A Worldly Herd for the World Emperor [NoM | Zubaidah and Jahangir]

Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

Job Info:

Job Name: The Bo’s Great Herd
Job Rank: A-tier
Job Location: In the Plains
Job Reward: 500 XP and Favor for your side, Winning side gets B-tier magic tool, losing side gets 30,000 Huang. Advantage on side follow up raid against/with Tenza
Job Prerequisites: N/A
Job Overview: Across the northern plains the large expanse of gathered and conquered tribes the Bo begin to rage battle across various village fronts. In order to coalesce their power, to show they can be a nation amongst the rise of change. By taking down the remaining tribes and chiefs that oppose them they can finish establishing their villages, and their blood peace. Wage your side in these battles and find out the fate of the North Plains.
Special Job Requirement: Pick your side, the first side with two-player completions wins the advantage.

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Enemy Name: Bo Archers x10
Enemy Tier: D-tier
Damage Required to Defeat: D-tier
Description: The Basic archers of the Bo clan, often the back line of their forces and a standard in both war and invasion tactics. Being well armored in traditional leather and bamboo armor leading to coned iron helmets. Carried upon their backs are their long bows and a defensive saber at their sides.
Abilities:

Step Shot-The Bo clan member performs a shot with their bow at an opponent’s foot while the target is running. The arrow can fly up to 40m doing D-tier damage.
Herd Volley- Two or more Archers fires arrows at a concentrated point up to 50m away in a 3m diameter, they unleash a volley unto that area, doing C-tier damage for each archer involved in the ability.
The Greatest Tactic- The archer jumps back 5m to flee from incoming damage.

Enemy Name: Bo Horse Scout x10
Enemy Tier: C-tier
Damage Required to Defeat: C-tier
Description: A general unit that has a bond with the Bo’s stout but strong native horses. These riders are adorned in black and red bamboo plate armor with tasseled helms. These lightly armored individuals are mostly mobile units to gather info and harass enemies. Not direct combat but very important to their clan’s military strategy. The horse has C-tier movement speed.
Abilities:

Run Around- The horse rider swerves around an enemy in a 10m diameter while kicking up earth blowing it inward toward the diameter to create a dust cloud blinding those within the 10m diameter for 2 posts or until cleared.
Stamping Prance- The horse prances forward 5-10 before leaping 5m to land on a target to deal C-tier damage.
Body Block- The user rolls to the side of their horse, allowing the creature to block the attack with it’s dense muscles blocking up to C-tier damage.
Stampede Call- The horse riders up to 2 or more charge up to 30m on their horse, having the creatures stomp with enough force to send rock out 4m to each of their sides and front at the end of the charge dealing B-tier damage. Each additional rider adds their dimensions besides ranges, along with dealing an additional B-tiers worth of damage.

Enemy Name: Bo Calvary Elites x8
Enemy Tier: B-tier
Damage Required to Defeat: B-tier
Description: These are the heads of their cavalry units, just before Lieutenants and generals they are trusted with most combat operations. Experienced in mounted and polearm combat they are a force to be reckoned with for their dangerous efficiency. Wielding 3m long glaives with thick blades 36cm in width they carve up their foes. Their horse has B-tier movement speed.
Abilities:

Stone Slicer- While rushing forward 10m on their horse the user swings upward with their glaive, reaching into the earth below to deal a massive blow on the first target slicing through to deal B-tier damage.
Dust up- The rider slices their glave into the earth creating a dust cloud 10m long and 5m in diameter blocking the vision of those within for 2 posts and hits them with rocks dealing D-tier damage each post.
Lotus Block- The user spins their glaive with intense force to block incoming attacks up to B-tier in damage.
Great Storm of the Herd- The Elites charge forward in a massive stampede of 3 or more of them. The kick up the earth, knocking up stone with their glaives as well while charging 20m forward creating a dust cloud filled with shard of rock, this cloud is 15m in diameter all around and goes forward an additional 20m from their riders dealing A-tier damage to those caught up in at after the charge. Each rider adds an additional 5m to the cloud size.

Enemy Name: Bo Noyan
Enemy Tier: A-tier
Damage Required to Defeat: A-tier and Destroy A-tier Armor
Description: The lords of 1,000 warriors, just under the generals of the Bo they carry with them their troops and their fierce souls. Armed with the newest in weaponry stolen from the Kou’s abandoned camps was the fire lance. Along with this they carry glaives, sabers from Balbadd. Upon their back, a bow sits as well, a composite one used for the farthest and fastest of targets. Armed in the clans black and red bamboo armor with leather padding. Along with this they wear black iron shoulder guards, gauntlets and grieves. Their helmet is of a similar metal with a tusked face mask. Atop hangs a long silk ribbon of red and yellow. They themselves can run at B-tier movement speeds, their Fire Lance does A-tier damage, their glaive B-tier, their Sabers B-tier and their bow C-tier with a 80m range. They also have a horse mount 2m tall, a Hybrid between northern horses and a Bo clan horse, It can run at A-tier movement speeds. Bow
Abilities:

Dragon Fumes- The Noyan ignites the powder in their fire lance causing a burst of fire and ash 10m long and 3m wide in diameter dealing B-tier damage instantly and then C-tier damage over two posts as burns.
Salamander Spit- The user pours oil on a weapon or ammo, this is a special combat that is highly combustible. They strike it creating a volatile flame that will deal A-tier damage to the first thing it hits, burning them intensely. Range depends on the weapon.
Great Steppe Sweep- Using a bladed weapon of any kind the user spins the weapon around to parry incoming damage of A-tier.
Cloud Piercer- Using all of their might the user aims at a target with their bow, pulling back with extra might to increase the bows average range launching an arrow 100m forward to deal B-tier damage to the first thing struck.
Grass Sea Command- An ability the Npc always uses within the job, they command their army to charge at a target, consumings a massive 100m wide and 50m long stretch the stampede deals A-tier damage and it also creates a dust cloud in the same dimensions blinding those who get caught in it for four posts.

ZUZU MANSUR

A caravan wheeled along the verdant plainlands, a white spot under the Sun’s brightness. If he had not been familiar with the caravan, the Sun would have thought the bonnet was drawn for modesty and protection from himself;f. He knew better, however, for he recognised the caravan as a headquarters for one Zubaidah.

As she sat cross-legged within the carriage, Zubaidah gazed upwards towards the sun-tinged sky. She watched the sunset glow and fade, much as spirits covering the horizon with their wings and drawing its blues to slumber. She had passed many nights much as the sunset, coming and going without much care between each day. Indeed, she could not wait until the journey was done, spending the days and nights with expectation for their destination.

But what was Zubaidah looking forwards to with her entire heart? Well, other than a rematch with the Bo clan, she had heard rumour that a certain world-wishing had been sighted on the Plains. Yes, she would finally meet with that Jahangir again after he had disappeared after Gamigin.

Or, at least, she had hoped that she might.

But when they neared the Bo clan’s location, her heart began sinking into an ocean of disappointment. For if she did not find him before they reached their destination, it was unlikely that she would have the chance to search for him in the next few months. After all, she was not here for fun and pleasure. No, she was here on behalf of Amnet and Powehi, having decided that the Bo clan must be dealt with so that they might make the Plains safer. But even so, noble as her intentions were, Zubaidah was saddened that she might not meet Jahangir here.

And then she saw it.

She was staring into the distance, looking for the destination, when she saw a new shape appear upon the horizon. Her sight was not especially keen, but she was certain that the shape was more than nothing. Indeed, she could discern the shapes of foxes and hares and buzzards in the distance, but this shape was human. As she drew closer, however, she became more certain that the shape - or figure, she should say - was something special.

And then, as the caravan wheeled into plain view, she saw his features as clear as the newborn moon.

It was him.

It was Jahangir.

340/340 mag | 397/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

A Flower, A Phantom, A Queen

The Sun pierced through the skin of the atmosphere,
and the sky bled crimson rays of light like honey;
which shone upon the World.

In his hand was just a single flower without thorn.
& Jahan could feel the wet vermillion stain on its petals
and though dusk would mature as sure as everyday.

The feeling of its wet edges on his fingers made
the rose tinted horizon
remind him of twilight's menstruations.
As he walked through the the grassy thicket
holding that flower & pitiful feeling.

He took each step in rhythm of Shere Khane
with his chin tilted just slightly to the earth,
and he hesitated with every patient step;
as if he were bracing himself for the weight.

The sound of horses roused The World King from the pit of his mind. He stopped on the ball of his feet, and the horseman galloped around him in circles. Before splitting in half going in either direction, '3 in the front, and 3 behind', just two of each left sandwich'ing Jahan between their horses.

"Tell us!", the horseman in lead shouted "What business do you have in this territory?"

"You must know where you have wandered! Give us your name and who sent you, we'll decide what to do with your life." The second scout shouted from behind, Jahan looked up for the first time in the encounter.

"Who sent me?" Jahan said in a low almost whisper. The World King Raised his arm holding that stained white flower. "A nameless child sent me, your headless souls will be her glory in the afterlife."

Jahanghir dropped the flower leaving his open palm pointed at the lead scout. In an instant it happened the shadow of death acted upon him. A Small dark spot opened up between the head of the scout's horse and his torso. It widened in tune with his screams and the sickening crack of flesh, bone and armor.

And then he vanished with dawns last light, leaving the moon now shining brightly over the remaining men.

"Ph-Phantom! Phantom King!" the horses grew startled and the men began running, leaving the fused spaghettified mass of horse and human remains bleeding in the grass.

And The World King could see them in the distance galloping away in the darkness across the horizon. He would lean his neck forward just slightly interlacing his cheek with hers and wrapping the cold FORCES of the world across her waist; he apparated into existence behind Zubaidah with a slight grin on his face.

"Did I Scare you Zubaidah?"

447 words

Abilities used Elimination, Cloak of Concealment

130/150 Magoi:

Spoiler:

A Worldly Herd for the World Emperor [NoM | Zubaidah and Jahangir] Latest?cb=20091205210748

Name: Aurangzeb - Ornament of the Throne
Tier: A-Tier
Type: Magic Weapon - Fighting Cloth
Magic Type: Ultimate Ninja Magic (Light|Sound|Life)
Appearance: Black and Gold Regal half fighting cape, made of a mysterious and durable material. The length of the cape is 107 centimeters and covers the users left arm, the cape remains strapped on to the users torso by golden knotted chords. The material of the cape is very thin and malleable similar to silk.

Function:

Cloak of Concealment - When fed magoi, the cloth will shimmer for a brief moment before cloaking the user and their objects in an aura of perfect invisibility where no smell or sound escapes the person(s) being coated. The effects of this cloth can be granted to a total of four other people or creatures upon touch of the user so long as they maintain being within 1 meter of the user during the duration of the sustain. 10 magoi to activate | 5 magoi to sustain.

Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

‘It has been how long, dear Jahan?’ She flicked his forehead upon revealing himself, answering with sarcastic words, but there was no doubt that Zubaidah was more than gladdened. ‘Yet you have not changed one bit.’ A smile came upon her face, wide and perfect, relieved that she had found Jahan again. ‘You could never scare me.’

She leaned further into his embrace, hiding her smile and blushing cheeks, and relaxed within Jahan’s warmth. ‘Well, I will admit that I was scared that I would never see you again.’ She blushed a deeper shade, embarrassed that she had said something girlish as that. ‘Where have you even been all this time?’ After all, she was firmly within her adult years, not some child with pangs of first love. Indeed, it seemed immature that she would hold such feelings for Jahan, but she could not pretend that they were still present - and still strong as the first time that they had met.

340/340 mag | 559/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

He fell in her embrace again, finding himself lost in a familiar place. A warm touch and her sweet scent hung in the air, and when she spoke her soft voice soothed a painful feeling in his heart.

"I was..Lost.." he spoke gently, as if unsure of himself.

"I cant explain it..,"his voice trailed off soft and rugged. He closed his eyes in concentration as he beckoned forth a reverie, but all of his mind felt like an illusion in a void.

"I remember placing my hands on those shining gates, A Dungeon somewhere.." His voice cracked across the word.

"But that was a long, long time ago..", The Kings deep voice broke down as his throat grew tight. He buried himself into Zubaidah's embrace to hide his weakness from her eyes, as he fought with his body to withhold a tear.

The warm feeling of her form grew a knot in his chest, he could remember at that time, their faces flashing inside of his mind from within the Labyrinth. The women that he had loved, and their presence in his mind kept him sane on dark nights. Through decades where he was lost from their touch. Each day that he fought with his soul and his mind, there was only the thought of his love to lean back on.

"I was trapped in this world beyond my wonder and understanding... for so many decades I just stopped counting Zub." He paused for a moment just unsure of himself.

"Yet one day dawns light shone on me again Zubaidah, I woke up in here...On the outside, or at least I hope it to be. Rather than another of the Djinns cruel tricks."

It was a devilish thought in his mind truly that he may still be caught within some room in the Dungeon Halls. He meekly kissed Zubaidah's head, he was happy even if she were to be an illusion.

Thank you-" he whispered to Zubaidah, "I was scared too."

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

‘Ah, there we have something in common.’ She did not interrupt him, however, but listened as he opened his heart. ‘We were both stuck within cycles of Dungeon exploration.’ She answered him absent-mindedly, her word offering some reassurance, the sort Jahan had given her before. ‘I’m quite surprised that you took so long.’ A laugh came from the red-faced Zubaidah, almost as if she was not listening entirely.

But when she heard him pause, however, Zubaidah held him tighter and answered softly, ‘It’s finished, I assure you.’ She could tell that Jahan had experienced something terrible, since she had not seen his emotions as clear and apparent as this. ‘It’s all real, dear Jahan.’ But if she were being honest, she was almost happy that Jahan was showing his weakness. It would have been worse, had he thought that Zubaidah was not good or strong enough to witness this. Indeed, she was happy that he trusted her enough to admit that one crucial thing. ‘It’s fine to be scared.’

340/340 mag | 736/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

Holding her in the darkness Jahan felt time come back to a still as it did when life was at its simplest, was it true? Had he returned to his reality?

"It's okay to be scared.", once again her voice played notes across his heartstrings. He settled his mind again and his heartbeat slowed its paces.

"Zubaidah what are you doing here? It can't be less than fate for me to have found my arms around you again." Jahan found himself absorbed into her essence again. He would look at Zubaidah and find himself peering into a world that he found to be beautiful.

She had a lot of ways that caught his eye and how she spoke and how she walked and the nature of her attitude. She never stopped moving forward, and Jahan was always there to lend her his strength and he did so gladly because he believed in who she was.

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

‘I heard that 'a phantom king' had been sighted upon the Plains.’ She remembered when Amnet had first told her about the rumour about Jahan, her heart filling itself with expectation, ‘When rumour came that the phantom was a dark-skinned man with mountain-rending strength and the ability to disappear at will?’ She had searched around the Plains for days, weeks even, until her eyes were reddened. ‘I knew that it was you and Aurangzeb.’ But she did not regret those moments, sad as they were when Zubaidah met no results, for she had confirmed for herself that Jahan was someone important in her heart.

‘But you are right, dear Jahan.’ She lifted her head from his warm chest, looking into his lavender eyes. ‘I was not guided with love or hope alone.’ A smile came upon her rosy lips with the word ‘love’, something she had not said for longer than expected. ‘Indeed, I believe that no less than fate could have guided me towards you and my goal together.’ She leant her head against his shoulder, tired from relief and exhaustion, but energised with his presence. ‘But how much do you know about the Bo clan?’

340/340 mag | 932/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

The World King grinned and noted, "Then Im glad I drew your attention", he felt her small frame ease inside his arms and relax. It was always like this, she spoke in simple proverbs--and he tried to listen, but how could he listen to her. Her presence was overwhelming to his senses he wrestled with his mind in her grip; and Jahanghir had strength but her femininity had powers beyond his strength.

Jahan narrowed his eyes "The Bo Clan?", he frowned it was the last thing he wanted to think about.

"Well I suppose those are the ones I've been at War with since I have arrived back in the World."

The image of his last encounter with their scouts was still fresh on his mind he began to wave through the portrait of viscera he had left. He tried to brush it to the side, and so he kissed Zubaidah's cheek, and hoped to distract her.

"Stay with me tonight, I'll tell you all about my journey."

He flirted with the idea in her ear, half in jest but twice more in yearning; it was almost cyclical, the way they got together and rode this line between companionship and desire. However it was so much simpler for Jahan, it was just a part of life, it was their nature.

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

‘So you have already encountered the Bo clan?’ She was quite interested, wondering how Jahan had become associated with Tenza’s crowd. ‘I would love to hear that story,’ Another smile widened her rouge lips, but Zubaidah was careful not to stray from the Bo clan, since the information was crucial and necessary, ‘But I should tell you about the Bo clan first.’

‘I am sure that you’re familiar with the nature of the Plainspeople? Without much water or safe refuges, many tribes in the Plains are nomadic ones. In recent years, the Bo clan has started monopolisation upon oases and watering holes, before turning towards conquest of Plains tribes themselves. I thought them defeated when their leader Tenza was brought down, but they must still be active. Indeed, my group has tasked themselves with monitoring the Bo clan, reducing their damage where possible. Of course, it seems that you have experienced the chokehold which their soldiers have upon the region, but I have come here so that I can deal with them myself.’

She heard Jahan’s remark, a laugh and a sigh coming from her lips in response, ‘Did you hear any of that?’ In spite of this, however, she would hold Jahan even tighter. ‘You really haven’t changed.’

340/340 mag | 1141/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

"Did you hear any of that?", Jahan's mind refocused and he told a half lie, "Yeah-", he said. Knowing that he had truly only listened to a few of her words, not that he had the intention to let her know that. Instead he picked Zubaidah up in a single smooth movement, smiling at how she felt just as feather-weighted as he remembered.

He started again now taking slow rhythmic steps beneath the iridescence of the heavens, and he closed his eyes in a moment of serenity. He could feel it now, the timelessness of night. He could feel his memories wash through the dark side of his mind, so gently like water.

"It started sometime ago.. If you had to ask, I couldn't tell you when, for this world has been a dream ever since my waking."Jahan continued on, "I remember I came to a camp in passing, it was.."

Jahans right arm gripped Zubaidah's body tighter as the thought re-entered his mind. "It was real, the first place I had come to realize had to have been, it must have been.."

Jahan kept his pace, "They were a people that live with more kindness and respect to the world's nature than I had ever seen. They took me in, fed me, clothed me and for a while I would do the work of ten men in gratitude. Life-", Jahan slowed his pace for a simple second as he found the next word.

"I thought life moved slowly around here, but it wasnt very long ago that I moved on from that place.." Jahanghir stopped walking and opened his eyes again, he looked down at Zubaidah from within his arms.

"The Day I departed, not but an hour after I had left the Bo Clan raided and destroyed that encampment. A small girl I wont forget her face she admired me and so I left her with a flower and.." Jahan choked up around the end of the sentence.

"She came running from the hills on the horizon just behind us, screaming my name at the top of her lungs.. By the time I had looked back at her an arrow pierced her skull."

A single tear swelled across the lid of Jahan's eye prompting him to begin walking once more. The crystalline rolled down his face and he blinked exhaling, "Until I had met you I thought of this event as a cruel trick being played on me. An illusion of life being taken, just to test my resolve." He spoke in a calm cool voice to keep himself cool headed. "Im sure you know me well enough darling, Im willing to fight a war over the girl who admired me."

Jahan stopped on top of a hill, "Look Just there, beneath the Dragon's Blood Tree, that flower bed is my camp." Surely just below the Hill a ways on was a bed of purple flowers and a tent fit for a king just hidden by the Grove of Dragon's Blood.

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

She rolled her eyes as Jahan made clear, or tried to cover, how he had not heard a single word. Well, what could she say? She had found that quite charming, how grounded he was in the moment, even if it made him prone to forget her musings. After all, they did say that opposites attract.

‘Where to now?’ She had not expected him to take her into his arms, memories flooding back, much less carry her into the distance. But she took this time to reminisce about Kou and Gamigin, when he was wont to carry her like she were some princess or damsel-in-distress. Of course, she was far from the woman who relied upon Jahan for everything, having gained power and resolve on Furcas and Gamigin. But hey, it had been some time since Jahan and Zubaidah had been together, had it not? So one more moment of reliance would be no problem.

But as they continued, she could tell that Jahan was not walking the same road of memories that he was. Where she had chosen their past experiences, he was dwelling upon some more recent ones. She could feel his sadness shake his very arms, those arms she once considered her castle-walls, and saw the eyes of that king well with tears. If she was being honest, she was more than surprised, confused even. In all her time, she had not seen him break his stoic facade. Yes, he had been excited with her. Yes, he had been angry for her. But sadness, a sadness like this?

‘It’s alright,’ She gazed into his eyes, her smile replaced with something tender, ‘You can cry.’ She tapped his shoulder, asking that he place her upon the rain-moistened grounds, and embraced him. ‘It’s good to cry sometimes.’ She looked back at his face, her own eyes filled with tears, and held him closer.

‘And I promise you.’ She had waited years upon years to meet Jahan again. ‘This is real.’ She had spent years worrying that she had lost him forever. ‘I’m real.’ She had cried and cried that she was alone again. ‘So just let out all your tears.’ And now, she washed away those worries with more tears.

340/340 mag | 1522/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

Jahan placed her gently on the ground still dewy with from the frequent Spring showers, and she embraced him again, she held his heart now and made it soft. He wrapped his strong arms around her, as she soothed him with her voice. He wanted to tell Zubaidah so many things that he kept locked in his heart, how he felt ashamed of himself. That he was never there when the people he cared for needed him and it had took him more than a life's time to mature to this point.

Holding Zubaidah in his arms he realized that everything had changed to this point, and that even him with all of his strength and pride was allowed to shed tears for those who had fallen. They came quietly running down his face and he hated it but said nothing. For him this was all he could do now, to take away some of the pain.

The feeling of being trapped and alone for a century had left scars on his psyche that even he couldn't understand. He held on to her words as tightly as her embrace, "Im Real", she said to him and he repeated her words in his mind and took solace in them.

Jahan could feel wetness through the cloth of Aurangzeb and he looked down his tear soaked hyacinth portals looking into hers "Dont Cry", Jahan spoke softly and pressed his forehead against hers. " I always want to see you smiling", Jahan said and he smiled through his tears gently.

The Sky parted above them and rain began to shower lightly against the two, Jahan kissed Zubaidahs brow, "You are so precious to me."

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

‘Of course, dear Jahan.’ She wiped away the tears from her eyes, watching them fall into the moist earth. ‘When you cry, I will be here to smile.’ Gazing into his eyes, she made no empty promise and broke into a large smile. ‘If you feel better when I smile, I will smile all the time.’ It was something dazzling, brighter than any smile she had made for him or anyone. ‘Because I want you to rely upon me, just like I would rely upon you to make me feel better.’

And then he kissed her.

It might have been a kiss upon her forehead, true, but it was enough for her smile to change from gold to pink. She turned her face away from Jahan without thinking, a mad blush come upon her cheeks. Yes, she was an adult woman, but she had abstained from such contact for years! It was only natural that her cheeks should turn such a rose colour, right? She was caught off-guard, that was it! If he looked down, Jahan could watch the cogs turning within her head while Zubaidah stood there silent. Indeed, it seemed that a kiss was all it took for her mind to cease function.

‘That’s not fair…’ As she recovered, a red shade spread throughout her body, she buried her forehead into his chest. ‘But…’ A smile flickered upon her blushing cheeks, however, her silver tongue playing its usual tune, ‘Make sure you ask next time.’

340/340 mag | 1772/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

‘Make sure you ask next time.'

"Zubaidah", her name rolled off his tongue in response, and he would waste no time as she brought her attention back to his face; he would kissed her rosy lips gently. The feeling of her soft flesh against his brought more life into his soul, he could feel his heart beating now. The sound of their lips parting with a soft suck was a note plucked from his heartstrings.

He felt more devilish than ashamed about it and how could he? Gripping her waist securely, swimming through a sea of his warm felt emotions. Staring into the eyes of his beautiful love, more precious than the weight of the world and all of its wonder.

"I dont think I'll be able to resist long enough." He smiled and turned his head in blush for just a moment before peaking back at her, "But I know just when to kiss you", he said as if it were a fact. So plainly and simply that it was obvious in his heart this was true. Jahan saw her face smiling and rose tinted like pink diamonds. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, she wouldn't even begin to believe how beautiful she was too him.

"This is real.."Jahan thought in his mind as he looked into Zubaidah's lilac portals. Thoughts would flicker in and out of his head, of passion, love and desire and he stopped against a single thought, "She is real".

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

In another moment, she was greeted with another kiss from Jahan. But this time, she savoured the experience, enjoying the time spent with him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his soft heartbeat against her chest, and leant closer. If she was enjoying herself, then she wanted to give him equal enjoyment. It was only fair, was it not?

‘I told you to ask, didn’t I?’ As he drew back, she teased him a little, her arms still around his neck. ‘Not that I’m complaining.’ She smiled softly, meeting his gaze with her amber eyes, and shook away the hair stranded upon her shoulder. ‘But I would say that you know more how to kiss than when,’ She caressed the back of his neck, playing with his hair, before continuing, ‘And there’s a difference.’

If she were being honest, she sill could not believe that Jahan was real, even with him standing before her. As she looked into his lavender eyes, she saw the trials and failures within Furcas and Ipos. With each smile, she was reminded about how Kou had taken away her happiness with Huijin. As she ran her fingers down his smooth skin, she remembered Constantine and her promise to defeat Sasan. Why was she doing this? For the first time in months, no, years, she was finally happy. Why was she thinking about her problems now?

He was real.

She was real.

This was real.

Had she not said that? Yes, she had reassured Jahan that it was all real. But if she was not certain? Then she would have to make sure of that herself! Yes, she would make sure it was real.

And so, she kissed him again.

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

Her hands wrapped around his neck and their kiss deepened as their tongues intertwined, the second kiss was rolling with passion and she returned it to him in equal lust. Their lips parted for just a moment,

‘But I would say that you know more how to kiss than when,’ She caressed the back of his neck, playing with his hair, before continuing, ‘And there’s a difference.’

The feeling of her fingers across his neck flooded him with carnal desires, instincts that he had suppressed for uncountable years. They all came back to him now from within her embrace, those surreal rushes that ran through his body and mind.

Then she kissed him, and it would have caught him by surprise but it quickly possessed him. He was entranced by her now, and so his desires came pouring out from his lips. He kissed her eagerly, greedily and passionately. Her lips would roll between his as they danced through the kiss; feeding into each others bodies and mind a sensation that was real.

The rain would start pouring down on them now, and he ignored the wetness as it rolled down his face and body, as he was too absorbed by their intimacy. It felt like a lifetime before their lips would part again with a thin trail of saliva.

He rested his forehead against hers his eyes more pleased and calm than they had been in a century.

"Lets get out of the rain my sweet love, I can build us a fire for tonight."

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

Yes, that was real. There was no way in which she could argue that that was not real. In fact, it was the most real thing that she had felt in months and years.

But she felt something cold within her chest, even as he warmed her within his embrace. She could not understand what she was feeling, just that something was wrong. She loved him, did she not? If she enjoyed his presence, his company, his love, then what was she feeling?

As their mouths parted, she would give no expression that might betray her confusion. ‘I suppose it’s getting a little late, isn't it?’ She took her hands from round his neck, smiling sweetly as she gestured towards her wagon. ‘Why worry about fire and shelter, when we have our own refuge, ready and prepared?’ Yes, she would ponder upon her problem before she raised it with Jahan.

340/340 mag | 2234/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

Jahanghir felt her walking around her words, she tied his mind a knot as he tried to follow what was written between them. He felt silly for a moment, and grinned before he responded,

"I see, I forgot how you traveled." Jahan had overlooked her carriage as massive as it was, having been used to spending most of his nights alone, in the darkness of calamity--these luxuries would escape his mind from time to time.

Jahan took her hand in his and allowed his thoughts to run away from himself, "I'll go anywhere with you.", he told Zubaidah,"Im happy to enjoy every moment with you"

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

As the winds retreated into their mountain-homes, the Moon looked down upon Jahan and Zubaidah. She had not seen them together for some time, not since they had entered Gamigin with hopeful hearts. In the mean-time, she had watched over their trials and tribulations from Reiman shores onto the sea-swept Orient. At night, when they missed one another, the Moon had shed tears for their sadness.

But she was never there when they awoke, passing her torch onto the Sun with reluctance. Thus did the Sun welcome Jahan and Zubaidah from their slumber on this morning. As she stepped from the waggon, leaving Jahan in his own makeshift quarters, she gazed over the rain-tipped grasslands and towards the sun-tinged sky.

It was mesmerising.

It was beautiful.

It was perfect.

But she could not feel anything but that coldness from before, like her chest was covered with ice. Why did she still feel this? What did she have to do to warm her heart?

340/340 mag | 2414/1000 | 390/390 stam

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Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

They came marching now, flags raised in the name of The Clan Bo. Each of them walked with the heart of their fallen comrades on mind, in the name of those who had died in vain; it was hunting time. However at best it would be their first time hunting a Phantom.

They knew their target, a tall dark skin warrior, adorned in black and purple garbs like royal silks and ornamented by golden embellishments. He was a king; and surely for the crown that he wore across his head emanated with powers ancient and transcending of time.

The men whispered words of his legend that passed along the flanks and lines of Archers and Cavalry, That he was a Phantom that appears from nothigness, and that he had the strength of a monster and the ability to destroy any substance.

It was a commotion that shook the core of the Bo Clan, a threat that they couldnt discern if to be completely human or not. However their warlords would assure them that all threats reside in the realm of the living, and Phantom or not this being would come to its end by their blade.

The rocking of the ground from the army of Bo that moved in upon the plains shook Zubaidah's wagon through their tremoring horse-steps . They had soon descended upon the camp circling the high end carriage, archers at the draw and warriors at the tips of their blades.

Jahan felt their presence, encroaching upon his slumber and his lilac portals awakened. In a moment he appeared, flickering into the valley besides Zubaidah as the wind himself. The Bo Clan was shaken by his presence, they felt his aura and could see the legend, the phantom himself.

Jahanghir but extended a finger at the approaching army, who greeted them with their war cry, their blood curdling and racing with adrenaline and malice. He released a thin ray of invisible singularity magic from THE FORCES OF THE WORLD. The ray crossed the 50 meter distance at A tier speeds, and if it were visible it would be but a blur. This was the last thing many of them would see, as Jahan began to trace the horizon, the beam approached and the men would begin to fall into it as gravity attracted them to the hole.

What he did to them was gruesome, their flesh ripped and parted into thin trails of viscera which painted the high grass of the plains and its flowers vermillion.. Jahan closed his eyes, he did not like to look at it. Increasing the flow of FORCES Jahan scaled the attack, and the beam would instantly split in two and mirror him as he traced his hand across the silhouette of the Bo Clan.

Then Jahan opened his eyes, the vision of carnage fading into his memory. While he had the power to crush armies with his finger he could not bear to slaughter them so utterly, Jahanghir had purposefully misfired his beam, tracing a line that split the ground of the horizon instead sending the army that encroached rolling across down the hill-y valley.

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Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

She sensed that Jahan had awoken, her thoughts jumbled, but Zubaidah could not discuss the feeling within her chest. Instead, she watched him look over the horizon, past sun and solitude, towards banners dancing upon the morn-time air. A sigh escaping into the winds, Zubaidah realised that play-time was over, fun as it had been. As was inevitable, it seemed that the Bo clan had finally found them both.

She wasted no time, reacting in conjunction with Jahan, and poured wave after wave of magoi into the marble divan stored within the carriage. In one moment, rank upon rank of see-through constructs formed before Zubaidah, standing to attention and awaiting her orders. ‘I am glad that you have answered my call again, men!’ She was curt and short, addressing them much as a captain would her soldiers. ‘We are faced with enemies stronger than any before, but my rules remain the same as ever!’ She looked into the distance where Jahan had delayed the Bo clan with steeled resolve. ‘We are not here to kill.’

She looked towards Jahan, sterness in her gaze. ‘I hope that counts for you as well.’ Her voice was light, but her eyes anything else. ‘At least, try as best you can, please.’

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Stained Court:

Abilities Used:

Emperor JaJa

Emperor JaJa

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(150/150)
Stamina:

(410/410)

"Yes", he spoke softly to Zubaidah, To not kill. What a precious request, one that had easily shattered beneath the Phantom's strength time after time again. She knew this as much as anyone who had known The World King. Yet she would ask and he would incline with his eyes closed.

There was such a painful sting to this morning. Perhaps, it was the sight of his enemies lining around the winding vista of hill tops across the horizon. Somewhere in his mind, it looked like the reflection of a memory. A memory of being alone and trapped, and a memory about the cold nature of survival.

So he kept his eyes shut.

There was a certain sharp edge to the sound, of war-horses galloping, and the commands of soldier ushering, and their footsteps on either side. It sent a shiver creeping up against his spine, and so he leant back on Zubaidah's carriage. Propping one foot against the wall of the mobile home, he almost threatened to tilt it backwards on accident.

With this ignored, he simply said. "If we aim to show mercy, is my strength truly needed?"

Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

As she watched their horses stampede across the moist earth, Zubaidah wondered whether she needed Jahan’s powers. After all, Jahan was much stronger than herself, was he not? Hearing his words, however, Zubaiudah decided that she would show him and the Bo soldiers that she was strong enough.

As she steeled herself thirty metres behind the Stained Court, the first wave of Bo soldiers was commanded into a Grass Sea formation. She watched them rush forwards into her own ranks, breaking through the first line, but a cloud formed from dust and glass formed in their wake. Indeed, once the Bo soldiers met with Zubaidah’s final line, their forces had been reduced from hundredfold down into sixteen.

She watched them charge towards them, three riders heading the Bo forces with a Great Storm of the Herd, but Zubaidah was unfazed. She took out two soldiers behind them with a well-aimed Stabbing Talon, then defended against the dust-cloud forming before the Great Storm with a cold Clear-Out. She was cut and bruised from their weapons in retaliation, their momentum too much for her, but she was healed through the chaplains standing besides her. In the commotion, four chaplains were destroyed when four Stone Slicers tore through them; Zubaidah avenged them with two sustained Stabbing Talons.

As she watched the Bo forces encircle her position, closing towards Jahan and the carriage, Zubaidah sent the remaining chaplains from the Stained Court towards them, intending more that they would serve as distractions than enemies. In the brief moments she gained, Zubaidah took down two Bo riders from their horses, knocking them out with the butt-end of her spear. In total, she took down the remaining Bo elites from sixteen to four, but she was more than exhausted, her body battered, even not bloodied.

And, she called out towards Jahan.

‘Want to lend a hand?’

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Events Explained:

Abilities Used:

Zuzu Mansur

Zuzu Mansur

A-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(390/390)
Stamina:

(390/390)

ZUZU MANSUR

She called.

He answered.

Jahan wondered whether his strength was needed, but Zubaidah turned his power towards an enemy necessary to be defeated. If he was useful, might she then consider his worth? He knew that there was something between them, for sure, but his strength could ensure that their feelings turned from affection into more than just something.

Leaning against her Night Talons, Zubaidah watched Jahan concentrate, eyes focused upon his fists, before punching the ground with a Castle Breaker’s Touch. A shockwave spread across the dirt and stone, knocking Zubaidah off her feet, as the ground rocked the Bo’s forces with uncertain groans. As they stumbled around, the groans grew louder and louder until the earth cracked open and swallowed the Bo elites whole. In a few seconds, they were trapped within the earth’s maw.

With surprise at her side, Zubaidah stood and called towards the Noyans who had retreated from Jahan’s attack, ‘Call off your soldiers! You have no chance here, even with this many under your control! Yes, we have not spilt much blood, but that is because we have been lenient. We offer mercy because we do not want this conflict!’

The reply was short and blunt, ‘That is not mercy! That is arrogance! We will not bend knee when we have the upper hand!’

‘You will not bend knee? You sure about that?’ Jahan smiled, his hand touching his crown as the Noyans began their charge. ‘Stand back a little, Zuzu.’

As she retreated a safe distance, Jahan chanted something foreign and mysterious. He spoke words that she had never heard before in a language that she could not understand. His crown shone with an otherworldly light, his hands taking hold of a sword that was not there, and his back shimmered with an invisible force.

‘O lord beyond strength! Crown me the world king, and bestow upon me the power of a great Djinn!'

'Bow down, Gremory!’

She heard Jahan more than she saw him, for the air before Zubaidah was filled with rukh. Indeed, much as a magician might marvel at the sight of rukh swirling about Jahan’s raiment, Zubaidah was filled with awe as she heard the rukh hum and sing. She heard their sweet melodies, praising Jahan and Gremory, and she was dumb-founded.

This was Jahan.

He stepped towards the Noyan, and their bodies fell into bows for Jahan. The first pointed a fire-lance as he came close, his hand shaking, and he swatted it away with a scaled backhand, breaking his arm from the force. The second aimed a sabre towards him, body wracked with sweat, but he punched him in the stomach with a scaled punch and force spread through his body. They had no chance to act, when he was much quicker. He was the conqueror, and they were the conquered.

‘You sure have bent more than just your kees, haven’t you?’

‘So what now, Zub?’

‘I think…’ Stunned at Jahan’s form, she took a moment more before she could form words into a proper sentence. ‘I think that we have done enough. We are not here to make an enemy, we are here to defend ourselves. It does not matter whether you think that we instigated the violence, we have caused enough pain and bloodshed that this battle should not continue.’

‘She speaks true.’ The first Noyan spoke through gritted teeth, his back cracking under Jahan’s pressure, pleading for the seond Noyan to agree. ‘Then we shall agree not continue this, if you do not pursue us or our men.’

‘We won’t…’ She looked towards Jahan, her eyes pleading his agreement, ‘Will we?’

‘If you say so.’ She glared at him, prodding him for more than mere acceptance, and he sighed with a smile on his face. ‘We won’t do anything, as long as you don’t intrude on us again.’

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Thus could Jahan and Zubaidah retire to their quarters, dirt and blood upon their clothes, one quarrel with the Bo clan ended. It had not been an event wanted or expected, but War had brought them together again. And yet Zubaidah knew that it was only a matter of time before she and Jahan parted ways again.

For she knew who would be the cause this time.

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Zubaidah: 210/340 magoi and 390/390 stamina.

Jahan: 50/150 magoi and 330/410 stamina.

Event Explanation:

Jahan's Abilities:

Gremory's Equip:

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Solomon's Proxy

Solomon's Proxy

Ω-Tier

After a failed attempt to seize and oppress some of their neighbors, the defeated Noyan had taken his report back to his superior — a man of gargantuan proportions that went by the name of Gürgem. A newly risen general of the Bo said to have the physique of a horse and the head of a lion; known to have traversed the world and delved into a dungeon just to live to tell the tale.

It was in due time that the general would seek out the beings that frightened his men to his feet. After all, if your own men are unable to climb the hurdle, the only option would be to tear it down.

The man Zubaidah would have stroll into her presence fit the bill to near perfection. His head was not that of a bull but a man, handsome in his apathetic expression and in spite of the gruesome scar that carved down the left side of his face. Ginger locks swept down his back in autumn waves, kept in place by a fur hat adorned with a feather pin. Most notable about him was the lower half of his physique which told true to the tales about him. A clean transition from his abdomen into the body of a stallion with a sleek, black coat.

His approach gave no tact nor stealth — hooves crushing the earth beneath the weight of his steps, the chill of the metal barrel of his rifle as he used it to lift her chin upwards to look at him. From his mouth, he would speak in a voice with a gruff depth and a boastful volume. His accent was similar to others in the region but thicker.

“This so-called phantom must have some might to have caused our dear Noyan to come back with a tail between his legs.” He breaks out in a light-hearted chuckle, swishing his tail in his elation. “It is as though he grew a second cock but lost all his balls.”

Removing the tip of his gun from her chin, he rests it up over his shoulder.

“And yet as I look at you,” he continued, his hand following his eyes as he scoured her form, “There is no such creature. Just a woman.”

From within his sleeve, he pulls out a small pipe and places it in the corner of his mouth. Sparks generate from a simple mechanism of flint and steel held in his palm, lighting the contents as he sucks in its bitter flavor, smoke pouring like thickened fog from between his lips.

“It is unfortunate that I have to kill you.”

He raises his brow, giving her a grimace and a shrug before looking her over once more. A medial pause settles in as he takes a long drag from his pipe.

“But I am in a good mood. We could strike a deal, no? I am a man of business, after all, when there is not all this fighting.”

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