly* And in return I left something as well. For him to remember, that is.

Sirena: She laughs, pleased with his work. "Well done, i couldnt have done it better myself, My lord~"

Liara: She shook her head as she got up, going over to the bathroom. "U-Unless you want to join me in the shower, ill be fine...~" she teased, playfully winking at him before she closed the door

OOC: gone till tomorrow

Ooc: Ofc not, it would be stupid if he took the whole thing. It is a minor piece. Aye strange human indeed. And he left his claw in headmasters heart. It's viral, doesn't have mana or any living component. However make of it what you want due to Satan's ignorance of headmasters powers. He is confused himself.

Ic:

Lilith: *nod* Yes, that would be a problem indeed. However, I wlll have enough time to absorb everything and focus on tournament. *smile* Lucky, the Elder doesn't really care about who is visiting him. He is immortal anyway. *smile* He might even talk to you. Will you be ready for that?

Belial: (Ooc: My my Liara I thought you were a nice girl But you got yourself a shy son of a gun.) *blush at Liara's proposition and gulp* I uh... I don't want to disturb your personal space and...well I...It might be uncomfortable for...you... *sigh in relief when doors closed and lay on the bed still blushing which combined with fatigue had a killer effect* Oh my... You so wanted to... No I didn't, shut up... *close eyes napping a bit while waiting*

The Arms General remained stone-faced as the elf poked his nose, yet still somehow managed to look unamused.

Meanwhile, there was a sound of glass shattering as Arratay froze, turning pale as a ghost.
"You... But I..."

He was seconds later found sulking in a little corner of woe, where mushrooms somehow grew on his head.
"I'm useless..." He kept repeating. "I guess that's it, then... I'll just die alone..."

"Now this is just pathetic." Said Kria, palm in her face.
"Shall I drag him along?" Asked Magnus.
"Yes, you shall."

And so, with the Arms General dragging Arratay along the ground by the arm, the group was ready to set off.

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With a mighty kick, Kor's newest opponent (An orc, FYI.) was launched into the air, himself leaping after him.
"Take this! Acrobat Locus!" With a rapid series of kicks and punches, glowing blue, the half-demon pummeled the enemy, finishing it off by launching the opponent downwards into the ground.
He let gravity take hold after that, and fell, landing on his well and defeated challenger. He swore he heard bone breaking, and immediately remembered that he was supposed to be weighed down.

Come to think of it. The increased gravity didn't seem to affect him all that much. If anything, it probably put more weight into his punches.

Thank the gods the arena's magic happened to prevent accidental death when he didn't pull said punches.

Salamander, by the way, was gleefully commentating. Loudly.
"And a swift stomp to the orcish warrior's back ends the battle with ease! Marvelous! Does anyone else have the courage to stand before the demon swordsman? I don't think so!"

Tao did not look amused with the flaming spirit in the slightest, while Kiha didn't seem to care about it at all.