Ragnar

*hmmm..contemplating whether Jesse should get a heal effect, or just be another generic attacker with a lot of negative debuffs :/*

It's a self buff that makes his basic attack go hit multiple targets. but hey, np. i can specify the number if it's needs to be that way. Also, I'm still testing on what kind of effects that will pass Murdoc's judgement. Edit: About the ghostwalk skill, He said that it was supposed to be a single target. It does inflict a powerful status.

doh! I forgot to edit that here. it was meant to be bauble. thanks for reminding me

So, yeah..i completed my OC and submit it to you via pm, Murdoc, i hope it checks out and lemme know if there's something needs to be fix.

Well, thanks. Elf. I appreciate your suggestions, i'm still trying to process on how this whole RP works and comparing my char to the OCs around here.

Oh i see, tbh, i have no idea how this works, i just copy someones OC here, jam in my edited BS here and there and presto: you have my messy char. I never got to the FE fever around here.I will consult him if he's online. Thanks for your input. Btw what's AP?

So hi, I was wondering if could join this RP seeing this is getting all the fuzz in the RP section and also, i like to learn a RP with this type of mechanics, So without further ado.here it goes. lemme know if it anything needs to be change or did I did it right.

Roy Roy wasn't expecting a counterattack after that dismantling blow he delivered. It was supposed to disarm this fire bastard's sword right out his hand but I guess Damon has a finer grip on his weapon and Roy's execution is kinda sloppy, being distraught and all. Roy distances himself from Damon as he takes a breather from that blow. He spits on the ground as he tries to compose himself, feeling dazed like a drunkard, trying to balance himself on his two wobbly feet. Roy looks at his a hand as it shakes uncontrollably from the pain he took from Damon's blunt like crossguard. "Shit" he muttered, wincing in pain. 'Screw the rules! I'm going to use lumen to win' Roy thought to himself as he struggles to position himself in a sloppy Ochs stance. He held his weapon above temple level and aimed the rest of its blade slightly bend at Damon's throat level. His hands were still shaking and can't even support the weight of his katana properly. He desperately tries to correct his form while preparing to summon forth his lumen. "Wind, to my blade" He calls forth his lumen and moments past but nothing is happening. No signs of the air flowing through him nor his blade. "Wind.. to my blade now!" Roy yelled and gritted his teeth and demanding his lumen to fuse with his sword once more. But nothing, not a breeze nor a gust comes to his aid. Now this is getting embarrassing, What the fuck!? now I can't even use my lumen properly? what's wrong with me? He thought himself, perplexed as he awkwardly makes a fool of himself in front of his opponent. this is the first time that this incident has ever happen to Roy. "Screw this, this is a joke." Roy spits into the ground and put his sword down, still stubborn to believe that he is bested by a trained swordsman.Even in sheathing his blade in, He winced and struggles to put his sword away as his hand trembles uncontrollably. Without another word, Roy sighed and walks away from the fight, leaving the two behind. What the fuck just happened there? He asked himself. I can't even focus to summon my own lumen nor hold my blade properly, Perhaps its all because iof this blasted pain I'm feeling on hand or that I lost focus in that fight. This is definitely not my day. Roy thought to himself and sighed, feeling angry and exhausted from the outcome of the duel.

Roy "You're getting sloppy because you're angry." "Shut up!" Roy retorted, snarling at his opponent. Not the best comeback coming from the moody wind bender at that time, but his emotions are running high and is getting the best of him. He even can't think straight at this moment. His pride was bruised after that legs sweep fall and now this bastard's longsword is able to parry his every attack. I won't be bested by the likes of you. Roy thought to himself after being separated and push aside by Damon. He intensely glares at his opponent while heavily gasping for air. As much as he hates to admit it. He's exhausted from the way he executes his previous slashes. This wouldn't happen if he delivers his attack more efficiently instead of wasting his energy in swinging wildly like a madman with his blade. And now he's panting like a dog. Roy pauses, and compose himself for a second, reminiscing a cliche yet important advice from one his brothers in Aquilo. 'Remember Roy, we live in the coldest region in the world, it's important to save your breath when hunting, you'll be good as beast chowder if you run out of it. Also, while engaging, don't be stupid, make your attacks count, and just remember: a wolf is harmless without its teeth.' Roy sighed as he shifted his body sideways and into a tail guard stance, slightly bending a knee to set up his pivot foot. Roy's hands are both on the hilt as he conceals the rest of his sword from behind as if he was about to withdraw it. With a quick turn of his foot, Roy takes one step forward and lunges an attack, delivering a precise and agile slanting blow going upwards, connecting at Damon's longsword. Making a loud clinking as their cold steel clashes.But he wasn't done yet, As their blade was still intertwined, Roy continues to push through his sword and grinds harder against Damon's. He then musters all of his remaining strength and overpowers the fire-wielder, forcefully redirect both of their swords aside. With Damon's sword out of position and just lazily dangles there for a moment. Roy performs his follow-up strike. He twists his waist, positioning his blade even lower. And just like hitting a home run with a baseball bat at full swing. Roy mightily swings his katana in an upward fashion as he tries to disarm Damon's weapon right out of his hands from this blade shattering blow.

Roy Roy slightly stumbles as he misses his attack on Damon, not only that he wildly misses his target, The agitated boy feels pain as the weight of the boy left arm as Damon gives him a heavy shove along the way. He quickly spins around and shifted into a more defensive stance with his blade held high. His eyes move promptly, predicting what Damon's next move is. And with that, The boy with the longsword lunges an attack, Roy tightly grips his sword and was ready to block it. He could have sworn he was going for his head but instead he was bamboozled, trick by a fancy move. Damon ducks at the last second sweep the boy's legs with his sword. Roy steps back but the attack has taken its resolve and did what it was supposed to do. Roy stumbles and was thrown out balance and trips into the soft grass. The fallen swordsman didn't drop his guard down not one bit as his blade was still held high, pointing at his opponent while he was laying on the ground. "A fluke...A point for you." Roy muttered as he immediately rolls out of harm's way. Feeling embarrassed, Roy held his sword and gritted his teeth, channeling his anger on his next move. Filled with rage, The enraged wind bender was on offense mode again. He charges at Damon at full speed, shifting his momentum on his feet with every step and strikes him down with a flurry of slashes with his curve blade. It was swift yet somehow careless. A combination of hacking and slashing thrown with every swing. Roy was determine to land a strike from this consecutive blows and draw some blood from the fire-wielder.

Roy "Ooofff.." Roy was stunned from the sudden kick from Damon. The boy was forced to step a few inches back and bends a knee, balancing himself from the attack. In that moment, Roy was agitated as he stands still with his sword at hand, anticipating the incoming vertical blow from Damon. Roy has to act fast, He immediately shifted his grip on his curved blade with both of his hands and change it into an 'icepick grip'. And with that, He parries the incoming blow with the curved rear of his blade clashing with Damon's sword. Roy's katana was vertical positioned as their steel meet once more, making a loud clinking sound from the collision. Roy struggles to push forward and finally gets close to his opponent's face. Both of the swordsmen are facing each other now with their blade still connected to each other. "I see you're holding back as well, I'm only doing this not to get expelled," Roy said as he frees his right hand, and immediately delivering a swift sucker punch to Damon, right under his jaw. Roy breaks the lock and steps a few inches back, while Damon was stunned from the punch, He lunges an attack and delivers a thrust with his curved blade, stick em with the pointy end if you will, Aiming at the middle of Damon's chest.

Roy "Let's just make sure we don't kill each other, I think you two are the only people that I can stand so far... I almost forgot, my name is Damon" "Fine" Roy reluctantly said. He then raised a brow as Damon's reveal his fancy sword. The tip of its blade was singed, like it abused by heat and was put in a furnace quite alot. "I see you are using your lumen way too much, enchanting your sword and whatnot. I hope didn't forget your sword wielding skills while you're at it." Roy snorted. Finally, some action. I have to be careful tho, I have a huge disadvantage when it comes to the reach of our blades. Must get closer and strike fast to take this bastard down. Roy thought to himself, pressing his thumb on his pommel, making a clicking sound, making his sword budge from its sheath, Making it easier to withdraw. "Shall we start?" Roy said with a smirk. Not waiting for a reply from his opponent, The boy dashes off towards Damon, unsheathing his sword along the way with his two hands, Roy's blade was gleaming, well polished and shines like a mirror, almost blinding from the beam coming from the sunlight. Nothing special about Roy's sword, just your standard well-taken katana crafted from the north. Roy makes a swift cleaving slash just about Damon's neck level as he restrain the force within his strike, this is just a friendly swordfight after all and the last thing he wants is an accidental decapitation of his fellow countrymen on school grounds.

Roy "So, that sword is given to you through charity, as it serves a reminder of your tragic past and still you choose to carry it!?" Roy snorted. "Well, whatever floats your boat, kid. If it makes you feel any better honoring your dead dad and whatnot." Roy shrugs, almost feeling sympathetic to Damon's sword origin. The operative word 'almost'. Roy is the type of guy that has no sense of empathy or honoring someone, to him, this longsword-wielder is just a prisoner of his own past. "Instead of comparing sword sizes, why don't the two of you have a duel? I, for one, prefer a little more finesse in my attacks." Roy then raised a brow as the plant guy show a glimpse of his dagger and suggested something. He didn't get a good look at it but it seems like it resembles like spearhead, something used for hunting and survival, common tool use in Roy's region. I guess these two oafs, knows a thing or two about survival afterall.Roy smiled thinking of the thought. The boy marches a few steps back and turns,facing both Damon and Hassar who still haven't introduced themselves yet. "I could use a little exercise to loosen up and burn some time" He stretches his arms and did a few twist with his arms. "Tree hugger may have a point. So How about it fire guy? are you up for a duel, enchanting our blade with our lumen is optional of course. but let's see how you fair without it."Roy cockily said and firmly grip the hilt of his sword. Roy's swordsmanship skill is your average hacking and slashing, he wasn't trained by a master swordsman or anything, what he did learn is from his years of experience hunting in Aquilo, battling Rabid beasts living the arctic and whatnot. And just like his father told him: If you can fend off a polar bear's swipe with your sword, you can block anything with it. "And by the way, My name is Roy, just so you know." He said, positioning himself into a defensive stance, eyes filled with intensity, ready to unsheathed his curved blade, waiting on Damon's response.

Roy "Little wind blade!?" Roy muttered, raising a brow as it involuntary twitches, feeling a bit irk from Damon's remark about his weapon. Roy released a deep sighed before speaking to the kid again. "Pfft.. No, none that i'm aware off, All i know is, this was forged from the Aquilo's core and was given to me by my father, As far as I'm concerned, this is a just an ordinary katana to me." He said crossing his arms. "And yes, of course, I'm a skilled swordsman," Roy said proudly. "I can wield and channel my lumen just as easy to another type of sword if I really wanted to. But I wouldn't trade this one for another type of sword, not by a long shot. There's no greater feeling than wielding your own blade in battle ya know." Roy said with a smirk across his face. "Now, about your longsword, As if it was made fit for a noble. I can tell from the fancy markings on its hilt and fine craftsmanship. Where'd ya get it? are you one of those rich snobs that were given a fancy blade during their birthday and thinks that he can wield it properly just by touching it? or did you just stole that from the rich?" Roy asked Damon, accusing him of such, being callous and filled with skepticism as always.

Roy "Well, think of me as an orchestra conductor, and my katana is the object I use to conduct the wind around me," Roy explained. He raised a brow as something tells him Damon isn't convinced by his display from the way he asked. "My lumen is reliant on the object i hold, I need something to weave to activate my lumen with, I've tried to channel it with different objects other than my sword, but it feels flat, not the feeling same sensation compared to my curved blade." he said "Besides,I don't rely on my lumen too much, I was a fighter before I got this gift. The wind is only one of my arsenal." Roy said with cocky smirk, patting the hilt of his blade. "Hmpff..I see you're a swordsman as well," Roy said, looking at Damon. "I hope that huge sword you carry isn't just for display. I would be a shame if that elegant sword is just for show." Roy snorted.

Hotel Group "Eh, fine, Maybe i'm asking too much, even tho she's a powerful mage with unbelievable feats, she's just a child. and little girls do need their rest. As for the meeting, i'll be there, lending a hand if you need some assistance." Jesse said as he went to the corner, besides Mrs.eagle's table and looks at her. "Can't believe you're still here.you sure got out fast after that bomb exploded, I don't know if you can understand me but even tho i don't like animals, thanks for accompanying me in that entire mess.I really appreciate it. I know you're only doing because Lucille told you to." Jesse said to the bird as he crossed his arms. Can't believe i'm talking to an animal. Jesse sighed once more and quietly watch the others discuss their plans from a far.

Roy, Hassar and Damon "...I assumed that would've been obvious..." thought Hassar. "Clearly. There's more things for me to work with there. Trees to knock over, poisons to extract, natural snares to set..." he paused for a moment. "Among other things. Now what exactly can you do that makes you think you're better?" "Hmpff.. Makes sense since you rely on the very essence of nature itself, you need to handpick situational plants that will aid you in a certain predicament your in and a simple blade of grass just won't cut it." Roy crossed his arms and step back, distancing himself from The plant and fire guy. "As for my lumen, well, it can come from everywhere as long as there's a good amount of air flowing into the area." he said. "With the use of my blade, I can harness and control the airflow within the vicinity and bend it to my own will and generate something like this.." Roy said as he withdrew his katana and lazily positioning it on his side. He sighed and begins to twirl his wrist and slowly calls forth a breeze around his area. As he continues to rotate with his sword at hand, Roy's katana begins to guide the gathered wind, making it stronger, surrounding him inside this gentle wind vortex, making the specs of dirt, leaves and everything beneath his feet hover and eventually gets pulled in the midst of this maelstrom. Tiny particles of dirt and leaves drifts around him as he continues to conjure this miniature twister. Roy smirks at the two and immediately stops flicking his wrist, dismissing the very cyclone he created, instantly dropping the specs of dirt,leaves and grass floating around the wind from where he stands."Of course that's just a sample, I could make it stronger but that would take a lot of time and effort, not to mention it can cause strain to me and my blade." Roy sighed as he sheathed his sword back. "And Besides I think I'm done showing off. You have some interesting lumen I'll give you both of that, the way you control plants and the way you control heat. But nevertheless, we will never be equals."

Roy, Damon and Hassar "Eh, fine. whatever just keep your lumen to yourself, not all of us are heat proof ya know." Roy sighed, with an annoyed look on his face, still unconvinced on the idea of controlling this volatile element. Great another fire user, Well, at least this guy showing some restraint in displaying his lumen and understands the danger within this combustible element, unlike some deranged pyromancer I know. Roy thought to himself. "A fire user...me? Do I look like someone who enjoys the flames? No. My lumen is concentrated in more...natural...areas.You'll probably accuse that of being useless too, but I don't exactly have any good things to use seeing as we're....forbidden...from going in there." Well, there's something you don't see every day. Roy's eyes slightly widen as he turns his attention to the other kid, a bit surprise as he notices the blade of grass exponentially grows beneath Hassan's feet. "Oh, so that's what you can do. A plant-based lumen, huh? Well, I can't say I'm totally impressed by your display, and quite frankly I think it's pathetic." Roy bluntly said and crosses his arms. "But humor me, kid. So you're saying you can do better than that if you were in that restricted forest and have the proper 'plants' rather than this stale grass?" Roy asked, raising a brow at the plant-based lumen guy.

Roy, Damon and Hassar Roy snorted as another kid suddenly steps into the scene. He glares at the newcomer with skepticism and suspicion. This kid seems to know about the art of warfare and what not, this guy must have witnessed the cold reality of war at a young age or just a fan of war/spy movies or something.He thought to himself "See.. that's the thing about flames, they're unpredictable and obscure.They're both ally and your foe at the same time and I don't trust this type of combustible element.I don't need your lecture on what fire can do, as long you fire-based users don't get in my way, i might be able to tolerate you guys... Somehow" Roy bluntly said, somehow honestly expressing his dislike of this certain element, a past traumatic experience perhaps? "So are you a fire user just like everyone else? and more importantly who the hell are you?" Roy asked the new guy, being rude as always even in asking a simple question.

Roy "Oh, I see. it's just you.." Roy sighed. "I thought this was the fountain's doing. So much for that absurd theory, I supposed." Roy nonchalantly said, a bit disappointed that there's no mystery behind the well. Roy snorted and couldn't care less about what Damon can do with his lumen, but even so, he did pay attention what his fellow northerner has to say and decided to burn some time with him for a while as he waits for the School to open just a mile away from where the fountain is at. "So let me get this straight. your lumen ables you to channel heat and at the same time, you have a high tolerance to it as well? strange lumen you got there.But I don't see if there's any use for that in the upcoming war the instructors vaguely warn us about. All i see is a human shield against explosives." Roy snorted, coming in bit rude to Damon.

Oops, sorry about that. Easy fix, i remove the unnecessary details.

Ragnar @ Focus Band Type: Fire/Steel Ability: Technician/Hustle/Guts EVs: 252Atk/252Spd/4HP Nature: Rash -Work Up -Payday -Worry Seed -Outrage

Roy Ughh. this is hopeless. It's like the facilitators aren't even here. Where the hell are they? Roy heavily sighed as he gives up banging on the school's door since no one is answering it. He looks around the area, hoping to find the people who run this place only to find this kid, dipping his entire arm into the fountain as steam comes out of it. What the hell? I knew there was something odd about that fountain, that lunatic girl wasn't completely insane after all. Roy assumed in his mind and decided to investigate. "Hey you!" Roy shamelessly yells out and marches towards the well. Roy looks at the fountain only to find the water there is almost drain out, like it was boiled at a high temperature and evaporated into the air as steam came out of it. "is that steam? its like a sauna in here, Is everything alright? your wrist, it's all covered in foam and shit..you should probably get that check before your skin comes off." Roy crosses his arms and raise brow at the kid dipping his hand near the boiling fountain.

Roy Roy continues to sharpen his sword as he listens to the conversation going around the dorm. As the noises began to get louder and duller with every word spoken by the other students. It slowly began to irritate Roy for some reason. That's it! I had it! I didn't come to this place to buddy-buddy with everyone else, I came here to learn and train about my lumen and make it stronger. I feel like I'm wasting my fucking time here, Screw this! I'm going outside to get some answers! Roy snapped in the midst of his thoughts, angrily driving the tip of his blade at the wooden flooring, making his sword stand up as he releases an exasperated sighed, annoyed by the fact that his free time is wasted here doing nothing. Roy sighed once more and picks up his weapon, angrily glaring to those who are inside the room. The moody kid went outside without a word and went straight towards the grand building to get a syllabus or some idea on what courses this strange school is offering. On his way there, He noticed Rame. She was running away from the fountain with a statue of a stag on top of it. She seems like she crap her pants and shitlessly scared like she saw a spooky ghost or something. "Weirdo" Roy muttered as he just watched the flame girl ran away, paying no attention to what's she doing here or what's eating her. Roy continues to make his way towards the grand building's door and sighed. He began to furiously knocks at the fancy entrance, hoping someone will answer him.

Arthur, inside the joint Arthur smirks and grabs the drink Sully offered. "Ay, Here's to stupidity and bravery and that thin line I'll cross in between" The turtle raises his drink and chugs down the beer, like it was nothing, he is a sailor after all and rum is no foreign to him. "Ah!" Arthur said feeling replenish, drying his mug empty. "Spec, huh? Hmmpff..conman or not. I'm sure he has stories to tell, He is a Ghost, after all. I'm pretty sure he has been through a lot even tho some of his stories aren't true. but hey, that the risk i'm willing to take." He said."Anyways thanks for the drink and your time, Four arms. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to systematically destroy 'you know who' by getting some dirt on him." The wartotle said, leaving the counter and went towards exit. Back alley "Tough crowd?" The wartortle said as he saw Spec at the back alley. "Well, you're in luck.. you have my interest and my two fluffy ears are ready to listen on what your about to say," Arthur said as he approaches the purple ghost. "With that said, What do you know about Mac and Folie? and how do i get to them?"