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1One Another's Back [FOT/Job] Empty One Another's Back [FOT/Job] 22/04/21, 10:05 pm

Angelus

Angelus
A-Tier
A-Tier

Job:

Ancient sands of the region being hurled around by immensely strong gales of desert wind, the weather were to be rather harsh this morning. It were to be a deterrent for travelers of the region. However, not quite so for the tireless and driven young soldier of Reim. Here within this vast desert though, he was to be known by a name other than his one back home. Gilgamesh, that was his name when presenting himself within these lands. Sunlight were to bathe this region while the people woke to the familiar desert warmth. Yet, for Angelus and his comrades, the desert were to be rigorous to them today due to the twisting turbulent sands. From within his tent, he woke up. Sore from a rather demanding training the day prior, he were to be careful trying to pick himself up.

Once he had stood up properly though, the man were to retrieve his tools and adorn his desert bandana on his head and his other ornate accessories. Angelus yawned, stepping out of his tent to wake his comrade who likely was not yet up. Upon coming to her tent and seeing her, he were to sigh, and nudge her and tell her with a deep and stern voice to wake up now. Whining as usual, she woke up at her own pace as the hungry Angelus began to eat his breakfast and prepare Gaaron. Nerilla were to come out of her tent, and consume her food as well, being exhausted from her constant ranger practice. It was crucial for her that she improved and was not left behind by Angelus' quick rise to power. Anyhow, the two were to begin to depart.

Nerilla: "Gaaron does not seem too happy. It's awful weather, Angelus."

Voiced the concerned ranger woman.

Angelus: "I know, I am not quite fond of the weather either. However, we have to continue to build our presence within Parthevia. It should be likely sometime soon but I predict this region will begin to be a hotspot of much conflict. It is up to us to try and reduce the conflict here and liberate the people. If they are left to just themselves they will certainly be ran by an unjust tyrant. I have received word of bandit scavengers with supplies near here. So, we must grab what we can and have the supplies be put to use for our people."

Explained intricately the rising leader. It was key for Angelus to not let his enemies have an upper hand whatsoever. If they were let the supplies, that could mean bad for the faction of Angelus' that sought to expand Reim and the force of Angelus. In the desert, while they traveled, Angelus were to cover his face with a white scarf. It was to conceal his identity as a soldier of Reim. Gilgamesh the character now within his proper attire, he were to begin to come to the location of the scavengers that had collected supplies for an independent bandit faction.


Yet, sadly for the bandits that wished to expand, the dark figure, Gilgamesh, had come to take his spoils of conquest. Behind the white haired scarfed man sat the scarfed green haired Nerilla, but her name here was Lil the green haired ranger of the sands. Angelus were to unmount the menacing white Gaaron, facing forward at the scavenger that could see the young man clearly just show up from out of the desert with obvious intent to take the important supplies. Angelus' dark eyes were to pierce the man with fright, but the man were to stand up to the warrior and try to protect his supplies he found here.

Veteran Scavenger: "What are you here for!? Who are you!? Back up! Everything here is ours, the Desert Scorpions! If you lay a finger on any of this, we will kill you!"

Cried out loud the petrified man, more than prepared to protect his loot despite how menacing the beast and the man looked.

Gilgamesh: "Not if I kill you first. This land has no place for scum like you. I am here to liberate the people of scum and evil. I am.. Gilgamesh."

Nonchalantly declared the man, whilst dragging his bastard sword along the desert sands he casually walked on. Gilgamesh were to tilt his head, staring at the man he were to dispose of. However, suddenly, the foe were to lend magoi to his shield before then trying to immediately follow up with a series of sword strikes imbued with magoi. It were to catch the white haired man off guard to be frank. Yet, that was nothing he could not defend against nor counter. Gilgamesh were to feed magoi to his gourd of sand and form a shield in front of him that could defend against both the shield and swords strikes, through the act of sustaining the function of the gourd.

In spite of the best efforts of the foe, he were to merely hit the sand wall that formed before Angelus. Once the black sand fell, Angelus were to be standing right in the face of the furious enemy menacingly. With a quick slash to the chest of the man, Angelus were to deal C-Tier damage to him and kick him aside, having imagined that the man was done for now. However, little did the young man know, his enemy had yet truly fallen but were to feign defeat to try and pick himself up back again to then strike Angelus in the back. Nerilla were to yell out to the vulnerable Angelus that had begun to inspect the supplies lying about.

Nerilla: "Behind you, Angelus!"

Cried out the woman, unknowingly giving out the true name of Gilgamesh due to her emotions running rampant for a short moment. However, at the very split second that he were to be stabbed by the man, Angelus were to feed magoi to his linothorax to coat his body with his magoi. It were to halt the danger and threat from the strike. Not wanting the man to flee or live knowing Gilgamesh's true name, he turned on his heel, throwing his force and momentum behind a clean swipe with his blade to cut the man apart. From there, he were to sigh in relief, kneeling back down again to truly now inspect the supplies to take.

Angelus: "Eh.. Thank you.. Nerilla.."

Said the grateful man, as if admitting he made an error in his judgment.

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