Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi]

Neppy · 1 Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi] 25/09/18, 11:55 pm

Neppy

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(400/400)
Stamina:

(175/175)

First Mission:

The night was cold, and the moon fully risen. Loving the shining moon drip, and clarity of the reflective nature of the sky tonight. Feeling better more comfortable with himself as he jumped back, to back from branches under the nights sky. Frost like winds pressed against his cheek, as his onyx eyes laid upon the next place he would spot for a graceful landing; Landing near a marked tree craved by small symbols which lead him further into the forest. “ These are Dark Hand symbols, and only Requiem is high ranking in this region that I know of. Is this for something? Should I really follow them? ” Picking up his mask securing it on his face, braiding his hair into two plats ending it with a loose bun.

“ Seriously are we going to pursue something from your past? I’ll allow you to follow this low life path for now, but this will not jeopardise our future as one being. ” Taavetti shared his own thoughts, within Neph’s thoughts to Aseo. With a casual shrug in reality, they continued through the moonlight night until arriving at Harmony’s Nest. Not carrying all of his items, he would place, and secure prophet, and goddess on his hands. Slipping over it would be his viper ring adjusting comfortable over the metal. Wrapping his hands over the handle, he would step in awaiting to see what would unfold in his new adventure.

Word Count: 237/500

Magoi: 320/320
Stamina: 155/155

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Fists of the Prophet and Goddess:

Viper Ring:

Lagi · 2 Re: Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi] 28/09/18, 12:55 am

Lagi

Ω-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(400/400)
Stamina:

(430/430)

The crackling sounds of fire were ahead of the lone travel as he continued his quest to move along deeper into the forest. It was people holding torches, bandits of different classes and backgrounds, traders and cunning opportunists alone. They all seemed to be heading to the same place, seemingly answering the same call in some way, shape, or form. With every increasing step that the young member of the Dark Hand took, he would find himself entering the rabbit hole of the underground trading network.

The harmony's nest wasn't just one place that any average joe could narrow down, it was a series of areas and buildings that only those who made it far in their criminal infamy would have an idea about. This particular nest was one that had a special reservation, the dark hand with the singular all-seeing eye of "the master", the dark hand organization was calling upon their own in particular. Of course, to reserve a nest, you had to have pull and money, these things were already acquired by enigmatic being known as Requiem Jynx.

As Neph continued on, he would start to get a gander at this Harmony Nest in particular. From the outside, it looked ugly, cheerless and unwelcoming. Stacked boulders and thick, hardwood logs make up most of the building's outer structure. It's hard to see through the windows, but the lack of life from within can be felt outside. Maybe that was why a few camps and fires were seen with people talking and conversing. Regardless of the unwelcoming presence, this was the place he needed to be.

Strangely enough, the lack of life could be felt with those keen on such things, keen with the atmosphere of death, but it seemed as if there were a few people inside of the building itself. from the small shadows from what illuded in the dim lit area. The presence of one that was beyond death, that was what awaited Neph.

If he entered the tavern through the worn, metal door, Neph would have been welcomed by the sound of the wind outside and a horrific scent.
The bartender that was available could have been seen is pouring a drink for a customer, making no effort to acknowledge his presence.

Looking around, it would have been as gloomy inside as it is on the outside. Squared, wooden beams support the upper floor and the sconces attached to them. The walls were covered in a layer of dust, making it near impossible to see what the few paintings on the walls are about.

The tavern itself was almost completely abandoned, as well as the presence of bats skulking about in their deep slumber. The few people inside could be anybody really, but whoever they are, they give you an uncomfortable feeling of dread; and yet, it was a familiar acknowledgement among all of them that they shared with Neph. They were members of the Dark Hand, but something change.

"You....."

Sitting in the back corner while donning the Requiem Jynx mask, Lagi would call out to the individual that just entered. Sensing the smell that the man gave off through his danger sense, something was recognizable about him, but something was off as well.

"If you had the nerve to enter here, show me your tattoo...."

Wc 551/500

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Equipped

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Weapons

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Duality

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Swarm

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Electro Needle

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Backpack

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Magic items

Bloody Cloak

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Elegian Gauntlet "Right Hand"

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Bow of Heaven

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Charm of Facination

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Gale Glove

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Requiem Jynx Mask

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Orie:

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B rank stealth ammo 15/15

Neppy · 3 Re: Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi] 02/10/18, 09:36 am

Neppy

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(400/400)
Stamina:

(175/175)

Stepping through the cold metal door, a chill shooting up his spine from just touching his hand to it’s metal. The scene that appeared was straight out of how a evil organization cliche information base look like, and Neph was just surprised this where all those symbols lead him. What did each one even mean, would he at least need to learn them as he further his involvement in the Dark Hand? Maybe so. Scanning over the bar with his onyx eyes behind his steel mask, no one could make out his expression. It did not seem they cared at all who he was, and he sure as hell did not know who half of them were himself. “ Requiem, could be here. This place seems like a good place, a drug lord my gather his information at.” Aseo thought, as he the boy would walk further into the bar, running his finger across some dusted walls.

A ‘yes’ would catch his attention. No one had spoke to him as of yet, so his direction turned as he walked forward to the man sitting alone in the corner. His body motion looked to be relaxed, and not hostile so, Neph wouldn’t take any precaution as of yet, but he was suspension of the man. “ Who I am speaking too for them to be asking to see a tattoo? Exactly why would I need a tattoo to be shown in here, this is just a bar after all, no?” He would say with some scorn behind his voice, and as usual he would have difficulty getting it through, so if Requiem (Lagi) listened to what, he said it would be hard on the ears.

Word Count: 519/500

Magoi: 320/320
Stamina: 155/155

Lagi · 4 Re: Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi] 03/10/18, 02:10 am

Lagi

Ω-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(400/400)
Stamina:

(430/430)

With the response that Neph gave, the only thing that Lagi did was laugh at him. The vampire king actually thought of the idea itself to be funny, playing dumb at a harmony nest that he reserved for the sake of his comrades to find him at.

"............"

When the laughing stopped, Lagi started to feed magoi into his bloody cloak, creating a scenery made from solid illusion magic. The area itself it covered was 15 meters with Bloody night taking effect. The blood moon appeared with everything around neph looking like an endless night. While blending into the shadows, the vampire-like figure raised the cup of dark liquor to his lips as he took a sip, before placing it back on the counter.

"After walking all the way here, did you seriously think of this place to be just a bar? Really? I'm not one to insult the intelligence of others, but if you are here, you know well enough of the place you stumbled into, as well as our rules. Unfortunately, this place is resolved for a special kind of member......the Dark Hand. I don't take too kindly to those who infringe on my reservations unless you are really one of us? If you were, you would know how to prove it....by showing us the shape of your sorrows, the form it took on your body.

Magoi 390/400

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Neppy · 5 Re: Call Of The Dark Hand. [Chain x Lagi] 10/10/18, 07:06 pm

Neppy

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(400/400)
Stamina:

(175/175)

The bar itself would fade from his sight; his vision becoming that of an endless night sky leaving him to look both ways in confusion. Requiem, was quick with his ability and trapped the boy in his illusion. It felt cold inside the darkness leaving him to shiver uncontrollably for some seconds, light yawns would escape his mouth. Tilting his head up a little bit trying to figure out, if he could just fly out of here, but he would not take the chance to give away his flight ability to anyone yet.

This would mark the second person actually meeting the boy, and for the man he would feel his undying, pinned up wrath for trapping them in darkness. “ Oh… Darkness. Darkness In front of US, doesn’t block our light.For we are the light, that guides all, and bear wrath and vengeance upon our enemies.” Both voices came out the boys mouth, not of his own speech pattern, but of the two consciousness inside him. One fist raised in the air glowing ever so brilliantly without being snuffed out, he slammed it down between his feet shattering the illusion. If he was successful, his own light would burn the poorly woven shirt on his back.

The bar appearing once more, the small corner he stood in as the man sipped his liqueur would look be able to see the young boy was illuminating, like a beacon of hope; He was no beacon as he only brought motivations of revenge, and creative massacres. If the man was looking closely, through all the light shrouding the boy’s torso, the black rukh that gathered would hover over his own Dark Hand Tattoo, it etching over his body as like a curse mark. “ We don’t enjoy playing games. I enjoyed your little illusion, but now I’m mad, and you dare speak of the Dark Hand. I may be a recruit, but that name doesn’t sit lightly with your tongue! Especially since, you’re not him the man who opened my eyes to them! Now, I demand your name. Just so you don’t forget, I am Axca the one who will be the cloud upon you’re bloody night!”

This was the most he has spoke, but he had largely insulted the two pre-adults inside the boy’s mind. Aseo felt the pain he went through while receiving his tattoo again, and for this guy to easily speak about how they sorrows manifested through them meant he was a member, but to him he couldn’t have been very high. For, Taavetti it just clicked. The heliohatpian didn’t like people in leadership roles, and for someone who carried himself like this just really lit his fury, and that fury was pinned up. Both of them were cautious, as they not his abilities beside the illusion he performed before, so neither would act until he spoke once more after his small angry rant.

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