Thread: Blood of Legends ((Kiandra&Mephilis))

I want a rematch... Thyverian said as he stood up, it was clear he did not like being attacked while he was talking. Another time, perhaps, after you have seen some real combat. Manus said as he grinned at the younger male, impressed that he would want to fight again. Looking over at the female, and watching Seylians surprise as he noticed she was there, he grinned. She was one of the very few people that he allowed to know his real name... thanks to Menis that list had gotten a little larger, most only knew him by his callsign, 'Shadow Legion'. A name he earned from his ability to not only blend in with shadows, mut meld with them and manipulate them. When one operation had went poorly early in his career, Manus had summoned an army of shadows to fight back a large force, earning him his title. I did not think you would forget, how many men have bound you in shadows? That line made the other males a little uncomfortable, they had all taken something of a liking to the female, but it seemed she might already be with someone. Menis felt the most awkward, considering it was his older brother. Well... anyways... Melorn finally interjected, deciding to speak before Manus and Cylesta started ripping each other's clothes off. Like I said, we also have a big brother, Cylesta was sent to pick up the slack from you all being new, Legion here is to oversee the Op, and grade you all. Manus was one of the higher ranking Predator agents, and one of the first since the Ro'Kha did not exist until after the civil war. Yes, and heres hoping you all do well, because I hate paperwork, and I respect Commander Melorn and would hate to have to overrule his choices. Basically meaning, if they did not do well, they would be split up and sent to new squads. It was not normal for a commander to pick nothing but rookies for a new squad, so the higher-ups where concerned about Melorn's choice. If Manus is our big brother, who is our overwatch? Seylian asked, taking a few steps from the female. By that time a loud roaring sound could be heard from above them. Melorn would simply point up, looking up, they would see a large airship moving down toward them. The military cannot divert too many resources to fighting bandits, but they do offer help in case things go badly. melorn said, haivng to yell as the roar of the ship grew loader. Airships in this world were powered back magic infused crystals, every ship kept a compliment of magi on board to keep it working properly. Weaponrmy typically ranged from large ballistae to gunpowder canons. This particular ship also possessed some of the experimental arcane canons, that fired magic rather than metal. As the ship got low, a rope fell toward the group, a single figure slid down. From a distance one might make out that it was female. Upon reaching the ground, she was easily recognized by her signature grey armor. It was Tigra, the daughter of the late Tigron. She had worked her way up the military latter from the day it was first erected. She wore sleek grey armor, and moved like the wind, which earned her the title, 'Grey Ghost'. One her back where a greatsword and a large spear crossed in an X-formation. These where her father's weapons, one might think she was a bit too small two wield both of these at once. I am sure the grey Ghost needs little introduction, but she will be commanding our Overwatch, and will be on standby if things go sour. Pulling out a wrist band, she handed it toward the nearest person, which was Thyverian, This is a MagCom, it uses a magical resonance to allow two way communication, use it to let me know if we are needed. Thyverian raised his hand to decline it, I have no magical connection! He called out, she then offered it up for grabs. Can any of you use magic!?