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(1)

[Combat Prompt]
[[After you've decided to hunt the woman down for her reward, you have her cornered in a large 2 story room; the entryway to a mansion perhaps. But in knowing she's being hunted, she stands at the top of the steps confidently.

Pursue?]]

(2)

[Pretty much aftermath of (1) with NPCs]]
[[Still somewhere in the entryway of this mansion, Allura is kneeling in the middle of a blood-splattered rug. Near her is the mangled corpse of a man, whom still has a massive bear trap clamped onto both of his legs. On the railings upstairs, half a man is slumped over the banister, while his other half is a few feet further down the stairs.]]

I didn't... want to kill them...

(3)

[Diplomacy check]]
[[Perhaps a friend, or, some cool guy/gal who's not out for the reward, but you have seen the 'Wanted' and 'Reward' posters for the head of "Princess Alicia". She looks exactly the same as Allura here. Or maybe you know she's the Princess? Or maybe you've simply seen her and those bloody traps in action! Discuss.]]

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[Setting down a cup of tea for Allura, Lena sat down in front of her.]

Was there anything you wanted to tell me, Allura? About the whole, well, arm thing?

A-ah... that. It appears when the fiend's power manifests. Whenever there's... a good chance to steal a fearful soul...

[[At least she manages to stammer out that much before dodging eye contact again.]]

Hmmm I see. It's something that's haunting you, isn't it? [Taking a sip of her own tea, she sighed.]

Are you worried that something bad will happen with it here?

I'm... always worried about it. I really want to try to make good use of it, but, I can still feel him sometimes... The Fiend...

Is it like a presence? That won't go away I mean.

Ah-... y-yes... something like that I believe. Even coming here... I still feel him trying to order me around.

Maybe he did come... I still have that power... to kill...

Possibly. But you know you don't need to let him control your actions at all. You can still do good here.

I'm going to try to... I just... hope that... what it does... will be good for people.

[[She hasn't thought about the actual practical applications of traps in mass combat, or, combat with allies who don't die!]]

Hopefully. Although you know, Allura, relying just on the traps will get harder and harder to time them in a live combat session against more than one or three people.

Want me to teach you how a Otome performs?

But... that's all I know how to do...

[[Wait... what's this... an offer to help...?]]

How an O- Otome fights?

Performs. It's called a performance, and it's, I suppose more elegant than a fight strictly speaking.

I can teach you how to perform in any situation.

Ah... al-alright... I'll give it a try...

All right. I'll show you how it's done.

[[Waiting for the lesson, miss ladypants.]]

Otome use style and grace when they're in a performance. Every blow is measured, and elegant in nature. But it also lends to their own personal style of performing.

Close in, at range, all of it.

So... So I should try dancing then? Instead of running away... I could... do that and not have to use this power?

[[Or, inversely, performing AND using that power. Dance of Death?]]

Dancing is a part of it, but we'll get right to it. I'll be in the loosest manner, teaching you how to fight close in and then use your traps in succession.

[Just. Staring.]

What happened here?

Ahh! Please! D-don't come near me! I... don't want to kill you too!

You are making little sense to my ears. I'll remain where I stand, but I do want to know what happened here.

[[That's an interesting way to speak.]]

I killed these people... Because they came after me... And because of this power. [[There is still a draconic glove around her arm.]]

Why did they come after you? And...what power does that bestow?

Everyone is different. They think I killed my father... a king. Or they simply want the bounty on my head.

[[Oh god, he's asking about that...]] It... allows me to trap... and kill... The people who die... have their souls given to the devil!

...Bounty hunters.

[Spoken with no small amount of disgust in his voice.]

Given to the devil, you say?

[[She nods silently. Believe that she's not pleased with that either.]]

This was forced on me... It's... give others to him, or, give my own. And... and I have things I need to know before then...

[Well, if she's acting in self defense at least...]

Such as?

Why my father was assassinated, and why I was accused by someone who calls herself my step-mother...

An interesting disregard for the lives of this world's inhabitants. Does Thor, perhaps, think that the benefits outweigh the risks?

[ Woah, where did he come from? Wilhelm is clearly talking about her, but is not speaking to her directly. The immaculately well-dressed male looks very out of place with all of this carnage in the background. ]

[[WOAH WAT? This guy... does not look like good news in the slightest!]]

S-stay back! I don't want to... [[The dragon glove on her arm is glowing again.I suppose there'd be a 'detect magic' check here, if there was one to be had!]]

[ Ahh, yes, "red eyes take warning." That doesn't even begin to describe Wilhelm, as her glove begins growing, he doesn't even glance at it. No sign of being intimidated, worried, or concern for the potential to be harmed. Rather, he finally turns to face her. ]

To feel the life of another slip through your fingers, the blood pouring out... It frightens you, and yet, it intoxicates you. Am I not correct?

[ Wilhelm crosses his hands behind his back at the wrist, and casually surveys her handiwork. ]

Are you perhaps bewildered? A wildfire consumes all in its path, and yet it is essential to the cycle of death and rebirth. You seem fearful now, but you and I both know that could be so much more.

I don't do this because I want to! I... I just don't want to die!

Sometimes it takes more to stop them... and this power gets stronger... and gives me more to stop them with. But...

I don't want to! I don't want to have to kill these people! I want to stop! But... I'm not allowed to...

You aren't allowed to, you say?

[ Wilhelm's eyes narrow, studying her. Well, that's interesting. ]

I could offer you a way out. An escape from an endless cycle of death and rebirth. All I would ask for in return is for you to give up your own flesh. And in doing so, I will allow you to ascend to a higher plane of existence. A being that transcends time and space itself. The flesh of my flesh.

That's... that's the same thing!

I don't want that! I don't want to die either!

[[It's nothing special, just your everyday GIANT bear trap that's about to snap around Wilhelm's shins.]]

It would only be temporary.

[ Wilhelm looks down just to see it snap close. His legs seamlessly fall off, but... there's no blood, and Wilhelm doesn't fall down. Rather, he floats there, a faint light emanating from the severed shins, before the they disappear. ]

Hmm.

[ Wilhelm hums curiously, and dematerializes, only to rematerialized a few feet away from where he was standing, his shins fully intact, and completely unharmed. ]

An interesting trick. But do not worry. In time, you will either die, or wish for death, and you will reconsider my offer.

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