Over the entirety of this week, Juliet had been travelling from city to city in Fiore. While she was typically a bit of a homebody, the mage had been overcome with a desire to see more of the nation she had chosen to protect for now. On account of this, Juliet was on this self imposed pilgrimage of sorts. She ventured to each town and would patrol for a little while, taking time to see the sights and talk to local people. Thankfully, these places seemed to have a very low crime rate. Any thugs that caused trouble were easily thrown out of the bars or establishment where they tried to start a fight. For these reasons, Juliet's adventures had been extraordinarily peaceful. Up until now. She was walking alongside the cobblestone road which led back to Oak Inn, where she was staying, when a horrendous scream broke the silence of the evening air. Immediately, she turned her head in the direction of the sound, breaking out into a sprint as she dashed forwards. "Hello? Is everything alright?" It had come from this house- she was sure of it.
Breaking through the door, Juliet made her way through the dark room and up the stairs with an urgency propelling her limbs. From above, she heard sobbing on the second story. Opening the rooms willy nilly on the landing led her to the heartbreaking scene of a woman holding what could have been her daughter, sister, wife, maybe mother- they looked to be roughly the same age, but it was dark and perhaps difficult to tell. "The- a thing came through the window- and killed her-" Juliet had trouble understanding the woman through her crying, but she saw the broken window and immediately leaped towards it, forcing herself through. Rolling over to land on the ground unharmed, she stared at the area around her. Someone was here- or had been here recently. "Whoever did this, reveal yourself!" She called out to the darkness, an axe materializing in her hand. Around her throat, her golden collar glowed, and the crest on her back activated, hidden out of sight but empowering her breathing. Juliet exhaled a thin mist of of magic, her eyes still darting around, searching for the culprit of this murder. If they wouldn't come out, she would hunt them. But it would be easier if they were willing to pick a fight.
403 Post, 403 Juliet, 403 Total
- Stuff:
- HP and MP Full, Speed: 93m/s, Strength: 30HP, Magic Sensory: 150m
Spells Active:
Name: Virtue
Rank: C
Requip Type: Weapon
Grade: Normal
Requip Damage: 14 HP
Range: 30 Meters
Speed: 30 Meters per Second
Duration: 5 Posts
Description: Juliet's axe, which she calls Virtue, may be requipped at will. She may only ever summon it into one of her hands or arms. It has the appearance of an average axe, with a dark stained wooden handle and metal head. On one side of the head are painted three horizontal red marks, along with three rotating red tomoe on the section across from it.
Name: Honor
Rank: C
Requip Type: Armor
Grade: Normal
Requip Durability: 180 HP
Range: Self
Speed: Self
Duration: 5 Posts
Downside: Sacrificing range and speed for 50% requip durability
Description: Juliet's golden collar, from her original formal outfit she wore the night she was kidnapped. Even though the actual one she had back then was lost, this magical replica reminds her that family and relationships are precious and time is fleeting. It can protect from a small amount of damage before being broken.
Name: Breath of Sanctum
Rank: C
Category: Defensive
Type: Single Target
Durability: 270 HP
Range: 60 Meters
Speed: 60 Meters per Second
Duration: 5 Posts
Downside: -50% Spell Range for 25% Spell Durability, -50% Spell Speed for +25% Spell Durability
Description: Juliet exhales a fine mist of magic that she may use in two different ways. It can reform into a shield to surround an ally's body, protecting from damage. During this time, she can also direct the mist to increase character speed by 55%.
