Moose, therefore Canadian.
There are plenty of Slavic people in Canada.
Threads Of Destiny(Eastern Fantasy, Sequel to Forge of Destiny)
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There are plenty of Slavic people in Canada.
Ryumancer
Dragons Are Romance
Clearly, we just need maple syrup and hockey, and the trifecta will be complete!
- Location
- Third planet from the star named Sol
- Pronouns
- He/They
Moose is literally just the American word for a subfamily of deer. Elk is the European word.
That is a moose. The specific species is the Mid-Siberian Elk.
That's not a moose,Moose is literally just the American word for a subfamily of deer. Elk is the European word.
That is a moose. The specific species is the Mid-Siberian Elk.
That's a moose:
LucidProp
Pocky Eating MafiaDoka
The Great Spirit of Canadian Industry?
I'm imagining that Ling Qi will put far more effort in engaging Jaromila and practically ignore her barbarian husband because she doesn't really consider him a diplomatic target. And Jaromila who's from a matriarcal culture will think Ling Qi is a staunch traditionalist. But then it turns out Jaromila is a bit of radical progressive among the Ice Witches, as befits the Emissary to a people they've historically been hostile towards. So seeing Meng Dan passively standing there smiling like an idiot she'll subtly suggest to Ling Qi of all people to let men have more power in relationships. Which will not go over well at all with Ling Qi, further cementing Jaromila's suspicion. And thus the concept of culture clash enters the story.
Meanwhile Gan Guangli and the husband will have a Dawn/Spring Sun moment, instantly becoming bros and bridging the millennia years old gap between Imperials and Cloud Tribesmen.
Meanwhile Gan Guangli and the husband will have a Dawn/Spring Sun moment, instantly becoming bros and bridging the millennia years old gap between Imperials and Cloud Tribesmen.
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Metal and Mud
AN: And here we have a short and fun little commission taking place back in Forge
"Ho there Senior Brother Shen!"
A booming voice rang out, scattering birds and stirring the leaves. Atop a fallen log in the midst of a swampy field, Shen Hu jerked awake. All around him mud vibrated with the vibration of Lanhua's warning growl. Blinking groggily, Shen Hu turned his head, with a wet sucking sound as he pushed his neck free of the mud.
There at the edge of the field was a guy in fancy white and gold armor. His metal boots sunk deep into the wet earth, and his hands were clad in imposing gauntlets of thick metal that looked more like the business end of a battering ram. He was also grinning like a kid and waving jauntily with one of them, and that kinda ruined the threat.
Shen Hu frowned, this was the second time in as many weeks somebody had interrupted his meditation. "Who're you? I moved off from the farms."
That had been kinda embarrassing. Lanhua burbled an apology, but he dismissed it. His girl didn't sense people like humans did, it was his fault for letting himself sleep for so long. His frown deepened then though. "And how d'you know my name?"
He didn't recognize this guy, and he'd called him Senior Brother, so he must be a rookie disciple.
The boy brought his fist against his chest with a loud crash that made Shen Hu wince as Lanhua 'stood' forming legs under her mass to raise them from the log. Even then he was just eye level with the other guy. What a giant. Just like that girl, what were they feeding this year's disciples?
"I am Gan Guangli! Attendant and retainer to Lady Cai! Miss Ling, my associate mentioned you to our Lady!" the boy, Gan Guangli boomed, grinning brightly.
Shen Hu's eyes widened a little. Cai, that was a big deal. The Duchess' daughter was here? Crap, crap, had he offended her somehow? Attention from the bosses was usually bad. Taxmen and inspectors. He could imagine his father's exasperated sigh. He'd never had a head for fancy stuff. "Oh, uh, greetings then, Sir Gan," he said stiffly, stepping forward out of Lanhua's bulk and dropping to the ground to awkwardly bow. "Uh, what did her ladyship need with me?"
Gan Guangli laughed cheerfully. "You misunderstand Senior Brother, I am here on my own business, I merely overheard my colleague speak of you."
"Oh," Shen Hu felt relief. "What's the problem then?"
"No problem at all! I had merely hoped that you would be interested in a friendly duel! There are few enough fellows of the third realm to spar with in the Outer Sect," Gan Guangli said, spreading his arms wide.
Shen hu blinked and straightened up, already feeling a grin crawl onto his face. Thought of propriety and heiresses vanished before the promise of a good duel. "Yeah, I'm up for a fight," he said immediately, studying this Gan guy closer now. He was third realm, but he was fresh to it, Shen hu could tell, didn't even have an attuned domain weapon yet. Still, not exactly a push over, metal and mountain, he'd be a tough nut to crack. "Did you want to do this now?" he asked eagerly.
Now it was Gan Guangli who blinked in surprise, his smile briefly shrinking. It returned full force a bare second later as the boy brought his gauntlets together with a crash and let out a booming laugh. "So eager! How could I turn down such manly spirit! Certainly we can duel now if you like."
Lanhua rumbled above him, and Shen Hu's grin widened. This was great, he hadn't had a good duel in nearly a year, he needed to shake the rust off for the tournament. In his dantian, a lazy swirl of energy swirled and he felt eyes open behind his own, awoken by the beat of his heart "Alright then! I'll leave out the domain weapon. You gonna bring out your spirit, or is it a stealthy type?"
It'd be weird if so, but he'd seen stranger contrasting partners.
Something behind Gan Guangli's smile changed. "I am afraid I do not have a bound spirit, Senior Brother, but by all means the both of you can come at me!"
Shen Hu frowned though, and raised his hand, gesturing Lanhua back. She rumbled in disappointment. "Nah, that wouldn't be fair and this is friendly. You should really get a spirit though, it's not good to fight alone."
Gan Guangli frowned for a second, looking like he wanted to say something. Shen Hu wondered what the problem was. The other boy shook his head, falling into a fighting stance. "I will take your advice Senior Brother," he said solemnly.
Shen Hu shrugged, spreading his feet and raising his hands into his own stance. It was no skin off his nose either way. "Three count?"
His opponent chuckled. "Very well. One."
"Two," they said together as Lanhua ambled back.
"Three."
Shen Hu exploded into motion, his bare feet hardly touching the mucky ground as he rushed the armored boy, bearskin loincloth flapping and black crystals forming across his hands and forearms. Gan Guangli shifted his stance, squaring his shoulders and bracing himself as a white half helm shimmered into existence, leaving his face in shadow.
A dozen probing strikes by diamond talons thrust out in the blink of an eye, reaching for gaps in gleaming armor, and met with wide sweeping blocks by thick arms clad in multiple kilograms of enhanced steel. The wind whipped up in the wake of their blows sending water rippling and leaves rustling. The clearing filled with the screech of diamond on steel and glowing sparks erupted and fell to die in the mud at their feet.
A battering ram fist swung for his temple and Shen Hu bent backwards, letting it whistle past his nose, and a column of earth ripped up from between his feet to crash into Gan Guangli's stomach and shove him back. Shen Hu straightened up, resetting his stance as the two of them sized one another up.
Shen Hu caught the gathering glow between plates of polished steel and raised his arms defensively as Gan Guangli barrelled forward, aglow with metallic qi. He was growing, already he'd put on another half meter of height. Shen Hu swept a leg across the ground and muddy earth rippled outward, a half meter high roil up mud rising up under thundering feet to trip and obstruct as he fell back. His opponents feet crashed through splashing through mud, but Shen Hu caught the tiny slip where one foot fell behind the other, disrupting the charge for just a moment.
His backward momentum vanished as the mud under his feet sunk inward and then popped upward, launching him forward in a low crouch. Shen Hu grit his teeth as his shoulders struck the leg guards wrapping his arms around the giants knees and heaved.
Gan Guangli let out a startled shout, his arms windmilling in the air as his own momentum combined with Shen Hu's lift sent him toppling forward, face down in the muddy field. He struck with a wet crash as ShenHu hit the ground rolling and bounced back to his feet.
To his credit Gan was already rolling over, mud dripping from his glowing armor. Shen Hu wasn't going to make it easy for him though, sliding forward on flows of mud, Shen Hu brought his foot down on the other boy's gut with a muffled boom as the ground beneath cratered, and metal screamed on diamond as he caught the boy's fists on his forearms with a grunt of effort. He could feel bruises forming under his armor as the impacts rippled through his body, ringing in his ears like the shockwaves of an explosion.
Shen Hu raised his foot again for another stomp as the sucking mud dragged Gan Guangli deeper into the field, only for his vision to explode into stars as his meditation log struck him full across the body, bark gleaming like white adamant. Skidding backward from the impact and blinking away stars Shen Hu saw the spike embedded in the log, attached to one of his opponent's gauntlets by a gleaming chain.
He gathered qi in his arms as it flew toward him, his claws lengthening into meter long swords of crystal that carved through enhanced bark and left the bisected log to hurtle past him and crash to earth.
Across from him Gan Guangli stood, metal armor gleaming despite the stains of mud.
Shen Hu grinned, tasting a touch of iron on his lips. "Heh, good shot."
"You as well," Gan Guangli chuckled, flicking his wrist to draw the spiked chain back into his gauntlet. "You are a more tricky foe than I anticipated, Senior Brother!"
This was what Sect life was supposed to be like, Shen Hu mused wistfully. Testing wits and mettle against your fellow disciples. Improving. Growing.
He was looking forward to the tournament.
"Ho there Senior Brother Shen!"
A booming voice rang out, scattering birds and stirring the leaves. Atop a fallen log in the midst of a swampy field, Shen Hu jerked awake. All around him mud vibrated with the vibration of Lanhua's warning growl. Blinking groggily, Shen Hu turned his head, with a wet sucking sound as he pushed his neck free of the mud.
There at the edge of the field was a guy in fancy white and gold armor. His metal boots sunk deep into the wet earth, and his hands were clad in imposing gauntlets of thick metal that looked more like the business end of a battering ram. He was also grinning like a kid and waving jauntily with one of them, and that kinda ruined the threat.
Shen Hu frowned, this was the second time in as many weeks somebody had interrupted his meditation. "Who're you? I moved off from the farms."
That had been kinda embarrassing. Lanhua burbled an apology, but he dismissed it. His girl didn't sense people like humans did, it was his fault for letting himself sleep for so long. His frown deepened then though. "And how d'you know my name?"
He didn't recognize this guy, and he'd called him Senior Brother, so he must be a rookie disciple.
The boy brought his fist against his chest with a loud crash that made Shen Hu wince as Lanhua 'stood' forming legs under her mass to raise them from the log. Even then he was just eye level with the other guy. What a giant. Just like that girl, what were they feeding this year's disciples?
"I am Gan Guangli! Attendant and retainer to Lady Cai! Miss Ling, my associate mentioned you to our Lady!" the boy, Gan Guangli boomed, grinning brightly.
Shen Hu's eyes widened a little. Cai, that was a big deal. The Duchess' daughter was here? Crap, crap, had he offended her somehow? Attention from the bosses was usually bad. Taxmen and inspectors. He could imagine his father's exasperated sigh. He'd never had a head for fancy stuff. "Oh, uh, greetings then, Sir Gan," he said stiffly, stepping forward out of Lanhua's bulk and dropping to the ground to awkwardly bow. "Uh, what did her ladyship need with me?"
Gan Guangli laughed cheerfully. "You misunderstand Senior Brother, I am here on my own business, I merely overheard my colleague speak of you."
"Oh," Shen Hu felt relief. "What's the problem then?"
"No problem at all! I had merely hoped that you would be interested in a friendly duel! There are few enough fellows of the third realm to spar with in the Outer Sect," Gan Guangli said, spreading his arms wide.
Shen hu blinked and straightened up, already feeling a grin crawl onto his face. Thought of propriety and heiresses vanished before the promise of a good duel. "Yeah, I'm up for a fight," he said immediately, studying this Gan guy closer now. He was third realm, but he was fresh to it, Shen hu could tell, didn't even have an attuned domain weapon yet. Still, not exactly a push over, metal and mountain, he'd be a tough nut to crack. "Did you want to do this now?" he asked eagerly.
Now it was Gan Guangli who blinked in surprise, his smile briefly shrinking. It returned full force a bare second later as the boy brought his gauntlets together with a crash and let out a booming laugh. "So eager! How could I turn down such manly spirit! Certainly we can duel now if you like."
Lanhua rumbled above him, and Shen Hu's grin widened. This was great, he hadn't had a good duel in nearly a year, he needed to shake the rust off for the tournament. In his dantian, a lazy swirl of energy swirled and he felt eyes open behind his own, awoken by the beat of his heart "Alright then! I'll leave out the domain weapon. You gonna bring out your spirit, or is it a stealthy type?"
It'd be weird if so, but he'd seen stranger contrasting partners.
Something behind Gan Guangli's smile changed. "I am afraid I do not have a bound spirit, Senior Brother, but by all means the both of you can come at me!"
Shen Hu frowned though, and raised his hand, gesturing Lanhua back. She rumbled in disappointment. "Nah, that wouldn't be fair and this is friendly. You should really get a spirit though, it's not good to fight alone."
Gan Guangli frowned for a second, looking like he wanted to say something. Shen Hu wondered what the problem was. The other boy shook his head, falling into a fighting stance. "I will take your advice Senior Brother," he said solemnly.
Shen Hu shrugged, spreading his feet and raising his hands into his own stance. It was no skin off his nose either way. "Three count?"
His opponent chuckled. "Very well. One."
"Two," they said together as Lanhua ambled back.
"Three."
Shen Hu exploded into motion, his bare feet hardly touching the mucky ground as he rushed the armored boy, bearskin loincloth flapping and black crystals forming across his hands and forearms. Gan Guangli shifted his stance, squaring his shoulders and bracing himself as a white half helm shimmered into existence, leaving his face in shadow.
A dozen probing strikes by diamond talons thrust out in the blink of an eye, reaching for gaps in gleaming armor, and met with wide sweeping blocks by thick arms clad in multiple kilograms of enhanced steel. The wind whipped up in the wake of their blows sending water rippling and leaves rustling. The clearing filled with the screech of diamond on steel and glowing sparks erupted and fell to die in the mud at their feet.
A battering ram fist swung for his temple and Shen Hu bent backwards, letting it whistle past his nose, and a column of earth ripped up from between his feet to crash into Gan Guangli's stomach and shove him back. Shen Hu straightened up, resetting his stance as the two of them sized one another up.
Shen Hu caught the gathering glow between plates of polished steel and raised his arms defensively as Gan Guangli barrelled forward, aglow with metallic qi. He was growing, already he'd put on another half meter of height. Shen Hu swept a leg across the ground and muddy earth rippled outward, a half meter high roil up mud rising up under thundering feet to trip and obstruct as he fell back. His opponents feet crashed through splashing through mud, but Shen Hu caught the tiny slip where one foot fell behind the other, disrupting the charge for just a moment.
His backward momentum vanished as the mud under his feet sunk inward and then popped upward, launching him forward in a low crouch. Shen Hu grit his teeth as his shoulders struck the leg guards wrapping his arms around the giants knees and heaved.
Gan Guangli let out a startled shout, his arms windmilling in the air as his own momentum combined with Shen Hu's lift sent him toppling forward, face down in the muddy field. He struck with a wet crash as ShenHu hit the ground rolling and bounced back to his feet.
To his credit Gan was already rolling over, mud dripping from his glowing armor. Shen Hu wasn't going to make it easy for him though, sliding forward on flows of mud, Shen Hu brought his foot down on the other boy's gut with a muffled boom as the ground beneath cratered, and metal screamed on diamond as he caught the boy's fists on his forearms with a grunt of effort. He could feel bruises forming under his armor as the impacts rippled through his body, ringing in his ears like the shockwaves of an explosion.
Shen Hu raised his foot again for another stomp as the sucking mud dragged Gan Guangli deeper into the field, only for his vision to explode into stars as his meditation log struck him full across the body, bark gleaming like white adamant. Skidding backward from the impact and blinking away stars Shen Hu saw the spike embedded in the log, attached to one of his opponent's gauntlets by a gleaming chain.
He gathered qi in his arms as it flew toward him, his claws lengthening into meter long swords of crystal that carved through enhanced bark and left the bisected log to hurtle past him and crash to earth.
Across from him Gan Guangli stood, metal armor gleaming despite the stains of mud.
Shen Hu grinned, tasting a touch of iron on his lips. "Heh, good shot."
"You as well," Gan Guangli chuckled, flicking his wrist to draw the spiked chain back into his gauntlet. "You are a more tricky foe than I anticipated, Senior Brother!"
This was what Sect life was supposed to be like, Shen Hu mused wistfully. Testing wits and mettle against your fellow disciples. Improving. Growing.
He was looking forward to the tournament.
- Location
- The Star Kingdom of Manticore
Ahh Shen Hu. I am sure you will grow beautifully with your time in the sect.
Just a reminder Ling Qi could have been present to leer observe.
Six would be ashamed of the thread's priorities.
Six would be ashamed of the thread's priorities.
EternalObserver
eYe Gaze baCk
- Location
- The Void
In case people are wondering when this takes place
[] After hearing of your encounter in the woods, Gan Guangli announced that he wanted to challenge the strange boy. You... might be interested in watching.
It was in the aftermath of Ling Qi's first meeting with Shen Hu way back in Forge. Right around a week after. Ling Qi could've decided to spectate the fight in one of her socials
[] After hearing of your encounter in the woods, Gan Guangli announced that he wanted to challenge the strange boy. You... might be interested in watching.
It was in the aftermath of Ling Qi's first meeting with Shen Hu way back in Forge. Right around a week after. Ling Qi could've decided to spectate the fight in one of her socials
NoxOfUmbra
Shadow of the night
- Location
- Colombia, South América
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
... painwhy do you make me suffer so much?
- Location
- The Star Kingdom of Manticore
We haven't seen him fight yet, so we don't know how swole he has gotten. But I give him very good odds of getting into the inner sect, the question is if he can get third or higher. That's the mandate MOM gave him. That's a lot tougher to answer. He would need a decent bracket but I think he will get there.
EternalObserver
eYe Gaze baCk
- Location
- The Void
mmmmm...
It seems like back then, GG was very reluctant on getting himself a bound spirit (for backstory-related reasons), which may partly explain why he didn't have one back then.
- Location
- Colorado
Last we heard he somehow had a full stage advantage over his closest rivals. If he can't make top 3 with an advantage like that he deserves to get kicked out of our club. Personally I'm hoping for a Gan Guangli vs Xiao Fen final match. and for Lu Feng to just barely make top 8 before getting wrecked by one of those 2 or the Han bros.
- Location
- New Brunswick, NJ
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
I think last we heard GG was Green 2 and Bronze 3? Or maybe he was full third stage? Point is, I expect him to meet Han Jian in the finals. He should be fine.
I suspect his dad got rekt by his local spirit their lord didn't bother equipping or preparing them for and after the fight the spiritual scars drove his dad to alcoholism.
Guangli couldn't hold any trust for a spirit until he met his sun spirit friend who gave him back his fighting spirit (who has a secret mission to troll Six as part of the Sun/Moon rivalry)
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EternalObserver
eYe Gaze baCk
- Location
- The Void
Yeah, that's pretty much what I suspect too. It gave GG an overall mixed feelings towards spirits as well as authorities.
- Location
- latvia
Yup and then there where surge of comisions.
- Location
- Third planet from the star named Sol
- Pronouns
- He/They
I will continue to be salty that, every time we had opportunity to learn more about GG, there was kicking and screaming that he was he was boring and uninteresting.
- Location
- scrabbling
an action for a cai character every week. don't talk to me about kicking and screaming.