StormLord

Frigus smiled slightly when the three Heartless appeared, partly because it was something for Mirri to let off some steam against, but also because it was something familiar and despite all the reading, training, and preparing for traveling worlds, he was starting to feel homesick already, worried that he'd do something(or let something happen) that ruined a world more than helped it. Banishing that train of thought he summoned his Keyblade and took advantage of the grouped up enemies, blasting them with shards if ice and frost. He followed up by casting a defensive ward on himself, then striking the Shadow the Mirri didn't. First action: Blizzard(blast) on all three Heartless dealing 2d6+6 to each and rreducing each of their Inits by 2. Second action: Barrier on himself reducing incoming damage by 50%. Third action: Keyblade attack on the second Shadow for 2d6+6, reduce their Init by 1. loadout:

Spicy HG look at least somewhat surprised when offered a throne of books the sit on, and accept the offer she does, taking a seat on the throne like a proper evil queen. "Thank you for the chair. Maybe you can describe this person for me and I can help you look for them?" She paused long enough for Solomon to respond to her first question before continuing. "On a side note, do you happen to know of any gods or goddesses in the group?'

"Oh, umm, sorry for interrupting, it's nice to meet you though." She looks thoughtfully at Solomon's floating throne, for once in a long time she wished she could transform solely for ease of transportation. Not that that was going to happen any time soon. "What exactly was I interrupting if you don't mind my asking? You seemed to be just floating there looking over the courtyard."

Spicy HG looked directly at the man on the book-throne. "Yes, you. Are you not used to being talked to? Is this team that antisocial to?" She looks somewhat worked up, like shes annoyed at something that happened in the past.

Frigus listened and thought about his answer for a couple seconds before responding. "Saved? I think it's happened a couple times in very specific cases, but we're not equipped for that. No, they don't really die, but they do return to the realm of darkness when killed with conventional weapons. Eventually they'll force their way back, it'll probably take them a few years to recover though, unless someone is helping them. From what I've been taught the Keyblade is one of the few things that can actually properly release the trapped Hearts, don't take killing them personally though, there'll be another one waiting to stab you in no time. For powers, they like to run in packs, people with weak Hearts experiencing strong negative emotion like pain or fear are vulnerable to corruption, we shouldn't have to worry about that happening to us, but keeping civilians out of harms way should be a priority. Oh, and some of them can melt into the ground, don't bother attacking them until they come back up." Frigus glanced around some and then made a turn down a small side street leading off the docks. "I think we're starting to get closer now, look out for any shadows moving that should be."

Spicy HG looked around the courtyard, some many interesting people around, strange powers, odd outfits, that creepy looking spider woman in the back, it finally felt like being at home again. After a while she decided on someone to go try and talk to, the strange looking man floating around on a throne of books, some sort of mage without a doubt. Solomon would notice a young(looking) woman just under average height, with fiery red hair, and holding a glaive at her side, begin approaching him. If he had a sense for such things(or cared at all) he might notice faint divine energy radiating off of her, nothing especially powerful though. "Hey, I just got here with the new team and I wanted to talk with someone who looked like they've been here for a while. You're it. My name is Spicy HG by the way." She didn't even seem to consider the fact that Solomon might not even want to talk to her, she simply jumped head first into talking with no hesitation.

Frigus watched the exchange between Lilly and the plant, followed by harry dumping water on the thing. He looks over to Mirri "Well I think they've got this in hand for now, I guess we should be on our way." After walking down the docks about half a block Frigus continues talking. "I assume you want to know what a Heartless even is. Well, the name is a bit misleading, given to them because they act without emotion other than malice, hatred, and the desire to create more of their kind. They are in essence, a weak Heart that was corrupted and fell into the realm of darkness then manifested again in the realm of light. They're neither alive nor dead in the traditional sense." He paused giving her a chance to respond.

Frigus was somewhat surprised at Mirri jumping up and swearing an honor debt to Satomi, at least she wasn't trying to kill herself now though. He hung around for a bit and heard Harry talking through an earpiece, something about people coming to get the "drugs". "I'm pretty sure there are some Heartless wandering around here somewhere and I'd like to go deal with them before they get into to much trouble. Anyone feel like tagging along or am I on my own for this one?"

Sha'Tith decides that honor dispute or not he isn't getting any closer to that thing. He'd already seen enough people trampled by the black beast to know better. So instead with startling efficiency he rolled several small boulders in-between Freya and the beast, then spat more flame at it. Main action: Sha'Tith uses "Lemurian Borrowing" putting 90kg([Str]*15) of rock wall between Freya and Roadhog, the wall has 90 HP and 5 Res, activates Barbed Wire dealing 1d2 Pure damage to Roadhog. FREE action: Flame breath on Roadhog, dealing 2d6+3 fire damage.

The girl with red hair and wielding a glaive steps over to the one who called themselves "Snow". "Strait to formalities and business again Snow? I guess it makes sense, and as long as there's something exciting to do I can't really complain."

As Roadhog appears Sha'Tith deeply inhales and slings his ukulele to in front of himself. Then even as he walks away he spews forth a gout of stinking fire from his mouth and strums his instrument sending arcs of electricity down range. Main action: Sha'Tith runs, activates Barbed Wire dealing 1d2 Pure damage to Roadhog. FREE action: Flame breath on Roadhog, dealing 2d6+3 fire damage, activates Ukulele dealing 3d6 electrical damage. Loadout:

For a split of a second Aquila might have noticed what could be described as hesitation, it was fleeting, and quickly replaced by a steel like glare. Sha'Tith nodded slowly, and took a step away. "You may bring your metal hands if you wish." He is then distracted by the Landburner shouting something at them and turns to see what they want. He made some sort of incoherent half-growl half-hiss noise and turned back to Aquila. "We should make haste, least we don't survive to settle this dispute." With that he begins taking long strides in the direction the rest of the party is heading in.

As Aquila speaks Sha'Tith clearly and openly grows in anger until when Aquila finishes smoke is practically billowing from his nostrils and the side of his mouth. He turned his head slightly and spat out a glob of thick, blackish, flaming liquid that smelled of burning bile, it smoked profusely and rapidly burned itself out. Sha'Tith took a single step towards the Aquila, and as he did so he straitened his legs, back, and neck, raising to a height of easily nine feet, his long lizard's tail still trailing the ground as he loomed, looking down at Aquila. From this close in the day light Aquila would likely see several things that would have easily been missed in DR. DOOM'S hall, noteworthy among them were a long stringed instrument strapped to the Lizard's back along with a metal tube of some sort, very small green-ish fungi growing from in-between some of his scales, and a thick belt woven of sharp barbed wire that seemed to cause no hindrance to his movement, pressing against the scales of his waist. "You insult my home and my name, do you expect me to cower in the den like a hatchling!?" Aquila would feel a hot acrid breath as the lizardman practically hissed this at him. "No. I will defend my honor, and if you are a warrior of such pride and skill you will meet me in a stone circle in a duel of flesh on the next sun's rise to defend yours." He slowly pulled his head back some and gave what could only be described as a lizard's smirk before speaking on a lower tone. "Unless you would admit cowardice now. I would not blame you, I've yet to find a significant spine in any of the Skyfallers I've killed."

Sha'Tith was honestly(and unpleasantly) surprised to see yet another Skyfaller here, he twisted his long neck towards the direction of the Terror Knight and Crusader and let a puff of greyish smoke out from his nostrils before speaking generally aloud, not caring who within the group heard. "This is why even between you Skyfallers and the Red Plane, my homeland will never fall. You're to busy fighting yourselves." As he spoke he rose back up to his previous height of over seven feet, still partially hunched.

The plates of Frigus's single armor clad arm rattled some as Ren shoved past him, how rude was it possible for this person to get? He caught his balance but didn't speak any, he simply glanced at Jun and shot them the look of a man 500% done. Soma then came from behind and spoke with Mirri some, then the blind woman came and spoke her piece, when she finished he felt it was his time to add something again. So he hefted his blade and held the end with his other hand. "Wars have been waged by the wielders of these blades. Over light and darkness, 'good' and 'evil'. For years they fought blindly against each other, each convinced that their's was the right path. Do you know what happened in the end?" He paused just long enough to let an idea from in their heads. "They died. And the worlds they ravaged were left in ruins. Thousands of Appentices and Journeymen lead to their deaths because they only acted on their Master's orders. They were only following orders. Have you ever questioned your Master's teachings Mirri? or were you ordered that no one can be redeemed from the darkside?"

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Sha'Tith stood towards the back of the group keeping an eye on Nader while the occasional small whisp of smoke comes out of his nostrils. When the man with the spear came around the corner Sha'Tith hunched a bit lower, reducing his height to just below six feet, he watched the situation unfold from inbetwen the others in front of him.

Frigus looked a Ren for a moment longer before saying "Humph, whatever you need to tell yourself.". He then turned around and walked somewhat closer to Mirri and Jun, just close enough to listen to what was said. Once Jun finished speaking Frigus stepped forward and spoke in a calm, sincere tone to Mirri, "I don't know what your masters told you, but when I gaze on your Heart I see someone not unlike another young woman I know, tormented by grief and pain, lashing out in confusion and anger, but with a great light held within. You have a strong Heart and a stronger will to have held your own for this long. I believe you can overcome this darkness inside, you just need to give yourself the chance to face your demons." By this point he was standing next to Jun and leaning on his drawn Keyblade that was planted into the ground in front of him. "The dead never truly leave us, through our memories they live forever. Now tell me, if you were to end yourself here would there be anyone left to honor the memory of your lost friends?" With this last phrase he hoped it would be enough to pull the young warrior back to reality, he was still preparing himself to attempt to prevent the worst with a Cure spell.

Frigus watched the event unfold in disturbed awe. Specifically this newcomer flying into the middle of it all, attempting to force something onto Satomi, then turning around and raising a dome of earth over Mirri. He decided enough was enough and walked up to Ren. "I don't know who you are or where you're from, but I would suggest you stay out of this from here on out. You've already done enough extra damage." Despite the fact that Frigus was much shorter than Ren they wouldn't be able to shake the feeling they were being talked down to, much like you would to an overly selfrighteous child.

Frigus followed behind most of the group, doing his best to ignore the masses of people around. At one point they got another new arrival but he choose to pay them little mind at this time. A few minutes later another fight broke out between Satomi and Kusuke, he decided to let them sort their own issues out this time as his mind was wandering elsewhere. That is until he felt a surge of anger, grief, and most of all a flash of dark power, he looked over to watch none other than Mirri standing over Satomi and then running off toward a side alley. He decided the others could take care of anyone hurt and that following Mirri...from a safe distance was the best choice.

Sha'Tith continued his glare, shifting back and forth between the two armor figures slowly. "I will not trust an EggSnatcher, but if what this DOCTOR DOOM says is true I will tolerate your existance for now." He then softened his gaze slightly taking the lizard equivalent of crossed arms and a displeased expression.

A large purple skinned lizard-man? With metal plate like armor on his shoulders, arms, and ankles. He rose up from the ground to a hunched height of over seven feet and then spoke in a low growling hiss-like tone. "What...what is the meaning of putting me in this...this giant box?" He started to look around at the other people in the room with a somewhat worried or frantic expression on his face. "With so many of these SkyFallers and LandBurners?" as he says the last part he glares menacingly at Nader and Aquila, the two most near him armored people.

Another girl stepped forward to get a better look at the mass of heroes, she stood at the low end of average height, wore a black and red dress that came down just past her knees, and wielded a glaive(a broad bladed spear like weapon nearly twice her height). "Ya know," She said in comment to the others in her group, "They're looking worse for wear, but obviously me and multiverse man have different definitions of getting you ass handed to you."

"Ah yes" He unclips the small chain from his belt and passes it to Armsmaster, "Once I started looking at the metal made in the lab I noticed that it had somehow already energized itself within seconds of leaving your nanolathe, I left a small piece in your lab for you to examine later, the design I have here uses the energy within to produce a sort of shield against attacks. My last attempt was more powerful, but I believe that was due to having material with a higher energy content. It also only seems to really work when used by someone with powers." He takes the chain back once Armsmaster is done looking at it. "I doubt it would make much difference against a giant monster, but if someone comes at you with a knife or club I think it would help significantly. We can test it when we're done here helping Mirri."

Frigus nodded as Armsmaster finished, "Alright then." He then turned around and went back to finishing what he was working on, a chain of protection. About ten minutes later, he was left with an ornate chain about nine inches long with a small ball on one end, he pressed a finger against the weight to finish the enchantment. The resulting artifact wasn't of as high of a quality as he was used to, though it would get the job done. The idea was to create an aura of force around the wearer, helping to protect them from attacks. The Mythril, artificial though it may have been, helped to maintain the enchantment by fueling it with ambient magic, basically creating a less powerful but constant version of his barrier spell. Afterwards he clipped the chain to his belt and made his way to where Armsmaster and Mirri were working, he did his best to avoid interrupting and simply stood off to the side watching, helping if beckoned in.