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“Hi, so...” This creature dressed in little pants and a trench coat – he even had a hat on – he walked into the lounging area with one hand rubbing anxiously at the back of his head. “It's kinda weird that I just kinda showed up out of nowhere, right? So, I tried to go out in your wierd fleshy town and buy somethin' nice for everyone... Uh, then I realized I ain't got money. So, I'm back?”

Omy, the... thing. The yellow thing. The Godfrey? He threw his hands into the air and equipped a cheesy smile. His brows were under an anxious weight, very much highlighting the spuriousness of the devil-may-care attitude he attempted to sell them all.

“What do y' all do around here, anyway?” He asked – wait, was anybody even in the room he was in? Was he talking to himself?

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“Oh!” Blaze finally realized that the fresh arrival was someone familiar.

“My, you really made quick work of them!” He hopped over and did not shy away from nearing Kasumi.

“I must way, I'm very envious of your ferocity!”

An abrupt happening ensued that pulled his attention away from her, however. The muck the threats became swirled around themselves. Their destroyed forms decided... not to be destroyed anymore and their power, now coalesced into one entity, grew three sizes that day.

“Oh dear...” Blaze muttered as he looked up at the terrible creature. It was doing something to his guildmate and he had not a clue what to do about it.

“...No matter!” Blaze rallied. “C'mon everyone! Give it your all!” Blaze settled into an aggressive stance, rear-end high into the air. “Time for us to get serious as well, hm?”

The flames the party was encompassed in erupted with renewed, intensified vigour. 

HP: 150/150 | MP: 68/120

Level adjustment without thread-wide agreement. 

Everyone is free to post at their character's actual, current level on their profiles.

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ATK: 00
DEF: 00
AC: 10
HEAL: 28+5(33)
STAM: 10
Level: 5

MAGIC.

Defense
Attack 1. Hit or miss.
Attack 2. Hit or miss.
Damage received: ??
Conditions: ??

Offense
Standard Action. Bonus Action. Toro Nagashi (Rejuvination, AoE)
— Attack Roll: roll here
— Condition Roll: roll here
Bonus Action. Bonus Action. Toro Nagashi (Rejuvination, AoE)
— Effect: 68 hp a turn to January Mayberry , Berry Everett-Bailey , Mint Everett-Bailey , Omy Godfrey , Kasumi Ito  (2/12)
Potential damage: ##

MP used: 20
MP regenerated: 6

Spells

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ABILITY NAME: Kitsune-bi Healed
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Blaze essentially wills recovery within him, others, or both. His will weaves illusions made real – so, a closing wound will do just that. Generally accompanied by fiery, fox-fire-like effects.
ABILITY TYPE: Heal

ABILITY NAME: Kitsune-bi Nulled
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: The evocation of fox-fire or an illusion made manifest, affecting and bending his reality; Blaze is able to lessen impacts in a variety of ways.
ABILITY TYPE: Barrier

ABILITY NAME: Kitsune-bi Cleansed
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Familiar flames, surreal and harmless, burn away inflicts on a chosen target.
ABILITY TYPE: Dispel+

ABILITY NAME: Toro Nagashi
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Those he chooses are overcome with small, faint, surreal flames. This is his mental image to assert a will to gradually rejuvenate either himself, others, or both.
ABILITY TYPE: Rejuvenate

ABILITY NAME: Kitsune-bi Bright
ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Flames overtake a target, causing them to burn bright enough that there is no question as to where they are. Those flames pull at attacks slightly, making them easier to land from not just the target being a burning, bright beacon, but also from the flames that invite attacks towards them.
ABILITY TYPE: Find Weakness

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She listened with softer features; a more attentive stare that slipped from Anniken to the driver, Kasumi.

“Oh, I see. That's very peculiar,” she chimed in as she uncrossed her legs and allowed herself to spill over her portion of the seat as well as the middle.

So there she lay partially on her side in the backseat of the vehicle. She was still listening, though her body posture hardly implied such.

“Those monsters wanted to drink from us? How boorish.” She turned over so she faced the backseat directly instead of the front. Her vision was overcome with the material the seat was paved in.

“Can you believe being so thirsty that you couldn't even ask first? Or maybe make an offering of your own? That comes off as very rude, and very desperate – and in regards to the latter, not in the good way!”

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As their lone, welcomed intruder, Vulpecula found the whole ordeal surreal. It was more than a birthday celebration,; filled-to-bursting with vim, laced with devilish luxuria, the guild master demonstrated both with a performance setting the imaginations of the ignorant aflame.

Disbelief in her actions surfaced as an open smile. A start bled into a laugh. Vulpecula could not help but throw her head back, visage ripe with fervour. All she could do was leave the performance intact by deciding against interrupting it. She tilted her head back down as Anniken took her leave. Her hair, fervid, fiery red, was pushed over a shoulder, to which rose starkly in elevation as an expression of pure, unbridled, daring impishness surfaced.

She needed her to possess her key.

“Oh, my. That's a familiar name,” she said in response to Mercy's gift.

"I mean, of course!" Vulpecula was in agreement. Why would anybody want to ruin such a thing? It was laughable - so much so that, from Vulpecula's understanding, Ivory was unable to contain herself at the very idea. She closed her eyes momentarily, smirked and chuckled to herself alongside her.

"Armour you say? How prosaic." She shoed at the air with her left hand, previously idling lazily at her side. "We can simply send others out here to fetch those kinds of things." She looked about. Nothing of interest caught her attention, so she moved nearer Ivory. The last few words were becoming difficult to catch wind of.

"I like seeing coins - oh! and yes, gems and things. If there's nothing witching about their weapons and tools, I suppose we could just buy our own!"

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Was the storm still going on?

Vulpecula rose an arm into the air amidst the storming sands after catching sight of no other threat. With a snap of her fingers, a burst of wind tore outwards in every direction and whatever waning remains of the storm existed no longer did. The sands were still under-tire and she and Anniken were still upon the hood.

"Well!" She exclaimed as he brought her arm down and turned her attention to Anniken. "That's pretty much that, I think!" She brushed herself off a bit and then EXPLODED WITH LIGHT!

The light encompassed herself, Anniken, and Kasumi, ever-still behind the wheel. With its fade, their health had returned to them in full.

"Mm, that feels... so much better, wouldn't you all agree?" She asked with a smile, eyes closed and head tilted to the side.

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Vulpecula could not help but chuckle softly at the comment about the embellished weapon. “Oh, dear,” she began, “I do not believe this individual would have come to this place at all if he had known he was going to die.”

“Oh!” The utterance came when the sword was brandished. “I'm not sure if that will be necessary. I hide so many things in my fur, it's quite comical!” She ran her hand and arm underneath her long, fervid-red hair and flicked it back behind her.

“I can hide quite a bit in my wondrous hair as well! I shall demonstrate.” Some of the coin she found was simply placed into her hair. She reached for some, pulled a portion in front of her, deposited the coins and nothing appeared to have fallen out after returning it to her rear.

“You see?” There was no clatter, no clang, and no evidence that anything would fall out. “Now, I shall demonstrate with that sword! Will you hand it here?”

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