Crossing Blades

The Land of Tarantia

a part of Crossing Blades, by Another Lie.

"The open wilds are a dangerous place, monsters, bandits, Lumina Fangs and worst of all, me! Haha!" ~ Naga

Another Lie holds sovereignty over The Land of Tarantia, giving them the ability to make limited changes.
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Setting

The wild and untamed lands of Tarantia, any location where civilization is nowhere to be found fits here. Be it roaming plains, arid desserts or frozen wastelands.

The Land of Tarantia

"The open wilds are a dangerous place, monsters, bandits, Lumina Fangs and worst of all, me! Haha!" ~ Naga

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The Land of Tarantia is a part of Crossing Blades.

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Arn Grimr [2] What is the truth of Martial Arts?
Youmu [1] "Do not rush ahead to meet your destination, revel instead in the journey that will guide you to it."
Teruko Himura [1] "You look at me with scorn, but im a mercenary, what more do you expect? A hero?"
Saruten Himura [1] "All this stuff really is a drag.. can't I nap then help save the world... or whatever?"
Shizuku Masako [1] "If this world is wrong, then I'll be the one to right it."
Kaida Reika [1] "Sacrificing yourself should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own."
Alexander Caldur [1] "I no longer fear death. Or rather, death may be what I seek." WIP
Neil Aramis [1] "Emotions are unnecessary they just cloud your judgement."
Yuki Miyazaki [1] {MWIP}

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Character Portrait: Arn Grimr Character Portrait: Kaori Matsushita Character Portrait: Alexander Caldur Character Portrait: Manji Takezo Character Portrait: Neil Aramis Character Portrait: Yohana Haruna Saiko Character Portrait: Yuki Miyazaki Character Portrait: Kaida Reika Character Portrait: Shizuku Masako Character Portrait: Molan Lassiter Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Ikari Kimidori Character Portrait: Tamashi Kugutsu Character Portrait: Youmu Character Portrait: Teruko Himura Character Portrait: Saruten Himura

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The world of Tarantia.

A peaceful place once, it know a divided nation between three cruel and unkind factions. The King and his new dictator like rule under the crushing weight of his enforcing guard, the Lumina Fangs. An intense criminal population led by the mysterious Naga and his band of thieves, murderers and miscreants... the Black Sparrows. Finally and perhaps the most dangerous of all, the overwhelming army of monstrous creatures led by the urban legend of the crimson eyes maiden that assaults the human towns and cities every Saturday night under the guidance of the blood moon.

Unfazed by the danger... or perhaps more terrified than everyone else. A select group of individuals have been chosen by this Worlds benevolent creator, the almighty Soulstone, to find it and claim its legendary powers as their own. Gifted with the powerful Soul Blades these chosen heroes set out on their journeys with their own goals in mind of what feats they will use this masterful gems power to create. But they are not alone in this quest, groups of humans from around the World have heard tales of these legendary heroes in the making and they seek companionship so that they too might see the Soulstone and discover the truth of their very World. Among these humans there are those whom have the potential to be chosen themselves... though they have yet to discover this power within themselves.

On the demand of the Soulstone during their initial awakening, the Chosen make their way to the city of light, the grand capital of the World. Tier Lumina, where the King, his royal Highness Jurgal Crucible, and his dishonorable Lumina Fang guard is at its most powerful. From their they only hope that the Soulstone will give them a sign as to where they are supposed to go next.

Hearing rumors of the chosen's convergence on the capital city, many humans, those with pre-awakened potential inside of them included head to the capital as well.

Now every one of these unlikely protagonists have finally started to reach their first destination in a journey that will be spoken of for ages to come. Each one holds an ideal close to their and a goal that they wish to complete in their minds... and with their blades they will fight through their quest so that they might accomplish their greatest desires and complete objectives that only a power of true omnipotence could achieve.

This is their story.

A tale of Crossing Blades.

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Character Portrait: Manji Takezo

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-facepalm- I hadn't realized there was more than one setting....Ignore this.

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Character Portrait: Arn Grimr

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Focus. Arn told himself firmly. You have a purpose. He walked through the streets of Tier Lumina nervously. he had never been in a city this large before. Even the smaller towns he had been in during the couple of months away from Ryozanpaku had been a bit of a shock for him, and now he was practically lost in this labyrinth of buildings. it felt to him as though this was one huge test of his resolve. Temptations surrounded him, and the bustle of the crowds kept pushing him around aimlessly. With every nudge, he smiled and apologized. One top of the physical distractions, He could feel the ki of the surrounding people, their emotions making his head fuzzy, and he became somewhat sick. Anger, fear, discontent, desire, greed, joy, sorrow, and more bombarded him. Within thirty minutes of entering the city, Arn had completely lost his sense of direction, and could not recall how he got to his current location.

Needing to get off the street, he ducked into tavern after tavern until he finally found one that did not smell of rotten food or mildew. He took a deep breath and shut out the street behind him. he sat down at the bar, smiling to the girl behind the counter. He did have some money, as he had learned that he needed to earn wages to survive during his travels. So he paid her for a meal of roasted chicken and a cup of wine. Sitting quietly, he listened to the others at the bar. Although he did come here to get off the street, and rest his mind, he did have another reason. He needed information about the Chosen, who were rumored to be gathering in Tier Lumina. Ever since leaving his home, Arn was constantly surprised at how little people knew about the Soulstone. However he soon learned of the Chosen, a relatively new phenomenon that had not reached his home yet. It seemed that they has surfaced shortly after the shadow fell and the fountain ceased flowing. It seemed to all be connected. And thus finding a Chosen had become his new priority. he followed rumors of them gathering at the capital, and had followed suit. He doubted that they would be easy to find, and he had to be careful about believing what he heard as honestly was heartbreakingly not as respected as it was in Ryozanpaku. But he had little choice, and did not want to draw too much attention to himself by asking questions.

His eavsdropping did not bear much at first, but soon the rumors he had followed were backed up. "I hear they are gathering here." Arn barely made out from a couple men a few meters away. Focusing his attention, he tried to block out the other noise. "Yeah, and have you seen any for yourself?" The other asked sarcastically.
"I might have, so you might have as well!"
"Yeah, just like you might have seen the King strolling down the streets in disguise."
"No, it it more than that and you know it!" the first said indignantly. "They don't try to hide, they just look like everyone else!"
"But why would they all be coming here? wouldn't it make more sense for those with their power to be spread out, fighting the creatures elsewhere, instead of gathering at the most well defended city in the world?"
"True, but they are the Chosen. They know things we don't. I am sure there is a reason behind it."
"Awful faithful to the alleged 'Soulstone' aren't you?" The second man replied skeptically.
"Well, there is no proof that it doesn't exist. There has to be a source to the Chosen's power."
"Well if there is a Soulstone, I don't see why it can't just destroy the monsters already."
"Yes, and bring about world peace, and make horses shit gold too, while its at it." The man rolled his eyes.
"Well if it can, I don't see why not."

After that, the conversation drifted more and more, until Arn realized that he wouldn't get any actual information, other than a possible confirmation of his purpose being here. Just as he was about to take leave, and venture out into the unwelcoming street, the girl behind the counter spoke. "Planning on staying the night?" She asked, while taking his empty plate and cup.
"Not quite sure yet." He smiled back. "So is it that obvious that I am not from here?"
"You look like a cat cornered by a pack of dogs, love." She laughed.
He joined her laugh at the joke, and sighed. "Yes, I am not too fond of such a large and crowded place. My home had an all of around 50 people."
"Is that where you got those clothes as well?" she giggled again.
Arn was wearing the same clothes that most at Ryozanpaku wore. A white, sleeveless dougi, black pants, and his gauntlets. "Actually, yes. Is it abnormal?"
"You may want to get some new clothes, love. someone may mistake such a strange character for a Chosen."
"So that is your question." Arn stated flatly. "For someone who tells others how obvious they are, you do not hide your intentions that well. No I am not a Chosen, however, I am looking for them. Why did you want to know if I was one?"
No bothering to hide her disappointment, the girl replied, "Just to see something special. I wanted to be able to tell people that I had met a Chosen. Why are you looking for them?"
"To find out the Truth of the Soulstone." He answered her, fighting off the depression that radiated off of her. not wanting to drag the conversation out, he stood up to leave. but hesitating for a moment, he turned his head towards her. "If I find one, I will suggest that they stay here." He said quietly, walking out into the street with all the anticipation of one who walks into a blizzard.


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Character Portrait: Manji Takezo Character Portrait: Zianro Azura

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The Azure Tankard, one of Tier Lumina's most popular taverns, was as busy as usual dealing with mercenaries and refugees. The Tankard's second in command in the line of management was Lillith Killian (nรฉe Azura), a woman in her late twenties and a mother of one six month old child, and recent widow, as her husband was killed tragically almost two weeks ago during the blood moon night. Her father, Liran Azura, proud founder and owner of the Azure Tankard, was upstairs taking care of the child. His other five daughters, were busy doing their jobs as barmaids of the inn, giving the refugees food and shelter, and on the occasion if eldest sister Lillith was not watching, flirt with the mercenaries. Both Lillith and Liran were mindful of these five as all of the latter's daughters (including the widowed Lillith), were blessed with grace, charm, and beauty.

One mercenary in particular was riding towards the tavern and breathed in the atmosphere of the ever approaching location, which to him would hopefully feel more welcoming then the rest of the city. The whole city felt a bit, stranger to him and he spent his childhood here, what caused the change of atmosphere in the rest of Tier Lumina and why? As he rode he noted the strange looks and glares he had gotten from the King's Lumina Fangs.

"What has gotten into them?" he wondered as he looked behind him towards the gate which he passed through with some difficulty. One of the guards attempted to take his sword and crossbow from him, but he gave them a glare he inherited from his father. It was a look liable to make even the most toughest of men sweat, and he was on his way. He spotted a strange man barging through the guards and actually slicing through them.

"Uhh Obi, we might want to go a bit faster otherwise that fight's liable to get us caught in there too!" The Mercenary stated as he tried to ride but a twinge of guilt passed through him as he sighed and grabbed his Crossbow. "Strike fast and unseen Na'ari's Fang." he thought as he fired at one of the man's pursuers.

"Argh! My knee!" the mercenary looked in shock at his aim and shrugged. "Hey Samurai, once you ditch your welcoming committee come to the Azure Tankard and I'll buy you a drink!" the man shouted to the running samurai as he himself headed for said tavern rounding a corner into the stables of the place. He knew how to get into that stables well. His first job was right here in this very inn. He dismounted and walked into the Tavern.

He breathed in the warm familiar atmosphere of the tavern. He then spotted Lillith and smiled underneath his helm as he walked into the bar. Lillith saw him and sighed with relative disgust at the arrival of another mercenary, and was about to say something when Zianro took the visor covering his face's lower half off. "Hi Sis, heard about brother in law and well, I felt compelled to visit everyone and see how they're doing." Zianro stated in a calm voice.

"Zianro Azura! You idiotic troublemaker! Don't startle me like that!" Lillith replied angrily only to calm down a bit before hugging her youngest sibling over the counter. "You little rascal I missed you. Eight years and no letter."

"Sis, don't scold me, I'm not twelve any more, I'm a full grown man of twenty two and I missed all of-" before Zianro could say more, he felt tackled by five more pairs of arms wanting to hug him, all of the other sisters shouting with glee and happiness at seeing baby brother home.

"Jeez, my sisters have grown...and blossomed?!?!? Holy Crap!" He thought in alarm, and wormed out of there grips before signaling to Lillith to get him a drink, who was almost happy to oblige.

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Character Portrait: Kaori Matsushita

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Ignore this, posted in the wrong place. I didn't heed Syao4500's warning T-T