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Benign Wrath; Glyph 2
Topic Started: Saturday, 15. August 2009, 13:44 (714 Views)
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Dark Violet=Location. Violet= Back Story. Orange= Ilya. Teal= Frei.
Maroon= Battle Report.



Ktistis is known as the unofficial capitol of The Neutral Land. It is the second largest city on the planet, and it is an industrial behemoth. Recently, soldiers from Re have taken control over the city. The fight was bloody and left Ktistis without the majority of their able-bodied men, who were conscripted into service. Life is harsh here. Citizens are treated like slave workers by the Re soldiers. The only hours of relative freedom given to citizens are the final six hours of the day. Even then, they must be inside by sunset. If a citizen is out past curfew, they're executed for suspicion of treason.

Ktistis, Eight years ago.

The sky above Ktistis is always smoky and filled with fire. The streets are even worse. There's a constant fog of smoke and ash that is deadly with lengthened exposure if proper precautions are not taken. The streets are patrolled by steel-clad soldiers wearing protective masks alongside their helmets. Soldiers favor a sturdy blade and and buckler in these cramped streets.

Running through the streets was an eleven year old girl wearing a ragged dress, stained soot black by the air. Her head was covered in a shawl and her face hidden by a cloth mask. Her auburn hair trailed behind her, dirty with soot and ash. The ash above had a light orange tint to it, signifying the setting sun.

She had missed curfew, and the guards could be seen several feet behind her. She couldn't lose them. The girl stumbled into one of the side-streets, glorified alleyways, and tripped. However, she was caught by someone. "Aren't you in a hurry?" The stranger said.

All the girl gave in reply was a swift "Sorry!" before rushing on, just as the guards came into view, weapons drawn. They noticed the stranger as well. There were twelve of them, all armed and armored. They charged the pair, as Frei was within reach, and they assumed that the stranger was another citizen out past curfew.





Ilya looked at the girl who had bumped into her. 'Her eyes look fearful..' It didn't take Ilya long to inquire, but all she received was an apology for being inconvenienced. The girl tried to continue running, but at that moment a dozen guards rounded the corner, lined up in rows of two.

That was all Ilya needed, and she acted, her eyes glowing their fiery orange while her rune also lit up. She caught the first sword thrust at her with her gloved right hand, and the blade promptly turned into a pile of miscellaneous matter. The guard brandished his buckler instead, and that was dissolved as well.

Instead of running away like reasonable people, another guard charged while the first got his bearings..



-Guardsmen (11)-
HP- 1,200
SM- 20
R- No
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP [Experience Per]- 10

-Ilya [Myriad Portraits]-
HP-100
SM-48
R- Destroy
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP- 10/100
LV- 1

-Fugitive Girl-
HP-100
SM-50
R- No
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP- 0/100
LV- 1
Edited by Maestro, Saturday, 15. August 2009, 14:10.
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The girl was thinking "She has a Rune??" while looking at the stranger.
Edited by Shadowhime, Saturday, 15. August 2009, 14:11.
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Ilya pulled the disarmed guard in front of her, and he was run through by his charging companion, who couldn't avoid the new obstacle in time. Even as her opponent tried to pull his sword from his dead companion, Ilya's right hand grasped his face exposed palm up, and he turned to dust. Ilya took his sword and held it in her left hand.

Without warning, another pair of guards charged her. She blocked the first one's strike with the stolen sword, and Destroyed his companion's blade, before moving on and turning the entire man into the pseudo dust one gets when gathering all elements that make up a human together separately. The first guard recovered, and tried to behead her, but she ducked under his sword and gutted him with her own.

Ilya abandoned the sword in her most recent victim's corpse as a fresh batch of guardsmen rushed her. She dodged their blows, which came simultaneously, and then Ilya Destroyed the one on her right. She blocked the other guard's blow and Destroyed him as well, even as another set assailed her.

These seemed to have learned from their ally's mistakes, as one drew had drew a bow and fired an arrow at her, while the other charged alongside one of the other guards, making a three way assault. They obviously hoped to overcome her with strength of numbers.


-Guardsmen (5)-
HP- 1,000
SM- ??
R- No
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP [Experience Per]- 10

-Ilya-
HP-100
SM-38
R- Destroy
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP- 70/100
LV- 1

-Fugitive Girl-
HP-100
SM-50
R- No
ST- 25
SP- 25
TN- 25
EP- 0/100
LV- 1
Edited by Maestro, Saturday, 15. August 2009, 19:54.
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'Such a strong Rune' She was looked at the guardsmen corpses.
Edited by Maestro, Sunday, 16. August 2009, 15:56.
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Ilya Destroyed her opponents' blades just as they touched her skin, revealing use of her Rune wasn't limited to her right palm. She pushed them both away before jumping back. Ilya then focused on the guard with the bow, and he dissolved into dust, save for a few bits of skin, bone, and blood. Having revealed her trump card, she wasted no time in Destroying the other two, save for several random body parts. The remaining two guards looked at each other, before running away in fear.


!End Battle!
*Survivor Report*

-Guardsmen (2)-
HP- 200
SM- ??

-Ilya-
HP- 100
SM- 22
EXP- 100/100 Level Up!
Stats to be received next post.

-Fugitive Girl-
HP- 100
SM- 50
EXP- 0/100



Ilya leaned against the alley wall, catching her breath. She idly noticed that her jet black trench coat had gotten dust on it, but other than that she was fine. Her mask was also a bit dusty, as was her wide-brimmed hat, made from black straw.
Edited by Maestro, Sunday, 16. August 2009, 16:07.
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The girl hesitantly began speaking, pushing her fingers together. "Er.. miss? May I ask your name..?"
Edited by Shadowhime, Wednesday, 19. August 2009, 10:20.
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Ilya turned to her as she dusted off her coat, her thick mask and coat hiding her gender and appearance. "I.. don't have a name. Not anymore. What's your name?" She was surprised the girl wanted anything to do with her.

She was wearing a mask of the cursed demon Garstus, a once holy being who fell in love with a mortal, who he could never touch due to his soiled hands. Ilya wore an orange head band over this. There was red face paint the very realistically resembled blood, styled as if it were tears being shed.

Ilya presented a very frightening figure, especially with the display she had just shown.


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Edited by Maestro, Sunday, 16. August 2009, 20:28.
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'I'm Frei.' Frei said, shrinking back a little at the mask.
Edited by Maestro, Wednesday, 19. August 2009, 15:02.
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"That's a nice name. Come on," Ilya offered Frei her hand, "it's not safe here."
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"I.. guess your right." Frei said, reluctantly taking the stranger's offered hand.
Edited by Maestro, Wednesday, 19. August 2009, 15:19.
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