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  1. Trexasle

    Hold Your Vines

    "Take COVER!" …And there was Leon’s Queue. Instead of taking cover, Leon unlatched his guitar from his back and let out one giant strum on his guitar, a massive power chord echoing throughout the forest as electricity surrounded his guitar. As one of the knights approached him, He continued to strum his guitar, but Leon would not let him get that far in range. Suddenly he strummed the guitar again, The electricity that suddenly shot from the head stock of the guitar toward the would be Knight, The Resulting bolt to the knight would give Leon just enough space to make his next move. It would seem that his audience was getting a bit too touchy feely for what he would like anyway. It was rude for the audience to rush the stage, after all. Leon had noted the bolts that Will had used previously and suddenly came with an idea. If there was one thing a good performance needed was some fireworks. While one could argue that this was FAR from the time and the place, Leon had his ideas anyway. “Think you can make a good Distraction, Will?” He asked @EpicRome23@ticklefarte
  2. “Living Architecture?” He blocked as he looked at the building. “I mean…I certainly wouldn’t call these building ugly, It has character and is clearly has seen more than you guys have combined.” He chuckled at the thought. His age was something he played with when it came to his bandmates. Lord knows his actual age wouldn’t make sense otherwise, so why bother. HE was about to say something else when he saw someone pop out of the building. It was like a history book came to life… And was then immediately put into a blender. The pale, porn mustache veneer of Adolf Hitler caught his gaze as the former Nazi Führer decided to blast forward on his Triceratops. Well, nothing good could come of that, even in space the alien knew good and well about Terranean history to know that the man who they just saw stroll off wasn’t someone they could just outright ignore. The Alien was just about set to attempt to go after him, His guitar suddenly appearing in his hand. Before he was suddenly distracted by a hiss. He turned around to see what seemed to be a cat. He stopped for a moment as the cat and the others seemed to be the source of this. Probably another spell gone awry. He was starting to wonder if there was any regulations on what magicians can do. Because these amount of mishaps in such a short time inbetween each other, was starting to become comical. He was then called by the cat to come in. But He didn’t recall their being four people here, He blinked for a moment and stared about. Looking to the left of him where Dreggz stood, and toward the right where Sammy stood. He took a sigh as Sammy seemed to guide them through. “Yeah, sure…I mean we just saw Hitler riding a prehistoric Terran lifeform, My curiosity is piqued.”
  3. Sorry Sorry...I'll be posting today, if Not tommorow. I've been in a bad way lately...sorry about that.
  4. Being a non-native of the city, Leon and his mates have taken quite the while to travel through the Kastoria district. Which Leon in it of itself found quite the experience, walking around with a small scantily clad goblin and a face painted voodoo singer tend to get eyes on you. It was attention grabbing to him in all of the right ways, which was perfect for him. After the time with his first band in which he was…frankly a bit more of a totalitarian, he decided to relax a bit. While Musical perfection will always remain his goal, he found that later that the band needed camaraderie before anything else, which was why they were on their way to the next stop. It was a Friendship building exercise, an extra posted mission before he left Port Kyros for a while. He had stayed far enough and it was time for him to head back out onto the road, he merely wanted to see if the two were prepared for such. As they finally met with the marble stairs of the Bravot Library, Leon took a deep breath. He ruffled his right hand through his hair, turned around and gave a nob. “Well, this should be the place, Quite the Looker isn’t it?” He looked at the two story, marble tower and tilted his head. It wasn’t an ugly form of architecture, but he felt it was odd where it was placed. The near Gothic inspired stained glass window made it seem more like a Monastery or a Church than an actual Library. This wasn’t helped by the fact that there seemed to be priest walking into and out of the building at a rapid place. This was clearly not just a mere library of the recreational reading kind. “Gotta thank you two again for heading with me, you could’ve just stayed at the inn you know, and actually spend that earning from the last one, yeah?” He spoke with a grin. It was his way of giving them the option to turn back. He was sure the mission wasn’t COMPLETELY dangerous, but just in case they didn’t feel up for it, he wasn’t going to force them. Leon took the quick second waiting for their response to look up at the skies, and give somewhat of a laugh. He had seen more air travel here than he thought he would and was relived, maybe fuel wouldn’t be so hard to come by for his tour vehicle.
  5. This is the OOC for The Magic in the Books quest for Port Kyros. @Jotnotes@danzilla3@The Hound
  6. It wasn’t that Leon didn’t believe in them being soulmates. The problem was that the concept of soulmates was lost to him in general. He was an alien and his home didn’t quite share the concepts of love and infatuation similarly to human, it most certainly did exist and there was a such thing as mutual attraction where he came from but it was quite hard to compare to the world that he now travelled with Crystal and Kyna. He resisted a chuckle but nearly smiled when Crystal proceeded to pout. When she thought about keeping the trip short, he blinked, that wasn’t going to do, not yet. He needed her here for what he planned and he couldn’t possibly rush it. He looked down at Kyna once Crystal held her hand. His heart warmed as he stared at their daughter. He was told by friends that he would be softened up by having a daughter, something he felt quizzical about at first, only to find it was absolutely true. The concern for his daughter tended to throw away logic. He thought it would probably be best to stay with Kyna as he hadn’t been around her or Crystal for a while, but something seemed off. "I am thinking of calling Akako." That was it. She wanted them to be alone, the lightbulb in his head illuminated brightly to the point you could almost see it in his eyes. She was giving both of them a chance to relax and be alone for the day. He couldn’t always read her as well as he did now, for a while the redheaded lass was a mystery to him. Her fiery and tough nature was betrayed by both her petite frame and her moments of calm and quiet. Her stubbornness was something that both annoyed him originally and intrigued him. It was certainly what had attracted him to the demon to begin with. He gave a look back at Crystal and then at Kyna. “You think A-Ko would watch Kyna?” He spoke as he knelt down to carrier and smiled at the child. “It’s been forever since we’ve had time by ourselves yeah, Lord knows I’ve been out and about so much…” A Bit of guilt. He was saddened with how much he did have to step away from home. Yes, he knew Crystal was okay with it, but it still worried him. So much happened when they were apart before, many times he felt it to be his fault. However, he knew his job he was a musician and his job necessitated the travel and touring, And while he was glad Crystal understood it didn’t make him feel any less homesick.
  7. Trexasle

    Hold Your Vines

    The fog was thick, and obnoxiously so. The aerosol seemed to leave a weird taste in his mouth as he attempted to stare into it. If he focused a bit he could probably see. the crimson colored eye would change it’s color from a dark crimson to a bright red nearing Orange in it’s shade. It would seem that Umbra was also detecting what he was, probably a bunch of smaller creatures. It would seem that they were also surrounded. There wasn’t much possibility of good movement. Leon’s hands began to twitched as he reached for the axe on his axe. Electricity began to cackle around the instrument as Leon continued to focus onto the void, his ears proceeding to twitch, attempting to hear any sort of footsteps or anything that would give these creatures away. As the axe like guitar was fully unsheathed he proceeded to hold it by his neck with his right hand, his left hand clearly hovering about the body (And bit.) Of the guitar… It’s showtime.
  8. If Leon was anything he was remorseful. It would seem that the lass was still angry about his decision to cause some havoc with her home. So, he decided to talk it down. “Well, seeing that I am the one that caused this mess…How about…Well…giving my cash reward to the bandmates.” He gave a slight chuckle ruffling his hair as he did so. He probably caused his share of frustration with the incident and would rather not make any lasting enemies due to his own actions. Whist the notice of calling them his bandmates might surprise the singer and the fellow guitarist, Leon just played it off. Maybe it was the fleeting moment of it all, but he could already kind of guess that he was going to interact with these individuals again. “In Return, I will pay you back by helping you clean up this mess.” He spoke as he looked around, while he was sure nothing was broken It was a mess and it wouldn’t take him much time to clean things up for the lass in question. He would kick around a pile of trash away from his foot, only to notice a small box that seemed to have been in the pile collection, The smaller size along with the velvet covering of said box seemed to indicate to him one thing, Jewelry. He blinked noting the size and stared at the woman, with a sudden growth to his already widened “One last Question…Would you happen to craft rings here?”
  9. Leon knew the flash was going to be heavy, combined with the closing the items out to the center and the force generated from the magnetic field shattering, there was going to be quite the mess. However, It was pretty much the best way to minimalize item damage. As he opened his lone eye slowly to shake off the blinding light, he lifted himself up from the ground using his guitar as a stand to assist him up. As he stared around to see the items now immobile, but intact (Though scattered around the room due to the force generated inside of the magnetic field.) He gave a sigh of relief. “Thank you and goodnight!” Instead of giving a sign of relief. He gave a bow, it seemed like his performance worked and everything seemed to work out how he wanted. "That was...something." "You got any other 'magic tricks', hair?" Leon stared back and gave a smile. “Ain’t no magic here, I already told you, I am the best guitarist…period.” He repeated his prior point. Confidence didn’t seem to be shaken from the alien so easily. “But being the greatest has it’s quirks, one of them is not revealing my secrets to anyone you know, At least not too early, I have to keep my audience in suspense after all..” He gave a grin, putting his index fingers to his lips to illustrate silence. He took his guitar and with a twirl that would rival a marching band baton girl. Quickly moved it toward his back, back to his strap. Which seemed to have called their contractor back to her humble abode. “Well, Miss. I think you’ll see that everything has…” He was interrupted by the Goblin seemingly reacting of the clear hell hound. It wasn’t Leon’s first time taking a peek at the creature. He had a good storied history with dogs of this kind, mostly from a past experience, one that left him with merely a chuckle. Besides, it was better than The Hellion. Something he was much MORE relived to not have around. That and the goblin attempting to attack the dog in question, and the overreaction that would eventually bring. It was then that Leon decided to show off another tool of the trade. Negotiation. “Hey, Let’s relax here. Miss Artamese, Nothing should have been damaged, Things might have been misplaced being put in a Magnetic pull, but nothing should be outright destroyed…” He spoke staring around the room, Which was clearly a mess. Metal items were flown all over the place, chairs were misplaced and turned over along with the desk, but everything seemed to be only minimally damaged. “Gathering those familiars was actually quite the tricky thing, No wonder an Artificer of your class had so much issue.” He gave a quick smile, he walked toward both her and the goblin and gave a smile. “I think everything should be resolved now though. I do have one request though…”
  10. As the items began to gather and the two other musicians began to close in, Leon stared at the bottle that he had previously gave the singer. The planned ending was going to be more than enough to shut this situation down, he just hoped that he wouldn’t cause TOO much damage with this. He took his guitar pick giving a confident smile as he stared around the room around him. He then locked his eyes onto Iwa. “Once I give the signal, drop that vial and hit the highest note you can.” He spoke, he proceeded to go for another strum of his guitar, before breaking into a solo, What little they knew was that they were in his electrical field. The Eye of the Tornado if you will, So as Leon proceeded to shred. His fingers dancing across the fretboard as he looked back at the goblin. “Same for you, I give the signal, you let out the craziest Power Chord you can, okay?” He spoke again, He was sure they were going to at least pay attention to him. He waited for a few moments, as the items around the room started to close in. He took in deep breaths, one for each second he waited for a total of two and a half. He then let out a Monstrous Power Chord, one that Once the Vial dropped would cause it to instantly explode. Whatever the effect was of the potion would clearly activate once the explosion hit, this would also crash down the clear electromagnetic field that had surrounded him and his comrades. The Combination of both would cause the effects of he vial to spread across the room in the quickest manner that it could. What Leon DIDN'T Tell his comrades was that the shattering of both the vial and the force disintegration of the electromagnetic field, would absolutely shine the room in a blinding light, temporarily disabling everyone's sight who was in that room for a few minutes, even the user himself. Leon Knelt to the ground with an angered groan as he did so, he was used to doing it (He had done something similar to this at least twice.) but he damn sure liked to see. Luckily for everyone in the room the blindness was only temporary. Once the effects wore off, one would see that the items that were meant to attack them had finally stopped remaining stationary as all inanimate objects should
  11. Trexasle

    Hold Your Vines

    "This, in front of us, is the Whitewoods. If you are in any way familiar with the spires that arose in the cities of Terr- Fracture, just a short time ago, the mists in these woods induce similar mind-altering effects. The mists make it one of the more dangerous locales here in Yh'mi, but with us, you'll most likely make it through fine. If you have the capability of warding your mind against the mists, do it before we enter. Otherwise, I should be able to cover you. Anywhere... you'll cover the other three, correct? May be a strain on your power, but..." “Sir I am merely a traveler of these lands, No knowledge just a good sense of adventure and a good tune. The best thing to have after all.” He shrugged as he walked with the party. This is what happens when you decide to travel and take random missions after all. It was usually apart of his plans, Take a few gigs in a city and then accept a job nearby. It paid enough and put food on the table, but It usually left him not knowing of his location of what was going on. He slid his hands into his pocket. As he heard the others speak he put it to the way that they were clearly knowledgeable of each other. He continued to merely listen and not speak much. He wasn’t much sure what to say until he found that there seemed to be a thick mist. His lone red eye seemed to dilate at this moment. The sounds of a mechanical whistle as the dilation started. "So do we tread carefully or charge recklessly?" “As much as I like things Loud, I think It’s best that we stay silent for now, I think if the mist worsens I might be able to work around it.” He pointed to his right eye which seemed to glow an illuminated red. He chose not to say much more than that, He was far from aware from the situation as the others were, he just so happened to take the job on a whim and with such was probably the least knowledgeable of the situation.
  12. I am, I will see if I can get my place back in the music.
  13. As Leon struggled and attempted to tear the creature from swallowing him whole, he was greeted with Two Glorious Sounds, The First was that glorious voice he sung earlier. Oh Yes, the singer that caught his attention earlier. His voice bellowed through the house, causing the animated items to slow down. It was another impressive display that he couldn’t help but feel impressed about. Something had to be done with that talent, he couldn’t just let that thing be unused. Maybe after this creature stopped attemption to chomp at his hair maybe he could come to an…agreement of sorts with the performer. However, what he was more impressed about was the next thing he heard. Another guitar, coming from the small goblin that he had decided to make fun off the past few minutes. Then the sound of a cannoning firing accompanied the giant power chord that the lass had decided to play. Only to see that the chest that had suddenly got a hold of his well-maintained hair had suddenly met his end. Suddenly The Green of Leon’s eye began to slow, his blood began to stir. Everyone seemed to be showing off what they were capable of, and to be frank, he was pretty impressed. As Dreggz decided to sprint toward the chest and raise her axe, slamming the giant weapon down into it. He gave an eerie grin. It was then that he decided. They were recruited. As the goblin rested the axe on her shoulder and offered the alien her hand, He was only able to laugh. He took her hand, complimented on the pretty boy nomenclature that she had decided to suit him with. “Sorry to say, But I am taken, Thanks for protecting the hair though.” He chuckled as he shook off the dust and wood from the now obliterated chest. He lifted his own guitar up and gave a grin. He was going to hold the rest of these still one way or another. “Everyone stay perfectly still, this is going to be loud!” He yelled. It was now time for him to end this show. It was then that he began to play, He gave one Strum of his guitar, and suddenly a shroud of electricity proceeded to surround his area, growing rapidly as he continued to play. Suddenly Metallic objects began to levitate. The Stool that had previously been chased by Dreggz had now begun to levitate in the air, along with other item consisting of at least SOME Ferrous material, as Leon continued to shred on the axe he held in his hand. “Draw in the crowd guys, It’s time to end this show off with a bang!”
  14. “Eh, you just haven’t tried hard enough, I’ve been doing it since I was 14. It ain’t nothing to it.” He wasn’t lying. He had known of his abilities with electricity ever since he was a child and have been training to use it like everyone on his planet since he was 14. However, he wouldn’t clarify that, he just was playing about with Dreggz as she did with him. His way of making sure that he kept up with her snark. It was how he was taught to speak with others, meet reaction with reaction. Besides he needed to get back at her for actually having such dirty thoughts about bedside toys during work. Lord knows he already dealt with non-serious band mates before. Band mates? …Nah, why the fuck was that idea coming to his head again. As the singer vanished into the wind he blinked. “Eh, and I thought I was a showoff…” He gave a grin as he tilted his head to the side, he dug his guitar out of the ground, but not before hearing her comments about an invisible force copping a feel. He nearly facepalmed, but instead decided to give a sigh, a smile, and a pat the goblin on the head, keeping with his gimmick of infantilizing the clearly adult and raunchy goblin. “Just…Stay Hydrated, kid.” Maybe she’d get the message maybe not, but Leon decided to already move away, going to the other side of the room. Looking directly at the chest, hoping to inspect whatever was going on with it. Inanimate objects moving as if it was of the living itself. It was possible via technology at home, but here it was done apparently by another form of science: Magic. He waited patiently for it to move wondering if he could find anything out. Only to find that the goblin opened her mouth again, this time in a state of shock. This caused Leon to Turn around, thinking something had happened. A Mistake. The chest, deciding that it was suddenly wanted to be a little shit. Decided to open up, closing right into Leon’s long and perfectly puffed hair and biting into it. Leon’s Eyes widened as he lifted his guitar up, and screamed. “MOTHER FUCKER!” He began to whip his hair back and forth, he needed to get this damn thing out of his hair and soon. His hand moved to his guitar as he slid his hands across the pickups quickly and violently creating one giant strum resulting in a loud power chord. Discordant was the best way to describe the sound. The inability to actually focus made Leon play a very dirty and rather unclean note. Hard to be ready for anything when a mystical living chest decided that it wanted your hair for breakfast. The Chord however, just didn’t sound dirty, the entire room suddenly began to shake under the reverb of the note in question. A shaking which he was able to ignore as the creature was still chomping on his hair, something he was MUCH More worried about. What is a rocker without his beautiful and perfectly aqua-net infused hair, after all?
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