Greetings elegan/tg/entlemen and welcome to a new page of this quest. Twitter to follow: https://twitter.com/TaleOfMonstersArchive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Monster%20Girls%20QuestCharacter sheet of our protagonist: http://pastebin.com/X5pXHEcW His companion (Emeth) : http://pastebin.com/uvANnf1v Revised stat sheet for Hadraniel: http://pastebin.com/ZkRTYFHE Misarchived part 101: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/29832663/The remaining sheets will be coming next weekLet's get this show on the road.
15th day of prophecy, 05:00 pm, located inside the grand library of the royal mansion. The darkness of the corrupted basement disappeared like a bad dream upon emerging behind Mylen guarded self, acting as a stubborn defense to a congregation of increasingly upset persons who had, by all account, all right to feel relatively nervous, especially with the protective stance of your bodyguard meeting every stare with a magical wooden shield and the worrying end of her carmine spear; the emergence of yours truly followed by the pilgrim Demon Lord put an end to the loud admonishing remarks, your eyes however caught a glint of red near the end of the library but you were forced to focus in front of you, at a pair of dark winged harpies just a centimeter short of a skewer, Sylphis small lithe form acting as organic barrier to avoid unfortunate incident… Athena, Hadraniel, Bletsia and the Minotaurus were also present, albeit at a considerable distance, relaxing with the tanuki on one of the faraway tables, perfectly content in leaving you to fend for yourself as the harpies and cat priestess glowered in self-righteous anger at your intrusion inside blocked off corrupted space.‘’Easy Mylen’’You finally pat the succubus shoulder and she reluctantly part way, letting out a huff midway through intimidation and warning to the congregation of monsters who stayed silent instead of launching themselves in some tired tirade, you emerged from the darkened basement with Daiyu in tow as Mylen finally stepped away and gave the five monsters a honest stare… only to frown as you saw a new arrival stepping inside the library as quietly as possible despite the protesting door, a certain white haired feline woman looked none too pleased as you crossed eyes with hers and before you could even begin justifying yourself to the mages, her deliberately loud steps heralded her presence and forced a silence as she clapped her hands together, forcing everyone attention.
‘’Stand down my friends, everything is under control, isn’t it?’’With an expression in-between sarcasm and anger the regent gave you a scowl of barely constrained frustration before concentrating on the protesting monsters.‘’Milady we have to deal with this right now, we’ve…’’The adorably white feline ears atop Ran head twitched perceptibly as her already narrowed eyes deepened with a scowl, the anger however, was merely a quick passage as she relaxed and let out a sigh, shaking her head.‘’This is a business that will be dealt with by me, our queen and the order of mantis; please desist immediately, Sana I’ll give you a proper report I promise.’’ A small framed harpy in the middle of opposition group flapped her wings angrily in protest, causing a few dark brown feathers to spread in the air and fall on the ground as the congregation of blue-clad water dragon cultist tightened their circles; it was an odd group to be sure, as the other four ladies were lamias sporting tattoos of droplets on their left cheeks, the small harpy didn’t look older than late adolescence but she seemed to have gotten the message of her liege, even if nothing but incoherent sounds escaped her mouths in cute squeaks as she was ushered away by her cohorts who kept giving a few nervous glances in the columns of the library, for good reason; the obvious small silhouettes of a few mantis were standing there in a mixture of intimidation and silent threat, all this while the group of warrior women enjoying each other’s company outright ignored the elephant in the room. ‘’I swear… not only did the cult get –rightly- but it’s a miracle that the alliance with Gwynedd still hold after every mages sense this surge of unusual corruption, we hid it for a reason’’
This cat is a clearly overstressed one, Ran break the stare to rub the bridge of her nose as her feline ears droop slightly, nearly compelling you to rub them so she’d stop scowling so much.‘’You’ll be explaining to me what just happened, your intent, all of it and I suspect your queen will want to hear this, too’’‘’Of course, I’ll be telling you everything you wish to know milady’’Before you could speak, Daiyu stepped forward, earning the attention and momentary ire of the white haired regent who simply stared in a mixture of disbelief and frustration at the pilgrim that, in turn.‘’I’m the mastermind behind this little stunt, no need to drag a pair of innocents for interrogation, beside I’m certain the fluffy queen wouldn’t be too keen on having two close vassals in custody.’’Surprisingly, Ran gave in fast; she gave a long sigh and shrugged, muttering something about ‘’favorite child’’ and ‘’manwhore’’; you’d probably feel a tad insulted if it wasn’t for the heavy bags under the eyes of that cat, she really need a good nap, nevertheless she nodded at the Demon Lord and turned tail nearly immediately, with Daiyu wormed her way out of your side, brimming with mischief but not before sneaking a few words in your ear.
‘’Be careful around that Tanuki’’Without the possibility of asking any clarification, you simply stared at the disappearing form of the Demon Lord exiting the library, the various charms on the large doorway already being replaced while a certain blind dragon squeezed her way past the duo; for a supposedly condemned area there certainly were a lot of people hanging around…But if the Demon Lord won’t warn or fear a spillover of corruption, you won’t have anything to fear on that front, right? You’ve learned a great many thing about corruption and the Nightmare, and now it seem you’ve gained some free time; what do you intend to do with it, mister Shieffer?>Talk to Hadraniel alone about your discoveries downstairs.>Talk to all the girls on the table, you don’t have any secrets to hide, right?>Try to find out why Daiyu warned out about Tanuya…>Intercept the blind dragon; it’s about time you get to know one of the few remaining wyrms. >Something else?
>>31000026>>Talk to Hadraniel alone about your discoveries downstairs.Priority 1 is fix Angel.
>>31000340I suspected this would be the chosen option, I'll wait a little more to see if we'll get more opinion before fully commiting.
>>31000429Sure thing.
Well then, I think that's enough waiting.
As the Demon Lord disappear outside the door following the regent, you allow yourself momentary relaxation as you tap Mylen shoulder and Sylphis head, earning yourself curious glances and a few prickles form sharp green antennas, you stepped forward and marched toward the big table freed of most of its obstructions as the girls had obviously made themselves comfortable despite all these interruptions; a certain nervousness had you glance several time at the blind dragon who, by now, had stopped a few meters short of the basement while rubbing her chin with a strangely amused smile, scaly wings flapping here and there, thankfully distraction came the moment you got within range.‘’We only need to worry about a single problem at a time, although I don’t dictate policy, I simply obey them; the angels didn’t gave much choices or times to investigate. But then the cat is out of the bag now’’Whether Tanuya was trying to justify herself or simply give her point of view seemed increasingly irrelevant given the hard proof of this worrying increase of corruption, everybody can feel it as clearly as a poignant, constant magical phenomenon but none could truly guess how bad it is downstairs; a less self centered, malign entity could very well infect the entire mansion in a few days.‘’Were not accusiniiii-ack!’’
Right as you made your way between Hadraniel and Bletsia, the angel was somehow struck with the most potent of twitch that not only made her nearly leap from her seat in a concert of clicking metal, but also disturbed everyone present at the tables as her wings flapped strongly enough to send a few gust down the columns which in turn provoked a few tomes to fall; a suspicious wet squeak emerged from the opening of her neck and not a second later, to everyone astonishment, a pale blue liquid squeezed itself past the tiny opening with copious amount of lubricant, nearly popping out in a squirt due to the pressure but instead jumped out of the opening to land on the wooden table as Hadraniel clutched her armored chest, your close presence allowing you to hear her muttering about ‘’it’s so icky’’.…How did this happen?‘’Ah so that’s what the cats were up to! Thank for the ride missy!’’‘’You didn’t have to go out like that, you could just ask…’’With the entire chest area of the angel closed into this gallant blue armor, you can only suspect (or hope) that most of her bosom has been coated in the few inches tall creature… membrane? Fluid? How can you even describe the liquid of slimes without sounding overtly crude? You decide to quickly elect for the wisdom of silence.‘’Nay, thank for the ride anyhow now I just need to-GAH’’With a theatrical scream of distress the little small came under assault as Bletsia lunged and imprisoned her with her hands, immediately causing a worrying wet smack as the little one nearly disappeared in her palms while the large mandibles on the Oomukade clicked together.‘’Egad not so hard your gonna kill the poor thing!’’ Tian jumped from her seat and reached toward Bletsia who momentarily froze… only to lose her grip when the small creature embraced magic and slide out of the insect closed hands.
This is complete and utter nonsense; even Mylen is completely taken aback by the antics, staring on in near disbelief and you nudge Hadraniel gently, gesturing for a quiet spot between a few columns of books while projecting some emotions from the link, she return a bashful smile and follows as quietly as her armor allowed, fiddling with her halberd and shouldering it as peacefully as she could right up until you stopped, giving the animated table a quick glance; the blue thing had somehow found itself on Athena human hands and was reaching up toward the lizard face in a classic ‘’want up’’ expression.What an utterly strange creature.‘’There’s something I’d like to talk about, away from the others.’’‘’Of course’’While Hadraniel obviously enjoyed watching these shenanigans, she waited dutifully for your words, rolling one long strand of golden hair around her metal-clad finger with half closed eyes as she observed you up and down, the classic expression of someone hopelessly in love and forgetting themselves momentarily.…now isn’t the time to get distracted, what would you like to say, Mister Shieffer?
>>31001542"Hadraniel, I'd like you to take a look at my brother's sword when you can. That's not what I wanted to talk about, though..."Take her hand here."The nightmare, your curse, it's important that you know this. Someone from you past who wants to cause you a great deal of anguish, someone with wings. If you ever wish to truly free yourself, you must speak their name."
>>31000026>>Intercept the blind dragon; it’s about time you get to know one of the few remaining wyrms.
>>31001906A bit late. I've already submitted my take on what we should say to Hadraniel but I'd be fine going to see the dragon after we've dealt with Had.
"Hadraniel, I'd like you to take a look at my brother's sword when you can.’’‘’Huh?’’Obvious confusion cause her to drop her hand as her face grow into a momentary frown, small head tilt causing brief clicks of metals you quickly press on.‘’That's not what I wanted to talk about, though..."Not that it’s possible to remove your first subject form her mind, curiosity sprout inside her as the link mix with the waves of warmth with the prickles of curiosity ‘’You have a brother?’’.…right the only ones knowing about your relation with Gil Rosario are a select few, Tsukiyomi and Ame-no-Uzume were told by necessity and the secret was most likely revealed to Mylen by your uncle or mother and that’s where the number of people knowing about it ends.‘’Hadraniel, I want to talk about the Nightmare’’You shift the subject completely and grab the hand that was previously playing with her long golden locks, her brilliant blue eyes narrows in a mixture of negative emotions as her lisps purse, the mere mention of the subject is enough to kill the good mood but far from sufficient to keep her heart from beating, this physical contact caused a surge in warm emotions to cascade down the link despite this grim topic. ‘’Its identity is tied to someone from your past; a person who once bore wings, holding an immense grudge enough to be transformed in this near non-living state; the Demon Lord told me you’ll need to speak a name, one that belonged to them from yonder time where they once drew breath, enough for them to grow a hatred large enough to stay beyond death. Do so and… it’ll grant you advantage in the coming battle, a way to truly free yourself.’’
Her gloved hand tighten almost painfully around your palm by the end of your little speech and she break eye contact, yet she doesn’t raise a personal shield for her feelings and allow you to taste the mixture of fear, guilt, anger slowly expending in her bosom, yet this negativity isn’t enough to rob the natural, inherent loveliness of this woman as she open her eyes again to look at you with a slight hint of brilliance from held back tears.‘’I see…’’She says simply, voice small, perhaps a step away from breaking.‘’The corruption downstairs is linked back to it after all’’Hadraniel is a sharp person, she probably already suspected this but now at least, her suspicion were confirmed when you nodded.‘’I’ve committed a terrible crime in my youth; you’ve seen it yourself. But…’’Her lisps purse together as she grimace in a mixture of pity, perhaps anger you don’t know; only her voice stay true, small and feminine yet barely vulnerable. ‘’…I can’t allow guilt, self-pity or the illusion of redemption to kill me. I’ll commit another atrocity to my brother if I need to as I’ve already thrown away knighthood and heroic titles before engaging myself in the war.’’Perhaps she always had a suspicion about the creature identity, thankfully your investigation bore undeniable truths and she trusts you with her very soul, but the way she’s dealing with her guilt is… would you be able to do the same? Take back the mantle of the Butcher for one night and extinguish an innocent monster life out of necessity?
‘’I’d just like to ask for one selfishness…’’For a moment she grows silent, closing her eyes as a wave of embarrassment color her cheek in a slight tint of red.‘’When it’s over, please comfort me’’It doesn’t matter how strong she’s painting herself; perhaps she always avoided the killing blow with the entity out of pure, raw empathy toward her sole remaining family. Even in such a state, one cannot kill a brother without hesitation; such emotions are the reason why you’ve fallen for this angel in the first place. Anything to say or do, Mister Shieffer?
>>31002381"I'll be there whenever you need me, Hadraniel."Embrace her in a loving hug, then it's off to find Fendall, I suppose.
>>31002451You could always use this poortunity to get the business with Durandal over and done with, she'll ask about it given the earlier statement for sure.
>>31002381You didn't even need to ask.
>>31002381"You don't have to ask me for something like that."Hug her while saying this. Then go find the dragon. We still need to find out what our end of that "deal" is. Not like we got a choice, but I am curious. I fear it will involve a bruised pelvis for Siggy.>>31002480I believe Hadraniel can manage on her own, though we could always do a perspective switch and hear our bro out as the angel while ol' Siggy has a talk with a blind dragon. Could also give her a quick rundown and then tell her to ask Gil for more info and then go find dragon.
>>31002480Oh, shit. Alright then. Wait! Can we have our brother formally introduce us to Fendall? That way we can have a brother, Angel, and Dargon party.
>>31002543Son... I like the way you think.
>>31002543Well he's nowhere near the library, you'd have to ask Fendall to accompany you to find him.>>31002535So I take it our options woudl be like this.Go Find Fendall while Hadraniel get Durandal business over with on her own. Accompany the angel to find your brother, leaving Fendall behind.Get the dragon on board for this business that doesn't quite concern her, but dragons are nosy people anyway she she'd be interested, right?
>>31002607I think the third option is the popular one unless I'm mistaken of course. I'll start proceeding with that one in mind
>>31002737Yup!She's a hoarder.Of information.
>>31002883Among other things. I wonder how much gold and jewels she has in that cave of hers. Dragons that old have truly massive hoards.
Suffered a little delay, sorry about that.I'll be done soon thankfully.
>>31002381truly my waifu is the purest.
'’You don’t even need to ask Hadraniel, the only thing you need to concern yourself with is returning alive’’Your statement reward your with another bashful smile while her golden halo brighten slightly, she goes on to rub her chin as she successfully settle down her rising emotions, constantly moving her shoulders back and forth in some kind of nervous ticks while slight agitations from the animated table could be heard all over the disturbed library, you went to give her exposed shoulder a friendly tap and succumbed to the temptation of rubbing her fluffy wing with your fingers, making it fold slightly to cover most of your forearm and the back of your shoulder.‘’I’d like… to meet your brother and you mentioned a sword as well’’Quick for business, she efficiently put logic before her emotions even with the temptation of love right before her, you give her a nod and reluctantly let go of her shoulder.‘’I’d like someone else to come with us as well, wait for me near the exit alright?’’Hadraniel give you a nod and goes on without asking, merely grasping her halberd and twirling it slightly as if warming up her muscles while you make your way outside the columns; you spot a few mantis laying low amidst the tomes while a single man in a red garbs has taken the liberty of opening a book, completely rejecting any notion of subtlety you feel a sense of déjà vue as you examine his profile which is only reinforced when he stop his reading to stare back, as if somehow sensing your eyes; he gives a simple nod and goes back to his reading.What could he be doing here?--
As you passed the table to walk toward Fendall, you picked up on some morsel of discussion relating to Gwynedd, Tian was describing the end of the civil and the crowning siege of the rebel fortress ending in a few days, how her sisters were employed to fight on the most perilous frontline befitting mercenary; the child of the North were valorous warriors she kept saying, but great remorse and empathy kept the killing from growing into the worse kind as brothers were pit against brothers, an overall nasty affair to be sure.The dragon was standing a few meters short of the basement, arms crossed on her belly as her big scaly tail waggled here and there around her backside while her green wings were half furled and curled upward, reducing their entire length in half, her medium-length purplish hair saw several pointy bits, no doubts horns, sticking out around the side and back while the line of scales covering her eyes could be seen stretching from the jungle-state of her hair.‘’Hmm…’’Her voice perked up as you approached, stopped the waggling of her thick green tail, Fendall let out a long exhale akin to a sigh, causing twin columns of bright oranges flames to exit her nostril audibly and of course, visibly. ‘’Barely a few hours and already causing a scene, Mufufu. You’ve got something planned for tonight don’t you, uncrowned little brother?’’
Part of you felt like jumping to keep her quiet, but you bite down your alarm and answer with a simple ‘’Yes’’. There’s no use lying to old, powerful women; you’ve had more than enough experience with Tsukiyomi to know that these gals love their schemes. ‘’Good, how about you count me in as a spectator?’’That’s… probably something best left for the Demon Lord to answer, however at this rate you’ll be roped into her pace; Fendall hasn’t even bothered to turn as she talk, simply standing there with her big clawed arms crossed, constantly letting out flames through her nose and mouth. If you have anything to ask, you might as well be direct.
>>31003632"About that, I'm going to accompany a lovely angel to ask Gil to lend her his sword. Care to join us?"
>>31003632Did she just call us Little BrotherWhat Did she marry our brother?"I...you'll have to forgive me, that's not a decision that I can make.""Although, I'm sure you'd like to find out more, wouldn't you? Why don't you come with me to visit my brother."
>>31003852I believe Gil is Siggy's older brother, and the bastard son is about to become a king himself once he puts a ring on Ame's finger.So he's a king technically, just not crowned yet. I wonder how much authority the man will have. Normally the king outranks the queen but it might be reversed in Zipangu given how it is a land of monstergirls.
>>31003934Men in Zipangu can climb pretty high in the ladder of pwoers, usually goign all the way to sharing powers with nobles but a King? Not even the Rahall allowed a male to climb so far, while Gil might hope for Siegfried to establish some kind of pwoer Tsukiyomi probably won't allow it.But that's all a big, big maybe. The marriage with Ame-no-Uzume is likely to see you treated as a prince more than a king. >>31003852[spoiler¸] You could say the little brother was teasing[/poiler]
>>31003989So long as we get the royal treatment. Fine wine, best food, army of servants to wait on us hand and foot, and we already have the fluffiest tails. If we don't have to worry about running the country we get all the benefits, none of the drawbacks!It's good to be the king. Even better to be the king who gets to goof off all the time without the country going to pot.Though knowing Siggy he'll still help out sometimes. Tsu's a good girl who deserves a break every now and then. It'd be like a present, he handles all the paperwork for a day while Tsu and Ame get down to their favorite pastime, pranking everyone in the castle.
>>31003989Can we tease her back by calling her oldest sister?
"I...you'll have to forgive me, that's not a decision that I can make."Should you try to act natural in front of such an old, powerful creature? Can she even be compared to Tsukiyomi and Daiyu? You’ve heard a great many, many thing about the sleeping lizard in the great snow covered mountains of Fendall from where she take her name; either named after the area or having it named after her is a subject of speculation for most historian of Gwynedd; the dragon seem to frown at your answer but doesn’t say anything, merely run one of her big claw along her jawline in a semi-pensive expression. "Although, I'm sure you'd like to find out more, wouldn't you? Why don't you come with me to visit my brother?"Your question make her frown disappear as she turn in your general direction, the total absence of eyes make discerning her expression most difficult but the telltale sign of interest come from her big scaly tail curving in your direction while her wings unfurl slightly.‘’Just don’t go making it dreadfully dull’’A strange warning, Fendall invite herself in your personal space and gently grab your forearm; her big, big hand is enough to easily engulf your wrist in nice, flexible green scales while another twin columns of bright fiery lines escapes her nostrils as she exhale loudly, smiling large and wide, allowing her sharp white fangs to peek through her pale lisps; the scales covering her eyes almost look like scars, she’d definitely look even better without those. ‘’I have one thing to ask before we depart’’Her voice grows nearly quiet, the dignified tone disappear as she lower her head, letting one big exhale of breath which in turn create a single, spiralling column of flame that nearly rub itself on your clothe.‘’If you live through these trials, will you return to your house?’’
>>31004378"...Madam you have caught me off guard. I haven't thought about that much at all, although, it is a possibility."
>>31004378"I honestly can't say I've thought about it. Surviving the war and the immediate future is more of a concern to me than after. Why do you ask?"
>>31004378"At this point you must have realised I haven't thought a day past the war, given my odds. But let's suppose I do live, where would you want to see me?"
>>31004378"I don't think I can. Once I wed Ame my place will be by her side here in Zipangu. I can't well be the lord of my family's lands from across the ocean. But why do you ask, would you prefer it if I did?"
"I don't think I can.’’You admit with reluctance; your last visit to the Shieffer estate had you try to uncover some mysteries surrounding your mother while finding Mylen but you also came across your little niece, Gismore latest daughter that had been kept away from the estate for her own security but, with your own apparent demise, the young girl is being groomed to be the next leader of the Shieffer house.‘’Once I wed Ame my place will be by her side here in Zipangu. I can't well be the lord of my family's lands from across the ocean.’’While setting up teleportation stones between Zipangu castle and your family mansion, marrying into monster royalty and trying to keep the powers of your homeland would probably be frowned upon greatly, especially if politics has already started to move behind your brother back surrounding this matter, you can’t be at two places at once.‘’But why do you ask, would you prefer it if I did?"You start walking after your question, the blind dragon obviously taking you as support; her grip tighten slightly as her tail started acting as makeshift cane, slapping the ground gently while sliding its tip here and there to investigating the path-to-be. Fendall stay silent with a completely unreadable expression until you are halfway through to your destination, Hadraniel having shifted from her lovely cascade of love to a more proper strong wall of righteousness as she watch you approaching with the blind reptile without a hint of jealousy. ‘’Yup’’Fendall finally answer, even nodding and growing silent right up until Hadraniel greet the two of you in turn, making the slightly demurred dragon smile in return, then sniff loudly as she whisper ‘’angel’’ while behind you, Mylen took her place as bodyguard, keeping herself tall and awkward once Fendall turned her head in her direction.‘’You people have very unusual colors…’’
That’s not the kind of statement you are used to hear in the slightest, you share a slight interrogative stares with Hadraniel and Mylen until the dragon flaps her wings while the girls at the table wave you goodbye and luck.--Finding your brother could have proven complicated if it weren’t for the intervention of a certain man following you out of the library; a tall swordsman clad in red quickly accosted your small group and simply asked if you wished to see Gil Rosario; his suspicious timing of course, made you believe he overhead your discussions but in the end you accepted the good gesture and quickly followed him all the way up to the third floor of the mansion, passing the very active hall and upper halls while also going past the briefing room with its door half open, allowing you a glance to Ame-no-Uzume in deep conversation with Zechariah.Gil had been given his own room and was of course, guarded by his force; two wyverns knights and their human-shaped mounts were sitting in the hallway leading into an undoubtedly luxurious chamber, the vision of the man in red elicited a few nods as the girls tightened a protective around you and Fendall, making the dragon smile as she stroked Hadraniel and Mylen wings with hers, whistling loudly while you were quickly granted audience without lifting a finger, your escort simply knocked three time in quick succession while announcing ‘’visitors’’ and took an empty spot beside the doors, opening it beforehand.The large, muscled form of your older brother was sitting upon a large desk, several precious stones arrayed before him with rolled up scrolls on a few of the corners, lingering taste of magic told a silent message of some kind of magical ritual having ended a few minutes ago at most and, upon seeing your congregation, the king but down his alchemical pen and clapped his hands together.
‘’Welcome!’’ He announced with joy, either faked or true you couldn’t tell but you ushered yourself forward and the door closed behind you loudly.‘’It’s always a pleasure to see you great Fendall, but I see you’ve come with unique visitors, I gave you greeting once more, Mylen, Siegfried.’’He nodded at his words while you tried your best to avoid rolling your eyes.‘’It is always a privilege to meet an angel; pray tell friends, what can I do for you?’’With a strong stance and walk, your older brother went as far as taking Hadraniel blue, metal-clad hand and give it a kiss despite the heavy armor, making the angel smile with a tint of bashfulness while clutching her halberd; despite angelic reputation in the capital your brother apparently trusted this one enough to come armed, same thing with Mylen.How should you proceed, mister Shieffer?
>>31005287Wait, Angels have their own smell? What's it like?>>31005361"I should introduce you properly. Gil, this is Hadraniel, the Embodiment of Love and one of the great heroes that slew the previous Demon Lord. I told you of the nightmare that stalks her and it was that thing that caused the disturbance earlier. Nobody can help her defeat it, in fact if they try it only grows more powerful. But your holy sword may be a different matter. I would ask that you lend it to her until she has destroyed the creature, which should be sometime tonight at the latest. Any tips on how to use it would also be helpful."
>>31005603>Wait, Angels have their own smell? What's it like? Angelic
>>31005361"Good to see you again, Brother.""I'd like you to meet Hadraniel. I believe she may know something of your sword."
>>31005603>Wait, Angels have their own smell? What's it like?bags of salty coins
>>31005978I think that's what dragons smell like. You know how they like to sleep on a giant pile o' gold.
>>31005361"Would everyone care for some tea, perhaps?"
>>31005361There's a lot I'd like to say here.-Durandal & Hadraniel's thoughts on it.-Reassuring Hadraniel-Also asking Hadraniel if it's alright that Fendall attends /that/.
’Good to see you again brother’’For a moment Gil grows silent as his eyes flows toward Hadraniel, but the entire silence stay for only a few short lived second until he nods, smiling wildly.‘’I’d like to enjoy time with family without pressing business, but for now we ought to concentrate on our onus’’Fendall slowly untangle herself from your arm while turning toward Mylen, giving her a smug smile the dragon silently walk away from the group without putting too much distance, merely facing the discussion to listen in silence as, for now, she doesn’t feel the need to put any kind of interjection. "I'd like you to meet Hadraniel. I believe she may know something of your sword."‘’Eh?’’Said angel momentarily forget herself and give you an interrogative stare before quickly clearing her throat and standing tall, you brother completely ignoring this faux pas to cross his arms together as he observe the blue-clad knight with a closed, yet inquisitive stare.‘’I’ve never dreamt to meet an Embodiment face to face, much less the one representing love. I have myriads of questions dear angels, but we ought to move to business don’t we? An enemy you have to face alone isn’t an easy prospect… but if Durandal deem you worthy, then I want you to wield it with pride and triumph’’‘’Durandal?’’Hadraniel voice come out as well, a question appearing more as a reflex than a proper interrogation as her eyes fall toward the hip of the King, his palm gliding over the golden hilt of his Holy blade; Mylen step a little backward while you, in turn, give her some space while Gil nods at the angel.‘’Northern Regalia, the blade wielded by my ancestor that established the Rosario dynasty and carved the country of Gwynedd out of a multitude of squabbling city states’’‘’Twas an odd time’’
Fendall add at the end of your brother little spiel, making him laugh slightly as he grasp his blade and slowly pull it out of its scabbard, forcing a frown upon the angel face as her expression seem to fall between wonder and familiarity; Durandal is a beautiful blade, not only made in a practical golden hilt but shining its own light from a pearl-colored blade not unlike that of Laminas Angelorum, hint of white aura seemed to cradle the weapon, giving it a near otherworldly shine.‘’You’ve got the look of someone grasping at obfuscated souvenirs’’Your brothers seem to look ‘’complete’’ with the sword at his side, the light extend to cradle his own tall form as he look toward Hadraniel in a serious, yet gentle manner; he meet a spirit of unbreakable metal, Hadraniel own mettle is both completely unaffected by his charisma and project her own quiet strength, a rare moment between two person of incredible spirit to meet face to face. She gently put the halberd to rest on his desk while forcing the few strands of golden hair behind her back.‘’I’m ready’’Soundlessly, Gil walk forward and to your horror, put his blade upon her neck.‘’To wield Durandal is to show fearlessness; the weapon itself will look upon your past and either deem you guilty or innocent for no unjust taint is to grasp its hilt and face their own inequitable ambitions with its power, are you ready, Angel?’’ She nods.But you, however, don’t feel so confident; her past is one drenched in sins even as a hero, will you allow this to continue?
>>31006430Might as well see what happens. We believe in her, right?
>>31006780What could possibly go wrong?
>>31006430Let it.Reinforce her through the link.Just like what's going to happen tonight, it's going to be all on her shoulders. There's nothing we can say or do that will improve her chances in wielding it. There's nothing we can do to change her past, except make it more positive for her going forward.
>>31006801You... you just love doing this to us don't you. Making us doubt our every decision, do you enjoy our suffering?
>>31006430You know what? I'm going to say don't do it.Speak up, ask our brother exactly what happens if it finds you unworthy?
>>31006965Didn't she slay her own kin? This is a death flag nigga and you are saying "hey this is gonna be okay"
>>31006979This is a good idea. We know that it won't let you draw it if it don't like you, but there could be other side effects depending on how much it doesn't like you.
>>31007091>>31006979Very well, I'll make a short text to answer this question.
Hadraniel close her eyes, pursing her lisps at the feeling of cold iron upon the flesh of her neck, her hands join together in what could only be described as payers while the aura of Durandal start to envelop her form; your brothers furrows his face in some kind of unreadable expression while snapping his mouth shut, the sheer intensity seem to have Fendall on edge as her wings have fully deployed…‘’Wait’’You speak, nearly making everyone jump, thankfully your brother and Hadraniel cast you a sideway glance, staying silent.‘’What would happen if she’s to be found unworthy?’’It take a few seconds for your brother to answer, his broad form take in a large, large breathe as he cast his glances toward Hadraniel, locking her in the eyes.‘’Durandal will slice her flesh and spill her blood’’A neck slash where it count would be fatal for anyone, or most of anyone but then, do you truly believe Hadraniel to be worthy of a sword of Justice? You know very well about her past and sins, kinslaying isn’t an easy crime, even if it was done under hypnosis.
>>31007355>truly believe Hadraniel to be worthy of a sword of Justice?I do, yes. Past transgressions should be overlooked in favour of what she's going to do now and in the future. There's no point anguishing over her past when it can't be changed. But it's not up to us as players. It's down to the sword.
>>31007477It's hard to avoid being biased with her, especially given all the love flowing around.So you guys agree to this test?
>>31007355If something is done under hypnosis then it is not the person who did it who is at fault, but the one who placed the spell upon them as such a thing robs them of their free will. A Mind Controlled individual is nothing but an extension of another's will. They become a mere tool, like a hammer or a crowbar.Does one fault the hammer for breaking down a wall? Or the crowbar for prying open a locked door? No, it is the person who used the tool who is blamed and punished. At least, they should be.Unless the hypnosis was used to awaken a latent hatred, and she knew where it was carrying her and did nothing to stop it, then there might be an issue. If it was full mind control she would be utterly blameless for her brother's death. The bastard who did it to her though, should die a horrible horrible death.
Rolled 2>>31007477I agree. Not really sure what to do here.imo it's not who she was, but who she is now that should be judged.>>31007603dunno. rolling dice for it.1 yes2 no
>>31007761>Rolled 2
>>31007603Yes
>>31007603Let's do this
>>31007355She gonna die.
>>31008080Well it likes Gil, and he intentionally allowed the wholesale slaughter of innocents when he could have stopped it. It was for a greater good and they were "monsters", true, but that's still pretty bad.
‘’I see…’’For a weapon to require a dangerous, mortal test for the privileged of using it is easily something you’d qualify as pretentious; but then what magical artefact truly isn’t? There’s always some kind of rules surrounding and this one is proper to Durandal, a weapon previously used by the Embodiment of Justice. ‘’May Durandal find you worthy angel; crimes or not your past is your own and it can only act as a silent judge’’His hand grasp the pommel with strength and he take in one, sharp intake of breath as the blade flicker, its holy light changing intensity; Gil Rosario make a swift deliberate movement, sliding his blade across the peerless skin of the Embodiment of Love in a smooth, near violent motion that would easily draw blood save for a dull sword.‘’Ack!’’A muffled scream herald the result, Hadraniel fall on one single knee with armor protesting at the movement as newly created hole on her carotid spewed out a copious amount of golden-white blood filtering through her closed metal-clad fingers, staining the armor in the unique colored blood of angelic beings as muffled sounds of pains and fears escape her mouth, followed by blood at this undoubtedly mortal wound.Gil stare on with a mixture of total disbelief and horror, staring upon the wounded angels and the blood on his blade, snapping his jaw shut in what appears anger while for your part, you simply rush at the wounded angel, precious vital fluids kept on escaping her neck as she tried her best to keep the wound closed; Mylen is upon her second as you get on your knees. ‘’Healer get a damn healer!’’‘’No need’’
With infuriating calm the dragon Fendall has taken a few steps closer, slightly pushing your brother as she look down at the bleeding Hadraniel who, thankfully, doesn’t look to pale; in fact she’s been able to breath for the last few seconds and the very worrying squirt of vital flood has stopped, reduced to a constant flow as she keep her hand on the wound.‘’It take much, much more effort to kill an angel, especially an Embodiment’’That doesn’t blood stop flowing, the pretty mouth of your lover constantly leak this nearly thick white-gold fluid as she’s obviously unable to talk, already her armor has been half-colored by this blood and the wooden ground itself has been irredeemably stained.‘’What the hell was that, Durandal!?’’Gil nearly throw his weapon in anger and instead settle to put the weapon back in its scabbard, face red with emotions as guilt, frustration and anger clearly past through his face while he does his best to avoid looking at the angel.>’’Seem like everyone got a skeleton in their closet’’You simply ignore this comment from this creature tied to your soul and instead hug the angel close whose ragged breathing settled with great difficulty. Fendall crouch in front of you, Mylen and Hadraniel; your bodyguard immediately clutch her spear while the blind dragon seem to be staring at your trio despite the scales covering her face.‘’You already knew this would happen, didn’t you, angel?’’ She simply says, allowing the accusation to linger while the blonde angel halo dim slightly as she look down, pressing on her neck as blood keep on flowing but, thankfully, nowhere near close enough to blood out or choke to death. This was…. A surprising development; what do you say, mister Shieffer? >Taking a little break, I’ll be back in 20 minutes.
>>31008476Welp I'm going to bed for now
>>31008476The angel is a failure.
>>31008476The fuck? It lets the dude who let a purge of innocents happen swing it around yet it doesn't like the angel? I see why Gil is confused and angry, if it lets him wield it no problem then the angel should have passed.It's either hatin' on the fact it may be used to kill its former master (Gil can't do it, Haddy could) or its counting the incident in the forest against her.
>>31008476Shit....I don't know?What do we say?
>>31008553Good night my friend>>31008622Everyone a failure.>>31008667Eh he he, well then I guess it's time for me to make a little bit of an infodump huh?>>31008732Sometime silence might be best, don't worry you didn't exactly ''fail'' here, the original idea was proposed by Ame-no-Uzume after all.
>>31008476Seems she did. I would like to ask why she let that happen if she knew what the result would be.>>31008939I just thought of something else, what if it's been programmed to automatically reject angels? Justice (forget her name at the moment) obviously doesn't much care for her own kind else she'd be up there helping to lead them as an Embodiment. She's also kept her location and even face a secret from most everyone for a *very* long time, reinforcing the notion as they'd obviously bug her about it if they knew those things. Hell Orion would drag her ass back or take her down/seal her away. If the angels can't have such a powerful card, nobody can (at least that's probably what he'd think).Angels+Holy Swords=Watch the fuck out. Not wishing for such an artifact to be used by her own kin, whose rules and methods she obviously has a major distaste for, she ensured that any angel that tried got a bloody souvenir as their reward. Her own little way of flipping them all off. This is, of course, just a theory.
>>31008476What was the point of this trapshe's just going to die in the night now.what a shake to the confidence.bye, hadran.
>>31009194You give up far too easily. There's still the other holy sword held by Zech, and she has a good bead on the true name of the core. Even without the holy swords there's still her lance and her own power up to embodiment level, something she never had when she fought it all the other times. And now that everyone knows to NOT help her out, she still has a good shot at this.Just not as good as it would have been if Durandal wasn't a dick.
>>31009336You're looking at it from an OOC perspective. How must this feel for her? To be rejected likr that is emotional. She'll be overcome with fighting the nightmare and will lack the confidence at the key moment. Say goodbye now.
>>31009443Looking at it logically actually. If she really knew that would happen it wouldn't be much of a blow to the confidence, just a confirmation of something she already expected. And given her reaction, it seems she did.Now if it didn't do that it would have really boosted her confidence. But as they say, hope for the worst and you won't be disappointed.
>>31009443Honestly, refusing is a trap too. It would show Siegfried had no confidence in her and that would have shaken her as well. I knew it was a bad situation to be in period and she's probably in trouble unless it worked out. So I'm assuming the worst now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Guo5JPwKQbk‘’How just… how?’’Anger, whether righteous or not, flare in your heart as you gaze at the wounded angel keeping her hand firmly on her throat, the leaking fluids has lessened considerably form the first few intense seconds and now she stopped choking or spitting it out, simply concentrating ahead upon the squatting dragon in front of her, her emotions a mixture of grim resolve and acceptance without a single hint of regret or fear. ‘’Simple; this blade judge angels, human and monsters differently. That ought to be the only conclusion right? For an angel like you wouldn’t commit a crime heavy enough to be put to death by a judging sword, but that’s another story if you were to fight –and kills- angels in war. Be judged under Heaven laws and face Heaven punishment’’A tint of sarcasm grace the dragon tongue and you growl in displeasure, reaching at Hadraniel wing to calm you while Fendall keep a solid stance while your brother listen on in silence, his own frustration would probably have him punish the sword if he could. ‘’But it’s not that simple; why did you let it slice you open?’’You could tell that this dragon wasn’t simply ‘’thirsty’’ for knowledge; this little incident could easily pass as asinine for such a long lived entity, yet here she is trying to make sense of it all while Hadraniel stare at the scales covering her eyes with enough courage to make the previous incident a total non-issue.‘’Because I wanted to be certain if it was Justice Sword. If it still upheld the old laws and beliefs that motivated her self-exile.’’
Hadraniel slowly untangled herself from you and Mylen, keeping her hand on the cut part of her throat, her voice comes out hoarse and dry, yet still holding the inherent dignity that made her who she is, all the while managing to whisper a small ‘’sorry’’ toward you as she sit on her knees, coughing here and there as her incredibly tough body seems to continuously heal up in seconds despite this clearly mortal wound. ‘’She and my mentor were very close before I was even born; I needed, nay –wanted- utmost certainty with my doubts. Durandal was the great blade forged for the Embodiment of Justice who subsequently abandoned the artefact for reasons unknowns, but having it here is a hint surrounding the Embodiment’’Fendall seem to grow frustrated as she’s obviously, not understanding Hadraniel trail of thought but you… your starting to have an idea. Justice and Faith were very close in the past…right? Your hand hovers above the hilt of Laminas Angelorum and, as you look up, you suddenly meet the clear blue sky eyes of Hadraniel. ‘’Siegfried…’’‘’You don’t need to be sorry, you are the Embodiment of Love after all, right?’’A sweet little wounded laugh escapes her mouth as she look down with renewed bashfulness.‘’Lysta isn’t quite dead, I’d like her and her old friend to meet once more’’Being an Embodiment of Love is all encompassing; to be the very living definition of this feeling or sentiment is incredibly hard, perhaps even impossible but the same could be said for Justice, Strife and Faith. You’ve no idea how you could live with this kind of onus, but you can honestly say Hadraniel is doing a marvelous job.‘’So you’ve sort of wasted our time with this stunt?’’Fendall continue, adding a light chuckle in her speech while rubbing her forehead.‘’No, I was able to meet the brother of the man I love and see him react in crisis.’’
The dragon smile broadly this time, laughing while your brother scowls in a mixture of emotions.‘’I don’t know how to act as the Embodiment of Love, before I fell for Siegfried my love was held by self-imposed ideals of chivalry, sacrifice, Good and the nostalgia of the Great Crusade. I pushed away others and acted for the benefit of all, searching for trials to test myself against time and again while trying to shape the world in an, alas, impossible utopia because I thought ‘’love’’ meant to cradle the sphere of this world in my hands and see it grow in harmony’’Another cough, Hadraniel rubbed her throat once more then finally allows her hand to exit the hole; where previously a deep slice lingered, the pale skin of her neck was marked by a red mark, a scar that will stay there forever. ‘’Not anymore. I’ve decided to be selfish, I love Siegfried with all my heart but like him, I’ve decided to extend my heart to everyone close to me, to accept who they are, accept their faults, their graces, their pains, respect their wishes and try to make their dreams come true…’’«Love» is a very broad word, but you can’t help but feel increasingly embarrassed at her sentence; she showed herself to be as sweet as a kitten but when push comes to shove, she’s absolutely undeterred to talk so openly like this, to a blind dragon she never saw a day before whom, by now, is smiling from ear to ear, nearly entranced by the Embodiment.
‘’…one of them was assailed by my brother. I know I did an inexcusable sin; he was my twin, our relationship was shaky before tragedy but he was and will be my brother. However, he harmed a great friend, a fellow comrade in arm… someone I love and I will never excuse this no matter how many self-righteous, ignorant judges pass judgement upon my past; it lashed out in senseless violence and aim to make the life of my dear comrade miserable and for this, I will cull it like a rabid mutt.’’ Perhaps Hadraniel patience toward the crimes of this Nightmare ran out; there is no cruel glee emerging from Hadraniel, her emotions form a stable pillar of near frightening righteousness; she believes her words with every fiber of her beings.‘’I believe… that Faith and Justice deserve to see each other again, if I can’t use that sword, so be it but at the very least its mysteries are clear. And it might prove itself to force the hands of that mysterious angel.’’You had the belief that Hadraniel was fragile; she certainly made it seem like it with her overwhelming sweetness accompanied by the rage that followed Bletsia disappearance.Never before have you been so wrong. >A Tale of Monster -110- End.
See you monday folks!
>>31010692So we didn't fuck up, and Durandal was forged for her, not by her. Good to know, also good to know she really doesn't like Heaven's rules very much.She's almost exactly like another Embodiment of Justice in that respect. Pic related.
>>31010919Now now, she's the Embodiment of Love through and through I think her long speech made it very clear.
>>31010981Was talking about the other one, the one that's always hanging around Lex (still can't remember her name exactly, Ismael?). Said she was the Embodiment of justice you did. She also apparently got sick and tired of their bullshit and told em' to shove it, then went down to the the rock we're currently on and stayed there doing her own thing without heaven's higher ups getting in her way.I mean hell, she doesn't even have normal wings anymore, or can hide them somehow. Pretty sure she can still fly though.
>>31010981Oh wait you were talking about dear Ismael, sorry my mind is in the gutter. But yes, Madame Justice grew to dislike Heaven and made what could be considered the first betrayal by exiling herself.>>31011022I'm taking the long route surrounding her, but with Hadraniel long statements here, Faith and Justice might actually be able to come to your side agaisnt Strife and maybe Deruella depending on how things goes.Hadraniel is completely unafraid of the Nightmare, we'll have to see how Athena react during the fight however...
>>31011060That would help, a lot. Triple teaming the bastard with those wonderful women (and Kyorn, he deserves a good pinata to express his anger on) would give us all the time we needed to relocate the bomb to where it will do the most good for everyone.Well, everyone except Orion and his flunkies, but we don't like them very much. Their suffering is our joy.
>>31011209This war will affect all three race so it's about time we might see a climax for the angelic side, too.
>>31011284If it all goes smoothly I'd love to see the look on his face when/if he learns we chucked his precious bomb into a swamp portal.Oh to have your proudest achievement used by the guy you can't stand to further his own plans while fucking your own over quite thoroughly at the same time. Oh man we might just cause him to rage break. Hope he's close to being dead if that happens.
>>31011515Maybe but first we'll ahve to see if everything goes smoothly with tonight event, afterward... will be preparing our huge, huge counterattack.Things are going very fast.
Why is Hadraniel so based?
>>31011670bump
>>31014990Because best waifu
>>31011515Boop
>>31014990she is the best
bump for haddy
>>31024281I'm planning to continue tomorrow but I don't mind making another thread if it come to it, regardless if this one is still alive by then, I'll use it.
