RAVEN BRANWEN Location the RWBYverse, Remnant-Mistral, Secret Camp of the Branwen Tribe: Raven's Personal Tent
In a stereotypical, bandit camp. Filled with bandits of various styles. In the same brown color theme. Tents allover the campsite, surrounded by a large wooden fence, covered with spikes. A huge hull of crates, and other goods, from raid done by small towns. Towns, not under the protection of the devils, prinnies, and white fang. Especially with all the events that has happened on the Remnant. The devils and their resources, has made things hard for the bandit tribe. In fact the bandits, were getting more annoyed with their leader, that didn't allowed them to move. Claiming, that the area close by Neo Anima, was the most safest and bountiful spot on Remnant. This pissed off all the bandits, since all these days and raids, were more like a quick heist. They weren't allowed to cause much chaos, and play with the women. It was starting to affect the morale of the bandits...and bandits, aren't that loyal, when their denied their desires. Even the second-in-command, Vernal. Vernal is a young woman with tan-colored skin, short brown hair and icy blue eyes. The most trusted of the tribe chief. She has a tattoo of a bird rising from flowers on her left arm. Wearing a light brown vest with dark brown panels on the top and a dark brown buckled strap on the back, over a torn white shirt that was partially unbuttoned revealing what appeared to be a black bra, alongside a collar that appears to be slightly turned up behind her neck. Vernal wears a maroon-colored jeans with the right side rolled up to her thigh revealing the dark pink lining alongside a brown belt with a pouch attached to the right side. She also has dark brown calf guards with one having a garter styled strap that went under her rolled-up pant leg. A pair of beige and dark brown lace-up boots with folded over sides, showing over the white lining accompanied by a pair of maroon socks that partially covered her calf guards, lastly she wears a pair of dark brown, misshapen fingerless gloves. Vernal, was desperately trying to keep control of everyone in the tribe. As she looked over at the Chief Tent, with a look of worry. The last months, their tribe was facing, and Raven has been silent, as Vernal order the morons around the camp. To get ready for a new raid...
Meanwhile with the Chief of the Branwen Tribe. She was inside the chieftain tent, was her. The Chieft of the Branwen Tribe, Raven Branwen. Sitting cross-legged on some cushions, scattered around her tent. Her looks are very similar to Yang, her daughter. As they share the same facial shape and long, bushy hair. However, Raven's hair is jet black, her eyebrows are a little bit higher, her complexion is significantly lighter and slight age lines are under her eyes. Her hair is tied by a red bandanna and loosely done up in a ponytail with the ends resembling curved black feathers. A cowlick can be seen protruding from the top of her head, similar to that of her daughter's.
As for Raven's outfit, it consisted of a V neck black and red kimono top with a black pleated skirt that has black shorts underneath, with series of beaded necklaces. She also wears a red obi sash around her waist alongside a red tasset wrapped around her waist that carries her weapon's sheath. Attached to it is a long black object that is either fur or feathers, with a red and white bandana material like hanging from behind her. Her forearms bear red armored gauntlets that protrude outwards and black fingerless gloves. She wore black mid-thigh high boots that had armor plating with red splatter patterns. She was sighing in this year much has changed in the world. Taking out a pipe, to smoke some calming herbs and tobacco, breathing out a ring of smoke. Calming herself to think, these devils have done much more, than any other person on the world. They were eliminating all Grimms, and actually making changes on the world. Cause of this she, moved her tribe, as close to Neo Anima.
While keeping the tribe, hidden and far away enough to eliminate all threats. She and her tribe can take all spoil. It would be a great strategy, especially when some of "Her" cronies come. Just like Tyrian and Hazel, that news in the underworld was that they'd died. She suspected it was the devils doing. But what she'd didn't plan for, was the lack of bounty and spoils for her men. The largest towns, around the area were under the constant watch over the white fang guards, and a couple of devils. She, took another drag from her pipe. Breathing out more smoke, Raven, she was planning to get some of the special weapons and secrets of the Neo Anima, devils. In order to strengthen the tribe, and she might be able fight back. Finally she found a possible hope, against Salem. These devils, were possible solution, that Ozpin has always lied to her, and her former team. Another sigh, escaped her lips, as she was about to take another puff, a explosion engulfed her!!!
ATTACK ON THE BRANWEN TRIBE Location the Branwen Tribe Campsite
All around the bandit camp, was under assault by the devils. Prinnies, were beating the bandit grunts, with bats, along with serrated knifes, slashing apart the bandits. Others being shot by light purple bolts, from the prinnies' guns. Nekomata, rush straight at the gun wielding bandits. Being crushed by the strikes of their touki infused fists. Utterly overwhelming all in the camp. Burning down the tents, and if not beaten, the attacking devil forces have struck without mercy. Amongst them was Laharl, cutting down every bandit scum, with a Blade Rush, rushing through number of victims. A burst cursed purple flames, burning and taking out. Ranma, Ranko standing side by side. The siblings crushed everyone with demonic and ki coated fists. Sona and Raven using their magics to take out, both structures and enemies alike. Vernal was trying to get their tribe, reorganized, using her Wing and Fire Blades. These weapons are two crescent shaped blades, each with a ring-shaped center. The large outer blades had hooked points that pointed back toward the grip. They had four smaller blades located in pairs above and below the grip, which was wrapped in red cloth and curved to form part of the middle ring. The large outer blades were capable of collapsing towards the grip. Atop the ring and below the upper blades was a pair of rectangular gun barrels. Defending against the prinnies, but then as she'd tried to bark another order. A red and golden accent dressed, yellow blonde haired beauty, with a long crimson sword, with fire like energy coating it. The Red Saber of Bael, has arrived.
Nero, dashing through the allies and cutting down all bandits in her way. Reaching Vernal, who was shooting at Nero as the Red Saber was fast approaching. Ignoring all of Vernal's shots, as they'd only dinked off her demonic empowered Aura. With a smirk on her face, Nero charge right in. Heading straight at Vernal, making the second-in-command of the Branwen Tribe, more worried as Nero got closer to her. Her face showing more fear, and desperation, when Nero hit her with a blazing V-slash, not only shattering Vernal's aura, she'd spat up blood. As Vernal was defeated in one blow. Raven Branwen, she groan and got out the wreckage of her personal tent. Shaking her head, as she'd realized that her tribe...and men, have been destroyed. She saw that all her forces have fallen, and she even saw her right hand, Vernal, growling in anger, slightly triggering her secret power of the Spring Maiden. Making thunder crashing, and black storm clouds form above her, Raven's eyes bursting in red energy. Reaching down to her weapon, Omen. Omen being a long, single-edged, one-handed katana, with a trigger built into the hilt and cross-guard rather than the traditional tsuba. The blades are fixed to the hilt with a locking mechanism instead of a tang. Getting into a slightly bent, low position. Ready to rush in, and fight against these invaders. Only for her battle instincts screaming at her to defense herself. Quickly, drawing her blade, she manage to barely block against the massive blade with a golden edge, coated in cursed flames and gold aura. Having use all her strength and some of her magic to block against the blow. Standing before her, was a young devil, with red open jacket, blue and red hair. He was smirking at her, and clearly strong. So she'd channeled her Maiden magic, surging magical lightning through her red blade. Planing to empower herself, and break this deathlock between them.
But Laharl is a very powerful devil, not only in strength, but also magical power and durability. So Raven Branwen's Maiden powers...are equal to a devil child, starting magical training. Laharl, he stretched out his scarf, and wrap around Raven's right leg. Pulling her leg, forward completely tripping her and breaking her guard and stance. Letting Laharl to push back Raven's Omen, and hit the black-haired "MILF-Yang" with a vicious straight left punch to Raven's face. Shattering her aura, and knocking her head back. Making her brain buzz a bit, as Laharl didn't let go of Raven's leg, pulling his scarf further back. Tripping her, and causing the Spring Maiden to fall on her back. Realizing that she couldn't defense herself, her aura is broken and unable to access her semblance to escape. Gritting her teeth, she swung her sword at Laharl's throat, only for the said devil, use his Vritra Zanbato, and putting a bit more strength he shatter her blade. Without a weapon, she knows she'd lost. So her only option is to escape. Transforming into a raven, Raven Branwen, escaped the grasp of Laharl's scarf. Flying up, high into the air, witnessing the complete destruction of her tribe. No one was spare...she lost everything, when a huge, shadow raven, flying towards her. Laharl's Raven, used her Soul-Self to capture the bird-form RWBY Raven. She barely manage to dodge the Soul-Self, cawing in worry. Desperately flying away, trying to escape the devils. Only thanks to her size, she was able to barely escape, leaving her camp and tribe utterly devastated. Laharl, watched as Raven Branwen, fly away. Running away, as she would suspected she'd do. They can track down, Raven Branwen, with his special artifact that is his piercings, as a prinny came over to him. The prinny saluted, reporting that the Branwen Tribe, has fully been taken care of. Laharl, nodded and thanked the prinny. Banishing his Vritra Zanbato, back into his soul, crossing his arms behind his head, and walking over of his girls. Ranko, Raven, and Nero were checking out the disappointing loot of the bandits. Once Laharl joined them, making the girls happy, as they started talking about what to do next.
Meanwhile Raven Branwen, the Spring Maiden was still flying away from the ruins of the Branwen Tribe. After a couple of hours, her aura managed to recover, but she was too tired. Landing onto a forest area in far away from her former camp. Reverting into her human form. Taking a few steps, as she was rubbing her head, as she could still slightly feel pain. Even with her aura, healing her, her head was still ringing from that kid's punch. She was alone, without any means to protect herself. Her weapon was destroyed, and her semblance of Kindred Link...but Yang, Qrow, and Tai would never forgive her, and Qrow would give her up to Ozpin. Especially once they'd realize that she is a Spring Maiden. She'll be locked away. The only option for her is to run, and hide...thinking about her daughter... She would have wished to meet her, but as she got ready to transform back into a raven, and continued running/flying away. That's when, she felt a powerful blow to the back. Her aura shattering again, blasted forward and smashing onto a tree hard. Falling onto the grassy ground, slipping into unconsciousness. Laharl, used his tracker-earring to quickly find her, after flying after Raven Branwen. Finding her with ease. Walking over to the unconscious, mature, black haired version and mother of Yang. Picking up, Raven Branwen, carrying her in his arms, while channeling his devil mind magic to make sure, she stays unconscious. Sprouting out his large devil wings, covered them with his scarf, and took flight. As another issue was dealt with, all that was left is Cinder, and Salem...