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Ridley scratches his chin. "Sounds good. Where do we begin?"
Huhh... yeah, I'm sure that some people are friend, well, I hope ? he adds. In the background, Peri looks sad, though in a pouty way.
Awwwww no, you have no parents ?! That's so sad !
But then... oh, yes. she says. Well, I'm not much of a musician, but I do enjoy music, so.. hm, what is an electric keyboard?
Edited by Bolded1 on Jul 16th 2019 at 1:34:19 AM
Hooded and cloaked, Viserys wanders through the streets of Windhelm, inwardly praying to the Nine Divines that a certain tattooed Nordic-looking man would be here.
Windhelm is the domain of Baldur, who appears to be in the process of carving "statues" with his bare hands, digging into stone and concrete to create crude humanoid depictions of people.
Afterwards, he laugh, kick them into pieces, and keep going.
'"Unfortunately, the Oroshi can only be found overseas, in a location known as 'Tower Summit'. You can't miss it, it's said to have crowned with ruins and pillars reaching for the sky. I have decided that you should be the one to hunt down that beast, for a number of reasons. For one, your rapid flight makes you best suited for traversing the sea, additionally, the creature's powers over ice might make my primary power unsuitable, while your superheated breath should do wonders. Even alone, we should be plenty capable of taking down our respective quarries, I with my superior magical might and you with your elemental advantage and your flight. I mean, if even the miserable human lambs that inhabit this world can take down these creatures, then the two of us surely have no excuse for failure. I trust you to be cunning enough to make the journey there with no incident."
Edited by Arachnos on Jul 16th 2019 at 4:56:15 AM
"You can have faith in me."
Ridley flexes his wings. "Do we leave now?"
Edited by KiriK on Jul 16th 2019 at 3:56:48 AM
Upon catching sight of Baldur, Viserys raises an eyebrow at his... peculiar choice of hobby, sighs inwardly, and approaches him nonetheless. Oddities aside, he still figured that this man could be the key to defeating Farandare and her winged toady... provided he was open to a bargain.
"Do you have a moment?"
Bec Noir chimed in in Megan's mind once again. "My commentary has been grating? Guess what, that's the fucking point. But hey, thank you for not being an utter fuckup and requiring me to bail you out. I could use more agents like you, honestly. The ones I've got are utterly useless, for the most part."
Baldur raises his head and turn around, glancing at Viserys in impatience. He doesn't speak, but he does crush the "head" of his latest statue, with the gesture meaning pretty much everything.
"Immediately," Farandare replies. "Depending on the vastness of the local sea, this may be a long journey and I want to have my new toy ready as soon as possible. I have left Serana with instructions for my absence."
"Well, in that case, you won't mind if I get a head start!" Ridley cackles, lunging through the portal.
Ridley comes out into the forest at the southern portion of the New World. He quickly flies up high, but he can't see the Old World until he's breached the clouds.
"Well, that's troubling."
Viserys doesn't flinch when Baldur crushes the head of his latest sculpture/training dummy in annoyance, though he does begin to wonder if trying to recruit him was a good idea. Nonetheless, he raises his hands.
"Rest assured, I won't take up too much of your time. In fact, I'll just get straight to the point: My companion Awkeff and I are contending with an extremely dangerous enemy by the name of Farandare. Not only does she possess abilities like ours and more, but she has a peculiar dragon known as Ridley at her disposal."
He lowers his hood.
"Why have I sought you out in particular, you might ask? Simple: after seeing what you were capable of during our battle with Galeem's lackey, I had a feeling that a man with your strength and abilities might be the wisest choice of ally against Farandare. Assuming you're open to a bargain, that is."
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Jul 16th 2019 at 2:54:19 AM
Baldur scratch his beard intensely. He does it a lot, to the point where blood clearly start oozing out of his beard and unto his body. When he takes his hand off his beard, though, the wound vanish, and the blood with it !
I've gotten those a lot, you know ? Powerful sorcerers, dragons, all that... glimmer and promises. And it never work out for me, so... what do you promise me in return ? he says, approaching Viserys.
Viserys begins counting off on his fingers.
"Enough gold to purchase your own kingdom, the prospect of a glorious battle against a worthy adversary, whatever weapons or treasure Farandare possesses once she's been slain, Ridley's head for you to mount on a wall... would any of these suffice as reasonable compensation?"
I'm the son of Odin, why would I care about a kingdom ? Beside, riches are meaningless to me.
... Go on on that.
Don't care about that.
Maybe, how large is it ?
Farandare enters the portal in turn and sets her course for the location of the Coral Highlands.
Edited by Arachnos on Jul 16th 2019 at 6:38:34 AM
Shulk hands yusuke back the tray once he gets up. "Sometimes the best way to get to know someone is to have a common enemy, or go on a journey with them. Sometimes a stranger, or even someone you don't really like much, might turn out to be a good friend. And sometimes people you trust prove themselves further. But this optimism isn't like me. There's a good few people I don't trust. Thanos being one of the main ones. I bet he'd see both of us as threats."
Cadence would sigh. "They're not dead, at least, not any more dead than I am. I know that for sure, but they are missing. That lute is what they were hunting for, so If i find the lute, I'll likely find them too. I wonder what journey you're on, seeing as you look ready for a fight at any moment."
Alice would smile, beginning to explain the elecric keyboard. "An electric keyboard uses electical signals and speakers to generate sound, instead of a large box of strings and things to strike the strings, making mostly the same sounds if you have a good enough one. The bottom of it can be folded, and it can be connected to most electrical sources. It's still rather large, but it's easier to bring from place to place than a proper grand piano."
Ridley swoops down and lands on the Tower Summit, where a storm seems to be brewing...
A Kirin stalks the rocky paths of the Highlands, minding its own damn business.
It pauses to graze on a giant slightly-diagonal slope at the bottom of a tall cliff, with Vigorwasps and Sporepuffs and whatnot strewn about.
Relived that at least two of those four offerings had piqued Baldur's interests, Viserys goes on.
"The last time Awkeff and I fought Farandare, and keep in mind that we've bested our fair share of world-threatening foes, the sheer power at her disposal was almost too much for even the both of us to handle. Even before Ridley became her slavish attack hound, she conquered and vanquished nearly every last one of her enemies in her world. Someone who hunts fearsome monsters on a daily basis went to scout out her fortress, and hasn't been heard from since. All in all... to call Farandare a force to be reckoned with would be a gross understatement."
When asked about the size of Ridley's head, he simply uses his hands to demonstrate how large the space dragon's cranium was. Needless to say, it's quite sizable.
Edited by IchigoMontoya on Jul 16th 2019 at 4:06:20 AM
Hm... doesn't matter how strong she is... but I'll help you. If she can't give me what I crave, though, well...
He vaguely point to the shattered statues.
Doppio somewhat nod but then focus on whatever he's drinking. Peri, meanwhile, tilt her head at her interlocutor, confused.
Oboro nods, not really understanding how technology work.
Edited by Bolded1 on Jul 16th 2019 at 4:10:31 AM
Her enhanced senses spot the Kirin likely long before it can detect her. They also tell her that the creature is not aggressive, but one who has slaughtered hundreds of men like cattle has little in the way of sympathy for a being that amounts to little more than actual cattle, albeit endowed with electric powers.
Entering a crouching stance, Farandare begins slowly and steadily creeping up on the Kirin, without changing out of her Dragonscale armor and grasping one of her steel daggers. She opts not to even use presence-concealing spells. The vampire noble is confident enough in her capacities, it seems, that she has decided to try and hunt down this quarry in the way of the "common man". While her main expertise lies in magic, Farandare abilities at remaining unseen amidst the shimmering grass of the Highlands should not by any means be underestimated. The ever-so-light shimmer of the grass in her wake could easily be mistaken for the action of a gentle breeze and even her cold, still, dead heart makes not a sound to give her away to sensitive animal ears.
It doesn't take long for Ridley to find his quarry either. Its hooves lightly touching the surface of the ancient stones, shining patterns inscribed into its dark hide like magical glyphs, an Oroshi Kirin majestically strides across the tiles of the ancient ruined tower. The resulting impression is eerie - like a ghost king walking through an ancient fallen kingdom.
Edited by Arachnos on Jul 16th 2019 at 7:32:43 AM
"Thank the Nine... Hopefully, Lucina and her friends won't have a problem cooperating with him."
"Perfect! I'll inform my allies about the good news and when it comes time to face Farandare and her beast, we'll let you know."
Viserys extends a hand towards Baldur.
"Call me Viserys, by the way."
Baldur look down at his hand and shake it, applying quite the force to it, though not superhuman one.
Ridley has the opposite plan of his master's. The moment he has visuals on the Oroshi Kirin, he opens engagement with a fully-charged barrage of Plasma Breath fireballs.
Kirin makes vaguely horse-like noises, but does not notice Farandare. Or at least it just doesn't care.
A mistake, to be honest.
The Final Battle
Seeing that neither he nor Galeem are able to break their current stalemate, and the fighters keep taking down spirits of both kinds at once, Dharkon gives into the temptation to make a power move.
He sends down his chief enforcer: a large, intimidating red kaiju with a demented tribal mask for a head.
Melissa: "This is the place!"
In a flash of blue light, Angel appears in the final battle, quickly followed by Incineroar and Beowulf.
Beowulf: "This guy again? You gotta be kidding me!"
Incineroar: "In! In!"
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