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“Oh, no. Really! I was nothing,” he nigh pleaded – somewhat. His tone suggested the compliment was very much welcome. However, all was put into prospective. Blaze managed to slap a zombie's head with his tail, transfigured and melting into a blur as he swiped it through the air. Anniken, on the other hand, devoured every single threat around them in a maelstrom of devastating weapon attacks while cloaked in a blinding luminescence.

“What in the heavens...” Blaze stated with a blink after re-opening his eyes after the whole environment fell beneath the Godfrey's light. He looked about. No undead bodied remained present. It was then did Blaze catch glimpse of what would become of this woman's enemies. Just like the shambling dead prior, they would simply be cast mercilessly into a hurricane of oblivion.

Blaze drew an eye over the armour, over the weapon and following a moment of awe, his expression brightened.

“Marvellous!” He clapped his paws together once more. “And I see where the guild got it's name! You really are it's guild master. How simply enthralling!”

“Well, enough of being dumbstruck, I'd say.”

It appeared Blaze was through with allowing surprise to storm him over. Instead, he pulled a casual, disinterested gaze from the beast soaring overhead and past the grotesque creatures attempting to find their way to them.

One stupidly smacked into nothing. Something prevented them from even getting to Anniken and the one that went for Blaze had the same thing happen.

“Oh, dear... Watch out for those hard packets of air,” Blaze cautioned. He still remained within his seated positioned. The hideous creature that lunged for him found an enlarged tail tearing its way towards their head; Blaze's tail, in fact, which grew large enough that the assail could be launched from his backside without him having to move an inch.

HP: 200/200 | MP: 96/115

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ATK: 13
DEF: 0
AC: 10
HEAL: 13
STAM: 10
Level: 4

MAGIC.

Defense
Attack 1. Hit
Attack 2.
Damage received: 0
Conditions:

Offense
Standard Action. Magical Attack
— Attack Roll: SIAGvODo +6
— Condition Roll:
Bonus Action. Barrier (AoE)
— Effect: 26 hp shield
Potential damage: 26

MP used: 25
MP regenerated: 6

Inventory
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"Oh my..." His little key bestowed upon him his own little pocket of reality - or perhaps that was something of his own doing. The whole of his surroundings were locked in place, unmoving, and the only one gifted the privilege of locomotion was him. However, he was simply floating belly up in a pond somewhere that was not the desert. Of course, the water still responded to his influence. Air still lent itself to his lungs. A good thing, really. Imagine if it didn't! 

"She calls! Well, as agreed upon, I shall adopt an appropriate form." He said all of this, to himself, as he doggy paddled to the shore. He shook frantically as a wave of heat washed the immediate area over. "Mm... nothing gets my power of will going like something beautiful to focus on - like myself, of course~. A song shall sacrifice." 

"Cro..." He cleared his throat as he fished for the appropriate note. He pressed a paw to his chest."

"Croitzal ronzell Gungnir zizzl..." [♪♫♪]

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His voice was wondrous, his own, and by the end of the short phrase, the chant, it transitioned into that of a woman's - inarguable so. In an instant where elegance was immeasurable, his form became that of a woman's and the most dramatic, tantalizing pose was struck as pieces of alien armour manifested over her limbs. She reached out an took hold of a familiar spear, Gungnir, but with an appearance of the spirit's own design. [♪♫♪]

And with that, she flopped into the backseat. One leg rested over the other's knee. The spear lay across it, easily scraped against the opposing pair of doors - but it fit. 

"...Ladies," she greeted with a simper and eyes alight with a devilish, impish flame.

He could not help but swivel his hips from one side to the other. Such swagger and sass melded together into an air unrivalled in regards to its concentration of pure, unbridled confidence. He wove these sensual paces under a dying sun as the horizon was plunged into warm, waning hues and the sky above blackened in unknowable solitariness.

He saw the guild master. Blaze remembered her from such events such as the last one involving a dog cake with a candle-spangled ass. Such festivities, but the whole of them lost themselves during the event. There was little thought placed towards explanations, proper introductions - things of that nature.

“Excuse me, but I believe I’ve forgotten to properly introduce myself in there!” Blaze was referring to the nearby guild. “It’s hard to remember with all that happened, but my name is Blaze Booster - or formally Vulpecula. Actually, you already knew this as soon as I appeared!” He rose a surprised paw in front of his mouth. His eyes were wide with realization.

He used the moment to strew an eye about his surroundings.

“My mind’s foggy, but this doesn’t seem right! Is this a town? Something about the overall …” He shimmied as he attempted to recall the word teetering on the tip of his tongue. “Atmosphere is lacking.”

TAG: A.J. Godfrey

And then there was an explosion.

Well, not so much an explosion, but a burst of flame that spiraled around a figure partially obscured by its fervid brilliance. After wondering what in the seven Hells that just was, lending an eye to the phenomenon revealed something ... not human. A threat? It was hard to tell, but a creature was standing behind the whirling lengths of fire. It was not long before they died down and revealed ... a fox? 

It looked a little lavish for a commonplace fox one could chance upon in the wild. The fur was bushy, wondrous, vivid and beautiful. There was clear intellect in his eyes despite them being closed as he took in a might breath of the guild hall's air. His nose pointed skyward, chest inflated and after a moment of holding it in there, he let the breath out with a satisfied smile. His eyes opened gradually and he placed himself into a proper posture. He sat there, front legs posed in front of him. It was as much of a straight-backed posture a creature like him could don. 

Being within the vicinity of the guild master herself, he was able to place knowing, sly eyes upon her. "I think ..." he said in a pleasant, light tone, "that it's been quite a while since I've smelled a Godfrey." While he said this, his gaze skipped onto another select individual.

((Note: Nope, nobody knows who this is. This is the first time Blaze has appeared in his era. Not actually part of the guild yet.))