Excilabur Guild
Public / Group
Public / Group
In a world where dark and light clash, monsters and humans are in a constant war for land and survival. The organization of the Excalibur Guild unites all of humankind to fight against the threat of the monsters and to take back their land.
RP
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Makoto brought up the back of the group, holding his staff in front of him as a casual defensive gesture, still walking with a fairly relaxed gait despite the gravity of the situation. He looks at the sheep with a smile, jogging a couple steps to catch up with Elis, “Whoa~ nice summon!” He commended, looking over the sheep with an approving nod, “Rarely get to see spells like that. I’m happy to work with such a talented mage as yourself!” He said with a grin.
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Elis blushes and tugs his hat a little lower, his tail swishes out and twirls, “I’m still only a beginner,” the Sheep bleats up at Elis.
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Makoto chuckles, holding his staff behind his back with both hands, “Even still, I hear summoning spells are quite hard.” He grinned brightly, “Even if you are a newbie, you certainly aren’t without talent.”
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Elis scratches his head, slightly embarressed, peering back at his tail “not without some accidents, once a connection is established it gets easier.”
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Makoto tilted his head to the side a little, absently beginning to twirl a lock of hair between his fingers, “Ah… my training was different, rebounds for Prayer are usually really light.” He said with a shrug, “Overusing it usually just makes me tired or pass out, although I’ve read before that using a Prayer too advanced can have worse rebound.” He glanced over at him with a stunning grin, “Well, lets just hope it doesn’t come to that, right?”
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“Can you two talk about this later? We are in the middle of something right now.” Arrenadd says sounding slightly annoyed.
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Makoto let out a small chuckle and ran a hand through his hair, “You’re right, sorry, sorry~” he said and put a hand in his pocket, “Have you found traces of monsters or anything around here?”
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Arrenadd glares at him for a second before he looks around again, “A few but not enough to worry about yet.”
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The sheep bounces between patches of long grass, Elis glancing around nevously.
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Arrenadd looks to Elis then back to the forest, “Don’t let them smell your fear or nervousness. It will get you killed.”
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“I can tell.” Arrenadd says bitterly before he stops abruptly, looking around.
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Elis pulls his staff across his body defencively, his sheep bleats, digging its feet in and fluffing its wool.
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Arrenadd readies his bow knocking an arrow on it as he aims at something in the trees.