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<< september: maiden voyage >>

Welcome to our Maiden Voyage log for the game! Because the grand opening is a bit different from how things will normally flow, the log is more like an event log with the MANTA Board included at the bottom. The focus of the log will be everyone getting a first taste of the home base for each armada, but not before having a farewell celebration in Eltrut to the new initiates! Since it is a little beefy, we've included navigation links to help jump between sections.

Players are welcome to use the MANTA Board as additional prompts in the log, or create your own open logs for them. There is no wrong or right way, whatever is most convenient for you.

If you have any questions about the log, comment here. If you have questions about the game in general, please comment to the Game Info.

TOPLEVEL DIRECTORY (Updated September 13)

ELTRUT: FAREWELL SENDOFF

It's been about a week or so since the newest batch of riftfarers arrived, and now the ships are ready to take them to their native armada base. But before everyone goes their separate ways, a special "sendoff" is held for the new initiates. Hosted by older, veteran riftfarers and their respective armada affiliation, two major competitions are held. One is to promote partnership between the armadas, the other is for their competitiveness.

A fan favorite for a number of years now, Legends of the Gutsy Ultimate Sailor Warrior Competition is a massive two-person obstacle course that has a whole suite of challenges to test sailor's physical and mental resolve…and teamwork. The only real rule is each pair needs one Corsair and one Paladin, which can be made voluntarily or randomly. Along with crossing a pool via spinning logs, swinging and climbing ropes, and plummeting down ziplines, there are a few notable obstacles teams will need to get through.

🚪 Steering a giant ship's wheel in order to lift the door to the next obstacle. Both partners need to take turns, one spinning it upwards and the other continuing down.
🦑 They must piece together the three parts of the Silver Squid Statue, fitting each piece properly and vertically together (have to hear the snap to ensure the pieces connected!) and then placed it into a hole in a door to move on.
⛰️ The final obstacle is called Mount Grog, where the team must climb to the peak of this hill of craggy stone. While there are footholes aplenty, there are also steam vents, "landslides" of small boulder-shaped pillows, and warm "lava" of red-dyed ale, making the terrain slippery and sticky! Mind the steam and ale, they are made of strong liquor and may make those with low tolerance a bit…intoxicated.
🐱‍👤 While some are free to spectate and cheer in the audience, others may volunteer to try and sabotage the rest of the competition by chucking wilted produce, or if you're really lucky, the showrunners will pull you from the audience to hit switches to change up the layout of the map mid-race!

The second event is Capture the Flag and takes place along a long stretch of beach using the remains of two retired ships on either end: one with each of the three masts flying a red flag, the other with three blue flags. Each player will have a small flag of their armada colors attached to a belt on their waist, along with a few very full colored water balloons. The goal is to steal as many of the other team's flags as possible and bring them back to their ship before the hourglass runs out. The only rule is no magic allowed! Have to use good ol' wit and grit. All magic will be suppressed and all weapons taken/forced to be left behind.

💧 Everyone is armed with water balloons of their respective team color. Use them to pelt your opponents and get that flag!
🚩 Some may want to try and score big by capturing one of the ship's flags. But it won't be easy. There will be a "crew" defending their ships and will have cannons filled with giant water balloons, sticky nets, and life preserver rings to deploy against attackers. They can also use the rings to quickly grab their own teammates and pull them to safety.
⛓ There is a jail that caught opponents can be taken to right next to the ship. Either escape, help a caught teammate, or defend it!

After another night of reveling in various taverns (and likely getting into more bar fights), everyone will set sail the following morning, with or without the hangovers. Everyone should be prepared to pitch in their weight, as during the trip, they will learn how to be a deckhand, learning the literal ropes of pitching sails, swabbing decks, and working the galley. There could be other areas they might have access to if they have the skill for it. They will also have a chance to practice their magic. Don't worry, the ships are fitted with special protection that even a stray spell won't cause too much damage (though if it does, they better be prepared to repair and clean it up). And since it will take a few days to get to their respective leviathans, everyone should remember their temporary cabin number. Some may even have roommates.

But the number one rule for both ships is no fighting between members. Save it for when they're back on shore!

ELAH: PALADIN BASE

Compared to the bright colors and bustle of Eltrut, Elah is much more refined and orderly, especially the capital city of Baleen. Tall, sturdy buildings of polished marble and white coral with accents of gold and mother-of-pearl, set in tiered, orderly rings of sandstone-cobbled streets organized by purpose and class. The higher it is, the more affluent, with the Chambers of Council seated at its highest point. Yet there is very little to no poverty, as the citizens are diligent in keeping everything clean and everyone taken care of. That isn't to say there aren't "dirty" parts of the city…but for the most part it's a prosperous, bustling city that takes pride not only in its Paladin force, but in the arts and pursuit of higher education and research. High above one may see gondolas seemingly sailing in the air, but they are just riding the "breath streams'' of Elah that connect to the three blowholes spiracles lining the leviathan's back. In the distant north, one may even catch a glimpse of the main blowhole spiracle releasing a huge stream of water. Access is currently under construction, but new riftfarers will be able to access it soon.

At the center is the city's pride and joy: the Plaza Fontea. Around the outer rim are daily markets and performers to help cultivate the arts and casual business, and there are a number of gardens and ponds for visitors to relax and enjoy. And at its center is a grand mosaic in the great whale's image with a series of "water spouts" that shoot water up through the ground, sometimes to music. However, something is amiss. Without warning, the water is turning different colors and making fart noises. While anyone who might know some engineering is free to help those beneath the fountain to try and figure out what happened and repair it, others can try and catch the culprits who pulled this deplorable prank (hint, bunch of Corsairs, of course).

At the Nodding Kettle, there are some special items that new Paladins can receive. These items are also available on the Rewards Shop, but new members can choose one for free. These items are also special in that they will start at a basic level, but can be upgraded and refined for better effects (for a fee).

🔪 Dowsing Blade: Lvl 1. A short sword that once fully upgraded can find special treasures and precious metals. At level 1, it will only find junk, but who knows? One man's trash is another man's treasure. And rusted metal can still hurt in a fight—
🫧 Bubble Shield: Lvl 1. A shield that will grow in size and strength once fully upgraded and provide protection in the form of a dome. At level 1, it creates a small bubble that covers a small area next to the user and can only take a few hits before it pops.
🔦 Wayfinder Torch: Lvl 1. A torch that burns brighter and can illuminate and find any path to a designated location or exit once fully upgraded. At level 1, it can only illuminate up to a few feet and must be charged with magic to continue.

The educational district is one of the many prides and joys of Elah, and especially the block containing the sprawling, U-shaped Archives framing the massive, gold-framed glass dome of the Conservatory. The core of the Archives is a blocky building of very weathered marble, with two longer and more slender wings; nearly every room inside is dedicated to some sort of specialized library, lecture hall, laboratory, or archaeological restoration room. The Conservatory, meanwhile, is teeming with the rarest of plants, flocks of birds, skittering reptiles, and even small artificial tide pools hosting reef-dwelling fauna and small schools of fish. As new members explore the complex, they may find the new items will come in handy for their tasks.

📖 There's been intel of Corsairs targeting the Archives for their next heist, especially the special collection in the library. Newer Paladins will be asked to guard the library in shifts and keep an eye out for anyone suspicious.
🦤 Oh no, Angus the Dodo has escaped the conservatory again! Capture him and bring him back unharmed. Thankfully he's peaceful and not very smart, but he is easily startled and surprisingly fast. He's a glutton for fruit, nuts, and seeds, and he's infamous for stealing fancy hats, especially if they have feathers on them.
🏰 Reports have come in of a nearby island with ruins of an ancient castle standing on them. Venture out, document the site, and retrieve any artifacts for proper cataloging at the Archives before the Corsairs break or steal anything important.

NOGARD: CORSAIR BASE

While Eltrut and Elah both have relatively smooth surfaces to build on, Nogard's back is covered in jutting ridges and spines. Between the uneven terrain, the transformation between Nogard's living sea form and skeletal land form, and the demon-ridden forest, structures here focus much more on defense and ease of repair or relocation as needed than on matching a set theme. Buildings in Fang are made from a mishmash of old metal, driftwood, and bone, but are often decorated with bright murals and graffiti, drapes of colorful fabrics, and intricate sea glass creations. Taverns and pubs can be found on nearly every corner, loud music and cheers and more than occasionally the sounds of a brawl pouring out from about noon to the wee hours of the morning.

Currently Nogard has settled on a remote island, its skeletal structure nestled deep within the island's cove, creating a natural barrier that will only allow Corsair ships in and out. They will be there for a while, taking advantage of the beasts that inhabit the island and provide valuable materials to be sold. But of course it can get boring, so it's not surprising to see the more "reckless" ziplining from one curved rib to another high above the city. There are also some makeshift fighting arenas for members to test their strength. Those who prefer to actually learn about Nogard's current settlement set out to canvas and explore the island, hoping to find some other ruins or resources that could be useful.

At the Leviathan's Maw, there are some special items that new Corsairs can receive. These items are also available on the Rewards Shop, but new members can choose one for free. These items are also special in that they will start at a basic level, but can be upgraded and refined for better effects (for a fee).

🧥 Camouflage Cloak: Lvl 1. A cloak that once upgraded will allow the wearer to shift and blend into their surroundings. At level 1, it's a bit ratty looking and only useful if hiding in shadows. Even then it's only for a few seconds, but better than none.
🔁 Ring of Returning: Lvl 1. A ring that once upgraded will allow the wearer to return to a specific location upon activation. At level 1, it can only be used once per day and returns you to a public space.
🔀 Ring of Evasion: Lvl 1. A ring that once upgraded will allow the wearer to have increased movement speed and dodging ability. At level 1, it is only effective in avoiding small objects and getting through crowds easier. Not useful for combat until upgraded.

While there are some "respectable" stores and merchants around Nogard, the Black Market is what the city of Fang is best known for. And as part of their initiation, new members are sent to the literal underbelly of the leviathan's skeletal remains where the Black Market exists. Those new free items offered by the Leviathan's Maw may be useful…

💍 Several sellers have put up requests for certain "special rare items" to help restock their wares, but these items are "special" and "rare" for a reason. From needing to kill monsters on the island Nogard has settled on and harvesting for certain materials, to stealing from certain ships and rich houses in Elah (oops).
🏰 On a certain island, there are some castle ruins that has been recently discovered and there are some artifacts and relics that could catch a hefty price if brought back. Just ignore the Paladins who may be excavating…and perhaps take their finds.
📦 Some merchants have special wares that need to be delivered to their clients all over Nogard and on some neighboring islands. Of course, there are many others who might try to steal it…whatever is inside it. Wait—did the box just shake? What, protect the package and deliver it safely!

MANTA BOARD

As mentioned above, usually the Quest Board will be posted separately as we won't normally have logs like these. But for everyone's convenience, we've included it here for additional prompts. Players can either use the quest board here in their toplevels, or create their own open log for them if they prefer to keep it separate and spread things out more.

GENERAL

PALADINS

CORSAIRS

BOUNTIES

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» GENERAL (4pts)

Dockside Repairs

Reward: 100 dubloons and a serving of cinnamon sugar grog for each day of hard work.

A recent tempestuous storm wreaked havoc upon Eltrut’s main port, leaving many of its docks in dire need of repair.

We are seeking dedicated workers to lend a helping hand in restoring the damaged docks. We encourage those with specialized abilities in carpentry, construction, or any related field (magic, physical or otherwise) to join in the collective effort to repair the docks as soon as possible.

As we are not sure how many newcomers we will have in the future we must restore the port to its former glory, ensuring it serves as a steadfast foundation for our maritime activities! Please help out!

Seahorse Whisperers

Reward: 100 dubloons and a seahorse charm that allows you to bond with gentle sea creatures easily. Doesn’t appear to work well on the angry ones.

Atnam Island has been graced with the arrival of a spirited new batch of young seahorses.

These magnificent creatures are wild and energetic and difficult to tame. We are seeking daring individuals who are up to the challenge of calming and training these giant temperamental seahorses to become reliable and majestic mounts in the water.

Those who dare to embark on this training journey will be rewarded for their efforts. Alongside the profound satisfaction of witnessing the growth and development of these magnificent creatures, you will receive a special token of appreciation for your successful training.

Caviar Conundrum

Reward: 100 dubloons and one tin of orange lanternfish caviar. The caviar itself is said to induce vivid lucid dreams.

A fresh shipment of rare live orange lanternfish has arrived.

There are barrels of them ready to be harvested for their delicious caviar. We are looking for able hands to help collect the fish eggs from this rare fish. You’ll be equipped with the buckets and scoops needed.

However, be forewarned, for these fish are highly territorial and possess a potent electrical bite. Slowly navigating their space and avoiding their electrifying defences will require careful strategy and patience. The tales caution that even a single bite from these remarkable creatures can induce paralysis lasting an hour.

Woody Rarities

Reward: 100 dubloons and a piece of crystal wood that faintly glows when it is about to rain.

A cluster of ancient trees has piqued curiosity, as they appear to defy nature's laws by remaining dry during rainfall.

This phenomenon has caught the attention of keen observers, and we now seek crafty individuals to investigate further.

Venture to the tops of hills or mountains on Eltrut Island and examine these remarkable trees, and gather samples of their purportedly waterproof bark and wood for thorough testing. If proven true, this extraordinary property could revolutionize shipbuilding techniques and open new horizons for maritime exploration.

Bottle Voyage!

Reward: Probably some bad advice. Or a love letter. Or maybe a new friend?

Have you heard of messages in a bottle?

Embrace the sea's powerful enchantment! Pen a heartfelt letter, place it in a glass bottle and release it into the ocean's waves to see what happens.

Rumour has it that within three days, the bottle will return to you with a reply. Discover personal advice, fortunes, or messages from far away. Perhaps even find a lifelong pen pal through this method! Unleash your heartfelt words into the water and let the sea work its wonders!

Results may vary. (Optional: For added flavour attempt posting your bottle message to a random character's inbox.)

» PALADINS (4pts)

Paws of Valor

Reward: A voucher for a free dagger at The Nodding Kettle: Blacksmith and Wares.

Hello, aspiring recruits! We are in need of your assistance to gather iron ore at the local mines, a vital resource for crafting cannonballs to fortify the armada. Although the task at hand may be arduous, it is of utmost importance!

However, we must provide one gentle warning. One of our captains recently lost his pet wildcat, Whiskerbeard, and she has been left to roam freely. Whiskerbeard has a mischievous streak and enjoys playing pranks on new recruits. While she may pose a playful challenge during your ore collection, we trust that you young and agile newcomers will find ways to work around her more violent antics. Please do not harm her or your coin will be cut in half for an entire month!

Five Finger Discount-inued

Reward: The sheer satisfaction of doing the right thing.

Reports have emerged of pickpockets and thieves falling victim to a frustrated shop owner–turned–vigilante, resulting in severed fingers and a growing stain on the Paladin’s reputation for maintaining order among the various port marketplaces.

In order to address this issue and uphold the principles of justice, we need your expertise to delve into the local shops and uncover the truth behind these vigilante actions. It is crucial to identify the shop owner responsible as well as apprehend any theives and restore a sense of balance and fairness to the markets.

However, it is essential to approach this investigation with a focus on fairness and adherence to the law. Our aim is to ensure a just and lawful resolution, and a few fewer fingers being cut off, including yours.

Chasing Tuna Titans

Reward: A casket of fine wine. The bigger the fish, the bigger the casket.

The recent influx of newcomers has led to an increased demand for foodstuffs, placing a strain on our hardworking fishermen. To aid them in meeting these demands, the fishermen have requested assistance from the Paladin's vessels to catch a fresh supply of large tuna fish until new fishermen can be trained.

Join the fishing ships in procuring a bountiful supply of giant tuna fish. Be prepared for the challenge, for these magnificent creatures can grow to sizes ranging from sixty pounds to a staggering four hundred pounds. Good luck reeling them in!

» CORSAIRS (4pts)

Traded Secrets

Reward: A recipe for a dubious-looking soup made to be highly addictive and whatever else you steal from the ship.

There is a popular merchant ship that sells soup out of its main deck that is travelling the seas lately. Its tantalising flavours have ignited such fervent desire that people are willing to engage in battles and even sink ships to secure a coveted bowl. And you’ll be damned if you don’t get a bowl of it before it’s all gone! Find the secrets behind the renowned travelling ship's irresistibly delectable soup!

Surely, there has to be a trick to it. Begin by infiltrating the merchant’s ship, whether by legitimate means or through becoming a discreet passenger and find out what that secret ingredient is. What makes this soup so tantalising that people are willing to give someone a black eye to get it. Is it a frog's legs? Eye of newt? Some kind of illegal drug? Paprika?

Unconventional Couture

Reward: A silk dress of your choice and a pocket gun that can be concealed in a boot.

A renowned mistress from the lantern light district in Naughtilust seeks diverse bodies to showcase her exquisite collection of rare silks and gowns. Don’t worry, she disregards conventional standards and welcomes individuals of any body type or gender, recognizing the beauty in diversity. The more types the better, actually!

However, it is imperative to maintain utmost discretion, as these precious garments were acquired through unconventional means (they were stolen). This gathering is intended for a select group of haughty guests who will appreciate the opulence and allure of these clandestine treasures. So keep it hush-hush! There are dubloons to be squeezed!

Pickpocketing Practice

Reward: A lesson learned for every pocket picked.

With the influx of new scallywags on our shores, the Corsair ships have taken it upon themselves to impart their expertise in the art of pickpocketing. If you're ready to master the craft and enhance your acting, lying, and sleight-of-hand skills, then step forward and join their pickpocketing seminars!

Under the guidance of experienced Corsairs, you'll learn the tricks of the trade, honing your abilities to make a quick dubloon when navigating crowded streets or lively gatherings.

Remember, with great power comes great responsibility. As you venture out to test your newfound skills, exercise caution and subtlety. A successful pickpocket knows the importance of being undetected. The Corsairs will not come to your aid should you find yourself hanging around in the gallows. Or losing a few fingers.

» BOUNTIES (6pts)

Giga Mantis Shrimp

Reward: 500 dubloons.

Said to be as large as a horse with a sting as powerful as a hundred stinging jellyfish. This creature has somehow grown larger than most other mantis shrimp and it has been hunting down and eating the heads of male prey. Find this creature in the ocean and kill it before it hunts and eats more innocent sailors.

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✦ Size: Medium
✦ Type: Sea creature
✦ Strengths: Powerful pincers, Swift swimmer, Carnivorous, Stinging spines
✦ Weaknesses: Lightning, Sharp weapons, Piercing weapons

Horned Dolphin

Reward: 1000 dubloons. An extra 500 dubloons for the horn.

A rare dolphin with a strange magical glowing horn has been sighted in the ocean. Although some of the rumours are saying that the dolphin is merely a lost narwhal. It seems to only appear when the weather is foggy which makes it particularly difficult to find. Find it and record proof of its existence or kill it and farm the horn for an extra bounty.

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✦ Size: Large
✦ Type: Sea creature
✦ Strengths: Light magic, Swift swimmer, Omnivourous, Peaceful
✦ Weaknesses: Wind magic, Darkness magic, Blunt weapons

» SPECIALS (12pts)

None

Reward: None

No special quests at this time.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Hm?

[Reaper had been looking over the jewels embedded in the relic idly as he walked, the split coattails of his outfit flaring just a little as he moved enough to tilt that hood covered head of his. Mask well in place and head tipped just enough to at least make it clear he was looking at her.

Before shadows started pulling around that relic, metal claws of his glove letting it loose as the entire thing seemed to simply vanish in thin air.]

Come again? I don't believe I heard you the first time.

[Tone dry, and voice growled with a twist of much more clear amusement tangled in. He still had it on him, but stored in a much easier way that just keeping the relic in obvious hand.]

[She eyes those shadows that wisp around the relic, seemingly undeterred. She's danced with darkness before—many times that they do not frighten her. Only one man's does, and he is not him.

So, she only huffs with a bitterly edged laugh as the wind slowly begins to pick up in the giant cavernous room of the ruins that they stand in.]

Neat trick. I will only repeat myself once, so listen carefully.

[And there's just the slightest roll of her eyes before she's sauntering closer to him, each word punctuated by a sway of her hips.]

Hand. It. Over.

[Wherever it is. In his little magical pocket or whatever the fuck he did with it.]

[There was a laugh then, carried a little by the wind and cavernous room causing it to echo and bounce. A dry sound, filled with only a twist of amusement and the rest just some other unnamed thing that clung.

Not budging as his head tipped to once side; really, the only other movement other than turning to better face the approaching woman. Taking note of how she carried herself, and there was something more there. Why was it always the self-assured, take-no-shit women he tended to run into more?

Nothing wrong with it, but what a hell of a common denominator to come to mind as he watched and listened.

Both hands held up, both empty.]

I take it the only 'politeness' you show most is asking twice at all, no?

[He had a few choices. See how much she could rile up, or play along and if that would be that.]

First- looking for whatever pay-out for yourself, or playing like the good little errand runner for others?

[He really should consider himself very lucky that she asked at all. One time is too many, a waste of a breath when she could simply speak with her blade instead, but where is the fun in that? She is looking for a challenge, and a challenge she has found.

That won't erase the obvious way that her brow and her lip twitch with anger at his quip back, but it come and goes, quick as the wind.

Errand runner...

She runs errands for no one but herself. Not even for her King.]

If only there were someone to count themselves so lucky that I would run errands for them. They should be groveling.

[Her hand briefly brushes over the hilt of her sword, but she has no reason to reach for it. Yet.]

What sort of magick was that?

[Oh, what a wonderfully entertaining attitude this one had. Some could bark orders as easily as they breathed with some pumped up ego that was in no way at all earned- let alone deserved. This one had a temper that no doubt earned it one way or another, spoke through how she carried herself and spoke.

Almost refreshing honestly—]

I'm sure a number who think they could count themselves lucky will end up groveling sooner or later, especially if they end up on the wrong side of you.

[There might've been that low growl to his voice with that ever clinging chuckle- but he wasn't laughing at her at least. This was the most fun he'd had since making his way into these ruins, honestly.

Fingers curled and he still made motion to at least show his hands weren't going for the knife tucked into the sash around his waist, nor the gun that seemed to be there at his side amongst a few of his far more modern weapon belts loose about hips.

Shadows did idly curl around his own boots, even causing is own to ripple idly with a mix of purples and reds within it-]

Natural ability, came with it. Not the sort that would cause me to drop loot upon defeat and what have you.

[Implying the sort he did have to had anything over for it to be gotten.]

[Her eyes roam over him, watches as his fingers curl, watches those shadows sweep over his feet, and out of an idle curiosity, she allows a wind to blow past to see if it will do anything to shift them...

Meanwhile, Benedikta's hand wanders to her sword, resting on the hilt, and though her fingers do not wrap around it as if to draw it—yet—they do twitch just a bit, itching for a good fight, whether it's with him, or someone else.]

Well, I do know how to pick my battles... and this is not one of them.

[She cants her head, a more innocent look about her.]

But how about... a proposal?

[There was movement at the wind blowing past, the smoke-like wisps of shadow actually growing heavier and moving down low as if on reflex. All of it always returned to the source- which did seem to be Reaper himself.

Arms folded loosely there at his chest, stance seeming relaxed as weight shifted more to one foot than the other. Some guard always remained up, just good practice at seeming relaxed as needed- as if to seem harmless when it was the furthest thing from the truth.]

I'm open to proposals, take up enough when they're good back home after all.

[He was a good mercenary after all, and it was something he had no issue with leaning into here amongst everything else he felt necessary to portray; knowing he could back it all up.]

Oh, I think mine will be better than just good.

[She's back to smiling sweetly at him with the tiniest chuckle under her breath. The sword comes out again, though she does not wield it at him... rather, she uses the jagged end of it to swirl through the black smoky wisps that circle around him.]

Why not just loot a whole treasure room together? Between the both of us, the Paladins hardly stand a chance guarding them.

[Why make an enemy out of someone who clearly shares a goal?]

[There was a laugh-

That smoke that had been swirled through moved then as he lifted a clawed hand, palm upwards, and it formed into that bejeweled cup-like artifact he had been holding earlier. It was a show, something more physical than words, as it was easily offered up to be taken.

The smile could be heard in his voice- not a kind one, amused, but also something that could inform he could think along the same lines. Play nice and—]

Why not? Make some quick work, and maybe have a little fun at any unfortunate Paladins' expense if they try to get in the way and stop us.

[Reaper was game for a deal like that.]

[She could just snatch that goblet and run. Could just be petty and call upon her winds and have it knocked right out of that claw... and she considers it for just a moment before she puts that idea away.]

Good. I've grown tired of their goody two-shoes acts. I hope you don't mind if I make a little mess... if we must.

[There is something to be said about discretion, especially as a spy, but she's also so very done with this world today that it is not at the top of her list of priorities. Someone else could clean up the mess.]

If a mess must be made, a mess must be made, otherwise it's just as fun snatching something right from under noses without being caught if possible as well. I do well in both.

[He knew when to be stealthy- and when to give himself away and go in loud if a distraction and destruction was needed to drag attention from elsewhere. Reaper was built for both, and at times definitely did perform both in the same job.

His head tipped then.]

Lead or follow, your call since it's your idea. Only fair.

I prefer to lead.

[Not much of a sheep herself. But also—]

I thought I saw some in another, smaller room. Just a matter of finding my way back there.

[She'll start walking in the direction that she'd come, though, expecting that Reaper will be right behind her.]

It's a bit of a maze... [A thought occurs to her.] How good are you at... flying?

[That is to say: can he?]

Better to know than not.

[He could do both, and preference was held in what was better for what he needed to do and fell in with what would make it easier to slip away undetected for a few moments if necessary. Had his own goals for certain jobs after all-

A low hum, and his steps fell silent despite the weight clearly there to him. That shadowy darkness rising in smoke-like wisps with shades of red and purple in that black even then. Falling right into step all the same.]

Can do it a bit with the form I can take.

[A lot quicker like that, too. Reason he did travel some shorter distances like that.]

[Her lip just quirks into a smile, and there's a hum of pleased laughter.]

Very well. Stand back. This will make it much easier.

[She doesn't care much for discretion here. Not after she had been duped by several paladins already who had made out with the treasures that she had wanted. It was about time that she simply took with force, and having someone else to do it alongside her certainly does help.

Anyway. That's all the warning he will get before there's a loud scream from her, followed by a large burst of wind that centers at her feet, kicking up dust and thickening the air with magic before a pair of large white wings unfurl from her back, her eyes and her skin taking on a blueish-green colour as she semi-primes with Garuda's form.

And as the winds die away, she smiles more freely at him.

Much better.]

If you need me to carry you, I can.

[—Dramatic.

He liked it. There was a low whistle, those gloved hands giving some light applause that -strangely enough- wasn't sarcastic in the slightest. Reaper was most definitely a man that could appreciate some transformation like that, and the show of power was impressive. Gave him a rather good idea of why she was so sure of herself.

What wasn't to like about someone that could back up their talk so very clearly?]

If you want me to stay solid? A carry would be necessary, my form is a lot more intangible along with the movement it affords me.

[Nothing at all wrong with taking advantage of strengths when it came to a job.]

[Dramatic is her middle name.

It wasn't even a show of power, nor meant to impress anyone, but she will preen a little like bird at his clapping, sarcastic or not. It's as simple as it makes it easier for her to move around, rather than relying on the shadows to keep her hidden. Instead, she can simply take a bird's eye view of things and use it to her advantage.]

I've carried bigger.

[Except she doesn't offer him her hand. Rather, a giant claw that materializes behind her and sweeps forward, turning over to open up for him to hop on.]

You I like.

[It was spoken with that same sort of laugh that seemed to sort of drift with that smoky shadow that wafted with his very step. Painful almost, as if he should start coughing with the roughness of it- but there was something genuine about it, as if he meant that statement.

What wasn't to like with what he's seen so far? Parts so very familiar to him that it could have been nostalgic.

Moved into the palm of that giant claw he did, a little hop up and finding his balance just like that.]

You're not so bad yourself.

[Offered with a huff as the long talons curl lightly around Reaper to protect him and keep him from tumbling off.

She can hardly be sarcastic about it, either. For so long have other men seen her just for her powers—for the Eikon that now only barely stirs—rather than her cunning, her skills, or her wit. It grows tiresome after a time and he has been refreshing company.

There's something of a grin that curls one corner of her lip, pleased with herself, before she motions to the claw.]

Hold on tight.

[And up they go, the winds helping to carry them at a breakneck speed through a hole in the ceiling and into the skies where they can get a bird's eye view of the ruined castle, through the crumbled parts of the roof where she perches them. And he is free to remain on his, the claw still holding him.]

Down there.

[She motions to a room filled with both treasure and Paladins alike, five of them to be exact, guarding the riches.]

If I can provide a suitable distraction, could you do that neat little trick of yours?

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Won't snub a compliment like that.

[And despite the wording he meant that; really, wasn't often these days that he got to meet someone he knew could likely go toe-to-toe with him when it came to attitude and things to match. Far more to her, and he honestly wouldn't mind seeing just how far that went. Nostalgic in a way that at least didn't fully taste bitter; nothing attached to be able to bring that fourth here after all.

There was still that chuckle that could have easily been more an amused growl- and hang on Reaper did.

Those pieces of 'smoke' keeping close and becoming a part of himself again, and braced himself with that hold that at least spoke that he had some experience with high speeds. Th things he could survive and stand, taking in the view while it was there.

A low whistle even then. All the better to see places to dive down and take some escape from when needed- or to lead a few Paladin into if they weren't worth more than leading into some 'trap' here.

He leaned just to better see.]

Definitely. Can keep it as quiet as wanted on my end- and then pull some noise once its gathered up if needed.

Well then, I shall count on you.

[With the claw still maintaining its form, Benedikta doesn't wait to dive into the room, wingspan wide as she makes her descent, and with a bit of flair, she lands on her feet in the center of it all. If he thought that she was going to be a quiet distraction, then he would have been very, very wrong, because there is another claw that sweeps through the room to scoop up the Paladins that come at her.

There is the sound of steel being drawn on both ends, and her shouts bellow through the room as she makes as big a racket as ever... and probably drawing the attention of more of their guards soon enough.

Which would hopefully give Reaper the opening that he needs to swoop in and take whatever he pleases.]

I got it.

[Oh, a loud distraction was exactly what he enjoyed whenever one was needed at all. Something that Reaper could well take advantage of with just how damned quiet he could be; especially when he went up completely in that smoke-like shadow and pressed low to the ground and walls. Moving when the Paladins moved and were forcefully moved so that he could start spreading across the treasures that had been guarding.

Multiple clawed ands spread about to gather up the items, pulling them within the shadows quickly. Could keep holding of them for a while after all.

Even if there was a pause as one had stayed back, and was quickly swarmed by those shadow tendrils before a sound could be made. They didn't vanish, but likely wish they had when Reaper started to drain them and flung them off elsewhere into some bit of fallen rubble.

That'd help a long way at least; left them alive, that one little thing.]

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[A small mercy to leave them alive, as Benedikta laughs at one Paladin that's been flung against a crumbling wall. There are more shouts coming from a room not so far off in the distance, and she folds her wings so that she can take a look around for Reaper.

How thrilling, she thinks, as another one of them lunges at her, and Benedikta meets him with equal force behind her sword before she sweeps him off his feet—literally—with her winds. It picks him up off the ground and twirls him around above her head before she drops him unceremoniously onto the large table in the center of the room. He crashes over a few untouched artifacts and they break under his weight.

It buys her enough time to saunter up and take a look at some of the jewels that have been scattered about, and she picks up a green garnet... the colour of his eyes... and pockets it. Just the one.]

Have you managed?

[She shouts in no particular direction in all of the chaos as another claw grapples a man and dangles him until his feet are kicking just over the ground.]

[Made for quite the sight for when Reaper did finally 're-materialize' from what looked like a billowing cloud of darkness filled with hundreds of blinking red eyes. Hands clawing about at the Paladins he had come up behind as well when they started running into the room from another. A few screams punctuated -nd even silenced- by a few loud shots from one of the large shotguns he pulled.

Those that were pulled into the darkness had their screams silenced

Only to be heard again as they were being flung out from around the hole filled ceiling in various directions.

Reaper was spinning what looked like a golden and bejeweled bracelet, a few charms jingling, around the claw of a free hand, head tipped to one side. Shotgun held in the other at the ready.]

Pretty well. Looks like some of them felt left out of the party.

[Interestingly enough, this is the first time that Benedikta has seen a gun like that. Or... a gun at all, for that matter, so when the shots are fired, it startles even her, her wings and her spine pulling taut at the sound.

When the silence falls over them, the only sound the jangling of the bracelet and the groans of the Paladins littering the floors, her magick fades with all the commotion, wings dissipating into nothing, the little flecks of aether being carried off on a breeze.]

I see that you made sure to include them. [A slight quirk of her lip as she leans to glance up through the crumbled hole in the ceiling where he'd flung them through. But her gaze flits back to the gun in his hand, more interested in that than the jewels.] What manner of weapon is that?

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I do so hate to leave people out of the fun. [No witnesses for somethings- and others, it just added to what he was going for to leave a few alive as a warning. This? Perhaps it was quite the wide warning for those that would walk away from this... eventually. Might be down for a bit.

His head tilted to one side, making sure he turned the safety of the weapon back on even after he took a finger away from the trigger, letting it rest of the guard.

Reaper held the weapon sideways just to give a good profile of it; someone had certainly taken great care in it's construction. He had gotten the Hellfires from one of the most legendary gunmakers to exist back home.]

Shotgun, mine is rather unique compared to the usual ones. A little bit of me in every shot, which can come in handy- or leave a message.

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