DreamHunters (Job/ Ezra Aurence, Lester Dunedin, Aera Tylidae)

Job Info:

Another hunt, another day, it seems. Meeting up with my mentor and my other, weaker protege, is a bit of a chore, as I will be resigned to defending the weaker link, while my master either crushes the person into nothing, or just lets us do the work. I would prefer the latter, but you never know. I made my way to Beanstalk after a few days in Alter/Magnolia, dealing with deranged and rather annoying things, though it was nice to have full control over my body for once. Oi! I'm back again, you git, so shut it if you think I'm just going to sit back and be quiet again! Cuff it if you got a problem! Ugh, they're back. Anyway, Beanstalk, came here a long while ago, with someone who seems to have vanished off the face of Fiore, and any other wretched annoying place on this world, so the village struck the Nostalgic cord inside, or it would have if the aggravation hadn't caused it to die before it could return. Before the village could see my sky-walking, I set myself down on the path, making way though the village to the Village townhouse, got the location of the entrance from the Elder, and the key, and made my way down into the tunnels.
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Had he come from clover town? He had been hopping from place to place for jobs that he didn't know where he could take root and call home anymore. The coral of his eyes shone more prominent when a cut of wind cleared any hair from his gaze, this had been the job which Lester would meet with his Mentor and senior mentee. Upon entrance to the village he had wandered streets like a little ivy vine exploring every little area, the village was rather quaint, pretty and the architecture although it wasn't beautiful it had a certain charm of simplicity with their little tent like structures. In the distance he had spotted a figure descending into the depths of the earth. Pace picked up as he steadied the sword at his waist, was that? Yes, halted to a standstill fingers daintily loosened the scarf around his neck,  "Hey! I have the map"   He hadn't known quite what to think of the other, they seemed okay but at the same time they hadn't really interacted much. The paper felt a little light in his hand as the youth presented the map all rolled up with a dainty little bow. He had gotten it earlier from the elderly bookkeeper of the village.
Lester hadn't been sure of the job, combat hadn't been a focus of his past 8 or 9 jobs and his abilities had more of a supportive focus. He had summoned forth the memories of the job, the reward had been larger for capturing the criminal alive right? So perhaps the job had been chosen because he was good with keeping people alive but immobile! Sunflowers bloomed within as the warmth and smile spread to his face, this would go well!

wc: 292

Rolling rolls peeps!
5 Rolls should do the trick on my end.
Aera Tylidae.

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'Monster Dice' :

Also rolling block dice.
A. T.
We all need to roll 9 block dice together, if I understand it right.

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'Block Dice' :

I hadn't noticed before, but my mentor was a cheery-type bloke, on the outside. (Though he absolutely reeked of booze.) My apprentice in arms didn't yet seem to either notice nor mind, but I did slightly, since alcohol never effects me anymore. Another thing, and a small detail I skipped out on, my immortality, and the subsequent suicidal depression that came with it, I have yet to tell my "friends". However, I have told them about Mz. Hyde, the "other me" inside my head, since they'd soon see them anyway. i doubted we were going to get the extra money, on account of my bloodlust, and my Mentor's overall power, which the pressure from his physical presence was astounding, it was almost visible in my eye, however, I ignored it, since it wasn't directed towards me just yet, though it could, if they betrayed me. At this point, we walked for at least a few minutes, finding naught but unending tunnels, as I stood at least a few legs ahead my mentor, and my arm-draped peer. I walked, and walked, and we kept going for more time then I thought, when, after closing my eyes, blinked them open into a forest view. I found it foreboding, for other people. I looked on it, and walked forth, and while I looked, I saw no one around, beyond me. I moved forward, walking into the forest, for a reason that I didn't even understand, and found my way into the brush, fog taking the immediate area, blocking my vision beyond the 20-30 feet in front of me. I waded through the dense brush of this forest, and moved past trees that seemed to move back in front of me, or at the very least, all the trees in the forest grew in a pattern that seemed unlikely. Motion in the forest around me alerted me, and put me on edge, but when the noises finally subsided, I waited for a fair few moments, before changing, since there was no better, nor worse time. I simply shifted the clothes on my back, fairly simple stuff, Just a T-Shirt, sports bra, and jeans, to leather leggings, with an off one shoulder top, and a small leather vest over it. Then, I took to resting against a nearby tree, and extended my senses beyond my sight into my immediate surroundings, and waited for anything to come my way.
WC: 403
TWC: 620/1,166

(When my character closed their eyes, they fell asleep.)

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It had been strange, Ezra, the finest tuned of us all, grew tense, and after a time, unwilling to move forward. It wasn't cowardice, rather an animal instinct type of thing. I stopped about 20 foot paces away from Ezra, and looked around, and the damnedest thing happened. As my eyes adjusted to the forest that surrounded us, the trees around us seemed to move according to our gaze, the trees only parting a fair distance in front, about 20ft. I grew aggravated, grinding my teeth and runes on my arms glowing crimzon. I unsheathed Reaper, my blade, and as it grew red, I slashed out, stretching forwards to cut through all of the trees ahead of me. my blade passed through the trees, and I noted this instantly, as a lack of impact would leave an impression. However, the trees fell anyhow, falling onto the ground with a lack of sound. as my body grew into its phantasmal state, I looked at Ezra, glaring with utter apathy and straight bloodlust, and in my wrath and lust for blood, I said calmly: "Yes, there's something wrong with this place. First, We're in a forest to which we teleported to from underground. Second, no impact with these trees was felt by my blade, even though it hit wood. Third, they fell with no sound, which trees of this magnitude should have caused a far racket. Lastly, there's been a sense of foreboding in this forest to those who feel it, and you were the one to feel it most it seems. My guess is this was a trap set up by the one who we're hunting, and it may include the villagers above. If it does, be warned, I take slights poorly, and there won't be a hell anywhere in any plane which I won't these traitors to, if they are such. So, since you don't want to be stuck here anymore, how about I open a way out. Illusions have always been fragile, in my experience. So, give me but a moment." I moved forward, and began to chant: "When hope is gone, undo this lock, and send me forth on a Moonlit Walk. Release Restraint Level: Zero." I turned back, and said simply: "Prepare yourselves or get out of the way." before muttering quietly "Alas Babylon" as I rose up into the air, I noticed a glint spark up in the distance, and before a sonic speed knife got anywhere close, Darkness enveloped me, and everything within fifty feet of me, and it tore up the illusion, leaving a wretched landscape of eviscerated trees, and a being, standing within it all, both surprised, and annoyed. I fell back to the earth, landing with a resounding thud against the dirt that was there. As I looked up, I noticed him, right in front of my face. I hadn't seen him move, so I jumped back, and pulled the blade out again. I slowed down my perception of time, and let loose the Ten-Slash. I lashed each limb twice, and then the chest twice in a cross pattern. As time returned, the illusion faded back to reality, bringing my eyes to the trickster. He was reeling from the shattering of his realm, but already knew our presence. He readied his blades, and I stood in front of my comrades, sword running down the length of my forearm, ready to kill. I then taunted him a bit, as I pointed my sword straight at him, and said: "If you were a true threat, you would have thought of everything. Prepare to die."
WC:600
TWC:1220/1166

Seeing if we kill him, because we need to.

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