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[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I wasn't tired of my own kind.. I just thought it'd be best if i just stayed away from others\" So he wouldn't be tempted to drink blood was left unsaid but still, it's for the best and he knew it who would want a monster for a neighbor anyway? A monster that didn't have any qualms with murdering people if it meant his secret won't be spread to the public.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"And why's that?\"She questioned with mild annoyance. Thinking this and thinking that. She was starting to think that Elves think too much for their own good at this point. Now an elf thinks they are better off away from their kind. How selfish of them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He thought about it for a while ever since her arrival that, maybe he should reveal his secret to this fox lady, it's not like she has anyone to blab to this about and he could always just kill her in her sleep if she tried anything... And it might release some tension.. Keyword might, so why not take a leap of faith for once \"Can you promise me something before i answer your question?\" He asks staring at her with a blank stare \"It's better for both of us if you don't tell anyone about the things I'm going to tell you.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The fox looked at him in exasperation. She didn't get the point of all this build up just for him to answer the question. What kind of secret could he possibly care this much about? The fox gave a shrug of her shoulders.\"Who am I going to tell? Your birds? The other nonexistent foxes in the forest? The elves that drove off said foxes? There's not exactly a plethora of those I can talk to out here.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "No, no.. I am simply ashamed of walking in villages so... Casually.. I suppose that I am not used to..\n*-Inichi would have been looking at the ground, being not really used to being inside of villages, and walking around casually, she simply felt shame, she was also confused about where would they get food and anything to drink, as most of the buildings were on the trees, she noticed somewhat of stairs going up to all the connections on the trees, pointing there, she would have spoken up once again, to inform Alexi-\nLook, Alexi." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be ashamed, we are only passing through, so I doubt they mind\"\nAlex continued casually walking on down the path and through the small village, his target was the capital of south Solaria, Wakame if he wasn't mistaken. It may be a bit of a long walk there, but it wasn't anything for he or Inch to fret about. He knew that he was doing after all. When Inch has pointed something out and told him to look, Alex did though he wasn't too sure on what he was supposed to be looking at\n\"Hm?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The stairs... They lead to theese buildings on the trees, right..?\n*-Inichi has been once again confused as why Alexi did not notice the stairs, even tough, she decided to answer him, giving the answer she thought about checkingnthe place, tough since she did not want to push anything, she has decided to not speak much of going anywhere-\nSo.. Where do we go next?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My best guess is that we just follow this path, it should lead us to Wakame\"\nAlex sounded just as calm as ever, he had not a reason to fret after all. They may have been short on supplies, but they had nature's bounty all around them, they could easily forage for food or hunt or anything like that if their little trip got dire. He did wonder how long it would take for them to arrive at their destination though, maybe it would take a day or even two. He wasn't sure, but Alex once again didn't care for he had all the time in the world\n\"I can't say I know how long it will take though\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "-Inichi has been a bit dissapointed that she had no chance to walk and check out the buildings, tough she did not express it, due to being a polite person, continuing, they had supposedly walked out of the village, maybe so, tough after so, Inichi would have started getting hungry, as her stomach would seem to make a low sound, turning her head to Alexi. \nShe would try to see if he noticed her being hungry, even so she spoke herself-\nAlexi... Uh... I'm hungry.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have some salted jerky if you want some, it should hold you over for a bit\"\nAlexis aid this as he pulled off his pack, retrieving the pouch of meat that he had been eating earlier. He had also pulled out his canteen just in case that was needed as well. He then held the two items out to Inch and waited for her to grab them, he didn't want her starving after all\n\"Eat as much as you want, you'll need the energy\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "-Inichi has been quite glad about Alexi offering her the jerky, afterwards as she saw him pull out the canteen, She did want that too, firstly, she has taken the salted jerky, eating it, she has ate it up rather quick, a short moment after she finished the jerky, Inichi has taken the canteen, drinking some water to swallow better, giving Alexi back the canteen, she sighed with relief, a bit unsure, she would smile slightly towards him-\nThank you for the food Alexi.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not a problem Inch\"\nAlex saw not a single problem with Inch finishing off the food, she was hungry after all. What he did know was that they would soon need to restock eventually, which was also not a problem because Alex knew that he still had a decent bit of money saved up. All in all, Alex was decently well off for his line of work, he just needed to get to Wakame to start a map anew" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would brush his ways past the overgrown woodland, making his way through the forest in him heading towards the Mentian countries. Only recently had he completed his previous travels, though now he found himself winding right back where he started it. It would be wrong to say that this place didn't carry some memory in it, but it was but a faint thought that sat in the back of his mind with every branch that threatened to get in his way. With his starkness, it seemed every tree was out for him, but it was as easy a simple push out of the way.\n\nTerrel was in no rush. He had months of walking still ahead of him, and with the lack of companionship for the time being, he didn't have a reason to speed up his progress. For the first time in a long while, he found himself moving at his own pace. He'd keep his gaze ahead, half conscious of any potential dangers that a forest this large may carry. He didn't travel unprepared, far from it even. With the large sword he carried on top of his full plated armor, he would almost seem like a threat outside of the pig mask and red cloak he wore. It was a strange contradiction, but the Elf favored it in his attire." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He didn't know how long he's been running for, but he knows for a fact that his legs are exhausted from the strain of running through the forest terrain after stealing his latest prize. Nylon didn't mean to get caught during his heist, but it wasn't his fault he got a little too distracted on the way outside the exit, which ended with the owner spotting him and also spotting the small gem in his hand belonging to said owner, it ended with him running quickly out the window and straight towards the forest. You'd think after years of running from every possible threat he'd be used to it by now but nope! Slowing down he leaned against a tree for support as he caught his breath, before he heard heavy footsteps and a single glimpse of a person that he quickly hid in the nearby bush trying to get a glimpse of the mysterious figure while also keeping hidden so he wouldn't be on the receiving end of a sword.\n\nPeeking bit Nylon spots an elf with a pig mask and red cloaked attire, he thought it was a bit weird but then again he would be a hypocrite for saying such since he's technically wearing a raccoon cloak and tail, but that's not the thing he should be focusing on but instead the large sword the mysterious elf carried alongside him which ok was very intimidating, but he's not going to cave in from just a sword- as quickly as his pride came in flourish also came the loud snap of a twig he accidentally stepped on alarming him \"Oh no-\" He quickly shuts his mouth with his hands and looks towards the elf with the pig mask watching for his reaction and maybe Nylon is pissing his pants bit, but nobody has to know that." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would come to a slow stop at the sound of a twig snapping unlike his own, pausing for a moment as if he were listening out for something. He'd have assumed it to be some random forest animal if not for the quiet words that soon followed the noise. It seemed he wasn't alone out in the forest. Turning his gaze in the direction the sound had come from, he'd squint slightly, not making out who it was with all the forestry that surrounded them, but knowing enough to have a general direction. Were they some bandit? Another traveler? A forest dweller? It could have been all for he had encountered each of them before. The sudden silence afterwards didn't seem to help his case, but the Elf didn't see them as much as a threat.\n\n\"Come on out.\"He'd say in his naturally low tone of voice.\"I'm not a huntsman.\"The term could have applied whether the person was just a wild animal or not.\"Unless you want to make it a chase, but I can guarantee no one wants to try their chances racing a hog.\"He'd bring his arms into his cloak, his mild attempt at appearing more passive in him waiting for a response. The Elf didn't really plan on chasing the person away, simply letting them feel under threat enough to run if they so choose to. And if they chose to fight? Well the Elf had his hand near his hilt if it ever came down to it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sweating bullets by the second Nylon reflected on those words the mysterious elf had said, He's definitely not going to win a foot race against this guy. And he's definitely not going to win a fight with him either not with that large of a sword the elf is wielding, though he never had any conflict on his adventures through the years there were some close calls ending in a few bruises and large cuts, but this? He's definitely going to get sliced in half and in this situation, and it'll end in him on the ground blood pooling everywhere, and he's not ready to die yet-. \n\nSo after some reconsideration he raises himself and away from his hiding spot and for good measures with a dagger towards his opponent. His brows furrowed, eyes looking towards the mask and slightly flickering towards the swords, sweating nervously \"Are you sure your not going to slice me in half with that thing?\" He gestures to the sword.\n\n\"I wouldn't fancy myself getting sliced in the middle of a forest by someone I barely knew you know?\" Though voice slightly shaky he manages to put up a brave facade, he can definitely take this guy if he needed-totally! Definitely. He gives a strained smile waiting for a reaction." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would eye the newcomer, his gaze traveling to the person's get up before eventually falling upon the dagger he pointed out towards him. He'd let out a huff of amusement as he'd look down at Xylon. Maybe he wasn't anything more than a Forest Dweller. A strange one at best in him wearing a raccoon tail atop his outfit. Terrel supposed he couldn't be the one to talk though. In him asking if he was planning on attacking him, Terrel would allow a light grin to form at the corner of his mouth.\n\n\"That depends. You're not planning on giving me a paper-cut with that dagger are you?\"He'd say with a chuckle.\"I won't unsheathe my weapon unless you put up a fight, but I'm guessing that's not what you're here for, is it?\"Terrel supposed there was the chance of there always being a paid assassin about, but who'd want to send one after him anyways? Besides, the raccoon person looked like hardly more than a kid and if that's who they were paying, it seemed he had a bit to catch up on.\n\n\"What are you doing out in the forest by yourself, kid?\"He'd ask him.\"It takes more than a dagger and a small bout of courage to survive half the things this place throws your way.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He scoffs a bit, really? A kid joke? Man this guy needs to learn to throw better insults, but he won't poke a sleeping bear even if it meant he gets a shiny reward in return, he slowly lowered the dagger though still keeping it in his hand in case he'll need to fight. \n\n\"First off I'm not a kid old man, and secondly I came here to hide bit why is none of your business, and for your information this dagger has served me well over the years by killing or severely injuring those who has crossed my path!\" He says with a small puff of his chest \"Now it's my turn, what's your name, and what are You Doing here alone in the forest? You got a body to bury or something?\"\n\nHe eyes him suspiciously, this guy is definitely not going to be easy to beat down but with a few one-liners and random zipping around him maybe he'll get the chance to swiftly knock him off his feet... Though for now he'll play the long game." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He'd look the person up and down, saying casually:\"Could have fooled me.\"The Elf didn't care much for the old man comment, knowing very well that in Elven years neither of them came close to the title. Maybe it was his boisterousness or overconfidence that caused Terrel to find amusement in the man's bragging. At least he had his hobbies down packed even if his feistiness left him confessing more than a person of his 'profession' would have thought to be logical. So he was some kind of murderer on the loose? Or at least a wannabe one. Terrel couldn't see this person killing much more than the local rat infestation.\n\nIn being asked if he was out here having a body to burry, he'd look at Xylon, saying:\"I might be considering it.\"With a light stretch, followed by a scratch to the back of his head, he'd hold a gloved hand out towards the raccoon person in greeting.\"Name's Terrel. At least formerly. I can also be referred to as hog, pigman, swine, you can probably guess the rest.\"\n\nDrawing his hand back to his cloak, he'd say:\"Since it seems like we're doing a whole introduction to each other, what's your name kid? And what parents do I have to send for about their missing child?\"Weak insult or not, Terrel found amusement in jabbing at him with the Raccoon's over confidence." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At the mention of the word \"Parents\" His overconfident and boisterous facade dropped instantly like a rock that has been dropped from a high cliff, and he dropped the dagger by accident, he instantly picked it back up trying to hold himself together whilst trying to look as normal as possible and not seem like he just shattered for a second before replying \"Well nice to meet you Mr. Terra pretty large array of nicknames ya got there, the names Nylon and I don't think you would be sending me off with a missing children poster tapped to my face anytime soon.\"\n\nHopefully he wouldn't notice the misstep, he didn't need pity from a stranger! He's been working just fine on his own and managing well for himself, if you could call stealing something worth being proud of, but he didn't care about that." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Hmm..\n*-Inichi has been wondering why was Alexi not making a map of this region yet, with only in mind that Alexi possibly had such a good memory to remember the places perfectly after seeing them, not wanting to ask him, Inichi focused on the path they were going, continuing on the path she wondered when they would arrive to the required place Alexi was leading to, looking at the sky, then at the trees, out of boredroom so and so, she continued walking-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alex didn't have a stellar memory, he had one good enough for his line of work, but he definitely couldn't remember all of his experiences. He also had a hard time remembering places that he had never been to... Due to obvious reasons of course. Alex hadn't ever been to south Solaria, making this place extremely unknown to him. He also had another map that he needed to finish before he moved on to making on of this region, so he decided on waiting a bit to do that. He also continued to follow this path, taking in all the sights as he did so" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Are we... Getting anywhere.. Or um, are you unsure where to go too?\n*-Inochi has been unsure of the route, only beliwvong on the path that has been taking them somewhere as they kept walking, continuing the path by said route, about theese continuing minutes she was watching alot of surroindings, as less or more time has been passing she didnt seem to know if they were close to leaving the forest -" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't be so quick to doubt this path Inch, not every place is super close together... It just may take some time to get there.\"\nAlex guesses that it could be a minimum of a day that they would be walking, he had been on paths like this many times before and the fact that it was worn down so much from use reinforced the fact that it was the right one to Wakame. He had no problem with walking it as he had done similar things many times before, he knew his stuff after all. He did know that the end of the forest was coming up though as the amount of light hitting them started to steadily increasing right up until they hit the edge of the forest and entered a set of treeless plains. This was definitely a good sign for Alex so he continued walking on, slowly but surely getting lost in his own thoughts" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh..\n*-Inichi has been continuing to walk, for some time now, being rather negative about the forest, tough it was unusual, she was not usually wanting to go somewhere, rather, she usually preffered to stay at one place, making her a bit unpatient at such situation, as they walked onto the plain lands, she felt a bit reliefed, looking around, she saw as it was pretty bright, which was a bit enthusiastic for her, thinking about the brightnes, for some reason as she was not really seeing bright days due to her staying in forests many times-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Anyway, how are you holding up?\"\nAlex wanted to make sure that Inch was doing okay, he didn't want her feeling ill or anything like that now that they were traveling and all. He also didn't want her to be hungry or thirsty or anything of that sort as well, those kinds of things were just problems that he would rather not want to deal with, but he would if needed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh, uh... I'm pretty good today.. I also am not hungry nor thirsty, I feel nice.. And, how are you?..\n*-Inichi has been rather better than usual as she was rested well, ate and drunk as well as she has not been alone for anytime, either way, she was cuorious about how Alexi was doing, she has been cuorious herself, asking him right after she answered, which she would not have asked much people due to not trusting others-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm doing pretty good, nothing much to really complain about here\"\nAlex was also doing quite well, seeing as he had satisfied all his needs a bit earlier. He had also noticed that his wound was started to heal up a bit so that was also a good sign. For now though it seemed like they were just one merry party, which drew a chuckle from him as he hadn't been in a well off partnership in quite a bit\n\"I got to say, this is the first time I've traveled with someone else in quite a long time\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "I see.. That's nice, where were we going to again..?\n*-Inichi, at the current moment has put her hand in the bag, she had taken out a knife, simply inspecting it, holding the handle with her left and the blade with her right, she was simply looking at it, afterwards she has turned to Alexi, she has held the knife with her left hand, while her right arm was up at level of height near the knife -\nAlexi, also... Uh, while Ive met before two people.. They taught me some hand techniques, also I have learnt an ability then, so uh.. Could you look?\n-After that, Inichis right arm has turned black, with the veins quite much seeming to be glowing blue, due to that, the mattern of her arm apperance looked like same as her colors of the horns, making the arm quite spiky too then-\n[Mana - 20]\nWhat do you think?.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alex watched as Inch's arm turned black with spikes forming all over it, he had no clue what it meant, but he had to admit that it was a fairly intimidating to watch. He wished that he had abilities like hers, but he wasn't as fortunate nor as lucky... He only had one, and he couldn't use it at the moment because he had eyes on himself. That didn't matter though, he gave a smile to Inch as she showed off her ability. He had to give some positive support after all\n\"It's a nice ability! What exactly does it do though?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Oh... Uh... Right!.. I will explain right away..\n\nMy ability lets me change my skin to a material same as my horns.. Meaning my arm is bassicaly another horn.. But I can move my arm, hand, fingers.. Also due to my pale demon heritage, I have horns that are immune to electricity, meaning if I use this.. I can have good defense, also as immunity to electricity, like as well somewhat of an armor.. Uh.. If I use my nails, it is like... Uh.. Spikes I suppose, and I guess that it makes me good for fightning.. Tough I dont make much use of it... You know.. I am still sure Id loose.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alex listened as Inch explained her ability to him, it was an interesting ability that boosted her defense and all which was neat... But he couldn't say that he liked the lack of optimism that she had near the end of her explanation, she could definitely win a fight with this ability solely by playing defensive, he just guessed that she would need to be taught how to fight defensively... Something Alex couldn't do too well.\n\"I'm sure that you can master use of the ability, you just need to learn how to use it right\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Everyone around is very strong.. Even if I have more natural strength than you maube.. You definetly have the knowledge and expirience.. Unlike me, I am unexpirienced and weak compared to most of people I meet.. I am not brave at all anyway.. I am horribly scared of getting hurt.. Which is my downfall..\n*-Inichi has been lookong at her arm, being a bit unsure of it, having worried expression as she talked, Inichi was not optimistic at all about her winning a foght, with her not being a brave person, she may have had some usefull abilities, Inichi did not appriciate them-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Everyone is scared of getting hurt, but the way you use that fear is what matters. If you use that fear to avoid fighting, you may not win a fight when it really comes down to it. Now, if you use that fear to try and avoid attacks within battle, then you will be near untouchable\"\nAlex was taking a bit of a risk giving advice like this, but he felt that it was sound enough to try and encourage Inch in focusing and reinforcing her abilities a bit more, he did believe that she had the abilities to be strong if she truly wanted to be" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Outrunning a few hogs was something tiresome especially when you have a heavy sack on your back for all of it, he's been running for a while looking back to see if the hogs were still chasing him before he accidentally bumped into someone resulting in them both toppling to the ground \n\n\"Uhh sorry!\" He yelps, getting up and brushing his knees of the dirt lending looking back for a second before stretching out a hand to the stranger." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The last thing a dwarf expects when moving through a forest is for someone to bump into them. Then again, wasn't that always the case, even in the city? They really ought to learn better what with how so many people always seemed to be suitor focused on the tall.\n\n\"It's fine, really, AHK.\" M'racing rubbed her head, still sore with a little bump on her forehead as she turned her chin up and looked at the hog chaser. \"Ain't usual to come across other people in the forest, right?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah you could say that, I'm just here temporarily had to outrun a few hogs on the way\"\nHe looks around searching for them to see if they were near and he needed a getaway though there was none, he sighed a sigh of relief and then looked at the stranger.\n\n\"How about you? I don't see alot of people in here\" He asks her hands now on his hips eyeing the stranger, he hasn't seen much people here accept his future travel buddy so it was nice to talk again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I could never imagine runnin' after 'em. If anything, I'd be riding on 'em to actually pick up some speed, haha.\" The dwarf chuckled a little, standing herself up and rubbing the dust off her dress.\n\n\"Hmm? Oh, no, you don't, I suppose. I'm a traveler, ya see?\" Pinching the edges of her skirt, M'Rey chuckled quietly and spun on the spot, showing off her boots." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Uh more like the other way around it was hard outrunning them, but your a traveler? Seemed like i keep bumping into them\" He chuckles abit, he admired the boots as he watched her spin \"My name's Xylon traveler of somewhere!\" He said bowing for extra theatrics before standing again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Traveler of somewhere, huh? \"I'm M'racing, from Praia. Makin' a trip to Albania! Ain't never nothin' better than meeting new people.\" That was the entire purpose of her trip, after all! Enliven things a little, spice up the days of the people she met, and in return, take a story or two to share with the world." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Your all the way from Prasia?? That's so far!\" His curiosity shot through the roof his toes bouncing abit as he looked at the M'ra with excitement\n\n\"So you must have so many stories!!\" He pipes up at her, he liked stories as a kid that his mother used to tell him stories of great heroes on adventures to great lands before her passing, but that's not now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Was... Was he excited? For her stories?! AAAAA, no, finally someone with taste! It threw M'Rey's energetic mind into passion mode right away, for when else would she have a chance to share her stories? \n\n\"You betcha! Made my way out the Caverns and visited all the lands nearby! You got a story you want to hear, you ask me!\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As the weather drew colder and colder still, snow began layering its way around the forest. By this time, very few critters roamed which left an off aura of quiet in the forest for a moment. That was until a loud yelp had suddenly split the air. A fox was racing across the forest floor, trying to hobble away as the sound of barking erupted in her ears. 'Since when did Elves have wolves?!' Her mind was racing. She had only been attempting to pick off a quick snack before the Elves had caught her and sent out their beasts to get her. While the initial tussle left her in a rather horrid state, the sleek fox was quick and clever as well. She darted back and forth between the trees, aiming to lose her pursers as the house she had been staying at these past months grew in the distance. \n\nBy now, the barking was growing distant, but her adrenaline urged her to keep going as she ran up to to the house and clumsily hopped into the window as she had once done when she first arrived. The fox didn't stop running, until she had found herself security beneath a chair in the house and waited while quietly panting. It wasn't until the barking had completely gone quiet, did she finally move out of her hiding spot. She shook off the initial shock, finally taking a moment to look at her surroundings.\"Hey Elf, think we may need to up the defenses on this place a bit.\"She called out, half expecting him to be around as she turned back into humanoid form and tried to lick at her wounds." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Like a fence?\" He replied coming into the room as the fox came barreling in through the open window which he promptly shuts to keep the cold air out \"I'll try making more fences around here, you'll probably need to bandage that wound if you don't want to get infected\" He said walking over to the fox and crouching down trying to look at the state of the wound." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "After a long day of helping her parents out back home, Lumi began to pack her bag so she could set out into the forest once again.\n\nShe grabbed a few snacks, jars for anything she wanted to bring back home, her harp, and her new little friend, her chinchilla. She still hasn't decided on a name for the little guy so she just called him Chinny as a temporary name. \n\nAfter awhile of walking into the forest she stopped at this tall tree. She glanced at Chinny and back at the tree. \n\n\"We climb.\" \n\nLumi began to levitate to give her boost and then started to climb from there. Once she made it to the top she stood quietly on one of the branches. She looked around at her surroundings. She put her stuff down and sat down. \n\nShe let out a loud scream followed up by sigh and leaned back so she was hanging by the tree with her legs. \n\n\n\"I wonder what I should do now..\" She mumbled." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "~~Wait, you have a chinchilla XD~~\n\nALADI, or as her friends called her, DRI, also had a long day, but for entirely different reasons. It was the middle of the week and by this time she was feeling the pull of the weekend. In her clutches was a minute sackcloth that was capable of housing only the smallest of objects—and not too many. To DRI, this was a most holy object; anyone who thought to 'relieve' her of it would face the fierce wrath of her claws and some vile words that would make the Macon sailors blush.\n\nPerched in her tree, the contents of her sack had diminished over some time—it was the perk of her work from earlier in the day, and she was Famished. Her senses tickled so she turned her body at a practiced angle that was aided by both muscle memory and curiosity. Licking her lips and pulling them back over her teeth, she realized that she knew that scent. It was her friend Lump, but there was something else there too, someone else. Without effort, she climbed higher and used the canopy as cover for her mischief.\n\nTrying to not a make sound, she glided through the trees where possible and crawled into her position for the surprise. Although it was the fairy that surprised her with her scream. Trying not to laugh, DRI latched a hand over her grin and waited a moment. The FAE and what seemed like a rodent of some sort were now hanging upside down by the tree branch.\n\n\"Long day, Lump?\" The wood elf's smile was wry, and her voice dripped with sarcasm. \"You'll feel better after a mushroom,\" She said. In her hand, DRI waved her small sack, tempting the other girl to a little recreation.\n\n```Perks engaged: Hunter's Nose (200% Smell), Listener (200% Hearing), Silent (200% Harder to Hear)```" }, { "from": "human", "value": "~~Yes xD~~\n\nAfter awhile passed, Lumi decided that she would spend her time coming up with a name for her chinchilla. \n\n\"Hm.. Chinny is a bit weird.. How about.. Acorn?\" \n\n\"No.\" Understanding Lumi, the chinchilla denied immediately.\n\n\"You're right.\" She replied. \n\nShe kept going down a list of names which were all rejected. She couldn't decide on one nor did he like any of them either. Lumi gave up for awhile and started to reminisce the day they met.\n\nThat day was literally the day before this one. Lumi did her daily stroll like always. Hanging from trees, dancing and singing while wandering all around the forest. When it was time to head back she noticed something happening not to far from her. She saw a bird preying on a chinchilla. Normally she wouldn't interrupt animals while they're hunting but she felt something when she laid eyes on that chinchilla.\n\nIs this love? She thought to herself. It must be. A beautiful creature right before my eyes, completely clueless about that starved bird behind him. Though I shouldn't interrupt the cycle of life, I must save him! Yes, perfect! I will save him and then he shall be mine! Today is the day I shall become a hero! \n\nWithout hesitation she immediately ran towards the chinchilla and snatched him up before the bird could get a chance and ran home. When she arrived she looked at the little creature and said \"I love you\" And gave him something to eat. Though the little creature was confused and slightly frightened he couldn't deny the food that was placed before him.\n\nStartled by the wood elf's sudden appearance, Lumi snapped back into reality and let out a loud scream. \n\n\"Ahhh!\"\n\nShe sat up and looked to see who it was. She recognized the elf immediately. \n\n\"Hi Dri!\" She said with a smile, pretending she didn't just let out an awful scream." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Two Screams,\" She said with a wry smile. \"You'd think I bit you or something.\" It sounded like a joke, and it half was. Only, ALADI did bite—both for fun and for survival.\n\nThe redhead climbed her way down to the lower branch where the fairy and her friend resided, making sure to give the animal an obvious once over with her sea foam colored irises. \"Hello there,\" She said kindly. She and her kin had the ability to speak with the forest animals, or Any Animal, really, so this was common practice. Hoping her voice would calm the animal, the elf softened her facial features. ALADI was partial to butterflies and things that Moved. Young things, like her. At only forty-four, she was the other girl's senior by four years, which to her was basically nothing.\n\n\"Did I catch you in thought, Lump?\" Unsure whether her long-time friend would partake, she found a comfortable seat where her legs could swing back and forth with the energy of a child forced to play inside because of poor weather." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Alexander, you once more find yourself in possession of a strange letter. It was the exact same type of letter you had received prior, requesting for your service in escorting a group a small group of herb gathers by early morning at Ethera Woods within the Silnaria borders. To say the least, it would be a long trek to get there, but you manage to make it in time.\n\nAs you approach the outskirts of the woods, the first thing you would notice was that there were very few trees in sight. Perhaps to your dismay, instead of trees, there were rather plenty of large mushrooms exceeding more than 20 ft in height of various colors and shapes. Along the ground there would be an abundance of mushrooms as well. It would be easy to tell that this wasn't your average woods and frankly calling it woods seemed to be misnomer given the distinct lack of it.\n\nThat being said, it was still still rather dark outside with only the feint outline of the sun providing streaks of light and such you didn't hear much wildlife except for perhaps the chirping of birds. However from the corner of your eye you suddenly notice a black squirrel staring at you. Now that by itself wouldn't be very odd, however its eyes possessed an odd amount of intelligence that you didn't see in mundane wild animals. It would then suddenly start to hop on over toward you, and perhaps to the surprise of Alexander, it would slowly transform into tall slender robed man with his face fully covered by a hood, revealing no facial features. The figure would clear his throat as he looked down on you.\n\n\"Pleased you could make it Sir Alexander. I am an employee of the boss sent to inform you about your current escort job after hearing your wonderful work with the last one. As you can see, these woods primarily consist of mushrooms. The herb gathers gathered today are hired to collect Psilocybin. However we've received reports of violent plant life in the area. Can I trust you to handle their protection?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes, you may trust in me, I will protect them the best I can. Also, what kind of violent plant life are we talking about?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I hope the information doesn't deter you, but there has been reports of a parasitic fungi that leeches onto to the nearby trees, causing them to turn violent. However, if it was only the trees it would be easy enough to avoid given that Ethera woods primarily consists of shrooms. Thus the real issue is that there is seemingly a mutant strain that has started to infect the nearby large fungi of these woods as well, which is the primary concern. There are also the issue of the mycelium that grows beneath the surface to gain sentience and attempt to grab unsuspecting travelers and choke them out before fully enveloping and decomposing their bodies. So overall, this trek is likely to be dangerous. If it is any motivation however, if you could collect a sample of the mycelium and fungi, you will be rewarded an additional 4 gold in addition to the 6 gold being paid for your escort. Do you have any further questions?\" The robed figure would ask" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not at all for now.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You... Are...?\"She questioned him almost skeptically. The fox seemed to ponder over it for a moment, not expecting the Elf to suddenly depart so soon nor even attempt to simply go to the other Elves in the forest.\"Are taking your chickens with you?\"She eventually decided to ask." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think they'll live for long during the journey\" He admitted \"So no I wouldn't, you can eat as much of them as you want if that's what you're thinking.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As he saw the person turned to the squirrel and disappear into the trees, he look at the pathway to the way of the wagon,\"Lets go then.\" He thought to himself. \n\nHe would turn to the pathway and proceed to walk to the pathway to the wagon. Alexander never fought plant life before, but that is not going to stop him" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As Alexander walked down the path he would come across the wagon like mentioned. There 2 male maces hanging about the wagon, seemingly have a good time laughing about. In their hands would be various shrooms and their eyes were clearly disoriented. However, they would notice you approach and turn to you and smile goofy.\n\n\"Hey there buddy ol' pal! You the one coming to protect us from while we get some shrooms? I got some on hand if you want!\" And he would offer you a shroom\n\nThe other would look at you also disoriented but visibly more upset.\n\n\"Bro, you look scary with that mask, take if off. You're ruining my vibe. None of us are sick. Well whatever, you ready to go? I'm ready to go. We're all ready to go!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "As he arrived to the wagon, he would look at the shroom that the man is offering, he is somewhat curious of the shroom as its his first time to see this shroom. \"Sure.\" I would calmly take the shroom that the man offered. As he took it, he inspect the shroom, but while he was doing it, he turned to the man that said something about his mask, he give thoughts about it, why not take off my mask other than shield my identity. He would look at him and gave a nod. He would take off his plague mask, revealing his face. He would unslung his bag and put the mask in his bag and slung his bag on his back. With the crossbow on his hands he would speak calmly.\n\n\"I am ready to go.\"\n\nAs he wait his response, he would look around, using his Hawkeye (lv.1) and Thermal vison (lv.1) ability." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Turning on your senses, you would get a sharper view of the surrounding forest. However, plants didn't really have a significant thermal signature, but your thermal vision would at least reveal the few animals hiding in their burrows and whatnot. The group would then start to move down the path into the woods with towering shrooms. It was a very unusual sight, but seeing how this was elf territory, one could suspect that the denser MANA allowed for the growth of such unusual plants. On the trek the male Macon will be visibly more pleased to see that you have removed your mask and turn to you to start some small talk.\n\n\"You're looking good pal! Pal? I don't like pal. What' your name? I'm Jorge!\"\n\nThe other Macon would laugh\n\n\"No you're not! I'm Jorge, you're Tyson!\"\n\n'Tyson' would then laugh\n\n\"Oh yeah! Well close enough! Anyway I see one of them patches up ahead! Going to have to get off soon. Feel like we got distracted though... Oh yeah, I don't want to keep calling pal, pal. We're all buds here right! And you silly goose, you don't just hold onto the shroom, you bite into it! It's edible!\"\n\nThey would look at you expectantly for both your name and for you to eat the shroom" }, { "from": "human", "value": "After looking at the animals with his thermal vision, he turned off his thermal vision but kept the hawkeye ability active. Alexander would look at the 2 men, he is surprised that they are more sociable, he is fine with it either way. He would answer his question\n\n\"My name is Alexander.\"\n\nAfter he said his name, he would take half a bite of the shroom, casually chew on the half shroom in his mouth wondering the taste. As the group start to move, he would follow the group, having his crossbow and half the shroom on his hand. He would wait to finish the shroom in his mouth and would eat the other half of the shroom, chewing on it as he go along the path the group goes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "They would smile and give you a thumbs up\n\n\"Nice to meet you Alex! Enjoy the treat! We'll just be collecting them shrooms now!\"\n\nWith that Tyson and Jorge would hop off their cart and head toward a nearby patch of shrooms and start pulling them out. During this time Alexander would enjoy the flavor of the shroom and find that it hand a tingling sensation to it. However, that tingly sensation would start to quickly spread, and he would start to feel light-headed as his vision got blurry and disoriented. It was like there was a purple haze over everything in front of him, and he would start to feel pretty giddy. He would hear the laughter of children but looking around he would see none. He would just see the friendly shrooms waving hi to him while enjoying a nice cup of tea.\n\n\"What a beautiful day it is, right Alex?\" A red mushroom would ask\n\nLooking around the red mushroom was right. It was a pretty beautiful day. The air was fresh, and the sun had now risen high enough to brighten up the sky. The birds were more lively singing their heavenly tunes and the animals would be getting up to head off to work. You felt so alive, you felt amazing! Who knew the world was this great!" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "What was left of the fox's tail appeared to fluff up in indignation. She looked as if she were going to open her mouth to argue feeling such a way, but eventually she simply lowered her head and just tried to rest. The fox was in too much pain to bother.\"You wouldn't... Happen to have any more of those chicken birds but uh... Inside the den would you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think so, let me check\" He then went to the kitchen and looked around for the chicken, eventually finding few raw chicken meat he had lying around still fresh somehow, he took them and handed them to the fox" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox nommed on piece of chicken, seemingly content with it. As she was soon left with nothing but bone, she decided to gnaw on it for a while.\"You know what Elf...\"She eventually said with a tired sigh.\"Maybe you aren't so bad after all...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He chuckled at the comment before replying \"You're not half bad yourself.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh I'm not\" He lets out a fake laugh \"I was practically homeless at some point and one of my relatives said they could help me out with my situation so now i live here but not by choice anyway\" He had been doing this song and dance before but it still doesn't stop his stomach from twisting in an odd way, he doesn't like lying but if it means the visitors won't get suspicious and won't alert anyone it'll just have to do for now.\n\n\"What about you? Why are you walking around here with a horde of wolves?\" He asks curiously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Was your relative's solution to move you as far away from them as possible?\"Terrell would jest, bringing up the cup of tea to sip from it before answering the man's question.\"Just traveling through.\"He'd say casually as if the horde of wolves wasn't particularly out of ordinary. His gaze would pass over to them as the young pups remained curled up amongst one another.\"Would have chosen a faster method, but surprisingly enough people start asking a lot of questions when a bunch of wolves are involved. I just happen to have a lot of them.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He hummed a reply, he reminds himself that this meeting won't be long and he just needs to ignore the twisting feeling in his gut till the other leaves and he could relax and go on with his normal routine, 'doesn't mean I'd enjoy much of it anyway' he thinks but it was nice having someone to talk to that's not just the barn animals, he keeps messing with the cuffs of his sleeves as his mind wanders." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As he'd place down a now empty cup, Terrell would gently stand up and walk over to the pile wolves as he'd place Floor down so that the wolf could continue to sleep next to them.\"You fine with them sleeping here or will I need to move them to the coop?\"He'd ask him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It took him a minute to process the question that the other asked him \"Oh I'm fine with them sleeping here it's fine\" He wave his hands dismissively, if their fur sticks to the carpet and furniture he might have to clean abit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He'd pat the wolves softly, casually moving back over towards the chair.\"Guess I can rest here unless you have a room readily available for guests.\"The Sinai would say to him.\"But I can understand if not. Wouldn't expect many visitors out here in the middle of nowhere. Wouldn't have really expected anyone out here, but looks I get a new surprise every time I visit.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The workers seemed to be having a great time as you were looking at them. They were laughing so hard that tears were dripping from their eyes as nearby friendly roots tickle and tug away at them. Oh those mycelium roots, they are so silly! Oh look, not it seems the roots are trying to bury them in the dirt! That looks like fun doesn't it? The herb gathers seem to be calling out your name desperately between their laughter. Looks like they want you to join them in the fun!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As he heard his name being called, he would approach the men and saw the roots. At first, he is suspicious, but he doesn't wanna show no threat, so he slung his crossbow and just in case, he slowly placed his right hand on the handle of his Katina. Taking a look around as he gets closer to the 2 men. He did remember being warned of the roots of drowning men in the dirt or something like that, and he always takes precautions." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As you approach the men you would you would see their faces turning pale. The mycelium roots seemed to be tickling their necks a bit too tight, preventing them from speaking anymore. But that's fine, right? The mycelium roots would turn to you and smile. The roots would come toward you and attempt to grab hold of your arms and legs. It seemed they were welcoming you in to join the tickling!" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As he realize them being pale, he would be cautious and would quickly put on his plague mask and placed his hood up, and he immediately went for his throwing dagger on his right hand, he notices the roots getting closer to him and would immediately start shaking his feet, and would quickly rush to Tyson pulling on the root on his neck and start to cut the root on the neck of Tyson, though making sure he didn't accidentally make a cut on Tyson's neck. \"I knew this is freaking going to happen, why am I this stupid.\" He thought to himself, focusing on cutting the root." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Thankfully Alex seemed to be faster than the roots so they couldn't grab and tickle him. The roots didn't seem to thick either, and thus you are able to easily cut the roots around Tyson's neck. Tyson would take a deep breath and look at you with gratefulness.\n\n\"Oy, thanks Alex. Don't know why you didn't come earlier when we called for you. Were you a bit dazed? Well nevermind that, help Jorge! He's choking also!\"\n\nJorge would be desperately struggling against the roots but having his arm and legs tied up he could look at you desperately as the root around his neck gets tighter" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As he saw Jorge being choked and desperately struggling, he immediately went to him and start to cut the roots on his neck first, making sure he didn't accidentally cut Jorge's neck. As he's done cutting the root, he proceeds to cut the roots that are wrapped around Jorge's arms and legs with his throwing dagger. As he does, he looked behind him, seeing Tyson and make sure no roots is trying to attack him. He is being to focused to even have other thoughts on his mind other than cut the roots and save the workers." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Jorge would be freed from the roots and he would rush over to Tyson's side. They would be breathing heavily but otherwise look unharmed. They would at you and smile and offer a thumbs up\n\n\"Thanks Alex! Really saved us there. We got the shrooms we need so let- watch out!\" \n\nFrom behind you would catch a glimpse of something coming at you at terrifying speed. But that wasn't the only concern you had. The roots would be quickly moving toward you feet, trying to grab hold and 'tickle' you" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As he saw a glimpse of a figure charging at Alex as fast speed, he dropped his throwing dagger and would draw out his Katina using both of his hands and would thrust the front tip of the Katina at the figure that is coming at terrifying speed, but he didn't notice the roots, fortunately the plague doctor outfit thick cloth would prevent outer roots to tickle him, he wouldn't feel Most* Of the tickle, but the roots can go in his boots, but it will take time. As he hit the figure with his blade, he would yell*\n\n\"Grab my throwing dagger if the roots try to attack you again! I am busy with this thing!\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel had let out a tired yawn, finding himself awakening to the bright rays of light that fell across his face in early morning. Summer always seemed to make nights feel so much shorter for some reason, but he supposed this was the time for him to get up. He brought himself to sit upright in the chair, rubbing at his tired face as Floof had suddenly hopped of his lap upon him moving. The wolf was more quick and alert compared to the Silnari, but he wasn't the only one it seemed. Looking off towards where the pile of puppies was, now remained completely empty in the pack having wandered off to who knows where around the house. Terrel let out a tired sigh, this not being the first time the wolves had done that. Why was it so hard to keep a group of wolves together? Even herding farm animals seemed much easier than this." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey you're finally awake\" He said coming from the doorway to the outside, adorning in a straw sunhat along with a basket with a cloth unto of it he seemed to have just come back from doing more chores though then again when you're living in a forest in complete isolation from anyone your schedule is probably one solid block of nothing interesting.\n\n\"Are you hungry right now? I can make something with eggs if you'd like or meat or vegetables.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Anything but meat is fine.\"He answered, partially waving Wilhelmina off before he could finally bring himself to stand up and look around a bit.\"Have you seen any of the wolves?\"He doubted they went too far. Terrel would probably just have to send Floof after them before they left later." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh well, they kinda patrolled around the area for bit don't know why though\"\n\nIt was a lie, they almost caught him at around the early mornings having breakfast and stayed in the barn for a while they're definitely suspicious of him, he feels the same sickening twist in his gut, but he reminds himself it's for the safety of his guest if they don't know what he was.\n\n\"Don't know if they're in the barn or not haven't checked yet though I'm sure they haven't gone far here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel lowered his hand to give Floof a light pat on his back.\"Go find Floof.\"He said to the wolf. After a short pause, Floof began sniffing around the area, soon heading off to the front door in his search.\"Going to have to feed all of them before we set off again. That is, if they haven't already helped themselves to your chicken.\"Of course that was simply a joke, but the reality behind it could speak otherwise. Terrel didn't doubt a pack of wolf pups could probably take over a good portion of the barn." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I am missing few chickens, it's fine though anyway I'll make ya breakfast real quick you can do whatever while you wait\" He walked of to the kitchen avoiding sunspots through the windows and dropping off the basket and pulled out a cookbook trying to find a meal with meat he could make for the other elf." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel gave a brief nod, soon deciding to head off upstairs so that could grab the bag he left in the bedroom there. After retrieving it, he soon made his way back down the flights and dropped the bag off in the chair before going through it to make sure he still had everything in it. Most things he just carried on him, but he liked to keep a few spare items in his bag for convenience and lack of extra pocket space." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He eventually came back with a large steak on a platter plus utensils and a cup of water \"Here uhm I'll help with the wolf searching if they wandered deeper in the woods.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He glanced over towards Wilhelmina as he walked in with the food and drink.\"You plan on using that steak for bait?\"Terrel asked. If they really did wander out in the forest, Terrel supposed Wilhelmina knew around this place better than him outside of the route Terrel normally took through the forest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe, I couldn't think of anything for you to eat so I just went with this, though we could just use one of the chickens as bait instead since they ate half of them\" He says putting down the food on the table avoiding the sunlight as much as possible." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It's quite literally the one thing I said I wouldn't-\"He stopped himself, simply shaking his head instead.\"Let's just go see where Floof ran off to. Surely couldn't have gotten too far. The pups can hardly travel long before getting exhausted.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm so sorry I must've misheard you.\" He apologizes, he felt stupid maybe his head was too far off in the clouds, and now he's feeling nothing but pure shame as he nods when Terrell suggests that they go and see where Floor ran off to." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel turned away from the other Silnari, heading out the front door to be welcomed by the forested area around them. Up ahead Floof seemed to be wrestling with one of the pups, too distracted by the playfulness of them to do any more than find one.\"Well that's one down anyways... Nine more to go... You know your way around here well enough right...?\"He asked him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh yes, yes I do\" He knew this part of the woods well enough to not get lost, finding wolves here wouldn't be as hard... Right?? \"Let's find some wolves then\" He started going south towards a particular spot he dubbed \"Duck rock\" Which is literally a small clearing with many stones that look like ducks." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Floof... Opie... Let's go.\"He said, calling their names to get the two wolves' attention. The two eventually scrambled off of one another to return to Terrel. He glanced over towards Wilhelmina, following after him as he lead him to a new spot out in the forest.\"Watch these two for me, would you?\"Terrel said to him before walking around to investigate the area." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course\" He says standing still in the shade as Terrell began searching, the young pup yips at his feet looking suspiciously at him \"Shh- I'll give ya some jerky if you don't tell anything to Terrell alright?\" He hisses lowly at Pie as he keeps an eye at the other who's probably out of earshot by now." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Opie hopped up on their hind legs, planting their forepaws on Wilhelmina's leg as they sniffed at him eagerly. Floof simply laid down in waiting, ears raising to the sound of someone blowing into a whistle. A trio of wolf pups had suddenly ran out from the underbrush. A coupled went to tackle into Floof playfully while Terrel had reappeared in time to pick up the third, much slower pup to carry them over to the group.\"Got anywhere else they can be?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh there's a river if you go left then make a right, they could be there\" He says pointing to the direction of the river, slowly sliding a small bit of jerky to Pie to keep quiet." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Opie grabbed the piece of jerky from him, soon finding themselves wrestling with the other pups for it. Terrel placed down the wolf pup he held, giving a nod to the Silnari while he walked off towards the river.\"If you don't see anything else around here. It's probably a safe bet to assume some are still hanging around the barn.\"He pointed out." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well I don't see any others besides the ones we already found so we should check the river before we check the barn\" He says walking to the direction of the riverside whistling idly, hoping the other Sinai didn't see him passing the jerky to the pup." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel blew into his whistle, waiting for a few moments in silence as he neared the river. Soon enough a muddied pup would waddle their way over to him. Terrel gave a quiet sigh, picking the wolf up by the scruff of his neck and returning back to place him by the others.\"Just this one it seems.\"He said, seemingly not taking notice in the treats Wilhelmina had been handing to his pups." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Back to the barn then\" He says moving around and started walking back to the barn he whistles as they walked back, when they finally got back one pup is seen trying to murk a chicken inside the fenced off chicken coup. \n\n\"Hey hey-you already ate a lot of them last night-\" He exclaims rushing to divide the two animals." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel followed after Wilhelmina, watching as he suddenly rushed off to stop an impending murder scene. He quickly grabbed his whistle, blowing into it.\"Chase, get away from the chicken!\"He said to the pup. The young grey wolf glanced up from what he was doing, letting to chicken go while staring back at the two with his tongue hanging from his jaws. He seemed pretty content with himself all things considered to the exasperation of the Elf." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah fiddle sticks-\" He scooped up the very much terrified chicken checking for any injuries \"Don't worry Leland the wolf won't get ya, not again at least\" He says to the chicken stroking it's body to calm it down, the spooked chicken's beady eyes looked at the wolf beneath it with fear and it's feathers standing to no end." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As he saw the 2 workers are doing fine, he would look at the ground to see any roots and he would immediately look forwards and stand firm with his katana ready, seemingly ready for a attack. If he had time, he would use his Fleet Foot ability to increase his movement speed, he had the feeling that that impact will be stronger and hope to evade the attack, if he manage to evade he would take another swing on the trunk, but the prevent to have his katana blade bent, he would make sure his katana wouldn't get stuck.\n\n``` Mana: 105/120 ```" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alexander would avoid the attack just in time with his Fleet of Foot, but would have to unfortunately leave his Katina inside the shroom as it was stuck in there. Running forward he could grab hold of it again and push it deeper, making it 3/4 of the way through, but now the Katina was going to be almost impossible to pull out now given how tightly wedged it was between the mushroom's flesh. Not only that, as he cut the half-way point of the shroom's trunk with his Katina, he would notice a cloud of spores being released into the air. Perhaps Alex didn't have to worry too much about it thanks to his mask, but the spores seemed to be heading toward Tyson and Jorge as, and they were too distracted by the roots to notice the spores coming their way" }, { "from": "human", "value": "As he tried to pull his katana off the flesh, he start to think theres no hope of getting his katana off,\nIf he can't get it out, why not continue cutting in the inside. As he hold his katana he would try to cut the trunk his katana like a saw, might not be more effective than swinging the katana but what choice he has. As he notice the clouds of spores, he doesn't concern thanks to his mask but he remembered something. Tyson and Jorge don't. He would turn his head to them and yell \n\n\"Look out for the cloud spores!\"\n\nHe would look forwards to focus on the mushroom. Thoughts start to flood his mind. Who knows what are the effects of those cloud spores. His best hope is to kill the monster and get out of here." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tyson and Jorge would look up just in time to see the spores coming at them\n\n\"Well holy molly?! What in the Arcane Gates is that?!\" Jorge would yell\n\n\"Don't think it matter if we know what it is, I think we got to get away from it!\" Tyson would shout out while grabbing Jorge and drag him away from the spores just in time\n\n\"Thanks for the heads-up bud!\" And they would both give you a thumbs up\n\nAs for Alex's sawing method, as he had said, it wasn't an effective method as a Katina wasn't meant for side to side cutting and clearly didn't have the proper grip for that either, but at least some progress would be made. He would be 7/8ths of the way there, but seeing how he had to stay in one place to saw the trunk, the roots on the ground would be able to wrap around his feet and with a strong tug, pull his feet in an attempt to trip him" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He knows that his sawing method doesn't work because katanas aren't made for it. But atleast, he tried. As he turned and would notice the same roots, he is more annoyed than scared\n\n \"God these things are annoying.\" \n\nHe would pull out 2 throwing knife from his pockets, 1 for each hand and as he grabbed on the root that is wrapped on his feet we would start to cut it as he is already enough with these roots. If he is able to be free, he could use the throwing daggers on his hand to cut the last bits of the trunk. Hoping he can finally kill this thing." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The roots would tear apart rather easily with Alex's cutting knife as they weren't particularly strong, just annoying. However, they would release some spores as you cut into them. Of course having your mask would render them ineffective so it was simply another annoying nuisance. From there using your knives to hack away at the last remain bits of the flesh of the shroom you would finally make it all the way through. The roots on the ground would suddenly stop moving as well as the tall shroom itself. It seems like you had finally slain it. Looking back you would see Jorge and Tyson breathing heavily and covered with sweat, but otherwise uninjured. They would look to you and grin\n\n\"You finally dealt with that thing? Are we good to head back?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He would take a look at the monster's corpse, finally slain. He would pocketed his throwing knives as he grab his katana with both hands and removed the katana off the flesh. He would turn, facing Jorge and Tyson\n\n\"Yeah, lets go right now.\"\n\nHe would holster his katana as he walked to the wagon. Having his crossbow out and pulled the string." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Tyson and Jorge would nod and pat Alex on the back\n\n\"Man you sure saved us pal! Thanks for everything! Without you who knows what would happen to us! As thanks, you can have some of these shroom if you want, we don't mind if we get less pay. You deserve the treat!\"\n\nThey would each pull out one of the shrooms they were gathering today and hand it to you as they head back to the wagon" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well we certainly can make a guess\" He says putting the chicken back inside the chicken coop the chicken has calmed down somewhat then he goes over to the barn to check for the other 4 wolves.\n\n\"Hopefully they didn't Just Snack on the chickens..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell followed after him, the pups now keeping much closer to them with Floor rounding them up together. Within the barn, the remaining wolf pups seemed to be lounging about, a few coated with feathers on them while the others dozed peacefully as if not disturbed by the others coming in." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He taps some of them on their nose to wake them up before sharply pulling his hand away just in case they bite \"Well that's all of them right? Unless there are others hiding somewhere, if there aren't you can go on and leave now\" He says though abit happy sounding, he does try to suppress the giddy feeling of not having to worry about being cautious around guests long enough until the guest actually leaves the area, he just has to waits a few more minutes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah that's the rest of them.\"He said. The pups each glanced up towards Wilhelmina, letting out a tired yawn as he tried to tap them awake. A couple of them rolled over to trail after him curiously while the remaining few took notice of the other pups and ran over to join them.\"You're not too pressed about losing a few chickens right?\"Terrell asked, unsure of how to take Wilhelmina's seemingly more happy mood despite some livestock going missing." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not too much but as i said i can always make more of them\" He laughs, he's not really peeved at that anymore it happened afew times before though none of them have been Henrietta." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right. Right.\"He said, looking at what remained of the barn. Terrell supposed wolves were about as big of a pest as coyotes at times with farm animals. He could understand that at least.\"Guess we didn't need the steak after all.\"Terrell glanced down at the pups, half of them most likely full from chickens they ate. He reached for a small pouch at his side, deciding to give some jerky to Floor for his good behavior." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, well it's time for you to go!\" He says abit too enthusiastically though he looked like he's sweating bullets \"Wouldn't want to keep you from doing what you were doing before!\" He lightly pushed Terrel to presumably the direction he went through before stumbling upon Wilhelmina in the first place whilst smiling slightly in a nervous manner, it's almost lunch hour and he can't have Terrel around for it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell stood rather stiff while Wilhelmina pushed against him to get the Sinai to move.\"But I haven't grabbed my bag yet.\"He said to Wilhelmina. Was the chicken thing actually upsetting so bad that he was trying to get rid of him now? Or was he just overstaying his welcome? He seemed pretty nervous, but about what? Terrell wasn't too sure, he was getting mixed messages from this one." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh right- well go on then!\" He urges, he internally panicked whilst trying to seem as normal as possible (Spoiler alert he was unsuccessful in this)." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell slowly looked between the house and Latvian with a masked look of confusion.\"Are you okay? You seem very nervous for no reason.\"It was definitely not the chickens. At least he thought so anyway. The sudden shift hardly made any sense to him though." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Me- nervous? Pfft what are you talking about-\" He exclaims, he could almost hear the ticking of the clock counting down. \"I'm just dandy! You don't need to worry about me..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Riiiggghhhttt...\"He said dubiously.\"Then in that case, I guess it wouldn't matter if I took my time grabbing my bag, huh?\"Seemed like time wasn't on his side whatever that may be, but the shaking it off only seemed to fuel Terrell's curiosity more." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His mind races as he tries to stop or at least subside the urge to drink \"What?! Uh i mean yeah it's fine- take your time\" He's definitely gonna have to barricade himself in his room again, hopefully he remembered where he put the hammer and nails." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh huh...\"He said.\"I'll be back in a bit.\"Terrell turned away, blowing into the whistle to call the other wolves to follow him. The group of young pups soon huddled up into together, following after the tall Sinai as he headed back to the house." }, { "from": "human", "value": "When he knew the other was out of earshot he might've almost kicked one of the fences in frustration, but it's fine he'll just wait in the barn until they go away and that's exactly what he did- he quickly and swiftly went in the barn, closed the doors thoroughly and just sitting in one of the corners near the cow pens inside." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It would be some time before the Sinai returned, keeping his word at taking a while to make sure everything was in his bag before he grabbed it and returned to where he had left Wilhelmina. By then it seemed like the man was gone. How strange. Guess he didn't want to be around for whenever Terrell got back.\"I guess you had to leave, huh?\"Terrell said aloud to what he'd assume to be no one in particular.\"Well thanks for letting me stay here. I'll get out of your hair.\"He took one last look around briefly as if for a sign that the man had heard him only to eventually collect his pups and walk off into the forest." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Deep in the Ombu forests, the serenity of the evening could not keep the village quiet. A path enveloped in arches led to a large redwood tree. Its trunk was hollow and a gate-like shape allowed one to enter. A spiral of wooden steps merged with its walls and reached their end atop the bark. The inside of it was dimly lit by lanterns that emitted majestic colors, visibly unnatural in essence. Once one reached the top, they'd be met with a pleasant surprise. Wooden bridges connected all the trees, where huts and stalls illuminated various warm colors. Children ran along the paths, adults chatted quietly in different groups and circles. Every now and then a dark or high elf passed by, yet the majority were wood and fae elves. The crowns of the trees were carefully nurtured in the form of walls around the village, keeping it hidden while also stopping the turbulent currents from spreading inside. Instead, a calm breeze tickled the warm weather onto the skin of folk around while crickets serenaded relaxing chirps.\n\nNear the center of the town, where all bridges connected in a wide round podium, flaps of wings clapped loudly.\n\"No, no! I already give you all enough, this is for the people!\" An elf grumbled while swinging his hands to and fro with hopes of getting rid of the swallows that swarmed about. His tone was soft albeit grumpy. He didn't seem old at all, yet elves were known for their young appearance either way. A relatively short merchant, he manned a stall that offered fruits in various color and shapes, all lined up in baskets on a wooden platform. Some glowed, some pulsated - they were exclusive harvests that no other nation in Ramul Ta could offer. The trader crossed his hands, sighing irritatedly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A white mop of hair ambled through the lively bridges crisscrossing the cavernous hallow of the great redwood tree. Hovering a mere inch above the thick, mossy ground, the mop swayed and swung below a pair of spiny, thorn-like articles in which a contrasting black crow sat between. It was a figure of strange eminence, where the shroud of white meshed with the briefest of glances painted an image of gangling, flowing limbs. Those curt enough to stare openly, usually the children, saw plainly the girl underneath, but the keen and the curiously aimless saw a more ominous undertone to the blatant, glaringly white stranger, for the arches of the village flocked with crows while she passed beneath, and perched among their houses as she passed. Be it misfortune for the newcomer or for the bystanders within was a conclusion for the eye of the beholder. \n\nIn the center of the town, the crowd split before the intruder in white. Even the crickets quieted at her approach, though a less superstitious eye would see the new onslaught of birds was merely eating up the competition. Catching sight of the glowing, colorful shapes, the figure inched over, apparently deterred by the many probing eyes, and stood to the side of the elf's stall. Reaching out the white curtain, a little hand holding a little coin slid a single silver atop the counter.\n\"A fruit?\" Pale blue eyes peered out from the split in the swath of white hair." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It did not come as a surprise to Caw, most probably, that she received some stares. While it was mainly children who did so, the courage of some adults defeated their manners as well. As the silence deafened the playful chants of those around, the elf arched a brow in a confused fashion. His eyes darted towards the protruding hand offering coin. If Caw looked inside, she'd see a figure that loomed over the stall and its offered beverages. He creased his forehead at her request and turned. Oddly, his stature dropped a few heads lower once he circled around. He neared the outlandish woman in a delicate stroll. He was... Much shorter in comparison. A proudly hoisted chest flaunted the thin silk robe that enveloped him, one which's green blended with the forest flawlessly. Golden elements stemmed from it in the shape of his collar, resembling a laurel wreath. Despite the grouchy expression on his face, the merchant was well groomed and properly maintained, exuding a sweet peach aroma. The tiny man who stood about four feet tall grasped the curtain before he drew it aside.\n\nBy doing so he revealed the rich assortment of fruits at his disposal. The trader crushed his hand into a fist and coughed into it. After that he placed both hands on his hips and inspected the lady.\n\n\"Welcome to the Glowing Peach!\" He exclaimed somewhat eloquently. \"I am Erric. Erric Springdale.\" The elf pressed an open palm against his chest before bowing courteously. \"The family of Springdale is widely known for our wonderful fruit yields! Thus, it would dishonor me to simply give you a... 'fruit', madam. Would you please describe to me what your preference is? Who are you buying this for? Would you like the taste to melt in your mouth with a robust aftertaste? Or do you prefer the intense, piquant options? Anything you'd like, we have it here in plenty!\" He sprung his hand out towards the display and finished the hasty array of questions. His hazel eyes followed her lips intently in preparation for her answer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Watching as the elf displayed his wares with a flourish of impeccable manner and sparkling charisma, the girl gaped at the array with sparkling eyes, her coin left forlorn on the table as she pointed excitedly towards the brightest fruits in the bunch.\n\"Shiny! For me.\" She replied with an eager smile. Jostled by her excitement, the crow atop her head squawked with a beat of ebony wings. While she bounced in place, a jump and a skip in her step, the murder of crows that had nestled throughout the wood elves' home cried out in kind, their echos carried down the whole length of the redwood, the rustle of wings a foreboding facsimile of the familiar rustling of leaves." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel didn't seem bothered by her quiet words, simply laying there and listening in silence to make it hard to tell when he was sleeping and when he wasn't. Being asked why he chose a pig mask, Terrel thought about it for moment. It wasn't like he had this large reasoning for it. It was simply a mask he had on him, but he guessed anyone who walks around wearing a mask of a farm animal all the time must have a good reason behind it.\"It's just what I am now.\"He'd eventually answer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't think you're a pig.\" Manon said, rolling onto her side so she could face him. The mask indeed prevented Manon from knowing if he was awake or not. She didn't care though, she finally started to feel tired after her eventful day today. One moment she was looking at the pink haired Terrell and the next moment he was gone as slumber overtook her. For once, she didn't have her recurring nightmare, It was always the night she was attacked by the vampire near her home. Maybe something about being with friends helped sooth her mind." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Amongst the tree tops, a pair of eyes followed the Lathian through the forest in waiting of the right opportunity. The woman had been watching him for quite some time now with absolutely zero clue of what he was trying to bury, but caring little of it. She crawled along the branches and followed him at the sound of the whistle. Only once she had found a more sturdy branch, did she ready herself for him to approach the right position. Then in a sudden swift movement she launched herself out of the tree down towards Wilhelmina. In a bright flash of orange the woman attempted to tackle him, letting out a loud shriek in the process. Or perhaps it was more of a war cry, who knew really." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrified he swung his shovel at whatever it is making a ruckus and hits them in the face screaming as he does so." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A small thud resounded from the object as it connected with the woman. She got knocked back a few feet, instantly collapsing and falling limp as she hit the ground after getting hit in the head with the shovel. The woman looked to be fox-like, about a couple feet smaller than the Elf. She laid there in a daze, mouth partially open upon her life having just flashed before her eyes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh no, oh no, Ohio—\" He scrambled to the knocked fox like person, he thought of smacking them her again with his shovel briefly, but he quickly dismisses those thoughts; he didn't exactly want to be burying more bodies at the moment it would just be more suspicious so instead he tried to shake the woman from her daze \"I'm so sorry— you just caught me off guard, are you okay??\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox laid unmoving for a while as he shook her. It wasn't long, however, before her eyes suddenly shot open. A gasp escaped her and, turning her head towards the Silnari, she quickly raked her claws across his face and hopped back up to her feet.\"You may have thought you got the better of me Elf! But you're dead wrong!\"She yowled, in a slightly higher pitch tone, pointing towards him. It was clear that she was still dazed from the shovel, however, as she wasn't pointing directly at him, but to the side slightly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He hisses at the pain and held his face in pain, ok he probably deserved that but really? In the face? At least she narrowly missed his eyes \"I was just trying to help you get back on your feet! I didn't mean for you to get hit by my shovel promise!\" He exclaims." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nice try, but I know how your kind is!\"She spat, shaking her head to and fro to get rid of the dizziness.\"You lot are always walking around with weapons like that, thinking you can get rid of people like me! But too bad! It'll take more than one of you to keep me down!\"Her green eyes narrowed at him and she soon scrunched up your nose.\"You've been walking around for a while and you stink like the dead. What have you been up to, huh?\"She interrogated, walking around him as if trying to find something.\"Been trying to get rid of pests like me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He looked at her in slight confusion \"I don't know what you mean but I was just burying my dead pets because she died this morning\" He said lying through his teeth his expression still confused, he has his slip ups, but now he's pickup a few tricks in deception though he has close called its still useful in situations like this \"Besides I don't think I've even your uhm people around in these woods anyway.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She paused in her investigation for a moment and placed her hands on her hips.\"And why do you think that is?\"The woman questioned.\"Isn't it enough I have to climb to your level to communicate? Honestly it's a wonder of why you all live out here. This place shouldn't be for elves.\"She let out a huff, one ear flicking irritably as she watched him.\"What kind of 'pets' anyways?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My cat Strafing\" He replied stiffly looking saddened at the mention of the name \"And why I live here is nothing of concern what are You Doing clawing innocent people's faces if I may ask?\" He counters." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why are you hitting innocent people in the head with a shovel!\"She snapped back at him, rubbing at her head.\"And why you live here is my concern! This was my home first, not yours!\"It was questionable how much truth there was to it. The fox hardly looked older than a kid, though her size probably wasn't helping her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You caught me off guard! That kind of reaction would be expected when you live near wolves and other things that might kill you in the dark!\" He reasons." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She scoffed.\"Wolves aren't nearly as viscous. I was just going easy on you.\"The woman crossed her fox-like paws only to wince and rub at her head idly.\"Don't you elves have those large dens you stay in? You shouldn't be out in the forests to begin with.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you're referring to my house then yes I do have one\" He's starting to slightly regret the decision to be nice to this fox girl, but he's also not going to leave without at least this \"If you want a place to recover from a shovel to the face you can stay at my home for a while, if you're still going to be stubborn and all then that's fine, I'll be going now\" And with that he turned and walked away towards the shed to dispose of said shovel." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The woman didn't follow him at first, simply watching him walk off as he took the shovel and went. Eventually the sound of footsteps was able to be heard behind him as the fox followed slowly after him.\"Does this house have food in it?\"She asked skeptically." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course it has food, I have a farm full of animals too if you don't like vegetables\" He shrugs at the question, he expected the fox to eventually follow him, but he didn't expect that question at all but there's a first for everything." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox noticeably perked up at his words. Lifting her snout up to the air, she took in a big whiff of it. Almost instantly she began salivating at the scent of something good being close by.\"Race you there!\"She suddenly said. The woman suddenly darted off past him and in a flash of light she had been reduced to a regular fox form. The animal ran off into the forest ahead, attracted by the scent of food, or rather, prey." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "After recovering from the shock he races towards the house abandoning his shovel along the way, he chases after the girl turned actual fox until the path cleared, and a house was visible.\n\nThe house looks much better than before first being some of the bloodstains have been repainted over and everything seemed to be more or less replaced and refined, the farm from the east side of the home was slightly bigger than before with many farm animals, finally from the west side of the house a garden patch of vegetables have been growing nicely, one thing remained from the previous home which was a small garden of white roses previously wild and overgrown now snipped to size and looks more taken care of positioned in the backyard.\n\nWhen he arrives he looks towards his surroundings in the chance he sees the familiar fox near a chicken pen or other." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Nesy was a mutant, not any other mutant who was wandering around in a forest like this. The ombu forest was quite interesting and had many characteristics of plants he had never seen before which made him interested in seeing new things. Nevertheless, he started to head on the path towards somewhere, he didn't know what but... He would love to map this area honestly.\n\n\"....What a lovely day.\" He thought to himself, scratching the back of his head while he would seemingly walk through the woods. The overhanging branches blocked out most of the sunrays while some pierced through the coverage of the forest. When he was on the road, he seemingly looked on the both directions. \"...Strange, I wonder if there is someone there.\" He asked himself, while he was reminded this forest was quite vibrant then he had anticipated\n\nThe ground was soft with a layer of leafs along with sticks and branches covering as far as the eye could have seen. Now, it was only the time to see what was going on here. \"....Hmmm...\" The forest kept reminding him of other adventures, as if they came up and disappeared into his memory banks as always. Into his brain basically." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It had taken about a day of travelling for our little Amu to get his way over to the OMB Forest. Why this forest specifically, my dear friends, was due to its more abundant growth of moss and other such herbs. Having magic to heal wounds was good for the kemonomimi, but recently he had been having to turn away those poor enough to receive illnesses that he could not treat. This disturbed him to the point of where he knew he had to go get some ingredients for his mortar and pestle!\n\n\"The alchemist said that it'd be a long journey, but my feet hurt after all that walking... Even after spending the night in at that kind village, too.\" He sighed to himself, his tails having been brushing against each other as Amu walked alone. It was at this time that he could spot some strange looking man. At least he thought it was a man. In the distance! Maybe they could help him and make sure he was in the right area?\n\nAnd so, without thinking about the possibility that he could just get straight up mugged by bandits, the kemonomimi neo begun waving at Nest... His small passives to stealth disappearing as he wished to be seen\n\n\"Hello! Whoever you are! Do you live around here! I need some directions!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Nesy's heterochromic eyes would settle onto this dude. He seemed to be a... Demi-human in some sort of way but he didn't care about apperence or race in general. \"...Well man! I don't know where I've gone but it appears to be an elven forest... I guess? Because I don't know what the name of this place is.\" He started to chuckle a little bit. \"...Well, I am sorry! I can't help you here. Except... The closest tavern.\"\n\nNesy gave an apolegegtic look towards the man who was walking towards him. However, he did wave back towards him which means Nesy was very friendly... Perhaps unlike those who meet the Kemonomimi neko. Nevertheless, he had never heard of those creatures in his life.\n\n\"...Besides, my name is Nesy Celvius. I am an adventurer anyway... So I guesss... I am here to just look around before heading back to the Tavern and such. Well, honestly where I'll be looking for quests to do.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Damn. That was unlucky. This person didn't really know the area either, so Amu was going to have to scavenge around for herbs on his own. He guessed it wasn't that bad, but some disappointment still showed on his face from a rather obvious pout. Even though this man was the barer of bad news, Amu still approached him and stood from about ten feet away to have a conversation... Might as well, right?\n\n\"Ah, okay. I'm rather new to this area, because I needed to grab some ingredients for potions. You mentioned you were an adventurer, yes? Sometimes I do similar work to you, but most of the time I work as a trauma healer in the capital city... But don't mind all that. You spoke about a tavern, yes? Can I get directions to it when I'm done gathering all the herbs I need?\"\n\nAmu's cat ears had perked up, as he listened in for the answer from Nest... While picking up the ambience of the area. It would seem that the strange cat creature had similar eyes to the mutant, his being cyan on his left and amber on his right. Aside from some normal dark hair, another peculiar trait was the twin tails sprouting from his backside. The two things would brush up against each other constantly, until entwining with one another and shifting from side to side as if it was just one large limb." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"...Yeah, the Tavern is like over there... Well, it may be far away but there are other locations as well!\" Those were the locations he knew well. He had also been in to which he explained there was a tavern where they could accept adventurers from all over the world.\n\n\"...Yeah, there are pretty much other taverns I don't know but those three are the ones I know really well.\" Nesy explained, scratching the back of his head again while he would look towards the other dude. His eyes seemed similar to his but Nesy had partial-heterochromic eyes but the other one had full heterochromia perhaps.\n\nHe seemed to be a kind dude with... Bright ideals it seems along with an attitude of a friendly dude. Nevertheless, there was nothing else to be explained here besides he was kind enough to give locations." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "After listening to Nest explain where nearby taverns were, and how he could find some extra work, Amu nodded politely and half smiled. This guy seemed okay, off of the little time he has spent with him. He didn't want to keep him here too long however, and Amu also still had to collect the herbs and return to his home so he could begin creating those medicines and potions.\n\n\"Thank you for the information! I won't keep you here any longer if you don't feel like hanging about... Mostly because I need to get a move on as well, with finding those herbs. My name is Amu by the way, it was nice meeting you here! Maybe when I have the time we could do a quest together, since you seem to be very into those sorts of things.\"\n\nAmu then let out a full smile, his tails having untwisted themselves and returned to the nature of brushing against each other. His ears relaxed, having gotten used to the presence of Nest... This wasn't someone to be too worried about, at least from first impressions. He was actually quite helpful! Would be nice to meet again, when Amu didn't have something to do first." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Nesy's eyes perked up to the mention of quests to which he absoloutly insisted he could come with if they were to find him. \"...Absoloutly! You can come with me indeed if we cross paths or... Yeah, pretty much there.\" Nesy nodded towards him with a smile on his face. When he eventually started to just talk all casually, because he was relaxed as well.\n\n\"...You are welcome besides, it's my obligation to help people nowdays. Anyway, if there are nothing else to be said. I will basically continue walking before, I'll basically find a tavern or turn back to the tavern I headed from. So, good luck to you and uh... I hope you'll complete your objective I hope.\"\n\nHe nodded towards Amsu, with a small half-smile on his face as well. He seemed to be able to get along with everyone he meet. Which, was a natural talaent it seemed? He didn't know." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep! I will see you another day... Hopefully! Back to tackling nature and it's bounties! Have a nice day!\"\n\n*Seeing the mutant smile and gaining some encouragement to complete his mission, Amu was filled with determination.* ~~ his feet still hurt, though.~~\n\nLittle Amu then waved goodbye, heading off towards the closest tavern that Nest had described. It was better to get a room rented out now and just fall into a bed, than to get tired from all the herb picking and have to go through the process of interacting with staff... Today would be a productive day!" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He walks closer to the Fox \"I have leftover meat in the house- don't try and eat them please—\" He pleads looking a little exhausted, he hasn't had to run at that speed in a while but that's not important as trying to keep this stranger from murdering his farm animals." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't try to eat them? But there's so many-! How many birds are even in there-?\"She said sniffing at the air.\"Do you elves usually capture your food before you eat them? Maybe you guys aren't so dumb after all-.\"The fox seemed enraptured by all the animals sitting in front of her. She was hardly listening to the tired Elf." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A bit irritated the elf sighs before a light bulb went off in his head, he hasn't attempted to crowd control the chickens in a while mostly because of situations that was out of his control so the chicken pen is almost too crowded \"How about this, if you promise to not eat all of my farm animals you can eat a half of the chickens.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her tail began wagging instantly at the idea.\"Half of them?\"She asked.\"That'll last me for moons!\"The fox didn't seem to hesitate to take the deal. She morphed back into her animal form and dug under the fence before launching herself at the animals. Feathers went flying everywhere as she did, but the fox was too hungry to care." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He briefly looks away as the carnage in front of him unfolded the sound of distress clucking mixed with screaming irked him but it's for the best he thought, it was his idea afterall that's until he feels a light pecking on his shoes, he looks down and sees Henrietta furiously pecking on him probably a sign he should pick her up before she tears a hole or two in said shoe and with that he picked her up and covered her eyes." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The fox had quickly torn through a couple of the chickens, completely ignoring the chaos that arose from it as she proceeded to eat the ones she managed to catch. It was but a trap, however, as upon consuming the two chickens, she made herself too full to be bothered with chasing the rest of them. She let out a huff of air, causing some feathers to fly up as she made her escape from the chaotic coop and returned to her humanoid form.\"I'll return for the others later.\"She said with a slight pout.\"Those get to live another day for now.\"The woman stretched a bit, appearing a lot more docile now that she had eaten. Although that hardly lasted before the questions came. Her gaze fell upon the chicken he held, and she tilted her head at it.\"Is that bird for food later?\"She asked." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As the sun would begin rising above the horizon, gentle rays of light would soon shine within the small camping area they had rested at the night prior, reflecting off the rough patches of snow still left upon the ground. Terrel found himself dozing peacefully near the burned out campfire, the small furry bodies of his wolves surrounding him to his inability of being able to remember them being near him in the first place. Nevertheless, the Pig Elf seemed comfortable enough with the arrangements, his eldest wolf resting their head atop his lightly rising and falling chest as if trying to serve as protection while also getting some sleep himself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon looked over her shoulder at the sound of movement. She woke up not too long before Terrell, more to get out of the sunlight than anything. She decided to find some berries in the meantime, maybe those in the camp would appreciate something sweet in the morning to start off their day. Given the time she had to collect, it wouldn't be enough for the whole camp so maybe she'd just share with the animals or Terrell. She wanted to say good morning to the Elf but held her tongue. So instead she turned back to collect more berries from the bush she was at." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would stir in his sleep, his hand reaching up to find itself patting the top of Floof's head as the Elf would slowly wake up. He sat up, letting out a tired yawn as he'd glance around the camp with a somewhat tired expression before eventually forcing himself to stand up. The movement seemed to wake up the other wolves, the younger ones' tails starting to wag as if they'd been waiting for him to get up this whole time as they'd begin to mill around his legs, forcing him to have to step more carefully around them.\"Going to have to get these two trained before we reach Salvania...\"He'd mutter with a sigh, glancing back to notice Manon collecting berries at the edge of camp.\"Seems like someone's already awake.\"He'd say." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Finishing stripping the bush dry of it's fruit before venturing into the trees. She wasn't sure if he was talking to her or not. Manon figured Terrell would've made it more obvious if he wanted her attention so it must have been to his animals. \"I suppose they'll be hungry too, TCU can have some of my berries.\" She said to herself. She wasn't opposed to animals dying to sedate the hunger of other animals, just didn't enjoy being in the area when it happened. She was opposed to her own need that forced her to hurt or kill animals, her least favorite trait about herself. The only good thing about this whole situation was sometimes blood healed wounds that her magic couldn't, thought that was very rare." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would regard her for the time being as she seemed to be talking to herself. She was really distant from society wasn't she? Then again he supposed this was more normal than the animal thing. The thought crossed his mind for a bit as Floof would walk over to him, coming to sit down rather respectfully despite the other two clambering over him.\"Hm...\"Turning back to Manon, Terrel would gradually make his way over to her, the wolf pups in tow as they raced one another to try to figure out where he was going to go first.\"Ready to go Manon?\"He'd ask as he neared her, not giving much context to what he meant by that." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah!\" Too lost in her own thoughts to hear Terrell approach her. \"I was just collect-\" She started until he spoke. Where were they going? Maybe.? She entertained the thought that she found a group that would accept her, gaining some hope for the future. She couldn't stop the smile that pulled at her cheeks. Maybe she should explain herself and her needs. She wouldn't want anyone to get hurt because of her. \"Alright.\" Tightening her grip on the basket as she turned around and walked towards the Elf. \"Good morning.\" She said quietly as she approached him, the smile still lingered across her lips." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel eyed her for a moment. She seemed unusually peachy for it being this early in the morning. Deciding to ignore it, he'd eventually turn away from the Elf and head off in a nonspecific direction.\"Morning...\"He'd say after a while to acknowledge Manon for the time being as he'd glance back to make sure his wolves were following. He'd raise the whistle around his neck to his mouth, blowing into it to get their attention. Turning their heads up to them, the three pups would follow after him, tails wagging in excitement. Perhaps it was time for Manon to put her strange abilities to use if she could really do what she claimed to be able to." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon figured this would've been the best time to give him his breakfast. She didn't collect enough for everyone so it would've been better if this happened more discreetly \"Oh, I picked these for you. For breakfast.\" She extended the hand that held the basket, offering a minor assortment of fruits for him to snack on if he chose. \"I didn't have much time to grab some for everyone back at camp.\" Picking up a couple of smaller sized berries for the bird. \"Is Mr. Tzu with us today, he might be hungry.\" Holding up the small berry for Terrell to see between her index and thumb." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel looked at the basket she held out, holding up a hand as he would say:\"Save it. I'll eat once we're done here.\"He doubted the others would care much for just eating berries, most likely taking preference to any meat they find out here than the light fruits. However, that was a problem for another time, for now he wanted to focus on training his wolves before they headed into Prasia and lost ability to do so in the privacy of the woods for a while. Finally back out in the snow, the younger wolf pups would find themselves hopping from pile to pile while Floof would keep near the two of them. At the mention of his bird, Terrel would respond.\"Tzu is always with us. He hardly leaves my hair especially with all the wolves and things going on outside it.\"He'd say, giving context to how vulnerable the bird was outside shelter. Reaching into his long pink strands of hair, Terrel would course his gloved fingers through it until he'd eventually wrap his hand around the small bird and would tug him out into the open. Taking the smaller berry from Manon, he'd hand it off to the jittering animal to settle him down before placing him on his shoulder for the time being so he could eat." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon brought the basket back to her side. What were they even doing here? Manon probably shouldn't have just followed someone she met into a forest alone. Pretty stupid of her now that she thought about it. He seems friendly enough though. \"Uhm, what are we doing, where are we going?\" She'd ask, now concerned with her surroundings. A fighter of sorts, and multiple wolves around her. Thankfully none of the wolves were talking about attacking, so this wasn't entirely planned either.\nStanding at the edge of the shade, looking up to see how the winter sky looked today. She 'could' go out into the sunlight but not for very long. Ever since the incident she was very photosensitive and got sunburned rather easily. She would've grabbed something to cover herself if she knew this was on the agenda \"Good morning TCU.\" Happy to see at least something eating the berries she worked for. She also found enjoyment in watching the two pups run around." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would walk on in silence, debating between whether or not he should say or instead leave her wondering out of the amusement of it.\"Heading to a nearby creek I found so that the pups can have something to drink.\"He'd finally say.\"Then we're going to be training them. After all, you said you could translate between us, hm?\"Terrel would explain, glancing back at her. It was hard to tell what expression he was making under his mask, save for the slightest grin etched at the edge of his lips. Whether m he was joking with her or being completely serious, it was hard to tell. Nevertheless he would turn away once more to follow a path towards this supposed creek, his wolves eagerly darting on ahead." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon would look up at him, either she was shocked or confused, both probably. One moment he was calling her crazy for talking to Floor, now though. But she did say she would as apart from their arrangement. She stared at the back of his head, maybe he could feel the intense stare she held onto him. For someone who didn't like her speaking, he's asking her to speak. For someone who didn't believe that she could talk to animals, he wants her to talk to animals. Maybe she should just assume what he wants is the total opposite of what he says. Looking down at her hand before running past him. She stood between Terrell and the wolves just so she could extend the basket towards him once more. \"If we're going to be out here for a while, we should eat now rather than later.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would come to a sudden stop as she'd rush ahead of him and hold the basket out again, insisting they eat something now as if the berries were going to go bad in the few hours they'll be gone. Maybe she was more concerned about starving than he was, but he couldn't care less about snacking on a few fruits just to hold him over for a few extra minutes with camp not being so far in the first place.\"Then eat your fill.\"He'd say before lightly brushing past her with the sweep of his cloak as he'd continue walking. The Elf figured she could walk and eat if she was so focused on snacking beforehand, at the very least it'll save the time of waiting." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon took a step backwards as he bumped into her. She stood there for a few moments in disbelief. Digging her hand into the basket and began snacking on the berries she found, just as he suggested. Somebody clearly didn't get enough sleep last night, she thought to herself. Turning around and stalking behind Terrell, with a straight face. She wasn't going to let him ruin her morning so far \"Suit yourself then\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would continue onwards in silence until he was finally able to see the creak he had found earlier, inclining his head down towards it to get Manon's attention as he would soon head over to the water. The wolf pups would happily bound their way down the snowy slope, Floof easily taking lead of the two as he made his way over to the cold water and would lower his head to drink from it, the other two soon joining him as they'd carefully reach their heads down to get a taste as well. Terrel would follow just behind them, coming to sit down upon the ground a small distance from the water as he'd watch the wolves for the time being, waiting for them to finish. Patting the area beside him, he'd gesture for Manon to take a seat without shifting his eyes away from the creak's edge." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon followed his head motion and saw the creek. It was pretty amazing to look at in her eyes. She picked up her pace, excited to make it there a little faster. Taking a seat beside where Terrell patted. She thrust the basket onto his lap before he had a chance to say anything. \"I'm not helping unless you eat.\" She didn't look at him either, instead she focused her attention on the wolves instead. She was curious as to what he needed her help for. The Elf seemed too prideful to admit that talking to animals might actually be useful." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Unable to get a word out, Terrel found the basket being shoved onto his lap, causing him to turn his head towards the Elf as she said she wasn't going to help unless he ate the berries. If he didn't know any better, he would have suspected that she was trying to poison him at this rate with her insistence on him eating whatever berries it was that she picked out. Then again, she had also had some for herself as well. With a roll of his eyes, he'd pick up a few of the berries and pop them into his mouth, swallowing them quickly before asking sarcastically:\"Happy now?\"Times like this he wondered if she was always going to be this difficult when things needed to get done. It's not like they had all the time in the world with other places still left to go." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Very.\" She said, giving him a triumphant smile. Pulling the baskets back and placing it onto the ground beside her. \"What are we training them to do?\" Her eyes still fixated on the wolves, watching them drink from the water source. She assumed it would be hunting or attacking, what else would it be really? She did agree to help, she was happy that there was something she could do to help. Even if she'd just be a guest for a little while. She had already grown comfortable with the people around her, to an extent. The thought of when they had to go separate ways wasn't very pleasant to think about either." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel gave a light shake of his head in his exasperation towards her before eventually deciding to refocus on the wolves.\"Impulse control.\"He'd answer before gesturing down towards the two grey wolves.\"See the two grey ones down there? The smaller one is Blur and the slightly larger one is Ansel.\"He'd sit back, resting his gloved palms onto the ground.\"Planning on leaving them with someone for a while so we can continue our travels with worrying about them being in any danger. Floof is good on his own, but the younger ones still have to learn how to properly listen.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Turning her head to face Terrell, It wasn't a bad thing to teach wolves how to control their impulses. But these were young still, of course they would have energy. \"How would you like to go about this, and what can I do to assist?\" Manon wasn't sure if this was something he was tasking her to do, or if it was a joint operation of sorts. She couldn't imagine that he would've left all this on her. He had no real way to prove she was doing what was asked. \"Is this why you haven't fed them yet?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You can talk to them can't you?He'd question.\"I suppose it would be no more than teaching children basic commands.\"Terrel would let out a snort of laughter, suspecting that was hardly any easier, but nonetheless they would still be speaking the same language and he'd finally be able to tell just how useful her abilities were. Being asked if that was why he didn't feed them yet, he'd reach to his side, pulling out a small pouch from within his cloak. Opening it slightly, he would reveal the small bits of dried meats within it. Jerky.\"They probably won't be hungry if you could get them to follow the basic commands. You know, sit, stay, come.\"Placing the bag in her hand, he'd continue.\"Think of this as extra motivation. It takes time to teach pups, but you can at least try to get them to understand that they need to listen.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She took the bag and placed it into her basket, next she picked up the basket. Smiling to herself, she placed a hand on Terrell's shoulder and used him to stand up, intentionally placing all her weight for a brief moment onto that shoulder. She had to imagine the look on his face, what would be underneath the mask. It brought her a little bit of pleasure if she were honest. This is something friends do, right? Turning to the wolves before calling out to them both. \"Hey, Blur, Angel! Get over here!\" She dangled the bag of food for them both to see, leaving the top open, so the scent can fill the air. Turning back towards Terrell before suggesting that Floor should join in this as well, more as a model student if anything." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would lower his shoulder under the weight she placed on it, making it harder than needed to use him completely to stand up. A smug look crossed what little could be seen of his face before he'd soon look away to focus on the pups. Ansel and Blur would glance up at the mention of their names, water dripping from their muzzles as they'd merely stare over at her. With the suggestion of bringing Floof over as well, Terrel would bring the whistle to his mouth, blowing into it before calling him over. Floof would turn his head towards them, happily bounding over to the two as he'd glance up, tongue hanging from his jaws. As the scent of food began to waft around the area, the other two would slowly begin shuffling over to Manon, staring up at her and practically mimicking Floof as if to beg for the treats." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Alright, today we're going to learn how to control our urges. Floor, since you already know what to do you'll be my little helper today.\" She turned to Blur and Angel. \"Please try your best to do what Floor does.\" She placed the contents of the jerky into her basket before placing the bag down in front of the dogs. They needed to get a good whiff of the reward they could receive if they listened. Turning around and walking back to Terrell, standing right beside him \"Blow the whistle again.\" She also placed some berries over the jerky, attempting to mask the smell as well." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Sounds of steps were heard throughout the Forest. It Sounded like a pair of Sandals, and that was right. A Okamimi with the name of Taela was walking through said forest. Her Sandals doing said sounds. She was Sweating a bit what was slowly showing on her body with her tabi a bit drenched by them also looking a bit dirty. Though why was she sweating. If one were to look at here, he'd see that she was actually exercising, running huge laps throughout the forest since workout in the Morning was quite Important to her. She'd Probably have to clean those things afterwards. Whilst doing the exercises she was thinking about maybe getting a few Resources so she may Sew some clothes for workout together since that would be better than wearing her fancy Kimono during it. Maybe she'd do that after the Session. After some while she stopped for a little break, going to a nearby river and drinking a bit out of it and then sitting nearby it. Slowly removing her Sandals as well as Tabi socks from her feet and dangiling them in the Water which was quite refreshing.\n<" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Upon approaching the lake, she'd notice that to her right was a green haired wood elf. They leaned back upon a nearby tree looking out on the water. Unlike other wood elf, she wore more modern clothing. Clothing that you'd only seen to be dawned by those who live within walls. Or in this else's worlds, the clothing of cowards. It was a shame this clothing was so comfortable though. A fur lined wool coat, great sweater, dark leather pants and dark brown boots.\n\nIn her left hand was a medium-sized bow. It seemed entirely made of metal besides the makeshift leather grips on the sides. Her right hand rested on her chest. Seems she was gripping something. Upon further inspection, said something was a necklace. She wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. Staring out on the horizon in deep thought. Her quiver full of arrows and bookbag laid to her left leaning against the tree as well." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The Sound of her Dangeling would probably make some Sounds. Same as the arrival at the River should make some Noises that might get the atention of the Wood Elf. However Taela Noticed the Elf herself by seeing her in the corner of her eye. She looked over to her for a short time and then turned her head to the river again. She didn't really care that someone was near her, though the Bow made her a little uncomfortable. Which is why she was a bit on guard. Nobody knows if one is a bandit or not. Better be safe. She then continued Cleaning her Feet as well as the socks which made them a little wet but she didn't care.\n\nShe then slowly took them on again and then filled her hands with a little bit of water to clean her face a little. She then layed down onto the grass and relaxed a little like she planned to. Though her guard was still a bit on." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The wood elf's deep thought would soon come to an end. As it had, she let out a sigh before pushing herself off the tree and onto her on feet. She turned to grab her things but would stop in he tracks as she noticed the Karimi. Her blue eyes stared at her for a while. For such a beautiful color, they obviously held venom within them. \n\n\"How much did you see?\"\n\nShe asked, no, demanded the Karimi to answer. Despite her attempting to sound threatening or scary, her voice seemed to be a bit quieter than she seemed to want it to be. Upon further inspection, her face was a bit wet and her face was red too. Her eyes were watery and red as if she had been crying. Had she?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "As Taela heard the Elf speak, she raised a brow and opended one eye to look at her\n\n\" Mh? See what exactly? \"\n\nShe then asked, not giving her face much attention, thus not really noticing her wet face. Though she saw the red tone but didnt care much for it. It just could've been that she was hot or Angry and thus having a red face. After looking a short glimpse at her after the question she closed her Eye before Standing up again and reopening them, revealing her Eyes comepletly now. Taela was actually quite a bit Shorter than the elf just standing there with 1 and a half head lesser of size. But size doesnt really matter does it?. She then Noticed the Wet parts of her face and was now wondering why it was wet there, Did she wash herself? No that would probably look different. She then looked at the redness of her Face and probably her eyes to since thats quite normal when crying,(If she did of course) thinking if this Elf just cried or something" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The elf wiped her face with her sleeve. The redness clearing up as she looked down upon the Mimi. She wasn't used to this height difference. Normally she was shorter when she confronted people. Answering her question with another seemed to irritate her. \n\n\"Don't fucking play dumb with me. How long have you been here?\"\n\nThe elf obviously didn't want to be found out for crying. She couldn't be seen weak by anyone. Even if it was just people she met a single time." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\" Look, i dont know what youre onto, but i didn't see anything from you. I just came here and sat down, so what is your Problem? \"\nShe then Asked looking a bit Annoyed since the Elf was a bit rude even though Taela didn't do anything bad to her. Even though The Elf was significantly bigger than her Taele didn't really looked like she was scared. In the time she finished her Sentences she bended down to put on her Footwear real quick in case things could get worse with that Elf." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You better not be lying\"\n\nShe muttered, clearing her throat so she didn't sound so sad. She examined the Mimi. It was pretty far from any homes, at least to the elves knowledge.\n\n\"What are you doing out here anyway?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\" Oh? Im just taking a break from the exercises i did, thats it \"\n\nTaela said, now standing up again and looking at Erin at full size. She then looked over to the water and came closer again, Washing her hands when she noticed they were a bit dirty from relaxing on the ground. After that was done she came back to the elf.\n\n\" Why are you asking though.. \"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thieves are all around. I was just making sure you weren't going to try and steal from me. I wouldn't want to get my coat dirty with your blood\"\n\nShe smirked as she swung her quiver and bookbag around her back. She was attempting to assert a sort of dominance over the Mimi. It was unannounced to her that Tabla may not care as much as the elf expected of her." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The fox's ears twitched idly. She had no clue how one could have a favorite food and not eat it.\"Elves are so strange.\"She said before looking past him back towards the house.\"So this is your den? Elves always seem to have very large ones. I wonder what kinds stuff you guys store in there.\"The fox didn't seem to wait for an answer. She was quick on her feet as she fox-formed and darted over to the house, proceeding to break and enter." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He internally scolded himself for letting this woman live, but ultimately putting Henrietta in the coup again and ran into the house making a mental note to beef up security around the area and to be more careful of his surroundings.\n\nThe insides of the house was more different than before, such as new furniture, wallpaper, and a carpet that no longer stinks of dried blood! Though he did keep that weirdly scorched family portrait hanging above a fireplace." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Luckily enough, the fox didn't seem to have destroyed anything in her making her way in. Instead she had found a warm patch of sunlight coming in from one of the windows and had decided to curl up on the floor beneath it. She peered over at the Elf lazily and shifted back to humanoid form, which at this point it was getting hard to really tell the difference between.\"I can't believe you have this whole den to yourself. And not another Elf scent for miles.\"She said.\"Don't you guys like stay in packs or something?\"The fox stretched out on the floor, lounging peacefully with clearly no intent on moving." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He stood stiff when he hears the comment, but he shrugs off the surprise \"Well yes, but nobody stays here long enough when they come over so it's mostly just me and the animals\" He replies with a sheepish smile, he wasn't lying nor was he telling the whole truth though the fox didn't need to know that information, it's not like he's hiding a deep dark secret that he wants 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 to find out or else he'd probably need to start packing and move again." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well that's stupid.\"The fox commented with a snort.\"Who makes a den this large just to keep their food in it? If I lnew this place existed, I'd be plumper than those chickens that practically walked into my paws. All the elves I've seen had all kinds of dens next to each other and food that they were less than friendly with sharing. That and land anyways, but they were always a group.\"She let out a yawn.\"I guess they'd be pretty weak without one. It's a wonder why no one else came to steal your food by now.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Truly a mystery\" He replied almost sinisterly, but he shot a question before this accidental slip up could be pointed out though he doubts the fox paid attention too much he's sure she tuned him out all this time \"If you want to sleep I have a separate room for you to sleep in instead of you sleeping on the floor...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "It was true that the fox was hardly paying attention to him. Only when he asked her a question did she peer over at him.\"Does the room really matter? I'd end up sleeping on the floor regardless.\"She questioned him, not really in tune with the concept of there being anywhere else to sleep." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Eventually he just gives up and lets the fox lady sleep on his floor, the circumstances could've been worse, like she could be stolen all of his possessions or worse she finds out, and he has to kill another living being again which is getting tiring at this point, now that he's remembering back he should probably go back to get the abandoned shovel somewhere out there in the forest." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "It didn't seem like the fox was going to move from the spot she was in, so the Silnari could go back for the shovel if he wanted to. By now, it looked like she had practically dozed off on the floor as she had returned back to her fox form and remained curled up peacefully under the sunlight." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With the fox seemingly knocked out like a light he just went and left to get the shovel, he locked the front door just in case any more things attempts to get in like a rabid raccoon or something." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox had completely dozed off by the time he came back, mouth wide open as her body was splayed out on the floor. She would have looked dead if not for the rise and fall of her chest. It wasn't until she had heard the sound of a door locking that she finally woke back up tiredly.\"Eh? Did I doze off?\"She questioned, letting out a yawn and sitting up to stretch.\"I haven't slept that well in moons.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah you slept like the dead, couldn't wake you up if I tried\" He shrugs making his way to a nearby armchair and sitting on it, he looked confused when the fox spoke of not being able to sleep well for days (or moons) which he understands seeing as the forest was crawling with stuff it would be unwise to just leave yourself vulnerable to whatever might lurk." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She climbed up onto the window sill and stared out into the forest.\"I suppose this place will be worth visiting again.\"The fox decided.\"No predators, no pack, just a den and food. Such easy living, you'd think you'd get bored of it.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I get bored occasionally, but I always find something to do eventually\" He replied, he dreamt once of going on many adventures just like in the books he reads so often but with recent events that dream would just remain a dream, maybe one day, but he doesn't think he'll be qualified for such a thing." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She let out a huff of air to show her doubt and turned to look back at him.\"Like what? Wander around with that shovel all day? Or watching those birds? Or burying stuff? Hardly sounds like anything fun.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I have books to read, it doesn't sound like much fun to you maybe, but it's enough for me! I don't need to go on silly adventures to have fun\" Ok he might have said the last like a bit too harsh but whatever-he has plenty of things to keep him occupied! It's not like he lays awake at night thinking about how his life could've turned out differently if he didn't walk through that area of town so late at night! He's fine just being by himself with no one for miles!... Ok he might had a problem with the whole isolation thing, but it's for the best anyway so he doesn't need to complain." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She gave a snort at the ridiculousness of his statement.\"How can someone living out in the forest think of themself as too good for adventures?\"The fox asked, putting his words in her own.\"This place reeks of you, as if you've hardly left it in the past 12 moons. You got no pack here, no family, just a bunch of captured food and those... Book things keeping you here. You're bound to go crazy. I've seen many crazy elves. Fortunately I manage to escape them every time.\"The fox looked rather proud of the statement as she scratched her ears with an arm." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well maybe because 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 couldn't leave the forest because of... Unforeseen events let's just say\" He replied as he got up and picked out a book from the nearby bookshelves and sat back down, he thinks back to what she had said 'You're bound to get crazy'... Ok maybe he's gone a 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 insane seeing as he's not surprised or frightened at the sight of blood anymore, but he's not fully insane!.... Yet." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox hopped off the window sill, crossing the room in one swift movement before gracefully finding herself sitting atop the arm of the chair Wilhelmina was in. She swatted away the book he held and climbed up on the head of the chair.\"Maybe someone is just scared to leave their posh and lavish life to deal with the crazies in the forest.\"She commented in return, figuring his hesitation was in him hardly having any trouble with survival seeing as he had everything he could possibly need." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe I am scared just not for the reasons you might think\" He almost slapped himself for talking about this, he doesn't know if it's the desperation, but he feels something inside him crack, pleading for him to just let everything that's been shoved inside the metaphorical spill, but he can't just do that! He could blow his cover! And he doesn't even know this fox lady like that! He just can't risk it. It's best to just shut up about it." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well spit it out then. Don't keep trying to leave me hanging.\"She snapped back at him.\"Always so cryptic. It's hard enough to understand your language as is without you at least trying to be more indirect.\"She said with a scoff." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I. Uhm\" He's thinking of too many things to keep track, he could kill her, but it'll be a hassle, he could deflect it, but then he'll be suspicious, he could just tell her to leave but that'll be rude!, he silently cursed himself for saying too much as he sits there almost motionless quiet as a mouse." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "It was a warm day in Huiruor. The cries of eagles and the rustling of the undergrowth disturbed the forest's peace and tranquility, not that such things were unwelcome. There was something unnatural about true silence; the world was not crafted in such a way to be devoid of noise, in all its chaos and discord. There was just something about the empty noise that made you feel like but an observer, as if the world was going on around you, regardless of your choices and decisions. Such meaninglessness was freeing.\n\nA horse's hooves broke through this silence, as the wooden man on its back hummed. This wooden man was a stranger to this forest, from an even stranger land, where such sights were as alien as he. Yet he felt weirdly at home, surrounded by his unliving cousins. His song was one of his people, learned many years ago. Music and company were all that carried him through those trying times, many years ago. Now he only had the former.\n\nThe man-thing, who had claimed the name Gambir, approached a lake, vast and blue. Many herbs and reeds dotted the banks, like little forests of their own, and dragonflies and bees flew around the flowers and plants. He had once prowled such banks for ingredients, but that was many days ago, in a distant land.\n\nGambir dismounted the steed on lead it to the bank of the river, where he procured a stake from its satchel and planted it in the ground, wrapping its reigns around it. The horse began to drink and eat of the rich grass, succulent and of a darkest green. Gambir doffed his large robe and clothing, stripping himself almost bare, bar his hat and cloth that kept his modesty. Even though he was alone, he would not allow the woodland creatures, of which he could converse, to an awkward sight. He looked up and soaked in the sun, before he waddled past the reeds and into the shallow water, where he sat.\n\nA large gash spread from the oaken man's neck to waist, as if a large blade had torn him asunder, along with many scars of a lesser seriousness. Many pink flowers were spread across his body, small but vibrant, many coming off his head and shoulders where they could best reach the light. His eyes were yellow and large, sparkling with the light of the desert sun, as he blankly stared out into the horizon, past the trees and the water and the mountains, to visions of home now lost." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was a quiet day in the forests. Well, every day in the Outskirts was quiet if Mimi had any say over it, but today especially so. There was barely anyone around due to the upcoming winter, which left the few roaming the forest almost bored. And yet Mimi was there, at the center of it all... Drifting slowly on the surface of a lake, if a person was close enough, she appeared dead. She had made her thoughts on this clear: If she was tasked to do something by her master, she would try to accomplish it. Or go home. But that last option held no meaning, as she needed to find the herbs first.\n\nMimi situated herself floating on the lake's surface, her eyes scanning the sandy floor in an attempt to find the underwater herb. She drifted in a manner so practiced it looked mechanical, or it would've been it not for her usual elegance." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It was only then that Gambir noticed a splotch in the water, distracting him from his daydreams. He had quickly passed it off as a mirage, one of the many he had seen in his life. Yet, he was well-hydrated, well-fed, and the sun did not bare down on the land enough to cause such an illusion. His eyes adjusted and peered forwards at this misshapen lump. It was almost humanoid in shape, yet blue and almost translucent. What could it be? Some creature of the lake, perhaps? Not an animal, not a man. Oh! How could he be so blind?\n\n\"GREETINGS, NAIAD, GUARDIAN AND SPIRIT OF THE LAKE! I MEAN THEE NO HARM!\"\n\nGambir raised his arm and waved at the thing, his limb long and slender and green, his wooden stretching to the sky. His voice was booming and rough, yet his words were pronounced elegantly.\n\n\"I DO HOPE I DID NOT ENCROACH ON THY MOST SACRED GROUND! I MERELY WISHED TO BATHE IN THESE WATERS AND CLEANSE MYSELF! CAN THOU HEAR ME ADEQUATELY?\"\n\nThe plant man was more than loud enough. Perhaps not loud enough to pierce the surface of the water, but his voice echoed on the realm of the land, disturbing a number of birds that simply wished to rest. He had heard of naiads, water spirits, in the words and folklore-tomes of tavern dwellers nearby. Perhaps the Great White Sea even had its own? There were stories of guardian spirits amongst his folk, perhaps they were of such creatures?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The Uzi would raise her head from the surface of the water, the jellyfish on her head deflated. Mimi watched his body language, unflinching. She didn't make a physical move to approach him nor move from her position. She stood, her back straight and expression cheerful yet reserved. Her dress flowed beautifully down her frame in the water, where the hem almost reached to brush against the lake floor.\n\n\"Mimi says your loud... Why?\" *She questioned in a tone as neutral as her gaze. She was quiet while speaking in the forests, but her voice was clear and words carefully paced, so her intention could still be made out easily. One may wonder why she didn't want to answer his question; Maybe she really was just a confused person behind that mask, or maybe she wanted to keep a secret from him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I APOLOGISE, CREATURE OF THE LAKE, I SHALL LOWER MY VOICE IMMEDIATELY!\"\n\nGambir made a sound like coughing up a hairball, perhaps a poor attempt at clearing his throat. His next words were still loud, but his bellows did not shake the very trees and stones.\n\n\"I have quieted myself now, spirit of the water! Is Mimi thy name? I am Gambir, of land afar, and have come bearing no ill will!\"\n\nGambir continued to sit awkwardly in the shallows, knees tucked tight to his chest. Ignoring the loudness of his voice, many small fish had come to nibble on the moss that furrowed his lower half. He paid no mind to them, simple creatures free of worry, as he was but a curiosity to them.\n\n\"If I may ask, what art thou doing in these waters most splendid? I am always ready to assist a creature as divine as thee!\" In truth, Gambir simply wanted to do something, anything. He felt useless merely traveling, and it was his deepest desire to be of some importance to anyone, anything. Combat was most preferable, but he doubted he'd find such things here." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mimi raised her eyebrows at the sudden interest of assistance. \"How dare you call Mimi a Naiad?\" She said, sounding mildly defensive. Silence, tense and awkward, filled the clearing. It stretched between them, oddly heavy as the sun lowered in the sky. She cleared her throat and dropped her gaze. She was unsure whether to stay or leave, especially since he hadn't said anything outright rude, but at the same time, he hadn't come off as inviting either well. To Mimi.\n\n \"Mimi does need help however.\" She motioned at the sky, the pale shades of blue now shifting into a melt of tangerine, red, and rosy purple as the first stages of sunset began to sink in. \"Mimi wants to know if flying herbs are real\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "She was staring deeply at him, but at his response gave a small shake of her head.\"Right.\"The fox said in a tone of doubt.\"At the very least this place is good for hunting, so looks like you'll be stuck with me for a while.\"The fox continued as she hopped of the chair and made her back towards the window.\"Maybe I'll even make a nest for myself while I'm here.\"She gave a quickly flick of her tail and transformed back into a fox before proceeding to hop out the window." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He looked at the window the fox just jumped out of in shock... Did he get a new housemate?? Ok he should've just kicked her out when she suggested it, but he doesn't think he can bring himself to just tell her to outright leave seeing as her circumstances are worse than his he could at least give her shelter for few days... Yeah, just few days. He just hopes she won't see anything untoward during her stay, so he stood put back the book that was previously swatted away and sat back down looking at that exact window wondering what the hell he's going to do with this new event that just unfolded." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"That's... A big branch\" He said coming out to check what the heck she was doing, he thought she went away to pick up something that's small or portable not expecting a large branch to be dragged unto his front door." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well at least your eyes work.\"She said, gazing over at him.\"This shall be the start of a new nest so paws off.\"The fox grabbed the branch and shifted it into a position that she liked before eventually stepping away from it.\"I got a lot of work to do if I want to finish this up before nightfall, so I'll catch you later Elf.\"She said to him before turning and heading off." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "It had been a few days since the fox had just moved in. The den she started originally had quickly grown into a mesh of brambles and sticks at the side of the Silnari's house. Every now and then the fox cycled through the place, picking off a couple of chickens and settling to warm herself in the sunlight of midday. Currently, she was curled up at the front door, soaking in the sun's rays after another easy meal. She was really starting to get used to this paradise." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He's gotten used to the presence of another after the fox lady practically barged her way into his life, he doesn't mind her doing the things she did since she hasn't done anything outlandish, and she probably hasn't found out his secret! Probably he can't be too careful of course, well it's a nice existence for both of them... Wait he hasn't even asked her what her name was. Nor has she asked his. He won't bring it up for now." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "It had been several weeks following Bella's departure from Kadho, and for what was the first adventure for the kindred travelling merchant, things had taken a turn for the worst. Despite the map and compass she had in hand, Bella Gladstone's poor sense of direction suddenly had gotten the better of her as she found herself lost within one of Ombu's magical forests, the seemingly pleasant woman now thrown into a more dangerous situation.\n\n\"Oh dear... Oh dear... Bella, what are you going to do... It was plain foolish to decide to go into the forest... Jasmine wouldn't have made such a common mistake...\"\n\nShe would quietly mutter to herself as she kept one hand secured to the dagger she kept on her belt, the other on her long dress to make sure she didn't trip over any of the sprawling overgrowth, revealing her tight-covered legs and heels. She had no clue what was going to happen next, but as time progressed, she was feeling more and more frightened by the second... Not even her optimism was likely to get her through." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "At first it was the sound of a twig snapping in the distance, followed by small squeaking of some kind. Not even a second after the squeak did the sound of something exploding from the earth. Whatever was going on was coming straight towards the lost merchant girl. Then a small brown rabbit appeared from beyond a small bush, fleeing something in the opposite direction. The fearful rabbit didn't even seem to care that a person was there as it continued in a straight line towards her. Every hop the mammal made a vine pierced through the earth as if trying to capture the rabbit. It wasn't long before multiple vines whipped around for the critter and then sinking back into the earth. \nAnother sound began to grow from the direction the rabbit had come from, it sounded as if winds were blowing leaves and branches except there wasn't a wind to be felt this deep into the forest. Far off in the distance the forest seemed to bend away from whatever was approaching. The branches pulled outwards, some of the more fragile ones snapped entirely. Roots and vines that littered the floor began receding away as well. From behind the lost girl another loud squeak could be heard as a vine finally pierced the ground directly underneath the rabbit and held it high into the air, it's legs still kicking as if it was running. \nThe phantom wind soon reached Bella as the bush directly in front of the female magically moved out of the way revealing an almost straight path into the forest. On the other side was a rather ordinary looking girl who had a staff in one hand and a woven basket in the other. Manon fell to her knees not to far away from Bella as she panted and gasped for a breath. She looked up from where she sat and went completely frigid as a person stood directly in front of her. \n\n\"Uh- H-Hello?\" She wasn't entirely sure what to say." }, { "from": "human", "value": "It almost felt like a horror bursting from the earth itself. Bella, cautious as ever, let out a gasp as she proceeded to take a few steps back from the poor rabbit that was trying to hop away before it became a part of the Mother Nature yet again thanks to several vines dragging it down to its city doom. Of course, noticing nature in its full wrath was more than enough to scare the faint-hearted merchant.\n\n\"Good heavens!\" She suddenly cried out as she continued to back away from the surging winds, vines and branches rushed around her, before she came to notice the young woman who had emerged from the overgrowth itself, like a woman who was quite literally a part of nature itself. Her defensive instincts and fear kicking in, Bella's grip on her dagger's hilt tightened, her eyes closed shut tightly as she defensively held a hand forward in desperate hope that it would defend her.\n\n\"W-Who are you...? S-State your business...!\" Bella responded, shaking like a little leaf from a tree..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The forest seemed to grow quiet, other than the rabbit that was still squealing in the air. The healer didn't say anything for a few seconds as she continued to gasp for air. Running wasn't something she had to do very often. Using her left hand to push herself onto her bottom as she sat in front of the scared woman, her right hand finding a place on her chest as the sound of her beating heart echoed through her ears. After a final exhale she lifted her dirty left hand from the forest floor and pointed towards the traveler. At least it would look like it as the rabbit was pretty near to where Bella stood. \n\"That rabbit has been giving me a run for everything I'm worth. I'm uh.\" She focused on the dagger Bella was holding and then looked over her shoulder at the makeshift path her nature magic created for her. \"Oh dear, I must have terrified you, I thought you were just a deer or something.\" It wasn't like her magic explicitly told Manon that a human was there, her magic could pick up on things like stepping on roots or brushing through leaves and shrubs. The only reason why she could sense the rabbit was based on its speed. \"My name is Manon Surat, I'm sorry for startling you.\" She got back up onto her feet as she slowly walked towards the female. Soon she started to slowly side step around Bella, making sure to not take a step closer. \"I'm just going to slowly go this way and grab the rabbit, I mean no harm.\" Which was half true, if she didn't find a meal before nightfall she wouldn't be able to tell friend from foe. \"What brings you out here Miss... Uh\" She looked for any unique features, but everything looked... Normal. \"Uh. Miss.\" She gave up on finding a nickname for the young lady." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As Manon seemed to try to catch her breath from the exertion of her own abilities, Bella fearfully kept her eyes shut for a few seconds, waiting for either bloody death or for her feeble threats to make some use. She was far from the type who was capable of fighting, let alone someone who Wanted* To fight, but she knew that she had to defend herself somehow. However... Fate for Bella was strange, as nothing happened.\n\nShe would peek one of her eyes out, a flash of magenta showing itself as it looked over at Manon. And it was with that short glance that Bella seemed to relax just a tinge, her untainted hand that was raised in front of Manon lowering a little, alongside the grip of her dagger loosening. However, she still remained in her defensive stance, she still had no clue what was going on...\n\n\"Oh... Gladstone. Miss Gladstone.\" Bella responded, her naturally soft voice carrying with itself a refined air. It was clear that she was no fighter, let alone adventurer, but she was there, and she was in the forest talking to a fellow lady.* \"But... What is somebody like you doing here? Do people such as yourself normally take a stroll in the forest?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon finally side-stepped behind Lady Gladstone as she reached the rabbit that was panicking from the vine. Reaching forward with her right hand she grasped the mammal and pulled it from the vine with ease. Manon lifted her gaze upwards towards Lady Gladstone for brief moment, two cat like pupils gazing examining the female for just a second.\n\n \"I'm here for this rabbit and no people stay clear of these woods.\" \n\nShe lowered her gaze onto the scared rabbit before her lips parted slightly. Whatever came out of her mouth was clearly a language, a language that the majority of people have never heard before and couldn't learn naturally. The only thing that seemed to understand or gave any type of reaction was the rabbit within her hand. It sounded almost like song, whatever came from Manon's lips and within a few minutes of singing the rabbit stopped squirming and soon enough shaking. This was always the hardest part for the vampire, she knew what she needed to do, but she hesitated. Drops of water fell from Manon's chin and onto the forest floor below." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I mean most of of the other barn animals like cows, sheeps, and pigs are in there\" He points beyond the Chicken Coups revealing a red barn with white accents, inside there's a small rumbling of animal noises though not as loud as the chickens \"But i think I've already sold most of them so it's probably why you haven't seen any get around, not as much as the chickens anyway\" He replied sitting down near the sleepy fox." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't know what those are.\"She said, looking up at him with a blank expression. It was clear the fox didn't really know much about farm animals and probably didn't care much for that matter as long as they were food.\"Sold?\"She questioned, recollecting the meaning behind the word.\"For what, more birds? And to whom, there's no one out here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So i could get the necessary tools to survive out here, you thought everything here was done by magic? Besides there's a town that's afew miles from here so I'm not entirely cut off from civilisation\" He replied, the town was small to say the least not too much population wise but that's good enough for him, atleast it made sneaking away abit more doable, but that's a topic for another day perhaps." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't see why you need tools to survive.\"She said nonchalantly.\"I don't have those fancy tool things and look at me. In paradise.\"She stretched out each leg individually and sat up as her sunning spot became obscured by the clouds overhead.\"Maybe if you need all that to survive you're better off in the town than out here. Though that could go for all the elves I find out here, the forest was never the place for you guys.\"She scrunched up her nose in thought." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well you wouldn't be living in paradise if i didn't buy the necessary tools to build said paradise\" He retorts back \"And i did say at some point I was not like most elves you've met\" He says again, he continued staring at the sky above that's partially blocked by the trees shadows." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She gave a snort in response.\"One elf's treasure is a scavenger's treasure too.\"The fox stated before looking at him with a face of doubt.\"Oh yeah? What makes you so different? Did the other elves banish you?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well they didn't exactly Banish Me i just preferred to be alone with no one else but myself... Well that is until you came along of course\" He says to her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe that's why you're so weird.\"She said casually.\"Been away from your elf group for so long now you're acting as if you're some kind of loner. Aren't elves supposed to be around other elves so that they know how to act like elves?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Can say the same about you\" He retorts \"Aren't you supposed to be with other foxes aswell? Someone to help you hunt and make a home instead of being a loner like me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe if it wasn't for your kind I would be.\"She snaps back at him, teeth partially bared at Wilhelmina for reaching the subject. The fox eventually laid back down and turned her back to him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He doesn't know what she meant so he just shuts up and let the silence befall upon the two of them." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The fox's fur was standing on end for a while, but after sometimes she eventually managed to get it to lie flat again.\"It's a wonder of what possessed you guys to come all the way out into the forest. Things were much more peaceful when you all stuck to those clump of dens you call a town, but you had to keep expanding that territory all the way out here and for what? Because you're tired of your kind?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "She walked here and sat under a tree\n\nShe has fallen asleep" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Ryland had been walking around the outer edges of the forest, an area void of people, or so he thought. What he didn't know was that there was a Macon sleeping not too far away from him, the intentions of this person of course was just about as know to him about their presence though so all he could do was just continue on as he just took a look around. Ryland wasn't unarmed though, he had a wooden longbow upon his left shoulder, it was definitely through years of use which was shown by just by its worn appearance" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She rolled onto her side and she revealed a bloody and dirty bandage wrapped around her arm. She was unaware that there was another Macen there so she kept on sleeping" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Soon enough Ryland had come across this other person, a passed out woman by the seems of it, just by chance. Usually he would have walked on by but seeing as this person had a dirtied and bloodied bandage upon their arm, he had to act, this of course causing him to walk over to the woman, crouch down next to her, and gently shake her to make sure that she is alive. He also spoke in a low voice, one almost equal to a whisper, just to try and elicit a response\n\n\"Hey... Are you okay?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She would be breathing normally and she would wake up a little \"Oh hello\" She would say still sort of asleep" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah hello. Is your arm okay?\"\n\nRylan shrugged off the greeting, instead deciding to focus upon the fact that her arm had a bloodied bandage upon it. Now, he wasn't a medical professional but when someone bleeds that much, it never meant that the wound was small. He didn't have to worry about her of course but him being a decent person decided it be best he not just walks off now that he made his presence known" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She would sit up and remove the dirtied bandage to reveal a large gash on her arm \"It's okay I'm fine\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are ya sure? That gash doesn't seem to be all too great\"\n\nJust as he inferred, there was a decent sized gash beneath the bandage. This of course was a cause for worry because with large wounds came a large chance of it getting infected, this of course was known to cause death, and frankly he didn't want someone to die by something that can be fixed fairly easy. He wasn't sure if he could fix it, but there probably was a healer in a nearby town that could help her though\n\n\"You may want to get it healed soon\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You have a fair point. I'm Adeliza by the way\" She smiled and tried to hide her pain" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's nice to meet you Adelina, you can call me Ryland\"\n\nRyland gave a small smile as he introduced himself before casting a quick gaze back to the wound, the sight of it bringing a small frown to his face. He stood up from where he was crouching, holding out his hand to help Adelina up soon after getting up. He honestly couldn't say he remembered if the village he was last at had a healer in it, but it was worth a try if he were to be honest, it was better to try instead of stand around and do nothing\n\n\"Let's go and try a healer then, ain't no point in just sitting around after all\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yup and thank you so much for your help\" She'd take his hand and smile at him. She winced slightly at the pain in her arm but she was very grateful to him for helping her" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's the least I can do at this point... Say, what are you doing out this far anyway?\"\n\nThey were in the woods with only a vague direction to go if they wanted to reach even territory after all, not many people could be found out this far in all reality. Ryland, though obviously not being of the even kind, had his reasons being here, but he did want to hear what Adelina's reason was, especially when she had such a wound on her arm" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well my wound is from someone who i risked my own life for but who took me for granted and so i got mad and then he did this to me and so I'm out here because I had no where else to go plus I wanted to explore\" She started to feel a bit light headed but she didn't want to say anything because she didn't want to be anymore of a burden than she already was" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well you should've taken care of that gash before thinking of exploring, you realize you could have bled out and died out here right?\"\n\nRyland spoke with a tone more of concern with a little bit of scolding than of anger or anything of the sorts, he was't a monster after all. He did start leading Adelina out of the woods as well, the way out wasn't all too tough or labor-intensive, but it definitely wasn't easy either... This of course could prove tough for those whom aren't physically fit or are heavily wounded, thankfully Ryland was't either... He wasn't too sure about Adelina though" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She clung onto him so that she could maintain her balance and strength \"I know that was a really dumb thing to do but I was so mad that I didn't care I'm sorry that I've already made such a bad impression of myself\"\n\n\"Besides no one would've cared if I died or not because I had no one\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No need to apologize, you are obviously in a pretty bad condition as is\"\n\nSeeing as Adelina was using him as a way of support, Ryland decided to take her arm over his shoulder just so it was a bit easier for the both of them. He figured that blood loss was getting on her so he needed to be quick, the wound also needed to be recovered up, but he could do that once they reach a less brushy area\n\n\"As for no one caring, that may have been true before but seeing as I care enough to give you help, well... You have someone that cares for you right now\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Exotic animals... Exotic Animals...\"\nThe young man paces in a circle. As he ponders about exotic animals. . .Beastkin and Oriates cross his mind. He senses something oddly wrong about the idea but goes for anyways\n\n\"Zebra?—No plain, Lion— no too boisterous—Leopard?\"\n\nHe was going down the list of savanna animals, he still felt that there was something ironically wrong about dressing as a beastkin or an oriate. Especially if one of his acquaintances was one. . .\n\n\"I give, tell me Lyra. . . What animal?\"\nIt was at this point the young man decided to fully commit to loitering around Lyra. He'd go and take a seat on the base of a nearby tree" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Zebra is actually a nice idea.\" Lyra timidly pointed out, but with a smile. Perhaps she was getting a bit more loose. \"But... I was actually thinkin', somethin' like a peacock.\" She explained while tapping her fingers against her paper." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The young man would hesitate in his motion to sit down he shakes his head at the Zebra idea he thought about its palette for a moment, then it's symbolism . . . He did keep it as a fallback idea. But as he heard the name peacock. His view focuses on Lyra in a state of awe, A peacock—! It's a perfect. It's colorful, showy and it symbolizes quite a few things that resonates with him as a person. . . He smirks before he speaks\n\n\"Actually, a peacock isn't that bad of an idea. . . I'll probably go with that! Only problems now is I must go find one and sadly borrow its feathers. . . I won't be looking forward to harming said bird.\"\nHe sighs, and laughs to himself placing a hand on his forehead.\n\n\"That . . . And I'm not going to be looking forward to my acquaintances remarks of me being a peacock. . . I think I can already imagine the jokes they'll make when they see it. . . \"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"They... Make jokes of you?\" Lyra asked, with some oddly deep sympathy. \"It's okay. Sometimes people pointed out I'm too odd-minded.\" She added, kind of almost missing the point of the conversation.\n\nThen, she managed to snap herself back to the topic. \"Oh. But I'm glad you considered one of my ideas good.\" She said with a smile." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"There is no need to worry about repaying me now, we still have to get you out of the woods after all\"\n\nRyland adjudged a little to let her bandage herself as they walked, it was better that she didn't just bleed out as they traversed the land after all" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"But still I do need to repay you so how can I repay you?\" She started to get a bit weaker and a bit more light-headed, but she tried her best not to show it, and she kept going with his help out of the woods" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We can worry about that later, for now just hang in there\"\n\nRyland was unaware of the fact that she was slowly getting more and more lightheaded, this of course was a bad thing that he couldn't exactly fix easily, he wasn't a healer after all. All he could do was try and get the two of them to safety as quickly and safely as possible." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"How much farther?\" Her legs started to get a bit weak" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not much further, do you need a rest or anything?\"\n\nRyland was still fine to go but if Adeliza wasn't he would be fine with stopping for a break if it was needed, he didn't want to push a wounded person too far after all" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Do you mind if we do?\" As she finished that sentence she collapsed onto the ground and passed out" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Whelp...\"\n\nIt was the worst case scenario, Adelina had collapsed and passed out soon after speaking. This of course wasn't a good sign so Ryland waisted no time in bending down and scooping the girl up so they could continue moving on. He could see the edge of the woods not even 40 yards away, they could make it hopefully" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She was still breathing, and she tried her hardest to hold onto him, and she was hoping that her makeshift bandage wasn't going to fall off while they were walking" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Ryland continued through the underbrush right up until he exited the woods and found himself by a well worn down dirt road, this was good of course because it meant that a town was nearby. The distance to that town was unknown to him though" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ryland...\" She would say his name in a faint voice" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Stop talking and just conserve your energy\"\n\nRyland spoke in a stern and steady tone, one what both showed some worry but not enough to really mean anything deep for all he was doing was making sure a stranger lived to see another day, no more and no less. Frankly he couldn't say that he had ever come across a situation like this before so he was a bit high on adrenaline as he recounted the recent events in his head, his mind had also dabbled in the thought of Adeliza dying but he decided not to think on that... He'd rather not think of having to deal with a corpse after all" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You don't have to do this I'll be okay\" She tried to stand up so that she could walk too so that he wouldn't have to carry her. She was extremely grateful to him for all that he had done, and she didn't want to be a burden to him" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You just passed out, there is no way that you can do this on your own\"\n\nRyland doubted that Adeliza would get far on her own seeing as she just passed out and had to be carried. This meant that he resisted against her trying to be put down, he didn't want her to use too much energy in trying to support herself after all\n\n\"So please conserve your energy\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She finally gave in \"But what happens when you get tired?\" She was slightly scared for him more than for herself" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Don't worry about that okay?\"\n\nRyland may have only been a Macen but he had spent years doing hard work, this of course meant that he had a really decent endurance. Sure, there was a slight burn in his arms as he walked on but he could tell that they were getting near somewhere for the woods slowly started to merge into a flatlands like area, a perfect place that a town may be\n\n\"We are almost there anyways\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you sure?\" She was a bit skeptical, and then she realized that he might need something \"Do you need water? Or food?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yes I am sure. Now will you please just rest, you are the one bleeding out after all\"\n\nHow could someone in such a dire situation be concerned about how he was, that was what Ryland found odd. He was sure that he was perfectly fine though, they were reaching the town of pretty soon, this of course meant that they had a high chance of finding a healer there" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She went quiet and stayed that way until they got there" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"No—No—... Don't give me that... You're aren't awkward.—\"\n He frowns more intently and waves off her concern of not being able to match his spunk. \"Yikes\" Echos in his consciousness, He didn't care match about her being actively engaged even if he was the more talkative person. He valued quality over quantities of words, and converse.\n\n\"I kid. . . But everyone needs someone to break their shell. Ya see? I was just like you. . . Then I met an Oriate,—Then poof—. I was Reborn Social. . . Kinda—. W-Who knows? That person may or may not be I. . . \"\n\nLucrum's horse seems to wander in the background, the sound of its hooves slowly making it way to them seemed odd. .? He turns to it to make Sure it hasn't ran off. He turn back to speak\n\n\"If you'd like— I'll leave and let you resume doing your uh— walking. . . And nature Fae things. .? Since I did protrude on it earlier.\"\nHe rubs back of his neck, thinking about an ice-breaker before he retorts with another option.\n\n\"Unless you have anything else in mind to ask or tell? . . I'm open to it.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyra was pretty confused with Luc rum forgetting that she was about to leave her home. That made her look a bit downward before being able to reply.\n\n\"N-No. I have more things to ask.\" She explained. \"Do you... Know which is the nearby place? And where to go?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nods even though being lost prior, as long as he knew where he was he could at least help her out. Lucrum raises a finger up indicating her to wait as he gets up and goes to his stead to retrieve a map\n\n\"So... We're somewhere in Ombu forest? I'll let you figure that one out, and the nearest cities from Ombu are... In the north, Upper Mentia, to the west is Huiroor, and to the east Siui.\"\n\nHe points to Mentia\n\"To get here quicker it'd be best to follow the river that leads north, there are mostly macen.\"\nTurning his attention to Huiroor\n\"Here is mostly Dark elves. It's relatively more traditional here.\"\nLastly to Siui\n\"Here resides Fire Macens and Steppes Elf's. If you cross the river from Ombu you'll end up there.\"\n\nHe hands the map to her\n\"Think you got all that or do you need further explanation?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So... Upper Media in north, Hoosier in west, and SII in east. To both north and east, take a river...\" Lyra repeated to herself before nodding her head towards Luc rum.\n\n\"I think I understand what you mean.\" She said with a smile as she grabbed the offered map." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nods to Lyra, pointing his arm outwards. Egging her to continue forth he reiterates his sentence. His voice cracks slightly.\n\n\"Unless there is anything else you have in mind, Then— that is all, I wish you safe travels. . . If you need anything I reside in Lymia and I will be in Mentia in the next few days.\" \n\nHe pets his horses mane, and prepares to mount. He looks back to the Fae one last time. His voice seems kinda disheartened at meeting a new acquaintance and having part ways so soon. Lucrum clears his throat before he return to his usual tone.\n\n\"Be careful, it's a vast world out there.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Yeah... It was all Lyra had in mind. Perhaps it was time to leave, now with more information in hands to know where to go. She calmly nodded her head with what Luc rum said. She just wasn't sure exactly of what she would need besides the artistic ... Perhaps a weapon, for self-defense.\n\n\"D-Don't worry. I will.\" She promised." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The young man after a few moments of scanning his surroundings would catch movement just out of his peripheral. Lucrum would dismount his equine and approached. He didn't know whether to stay hidden or to make his presence known just yet. . .\n\nAs he came closer he'd come to the realization it was a young maiden. He'd keep his guard up however from prior experiences as he makes his presence known. She seemed to be an elf and from was he could infer a relatively smaller one. . . What was she doing out here alone?\n\nHe realizes now being a dozen feet away. . . It would be an odd occurrence if she had spotted him and possibly mistaken whim for trailing her. . . So in doing so, Lucrum had the wise idea of making a entrance! Why not? He thinks hastily about making his first impression. Leaning against the trunk off a tree and crossing his arms. . . He gives himself a mental high-five at his creativity, as he clears his throat loudly. Trying his best to not laugh at himself\n\n\"It seem like your very in-tuned with nature. . .\"\nHe pushes his glasses back" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The hard-skinned FAE elf was blissfully unaware of the young male near her. She was too busy appreciating nature and the color green until it was too late.\n\nWhen she heard the throat clear and the masculine voice, she kind of froze and got startled in her mind. And kind of out of her mind too, judging by how her pupils shrank rapidly as she realized she wasn't alone.\n\nStill, she did her darn best to try and not sound rude as she replied, although she unwittingly let out how surprised, and at the same time, timid, she as.\n\n\"I live here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He raises his eyebrows in intrigue. A moment of silence fills the air as he thinks of something to retort with. He snapped his fingers in concern\n\n\"But— There is no city here?. . . No houses?— Wait, what is place called? . . \"\nHe drops his arms placing them to his sides. As he approaches the lady, he does his utmost to be casually. Seeing as he had just appeared and started a conversation" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uh... M-mister, actually. There is.\" Lyra nervously replied, trying to crack a grin.\n\nThe fact she didn't have her Mom to do most of the talking was making this very awkward. As in, more awkward than necessary. But she'd try to put a bit of effort into the talk.\n\n\"T-The name of this place is OMB.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The forest was relatively quiet. Perhaps too quite for most people, even the lack of birds singing would make anyone feel somewhat uncomfortable. All that could be heard was the sound of leaves brushing against each other in the gentle breeze, even the grass danced along with the breeze. All seemed still, yet eerily quiet. And the answer to the silence arrived in the form of a kitsune. One leg brushed past some tall grass, before the other came along.\n\nThe female kitsune had her ears perked up high as her body gracefully moved through the forest. Her brown skin shimmered as the sunlight hit her skin, the darkness of her fur on her ears and tail also reflected back the sunlight. Her bright yellow eyes scanned the overall area as she moved, barefoot, through the land. This was good. And she felt good about being in this forest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "There came a clanking of metal boots that disturbed the eerie silence, its presence alone was wrong. The Dark Elf looked around for the materials he needed, noticing the only sound being him. He would not be phased by the loneliness, he had a job, and he wanted to be quick about it." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Wow! Now these noises were new and interesting. She could only associate these noises with knights in shining armor, patrolling village perimeters and such. However... They were nowhere near Wakazu. What on Earth- was he lost? Now the kitsune grew curious. With her bare feet, she would move quickly and silently through the grounds, moving in the direction towards the clanking noises, until eventually, she saw sight of the man. Her ears perked in curiosity.\n\nBut she was not willing to go out there just yet.\n\nShe hid a little bit behind the tree she was against. She rose her hand up, allowing a little fiery light to form in her hand. She whispered something under her breath and her entire body gave of the faintest glow. Her form shrunk, smaller and smaller, until eventually she had turned into her 'Lesser' form. Into an arctic fox in their summer coat. From there, she shuffled her way through the bushes and out the other end, now following directly behind the dark elf." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Oblivious to the creature stalking behind him, he kept clanking through the forest. He had a few thoughts swirling in his mind. What if he met a Wood Elf? Would it be friendly? I wonder if it will take offense to my presence here? As well as \"Did he say red root or blue root... Aw, man.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The little arctic fox followed swiftly behind him, even walking beside him for a moment. The fox appeared normal, but the one different thing about her was the striking, golden yellow eyes the fox had. Completely unlike most foxes, these eyes were supernaturally bright. \n\nAs she walked beside the dark elf, and he was seemingly talking to himself, she was admiring his general appearance. All before she gave a little 'yip' and she around his ankles before darting off in front of him. She went a few feet before she stopped and turned around to face him, the ears of the fox perked up straight." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He intrigued by the fox, but why did it have an arctic coloration in a forest? And those eyes, so beautifully bright. What a funny little thing. He knelt down next to it and reached to pet it with his left hand. I: \"Doth you know where some Nightshade grows in this forest little fox?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox leaned into his hand, allowing him to pet her head. The mention of Nightshade made her perk up a bit, her eyes looking back into his own with intelligence. She gave a look no other, regular animal would give. She would immediately dart behind the dark elf and look up at him, making a soft 'yip' noise to indicate for him to follow her. From there, she bounded off in the opposite direction to where he was going. She was certainly quick, but she stopped for him to catch up." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The Elf was not used to the forest and its inhabitants, so he was tentative about following such a strange fox. But he did anyway, he needed that nightshade for a job and the fox might know something. The quick fox outmatched his speed greatly, but his endurance held up to stay in sight of it." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Once he got close enough, she would bound off again, even getting to the point where she gracefully bounced down a steep slope to the very bottom, making some stones roll down to the base. At the base of the slope, she would sit up top a rock and wait patiently for him. Her more humanistic mind thought this was quite cool, acting as though she was a wild animal. Perhaps she could use this form to her benefits... Nah, not her style.\n\nThe fox that sat on the rock appeared to shimmer entirely beneath the sunlight. That fur was thick, yet not thick enough to keep her warm for the winter. It was well kept and the fox appeared to have a very good diet, considering she does not look malnourished in the least bit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He slid down slope very stylishly before a near fantastic stumble into face-plant. Alas, his natural grace saved him from the spectacle, and he walked over to the fox, eyeing it again. He couldn't get over its super naturalness, but it led him this far. What's the worse that could happen?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He could almost feel the fox laugh a little bit as she closed her eyes as if she did laugh. Afterwards, she would stand up, shake her coat off and then hop off the rock and walk up the pathway. They weren't too far now, and she was hoping that after that lovely end to that stunt that he would still be able to catch up with her. She gave a slight pause and looked behind her, making sure he was following along. Her tail even swayed a little bit." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He was following, though he seemed to hurt his ankle a little bit. But it was of no concern, he could heal it with ease after he got back to town. How much further was his question." }, { "from": "human", "value": "After what felt like waaayyy too long to be searching for Nightshade, the fox would reach a waterfall area. She made her way onto some rocks that poked just through the surface of the water to go to the other side of the waterfall. Once she reached the ground, she turned and sat down, facing the dark elf. Behind her was a large amount of Nightshade, all in their beauty, for him to pick." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He gave the fox another scratched behind the ears before picking a small bit of Nightshade. He was glad for the fox's assistance. I: \"What could you be... Certainly no fox I've heard of.\" He knelt down again and gave some more head scratches." }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"That is a curious question.\" The fox then spoke out, followed by a giggle with the head scratches. \"What exactly could I be...\"\n\nThe fox lowered her snout to look over her body, giving off a soft little hum as she looked over her body.\n\"I appear to be an arctic fox, but... Perhaps I'm not?\" She spoke with such a teasing tone. She knew exactly what she was." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He looked confused as hell, jumping back a bit. It was not every day a fox talked to you after all.* I: \"W-what? How can you be a talking fox?!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The fox then giggled like she was enjoying driving this poor dark elf mad. She then moved back a little bit before shaking her coat again. As she did this, the faintest, red and orange glow would come from her body, her body engulfed by this glow. The outline of her body would grow and grow and grow until eventually, the glow faded, revealing... A woman. A macen-looking woman, except she had... Ears and a tail.\n\nThe rather short woman had long, black, wavy hair that went down to her waist. Her skin was dark and her eyes kept their bright yellow color. She wore a light blue top with a darker, strapped top beneath it, followed by a lighter blue skirt and dark blue leggings. Lotsa blue, this woman seems to like the color.\n\nShe extended a hand out to the dark elf with a big grin, showing her enlarged upper canines.\n\"Your friendly Kitsune to the rescue for some Nightshade! Name's Bluebell. A pleasure to meet you.\"*" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He was a little mucked up, but he knew his manners. He took the hand and shook it firmly as befit a new acquaintance.* I: \"Why uh thank you Bluebell, you've been great help. Never seen a Mistune, Is pose they're rare in Solaria. You also clearly like the color blue I see, rather... Fitting.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "After the handshake, she pulled back her hand and looked down at her clothing.\n\n\"One would think! My mother always told me it suited me for my name.\"* She then looked up at the man, a piece of her dark hair falling in front of her face. She took it and pushed it behind her right ear that perked upright. \"Sir, you did not say your name! You look to be someone important.\" \n\nShe stood up on her tip toes for a moment before lowering herself.\n\"And what's with the knight metal on your boots? You're far away from any sort of village if you're a knight. Or a soldier... Unless you're a really bad thief.\" She giggled mischievously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He laughed. She was very light-hearted, best to keep it that way, no need to ruin dreams.* I: \"My name is I'Halley En'Nair. I think that translates to 'The Shade of Fire' in Macon. I'm a Battle mage, a knight that uses magic to help others. The metal boots keep my feet protected from arrows to the heel.\" He shuffled a little, his violet eyes were pleased with his fluent language speaking skills. Good thing he had those." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She looked at the boots again before she kneeled down, her tail swaying as she curiously looked at the metallic boots. She tapped them with her nails, or were they claws? They were pretty large. She listened for the metallic noises that followed then hummed, as though she was judging and rating the metal on the shoes. She then stood up straight with an index finger to the chin.\n\n\"Lame. They won't do too well after some time. Should find a black smith willing to make you another set.\"* She then whispered a little bit, her eyes looking up at the male's own violet eyes. \"Ooorrr you could steal some.\"\n\nShe then giggled a bit.\n\"Excuse me, I've been a little reckless recently with my actions. Got a kleptomaniac itch and it won't go away.\" Her right ear flicked a little bit. She then turned her attention to the Nightshade.\n\n\"What do you plan to do with the Nightshade?\" She asked." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He shuffled a little bit. He wasn't used to people that were so... Happy. He led a life in dreary battle and wasn't prepared for this in the slightest.* I: \"Going to give it to the person who needed it. What they do with it isn't my concern.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She hummed a little bit in thought, putting her arms behind her back as she thought.\n\n\"I heard the berries make a good way to poison and kill someone.\"* She walked a little bit beside him, looking at her nails as she spoke. \"Ever heard of 'The King's Final'? It's a special way the Nightshade berries are pressed and put, either in the food or the drink, that is to be handed to a king, or anyone of royalty. It usually happens through the maids in the kitchen quarters. Mercenaries like yourself will sometimes request the maid put the berries into the food or drink for the king. Depending on what the king has that kills him will determine the name's ending. Either it's 'The King's Final Meal' or 'The King's Final Drink'.\"\n\nAfter her little speech, she looks up from her nails and back at the Dark Elf.\n\"Been somewhat of a dream of mine to rid my father that way.\" She smiled then shrugged. \"Buuuuutt who cares?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He was astounded at her knowledge and yet her lack of wisdom. But he had a job to do and that was that.* I: \"Well I thank you for that bit of knowledge and your company, but I must return to the town to collect my dues. Do you ever go into town?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She gasped and immediately turned to face her body to him.\n\n\"May I go with you?! I can stay in my Lesser form for a long time, no one will suspect a thing! I love the forest, but unfortunately I get bored all too easily.\"* She folded her arms and pouted like a little child. \"Aaaand I can give a liiiittle bittle of help if you need it. Don't have many powers, but I can try my best with what I got, good sir.\" Her tail behind her swayed side to side." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He sighed and shook his head before looking up at her.* I: \"You can stay in your... Normal form. I don't think anyone should care, after all you are probably considered pretty I guess. Also helps if I can follow closer, you almost lose me when you bolt ahead.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She gasped in awe, which was immediately followed by a giggle.\n\n\"Excellent!\"* She exclaimed happily. \"This will be so exciting! Should you require anything, I will be more than happy to pay for it for you! \" She paused with her one hand on her chest then blinked, realizing she didn't have as much money anymore. \"Erm, never mind that last statement, that's irrelevant now.\" She smiled nervously." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He shook his head, but she knew the way to town more than him, probably.* I: \"Let's get going, I hope you know the way back to town. I cannot dilly-dally much longer and the job is good money for something so easy.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She perked up and she nodded, looking around for a moment before going back across the waterfall, walking over the rocks that poked through the water.\n\n\"What's the job anyway? Who's head are you going to roll today?\"* She asked quite casually as she got to the other side of the waterfall, making her way back to where they came from. \"My mother used to be a Mercenary. Didn't last long because the guild didn't accept her.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He contemplated his answer, taking in the gained information.* I: \"I don't think I'm rolling a head today, poison isn't my expertise and I find it most dishonorable. Mercenaries do very basic work, but not such evil work I think. At least we shouldn't.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"Huh, interesting!\" She said as she climbed back up the slope, struggling a little bit as her upper body strength was not the best. But, through trial and error, she got back to the top, shaking some dirt off her hands. \"Theeen, are you basically the letter boy for today? What are you getting paid for to do that needs you to be there so timely?\" She pressed on for answers. She couldn't help it, she was so inquisitive." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Sometimes annoyingly inquisitive, but I'Halley indulged students and curious. He carried on alongside her and spoke.* I: \"Pretty much, getting paid to just be a runner. I do think you've earned a share of the coin though.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"Psssh, I know most of this stuff from my father and mother.\" She spoke as she walked in the direction of the nearest town, Wakazu. Along the pathway, she hopped up into a tree and pulled down a branch, rummaging through it for a piece of fruit. She pulled out something resembling spikey pears before she let go of the branch. She took one of the pears and ate it, delving into its flesh like a rabid animal.\n\n\"See, I managed to get lots of information in my own ways. Nuns, my mother, my father, even the horsemen that tended to our horses, lots of sources.\" She spoke after she swallowed a mouthful of the pear. She offered the other one to him. \"Hungry?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He nodded no, he wasn't quite hungry yet, eating before leaving. He kept walking, waiting for her to catch up.* I: \"I've already eaten, you can have it. But hurry up, time is of the essence.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She rolled her eyes before dropping the spare pear to the ground. She took another bite from the pear before dropping hers to the ground. Seeming to be a waste, but the seeds will grow.\n\n\"Riiight, let's get. Keep straight until you get to the edge of the forest. That's if you lose me.\"* She said before bounding off, rushing through the forest quite swiftly.\n\nShe'd quickly get to the edge of the forest. She had flung herself from a tree and landed within the ground, skidding to a stop. Off in the distance was , a place she didn't really want to go back to, but it seemed to keep beckoning her back. She looked behind her as she waited for I'Halya." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He came stumbling out of the trees, a little winded. He looked annoyed that she had run off without him.* I: \"Damn Mistune, why are you so fast outside of fox form? Each, let's get to town.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*\"Well, you saaaaaiiid that time was of the essence!\" She exclaimed teasingly, this time walking beside him towards ." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He chuckled, she was right after all. He followed alongside her, his boots clanking again.* I: \"Been to Wakame before?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "She giggled and followed alongside the man.\n\n\"Soo, Kondor. Where do you come from originally?\"* She asked with a smile. \"With someone named after the bird, surely you're from a background of people who are down to Earth, traditionally. What brought you to where you are now?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Leaving large tracks behind and moving aside shrubbery in his way, Condor looks back at her to reply.\n\n\"I, uhh... I from Northern Flees. Red On tribe. If no liked it there, so master take me here. He goes his own way, but I decide adventure.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Bluebell hummed in thought as she walked beside him.\n\n\"Hm. Sounds... Familiar to a degree.\" She shrugged a bit. \"I came from a royal family. But I removed the title of royalty. I didn't want it to be on my head, nor did I want to remember where I came from.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Royal? Sound important! But if you forget, no use trying to remember.\"\n\nCondor fiddles with the blades on his arms, trying to think of something else to say.\n\n\"Hey, you help me learn to speak?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I was pretty important! I was a princess, but damn, I prefer this comfortable life.\"\n\nShe hopped up into a tree, to which she landed on the ground and looked at him.\n\n\"Me? Teach you how to speak? Sure!\" She exclaimed with her tail swaying. \"I had the nuns teach me the right ways.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Thank you. Always annoying with people, TCH, expect me to know everything! Then they think I dumb! Well, thank you. Yes?\"* He looks down at her, looking a bit frustrated about the experiences he's had with other people, but smiles to her for accepting." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel turned his head at the entrance of the naga, a single eyebrow raising. He watched her cross her way over to the bar, wounds earlier endured partially hidden under the patchwork done. Anyone could assume her being in a fight recently, though who doesn't get themselves into one at some point? He let out a snort of air, the aura coming off of her reminding him of a particular Silnari he once met at a tavern in Salvainia. She wasn't the biggest conversationalist and from what Terrel was picking up, he doubted this one would be either. Funny how most seemed to be upset about something, though without much else going on here, there was hardly anything better to do.\n\n\"Well don't you know how to make an entrance?\"He jested towards her, moving his arm to rest over the head of his seat. The man himself didn't look so worse for wear, though even in a relaxed state he seemed battle ready. Armor could be seen through the covering of his red cloak while along his back sat the sheathe of his Greatsword. It was a rather odd appearance, especially when paired with his brightly colored pink hair and the mask of a hog to accommodate it across his face, though Terrel didn't seem particularly phased by it as he regarded her." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte seemed to respond to the comment with a brief glare, chugging down the new mug of beer she was given as the man spoke. \"Ambushed, from both sides. Barely made it out alive.\" She said after placing the mug down with a thud, her angry yet exhausted gaze turning to the man next to her as she responded to the question. \"Anyone would be mad if that happened. We lost two and had to retreat, only got paid a third of what was promised because of that, that greedy liaison didn't even get enough info to predict this.\" She said with anger as she gripped her mug more tightly. Really she was just venting.\n\nUpon closer inspection most of her wounds seemed to be to the abdomen area, luckily covered by her thick leather brigantine. Part of the Orichalum was exposed from the hits which suggested quite the engagement, the head of her halberd was stained with blood as well. In spite of that it seemed she did not care about the wounds that much, probably seeing them as an inconvenience rather than a reminder to be careful. \"What does it matter to you, came to make fun of me or something?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It matters little.\"He said in response.\"But I can still make fun of you for it if that's what you were hoping out of me.\"Terrel suppressed a chuckle, getting up from his seat to close the gap of the room between them. His long, pink hair bounced across his shoulders, cloak barely brushing against the ground. It seemed he was telling the truth about caring little about whatever she was going through, finding an empty seat nearby and facing her fully in his own invitation to where she was.\"But it is awfully entertain when you end up letting the whole world know that something's up.\"He said. While coming over here could have made him seem a bit invasive of space, it allowed him a better look of the Naga in knowing of what he was dealing with here.\n\n\"Name's Terrel.\"He said in a casual tone, resting his arm on the bar top while he made himself more comfortable.\"Which I'm sure you won't care enough to remember, so I'll save you your own introduction if you're in too bad of a mood to give it. Rough day I'm sure, seems like the typical life of a Sellsword to me, though I'm guessing you're here to drink away this whole memory, hm?\"He pressed. His words came from mouth with ease, filling in the empty space from lack of conversation. Terrel didn't doubt her most likely being annoyed at his presence. Many would in this state, but it didn't stop him from asking nonetheless." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Astarte let out a small huff as she turned her attention towards her own mug. Her long hair was a nice chestnut color with gray eyes and pale skin, some scales adorned the outer part of her cheeks, subtle yet a clear indicator of her race if one was not yet convinced by her snake-like irises and the other scales that completely covered her feet like natural shoes. The pattern of the scales consisted of a deep crimson color with a few large black amorphous rings tiled vertically, it also made a small rainbow when light hit it at an angle as they were iridescent.\n\n\"Astarte.\" She replied to the man, offering her first name as she continued to stare forwards and sipped way at her beverage. \"Not really planning on forgetting this whole ordeal, that just doesn't work on me. It's just cheaper to pay for booze than painkillers.\" Her tone was rather calm in spite of her injuries, if not annoyed at being reminded of her failures. \"Better a mercenary than homeless though.\" Astarte shrugged, the risk did yield her a lot of rewards so far. \"What's your reason for being here?\" She then finished, turning her gaze to Terrell without moving her head, awaiting his answer." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has arrived there with Alexi, probably being very far away, couple hours of walk as wood-elves-forest was not a close place to Salvain, she was glad that it was a safe place, letting away of Alexi's hand, she has decided to put the blanket she had on the ground to make a place for Alexi to sit down, while she decided that she would've tried to get something to eat for him, if he didnt eat anythig, Being worried for Alexi she kept watching him, waiting for any reaction of his, thinking of anything to do herself to help out onto his wound, she had no bandages with her-\nUh... Oh.. What... What do I do about your leg.. I.. Uh.. Don't know.. I.. Can... Use my healing touch.. It should help out.. O... Kay?.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"It's not my leg that's wounded, there is just a small wound above the left side of my hip. Also don't worry about healing it, I already bandaged it\"\nAlex took a seat on the blanket and slid off his pack, the thing that held almost all of his supplies. He had enough food to last the both of them a little while... Though it wouldn't be to tasteful seeing as the food was preserved in salt. That mattered not now though, he needed to rest and that's what he planned on doing after their decent trek to where they are now. He did have one thing to ask of Inch, and that was for her to take a few breaths and calm down a little bit\n\"Also please conserve your MANA, and please don't worry about me too much, I'll be okay, and I can promise you that\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has thought that Alexi wasn't really healthy, making her want to help Alexi out in that situation, tough hearing out Alexi, she decided to not do so, believing him, she sat down on the ground thinking what she should do.. She was not really understanding why Kibaru would've attacked Alexi, tough she did loose her trust into him, looking around, she notices that she was not in such place before as trees seemed different, due that she knew Alexi is a cartograph, she decided to ask him-\nAlexi.. Where are we..?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "That question was the same that Alex had been internally asking himself, he hadn't been to a region like this before if he was to be honest, so this was all new to him. He wasn't worried though as he was quite used to getting lost, it was his job in a way, finding out his way to civilization was what helped him make maps quite a bit easier in his opinion. He knew that this wouldn't soothe Inch's nerves though so he had to be a bit careful with his answer, especially when he didn't want her to worry too much\n\"Hmm... I can't say that I am too sure, this region is a bit foreign to me... That isn't a worry though, we'll find our way to an inn soon\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has been worried, which suprised Inichi, that Alexi did not know anything about this region aswell, tough she knew his skills as a cartographer, beliveing that Inichi and him could have been in a good place, where it would be safe, Afterall Alexi was not a stupid person, and he was very collected, unlike her as she was getting frustrated easily due to her being usually a scared person, due to that, she decided to think a little, as she did not know what to do due to them not knowing where are they, tough trying to think of anything.-\nOh.. Uh.. If you want we can hunt for something.. Or fight any places that could help you figure out where we are.." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We can worry about those things a bit later from now, I have enough supplies to last us a good two days or so.\" \nAlex really thought that it was best that they rest and collect themselves, it wasn't best if they tried to find their way back all panicky and such... That could get them even more lost. With this being his mindset, Alex wanted Inch to at least try and calm down a little as being frantic wasn't the best way to figure out where they were... He had learned that lesson a bit too well in the past. As to how he was going to calm Inch... He didn't know how he was going to do so, he basically had to wing this all\n\"How about we focus on what we need at this very moment. With that being said, do you need anything?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi would've been siting still, as she was thinking.. She heard Alexi, noticing him not showing any signs of pain, at least for now, she thought about what would they do now, as the situation was not bad, tough they needed to probably find something to eat, she didnt need much at the current moment, turning to Alexi she would speak up, wanting to give him the right answer Inichi thought will be, she has scratched her arm-\nI'm alright.. But do you need anything?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm a little hungry, but I can solve that easily\" \nTo solve his hunger, Alex grabbed and reached into his bag, rooting around for a small pouch of salted meat that he had. He eventually found the pouch and pulled it out of his bag, pulling it open soon after to eat a bit of its contents. He knew that he would need some water after eating the food, but he had a canteen filled up enough to solve that problem for a little \n\"If you need anything though, just say so\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi was not hungry, most likely she was unsure what to do, tough after hearing out Alexi, asking her if she needed anything she nodded no, standing up, looking around, as then simply sitting down once again, Inichi tried looking around in case she knew any places around, tough all she saw is more trees in distance, Unknown about anything about this forest she decided that it's for the best to wait for Alexi to figure out anything, glancing at him she spoke up-\nAlexi, could you figure out where are we soon..?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to... I have very little to go off of here\"\nAlex knew full well that the best way for them to find out where they were was to get up and walk to try and find a town or village of sorts. Other than that, Alex couldn't just read the trees to figure out where in the world he was... He made maps so others won't get lost, to make those maps he had to go to places that even he didn't know. Now, finding civilization could take hours to even days depending on where they were, either didn't matter to Alex though as he had done this sort of thing many times in the past before\n\"Our first step should be to try and find some sort of path or road, those usually lead to towns and villages.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has stood up once again after sitting down, due to listening to Alexi, waiting for him to get up, as then she would try to go on and find a road, they have been only inside the forest the whole time now, at least safe, she thought about going further, most likely to find a village she thought, as if she found a village, Inichi would not be capable of going into it as she would be unsure if it was safe, even so, she trusted that Alexi will know what to do-\nOkay Alexi.. Uh, let's go.. I'll be going this way, catch up when you're ready..\n-after that, Inichi started to walking towards the further lands of said forest, in hope to find any roads or paths, or a village.-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Seeing as Inch was ready to just get going, Alex had to quickly collect and pack everything into his bag before he lost sight of the girl... He'd rather they not get separated within the forest as that could mean pretty bad consequences for either of them. When he did have everything collected, Alex quickly caught up with Inch and walked with her in the direction she chose to go. He also kept his eyes open for any signs of a road and his ears open for any strange sounds near them, he'd rather not allow a wild animal sneak up on them \n\"Well aren't you one to just get up and roll\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Inichi has continued walking slower, to not be too quick and to let Alexi catch up, she kept up the same speed as Alexi, after Alexi has caught up, Inichi was rather calm at the moment as nothing much was happening, She was keeping to go into single direction, not to get off track she wanted to go, watching the forest, she noticed a path at last, calling Alexi to see, she pointed in front of them-\nLook, Alexi, a path.. Should we go by the path, we might find something." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah lets follow it and see where it goes\"\nAlex had no problem with seeing how far this path stretched because at least it would lead them somewhere, and somewhere was definitely better than nowhere in his eyes. He did have to wonder what was at the end of the path, maybe it was a village, or maybe it was a full on city, Alex just didn't know and that was what excited him. He had to be sure not to get to excited as he didn't want to do anything that would make his wound worse than it already was, this left him at a walking pace speed most of the time now.\n\"I do hope it's a town of sorts though\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "*-Upon continued path, Inichi and Alexi have encountered the end of it, which was still inside of the forest, tough, there were some houses, seemingly it was a village inside of the forest, also the trees were bigger, with houses on the trees also, Upon the gaze of that Inichi backed up, as she was not sure what would happen if they met Macens, Looking at Alexi, she waited for any comment of his-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well it looks like we found some sort of settlement, it doesn't look Macon though...\"\nAlex was oddly fascinated by the odd village that they had stumbled upon, he knew it wasn't Macon due to the houses in the trees... That was obvious. What kind of people lived in this village was still unknown to him though so he really wanted to ask around, so as curiosity got the best of him he started walking towards the settlement as he looked for someone that may have relevant information on where they were" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Uh..? O.. Uh.. Right, I'm comming..\n*-Inichi didnt expect Alexi to go into the village so casually, even if she was unsure about it, Alexi walked in without any casualties, she has decided to follow him, with a quick step, she caught up to him as she spoke to him, slightly raising her voice so Alexi knew she was comming after him, quickly noticing some people around, Inichi wasn't sure what to do, tough they did not look like Macens.-" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Alex was happy to hear Inch following after him, but he also needed to figure out where they were. What he knew so far was in a forest village with large tree houses made of the same wood as the trees... He had heard of a place like this before, but he had doubted its existence so long ago, but he was sure of what this place is and that gave him a very general idea on where they were. From his knowledge, elves lived in this area which was evident by the building style, with this knowledge he could presume the fact that they are not in Albania anymore but instead near Solaria. He hadn't ever been here before, nor had he any maps of the place, but he had seen the region on a few world maps at taverns he had distend before. All in all, Alex was quite happy about figuring this out\n\"I... Think I have a rough idea on where we are\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Elf would follow after him, his horse being tugged along while the Wolf pup would walk at his heels. With each time they'd turn, Terrel would try to make note of it in the event of him having to make his way back to the main path. Occasionally he'd notice one of the chipped trees, seeing them pop up more and more as he continued to lead him to his camp. Only when the Oni began speaking again, would Terrel eventually turn his head to look towards him. He'd listen to him speak about experience on the island, being told he had to fight there. Maybe Terrel could put together quite literal pieces of the story. He mentioned hiding away from Elves earlier or something of the sort. Perhaps he could figure out their business in it.\"Who made Goro fight...?\"He'd begin slowly, knowing full well it was probably a sensitive topic for the Oni." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On would continue walking and following the marked path. Taking another moment to think after the Elf questioned him \"Many.\" He'd struggle with his words but recall some from his past. \"Tu. Per?\" He'd add on, As the two walked the trees would grow more and more spread out than the dense forest they were in prior.\"That. Gore heard on island\" He'd say as the ground became more uneven as they reached the base of the mountain he called home. \n\nThe On would begin crossing a small open field, A large cave opening up ahead. As they grew closer, More signs of life would begin to pop up- small half destroyed crates, a sleeping mat and even a few branches propped up near the entrance" }, { "from": "human", "value": "TuPer. Well that didn't seem to narrow it down any. He wasn't even sure if that was specifically a name or a group of people. If it was just going based on what he heard however, that word could have applied for many things.\"Why... They want Goro to fight?\"He'd decide to ask instead. Hopefully those would give better detail. Terrel looked around the forest as they came closer and closer to the 'big rock' Goro had mentioned before. It seemed that it was cave he meant which Terrel could only consider was close enough to what he said. He'd take notice of the different crates and other objects that would suggest someone staying out here. He supposed the Oni wanted to isolate a bit after what happened, but surely it would get boring after a while. Maybe he could ask what he's planning to do out here. Simply trading with whoever came by and surviving out in the forest? Surely there's more to do than that." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On, reaching the cave would take the pouch out from his shoulder pad and toss it into one of the boxes near the mat and the remaining rabbits and sticks into another box a little further back, Taking a seat just in front of the caves entrance, The inside not completely dark but a few spots further back dripping with what could only be assumed water. \"Money. They all watch\" He'd say with a sigh, Looking up at the elf.\n\n\"Gore. Stayed inside small ship. Daytime.\" He'd say reluctantly, His face showing that he was really trying to think of what to say next. \"Would fight when dark. Otherwise, hurt.\" As he finished his sentence, He'd reach up with his right hand and slap it down onto his left shoulders tattoos. \"They did this to Gore.\" He'd say while rubbing it lightly. \"They kept Gore for. Long time. Wanted to keep longer.\" As he sat there, He'd watch the elf and his animal companions." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would walk up to the cave entrance, watching Goro reach inside for something before taking a seat just at the entry way. Deciding to follow suit, Terrel would find a place to sit down at near the base of the cave, giving space to the Oni while still allowing the Elf to face him. His horse would wander a bit, finding a small patch of grass to graze at while his wolf would slowly walk over to him and rest his head on his lap in seeing them not going anywhere.\n\nTerrel would listen to him explain why they had him fight, drawing down to the conclusion that he was a pit fighter of sorts, having to fight for either entertainment or maybe assassination of others in a way. Whatever it was, he didn't seem to like it and going against what they said only seemed to injure him in the process. The Elf's gaze would travel over to the tattoos, hearing him struggle a bit to get the last part of info out properly. Giving a brief shake of his head, he'd decide to ask:\"Why make Goro fight?\"The Elf would decide to speak slower so as not to have so many pauses between his words.\"How Goro get caught up in fighting?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His face a little expressionless, He'd lean his head back against the rock. His hand still rubbing over his inked skin. \"Grew up Tu'Serkan. Island.\" He'd say with a slight pause, Glancing over at the elf, believing that's the word he was stuck on earlier. \"Gore taught by man. Unlike Gore red. Similar to pig. Trader. Bad trader.\" He'd then lean forward and lift his Janeiro off his back, Sitting it on his lap as he inspected it- Parts of it splintering from use, A few metal studs missing and an obvious red tint on both the wood and metal toward the tip.\n\n\"Gore had enough. Lost track 10 years.\" He'd say with a soft grunt. \"Gore took people boat by force and left.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Tu'perkan Island. So that's what it was called. He'd listen to him comment about meeting some trader, most likely elven by the description of him somehow having to do with him ending up in the pits. He'd watch as the man took off his weapon to sit it in his lap, its use obvious with the reddened shade of it. 10 years of fighting before he finally escaped. It was pretty impressive to have decided to after such a large amount of time. Terrel would bring his hand to lightly pat at his wolf.\"Goro spend rest of life trading and living in forest then...?\"Terrel would finally ask. He wasn't sure how old the man already was and it wasn't like the 10 years gave him a proper measure of just how young he was fighting for a decade of his life, but if becoming a forest dweller was what he planned to do, who was Terrel to say otherwise after what he had to put up with?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On would continue to run his hand up and down the splintering and stained wood of the Janeiro, Taking a little bit of time to reflect and think of what he would do. A little puzzled by the question presented, After a minute of silence he'd finally speak up. \"Gore. Does not know.\" He'd continue to look down at the Janeiro, Twisting off a few of the splinters. \"Gore. Would like speak more. Lonely\" \n\nIt seemed he was rattling off his thoughts of uncertainty, Having completed his original goal of escape. He was lost, Not many knew of his existence as he made it that way regretfully. \"Gore.\" He wouldn't finish his sentence as he stared blankly at his weapon." }, { "from": "human", "value": "So he didn't have any plans then. Terrel would rest his hands behind him, leaning back a bit as he'd stare around at the forest that surrounded them. It was peaceful, though one cannot expect to get much interaction out here.\"Goro won't speak much in forest... Only animals and trees to keep company...\"He'd point out.\"More people in Capitols... More to speak to...\"Terrel tried imagining the Oni walking through town in the state he was in now. There was no doubt he'd be a bit intimidating to most. He wasn't even sure if there were any other Oni's around here. It was mostly dwarves as far as he knew." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He'd let out a sigh, Leaning back against the rock with the Janeiro across his lap, Legs crossed. \"Gore. Doesn't know groups.\" He'd say with a somewhat staggered tone, A little fearful of crowds in case they were the ones who had once wronged him in the past. \"Gore is afraid.\" He added on sheepishly, His tone a little more docile than before. Closing his eyes as he inhaled deep.\n\nThe peaceful nature of where Gore lived seemed to keep him there, His own attitude adjusting with his long stay." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Goro not afraid of pig man.\"Terrel would say before thinking it over a bit. Maybe it wouldn't be the best idea to take a man who's been sitting in isolation into a large crowd of people. Heck, Terrel wasn't much of a crowd person, but at least he interacted with people over the years.\"Goro travel places, meet other travelers on road. Less crowds, more talking to others.\"He'd suggest, figuring traveling between the Capitols was much better than going directly through them." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Taking a moment to process the suggestion given to him, He'd glance over at the pig masked man. He hadn't quite considered the possibility of travel as he felt safe where he was. \"Pig. Travel?\" The On would question the Elf, His now open eyes starting to regain a little hope from his previously defeated state. Sitting up a little." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would nod in response to his question.\"Pig travels lots. Pig travel for work.\"It was something he had grown used to in time, always being on the move in traveling from Capitol to Capitol in order to find work. Perhaps one day he'd consider settling somewhere, but for now, there were always more places to visit, business to settle, and allies to meet up with." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Soros face would seemingly light up, Full of a new-found hope, Given to him by the pig masked elf. The simple suggestion would help shape the Ones mind and determine a future for himself that was previously unknown to him. \"Gore. Thank pig.\" He'd say with a little break. \"Gore would like travel.\" He'd say with a grin, Scoffing a little as he stretched his arm out a little." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would nod in recognition to the Oni's gratitude before gazing around at the camp set up. With him seemingly excited at the idea of traveling it was a wonder of how prepared he was for it what with it not seeming like an option to him before.\"Goro should prepare for travel. Traveling take time. Traveling take resources in time.\"He'd say, trying to give off the message of needing to make sure he was supplied for it unless he wanted to be in a situation where he'd actually have to go to a Capitol for needed essentials." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On, Still hopeful and the smile seemingly not fading off his face any time soon would softly nod in response. \"Time. A lot. Gore need to learn.\" He'd say as he began to stand up, Using the Janeiro to lean against as he got to his feet. Once up he'd walk into the cave and search through some of the boxes, Seemingly in search of something." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would slowly stand up, allowing his wolf the chance to get up as well as he'd watch Goro walk around, looking between boxes for what was presumably supplies. His gaze traveled to the Kanabo, finding himself saying:\"Best wash off blood. Some no like sight of it.\"Turning around, he'd head over to his horse, giving him a gentle pat on the side as he neared him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On, still searching for some items and tossing them into a sack, created by what was his sleeping mat would call out \"Gore. Likes reminder. Gore tried cleaning though\" He'd say as he got the last few items. Taking the boxes and turning them upside down, Pulling some ropes around the mat as it tightened and strung up into a medium-sized bag. Full of supplies he believed would be useful, Though holding something in his hand as he approached the elf.\n\n\"Thankful.\" He'd let out, Standing before the elf and holding out the items. A collection of little roughly carved out totems of various animals the On had seen in his time here. A rabbit, wolf and pig being something he had seen often, being the easiest to make out." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With it seeming like the Oni was about packed, stating that he wanted to keep the memories of the fights while still promising to clean off, the Elf would climb up on his horse's back. It seemed it would be about time for him to get back to traveling as well. Terrel would look at the totems as they were presented to him, part of him unsure of whether or not the Oni wanted him to take the totems or were simply showing them off to him. It seemed like a collection he must have been making out of boredom, though being willing part with them upon readying for travel seemed odd in his eyes.\"For... Pig...?\"He'd question as he pointed to the totems." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The On would nod with a smile, Continuing to hold them out to the Elf. The rabbits that he had once strung from his waist woke up and would quickly exit the cave- as he freed them whilst getting ready, The sack was tied around one of his arms and dangling down opposite the Janeiro. \"For pig. Friend.\" \n\nHe'd say with a smile, The wooden totems clanking lightly against each other as he continued to hold them out with shaky hands \"Keep. One. Think Gore.\" The Ones eyes still full of wonder, The smile wide and unwavering." }, { "from": "human", "value": "A faint grin would form on the Elf's face as he'd reach out to take the pig totem. It didn't take much thought for him, seeing as it matched with him either way. Deciding to keep it in his hand, he wondered if there was a way to string it on something so that he could just wear it around his neck rather than casting it into one of the saddlebags.\"Pig think of Goro.\"He'd say with a nod.\"Be wary of others, others with bad intent.\"Goro didn't seem like such a bad person given his circumstances, hopefully he could avoid getting stuck in the same situation again. It would be such a shame after the glimmer of hope he had for new adventures. The Elf didn't doubt his fighting capabilities however. He was sure Goro would be fine.\"Elf depart now. Must continue travel.\"He'd continue, tugging his horse's reigns to turn him around." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Keep safe. Pig\" The On would tell the Elf, Turning back to his camp and offsetting some things. Covering up most of his tracks as best he could, Leaving the remaining animal totems against the entrance of the cave and keeping the wolf one on his belt before setting off in another direction. Re entering the woods and staying off the path as he ventured back into the wild, A lot more hopeful and with a newfound sense of adventure." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Naga once again was left pensive, taking a sip of her mug she tried to think of what she could do with infinite wealth. Maybe own some nice plot of land to work, get some training and just live off of the land peacefully. Or perhaps lavishly spend the rest of her days in an eternal state of bliss with the most exquisite foods, a large palace, and the finest garments in the entire continent. Though, would that truly feel good? Eventually that ought to get old as well so perhaps she would do exactly that Terrel was doing. Unwilling to admit defeat she answered: \"Does it really matter what I do with the wealth? I would feel pretty uh... What's the word? Empty? Yeah that- I could spend it on whatever but it would still be just as hollow wouldn't it? But if I had to pick anything I would love a peaceful life in the countryside, and a hot husband to do everything for me.\" She said, chuckling at the last part, if she had all that wealth then surely it wouldn't matter how expensive that would be." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell found interest in watching the Nāga each time a question was asked, her mind working out the puzzle set before her. He came to attention as she asked a question back, riddling if it mattered what was done with it soon followed by her giving an answer to the query; wanting a peaceful life by the countryside. Respectable, albeit settling down so early in life never seemed so pleasing in his eyes when there was so much to be done. His own chuckle followed hers by the end of the statement.\"Wanting to become a nobleman then.\"He said.\"Guess that's one way to call it quits on all this fighting to get money. Now you can have everything want and need served to you without lifting so much of a finger.\"He painted the scenario out to her. Personally, he felt doing nothing all day would grow tiring at some point. He had to at least do some task to harbor his own sanity even if it's the most simplistic. There was no telling if the Nāga was the same. She'd probably enjoy nothing more than getting out of this constant fight for her life.\"So, what do you plan to do once you have this peaceful life on the countryside?\"He asked further.\"Retire I assume. Lounging for the rest of your days maybe?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "It seemed the man was not going to cease his queries, not that it was bad. It was a nice skill to keep the other person talking in order to make a conversation more engaging, he was for sure a good conversationalist. Astarte however didn't know better so the probing only yielded more information about what she thought about life. \"Hm...\" She hummed, staring into the empty space in front of her before once again she turned her gaze to Terrel. \"Maybe try to learn tailoring so I could make my own clothes, that would be pretty neat. Or have a greenhouse with exotic plants.\" In spite of being a half snake, she sure seemed interested in colors and textures. \"What about you? Guessing you're already living your dream life but if you could change it to anything else what'd you go for?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With her given answer, part of Terrell wondered why not do that now. Then again, he supposed money was always a sort of issue one way or another to do things one may deem as fun. Before he could ask any further, however, he found himself being given a question.\"Same as I'd be doing if I didn't have the luxuries. Well give or take purchasing a questionably long list of things.\"He answered.\"There are too many treasures, beasts, and things to discover out there for me to let up adventuring. Money just makes it a lot easier and... The way I see it as of now... I wouldn't change a thing.\"He tilted his head back in thought. Terrell valued the adventures he went on with his closer Allies, albeit having to retain sanity at times in making sure they don't get themselves killed. The end reward was too good to give up more often than not though. Besides, he always had homes to retire to whenever need be which he supposed was more than what could be said from the Nāga. Which he decided not to throw too much on.\"I suppose I'd be no different to any other sell sword in that case though.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I think we may be in one of the Silnarias... Probably south because I've only heard of a place like this being in this region\"\nNow, Alexi wasn't dead on sure of this but he did have enough evidence to believe that they were in South Silnaria and definitely not the north. Now, Alexi may not have been to this region before, but he did know that it was west of Salviania so if they wanted to get back there they would want to travel east. Or they could stay in this region, he didn't mind either or\n\"We could head east to Salvainia or we could stay in this region, it's all up to you\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*-Inch has been wondering where they are until Alex has told her where they may be, listening to him, she was understanding of what are regions, even tough there was no evidence, she was sure herself that it is Salaries, due to her trust in his words, tough she wanted to stay, Inch has been given a decision, tough understanding Alex she did not want to be there for too long, deciding on her answer she would've spoked up.-\nLet's stay here for a while Alex. And then we could go to that. Uh, east, right? Then let's stay here for couple days so you could maybe make a map. That'd be fortunate for you." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Okay we can stay in this region for a bit and then head east back to Salvainia, sounds like a plan to me\"\nAlexi wasn't too sure on if he was going to make a map on this region quite yet, he still had to finish the one on Salvainia after all. This didn't mean he wouldn't take down notes though, he planned on doing that no matter where he ended up in all honesty as it helped him remember where he was and how he was to make his maps \n\"And what's fortunate for me doesn't matter as much as our own safety, the maps can come later. I think we should try and find our way towards the capital is we are in South Silnaria\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Right... Alex, how's your. Wound?\n*-Inch would look at Alex's wound as she was rather worried about it, even tough it was not bleeding really much, she still felt like healing the wound would be the best for Alex, due to her own thinking, and being overworried, she then has decided to start to try and talk to someone, tough she was a bit anxious about interacting with any people, turning to Alex. \nInch would've grabbed his arm, pulling it, as she wanted to ask him to try and interact with anybody-\nUh... Alex, could you. Speak to anybody. I'm scared they'd be scared if I came up to someone and tried speaking." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah I can try... And my wound is fine as is so please don't worry too much about it\"\nWith the task of talking to others on hand, Alexi made his way over to one of the inhabitants of the village just to ask for directions \n\"Hey... We are in south silnaria right? Can you point us to the capital?\"\nThe person, whom looked like a wood elf, nodded at Alexi's first question and pointed at a wide path leading away from the village, it was the one to the capital evidently. After getting this information, Alexi returned to Inichi\n\"We just have to follow that path over there to get to the capital, I think the inns there should be okay\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "*-Inch, most likely waiting for Alex as Alex has gone to talk to some elf, she has been continuing to inspect the huts over on the trees, and overall scenery of the village of the elves, after Alex has had come back, she would've stopped viewing the scenery, focusing her view on Alex, as Alex approached her, she would've listened to the words Alex has spoken, then, as she heard out his sentence, Inch nodded, as she spoke up herself.\nOh... Uh. Alright, let's go." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Wulfric had stepped into the entrance of the urbanized parts of Ombu, his armour, decorated with leather & silk, most of it covered in dirt due to the trip, as he was carrying in his back, a Greatsword and a small-medium sized backpack with goods. He didn't know the common language around here, nor the rules. He then stepped into the centre of the place, as he towered over every single elf there, he didn't want to scare them, nor for them to think of him as a dirty foreigner, he was just here to get some quick cash." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Today was a fine day like any other, though this time he hasn't gotten caught and has gotten a little bread and tasty sweets from the bakery in his sack not a lot, but he won't complain, he wasn't looking around much so it wasn't a surprise that he bumped into someone and fell, he really needs to stop bumping into people it's getting a little harder to not get caught.\n\n\"Excuse me!\" He pipes from where he sat on the ground dirt and such now painting his body slightly, ew." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Wulfric, not even realizing that the tiny elf bumped into him, due to his size and heavy armour. As he looked from side to side, trying to see where he was going to set up his temporary bakery, after he saw the perfect empty spot, he was going to step forward, but stopped, as he looked to the ground and saw the elf that had bumped into him. He quickly apologized using sign language with his hands. Then, he crouched and offered his hand to the elf, so that they may get up." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Not much of a talker I take it?\" He asks, he takes Sulfuric's hand and got up dusting his knees.\n\n\"I haven't seen you before, you perhaps a new guy in town?\" He should be going back home by now but meeting this guy just seemed more intriguing, besides he doesn't have anything to do aside from petty thievery." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nodded, as he had a strong grip on the backpack that he carried, he then dropped it to the ground, as he began explaining to the elf that he was just here to sell his goods and that he's just a simple traveller. As the greatsword in his back rattled on the movement of his hands, he then grabbed the backpack again and began to carry with in his arms." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He didn't know if he understood the man since he wasn't particularly fluent in sign language, but the way he animatedly dropped the bag off loot he suspects him of being a merchant of sorts just not the sleepy talking kind. \n\n\"You're a merchant I see, you got shiny stuff??\" He doesn't particularly want to rob this man blind, he just seemed confused and a little helpless in the talking department so he'll lay off the robbing and more so going to pay for his wears this time." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As he dropped his backpack to his front, opening and taking out a sparkled cupcake encased with glass, the cupcake was decorated with chocolate & strawberries to top it off. He was very proud of it, even if you couldn't see his expression, as he offered the cupcake to the tiny elf, an act of benevolency." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His eyes gleam with greed at the sight of this glass cake, it was very shiny. \"You're going to give it to me for free?\" He asks in a surprised tone, this is a first, but an act of kindness can do a lot for someone." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Yoko steps aside, allowing Asuga entry to the building. Though it certainly did need a touch up and a cleaning out, the foundation's would make for a great tavern. The elf seemed happy at Asuga's response. She'd had a hard time selling this place off before after all.\n\n\"R-really? Great! Uhm, we could talk about the details right now if you want...\"\nThe elven woman says with a smiles, though it fades lightly as Asuga asks. She glances back to Horace, opening her mouth to speak." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "However, she's cut off before she can as Horace follows in after the Ornate.\n\"Uh... No, no we haven't... Anyway, this place is nice... How much?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He watched her, noting the hidden stubbornness behind her gaze despite taking the cash anyways. Funny, she almost reminded him of himself. Though with his stubbornness came knowing his limits even if he kept such knowledge tucked away. He listened to her try to defend herself, figuring she was just going to spend the money unwisely anyways.\"Do as you wish.\"He said, as if waving off her excuses.\"I could have very well just given the money to some drunkard who figured they could keep going because they managed this long.\"He stood up more straight, the sudden difference in height between when he was sitting on the barstool until now, not seeming so different.\"Part of life is about making your own decisions, no matter how wrong they might be. Spend your new cash. It'll affect you more than me anyways. I can assure you, you're right about healing magic. Adventuring as much as I have, the prospect of death has merely shown to be an inconvenience above much else, so whatever becomes of you, we are bound to meet again.\"He finished that statement with an amused chuckle.\"I would love nothing more than to see what happens to this little investment choice of yours.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"At least I didn't go 'oh of course I will spend this on healing and not go to a brothel the moment you are out of sight' you know?\" Astarte replied, sarcastically saying the middle part with fake enthusiasm and charm. With Terrell standing up she did as well, it seemed she was no lightweight as even after those two drinks she did not have any signs of intoxication on her movement, or maybe she learned to fake it very well. Whatever the case, she moved normally as she stored away the coins. \"Anyway, it's been nice and all but I have to go save this stuff before I get mugged. Can't really fight back as usual if that happens.\" In spite of her injuries she did not wince as much as she did before the beers, it really helped her be more reckless it seems, though it wasn't likely she would do anything drastic for at least a week until she had healed, she knew better than to worsen her own wounds. \"It's been nice Terrell, the chat. Until we meet each other again I guess.\" The nāga said with a nod before she departed, at least she got some coins out of this interaction." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Why should I care if you wish to have your friend appear before me? You claim it's your companion so I have no control if you want them or not. Dont be asking permission from me as we've only just met.. You're already giving me more power over your life than needed.\" Waving his hand at her he'd almost dismiss her in a way. In all his days of travel this was the first living soul to talk to him in a rather polite manner so it was quite a new experience but one he was not ready for. Slowly reaching down he'd grab both his blades and would drag them out of their holsters before gently placing them onto the ground next to him, just far enough to where they could be grabbed easily but far enough to show there was no hostile intentions.\n\n\"Now then if you claim your companion is aggressive I will not be afraid to use force, but I will not engage in any sort of manner. Though I would like to make a deal with you, as you've already figured out I am a traveling merchant of the sorts. So, if your friend decides its best to attack me, you owe me your name. If he dose not wish to attack me then I will gladly feed you as well. Do we have a deal?\" Opening his eyes slightly more he'd lock on to her figure as he looked up, only to whisper under his breath 'Hunter of the sorts... Ranged.'" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June stared down at him, taking a moment to think of whether it would be wise to call Jace over. She was fairly sure he wouldn't do anything and now with the Mistune's weapons at bay, maybe that was enough proof to her that he wouldn't try anything either.\"Deal.\"June said as she remained squatted on the branch, seemingly decided that she wasn't come all the way down quite yet and instead began to whistle, followed by the clicking sound of her tongue.\"Here Jace!\"There was some silence that followed, forcing her to call once more before it was eventually responded to by the sound of crunching leaves on the opposite side of the clearing.\n\nA flash a brown and black bounded out of the high grass, accompanied by the lean form of the Jackal as he made his way over. His tongue seemed to hanging out playfully though at the sight of the Mistune, he quickly put it away to be replaced by a bark. It seemed more like a warning than that of aggression, though the Jackal kept where he was as he stared the Mistune down. As he began to pace, June would reach for the trunk of the tree and slowly begin making her way down, occasionally pausing to look back at the two.\"Easy Jace, easy...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "At the sight of this creature Athel couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable it's aggressive nature was. In a way it reminded him of himself when we was a bit younger. Always trusting strangers until getting up close, only to discover that anger was welling up inside them. Without hesitation Athel would slowly stand up from his seated position and would pick up a rather small piece of dried meat. Taking 2 very slow steps forward he'd crouch down and would hold it out for the creature. For some odd reason it would seem that the aura of hostility would fade from Athel the closer he got to the animal.\n\n\"Well then.. It seems once again i've predicted wrong on the matter. I was guessing your companion was going to be another.. Humanoid rather than a harmless animal.\" Saying the word animal made his ear twitch slightly as he'd never liked that word, as it was always used against him in cities. \"As per our deal.. Do not attempt to calm him in any way as that leads to distrust later on, as being forced to like another is the route to hidden evils. If you allow for a creature to trust on their own, their emotions will be natural.\" Athel would then lightly wave the meat, inching closer and closer to the jackal, not paying any mind to how far he was straying away from his own weapons." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June felt the hard surface of the ground meet her feet as she made herself to the bottom of the tree. Her ears swiveled back, listening to the Mistune's comment on her harmless Jackal. Eventually she turned around watching as he tried to approach him with the slab of meat while she simply decided to remain where she was and watch.\"He's not always harmless...\"She said quietly as she kept her gaze on the two of them, taking pride in to times that Jace had shown himself to be a formidable enough foe.\"He's protected me from an owl bear before...\"June decided to not mention how he also nearly got killed by the hybrid animal and was forced to be sent away from the action, thinking maybe it was best to let only the heroic side of the story out.\n\nJace stood his ground as the Mistune approached, the hairs along his shoulders bristling until the scent of meat had got his nose. He stared at the food, inadvertently shifting his attention to it rather than its holder as he took a whiff of it before shaking his head to and fro as if cursing at his distraction. He ran towards the Mistune before hopping up in his hind legs while propping his front legs against the Mistune for balance, barking up at him. Maybe the Jackal was trying to ward him off or rather get to the food he was holding. It was hard to really tell with the animal." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Seeing how the Jackal had now reacted to his presence and with the offer of food, this was the time to shine. Athel would start to tighten up his muscles and would start to slowly stand up into a more dominating stature, towering over the jackal. He'd then lock eyes with the beast and would slowly lower his head down challenging the creature in attempts to put it into submission. While still keeping eye contact he'd let out a low growl before speaking up. \n\nOnce Athel thought enough was enough he'd lower himself once more and would place the meat upon the ground and would sigh. \"You know girl.. If he would have attacked me, I would have simply let him tear into me. As I do not wish the same fate of loneliness to consume another all because you met a random traveler. But it's apparent that you do not know much about creatures as commands will get you nothing but false trust as if you had a greater bond with this creature it would have already understood how to act just by your posture.\" Taking a slight risk Athel would slowly put out his hand and would attempt to gently pat the Jackal on his head." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Jace's ears drew back atop his head as Ethel lowered his head down and stared at him, a low growl resonating in his throat in challenge. When Ethel had finally dropped the meat on the ground, Jace finally hopped down from him. With his attention now on the food that laid on the ground he quickly stooped his head down to pick it up in his mouth and walk towards his owner. When Ethel lowered his hand down to pat him on the head, his fur spiked up along his back. However, with the food in his mouth, he seemed more attentive to wrestling it in his mouth.\n\n\"That's not true-\"June said to Ethel's words about commands not getting her anywhere, though she quickly had cut herself off as she watched her Jackal slowly walk over, lowering himself down to the ground with his attention on the meat he was eating. She had to admit, there were times when it was hard to get him to listen, but she was sure he meant well enough.\"Commands usually work just fine.\"She says, finally turning to look towards the Mistune and deciding to defend her statement.\"And... We trust each other plenty-\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"True that you may have trust.. But I see there is no bond if you have the ideals that commanding another living soul is the route to go. That simply sounds like a one sided power and yet by the looks of your gear.. You also use your companion in combat. So should that commanding power be in only ones hand? Or both if you both risk your lives for each other. Having a bond with one another would simply ease the pressure of having to think of commands in combat. And instead just act based upon the others actions.\" Nodding his head softly to his own statement he'd look back down to the Jackal and would start to tense up his body in reaction to the Jackal's hostility.\n\nThen reaching over Athel would simply yank the meat away from the Jackal and would stand up in the same towering stance before taking a bite out of the meat that was still untouched by the creature. \"Now tell me, where does a no named girl find such a creature? As I would not expect to find a Jackal in the middle of a Forest. Let alone one that obeys the command of one who refuses to connect a true bond with them.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June's ears flitted to the side at his statement, saying quietly:\"We do form a bond it's just... Jace would go out of his way to protect me... Even if it's putting himself at risk... Sometimes I do just have to command him...\"She gazed down at her Jackal, casually mentioning his name in the conversation as she watched him. With Ethel snatching the meat away from him, the Jackal let out a noise that sounded like a half bark-half growl. He snapped at the meat as if trying to grab it back as it was taken away, coming to find himself staring back up at the Mistune. A huff came out of him while he circled Ethel, sniffing around his legs in such haste before looking back up at him as he started eating the meat. He let out a high-pitched whine of frustration before he had finally come to sit down in disappointment.\n\nJune sat down to the Jackal's level, giving him a light pat on the head before looking back up at Ethel when he had asked her the question.\"My... Parents found him... I'm not quite sure where... But... They gave him to me to take care of and to accompany me when I left...\"She lifted her chin a bit, coming to rest it lightly atop the Jackal's head. Jace's ears went down as she did, his eyes narrowing while he stuck out his tongue in a pant, supposedly growing tired with the warmth of the sun hitting him.\"I know... It doesn't seem like we have much of a bond, but... We do... And I wouldn't want anything to happen to him...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Seeing as the Jackal had finally submitted to Athel slightly, he'd shake his head and a rather childish grin would form upon his face before walking up close to the pair and would set down the last remaining bits in front of the jackal before looking at the girl getting quite close to her face. His crimson eyes would glitter in the sunlight as his gaze locked onto her eyes, and in that moment he'd gently tap her upon the nose. \"Well then it appears I've lost that gamble of seeing if your companion would attack. Which means I owe you a meal.. Though I am sad to say it will not be anything fancy as coin is quite hard to come around in these hard times.\" Moving his hand he'd reach inside his pocket and would pull out a rather polished looking bronze coin and would hold it into the sunlight. A small sigh would emit from his lips as if he was upset about something.\n\nSnapping out of his small daze upon the looks of the coin he'd look back down upon the pair and would quickly run over to his drying Furs and would pull one from the ground and would dash back over to the pair. Jumping up slightly he'd quickly slam into the ground in a sitting position allowing for the dust around them to rise slightly, before holding out the fur which appeared to be from a rabbit \"So then, No name.. If you're a protector of the forest could you please tell me the value of this? As I would assume you're knowledgeable of creatures from around here.\"\n\nUsing the distraction of dust and the conversation of fur, would reach out and would gently brush his hand against the Jackals fur. \"As for the companionship, any living animal would gladly protect the ones who feed them, but deep down do you think a carnivore such as him really understand what friendship and companionship are among different sub-types such as humanoids?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June couldn't help but smile slightly at the Mistune's lost gamble, taking pride in the fact that she would at least know something more about her own Jackal than he would. She rubbed her nose slightly as he tapped on it before taking out the bronze coin and quickly running off to the furs on the ground. She watched him curiously as he rushed to pick them up before quickly running back over to them, causing her to scoot back a bit as he sat back down causing a heap of dust to shoot up. June coughed at it, waving the dust away before eventually coming to see the rabbit he held out at her. Rabbit fur it appeared to be, notable of its small size and colored fur. He wanted her to say what value it carried?\n\nJune gazed at him in slight confusion as she looked it over. She was used to trading furs and meat whenever she went off to town, being lucky enough when it came to selling plenty for her to survive alongside Jace. As the dust finally cleared, she spoke:\n\n\"A few silver if you're good at bargaining...\"She said. While most wouldn't likely go above a handful of copper, enough charm and persuasion was all it could take to get a good deal at times. Jace had laid down beside her, unbothered the collecting dust as he found himself distracted by the bits of meat he was given, gnawing on it with little rush with him seeming to be enjoying himself. June watched Ethel brush his hand against her pet's fur, to her relief didn't cause a reaction out of him after getting what he wanted. When Ethel questioned if she believed that Jace would care about her so much as he did food, she stared back at him, a feeling of warmth flaring in her chest from his question of their companionship.\n\n\"I do...\"She said in a slightly raised tone.\"There are many humanoids in the world that can feed him time and time again, but he never leaves my side... Not even when a fight looks dangerous... No promised meal is worth losing your life over... But a companion is...\"She fell silent afterward, letting out a sigh and pulling her knees close to her.\"He cares about me I... I just know it...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "A rather odd frown would appear before his face as he'd mumble a few words about how he thought the furs would go for more and how he's wanting to make more gold. Shaking his head quickly to snap out of this phase he'd get up close to her face to be eye to eye with her agian. \"From the way it seems you have a lot of hope in your furry little friend here which is one of the best traits a leader could have. Though balance is one of the main keys when it comes to leading as those who fail to have a bond with the souls they do command are doomed to fail in the end. Though it seems you rely on your companion to guard you quite a bit as I can only assume by your attire you use more ranged attacks.. While your friend here takes most of the blows and distracts.\" Slowly Athel would lean to the right of her and would lock eyes upon his blades and in a moment he'd burst upward and would quickly run over to his swords and would pick them up only to slide them back into their holsters, and would then cover them up with his rather long robes before walking back over to the two of them.\n\n\"Since I have a bit of faith in you I believe an introduction is in order... My name is Athel, Traveling merchant and yeah.. That's about all the 'fancy' titles I have. By chance are you now going to give me your name or am I just going to have to deal with calling you 'No name' over and over again until you finally break?\" Tilting his head sideways he'd give her a puzzled look" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As Ethel drew his face close to her, she found herself leaning back slightly, her gaze shifting to the side as she couldn't bring herself to look directly in his eyes for too long. She listened to himself mumble in frustration, assumable over her answer to his question about the furs, though she decided to keep quiet rather than say anything about it. With Jace now calm, it was easier for her to relax as she watched the Mistune suddenly dash over to grab his blades, the only sign of tension from her being her sudden placement of fingers on the string of her bow. She didn't move from her spot when he returned, though now she seemed to shy away from him, her timidity taking over to replace what was once a fiery passion for the sake of her Jackal.\n\nWhen he introduced himself to her, she finally managed to bring herself to glance back at him before her gaze lowered once more.\"Ethel...\"She repeated quietly as if trying to make sure she remembered.\"That's... A nice name...\"The Cantor lightly ran her fingers through her Jackal's fur when he asked if she would ever speak her name to which she finally replied with:\n\n\"My name... It's June... Sorry about before it's just... So many strangers pass through the forests and I never know their intent...\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As the Light shone down atop the desert plains of Siui, a traveler would be riding atop a deep brown horse that pulled along a steady, two-wheeled carriage. The carriage was stocked with food and supplies as well as materials needed for blacksmithing, like iron and coal. Tools would rumble about alongside them like a sturdy hammer and some steel pliers.\n\nThe figure that rested in the cart with their valuables would be fully strapped with their own equipment; a high-grade plate helmet and some almian rivet armor atop their linen clothes, a medium shield would be strapped to their back and a short axe with it. They seemed to be able to take a fight if it came their way but obviously would rather have a safe journey with their goods. The figure looked up to the sky with a few simple thoughts running through their head before focusing on the journey ahead, as they were headed to the southern border to Kadho along the red sanded vistas." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Amu had been travelling along the dunes of SII for several days now, which due to his heritage he had few qualms with. He was quite familiar with survival out in these terrains due to being born and raised in the Bagged Desert... But it didn't mean that it was easy. Our little neo friend had been having trouble getting anything to eat, other than his extremely dried out assortment of fruits. His water-skin still had a pint or so left in it, but it would be best for him to find that famous MUR river soon.\n\nCurrently he would be wearing an assortment of light brown robes, probably chosen to help fight off the heat that he would be facing during this journey. Underneath one of the robes would shine some metal, possibly a Coors, as if he was seeking to protect himself from a miraculous bandit attack. Finally, there would a large pack strapped to his back, carrying what little cargo he brought with him.\n\nHe had noticed this large cart passing him by, about ten or twenty meters to his left now that he had finally closed in on it... And Amu wasn't going to let this chance of a ride pass him by!\n\n\"Hey, Mister! The one driving the cart! Could you slow down for a bit?! I'd like to ask you about some extra carriage!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The Driver of the carriage would turn to hear the voice of a distant figure and handled the reigns on his horse to stop and would jump down from his carriage with a small puff of sand as they landed onto the sand. He didn't catch the full extent of what they said but he knew that he should have stopped for them. He'd wait for the new face to come over as he comforted his horse and gave some grains out of a tightly sealed bag to it. They seemed to be more focused on making sure their goods wouldn't be stolen or being held in place for too long in the middle of a trade journey. However he would make a small exception for the person that was coming his way as they wandering through the deserts without any company or steed.\n\nOnce tending to the horse they would look over to person with a stern look that was hidden beneath the helm and readied their items if the person was willing to spend a few silver to get some goods from him. He thought about if they wanted a weapon of some kind and he'd have to refuse but instead of thinking on what they'd ask him, he should just wait and see what they do." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Once Amu had finally gotten close enough to properly speak with the figure, he slowed himself to a halt and took a few breaths. Although his was wrapped with cloth, the clear indication of his kemonomimi blood was revealed from his ears poking out from the top of the wraps. The little stranger also had some unique looking eyes, his left being a light blue and his right being akin to amber. Before much else could be examined, however, Amu begun to speak.\n\n\"T-thank you for stopping the cart. I was wondering that since we both seem to be heading the same direction, Radio's border... Could I perhaps give you some silver, so I could ride in your cart? I could possibly reach it on foot, like I've been doing even since I departed from Tina, but it would be nice to be able to rest while on the go.\"\n\nHe then bowed for a bit, the strange sight of two tails coiling together behind Amu open to Reynaldo's view." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He'd look a little surprised at the eyes more then the ears. He had seen Kemonomimi before in his travels and was used to it but he wasn't quite used to those strange eye colors. But he shook it off and looked to his cart and horse making a sort of estimate on how much longer the trip will take if he had another person who accompanied him. A light sigh left the helm as he turned back to Amsu.\n\n\"Normally if i got a hitchhiker i'd say 20 Silver to drop one off at the border. You can come for 15 and i'll take you down to Shrawir but i expect you at least give me some help with my business as a return.\"\n\nHis voice was tired and strained, but not in pain. They seemed to be thinking this choice over as they said it. This Kemonomimi didn't seem to be a backstabber or one who really understood what kind of troubles a person like himself would have to go through with carrying a person on their travels yet he saw a bit of himself in the 'kid' and was willing to give a little extra to them... For something in return anyway." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Amu perked up as soon as he heard he could ride in the cart with the man. This was some good news! It wasn't too expensive as well, so it really was a nice day today.\n\n\"Thank you, kind sir. My name's Amu, by the way! I'll help you out the best I can, as long as we're together on this cart ride.\"\n\nQuickly spitting out those two lines, Amu climbed onto the carriage and begun to relax, letting out a happy pant. His twin tails would continue to seemingly play with each other, uncoiling and gently flowing through the air behind the neo. He would then take in some of the sights that laid upon the carriage, like the few baskets of iron and coal... Alongside a hammer and pliers. Maybe this man was a travelling blacksmith? Odd of them to be travelling around, most of those who worked in that profession always centered themselves in a single village." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The man would chuckle quietly under his breathe before climbing back up on the cart and grabbing the reigns and kicking the movement of the cart back into motion, he was quiet and still as he focused on the path ahead but was still somewhat weary what Amsu would be doing with his supplies back there. His thoughts though quickly switched back to the red sandy vistas and the path ahead.\n\nHe didn't exactly speak to people that often so he didn't particularly know what to say to the Kemonomimi. So he just focused on the road ahead, yet the thought would keep at the back of his mind as he did. Although nice he wasn't particularly good with people he didn't know." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "After an approximate five minutes of looking over the horizon and counting grains of sand, Amu got predictably bored. Now that he could just lay back and enjoy some quiet time, he realized there wasn't much else to do... So he leaned forward and crossed his arms against the front of the carriage. He wasn't that tall, at most five feet, so he didn't make much of an impact while he was leaning out towards the man's driving area.\n\n\"So... What kind of work do you do, and how could I help you out? On my side, I know a few healing spells and can make some basic medicines from raw materials. Uhm... I can also knit and make some nice scarfs, if you have some spare cloth!\"\n\nAmu would have been leaning his head sideways against his crossed arms, looking forward at the horse pulling the carriage. His tails continued to twist and bend behind him as he spoke, the blazing sun bearing down on them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The man would turn to Amsu and seemingly gave in to his nagging thoughts of starting conversation with them once they were already in his driving area and asking a few questions on his work and what he would be doing. Reynald would think for a second on those things that he said before giving a straightforward answer.\n\n\"I get my cloth and 2nd batch of iron down at Shrawir as well as make my first batch of weapons and armor to the locals using the iron and coal i get here, from Siui. However most of your work would be helping me offload materials from the cart and sell the items. I'll give you around...45% of the total profit. Medicines could be useful however... I haven't dabbled in that yet.\"\n\nOkay his answer wasn't as straightforward but he gave it in an honest but slightly dead voice, he knew a lot about what his trips entailed and his usual routine when going out on his route. Although to just a traveler who was not in this type of life style it seemed more complicated then it actually sounded." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Hm. Okay, that'll be just fine. If there are people who need basic medical treatments, I could give you some of the silver I earn as well. I can even make you some bottles of medicine for common things, like colds or smallpox... If I do though, it'll be best to keep those out of the sun.\"\n\nAmu rubbed his face into his own crossed arms, attempting to give himself some more comfort. This could be a rather long ride, as he didn't really keep great track of where he was... Maybe he really should have considered buying that map? That wasn't a problem as of now though, since this nice guy was giving him a lift. It would take maybe a few more weeks of travelling total, but Amu would eventually get back to New Albania." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "As the two entered the small town it seemed quite lively. The sound of a bell ringing occasionally could be heard. A few local venders server foods and other items hoping someone will buy. For such a small town the population was probably close to one or two thousand. A few guards with pikes dawned with the towns insignia could be seen mixed in with the various people. The smell of fresh fish, dried meat and smoke filled the air. The village felt quite warm and welcoming. The old man seemed somewhat well known as serval towns folk came up to greet him as he walked through the streets. Most buildings here were made of wood and clay, with very few having more then one floor. Almost all the roofs were made from thatch or wooden divers. Upon hearing his quest to find his family the old man paused, he stopped walking for just a second. Placing his tanned and wrinkled hand on his chin he pondered. Then it clicked for the old man, his old and shrivelled mind talking a kick to get thinking.\n\"Looking for family? Well there aren't any Kitsume here in this village you'll have to travel much farther south if you wish to find more of your kind. However I do know someone that might be able to help you.\"\n\nThe man said his dried and shaky voice almost being drowned by the clatter of the streets. Slowly he continued to guide Nicholas to a smallish house nearing the imposing cliff faces. The building had two floors and seemed fairly run down. It definitely was a large family home. To the left of the house was a small graveyard with seven crude stones in the ground likely graves of loved ones. The question of what the supplies were for, he knew this well. Turning back he spoke a little more clearly.\n\"Well it's for someone who has yet to awaken. Their mind seemed to have died yet their body lives on. I've spent most of my life caring for this stranger.\"\nThe old man said as he opened a double door just large enough for the cart to squeeze in. Inside was a fairly open room with a stairwell that lead to a second floor. A lining of wooden rails could be seen on the second level. With serval seemingly empty room dotted on the side. The old man cleared a spot of the goods and placed his grimoire on the counter. He seemed exhausted as he sat down on a worn chair. He smiled just a little, his voice clearly showing signs of exhaustion.\n\"Your welcome to stay a night or two if you need. I still have work to do, thank you for bringing it in for me.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas took great interest in the village as they walked, making sure to take everything in. It was a small town much like his own, yet the people were very different. Back home most would stick to themselves and keep working, the only people who could \"Waste\" Time were the children. And even then a lot of them spent most of their day working for their parents to keep whatever trade they had going. The largest difference though were the guards, back home there were no real guards, instead everyone just knew how to defend themselves really. Carrying swords and axes to keep themselves safe from any thieves. It was not perfect, far from it, but it kept the village safe and made sure everyone who could work did work instead of just standing around keeping an eye for someone who might cause trouble. When the man stopped he stopped as well, listening to what he had to say on the matter of finding his family. Hearing there were no mistune here other than him was something Nicholas had expected. After leaving home he had seen very few mistune, at least those who had shown it. This was probably because of the first nation he visited, but there was also just the fact that mistune, generally speaking, were rare sights to be seen. Which was something Nicholas never really thought about as well, most of the people back home were mistune, there were a few other races but the majority of them were mistune, and thus he had always just figured they made up a majority, even when told otherwise. It really did take visiting a whole new continent to fully realize this fact. \n\n\"Oh, do you at least know the name of the stranger?\" Nicholas asked him as they entered, setting the cart aside and taking a quiet sigh of relief, finally getting a break from moving it. The old man was kind, at the very least it seemed that way with how he had treated Nicholas, but also the fact he was caring for what he referred to as a stranger, and it had been for a large portion of his life, not that was something even Nicholas wasn't sure he could do. He knew of no one who would even do that back home, especially when it seemed as though they would never wake up. Those who could work survive, those who could not work rarely did. It was rough, but you needed to be capable in every way to survive the frigid cold. \"I thank you for your kindness, It is better than sleeping out in the woods. Can you show me to this person tomorrow who might be able to help me find my family?\" Nicholas asked him after he sat down. He would then set his bag and gear to the side, near the cart and look for a place to sit, specifically an open stool or chair if there was one. If not he would simply find a comfortable looking spot on the floor to use.\n\n\"I can also help with some work if you do need.\" He said, offering to help a little more. Although he was definitely tired, he was being offered free lodging and perhaps to find a good clue as to where his family could be. And as they did back home, if someone does something for you, you must do something for them. He figured by helping him with a few chores he might be able to earn the information he is looking for and pay back the lodging tenfold in some way. Although he figured that was paid off by helping him with the cart." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The old man began to sort through the herbs and medical supplies and began to create a sort of mush like soup. Slowly he took a book and took a water skin. Gently filling the bowl with water he brought it to a fireplace on a near by wall. A quick snap of his fingers and the fire lit. Gently placing the bowl on the fire to boil. The old man slowly strolled his was back towards Nicholas. Taking a grinder and began to prepare the medicine. He seemed calm as if he had been doing this for a long time. His body was definitely on limited time. He seemed quite exhausted even the grinding in the bowl took a lot of energy for him. Yet he pushed through , as he worked on the medicine he glanced other. His facial expression was fairly dull, warmly lit by the fire a few oil lamps.\n\"I don't know their name, the only thing I can think of is some sort of embroidery on a tattered robe my mother found them in. I think it's Miyako or something like that... To be honest they might not even have a name...\"\nThe old man paused, the mystery person he was caring for might as well be a nobody. He didn't know if they had a name or not. How could that be, it didn't really make sense. The bitter smell of the medicine slowly filled the room. It probably didn't taste all too good, yet he poured his heart and soul into the work. Once he was satisfied with the mush he grabbed a mitt and walked back to the fire. Gently grabbing the now boiling water he brought it over and pushed the mush of plants into the pot and began to stir while it cooled down.\n\"Unfortunately not, the person that might be able to help is the person I've been caring for. They are like you, as long as I've remembered they have been asleep. Even before I was born, the problem is I don't got much time left and neither do they...\"\nThe old man seemed kinda depressed by this. His whole life caring for someone who wouldn't wake up. He seemed distracted however by his work. Quickly going back to focus. Once stirred well enough he took his grimoire and began to cast a spell. A warm green glow came from the pot as the medicine settled. Reaching over her grabbed a small spoon and a few jugs. Taking the pot he gently filled two or three jugs with the warm medicine.\n\"Well if you'd like to help me skin the fish that would be helpful. I gotta care for my guest soon, I was unable to give them medicine yesterday...\"\nThe man said with a bit of a tired look, he placed the jugs next to the fire and began to prepare a seasoning. Taking a small knife and began to chop up serval leaves and spices." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"A person with no name?\" He questioned quietly to himself before speaking up. \"Well if they have been asleep for so long, then sadly I do not think they would be able to help me.\" He said on the matter of them being able to help him. His sister was even younger than he was, and he was quite young, barely an adult by mistune standards. As for his father, he was not quite sure, perhaps they had met at one point and knew each other. But not recently enough for it to be much help for him finding him.\n\nWhen it came to the fish, he hesitantly agreed to it. He did offer, and it would be rude to decline such a simple task simply because he did not care for it. In the past Nicholas had never worried about skinning the animals he killed, his mother always took care of it for him. Although he did know how to do it, just not to the same level as his mother. He would stand up, and as he did, he would accidentally knock over his bag with his tail. Which there only appeared to be one, but it was exceptionally large. In truth, he did have all 9 tails that were attributed to mistune, he just kept them combined most of the time, appearing as one large tail. In a confined space like this though, after realizing what he had done he would hide them with the help of magic. Keeping them out of the way. With the bag haven fallen, some of the contents that were towards the top spilled out. Mainly his flute, notebook, and pencil, all of which were things he used regularly. \n\n\"Oh, let me take care of that first. I will get to the fish in one moment.\" He said and repacked his bag up quickly. He would have time to write in his notebook later, just before going to bed. As of now it was quite empty, having nothing of great importance to write about. But today, he had a little more to remember for himself and to share with the village when he got back home. With the bag cleaned up he would stand up once more and take off his dirty gloves, not wanting to contaminate the fish too much while working with them. He would head over to the kitchen area in the house and look for something to use as a tray along with a knife to cut with. Once the gear he would use was set then it would be time to get the fish and get to work with it. Grabbing one of the fish he would bring it over to the wooden cutting board and would begin working slowly with it. He was no professional when it came to fish skinning, or the skinning of any animals. But he did his best from what he had remembered, following what his mother had taught him, going through the motions as best he could. He had a few issues at first but quickly got used to it and got to work. Once he was done with one fish he would do something quite peculiar. He would start casting a spell he knew, an ice one, freezing his hands and then the fish. This was something his mother often did as well, it would help prolong the life of the fish meat, keeping it from spoiling sooner rather than later. Such practices were important to make sure they had food going into the winter months when meats and other foods would become less common and more difficult to get hold of. Once he completed this final step he would set the fish aside and grab another, repeating the process over and over until completed. Not bothering the man as he worked as well." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The old man was pleased with his work, coming over he gently picked up one of the fishes and began to salt it before placing it neatly on a rack. Slowly but surly he took all the fish and placed it on the rack then it came to the last two. Inserting a small metal rod into them he placed them over a small stove like fire in the kitchen to slow roast them.\n\"Your quite skilled young man, must have been a hell of a trip for you. When I was much younger I used to be just like you. Seeking excitement but as you can see my mother's wishes fall before that. I do wish you the best for finding your loved one.\"\nThe old man said softly as he turned the fish on the stove. About fifteen minutes later the fish were a golden brown and steaming warm. Taking the seasoning he sprinkled it on the fish. Letting it cool he gently a knife and cut the fish into about three equal portions and with one of the portions into small bite sized chunks. He placed the chunked portion of the food bad on the stove to let it stay warm.\n\"Here, it's a thanks for helping me out so much today.\"\nThe old man handed him a small plate with a seasoned fish. It wasn't exactly too tier food. But it was a pretty decent blend of spice though a decently juicy fish. Surprisingly decent for the materials at hand. He ate fairly slowly occasionally giving small talk as they ate, or at least trying to. As soon as the two were done he took both their plates. Placing them in a small wooden sink\n\"If you wish to see that person maybe you might know them...\"\nThe old man said as he stood up slowly and began to walk up the stairs. Clearly struggling with ascending the stairs. Once at the top there was a small dimly lit hallway with two rooms. One appeared to be the old man's room. A messy bed with a small table at its side with various books haphazardly scattered around the room. The next room over was a locked door. Taking a small key from his pockets he gently opened the door as of to not disturb whom was sleeping. Carrying a plate of chopped food he walked in. Laying on a bed neatly tucked in was another Kitsume. A young girl at least for Kitsumes seemed to lay rest. The gentle motion of her breathing could be Sean rising and falling. Her body was frail and in pretty bad shape. She had silky long black hair that was combed and neatly held together by a small string to prevent it from getting to messy. Her skin was hopelessly pale, she seemed quite thin to. On the bed next to her was a coat hanger with a robe on it. It appeared to be a very old mages robe. It was worn and dull. But the word Miyako was still visible however any other words have long since faded. It wasn't event a guarantee that was her name anyway. She sported seven long bushy dark grey tails that seemed to be perfectly still in their own deep sleep. If he could detect mana he would feel a very strong connection with her. She seemed to have a massive mana pool and a strong connection with the world around her. Perhaps she was a powerful mage before she fell into a deep sleep. The old man took a fork and began to hand feed her. Since she was unable to eat herself. Once he fed a fed her he began to cast a spell. A healing spell which seemed to have little to no effect...\n\"This is well the house guest, she's been asleep even before I was born. I reckon at least a century... Never has she awoken from her seemingly endless slumber...\"\nThe old man said as he gently combed her hair of knots. He then shook her body to make sure the blood was moving. Once he was done her sat down in a chair and just signed.\n\"I'm not sure I can save her... She has been my only patient and I've failed every day...\"\nThe man said clearly shot down, his old age was weighing on him quite heavily as evident by his lack of energy. He seemed quite stressed of his patient, he seemingly begged for freedom deep inside. Wanting nothing more than to spend what little time he had left free of this burden..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With the work done Nicholas rubbed his hands on the side of his pants before going back to his stuff and watching the man work to make food they would be eating. It smelt good, the cooked fish that is. It was a nice breath of fresh air from the previously bitter smelling medicine he was working on earlier. When he brought the food over Nicholas thanked him before digging into it. He had worked for this instead of using money, one of the first things he had truly worked for since he had arrived at the continent. He was proud of himself to say the very least. The food itself tasted fine, although it was definitely different to what Nicholas was used to. He ate slowly, enjoying each bite to the best he could know the moment would not last forever. Nothing ever lasted forever and that was the sad part about the world. \n\nAfter coming by and taking the plate, he asked Nicholas a question that he was not expecting all too much. \"I don't think I will, but I guess it won't hurt.\" He said and stood up, grabbing his bag instinctively and throwing it loosely over his shoulder. Nicholas would follow slowly behind the man up the stairs. Even such a simple task took so much effort. He was surprised the old man was still going at this rate. But he did not bring it up, instead just continuing after him quietly to not accidentally make him fall, which he luckily did not. As he entered the hallway he noticed the empty rooms. He was alone, and the only other two people in here were himself and this girl. Although this girl did not seem to make the best of housemates as she was very needy and bringing nothing to the table. Sadly, someone like her was most likely not long for this world, and this would become even more apparent to the young man when he entered the room with her in it, just after the man did. She was frail to say the least, looking like a human sized doll. Her skin pale even compared to those where he was from, most of which blended in with the snow fairly well. \"You have great commitment to your craft, the healers I know would have long given up by this point.\" He said to him while continuing to look over the woman. Noticing with his arcane sense her magic energy and her MANA reserves. At least the general size of them, and was quite surprised by how much she was able to retain even in such a weakened state. \n\n\"Do you mind if I play a song? It usually helps me to relax.\" He asked the old man and began looking through his bag. Waiting for a response before beginning to play for him and the girl. He was hoping that by playing some music perhaps he could calm the old man and relax him a bit more. He had had a long day, and he clearly needed a break from the world and one of the best ways for Nicholas was to do that. Should he say yes to such a request Nicholas would take a seat on the ground nearby one the entrance and begin playing? He would play a tune from his homeland, one his mother had taught him from a young age. Lullaby which always made him fall asleep when he felt tired. When it came to instruments and music, it was one of Nicholas' specialities. Something he was quite good at and enjoyed doing whenever he could, and that showed when he played, getting lost in the music himself." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "A light crunching would fill the early morning air as the Elf found himself once more under the shade of the large pines that made up Ombu's forest. It had only been about a month since he last visited, but just as promised, he had returned to pick up the Raccoon who claimed to want to travel with him. Terrel of course didn't have much faith in the idea, not being the first time someone agreed with going only to vanish completely within the week, but he was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. \n\nHe'd retrace his steps back to where he last remembered leaving the Raccoon, knowing that there'd be an imprint on the ground somewhere if nothing disturbed the area for the time he was gone. Eventually he'd catch sight of the familiar location, soon coming to a stop just before where they were originally standing in their previous discussion. He stood there in silence for a while, not looking to call out to the raccoon, but simply waiting for any sign of him potentially returning. He had made it clear that if Xylon wanted to go he'd be here, so now it was only a matter of time." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The sound of footsteps woke him from his place in the trees, not really the best place to sleep at, but he'd been running from creatures of the night previously until he came across the tree and decided to seek shelter there, few hours of cowering in fear and flinging rocks at the creatures they finally left though not wanting to be chased again the raccoon decided to stay on the tree.\n\nAfter running through this forest for months he had grown accustomed to being alert at the slightest crunch of a twig and also sleeping in random places, he looked around for the source of the noise and eyes eventually landed on a familiar pig mask. He almost completely forgot about the deal he had made but nonetheless he was excited about this \n\n\"PITMAN—\"\n\nHe yelled before promptly falling off of the tree out of excitement and landed flat on his back and he groaned not the smoothest introduction from last time but hey who's exactly keeping score?" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would look up in time to notice Xylon falling from the tree and would promptly take a step back to avoid him dropping on him as the Raccoon would crash onto the ground.\"Why were you-\"He'd begin to ask, soon realizing that whatever the reason was that he was up there, he probably didn't want to know.\"Had a nice nap, I'm guessing?\"Terrel would reach his hand down to Xylon to help him up. It seemed like he really was serious about it or as serious as one could take from a person that just fell out of a tree.\"Seems like you held your end of the deal.\"He'd continue before a faint grin would appear on his face. \n\nConsider him partially impressed, though whether that was because Xylon was still alive or actually still here, it could be either really. Maybe the kid still had some survival skills yet out here, but if he was sitting up in the trees, he was probably putting hiding into better use than fighting. If it works, it works he supposed, so who was he to judge really?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ow ow ow- Yeah I had a nice nap until I fell out of course... Stupid tree\" He winced grabbing Terrell's hand and getting back on his feet and glared at the tree though it looked more like a pout than anything menacing, dusting off some dirt before smiling at Terrell confidence radiating off of him.\n\n\"Well since I'm still alive\" He gestures to himself, he wasn't supporting many injuries aside from few new bruises that weren't there before \"Now it's Your Turn to hold your own end of the deal!\" He says triumphantly grinning ear to ear." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With Xylon back up on his feet, the Elf would let go of his hand.\"Well fortunately for you, where we're going there won't be many trees.\"He'd say, brushing off his cloak in discovering a twig that decided to make its home there.\"But we're going to have to stock up a lot when we get there. Let's just say, my business in Mentia gave me a sudden change in plans. About to go on a life-risking adventure with the potential of never returning.\"He'd say casually.\"You know. The usual. There won't be many places to leave you at, but if you're not sure about wanting to go, it would be best to make your mind before we leave this place because where we're going, there won't be as much...\"He'd tug at a loose branch, pulling it down by the end of it in waiting for it to snap before he'd let it fall to the ground.\"Cover...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I think I could handle it, I mean I survived this far right? Besides I like a challenge!\" He smirks confident air still upholding, whilst on the inside he was everything but confident his head is already swimming with doubt and instinct to turn back.\n\nBut Nylon was stubborn and that almost always landed him in many many many sticky situations even if he did come out in one piece, the scar on his back stung at the memory of his less than fortunate incident due to his idiocy, but that's a story for another day.\n\n\"Just curious, where are we heading exactly? There won't be many trees, but that's not exactly a big clue to wherever we're heading\" He inquired pestering away the scenarios in his head of how he'll die." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He'd let out a snort of suppressed laughter, soon turning away from the Raccoon as he'd begin to head off into the forest without paying attention to whether or not he was following.\"Your confidence will either get you killed or end with you destroying a small town. My gold is on the former until you've lived for as long as I have in half the places I've been.\"He'd say, retracing his steps back a bit before making a turn in knowing they'd have to head South East to reach their destination.\n\n\"Right now, we're heading to the Siuian Empire. If we can pass through the country within the next couple of months, there are a couple people we'll be meeting up with in the Steppes to travel with.\"He'd explain to him, not sure if the Raccoon was even sure of where the locations were or if he's been mostly hanging around the same place for most of his life.\n\n\"Whatever you plan on doing when we reach the Empire, try not to draw attention to yourself. I don't want to have to drag you away from some fight waiting to happen because you couldn't help yourself from waving a dagger at the first person you see.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He scoffed at the last comment \"Not unless they wave their daggers first Pitman, I'm not going to kill people without a reason\" He followed the larger elf in his walk \"And besides my confidence hasn't gotten me killed yet but the idea of a town burning is tempting\" He said trying his best to keep up with him with his small legs, he wasn't sure about these new names Terrell keeps mentioning those are definitely places he has never been before, but that's just more exciting, just imagining seeing new places instead of the old structures he had seen before made his curiosity shoot up alongside his ever-growing fear that's being repressed at the moment." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would scoff.\"You wouldn't kill people with a reason. Have you ever even fought before? Like properly?\"The Elf would ask back to him. He could admire the overconfidence, but if it hadn't yet gotten him killed, it was bound to in a place as big as the empires. People were hardly tolerable there much like the enforcers there to keep the peace.\"Or frankly even been to an Empire before? Believe you can fight people all you want, I've yet to see you win in a match against a tree.\"The Elf didn't seem to notice Xylon struggling keep up, making much easier strides across the forest floor without noticing the struggle of someone with much shorter legs than his own." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of course I can fight properly-\" He frowned at the Terrell \"I just don't do it often unless I get cornered and to answer your other question no I haven't exactly seen or been to these empire places I mostly stay at here and at home. Though I don't go there much nowadays\" The paintings were haunting him every time he came back to his old home, and he'd get nightmares of screaming figures of his parents often, so not exactly the best place to stay sometimes, but that's really all he had, and he wasn't about to just live in a rundown alley anytime soon, a ticket out of this place could make him forget it and start anew maybe even find a new family though the odds are more so he'd die on the way and risk not see his dreams come to fruition." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You can start making a few when we reach the border, for now there is not much to do for a good long while until we get all the down there. The quiet of the desert have always has been pleasant to me.\"\n\nThey'd smile under the plate helm as they watched the rolling dunes of red sand across the highlands with the babo mountains rising in the east as they headed down a lonely and quiet trial. A few things bumped in the cart as the horse walked over a short bump on their path that shook the contents inside, he looked back and put most of it back in its original spot and then focused on the way ahead.\n\n\"So, Have you ever been to Kadho or Prasia?.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "After stretching for a few seconds, Amu let out a light sigh and straightened up into a proper sitting position. Since the wasn't going to be much else to do, might as well talk the time away with the nice fellow.\n\n\"Well, I had to cross through Radio to get to SII, so yes. More specifically, I spent a few days in Norse... One of it's more well known towns. It was a really nice stay, actually, because of all the delicious food they have! A lot of people there know how to season and cook fish to the perfect taste and texture... I stayed there a bit longer than I should have, but I couldn't really resist.\"\n\nAmu let out a cheeky grin while thinking back to it all. His tails would swing side-to-side behind him in unison, as he looked out towards the dunes that surrounded them. Not a lot of places back in Albania have quite the great taste that the seafood in Radio does... Almost makes him want to move up over there. Getting all his things to Norse in one piece though, was a rather disheartening notion. Guess he'll just have to live with remembering the taste, or travelling up once or twice a year." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I make most my business in Kadho, well most of my earning anyway as they always go for a good deal on goods from places where they say the 'metal is richer'. In my opinion all metal is the same... Just how you help make it into something meaningful.\"\n\nHe would be honest in his thinking yet he did know that both Siui and Prasia were rich in ore and were plenty full of miners and blacksmiths that stayed in the towns and serviced the countries. He was different however, he never liked being stuck at one place for too long or he'd start to feel uneasy and uncomfortable. So he started this travelling lifestyle around a route he has been going on for a good couple years now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you can get a lot of business in Radio, why not just stay there?... You must've heard about my recommendation on their food. A lot of nice people too! You should really consider it if you somehow haven't before.\"\n\nAmu leaned forward from his sitting position, maybe speaking a bit louder than he himself expected. He'd then clear his throat and sit back down while watching the man. He could possibly just be a person who enjoys travelling, which is why he continually goes around in a circle through the three countries... But that was rather unreasonable to the little kemonomimi." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Heh, i could if i would but that would mean leaving what i have for something any other person with a hammer and some metal can do anywhere else. I get to travel all around and do my work without having to lay my feet down in a place i'd get to used to. The good food is something to be excited for instead of being the day in day out way of life i'd be living if i stayed there.\"\n\nHe had his reasons for this way of life and he did change it up by doing a few jobs and contracts when he was low on funds but he liked the travelling way. Enjoying the views of nature and taking each step at a time along an ever-changing trail as how he would put it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Anon murmured to himself while slowly leaning himself against the side of the carriage, careful to not lay onto any of the supplies that he could end up breaking or messing with. He somewhat understood what the guy was talking about... There are some things that are just better if you only experience them once in a while. Although he couldn't really wrap his head around the idea of continually travelling and being on the go, like, how're you supposed to have good relationships like that?\n\n\"It just sounds really lonely to me. I do a lot of healing back at New Albania, and I do my work over at my home. Inviting the people in and giving them a nice look is always something to look forward to, especially when I've tended to them before. Sometimes they stay a bit longer so we can have some tea or eat together... How're you supposed to do all that if you're always moving?\"\n\nᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷʰᵉˡᵐⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍ ʷᵃⁱᵗ" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "_It had been a long time since Almann returned home to the city of Ainakil. The city wasn't much, but it was enough for him to be content with the business he got there. As he weaved his horse throughout the small city he recognized plenty of faces along the way. Locals he had gotten to know over the past months, and develop a cordial relationship with. You always had the same group of elders, 3 in all, playing a 3-way board game that Almann never understood how to play and the same group of children playing in the streets, begging Almann, for keepsakes, toys, sweets, and trinkets. People in Ainakil were relaxed to say the least, most people knew each other, and crime wasn't that big of an issue like in many places of the Salvainian Empire. Strangers only really came to Ainakil if they had business or knew someone here. Perhaps pirates were the biggest issue, but they didn't come in from land like Almann did._\n\n_As he rounds the corner he looks upon a familiar sight. The road that leads his shop goes down directly to the docks. From here Almann can clearly see the glitter off the bay. Perhaps, he thought, he ought to go fishing later. After all, the news around the town is that huge flocks of fish had been swarming in the bay since the beginning of the season._\n\n_Almann trots up to his shop, carefully tying his horse off in the public stables adjacent to him, and opens the door._\n\n_Not to his surprise, he is greeted by the many faces he is familiar with. Although they may look similar, given they are all brothers and sisters by blood, he could tell each of them out by the difference in their voices and behavior. Indeed, Almann had plenty of people working under him, maintaining the shop, cleaning the building, and keeping the business afloat while he was gone. They were all brothers and sisters of the same family, with their patriarch Muadhib, a good friend of Almann's._\n\n_Muadhib was one of the best spear fishermen in the entire world, Almann thought. He towered most other men, standing well almost two and a half meters tall with an imposing complexion and a large (but well kept) beard to match it all. He had multiple wives, each of them bearing numerous children, and those children filling up the halls and houses the Muadhib owned. However, having that many rugrats running around grated on the man, so he asked Almann to keep them held up in his shop. With five decently sized bedrooms, a work area, a shop area, and many other amenities, Almann managed to house 11 of them._\n\n_The youngest were aged 6, 8, and 10, and taught letters and maths at their young age at Almann's request after he had shared his knowledge with the older siblings he housed. Their names were Grana, Lana, and Ori. The middle children were aged 13, 15, 15, 16, and 17. Their names were Na'im, and the quadruplets Aya, Mya, Jal, and Abdel. They did most of the cleaning, cooking, and grunt work, with many taking classes in blacksmithing and trade work and reading Almann's notes on similar topics. The oldest were aged 18, 18, and 21. The two twin sisters, Aelia and Relia, and the older son Abram. These three proved themselves invaluable to Almann._\n\n_Aelia was an exceptional tanner and seamstress. She made most of the clothing her and her siblings wore on a daily basis. She tanned leathers and hides so that her brother Abram, who was Almann's apprentice, could make them into cushioned hilts for daggers and rudimentary swords. Relia had a natural silver tongue, able to (sometimes too assertively) strike deals with the even the most stubborn of local merchants and peddlers. Almann was simply amazed at how well these three caught on to his business. All three of them were clearly savants. What took Almann years to master only took them a few weeks, and what took Almann a few weeks, took them at most a few days. Perhaps the most lucky for him was that their living expenses were entirely paid by their father, and, as promised, Almann would make sure they learn skills to make themselves successful after they become old enough to start their own businesses or marry while also keeping a sturdy roof over their heads._\n\n_Recollecting all of this, Almann does his rounds with the children of his comrade in war (they had both done their business on the Irtutian border) and focuses on the different things they have made. Some of the smaller children watched their older brother, Abram, make trinkets, silverware, bronzeware, among other things, and seemed to try to imitate him. Almann inspected the smaller makeshift toys and metal coins the children were able to make themselves, with the girls beginning to sow and tan like their sister Aelia, and compliments the children on their hard work._\n\n_Almann then goes on to inspect the work of his apprentice and dismisses the children to the back rooms to go read and play, leaving the shop corner of the building to him and the three eldest siblings. While he inspects the work of Abram, he asks them to go over the dealings of the shop in the months he had been away, giving him a report on the profits, new customers, and potential beneficial ties to other merchants. They quickly become engrossed in a conversation about the recent business dealings of the city._" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Anakin was the rabbit's next 'target.' Reading up on it, Auburn had found that it was quite a nice place. Maybe it wasn't the best place for 'regifting', but it would be a far easier time than the more militaristic cities. But everywhere, there would be people less fortunate. The beggar on the street that was too weak to stand, the family wearing the same clothes every day, washing them in the stream because they were too poor to buy new ones, or the urchins that ran in the streets. They could be found everywhere, no matter how prosperous an area was.\n\nBut of course, she couldn't simply walk in, steal things, and get out. She had to establish herself at least a little bit. Walking over to the beggar, she opens a sack full of food, handing him a soft loaf of bread. It's almost fresh, and it was. It was from the bakery the next city over. They wouldn't miss a single loaf of bread, but this man would consider it a lifesaver.\n\nThe man's eyes light up as he sees the loaf of bread in front of him, graciously taking it in with both hands. Before he can say a word, the rabbit scampers off, giving him a wave before hopping away. Now, to steal something of actual value...\n\nThere. A building that seemed to be a tinkerer's shop, or maybe belonging to a blacksmith? Either way, Auburn would see a tall Macon walking inside. Hm.\n\nCarefully, Auburn enters, hoping to look like a customer. 'Remember, just take something and run.'\n\n\"Hello?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann finishes his conversation with the three in Siuian tongue. Relia gets behind the counter, Aelia goes in the back with the children, and Abram continues to work in the next room on several pieces for display and selling._\n\n_As Auburn walked into the shop, she would see jewelry, swords, daggers, spears, shields, among other miscellaneous sharp and otherwise useful objects to the everyday citizen. Perhaps the thing that would stand out among the entire shop was a shield. It wasn't a particularly ornate shield, the bronze inlay on the ironwood body of the shield itself shined much brighter than it's counter parts. The spit-sheened steel reinforcement on it's side looked immensely sturdy. Perhaps what was most interesting, was that the bronze inlay seemed to resemble a viper with horns, with the intent of intimidating the opponent of the user._\n\n_It hung low above one of the dagger display cases on the left side of the shop._\n\n_Almann claps his hands together and offers a welcoming grin to the kemonomimi._\n\n\"Hello! Welcome to Denwen's Forge. How can we help you today?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The timid rabbit jumps back in surprise, then smiles once she sees who seems to be the store owner.\n\n\"Hi! I'm just looking around. As you can see, I'm not exactly looking for weapons...\"\n\nShe spread her arms out to her side, and indeed she wouldn't. The kemonomimi would be dressed quite plainly, with somewhat loose-fitting clothing and a small sack on her back.\n\nShit. She didn't exactly think of a reason to be here. Fortunately, there was jewelry as well as weapons. Auburn wasn't exactly the best with those (besides knives and daggers).\n\n\"I'm looking for some jewelry, for a friend. Mind if I try some on?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann eyes the kemonomimi up and down, walk towards her and getting in close, narrowing his eye at her and scratching his chin. He pays close attention to her eyes, hair, and ears, while also thinking through the different types of jewelry that would look well on her. The colors have to compliment or match. As it seems that her eyes were a soft brown, and he knew just what color could fit._\n\n_He was thinking a simple gold necklace would look well on her, and perhaps any friend she had. Gold was the default choice for many people, and this customer was no exception. Some flattery would work in his favor to get her to pay a bigger amount. Though she didn't look like she was of any status, but it was best to try anyways._\n\n\"Sure. But before we continue I have to get a gauge of what your friend looks like. Are they as pretty as you? If not... Could you give me a description? Jewelry is best worn when it compliments the wearer you know.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Fuck. He's studying her, carefully. Did he perhaps suspect her true intentions? Did she not hide her knives well enough? Her boots shift ever so slightly just in case, suddenly realizing just how many weapons there are in this shop, many of them having a shining bronze color. It's bronze, of course it would.\n\n\"Well, I-I really can't say anything about that. She does look pretty similar to me though.\"\n\nAuburn visibly blushes at all the flattery. Clasping her hands, she turns away slightly, though the Macon can see an embarrassed smile form on her face. It's too bad that she's going to steal him, but she wasn't looking for any relationship." }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann slips a gold necklace out from under his sleeve, dangling it in front of her face. The necklace itself was all that ornate, and it wasn't the more pure gold, but it was real gold. It was one of his apprentice's experimental pieces, not one of the more expensive ones Almann himself made. Why would Almann show a customer who clearly isn't of higher stature a more highly priced piece of jewelry? He would have to make her ask for something better, look desperate to buy what humble piece he's teased her with._\n\n_Almann grins._\n\n\"How is this?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was gold. Real gold. Auburn's eyes practically lock onto the thing.\n\n\"Wow... How much is it? I am looking for a more expensive piece.\"\n\nThis was good. Perfect. If she could get her hands on an expensive piece and sell it, she could buy who knows how much bread she could buy with this. And the gold... Not yet. Focus on the now." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Nicholas gave the old man a nod and continued to play his song. Flowing with the music and just enjoying it as he usually did. He knew of the basics of the old man's trouble and played. Hopefully easing him into a comfortable rest. At least as comfortable as he could get with whatever condition he might have had. As he played he would soon notice the minor movements of the girl. He was shocked to say the very least, from what he had heard she had not moved an inch for hundreds of years. Was he just lucky or had he perhaps found what was needed to wake her? Only time would really tell, and Nicholas wanted to know. But for now it seemed she was struggling somewhat, just barely tapping along with her arm, keeping beat with the song. The more he played the more she continued to do so, and now he had an idea. He was not sure it would work, but considering such a slow and soothing tune was working, perhaps something a little more energetic in its own way might wake her body up. It was just a hunch, but it was very much worth a shot. So he stopped for a second and stood up. \n\nWith himself now standing up he would begin thinking of a song, what song would work best to wake her up. He moved over to the window and looked out, noticing the mountains, stars, and most importantly the moon. And that was when it had struck him, which song to play that is. He would take a seat in the windowsill and bring his flute up to his mouth, beginning to play quietly. It was a melody that was calming, much like the last one, although it was very much different. The last one was much more slavic sounding, but this one, likely would sound more similar to the woman as it was a tune Nicholas' father taught him. One from the continent and was very different to the ones back home. Being much more oriental sounding and even middle eastern to some extent. Either way it was quite the piece. Being quiet, and calm, but with the accents he put on every note, it sounded energetic and fast. Something that would be played at perhaps an epic occasion of some sort. Although after about a minute of playing it would begin to slow down, returning to how it started as more of a lullaby piece. Something to put someone to sleep or keep them calm. While he played he watched her, hoping to see some movement aside from just her arm tapping to the beat, and maybe, just maybe it would cause her to wake up. Freeing herself from the curse of never ending sleep, and the old man from never ending servitude, something he did not deserve to live through his entire life. No matter how long or short it would be. \n\nWhile he played and watched her, hoping for any reaction, he would forget about the magic he had in place for his tails, revealing all nine. The same silver color as his hair with brown tips at the end. Making it clear who and what he was. He was both lucky and cursed to have all 9 tails that a Kitsune could have. Most had fewer, his mother only had 5, his father 7, and his sister 3. It made him an envy of many, while also making life more difficult, keeping all nine from getting in the way. Which was a problem he had a lot of in his younger years. But now as an adult, he had learned to control them better and keep them from getting in the way. Along with using magic to hide them from being seen when he wanted them to be. Although now lost in the music and moment he mostly forgot and just focused on playing. Making sure to get every note just right." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Mikado could hear the music pick up, maybe the strange visitor felt her screams for help. She had always been yelling yet no one could hear her. It was like a dream of sorts. A nightmare rather, the ones where you scream, but no sound comes out. Mikado felt so helpless, so weak. It pained her to only be able to hear the world around her. She wanted to wake up from this dream bell she would accept death as an option to... She tried with all her might to scream, but her body refused to move any father then the initial finger twitches.\n\nWith all of her thoughts she tried desperately to reach out. Her body refused to move. Her arm and hand remaining perfectly still. If Nicholas was watching he would see her arm move a few inches towards him then fall still again. It was as if she was trying to reach out to him. With all her strength yet she still fell short. The wind blew gently into the room, as if she had made the air move. Nicholas felt a little chilly as the gentle blue glow of the moon lit the room dimly. The oil lamp on the wall was about to burn out with a small flame still burning barely giving off any light.\n\nMikado didn't remember who she was, all she had done was listen. And listen she did. She remembered falling but why or how she did not? Maybe she was dead? No, this wasn't death, this was a special kind of hell. Mikado had long since lost track of time. She wasn't sure how long she had been like this? Maybe she was always like this. Perhaps she was just being pessimistic, but she had hope. A candle in an infinite darkness.\n\nMikado looked strangely peaceful in this state. Despite how frail she looked, she seemed to almost glow like this. Her pale skin gently lit by a dim blue moon was quite pretty. For someone who had been sleeping she was still quite a beautiful sight for sore eyes. Her long black hair seemed to be about waste long. With a small string barely holding it all together. The covers of the blankets seemed to keep most of her body hidden, with her arms and the very top of her bear chest exposed to the moon light. Nothing was visible however quite thankfully if Nicholas had any respect in that department. Perhaps he would feel a bit of pity for her, for what is likely to be most of her life. She has been in this state. Maybe it was a scary dream world she would never leave. Or perhaps a paradise of everything she could ever want. But there was no true way to learn of what was happening in her mind. Perhaps she just redacted to the music, or maybe the music was able to trigger something inside her. Like a hidden memory in how to move her arm.\n\nEither way the fact was plane as day, for what might have been the first time in an entire century she was able to move something. Waking up was definitely going to be a challenge. But just maybe with the right stimulation he might be able to save her... Just maybe he could save someone from the brink of nothingness. And endless world of thoughts and hopelessness." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With the song now over, Nicholas would put his flute down, leaving it in the windowsill as he stood up. He would walk over to her and watch her, trying to reach out to him and the sound he had made. He would take a seat in the chair the old man had used earlier, bringing it a bit closer to the bed she laid on, and eventually gently grabbed her cold hand. Feeling it gently, scared to accidentally break it with how frail she looked. \"Can you hear me?\" He asked her in a soft voice. Trying to be as gentle as possible in every way. Perhaps he was being overly cautious, but he would rather be safe than sorry. She had been asleep for many decades, nearing if not already over a century. So there was always the chance of some strange shock from too loud of words or sounds. \"Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.\" He requested of her, waiting for a response. He was nearly 100% sure she could hear him, but not about understanding. Like the sound of something and being drawn to it was very different from understanding a word or sentence and responding to it. Although, they could be seen as not too different of things. \n\nWaiting for a response Nicholas would quietly mumble an old prayer his mother would sometimes use whenever she was nervous. It sounded almost like music, being spoken in his native tongue with an added tune. Some would even consider it music. But for him, it was not complex enough to truly be music. He hoped that maybe the prayer would ask whatever god or higher power that was up there to help this woman and elderly man, the inhabitants of this home to be better, treated of their sicknesses. In the past such requests never worked, but it was something he defaulted to from his mother. Even though he had very few religious beliefs himself and was far from a worshiper of God. Either way he would keep chanting quietly, waiting for some response from the girl in one way or another." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Her hands were ice-cold, she felt like a living ice cube. Surprisingly her skin was stunningly soft. While she was definitely frail she was at least able to not crumble from basic movements. Likely the old man's healing magic and medicine had slowed down her degradation by quite a bit. He may not realize it but if he wasn't doing such things she would have withered away decades ago. Her body would have just shut down if it were not for him. It was a miracle she was cared for at all. As he gently held her hand he felt a weak pulse in her hand. She was definitely alive, which might be reassuring, or perhaps it did the opposite. Knowing such a weak pulse existed, there was a good chance she might never be able to leave the bed once she woke up.\n\nMikado definitely could hear him. Though the sounds were muffled. Like when your drowning underwater. You can hear everything, but it sounds so distant... In her own hell it was a curse of sorts... Although she had no perception of time in this state. She heard him asking her to squeeze his hand if she could hear him. She tried with all her might to move her hand. But it simply didn't respond. She could hear him pray... She hoped that maybe the gods would listen... Furthermore, she really did, she wanted to wake up. Furthermore, she felt like she was there with one of her own kind. The others didn't feel like her. Perhaps this was something that manifested in her subconsciousness. But what ever it was a driving force.\n\nFor a split second Nicholas felt the slight twitch of her hands. As if they were trying their best to squeeze. With each finger struggling to move. Slowly but surely he felt a very gentle but weak grasp. She could hear him, while she couldn't really talk back to him. At least he could talk to her, kind of special hell if you really think about it.\n\nMaybe this was the first time Nicholas prayers went answered. Maybe this was a sign, or maybe this was just random thoughts. Mikado still seemed to be deep in a perpetual sleep. However after this one moment of miracle she would move no more. Just the gentle and weak pulse of her frail heart. And a slow but steady up and down of her breathing. Her eyes remained closed, unable to see such a beautiful world around them. Her two large fluffy eyes seemed to be listening quietly. What ever song he has sung or what every prayer he sang. She could hear the world. The sound of birds chirping in the springs. Taunting her of a world she did not remember, the only world she knew of was the infinite nothingness of her endless dream like state. It was practically the same thing if a thought became aware of itself. They would only know the world that is themselves. Anything beyond them, they would never be able to experience. Perhaps he would feel a little of pity for the girl. Such a hell seemed to be worse than death. And it definitely was a special one." }, { "from": "human", "value": "With the response of her squeezing his hand he smiled. It looked like he was lucky and god had taken favor on him. At least hopefully he did and this was not some sort of cruel joke. When she stopped giving a response though, and only her pulse could be felt he let go and stood up. \"My name is Nicholas Alger, son of George Alger. It is a pleasure to meet you Ms, I sadly do not know your name but I hope you wake up soon.\" He said quietly, before saying the same thing in his native tongue, although it likely sounded like nothing other than just a bunch of nonsensical noises to her. One he was done he went over to his bag and took a seat, taking out his notebook and pencil and began writing in it. He wrote first about his adventurers through Lymia. The strange elves and people he met while traveling through. And at the bottom of each page he would draw a small sketch of the events as well, they were no masterpieces, but they looked nice. Something that someone could look at and see that the artist put their heart into it, and that was what he did. Nicholas had always had this skill, to put his heart into every piece of art he did, from music to drawing, to writing. \n\nHe would soon get to the part where he first entered Parasia, writing about its mountains and flora. And for an image drawing a set of mountains with snow capped peaks and the winds blowing down, cooling a village below, The village being the one he had passed through before getting to the place he was staying now. Then on the page just to the side he would write about Ergail and his home, drawing a crude image of him next to the outside of his house. Taking some liberties with its designs since he did not get too much time to look at it and draw a very detailed version of it. And the last important part would be the page about the woman, the one who may be named Miyako. He would write that he played music for her and she began to respond after 100 years of sleep, along with what songs he played and how he played them. Then to the page just to the side of this one he would begin to draw. Drawing Miyako herself as best he could, looking back at her, using the moonlight as his main light source. He would keep drawing, putting a lot of time into it before eventually stopping, not being able to draw anymore as his wrist began to bother him and the fact he had been on his feet all day started to catch up to him.\n\nNicholas probably could have gotten up and left to go downstairs to his room. But he decided against it, instead he decided to spend the night upstairs in the room with Miyako. Partially because he was tired and did not want to move himself downstairs, but also in case she fully woke up in the middle of the night. Which although unlikely was still a possibility. He would keep himself to the floor near his bag, using his nine tails as a blanket and bed of sorts to keep himself somewhat warm and comfortable throughout the night, and using his backpack as a pillow. It was not the best night sleep he could have gotten, but him wanting to be there the moment she awoke made it be no problem at all for him. Thinking about the man and the woman as he slept, he figured he could spend a few nights in this village, helping them out. There was no rush to find his family right? And this would act as a way to complete his other goals. He just could not, no would not forget about George and Zara. His father and sister and the reason he left home. The moment he had concluded business here he would head off to find them. When would that be though? Only time could really tell for him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The floor wasn't anything special, made from roughly cut wooden boards it was far from comfortable. Nicholas would likely get a splinter or two from sleeping on the floor like this. Perhaps his thoughts drifted as the world around him grew dark. The moon light slowly faded as it rose beyond the window. At around the same time the oil lamp finally extinguished itself. A small whiff of smoke trailed out of the glass basin of the lamp. Now the room was truly dark, if Nicholas could tell the time or guess it to it was around midnight. Perhaps a little past midnight to, with the room starved of light perhaps he would finally succumb to his exhaustion from a long day of work.\n\nThe following morning the early rays of light peeked through the window that was a meter of so above Nicholas. The very top of the sun could be seen creeping it's way up in the early morning. The old man was probably already up, by the presence that there was no snoring. The sleeping girl remained asleep still. Her arm still in the position that it was last night. The warm smell of fish could be smelt from downstairs. Perhaps the old man left some food out for him to.\n\nMikado couldn't smell anything in her dream like world. She felt the warmth of the heat of the morning sun. She wondered what the sun looked like. Furthermore, she barely remembers what anything looked like to be frank. Her mind was fuzzy. It felt so strange to her, the only world she really knew was the world she could hear.\n\nThe house was empty, just him and her. On the door was a small note, it was written in an almost Scribble. It was difficult to read from a distance. Even up close it was a bit of a pain to read. It read \"Out running errands, food is downstairs. Please feed and give our guest one spoon full of medicine before noon. Will be back before dinner.\"\n\nJust outside the sound of birds could be heard chirping in the distance. A gentle breeze had blown in from mountains making it extra chilly today. Perhaps close to freezing cold, if it were not for fire one may run the risk of hypothermia. The window had no shutters or glass. However, a small unlit fireplace was in the opposite side of the room. It had no wood and appeared to untouched. Perhaps the old man never used it, its condition seemed to reflect that. It looks like it was in a miserable state. Other than that today might as well be Nicholas' one free day. A sort of day to maybe relax." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Nicholas' rest throughout the night was sub-par to say the very least. But he managed to fall asleep just from how much work he had done the day prior. When he woke up he would make a loud yawn and would rub his face with his hands and begin to stretch, waking himself up. He had a slight pain in his back from sleeping on the hardwood floor, and it was only because he was still wearing his light armor did he not get any splinters the floor would have given him. He would slowly stand up and look out the window, guessing it was later than it actually was. With how far north he was used to being, the days were often shorter than the nights. But here, further south, they tended to be much more equal in their standing. \"Good morning Ms,\" He said looking over at the woman. The sun shining on her, giving her a warmer glow than the moon did the night before. \"I hope whatever sounds I had made during the night did not bother you.\" Nicholas was a fairly quiet sleeper when it came to snoring, however, he was very active and tended to roll around a lot, so there was a chance he bumped into the chair a few times making some noises every now and again. \n\nAfter stretching he would start to clean up his items, putting his flute, notebook, and pencil back into his back. As he organized his bag he would dig through and pull out a photo of his mother, the one he was traveling with and using as a reminder of her. He would then softly say good morning once more, except this time in his native tongue as if he was addressing his mother. Once done he would put it back in the bag and stand up one more, leaving his bag on the floor and looking to the door, noticing the note. Reading what it stated, and it seemed the old man already knew he planned on helping out with the woman. Although that was probably fairly apparent with him spending the night in her room, sleeping on the hardwood floor. After reading the note he would look back at the woman. \"I will be back shortly, I just need to get some things from downstairs.\" He said to her and opened the door, making his exit from the room. He walked at a moderate speed, taking his time with things. Once downstairs he would spot the food and medicine. Taking his portion first and easting downstairs. It was just fine, much like the night before this one. Not terrible, but nothing out of this world. He much preferred his mother's cooking, but that possibly was just because it was his mother and held that extra value because of it. Once he was done he put his dishes into the wooden sink. He would then go over, grabbing the dishes that held the food and medicine for Miyako and begin making his way upstairs. \n\nOnce up stairs, he would kick open the door with his foot and take a seat on the chair, setting the plates down to the side on a nearby desk. \"I am back, sorry I took so long, anyway food and medicine is here. I think we should start with medicine, which should make the food taste better.\" He said, trying to make conversation with a person who could not really respond. He would take the spoon and begin feeding Miyako the medicine. Doing his best to not let any spill. He did not know what it actually tasted like, and he did not have much care to find out, but all he could do was hope it worked and helped her, even if just a little bit. Once done with the medicine he would set it aside and begin with breakfast. \"And here comes the good stuff I guess.\" He said, once one more , hoping she liked it. At the very least she was getting sustenance that was needed for survival." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas did sound a little bit crazy talking to himself. If there was anyone else here they might assume him to be crazy. Yet he was speaking to someone who couldn't speak back. She could hear him, she wanted human contact. She wanted to say I'm ok I'm here I'm alive. But Mikado couldn't, her body simply refused to move.\n\nShe couldn't taste yet, well she could just it was limited. Most of her senses were numb. With the only two that retained anything where touch and hearing... The medicine was bitter and had a weird texture... The food however was... Meh...\n\nMikado had eaten this for decades... She wanted to let her visitor know she was well there. That she was alive, everyone else prior had given up... Again while Nicholas was busy trying to get her to eat he felt a cold touch. Her hand lightly grasped his lower arm. Not the one feeding her but the one he used to support himself. She still felt dreadfully cold. For a little while she well didn't respond to addition stimulation. Her limp arm just rested there, maybe the gods had answered his prayers, and she was finally waking up.\n\nAlbeit slowly, last night he got an arm movement and a squeeze as a result of external stimulation. This time she grabbed him on her own accord. Her breathing seemed to slow down a little as if she regained a small bit of control over her body. Then one word was muttered. Nicholas couldn't make out what she said, but it was a word.\n\"H-he-l-LP\"\nA word crying for help, her voice was so weak and so quiet it could be mister for wind... She seemed so helpless and so lost... Her voice was barely audible. Again soon after she seemingly slipped back into a sleep. As the world of dreams once again took over... Maybe she was fighting her own demons..." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann continues to dangle the necklace in front of her. He would hike up the price quite a bit on her, seeing as she wasn't around here. He could've gone higher, but he didn't want to make it too unreasonable._\n\n\"This piece is 150 silver, if you want more expensive pieces you're going to have to show me your payment first...\"\n\n_He wasn't a dumb man, Almann wanted proof of payment before he revealed the most expensive pieces he had._\n\n\"However, you can take a look some of the pieces behind glass if you'd like. They're a bit more expensive than this.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sure... Though do you mind if I just hang onto it, and pay you after? I've had some bad experiences with money.\"\n\nDamn, he was making this hard. She opens a pouch, showing 15 gold pieces, then placing it back on her belt.\n\n\"Yes, I would like that. Mind if I try them on too? My friend's found herself a bit sensitive, especially to silver.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The old man smiled as he left, giving a small nod as Nicholas left the front door. As he exited a cold blast of autumn air hit him in the face. The temperature was dropping fast. There was noticeably less people out today as most were starting to huddle inside. On the stone and wood houses a a gentle plume of light grey smoke rose from basically every chimney. A thin layer of morning frost covered the ground and most plants. Nicholas could easily see his own breathe condensing into puffs of white clouds. There was a subtle and gentle southern breeze coming from the colder southern mountains. Even travelling so far the winds kept alarmingly cold. Perhaps the old man's warning should be taken a little more seriously...\n\nAs Nicholas approached the local market, there were noticeably fewer stands. Most of the luxury good stands were gone. Replaced by the now survivalist needs, food, purified water, luckily a cartographer was in town. Marked by a small building at the end of the street. Next to the store was a small clothiers stand, with a few racks of used and new winter clothing and blankets and mats. Unfortunately there seem to not be a horse trainer in the market.\n\nHowever on the outskirts of town there was a sizeable farm. While no crops grow due to low temperatures perhaps he could acquire a horse or other animal to make the climb easier. Though with the unreasonably low temperatures and thin air perhaps a regular old horse wouldn't be sufficient. Though that variable remained a mystery for now, especially since Nicholas has yet to see what the southern mountains had to offer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nicholas went out in search of the things he needed, when he went shopping he first made sure to get himself two pairs of winter clothing, one for himself and one for the girl to borrow while they were out and about in the cold. Although he figured he could get by, he would rather be safe than sorry in that regard. Either Way they would come in handy, and so he decided to go with it. Once he was done getting that, he headed out towards the outskirts of the town in the hopes of finding someone who would sell him a creature to help carry some of his stuff, but specifically Mikado. \n\nLuck was on his side though, as when he made it to the outskirts he managed to find a farmer who had horses, donkeys, and mules on hand for sale. While there he was advised to go with a mule, a hardy creature that took the best aspects of a horse, and the best aspects of a donkey, making it the perfect animal to take with and had the best chances of surviving the cold of the southern mountains. So after fiddling through his money, he parted ways with the silver and took the mule back with him to the cabin. By the time he had gotten back it was much later than he had expected, and had spent longer out than he probably should have. Sighing as he realized that it was much too late to leave tonight, and would be better to leave first thing tomorrow morning, mainly so that they could have as much sunlight as possible. \n\nWhile outside, he would look for some cover for his newly acquired mule and tied it to the house under some cover if he could find any, letting it graze on the outside to keep itself somewhat full. On his way out of town he could pick up anything he managed to forget or could not find. But that was tomorrow's problem for him, and so he went inside, his bag on his back and slightly lighter as the rope he had in it was removed. \"I'm back later than expected, and honestly did not get all that much. But we should be mostly good.\" He said as he entered the cabin." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "_As they pass through the streets there are faint sounds of whispers and chuckling from onlookers. It seems thieves here are more like street performers than actual threats. Almann finally gets to back to the shop, proceeds to pull out a chair for the kemonomimi, and calls for several things (and people) in Siuian._\n\n_In rapid succession the Diadem is fished out of her bag, a her arm and head are being tended to, and the entire shop seems to come to life with activity. Almann places the Diadem back on it's resting platform and proceeds to give orders to several people in the shop room, Aelia proceeded to wipe clean the wound on the kemonomimi's forehead and bandage it cleanly, all the while her arm was inspected by the other sister, Relia, for specific injuries such as a sprain or break. She's given a leaf bundle to chew on (which supposedly relieves pain) and is given a strong smelling tea. As they continue to tend to the arm of he kemonomimi, Almann decides to pull up a chair for himself and begins to speak._\n\n\"Before I begin to ask why you stole my from me I need to know your name. Who are you?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The Macon seemed to have the town basically work for him. It didn't seem out of fear or respect, as one would expect from a noble. It was a different kind, one of a peer, like a village. Not that she ever had any neighbors. She ignores the slight chuckles, to hurt to care at the moment.\n\nAuburn sits still as she lets the two girls take care of her. Her arm seems to have snapped in half, so that'll need to be fixed.\n\nAuburn chews on the leaves for a little bit, before deciding that they're too bitter, and spits them out. The tea is incredibly strong, and the rabbit coughs after a sip.\n\n\"Damn, too strong.\"\n\nOut of her bag, Auburn takes out what looks like a small apricot danish. The sweetness would balance out the presumably bitter tea.\n\n\"I'm Auburn. Auburn Arnie, sometimes called Apricot.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_One of the girls (it seems almost impossible to distinguish the two apart from what they're wearing), angrily catches the bundle of leaves and shoves it back into the mouth of Auburn, pointing at her and issuing rapid curses in the local Siuian tongue. There was a clear difference in personality between the two yes, but both when approached had the same imposing aura as their father. It showed when one of the children defied either of them and when this stranger seemingly refused their charity._\n\n_Almann had to keep himself from laughing. He'd never seen the quiet Aelia be so irritated before. Either way it seems like he'd have to translate between the two. The girl had said something along the lines of 'if you spit it out again ill shove them down your throat'. Perhaps he'd lighten the message a bit. It reminded Almann of an angry mother telling her child not to reject the medicine she gives them when they are sick._\n\n\"The leaves will help with your head. She would appreciate if you didn't spit them out. It will only take about 5 minutes anyways, you can get rid of them then. The tea will counteract the bad aftertaste as well. Whether that's because the tea itself is a bit...\"\n\n_Both of the sisters shoot daggers at Almann._\n\n\"...Strong or has some sort of special property which gets rid of the aftertaste is unbeknownst to me.\"\n\n_He lets out a sigh and begins._\n\n\"I've interacted with your kind before, not the thieving kind but the kemonomimi kind. Tell me, what are you doing out here in Siui and where did you learn to run so fast? I've never seen an oriate with such speed before.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"He-hey-\"\n\nAuburn didn't expect such a reaction from one of the girls when she spat out the leaves. How was she supposed to chew on these? She's not going to resist a second time. Those girls were scary.\n\n\"McKay.\"\n\nMan, if only she could eat her pastry now. So sweet and delicious compared to bitter leaves. Vegetables didn't sit very well with her anyway. As for tea... What was tea?\n\n\"Watts DEA? Well, I'm a reindeer. I dust yearned id over de years. Can I take does out now?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "_Almann snickers a bit. He couldn't take 5 minutes of this, he'd actually lose his mind. He simple tells the sisters he can hardly understand what she's saying and tells them she'll keep them out of her mouth for the remainder of the time they're here. They simply scrunch their noses and and issue a brief retort._\n\n_He proceeds to roll his eyes._\n\n\"Yes you can. I can hardly understand what you're saying if they're in. You're wanderer? I suppose even wanderers have homes. Where is yours?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The kemonomimi looks at the girl scolding her earlier, and slowly takes the leaves out of her mouth. She takes a quick drink of the tea and norms on the pastry.\n\n\"I... Don't have one. I just find a nearby inn, and if I don't have money, just jump into an open window. My 'home' is gone. It's in TikTok somewhere.\"\n\nAnother bite is taken from the pastry, and it's finished. Auburn takes out yet another baked good, this time, a cookie, and begins to eat that too." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah i did!\" He yelled before getting closer \"We just need to follow the rocks\" He pointed to the direction he came from that had one small rock turned upwards in a small hole, he then playfully punched Terrel before running yelling \"Last one there is a rotten tomato!\" He laughs running as he followed the road of makeshift obelisk's." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "For a moment Terrell wouldn't react as Nylon would suddenly dart off towards the Camp. The Elf didn't feel like giving chase especially after all the walking, though he would teasingly tug the Wood Elf backwards by his hood before Nylon could run back onwards out of reach. Terrell would move at his normal pace, following the rocks as he'd watch Nylon run on ahead with a surprising bout of energy despite the day. Maybe he would make a good traveler yet." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Xylon ran until he's at the campsite to be winning the race he started, he could take this opportunity to boast and stroke his ego abitp but he got tired after all the running despite the seemingly never ending energy he has surging through every part of his body, he eventually just laid on the ground staring at the sky waiting for his legs to start working again so he'll get to do something other than laying down and stargaze." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would slowly make his way into the camp, looking down at the Wood Elf with amusement.\"Tired already?\"He'd ask him before kneeling down to start picking at the area for enough supply to create a fire. It wasn't hard to start one with the grass and flint, though keeping it going required a lot more materials.\"Don't tell me you're about to go to sleep on me already. Going to have to be able to keep watch at some point tonight.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'm just resting my leg abit, if i kept moving around my leg would've gave out and I'll be collapsing\" He said going into a sitting position watching Terrel make a fire, his legs were finally working and not currently in pain from him running around like a child so he went and stood up stretching. \"You can probably go sleep first if you want, if i end up getting sleepy I'll just wake you up before sleeping.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nice try.\"He'd say.\"I'm taking first watch. You should go ahead and get your sleep in now before you end up crashing in the night.\"Terrell would add a bit more fuel to the weak fire, barely making it kindle anymore with the help he provided.\"Besides, I'll be working to get this fire going for a while. Not much out here to keep it going, so we may just end up without any light out here.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, I'll just uh sleep here\" He said awkwardly before laying back down and closing his eyes slowly drifting into a almost dreamless sleep on the ground.\n\nHe didn't know how much time had passed while in his sleep before he woke up with a jolt with nothing of recollection of why he woke up from fear he didn't remember being scared about, he calmed himself down while looking around for anything out of the ordinary." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would glance over at Nylon as he'd doze off, resuming working on the fire before finally sitting back in deciding it'll have to be good enough. Night would fall in the time he was keeping watch with only the glow of the fire to illuminate the area. For the time being the Elf had been left to his own thoughts as he was idly peeling at a potato with his dagger only to be disturbed by Nylon suddenly waking up in the middle of the night.\"Nightmare?\"He'd ask back to him without turning to face the Wood Elf. Terrell doubted it was anything worth getting up for in him not seeing any threats out here, but with how low the fire was getting again, it only got harder to see their surroundings." }, { "from": "human", "value": "His head snapped at Terrel's voice before sighing in relief when he realized who was talking to him then replying \"Uhm i think? I don't exactly remember i just woke up scared of... Something\" He said before looking at the fire trying to remember what he was dreaming about but nothing came up, eventually he heard his stomach growling \"Hey uh do you have any food to eat? I'm kinda hungry Pigman\" He asked looking at the potato he's peeling with a dagger." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you want to eat a raw potato then sure.\"He'd say in response before softening his tone a little.\"But if not you can stay up a little bit longer until I finish cooking this one.\"He'd begin cutting it into smaller pieces, soon placing them near the dying fire.\"First time outside the forest for a while?\" Terrel would ask him, figuring he was similar to one companion he had who struggled to adjust to the change.*" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I think i can wait a little longer, and yeah... It's nice being outside of that forest still weird but i think it'll work just fine.\" He said laying down again admiring the stars.\n\nThey twinkled and shimmer throughout the night sky, he hasn't seen stars in a while after the deal he struck a month ago though he used to climb to the roof of his house to stargaze for hours only to then sleep on the roof half of the time, when he was in the forest he couldn't do much stargazing since he got preoccupied with some creatures waiting to eat him alive during the night so now that he got to see them again made him feel great since he missed the pretty sight of the sky when it became dark out, he smiled as his eyes darted everywhere to admire the stars sprinkled in the sky and maybe the moon too why not." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'm sure you'll get used to it.\"He'd say, watching the potatoes cook.\"Or not, I won't make a promise on it. Some never do and end up returning home.\"The Elf wasn't much of a stargazer, instead keeping his head down to focus on his task. In time, as the potatoes began to finish, he'd pry them away from the fire and place them in his hands once they cooled enough. He'd turn around, holding out a handful of the diced up potatoes to the Wood Elf.\"Here. If you're wanting something with meat in it, we'll just have to stop by the Taverns in the city. I'm not really a meat eater, so you'll just have to get used to this for when we're traveling between capitols.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He was only half listening to Terrel when he spoke but he did perked up at the mention of food and took the ones he was offered before sitting up.\n\n \"I'm not picky so I'll eat anything to be honest you won't have to worry about me eating something specific\" He said before munching on it happily." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That makes a few of you.\"He'd say, moving his hand away as Nylon took the food he offered. The Elf would take the rest for himself, eating at the small diced potatoes.\"We'll have to stop to resupply anyway. Haven't been able to carry as much on me without Carl, so we'll have to ration it out a bit.\"The Elf would glance over to him.\"You should get some sleep though, still going to have to stay up to keep watch next, and we'll still have a lot more traveling later.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hm, maybe.\"\n\nAuburn moves her cookie into her mouth, gently biting down on it before catching the coin and placing it in her pouch. She watched as the dagger is engraved with an AA.\n\n\"Yeah, it's why I carry several-Wow, that's pretty... Wait, I just realized I never got your name.\"\n\nThe bronze engravings were beautiful, the color standing out against the gray steel. Not only that, but they seemed magical in nature, particularly with the man's glowing hands. She didn't know his name though...\n\n\"My goal never ends. Never. It's just to give people what they really need. Food, money, whatever I can provide. Just hopping around where I go, giving.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_By this point the girls had finished working on Auburn's arm. The arm should be covered in numbing salve, put back into place, and bound comfortably to allow for a clean heal. To top this all off, Alan got an idea after what Auburn had told him._\n\n_Alan issues quick commands in Simian to Relic, repeatedly pointing to Auburn and back to where the kitchen is. The girl darts into the kitchen to go fetch whatever Alan told her to get. Even though she stole from him, Alan thought, Auburn would do her penance to the town for creating crime where it wasn't needed._\n\n\"Ah yes, my name...\"\n\n_Alan spreads his arms out and gives a courteous nod._\n\n\"... Almann Jet, at your service. So you do charity work eh? Steal from those who have something and give to those who have nothing? Might want to head north then, the clashes up there between beast skins and elves never seem to end and the amount of newly poor and destitute doesn't let up. But for now, you will make amends with the town, and I have the means for you to do it.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Almann. Haven't heard that one before. Reminds me of this.\"\n\nAuburn pulls out another cookie, this time with an almond imprinted in it, handing it to the macen. She nods her head to the the girls working on her arm, feeling the aching feeling begin to go away.\n\n\"Thanks for the help. I'll do what I can. That's essentially what I do, after what happened back home. Though up there... Beastkin are scary. I've heard things about the elves and their haughtiness, but I haven't seen it for myself. What is she getting?\"\n\nThe rabbit pulls out yet another pastry, this time a chocolate eclair. She bites down on it, but something can be heard inside.\n\n\"Ow!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_He accepts the... Almond cookie. It made him chuckle a bit because he never bothered to draw the connection between his name and the humble snack. He decides to take a decently sized bite out of the cookie._\n\n\"This is very good.\"\n\n_While Alan is enjoying the cookie Relic comes out of the kitchen with two separate sacks. She sets them on the floor, courtesies and goes back to the room where the others are._\n\n_Alan opens the sacks and reveals their contents._\n\n_Most of them are full of assorted foodstuffs. Old loaves of bread, dates, dried plums, cheap cheeses, a few pieces of dried meat here and there, and few water skins presumably full of either wine, beer, fresh water, or watered down versions of the first two. Within the sacks there seems to be small pouches of rice and pickled olives as well._\n\n\"These will go to the children in the streets that were playing earlier. A lot of them don't have parents or have single mothers due to their mothers abandoning them as dead weight to live somewhere else or fathers dying in their mercenary work. It's not uncommon in a fishing town such as this for people to go out and work for long periods of time and not come back for a while, or ever. You will help me with this.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The rabbit pulls out what looks like a metal spike out of her mouth. It's a bo shuriken, not something to be messed with. Only question is, what was it doing in a pastry?\n\n\"Drat. Did it again.\"\n\nThe metal spike is tossed into the bag, and Auburn suddenly pays attention to the large amount of food. What was this for?\n\n\"Oh... I didn't know. Why do they look so happy?\"\n\nParents leaving their child. Mercenaries. Just like her, she was sure. Even if she wasn't forced, she would have helped them given this information.\n\n\"I'll do what I can!\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "_Alan shrugs._\n\n\"When children play, they don't think about what they have to eat that night. It's how they are. They also receive some food from the people here as well, and are checked up on occasion by the local physicians. Either way they appreciate the food.\"\n\n_He finishes the cookie and proceeds to place one of the sacks in front of Auburn._\n\n\"We should get going before the sun goes down.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Do i have to??\" He whined finishing his food and looked above again trying to catch a glimpse of a constellation or two \"I wanna stargaze more, ya think there's gonna be a shooting star tonight?\" He asks Terrel his mind wandering elsewhere, memories of distant laughter in the night when the star shown the brightest, but he couldn't piece together that memory much he tends to forget some pieces of his life after the parent killing." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes...\"The Elf would answer back, his voice ever so heightening to be slightly more high-pitched than its normal gruffness which to say didn't do much for how low it was.\"The stars are out every other night. You can see them again when it's your turn to keep watch. As long as you don't let it distract you from actually keeping watch. Don't want to wake up to a sword in my neck because you were too busy watching stars than what's around you.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll keep you from getting stabbed in your sleep, i swear on my own unmade grave\" He said sarcasm dripping slightly though he does at least have to help Terrel abit.\n\nThey were travel buddies after all and he's staying true to that promise till the end of their deal, besides there's a plus to this which is that he could buy stuff with his money at least if Terrel has large sums of the money on hand to buy some of the things Xylon asked for on their grand adventure so he'll keep it cheap just in case the larger elf is a little broke, and with enough reasoning maybe a little deception here and there and puppy eyes he'll probably be able to get the things he wanted (though he doubt he can fool Terrel twice with the deception tactic and the puppy dog eye trick made him a lil doubtful on it's effect on Terrel if it was a success or losing defeat) but that last part would just be a last resort if his other methods flopped on it's head, And so in the way this system worked he can essentially buy things but he himself won't have to trade away his valued stash of shiny accessories, the perfect crime. \n\nWalking away from his schemes that's brewing in his mind he noticed the change in pitch when the larger elf said \"Yes\" Which made him snort in surprise \"Oh also did your voice got higher? You sound weird Pigman\" He giggled." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"My bets on your grave being made first.\"He'd respond back in the Raccoon making a promise on it.\"I doubt you'd put a fight any more than a normal raccoon would.\"The travels in between cities would be the hardest in having to trust some kid with keeping watch with Nylon already being mildly distracted from it. But if Terrell could live long enough to get through Simian, it wouldn't matter in the end. Hopefully taking this kid along to the uncharted deserts won't end terribly. Greed could consume just about anyone. Some more than others, and the last thing they needed were people thinking irrationally in a life-threatening scenario. The Elf suppose he couldn't talk though. Being materialistic had its own faults at times.\n\nHe'd turn his head at whether or not his voice got higher.\"Take it as a once in a lifetime thing.\"He'd say.\"Because that tone is incredibly hard to pull off.\"Well that alongside having to yell at a loud enough tempo that ended up shattering his vocal cords.\"Now go to sleep. You're wasting my sleeping hours.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll probably end up in a tomb, could you at least bury me respectfully instead of i don't know leaving me there to rot in the sun?\" He asks, he's definitely not optimistic of his chances in survival despite him telling himself he could survive in an unknown area with no knowledge or understanding, but hey he signed the contract despite his own brain telling him no and a deals a deal he can't just break that deal and leave Terrel to die like some dirty rat in a sewer! His mother taught him better despite the life he's living now... She's definitely not gonna be happy with him, he's gonna prove Terrel wrong about it if he did manage to survive keyword being if he survive this unknown adventure he's going on with only the clothes on his back a sack of his belongings and random stuff and lastly a small hope that he'll get to reach his goals and avenge his parents untimely demise, revenge will be the sweetest dessert he'll get to taste when he does reach his goal.\n\nHe yawns as his eyes grew more heavy from fatigue his body slowly pushing the lever of sleepiness and exhaustion. \"I'll just go back to sleep now, though that once in a life time tone was pretty funny though!\" He giggled lightly before slowly drifting back to dreamland snoring peacefully under the stars." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If I manage to find your body after having to fight off who knows what, I'll think about it.\"He'd say, not wanting to give Nylon anymore hope that he'd know what to do with a corpse once the heat of the moment ended. Maybe he could just bring them back to OMB, though that was a lot of walking, making just digging hole out here seem more reasonable. Not to mention how hard digging was even with a shovel, but maybe he could figure out something. He could have that much respect at least. As Terrell heard Nylon's last comment before soon drifting off to sleep, he'd let out a quiet chuckle.\"More stargazing for me.\"He'd tease before laying back on the ground. The fire was bound to die off soon enough, but Terrell typically had a sixth sense when something was out to get them. Nothing seemed to trigger it right now which was enough to leave him with nothing better to do but to stargaze for the time being. He never did this back at home and even now he couldn't see what was so great about it, but it gave him something to focus on while he waited for time to pass. He'd eventually get his sleep as well, but for the time being he could relax a bit under the starry night sky." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Sunlight would bear down upon the Elf's back as he walked. It had been some time since they had originally left the forest and now it finally seemed like their progression was starting to be shown with the distance they've created. Part of the Elf was glad that Suiu was the only major kingdom they'd have to pass through, but with the desert being the other option, he was starting to wish it wasn't. At least there were some places to stop by throughout their trip there, but beyond was starting to raise question of how they'd best keep themselves supplied. The thoughts at least distracted him for the time being with the endless field of grass gradually shortening as it met harder ground. It had been a long trip after all." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His shoes clicked around the now hardened ground as he skipped alongside Terrell, he was excited to be somewhere that's not accompanied by large fields of grass now and his eyes are set on a book and markers to write down his findings, his body should be aching by now, but that was overridden by his excitement, but he does remember they're here for supplies so he'll make the best of this experience... Which is probably taking one or two jewels and shiny objects, or he could stay by his words and not cause chaos! The idea is still tempting though, but he opted to just focus on walking to their destination and think of how he'll write down the landmarks and locations he'll have to remember rather than plan his schemes into fruition and ransack a village or two, after all Terrell probably wouldn't like to be on the same wanted poster as him with a large bounty on their heads anyway, though thinking about it more Terrell probably already has a wanted poster of his own somewhere." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Listen.\"He'd say after a while of silence. In the distance, the different buildings of the kingdom began to appear in view, leaving the gates to obscure the vision of it the most.\"Try not to draw attention to yourself while we're here. I'd prefer being able to at least be able to stay one night before being chased out by the locals here. If you get the urge to do something questionably legal, don't get caught and most importantly don't lead those that catch you back to me. It won't end well for either side I can guarantee that.\"He'd glance down at the wood elf as he skipped about the area, finding a surprising amount of energy left in him despite the long walk away from the forest. It was a little admirable he supposed. He just hoped that it wouldn't turn too many faces while he was trying to get stuff done.\"We'll stop by the market place to resupply, then find a tavern for the night.\"He'd conclude." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yup, no causing chaos but if I have to don't get caught, don't lead them to you, etcetera!\" He exclaimed skipping through the path \"I won't do anything that'll make you a target for a kingdom wide manhunt or something, at least in your case I guess we could call it a hog hunt with the way you look anyway\" He chuckled as the distant structures drew closer by each stride, it was really colorful, but any kingdom can be described as colorful by anyone this one just caught him off guard since he hasn't seen many colors aside from green flora of the forest." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Nice to know we're on the same page.\"He'd give a nod, soon walking up to the gate.\"Let's see what the Kingdom of Suiu has to offer.\"Terrel would say more aloud as they'd pass by the guards, taking to the streets. With it being close to midday, most of it was filled with people walking to and fro. The Elf never had much trouble getting by in crowds, though he's learned that the same couldn't be said for some others.\"Try not to get lost out in the streets, otherwise I'd have to buy a bell for you to find you again.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"What am I an animal?\" He asked at the mention of the bell, he eyed the buildings and people around him as he skipped along the way as he smiled \"So where's the market for books?\" He asks as he got out a small pouch that jingled checking inside if they were all still in there, and they were so he strapped it back to his belt for safe keeping." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He'd look the raccoon elf up and down before saying:\"I doubt I could answer that in the way you want me to.\"Terrel would continue down the road, moving just at the edge of it so as not to have to push past people.\"You mean a library?\"Terrel would ask Xylon at the mention of a marketplace for books. Most typically found books there more so to borrow than keep, but enough money could get one anything usually." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"No like where do you buy an empty book? Besides, I don't think I'll have much fun in a library unless it's burning one down, I'm still not allowed inside one back in OMB\" He said, he had sorta fond memories of almost burning the whole place before the owner barged in and had enough of his shenanigans so he was permanently banned from that establishment, he eyed the shops passing by as they walked but found nothing worth buying and or stealing." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll have to see if they have any, most stalls carry food, but maybe we'll be able to find some empty books for writing down things down in one of the stores. There are typically ones for traveling supplies at least.\"He'd say, coming to stand at the edge of the marketplace. Terrel would stop walking for a moment as he'd look down towards Xylon at the mention of a burning library.\"Did you actually burn down a library?\"He'd question with a raised eyebrow." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yep almost, it didn't burn down completely but I tried.\" He sighs disappointed, he looked around the edges of the market as merchants and vendors selling their wears along the streets." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"And you did it for fun? Or do you just hate reading that much?\"He'd question with a chuckle. Terrel would continue walking further into the marketplace, soon coming to a stop by a food vendor, mainly for purchasing a quick snack for the time being. All the traveling built an appetite, but something small would help hold them over until they found a tavern. He'd buy a couple loaves of bread, holding one out to Xylon for him to keep for himself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"The reason why I did it shall remain a mystery\" He said as he took the bread he was offered, he's pretty sure they won't get far on the journey without a few shenanigans being pulled here and there but hey whatever to keep the journey entertaining." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You don't know why you did it, do you?\"The Elf would eventually say in a sarcastic tone before moving off from the vendor to continue further along the road. From there it was much easier to pass by the smaller market sellers to head towards the more developed shops. At the least the ones that allowed them to relax inside for a while and escape the blunt of the heat from the sun." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Oh you wound me with your accusations how will I ever recover?\" He replies with his own bouts of sarcasm, he then stopped in his tracks eyes focusing on something on a merchant display, it was a white jewel shaped like a rose, and it was shining so bright against the shine of the sun and the experience was mesmerizing just watching it glow and shine, and he felt compelled to just add it to his pile of shines in his sack by either stealing or paying." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The Elf would shift his focus away from Xylon for a short while, one shop seeming to take his interest in the tools it seemed to have on display. Perhaps this'll do. He'd head over to it, coming up to the door before he'd eventually turn around to see Xylon starting at a jewel.\"You coming?\"He'd say to him, partially to keep him focused on their current task first, the other being a more genuine question." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He snapped out of the trance he was under and shook his head slightly, nope he's not going to add another jewel today after all he's here for a book. \"Uh yeah I'm coming, that jewel is pretty though\" He muttered the last part as he began to follow Terrell again, he'll just find another way to get white roses since they're going to be traveling around he's probably going to come across a shop selling them anyway." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He nodded and stepped inside the shop and went hunting for leather bound books and pencils, Whilst on his hunt he thought back on the rose like crystal that caught his eye.\n\nHe doesn't know why he's drawn to the thing, it's probably just his personal greed wanting to add it inside his personal collection but it also was something he remembered back in his childhood. He remembered a garden of white roses on a summer day as someone lightly hummed a tune.\n\nHe shook his head and went back to hunting down books, after a while he fortunately found some well plenty more so, but unfortunately... It was on a very high shelf and there's no ladders around to climb up... Drats." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "While Nylon was busy looking for the books, Terrell would take his time searching through the various weaponry they had. It wasn't as diverse as having swords and bows, but much smaller sharper tools. He wasn't looking for weapons particularly, but instead something to sharpen them.\n\nEventually he'd catch sight of a whetstone, something he had been searching for, for quite a while at this point at the advice of providing self-care to his sword from a Dwarves friend. He'd grab the stone, continuing on along the wall until he could find some small snacks for the road.\n\nThey didn't need much for now, after all, they could just eat at the tavern for the night before fully supplying back up and heading out of town again.\"Find what you're looking for?\"Terrell would ask back to Nylon after some time of not hearing back from him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He's currently giving the shelf a death stare, how dare this stupid hunk of wood be placed outside his reach?! When he heard Terrel ask him he immediately pointed towards the shelf with holding his soon to be stuff \"It's up there, i can't reach it and there's no fucking ladders\" He grumbled, why must he be cursed with a short frame- what god subjected him to such event- he hears soft cackling somewhere in his head but he ignored it favoring to curse out the hell out of that shelf." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would glance over towards where Nylon was, eventually walking over to him and glancing at where he was pointing at. Perhaps it was the difference in height that made Terrell not see what the problem was with grabbing the book. Reaching an arm up, the Elf would pull the book down and hold it out to Nylon.\"Only libraries have ladders for books. That or well supplied travelers that just keep them on the go. Strange if there are people that actually do though.\"He'd say." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He grabbed the book and made a triumphant sound before asking again \"What about the pencils? I need something to write on\" He blinks at him non verbally saying 'Get it for me again', his dignity might be shattering but hey at least he's gonna get something right?." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You mean 'write with'.\"He'd correct, reaching up to grab the small utensils and holding it down to him.\"Maybe we should consider giving you a traveling ladder now that I think about it.\"The Elf would let out a chuckle as he'd wait for Nylon to grab the pencil before he would begin making his way over to the cashier with the items he got." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nabs the pencils \"That'll be useful yeah, maybe then i won't have to constantly be cursed with this height\" He muttered the last part as they made their way to the cashier he whistled whilst looking around waiting for the cashier to calculate the price they have to pay." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or you can learn to work around it.\"He'd suggest, walking up to the front desk and placing down the food and stone.\"Makes you a lot lighter and more agile.\"The Elf would take some silver out from the folds of his cloak, placing it down next to the supplies.\"Climbing is always an option, but don't take that advice from me, might end up falling out a tree again.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"There wasn't any way i could climb up that shelf Pigman, and yeah I'd probably fall and make a big mess that we'd have to clean up afterwards\" He said placing his own supply down still looking around for something, anything, to focus on instead of waiting." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Only through moral obligation.\"He'd say back in a lower tone before taking the items off the desk after exchanging his money for it. Terrell would turn around to begin heading to the exit, holding out the two items Nylon had gotten in figuring he'd simply follow.\"The most skilled Rogue Finds a way to not let any terrain stop them from getting to something.\"He'd emphasize the word rogue, deciding it better than outright saying thief." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Her hands would clamp around her ears, but the shrill sound would still pierce her eardrums. She'd seen these sorts of whistles used in battlegrounds by the less scrupulous captains, and knew it was considered no better encouragement than a whip hand.\n\"Ack!- A fair warning: Don't use that near Keguntan or Runra. You'll get arrested for mass battery...\"\nShe grumbled, her steed following behind Carl as the wolves tumbled away, regaining the confidence in his stride once the danger seemed to pass. She shook off the distress quickly, eyes darting between the shifting mass of fur and picking out the different wolves, attempting to recall each of their names.\n\"Yami... Zenith... Oak and Dart...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll try to remember that.\"He called back to her from where he was, riding alongside the leader of the group. Occasionally the wolves changed course, forcing Terrell to bring Carl into a tight turn to keep up with them. He had a vague memory of the house's location, though the terrain was near impossible for him to remember with it being this dark. While Kerala was trying to recall the names, some of the wolves turned their heads back towards her. The ones responding to Yam and Zenith appeared much larger than the other two. Although both their furs were pretty dark, one seemed to have a more brown coat while Oak and Dart's furs were similar though their size seemed to give away their differences. Terrell kept most of his focus on Chief, urging him onwards while the rest of the pack followed behind.\"I think we're getting close.\"He said, noticing the wolves slowing down a bit to sniff around the area before continuing at a much slower pace." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"You tell me, Alpha!\"\nShe called back, flashing a grin his way as she watched him converse with the largest of the pack. The Chief didn't look that much older than the rest, but there was an air of authority about him - surprising to sense from a beast, but it was there." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell glanced back to her, a light smirk forming on what could be seen on his face. He turned back just as Chief managed to round a bend out into an open field. A lone structure sat in the distance surrounded by a line of fencing. Home.\"Like we practiced.\"Terrell murmured down to his steed as they neared the fence. Carl looked on ahead, easily bounding over the wooden barrier while the wolves made their way through beside him. Some ran under, a few through the gap in the middle, while the much bolder ones mimicked the horse in leaping over the top.\"Watch the jump!\"Terrell said in warning to Kerala as he brought his horse to a slow stop to turn him around to face her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her horse seemed offended as it approached, huffing hard as it bounded up and over the fence with similar dexterity, Ikehara barely noticing the change in elevation. Her attention was occupied by the humble abode, examining the wear and tear that would surely have built up from leaving a house unattended in the taiga.\n\"You lived here with the wolves? Or have they got a den not too far?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Live here.\"He answered simply, giving Carl a lighter tap to get him moving towards the house.\"I guess you can consider it a vacation home of sorts for whenever I'm in the area. The wolves stay inside whenever I visit, but I leave them to roam around outdoors whenever I'm gone.\"As Carl slowed to a stop near the door, Terrell dismounted off of him and gave him a light pat.\"Simultaneously convenient and inconvenient at the same time.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Cassandra narrowed her eyes at the woman's response. Already, one of the crewmembers had their crossbow locked on the newcomer, but Cassandra held a hand up in indication to hold fire. Either this woman was naive or just playing dumb. One seemed more evident than the other as she had gotten a brief look into her bag which managed to wave off the initial passive aggression the Treton was giving her.\"Consider us a group of merchants and mercenaries.\"She said to the woman in a more casual tone.\"The whole 'pirate' title has a lot of negative connotations to it, don't you think?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Levi, of course as oblivious as can be tilted her head to the side, one of her tentacles lightly slithering at the mention of pirates again, the Breton as silly as can be looked at the crewmate holding the crossbow and only let out a gentle chuckle, waving her hand in a friendly manner despite the obvious danger she could be in before she turned to the woman's attention again, nodding her head quickly. \n\n\"Oh then I'm sorry if it bothered you— ACK, I'm so stupid, I'm Levi! Levi Marines, you can call me LEV, Levi, or my entire name which is Leviathan, but that name catches bad attention, so the previous ones are okay!\" She said going on a small ramble of her own before she offered her hand to the woman with a gentle eye-closed smile as her free hand lifted to fix her glasses." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "She caught up to him relatively quickly, her jog slowing into a walk as she matched his pace. She crossed her arms behind her back, no purple umbrella in sight. She was exhausted the night previous given her episode, she didn't have the chance to look up at the night sky until now. Truth be told, she felt almost like a prisoner with the Pig and Wolf sometimes. If she had just left her room without saying something, they'd probably hunt her down. At least that's what The Wolf said before. \n\n\"You're probably right, but I've always been nocturnal. I counted 5 moons, including this one since I've met you in the forest. Not nearly enough time for me to switch over.\" \n\nTilting her head back as walked with Terrel, her sights set on observing the crescent moon high above their heads. Sometimes, if the moonlight hit her eyes just right, the normal brown hue came off as bright red, another tell of her vampirism though less likely to be spotted. She wanted to promise that she wouldn't start any problems while she snuck out with him but she slowly began to realize she just couldn't hang onto that idea. \n\"I was going to ask what you were doing but..\" She turned her focus from the moon down to the wolves in front of her, a smile forming on her lips. \n\"Even I can tell they're hyper without needing to ask.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would turn around to continue walking as she came to move in pace with him. His gaze was mostly fixated on the wolves running off ahead of them. Occasionally, one would take a moment to sniff around a building or roll around in the dirt, only to rejoin the group and continue exploring as more of a pack.\n\n\"Even wolves need to be taken out to handle their business.\"He would say in response to Manon's notice of what he came outside for. Even with it dark out, Floor was easy to spot among the two other wolves, his pure white fur gently brushing against Blur's more silvery Grey one as she kept closer to him for company. Angel walked on close by, the Wolf's bulkiness becoming more apparent the more he grew. He was hardly much smaller than Floor now and, at this rate, it seemed like he'd questionably be able to outgrow him.\n\nTerrell himself wasn't completely sure why Manon found need to follow him out here unless it was for something. After the events yesterday in having to deal with both a lost vampire and run away horse, it had been advised to just say nothing to them. At this point, that seemed like it was going to be the whole journey, though just as he had forced Manon into speaking, she now forced him.\"I don't believe staying up all day and night helps with that.\"He'd eventually say in turn about her not being able to shift away from staying up late. The Elf doubted she wanted his two cents, but in his eyes, it seemed like an obvious solution, one he couldn't bother to solve with all Manon's other issues piled on top of it. She was already counting 'Moons' which was either what someone did when they're awaiting an event coming up or when they were trapped with nothing better to do." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There wasn't much she could say about his advice. He was correct that staying up all night wasn't the answer but it wasn't like she was doing a great job forcing herself to sleep. It was nice walking around at night though, she couldn't see the city very well when she tagged along with Okami. The sunlight always felt unusually bright when it came to her, windows of shops usually reflected the light back into her face during her morning walk with The Wolf. Now things were fully visible for her, She never really found herself to be a city girl but Esvoduko was beautiful to behold. She would even contemplate living here if it weren't for her vampirism. \n\n\"Have you ever thought of settling down somewhere? Maybe in a city much like this one?\"\n\n She found herself asking The Pig, her mind still fixed on what the city life would be like for someone like her. Maybe she'd even be the doctor she dreamed of since she was little. Fixing up wounds from the hunters much like the wounds Okami had before they took off for travel. Giving the children Echinacea root during the winters to help with their colds. The elderly.. There was never an easy way to go about the elders. When it was time, it was time. At least that what she picked up on when she visited other doctors when delivering herbs to them.\n\n\"I think about it all the time.\" She said softly, not really giving him a chance to answer. \"The what if's, I suppose.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would walk in silence as she asked him the question, pondering over it a bit as they'd make their way out to the edge of town where the more mountainous terrain seemed less distant. Was he thinking about settling down? Well maybe for a little while, but he had a lot more training and adventuring to do before that point. At the very least Elves lived long lives, so he had plenty of time before he fully committed to putting away his sword for a while. After all, it had only been a few years since setting out. Surely he wasn't much closer to stopping than he was before. If he did settle down, however-?\n\nIt would be a lie to say he hadn't thought of it at least once, maybe just getting a house at some point so he had a place for his wolves to roam. In the city though, the Elf couldn't imagine that. He preferred seclusion at times in the company of his wolves when people became too much to bear. Before he could respond, Manon would soon answer her own question, leaving him to continue on in silence for a while.\n\nHe didn't have much to say about the Vampires thinking about settling down. Frankly, if she had wanted to leave and go back now, he wouldn't have will to stop her. The Elf was too used to people coming and going after all. That was the way with traveling, especially with those who tend to not get along. At first, he didn't say anything, just letting Manon talk to herself in her own thoughts of what could be. As the wolves would trail away once more, he'd eventually say:\"I've never been much of a city Elf...\"His words would come low and relatively strange off the tongue in him referring to himself as an Elf rather than a Pig.\"The extra crowds is not always what it's cracked up to be.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Manon tapped a finger against her lips as she though. Was she even afraid of people naturally or because of what they do to vampires? It probably started off because of her bloodcurse but now.. Isolation has grown to be apart of her now, even if she became cured. The city always had more people living inside them, more people who could benefit from her healing and knowledge of medicinal plants. A memory came back to Manon, when she was younger she wanted to be the one to cure all the plagues in her home city, Ulnoor. She had forgotten about that dream of hers, she used to run home after school and brag every time she scored top of her class in faith magic. \"I'm going to save everyone!\" Manon often told her parents.\n\nHer smile slowly subsided, curling into a frown as it seemed like an impossible feat for her now. Nearly 10 years later, 6 of those being a vampire, and she spent her time digging in the dirt for pocket change. Granted she hardly accepted the coin as the gratitude was enough on it's own. Tilting her head to the side as she glanced at Terrel, absorbing the sight of his mask all the way down to his weapon of choice. Sheesh, what a crew they were. \n\n\"Maybe when we're both old... Or when you're old-\" Forgetting that Vampires never look their true age, cursed with immortality or something close to it. \"We could visit each other, share adventures stories. I think I'd like that a lot.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would glance over at Manon, unsure of what he found more confusing, the fact that she'd actually want to visit after everything that's happened or the fact that she'd think he'd get old. The latter he found more amusing of course as at some point, he was sure he'd forget just how old he was. Well if didn't get killed in that time, but he had already made a promise to someone that that would never happen. Cockiness? Maybe. The Elf had that much confidence in himself at least.\n\nHe'd open his mouth to say something, soon closing it once more as he fell into silence. That would never happen. Besides, the moment she paid back her debt, she'd be gone again anyway and, with it, the chances of them seeing each other again seemed slim. The Pig Elf was always roaming and if he did settle down, he doubted getting many visitors in a secluded place.\n\n\"I don't think two cranky old Elves meeting would be the best idea.\"He'd joke at the thought, knowing full well how they 'got along' already. In saying it, however, there was some realization in his own youth.\"I'm sure Okapi would like it though.\"He'd say in a lower tone, deciding not to completely scratch away at the High Elf's dreams. If she really wanted to visit somebody, she'd find a way to, just as Terrell would to the allies he had met." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Maybe you'll get less cranky as you grow old, maybe I'll find a way to not be hungry all the time. This is the longest I've gone without feeding though, it hurts knowing blood from a person is much better.\"\n\n She neglected to talk about how they tasted much better as well. Feeding from animals always scratched the surface of her urge. When she consumed Okami's blood, it removed her urge entirely. She was happy that he had survived, not entirely sure how though. The who situation was a blank spot in her mind. Idly Manon extended her hand by her side, her palm facing the ground. The grass stood up on end as she walked past just for the blades of greenery to fall limp once she passed. Almost like a wave of water but with thin pieces of grass. Nature always had certain feel to it for Manon, this felt very similar to brushing the fur of an animal. The feeling of soft tingles brushing through her finger tips. Nature magic always felt soothing to wield. \n\n\"I don't know if I would visit Okami. He's been very nice to me but...\" Her voice lowered into a whisper, almost as if Okami was there in spirit. \"He seems a little too optimistic using blood in his meals for me. I've never heard of a salad with blood..\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would continue walking on as the dry dirt would transform completely into pure rock, retracing his steps towards the forest they were in earlier to allow the wolves to roam somewhere more natural to them.\"Maybe you will too.\"He'd jab back more humorously soon falling silent once more to allow Manon to say what she needed to. Soon enough it drifted to her speaking of her problem with blood, which oddly enough he had almost forgotten about with a whole day of it not being brought up.\n\nOnly when she mentioned Okapi talking about preparing meals with blood in them, would find himself having to hold back laughter at the ridiculousness of it. It seemed the Kemonomimi had reduced down to putting blood in his foods to get either one of them to eat his meals. Terrell wasn't sure whether to find it funny or just sad thinking about it.\"That was his solution to it?\"He'd question almost hysterically. Terrell did suppose he'd suggested for them to figure out a way to fix the issue rather than using Subaru as a walking food source. This was not what he had in mind, and now, he suddenly wasn't sure what either of them were thinking at this point." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well he certainly proposed ideas about it like; Maybe we should make you a salad with blood dressing. Maybe we should try cooking the blood. I've only had blood a handful of ways. I've tried feeding off animals that were hunted by other predators. It made me sick to my stomach, I hardly made it two steps. It tasted horrible as it was like stale and cold. Trust me, I've tried escaping the cycle. It has to be fresh. The other two ways you know about, from animal and from a person. The only suggestion that I sort of like that Okami made was having me feed off the animals he intended to cook for himself. Even then, I don't like the idea of killing animals. If he's going to execute them regardless, I might as well, right?\" \n\nShe looked at Terrel almost for his approval of the situation. It wasn't much different than when they were looking for a butcher. The animal was already dead, it's time deceased would be questionable from a vendor. From Okami, it would be pretty fresh for her to drink. As she approached the forest, the forest compensated for her travels. Splitting plants in her vicinity to allow easier travel. She noticed that Terrel didn't have it as easy as she did, thinking back on their other encounters and how he always had to fight his way through. This time she consciously tapped into her magic and did her best to ease his travels as well. Surprisingly this wasn't easy for her to do, putting conscious thought into something she always did subconsciously. \n\n\"I don't think his ideas would work, It'd look a little suspicious if he intentionally bled all over my food. Could you imagine what others would think? A shirtless male with a wolf mask leaning over a table to bleed over some girl's meal? Not even to mention the girl eating it shortly after?\" \nNow that she said it out loud, she convinced herself to never try Kiba's ideas on 'bloody food.'" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would come to a sudden stop as Manon rambled on and on about Subaru's ideas, each one sounding worse than the last to the point where he'd simply put his hand on her shoulder and stare down at her with a purely neutral look.\"Want my advice? If the man says he's going to go jump off a cliff, just let him do it and don't follow.\"What that had to do with Manon's issues with Okapi trying to come up with different foods, it was anyone's guess. Okapi was always bringing up random sayings. Terrell clearly shouldn't bring up any sayings.\n\nHe'd move his hand away, resuming his walk as the wolf pups would begin to spread out further into the forest and out of his view. Terrell didn't seem too concerned about them getting lost. After all, he had his whistle still. Finally, he'd stop walking for a while, allowing himself a short break while he waited for the wolves to return. \n\nTerrell would let out a tired exhalation in exasperation, finally looking back at Manon as he'd rub a hand at the back of his neck.\"I'm assuming you don't want to try it then?\"He'd eventually ask her in all seriousness. The Elf wasn't sure if it was the blood that concerned her more or the image of her taking it from Subaru anytime they tried to eat. It was a ludicrous thought in his mind, but sooner or later, she was going to have to figure out some solution with her issues or just return to the forest and forever feed off animals." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She stopped as she felt Terrel grab onto her shoulder, her head turning to face him as he spoke. It was clear that she had no idea where that came from or what it had to do with anything. Even after Terrel had became walking, Manon just stood there as she parsed the information. She had no idea Okami wanted to jump off a cliff, or why he wanted to.\n\nIt was enough to make her forget about the food conversation as she slowly caught up to Terrel, a grim look upon her face. Thankfully her expression changed when Terrel asked his next question, brining her back to the original conversation. She'd have to speak to Okami about it tomorrow. \n\n\"Hmm, Oh right! I don't know. He wants to fill a cup with his blood so I can drink from it but that sounds awkward to me too. I've always just.. Bit? It's not like I want to bite him either, that wouldn't be very nice.\" Trying to clear her name of any potential misconceptions. \n\"I'll give some of his recommendations a try.\"\n Now that they had stopped she checked her surroundings, maybe there was something here that was interest to Terrel. \n\"Cozy little area.\" She said softly." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would look over to her, muttering to himself:\"Tell him not to do something, and he does it anyway.\"The Elf supposed he wouldn't expect anything different from the reckless Kemonomimi. Instead, he would simply let out a quiet sigh and decide to find a place near a tree where he could sit by.\"Whatever you think will work.\"He'd finally say to her, coming to sit down against the tree and lean back on it. So long as it wasn't his issue to deal with, they could experiment all they want. It was only for the trips anyway.\n\nAt the mention of the area being cozy, he'd say back:\"Don't get too comfortable unless you plan on staying out here.\"Maybe it was a threat, maybe it was a suggestion, maybe it was him simply talking. However, she'd take it, Terrell would allow himself the time to relax for now anyway before they'd have to make their way back to town and start a whole other day of traveling. He wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it, but it did get exhausting at times just riding horseback and walking. At least now with the new steed, it should speed things up a bit so that he could get what he needed to get done in Albania." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'd rather be back in the magical Ombu forests, I'd probably get hunted out here.\" \nShe always worried about something happening that caused aggression towards her. There had been plenty of times where someone died and had bite marks on their neck. The local doctors always threw Manon under the bus, even if they knew she was being helpful. Nobody gave the benefit of the doubt when it came to her. It happened a handful of times before she reached the expansive forests and from then on she simply remained. Occasionally entering Tunuar or Suimer for supplies such as clothing, or to deposit medicine. \n\nShe held her hand over the stone underneath her, palm facing towards the rock. Most people would have found their third affinity for magic. Manon found her first two rather quickly, both expressed themselves in a similar way. When she was little she pressed her palm against a scrape she obtained from falling while playing. She cried and cried until an adult came but when she moved her hand there wasn't any wound to be seen. At first they scolded her, said \"You're crying wolf\" Until they learned it was Faith magic. Oh how her parents celebrated that night, a healer in the family. Nature started off the same way, holding her hand over a wilting flower and watched it return back to it's former beauty. The stone beneath her remained as unyielding as ever, not even a pebble moved. \n\n\"Your wolves are having the time of their lives.\" She said without lifting her head, maybe if she kept trying to move rock something would happen. She was keeping tabs on the three using her nature magic. So far there were only five signs of movement. The imprint she left on the world, Terrel, and 12 paws." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Nothing stopping you.\"Terrell would say casually as she mentioned preferring to head back to OMB. He'd allow himself to lower a bit more onto the ground, until he had found himself laying flat on his back, staring up at the sky. His hair sat messily beneath him, spread out as if they were a bright pink blanket. It was times like this where his pointed ears were able to be seen more clearly, no longer obscured from view with the mess of his hair.\n\nHearing Manon mention his wolves having a good time, he'd respond back:\"I figured they'd enjoy themselves out here.\"It didn't seem like he questioned her ability to read the wolves when they weren't even here, having grown used to her tales of being able to hear animals. At this point, added range didn't sound as crazy anymore.\n\n\"You know Manon...\"He would begin, keeping his gaze focused on the sky.\"Thinking back to all the travelers and healers I've met on the road. You... Are by far the worst of them.\"The Elf would suddenly break off into a light chuckle. Thinking back to his old friends he's met while traveling, there were never so bad in his eyes. Sure they were strange in ways, but that was just them. Terrell supposed he was strange to some as well.\"You stick around a lot more than them too though.\"He'd add more thoughtfully as if thinking aloud.\"No matter how upset you get with us...\"The Elf would trail off." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Manon didn't say anything for a long time, she could feel her eyes water at his hurtful words. It's not like the group had sustained any injuries that required healing outside of the two. Both of which she healed with ease as well. She had been called a horrible healer before, those were by people she never met before. They had all assumed that she wasn't very good at it because she was a Vampire, always giving into her temptations or other rumors that had no base of truth. Hearing it come from someone she spent days with. She felt her chest hurt, a sinking feeling in her chest. She didn't know if she wanted to sob, to yell. She didn't know if she wanted to run or fight, she more alone with him than the forest she followed him to. She decided that she would uphold her end of the deal, to repay him for his work in the Ombu Forest. After... She didn't know. \n\nAll the grass around Manon began to turn brown, not so much withered but dead and dry. The type of grass you would see in a forest fire more than poor weather conditions. They even gave off the scent of burning grass though the fire itself was absent. Her head looked around, more confused than anything at where the smell of a campfire was coming from. She hadn't sensed anyone in a fair distance around them, they should be alone." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell's nose would twitch a bit, at first catching a whiff of the odd smell in the air. At first, he'd shrug it off, figuring it was just like any other smell they came across in the woods. However, as it began to grow stronger, soon shifting to the smell of burning grass. He'd lift his head up, half expecting to see a forest fire, though upon not seeing anything from the position he was in, he would soon sit back up. At first his mind would drift to the wolf pups, glancing around a bit in knowing that they could have trailed further off. The scent could probably keep them at bay for a while if it was something bad, though he preferred them in view.\n\nHis gaze would shift over to Manon, soon gazing down towards the grass as it would start dying around her. It took him a moment to consider it. Was that where the burning smell was coming from? He'd slowly look up towards the Elf, seeing her just as confused.\"Manon?\"He'd question somewhat cautiously, shifting his gaze between her and the dying grass. Magic was such a finicky thing it seemed with her and soon enough Terrell would soon find himself standing back up in the even that the dying grass continued to spread." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She looked towards Terrel when he said her name. She expected more cruel words to flow from his mouth, maybe he thought she was just a freak like everyone to him as well. A pair of glowing red eyes looked down at Terrel, it was mostly a play of the moonlight and the fact that she was standing and he was not. It seemed to be enough to snap her out of current emotional turmoil though. Not only did the dried out half burning grass stop it's crawl outwards. It even began returning to it's natural state. This wouldn't be possible with nature magic alone but in combination with her faith magic she gave it life anew. It wasn't a very quick process, the spread of destruction was much faster than the slow rebirth. Granted with her mind pre-occupied with the conversation at hand she didn't pay attention to her feet, just on Terrel and the smell of burning grass. \n\n\"I thought you were finished there, Do you have more hurtful words for me?\" She said, not so much in a cold voice, but with a wounded one. The sound of stifled tears could be heard in her wavered voice. \"Just tell me if you want me to leave, I get it.\" Thought she didn't move, she wanted to stay with them for a while more. It was the most alone and the least alone she had felt in the six years of being a vampire." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would look at her in confusion, not really sure on what was said to suddenly get her like this, especially with jumping to random statements. 'He tells me not to do something and I do it anyway...' Terrell would think to himself, recalling Okapi suggesting that he simply stopped talking to her. Now he was just a hypocrite with what he uttered about Okapi earlier.\n\nSeeing the grass slowly returning to its normal state, Terrell figured whatever had caused her to initially react must have faded despite her words saying otherwise. She was so back and forth that even the grass seemed to show it.\n\n\"Manon, you're going to have to catch me up here.\"He'd say in his usual low tone.\"Between whatever it was I said and the grass suddenly dying, I have no idea what's wrong.\"Terrell considered telling her to calm down. Then again, that had never worked before, in fact seemingly made things worse. He wondered if it was too late to take Okapi's advice now, every word seemingly a minefield around the Vampires." }, { "from": "human", "value": "She looked down at her feet to see the grass being perfectly fine. She even went as far as to give Terrel a confused look at as well. What would she know about burning grass, she was looking for the source of it as well. She took a few steps away so she could better see the moon before speaking. Almost as if just looking at it was soothing in a way for her. \n\n\"You and Okami both brought up how horrible of a healer I am. I feel like I'm just kidding myself at this point. Healing is the only thing that keeps me going, The only part of me I'm proud of anymore. What's the point if nobody else can see it though?\" \nShe pulled herself away from the moon to rejoin Terrel, this time she took a spot on the ground as well as she laid on her back. Her short black hair did not pool much like his. \n\"As for burning grass, I don't see anything or know what you're talking about. Someone must have a campfire much further in, the wind probably blew it our direction.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would look at her dubiously, knowing full well the story of a campfire was far from true. Was she simply playing naive or did she actually not notice it? He wasn't too sure. His gaze would follow her as she'd walk over to him and lay back down, the Elf not feeling much in the mood to go back to relaxing after that. She mentioned the two of them calling her a bad healer which part of him found surprise in it. Was that really what she got so upset about?\n\n\"Manon.\"He'd begin, sounding exasperated before he'd catch himself and would begin speaking more in his normal monotone voice.\"I don't know what Okapi said about you, but what I said was a Joke.\"The Elf looked down at her, the outline of his pig mask resting in the center of the moon as a darkened shadow against it.\"If a healer knows how to heal then they've done their job right and whatever else there may be to them, that's none of my business.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Tavern.\"He'd say back bluntly, coming to a stop by a split in the pathway before eventually deciding in heading in one direction to find the tavern.\"We'll get something to eat from there then stay for the night before setting off again. Should hopefully be making good progress in getting across this country if we keep moving each day.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Ah, so Tavern hunting?\" He asks whilst whipping up a small plan to... Satisfy some urges during the night, hopefully nobody would notice as his mouth twitched upwards slightly at the idea that his plan would come to fruition, and he'll be off scot-free, he can't wait." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Shouldn't be too hard to find one.\"He'd say more casually. As they'd pass by a small stable, Terrel would find his gaze wandering towards it briefly. They could have probably gotten much further on horseback, but with Carl back at home they were more likely going to end up borrowing some or just purchasing some more.\"You wouldn't happen to know how to ride a horse would you?\"He'd ask Xylon, part of him figuring he'd already know the answer." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\". Uh... No, I haven't ridden a horse before\" He said smiling sheepishly, he had never ridden a horse before, he attempted to, but his parents didn't think it was safe for him so he went through life without trying such a thing, he was curious though can't be that hard right?." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Do you want to?\"He'd ask him, turning his head away from the stable as they passed it, the tavern soon coming into view as they'd round another building. Maybe grabbing some more horses won't be the worst idea. At least if they get to Chu faster, they'd have more time to rest before officially setting off into the desert." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes-\" He answered almost too quickly, he'll have a means to get around quicker! Besides, it'll be an experience just like this journey he's on, the tavern closed in and Nylon opened the door for Terrell." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He'd let out a chuckle.\"Alright. Maybe we can get a couple horses from the stable tomorrow and hope you don't get killed in the process of trying to ride them.\"Terrel would say as he walked through the door Xylon held open. It seemed the tavern had quite a few patrons, but fortunately enough there were still some places for them to sit as Terrel would scope out a more secluded spot and would head towards it. Taking a seat in the booth, Terrel would lean back against the cushion with a tired sigh. Finally, the first time he could properly sit back since he had left Mentia." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I mean I could get trampled\" He suggested sitting opposite of Terrell in their shared booth, he swung his legs back and forth still brewing the plan he'll hatch turning nightfall just hopefully Terrell is a deep sleeper and his feet are still light and soundproof, his stomach growled as he remembered he should've eaten. He fished out the bread Terrell gave him out of his sack and munched on them legs swinging." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"And I could end up getting kicked. Wouldn't want either one. Horses are timid creatures. Well mine is anyways. You'd need to know to handle them based on their personality. Which I'm not sure what we may be getting from the stables here being this close to the desert.\"Terrel would explain, mildly gazing around the tavern while he waited for the waiter to come by." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Why would stables be in the hot dessert?\" He inquired, he doesn't know how horses could survive out in the heat, his legs swung as he munched on the bread happily gazing around the tavern as well trying to find entertainment somewhere while he relays his plan and he'd set up the area before he initiates it, just hope Lady Luck is on his side." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"By the- That's amazing! Runes, you say? Guess I never looked into it much...\"\nShe marveled, rubbing her chin as an impressed smile took to her lips. Her guard slowly lowered in this relatively safe place, the exhaustion from her heightened awareness seeped into her bones, visibly deflating as she let out a long, deep sigh.\n\"Gods, I hate the cold...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I've learned a lot about it in Praia. That and well... This book I got from there. Once you start enchanting, can hardly stop.\"He said with a light chuckle. Terrell watched the growing fire for a while, his attention only shifting back to the Kemonomimi as she brought up the cold weather. He had to admit, it did slow up travel a lot, both horseback and what energy they could expend to keep going when the weather wasn't in their best interest. Still though, he tended to prefer the cooler weather if not for the sake of watching from the warmth of the indoors. But he could see that probably wasn't same for his companion. Terrell shifted closer to her, gently pressing up against the Kemonomimi to give off some warmth to her alongside the fire.\"It'll pass soon.\"He said.\"If we're lucky, the warmer months will arrive before we get too far north.\"Terrell figured with the days that passed, there was only so much time left before the heat returned anyway.\"Until then, maybe I can find something around the house to make traveling a bit easier.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Maybe it was the presence of the pack, but Ikehara couldn't help but rub her head against Terrel's shoulder, her ears flattening gently. She had come to rely on the elf, his cool demeanour able to put her at ease even during the worst of times. While she was mostly unflappable, even she had her low points.\n\"To think, you were the first person I'd had a decent conversation with after leaving home...\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell allowed his head to rest atop hers for the time being, unable to stop the smile forming on what could be seen of his face.\"Was I the only person you had conversation with or am I just a good conversationalist?\"He asked her in a joking tone. Terrell allowed himself to go lax with the weight of travel behind them for now. There was always more to do tomorrow, but for now they could enjoy each other's company in a much warmer atmosphere. He rather enjoyed it." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh ok, are you a light sleeper by any chance?\" He could've said it more subtly but he didn't want to beat around the bush much right now, he needed a clear cut answer and he might as well be blunt besides its not like Terrel knows of his plan or what it is, hopefully he says no and he can start arranging their room accordingly so he'll be swift and have no possible way of getting caught in the night." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would glance at Nylon through narrowed slits, hidden behind his mask.\"Whatever you plan to do, I'll turn the other way for the night.\"He'd gradually get up from his seat. That seemed about as much as an answer he was going to get as the Elf would turn away to head towards the bar to purchase a room before soon returning to Nylon.\"Be back before dawn. We ride out in the morning as soon as we can get you situated with a new horse.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'll be quick, you won't even know i left.\" He promised, at least he won't have problems with Terrel finding out about his secret plan, though he's still nervous about it.\n\nHe's been able to work off heists before but this is a new area, he won't know the terrain and doesn't know many hiding spots and quick getaways when things get a little too rough, he'll have to wing it if he wants to satisfy his kleptomanic urges and actually live to tell the tale though he doesn't think he'll be telling anyone about this crimes yet, hopefully he won't end up with a missing leg." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Right...\"He'd say skeptically, soon turning away to head up to the room with the expectation of Nylon coming with before he headed out for the night.\"Leave whatever you need in the room. I'll be staying here for the night.\"The Elf would say, coming up to the door of the room and opening it up for him." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"You got a spare room? What, expecting guests?\"\nShe chuckled dryly, raising a brow at the mild absurdity of this house. Her eyes wandered around the pack, cycling through their names again, settling on the Chief. You could tell he was their elder, with how he carried himself - despite the visible excitement from reuniting with his old master, it seemed.\n\"Not a bad idea. The sun will drop soon, anyway.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Came with the house.\"He said back with a look of amusement. The Sinai gradually got up from where he sat, the wolves idly shuffling around his legs to avoid accidentally getting stepped on. He offered a hand down to her.\"Got to be glad it did. Wouldn't want to be sleeping on the couch, hm?\"He asked. Terrell supposed she made a fair point. There was hardly reason for the extra addition if it were just him and the wolves returning home by the end of the day. He supposed it made it all the more fortunate when guests did come over whenever that may happen. However, he spent so much time traveling, that he hadn't really thought of it much." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Not fussed either way. Glad to sleep in a decent bed, though it's probably dusty... Lead the way, o' head of the pack.\"\nShe took his hand and pulled herself to her feet, laughing as she teased him; avoiding stepping on any tails in the sea of mottled white." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Guess the dust beats the snow.\"He thought aloud with a grin, leading the way in stepping over the resting wolves. Terrell took a moment to envision the dark house, continuing along a path of familiar layout until he could eventually navigate his way to the stairs. A few of the younger wolves curiously followed after them as he continued along up the narrow stairway until he eventually made his way to the top where a more open area sat. Just beyond it were a few rooms. Two of which to be assumed for guests if not storage, but from the light streaming in through the windows of each, it seemed that were all well furnished enough to have a bed at least. He showed her into one of them, mainly chosen at random, but by any's fortune it seemed to have a nice view of the fenced off land where the horses roamed, continuing onward until only the taiga forest could be seen stretching on for miles.\"I believe this should be suitable for a night, wouldn't you say?\"He jested, deciding to stay by the doorway in allowing her to get settled for the time being." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He goes inside and runs towards the nearest bed, putting down his sack and goes through it for a moment and taking out miscellaneous items from inside, when he was satisfied he grabs more bread and just eats." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would head inside more calmly, eventually falling back on the bed and drawing in the comfort from the much softer bedding. For a while, he'd lay like that, dozing in the gradually dying sunlight while his roommate continued preparing for whatever heist he was about to pull." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He eventually finished his snack and prepared himself for the heist, though firstly he put the last loaf he had on Terrel's bedside table before he left the room and started sneaking around the tavern and went out the door into the night.\n\nHe came back in the room through the window instead of through the tavern and the door to the room, he clutched his prize tightly and puts it in his sack and hid it under his bed praying the owner didn't see him and identified him he crashed into bed and immediately slept once his head hit the comfy pillow, the stress of sneaking about caused him to be terribly exhausted and now it's time to shut off the light." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would open his eyes into narrowed slits as Nylon would walk out the room, staring after him for a while. Eventually, he'd turn away, moving to get more comfortable on his bed for the night as it drew on for a while. Terrell was never sure when the Raccoon came back that night, but as the simple rays of sunlight would fall down on his face, he'd catch sight of Nylon sleeping in bed.\"Time to get up.\"He'd say with a yawn, stretching out under the covers before he'd eventually get out of bed." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Five more minutes..\" He muttered and mushed his face unto the pillow, he doesn't want to wake up just yet and doesn't have plans to wake up for at least another 5 hours but before he drifted off again he remembered what Terrel told him and jolted awake \"Horse riding lessons let's go-\" He stands with new found energy and is in the process of dragging Terrel towards the door though he's having a little trouble \"Cmon cmon! The faster you wake up the faster we get to our destination.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would gradually get up from his bed, going grab his cloak and putting it back on only to find himself being grabbed for an ineffective attempt at getting him to move faster. He'd simply glance back at Nylon, not moving from where he was.\"With energy like that you might not even need a horse.\"He'd say in partial tease, finally getting up to head towards the door.\"We still need to grab breakfast before we go.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What do you think they have for breakfast here?\" He asks whilst fixing his shoe and one leg hopping towards the door sack already obtained, when he got the boot fixed he ran out to the tavern's main area and sat in a booth awaiting his morning meal before they head out further into the desert legs swinging in excitement." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yes I'm sure this place has breakfast.\"He'd say in an exasperated tone, giving one final stretch before he'd grab his bag and head out the door. The Elf would make his way down to the main area, taking a seat across from the raccoon before waiting for the waiter to come over and take their orders. Terrell would request a simple platter of pancakes, figuring that it'll hold him over for the rest of the morning. The next city would be quite a bit of walking distance, but at least they could keep near the river for majority of the trek there." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan panted as he turned the street leading to the alley, grimacing as he clutched the side of his chest.\n\nShit, his old wound was acting up. It had slowly gotten better over the years, and somehow finding a sense of purpose with his barony had done wonders for his well being- his spirits felt lighter, his limbs more limber, and even his scarred lung was giving him less trouble then before, but it seems that this particular impromptu foot sprint had agitated it.\n\nAt the very least Cuo made it easy with her crude use of mana, or his heart might just have burst from the strain of going on a wild goose chase.\n\nNarrowing his eyes as he scanned the alleyway, he sensed something oddly familiar. Was Cuo here? What shortcut would lead her to here in the first place?\n\nHe took a slow step in. And then he felt it. \n\nA dark Miasma expunged from a figure in the middle of an number of supplies laid there. Sowing the winds with a foul taint that might as well have been a hurricane to Myhan's senses. He was not that proficient at detecting magic, really- not like Sirdan, but he was a spiritbinder who knew death magic and the currents of emotion might as well have been a hurricane of turmoil to him.\n\nWhat was going on?\n\nHis brow furrowed further as he took another step. And another.\n\nAs his footfall quickly hastened, he opened his mouth.\n\n\"Cuo? You there?\" He stated, cleanly but with the slightest hint of hesitation." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As soon as Mahan opened his mouth, the mage's head turned towards him like a doll in a horror movie. Her usually cheerful eyes were a now almost a pitch black, burning with hate. CUO stood up much more quickly than she's ever moved, and expressed her emotion by gathering it into a sphere of red-hot flames, thrusting it to Mahan and preparing to engulf him with the fury of hell-\n\n\"Oh, Mahan.\"\n\nAs soon as she realized who it was and what he was carrying though, the flames immediately died out and her expression returned to normal with a sniffle and seemingly tears in the corner of her eyes.\n\n\".... That was mean.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The old commander felt a old tingle of danger down his spine upon Cuo's initial gaze, and did bend his knees reflexively as Cuo conjured a malicious ball of fire, taken aback but ready to subdue her if needed-\n\nAnd she saw all the energy leave her being leaving behind a frail, saddened girl underneath those layers of smouldering hate.\n\nMyhan stood there for a moment, watching her wallow in sorrow with not even rats and bugs wanting to keep her company before he sighed, marching over.\n\nShe would feel the warmth of a massive palm gently patting her on the back, somehow soothing despite the immense strength clearly contained within it, as the giant crouched low beside her.\n\n\"It was.\" He admitted sincerely and solemnly \"I'm sorry.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The sniffles soon turn to tears as CUO was patted, the well of emotion overflowing and uncontained. She kept her head down as it eventually turned to sobs as Mahan used his words to comfort her.\n\n\"P-please don't do anything like that again-\"\n\nCUO seemed to be making a fuss over a seemingly small prank; those who were more attentive would then deduce that it probably wasn't the first time she experienced this. Indeed, years ago, she had fallen victim again and again, growing cautious, then letting her guard down to fall victim again." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yep. We going?\"\nThe okamimi returned, sitting opposite the doorway with her crossbow. The limb undone, she was tinkering with one of the screws that tightened the mechanism, small flecks of grease on her fingertips. She slowly wound the piece back up, pulling the string taught again and resting it on her hip again, getting up and meeting him by the door." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah.\"He said at her approach.\"But wanted to show you something first.\"The Sinai gave a light tilt of his head before turning off to head back the way he came. At least there wasn't a lot to pack back up with them just arriving so to any's luck, they'd be able to reach the next town by nightfall." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Myhan sighed as he continued to pat her back. \"I won't.\" He state simply. He should have known better, really. But realistically speaking, hindsight was 20/20- he knew that she had been ill treated, but he could scarcely predict that such an obvious prank would be taken so poorly. Cuo's naivety and trauma ran deeper than he could have anticipated- there was simply too much about her history that he didn't know.\n\nWell, now he knew. He knew better, he would do better, and he would do her right for this. But first...\n\n\"Where's Garuda, anyway?\" He murmured, eyeing around her for any sign of a crow." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "CUO nodded as she wiped away her tears. She knew that Mahan probably didn't mean it; no matter how many times Garuda called him a sweaty elephant, he was a nice sweaty elephant. It was her that was hurt by it. No matter how many times it was done 'in good fun', CUO couldn't help but feel terrible, humiliated and alone every time.\n\nSniffle \"She's here.\"\n\nCUO extended her hand, and a magical circle formed on it. Out popped Garuda the raven, who walked over to CUO's shoulder.\n\n\"I dismissed her earlier because I wanted to be alone.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I see. Mind if I borrow her for a bit? I've got a quick question.\"\n\nIf she agreed, he would then beckon the crow over by raising his own hand for her to perch on with a jump's distance, before drawing Garuda closer to his face and slightly turning his body away for a touch of privacy.\n\n\"...What happened on your end while I was trying to track her, away?\" He whispered as he side-eyed Cuo." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Garuda would oblige, hopping onto Mahan's finger as it was more than big enough to support her.\n\n\"She ran through a crowd of people, and everyone backed away from her. I tried talking to her, but she told me to shut up, and dismissed my bird form. She didn't listen to me with my mental words either. No matter how much power I have, she Is The Spirit binder.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"...That was her reaction to being pranked, huh?\" The titan muttered." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "G-\"I think it's the realization that she had been pranked. I don't think she saw it as a playful thing. Rather, she saw it as being made fun of, for being too gullible to believe such a ridiculous lie. She would complain to me about her life almost daily about stuff like this. And when it happens this often, it's not just fun little pranks.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I see.\" Myhan closed his eyes, kneading his brow with the back of his other hand. \"...Then I suppose going forward, I'll have to be upfront, honest... While not being inconsiderate. Enough drops can form a sea- and there are only so many small thing that one can tolerate without becoming an bigger issue... And so it seems that Cuo has long reached her limit.\"\n\nHe turns back towards Cuo, and then returns to Garuda.\n\n\"I'll start with a small apology. Is there any gift she might appreciate?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah. She's had like 2 friends back in Run. And one of them was her teacher. It's safe to say that she's constantly on the knife's edge. I'd get her...\"\n\nGaruda seemed to be thinking for quite a while before turning back to Mahan.\n\n\"I can think of food, particularly sweets, or maybe a nice book.\n\nMeanwhile, CUO is breathing deeply, trying to calm herself down." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"I'd feel better having them come along. Last thing I'd want is them to freeze or get hunted by something in these woods.\"\nShe shrugged, eyeing the pair of steeds worriedly as she whistled for her own. He trotted closer, taking a few tentative steps towards the bundle of predators at the front of the sled." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Then we shall bring them with.\"He says, tying Carl's lead to the side of the sled so that the horse would be able to keep at their side when they traveled. Unlike a typical toboggan, the sled was built more like a dog sled, offering a proper handle to hold onto while standing at the back as well a place to sit down at in the front with the tied leads of all the wolves pulling just ahead of it. Terrell kept the horse's lead at the side of the handle, soon waiting for Kerala to do the same.\"Next stop Albania. A pretty popular place in the mainland I hear.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"They got snow down there? I've heard things about Salvainia, mostly good... Their emperor seems like an interesting man, though.\"\nShe mused at the mention, tying the lead slack and giving her horse a pat; whispering their plans and for him to follow. Settling in the seat in front, she twisted around to watch Terrel, clicking her tongue and nodding.\n\"Take me places, driver!\"\nA small smirk crawled up her face, giving the closest wolf a ruffling of ears and an encouraging bark." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Definitely a lot of snow around this time of year, but with our luck, the worst of it should be gone by the time we get there.\"He said, leaning on the handle bars at the back. Terrell eyed Kerala as she took a seat at the front, giving an amused shake of his head in response, before standing more upright.\"To Albania!\"He called out.\"Belau!\"The Elf says in his native tongue. The wolves turned tail, scrambling forwards with Chief to guide them into coordination at the front. Gradually, the sled began to move forward, forcing the horses to move along as it picked up speed. The wolves headed for the open gate, racing forwards until they eventually surpassed it in a bout of speed. Terrell let out a low laugh, his cloak flapping wildly as the wind of their departure picked up. Though the twos final destination remained uncertain, Terrell was sure Kerala would grow to enjoy Albania much like he had in time." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"What's pancakes?\" He inquires, he just asked for a suprise food to be brought to him, he hasn't heard of something called pancakes in his life which isn't surprising he doesn't know much things about the outside besides the general things he had stumble upon, he's still excited about the horse riding lessons but now he's overcome with curiosity." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would look at the younger Elf quizzically, wondering if he should be surprised or not that he didn't even know what pancakes were.\"It's like flat bread that can sweetened with the right topping to it.\"He'd explain, deciding to simplify it the best he could.\"You can have one, if you think you can eat it all.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Ooh really?\" He's curious on what this pancake tastes like and even more curious on what exactly it looks like \"I'll probably have to eat whatever i ordered first though, i did ask for a suprise so maybe it could be a pancake\" He grins, he's not backing down from a challenge though his legs swing in excitement at the prospect, what could this pancake offer him?" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't get too excited for it. It's just sweet bread.\"He'd say more casually. As time would pass, eventually the waiter would come out with each of their separate platters, offering up some syrup alongside it. With the waiter being there, the Elf would ask for some coffee to go along with it. It was going to be a long day ahead of them." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Lucky for him this mystery food fits the description of pancake, he rubs his hands in anticipation poured the syrup on it for good measures and took a bite of this elusive sweetbread, his pupils dilated and he smiles \"...I want more of this\" He said with a mouthful then continues to eat the pancake, savoring its flavour and his legs swing happily." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As the waiter left, Terrell would begin pouring syrup atop the stacks of pancakes he had ordered, soon taking a bite from it. He had to admit, the taste was something he always found favorable, but he wouldn't match the Raccoon's excitement for it when the Elf could get some anytime they visit a tavern.\"Don't get too used to it, we're going to be on the road for a while once we leave the country.\"He'd say.\"Probably won't be as many taverns around either.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Then i shall say goodbye to this... Masterpiece of a food, and bid it a tearful farewell\" He says feigning sadness, though he's still bummed that he won't be eating pancake more often he quickly turned normal afterwards \"So how are we gonna find a horse around here exactly\" He asks, had already finished his food legs still swinging as he awaited an answer from the taller elf." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would take another bite from the pancakes, soon finding a mug of coffee being placed down next to him while he ate.\"We'll go visit the stables we passed by earlier after a quick restock trip through the marketplace. I'm sure they'll be willing to part with a couple horses granted enough gold.\"He'd say.\"Hopefully Carl would enjoy the extra company if the pair survive where we're heading long enough.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "He nods with the answer peering through a window waiting for Terrell to finish his breakfast, the sun is brightly shown through the glass as he plays eye spy with himself, it's nice not being alone anymore at least but this game of eye spy is a tad boring he doesn't want to bother Terrel whilst he was eating though so he'll have to find something else as entertainment, he rubs his left hand anxiously when he remember's his heist last night." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He'd eventually finish his pancakes, grabbing the mug to take a long sip of the coffee before letting out a quiet sigh.\"Alright, let's go.\"He'd say, slinging the bag over his shoulder and placing down a handful of silver before he'd stand up and head off to the door." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh yeah\" He broke out of his trance and followed Terrel out the door out in the burning sunlight on the bright day, he slightly squinted and pulled on his hood to get out of the sun and not get himself blind by the sun, he skips along the terrain jumping over rocks and avoiding small cracks on the ground, he wondered what will happen during this horse riding lesson will it be good or bad? He'll just have to depend on luck if he wants to successfully ride a horse without getting trampled... Yeah he just jinxed himself." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "With Nylon running on ahead, the Elf would redirect their route to heading back towards the marketplace. It wasn't hard to find the food stall that they had visited before. This time, he found himself grabbing extra food and spices to go along it. It was mainly vegetables and other snacks, but they were much easier to keep fresh in comparison to meat. Besides with only one of them eating it anyway, it was just a waste of money at the end of day. He'd fill up the bags as much as he could, part of him glad that they'll be having horses to carry more stuff with, but for now, he'll have to show Nylon had to ride a horse well enough to not get lost on the route. With a gesture towards the Raccoon, the Elf would continue on down towards the stables, a few horses seen grazing in the field the closer they got to it." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Back to the room. She's going to get bigger than I am if she keeps eating like that, and not in a good way. In case you thought I would get jealous.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Of what, crow?\" Mahan snorted though his smile remained. \"Anyway, tell her later that I'm sorry for interrupting her study session like that-oh and if she needs help with Death magic and anything relating to the spiritual discipline my doors are always open. I shan't bother you folks any further anyhow, I've got other things I must be attending to.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, I guess I haven't unleashed my full form yet huh? Maybe you'll see it eventually. Right now I'm just Cuo with a different personality.\"\n\nGaruda let out a tch at Myhan's snort, clearly a light jab back at him.\n\n\"I'm sure she's got the hang of it. I may have taught her how to do it, but I actually never learned it myself; only the theory. Anyway, I'll be off.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"See you then.\" Mahan sighed, before he makes his own way out of the alley. He would return to the coffee shop another time, there were other matters he had to attend to." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He gazes at the horses towering over him as they crossed the stables, he tilts his head at one curious on how he'll survive this task then again it's just riding a horse it's not gonna be that hard it'll be smooth sailing! ...He'll keep a safe distance just to be safe though." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Wait here.\"He'd say, once they'd reach the gate. The Elf would turn away to head inside the stable area, taking the time to speak with the man at the front desk. It seemed like he was gone for several minutes or so before he'd finally reappear within the open fields, leading a horse over towards the gate that he left Nylon at. The horse seemed to be not as broad as the ones typically bred to carry extra cargo, making him the perfect size for simple riding. Its fur was dark black coloring, it's eyes quite similar as the steed would let out a huff of air in eyeing the much shorter Elf.\"We'll see how you do with him.\"The Elf would say, rubbing at the horse's neck with a gloved hand.\"He's supposed to be gentler with new riders, so shouldn't be as hard for you to get used to. You can go ahead and climb over. I asked for a test run before purchasing them.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"This is... Gonna be fun\" He looks over at the horse, he did say the horse was gentler to new riders and he's definitely new so what's the harm? He's definitely not gonna get jittery now, he climbs over though almost falling but managing to get on the horse. \n\n\"Uhm good horse?\" He grins sheepishly, he gotten this far it wouldn't be getting harder from here on out he's confident in that. \n\n\"This won't backfire on me would it?\" He turns to Terrel." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"As long as you don't scare them it'll be fine.\"He'd answer, letting go of the lead as Nylon managed to hop on.\"Whenever you want the horse to move forward, just give him a light kick to the side and he'll start walking. Use the reigns to help steer them. You can try trotting around the field if you want just try not to get yourself killed while I go get myself a horse.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Several minutes had passed before any sign of a return came. The faint sounds of pawsteps could be heard nearing her as the trio of wolves would make their way back over to her. They had seemed to have grown so large by now in the several days that had passed. Perhaps it had been weeks by now looking back at it. Floof would sniff at her, eventually giving her a playful lick on the face to get her attention while the sibling duo would prod at her with their snouts. The Elf would make his way over to them soon after as he stood over to her, a childish grin on his face." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She flinched from the sudden lick across her face. Her eyes slowly opening as the adorable Floor was standing in front of her. Slowly she sat up, her back pressing firmly against the tree. She scratched underneath Floor's jaw while calling him a cutie in beast tongue. Once Terrell walked over she stood up and faced him, half expecting some type of directions on what she was supposed to do. She wasn't sure if she should be concerned about the grin or if it was simply because he loved speaking to animals as much as she did. \n\n\"Sometimes I think you like talking to Floor more than I did.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Funny of you to say that. I think Floof makes a good conversationalist.\"He'd say as he'd lower his hand to pat the wolf only to find said hand to be taken over by the sibling duo as they'd nuzzle at it.\"I think the three of us have come to an understanding... Well after five promises to take them hunting later... And fight training and... Well we came to an understanding eventually.\"The Elf would let out an exasperated sigh at the thought. The year of them going without speaking must have made their list of demands longer as time went on.\"I think they should practice listening to someone else. I won't be there with them after we leave them at a friends place and I'd rather make sure they know I'm not the only one they should listen to.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you implying that you didn't know these things before?\" It was pretty obvious where she was going to go with this. From their first interaction Terrell said he had a good understanding of what Floor required. She had taken the standpoint that without actually conversing it would just be assumptions and speculations. She didn't finish her point though as she kneeled down once more to pet Floor on top of his head.\n\n\"He's a very considerate one.\" She paused for a few moments, trying to understand what he was implying. \n\n\"I'm not entirely sure what you mean, you want me to... Give orders?\" For some reason the thought of this request was strange to her. A week ago, if someone said Terrell was going to ask her for help training his wolves again. She would've laughed and saw it as a joke." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"In my defense. I couldn't speak wolf.\"He'd say with a chuckle. It was strange how different things had become between him thinking Manon crazy for having a full out conversation with Floof to now doing the exact same himself. Maybe he was just as crazy now coming to think of it.\n\nIn her confusion in his request for her to command his pups, he would merely give a nod to confirm her question.\"Preferably without the whole magic animal talking thing. I doubt they'd be able to do the same to communicate with them.\"He'd say.\"Plus it would be a complicated thing to explain.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon nodded before standing in front of the pup. She gave a dramatic clearing of her throat before opening her mouth. No words came out as she soon realized she hasn't spoken to animals using common tongue for so long. She spoke as if the animals were of a foreign language. \"Can. You. Sit?\" She announced every syllable to the wolves. She had a feeling she sounded ridiculous. \n\n\"Sorry, Terrell. Kinda like moving branches, speaking in beast tongue is natural as well. This is surprisingly hard for me.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The wolves would stare up at her, keeping where they were as they tried to process what she was saying to them. Terrel would give a light shake of his head, his once childish grin fading to a more lopsided one in his realization that she really didn't know how to switch between the two ways of speaking.\"They only need one word and that's the command.\"He'd say, kneeling down to be able to pat at the wolves while he waited for Manon to give it another try.\"Don't ask them. Simply tell them and they'll figure it out.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She nodded her head to Terrell before looking down at the three wolves. Taking a deep breath in before issuing a command to the three. \n\n\"Sit.\" She said firmly before added a softer, kinder. \"Please.\" \nShe turned her head back to Terrell, looking for some type of approval in his actions. She kneeled down so she could pet each wolf on the top of their heads. First starting with Floor as he was the one she was most comfortable with. Giving his face plenty of love before moving onto Angel. For him, she was a lot softer when it came to petting. Finally, she turned to Blur, first she extended her hand so she could sniff. She knew that this one was the most wary of the vampire, and she respected that maybe she just wouldn't want to be touched. \n\"Did you bring any treats for them?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Floof would happily lower his rear to the ground, seemingly catching on more easily than the other two. Ansel and Blur would continue watching her as she came down to their level, Ansel closing his eyes against the patting while Blur would simply lower her head as the Vampire drew her hand near and gave a light sniff at it. Terrel would nod at her question of him bringing any treats, reaching to his cloak to give her the pouch of Jerky.\"Only give it to Floof for listening.\"He'd say.\"The same goes for the attention giving too.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"AAAAA? But they get so sad if only one of them gets attention though.\" She puffed her cheeks out before standing tall once more, her gaze downcast onto the pups. Without a word she turned around and began walking away. She figured speaking in common tongue would be simpler if she wasn't looking at the wolves when she spoke. As she took around 20 steps away she yelled\n\n\"Come!\" She was surprised on how authoritative she sounded when issuing the command in common tongue. She listened for the sound of paws surging forward, but her magic would tell her the info she needed before her ears did. Hopefully they kept their promises to Terrell." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Can't teach them anything if you reward them for doing nothing.\"He'd say before watching her walk off. His wolves would stare after her as well, more so out of curiosity only for their ears to raise up as she yelled the command to them.\n\nFloof would eagerly bound forward, knowing the training well enough on his own to be able to get what she wanted him to do. Blur would follow behind him, deciding it was best to follow the older wolf with his better knowledge. Ansel would merely follow behind, moving at a much slower pace than the two others as he'd eventually join them. The three would stare up at her, tails wagging slowly expectation." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She turned around and kneeled once more at the three pups who managed to follow her command. Petting each one at a time as she looked up at Terrell. She wasn't sure if this was adequate training. Maybe he wanted her to continue, but there was something she couldn't shake her mind about. These three knew that Terrell and Manon could speak animal. Granted they probably didn't know Terrell's was temporary, and Manon's was not. \n\n\"Do you think they're only listening because we're here. Like, specifically us? They know we can understand them now, but whoever you leave them with won't.\" \n\nMaybe she was giving these three too much credit on their intelligence, she knew how cunning animals can be after years of communicating." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel took a moment to think about it. Maybe they were, though by now he could only hope they knew enough of the commands to be able to listen when someone else gives them. At least someone trustable enough if Kibaru really believed that this person could handle three wolves.\"Not sure.\"He'd say, holding a hand out to which would cause Floof to glance over and happily pace back over to the Elf.\n\n\"We'll just have to hope for the best with them.\"He'd say, giving the wolf a pat on the head.\"At least I know Floof will keep an eye on them if anything happens. Isn't that right Floof?\"He'd ask him. The Elf would hold his hand out to which the wolf would place his paw on to allow Terrel to shake it. \n\nThe Elf's face lit up at this, soon alternating hands as Floof would shake either one with his paw. A chuckle left him as he'd scratch the wolf behind his ear.\"I'll miss em while we're gone.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Manon walked over to Terrell before placing her hand against the top of his head as she recast beast speak onto him. It was unfortunate that she couldn't give it to him forever, she only saw him smile when he was around these three anyway. At least for as long as they tolerated her company, she could reapply the spell for him. \n\n\"I hope they'll keep their end. I enjoy seeing them happy. I guess I enjoy seeing you happy as well, though that's far more uncommon.\" \n\nIt probably sounded as if she was teasing him, but that wasn't the case this time. For now, it seemed best to just enjoy this time with her companion or friend. She still wasn't sure on which they were, it depended on the day." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He snorted at her comment, figuring himself able to show happiness more often without the mask covering most emotion. Though with the Vampiress around, he supposed he did tend to act more serious especially with her shifting moods and the tasks he had to typically get done even when she was around.\n\n\"If I was happy everywhere I went, you should be concerned.\"The Elf would joke back soon looking up at her as she'd reapply the spell again. It was always temporary for him and yet, in the few minutes he had, it felt like the first time he could truly get to meet his own pets.\"I think we've come to an understanding.\"He'd say in a reassurance as he'd stand up in time for the other two pups to make their way over.\"That's enough training for today.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe at the start, It's nice to see you smile sometimes. I didn't think it was possible giving... Me, I suppose.\" She didn't linger around to see what sort of expression he would make. Instead, she began walking towards where she thought the camp was. In her defense she had no idea which way they originally left, all she knew was they were on 'this side' of the creek. \n\n\"Sorrel.\" She blurted out suddenly. She found their footprints from earlier, and she wanted along the start of the tree line. \"For your forth pup, I think Sorrel is a lovely name.\" She clarified to Terrell, She had a close friend named Sorrel. They were friends since before Manon found her faith magic. The only one who was there from the start. \"I think it could work for both genders.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Part of him found the statement confusing. It was never so much the person he smiled to over the situation. He could smile to a person he hated in the heat of trying to kill them, though it wouldn't be necessarily a good thing. With Manon suddenly turning and heading off, Terrel would follow after her as they began heading back to the camp. His pups would bound after him, soon coming to walk at his side once they were finally able to catch up.\n\nHe'd shift his gaze down to her as she suddenly blurted out the name, a look of confusion passing over him.\"Sorrel?\"Only once she explained it being the new wolf's name would he think back to when he said she could choose the name of the new wolf pup. He supposed he could admire that she had been thinking about it since then and, in doing so, the Elf would let out a quiet chuckle.\"Sorrel it is then.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You might need to lead the way, I don't know where I'm going to be honest.\" She began to follow the footsteps, it was the least she could do at the moment. Maybe it would lead her back to camp, or they could possibly just get lost. She figured Terrell would stop her if she went off course though. It probably would've been more detrimental to him than to the vampires, after all she lived in woods anyway. \n\n\"If I ever learn how to bless an object with magic, would you like one that allows you to speak to animals? Or should I keep the crazy talk to myself?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would move forward a bit to catch up with her, coming to walk at the Vampiress' pace as he'd continue on the path they were already on.\"Not too far from here.\"He'd say, angling his head to the path while continuing on the trail.\n\nHe'd listen to her asking him if he'd want an object blessed with the ability to speak to animals. She could bless objects? The Elf did suppose some magic had its perks, this one seemingly allowing permanent ability to speak with the animals.\"I wouldn't mind it.\"He'd say in a more thoughtful tone as if considering always being able to talk to animals. The Elf wondered if removing the object would turn it off just as easily. It would have at least been a better help for Manon seeing as she wasn't completely sure how to properly speak to animals without magic." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll do my best to find out if such a thing is possible. I'm not entirely sure if I can though.\" Manon continued to move forward until they finally reached their camp. First she walked over to her things and began to pack them up neatly into a bag. It was very unlikely that they would rest here again. A part of her wondered what meal Okapi would make for them today, hopefully he wouldn't try and trick them into eating meat or anything. Maybe she should hide the meat just in case. \n\n\"I had fun, except for. Being snatched from my sleep.\" She said while she dug up her umbrella, dusting the dirt from the handle before holding it against her shoulder." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Terrel would come to the edge of the camp, leaning against one of the trees around the area as he watched Manon.\"If you don't want to get snatched from your sleep, don't sleep so heavily. Your magic attacks would have only done so much if a group came and just carried you off without you knowing. Could have ended waking up somewhere completely random.\"\n\nWith that he'd turn his head away a bit, seemingly going back to his earlier watch of the horizon while the others had been sleeping. His wolves would gradually walk back into the camp, sniffing around as if expecting a new scent to fill the air." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Or just find another way to not scare me.\" She walked over to the elf before sitting beside him. She didn't really know what else to do, she lost her basket along the road, so picking plants didn't seem all too worth her while anymore. Maybe a few for a snack but nothing worth selling until she obtained a new one once they reach the city. \n\n\"Suppose we wait for our reckless Okapi to wake up from his sleep, don't we?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The Ursinoid found herself stalking through the forests of Kadho, hunting for something to eat. She wasn't too hungry yet, but it would take time to catch and prepare something. Thankfully, now that spring was finally here, the trees and plants had regained much of their green leaves and colorful flowers. While Sonja was by no means small, it still made hunting that much easier than it might have been otherwise.\n\nBut as the large Beastkin carefully moved through the trees, being sure not upset any plants or leaves, a strangely similar sent caught her attention! She paused, sniffing the her for a moment, before turning in the direction it seemed to have drifted from. Surely it couldn't be what she thought it was, right? Determined to get to the bottom of this, Sonja temporarily abandoned her quest for food, instead pursing this strange smell that had piqued her interest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Besides the grass and faint smells of prey items, a pair of very distinguished, yet distant scents wafted on the wind. Vague as they were, the general idea was easy to pick of what these things were. What smelled of produce and metal, and another that smelled like blood, scales, and leather. Only shortly did she has to travel before she came across what mightve been believed to be the source of the smells. \n\nThere was a huge... Ass... Dragon. Just, laying in the grass, sleeping away. While it was already abnormal and quite frightening for such a beast to be sleeping out here, there is another thing that blatantly stood out; a leather saddle strapped over its back. Looked to be handcrafted, with all sorts of designs etched into the Hide exterior. Strangely, the beast seemed to be alone out here... Though surely the rider wasn't far off, and by the smells, she was already here." }, { "from": "human", "value": "As the Ursinoid huntress laid eyes on the massive scaly beast, she froze in place. What the heck was that?! It looked totally foreign to Sonja, who had never heard of dragons before, let alone seen one in person. Not wanting to take her chances with this particularly tough looking creature, the Beastkin bear was about to call it quits and return to her previous scavenging. But something caught her attention: the saddle.\n\nApparently, the imposing monster was domesticated? Sonja found that hard to believe, but it seemed they weren't alone. Yes, that familiar scent was stronger here. Perhaps they were even this beast's rider? How curious.\n\nKeeping a watchful brown eye on the sleeping dragon, the Ursinoid took a moment to separate these strange scents. There was fresh grass, scales, leathers, blood... Perhaps the monster had had a meal and was passive for the moment? Sonja could only hope. Then, she smelled it again! She slowly began to follow the scent, careful not to disturb the sleeping dragon as she searched the nearby forest for its presumed rider." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "The scent was right on the other side of the beast, it seemed! She was so close, and so careful yet... Careful as she was to sneak around the beast, it left a cold huff out from its mouth, and it's piercing orange eyes opened up. It glared at Sonja as she tip-toed across before lifting its head and letting this Louis rumble out from within its breast. It seemed ready to defend itself, and presumably it's rider too, but it didn't quite act yet. Furthermore, it simply laid there in patient waiting, before another sound piped up from below the wing on the other side of the beast.\n\n\"Shhh, shut up, if it's another fox I'm going to smack you.\" The voice mumbled in Run rant from below the wing.\nA language that unfortunately, Sonja did not know. But a voice that she likely recognized. The voice - and specifically that Thick Mention accent of a certain dog.\nA dog who, despite the current circumstances, did not at all seem even remotely concerned with the current happenings. She didn't even leave from below the wing of the beast, instead opting to try to go back to sleep." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The scent was right on the other side of the beast, it seemed! She was so close, and so careful yet... Careful as she was to sneak around the beast, it left a cold huff out from its mouth and it's piercing orange eyes opened up. It glared at Sonja as she tip-toed across before lifting its head and letting this loooow rumble out from within it's breast. It seemed ready to defend itself, and presumably it's rider too, but it didn't quite act yet. It simply laid there in patient waiting, before another sound piped up from below the wing on the other side of the beast. \"Ssshhhh, shut up, if it's another fox I'm going to smack you.\" The voice mumbled in Runrant from below the wing. A language that unfortunately, Sonja did not know. But a voice that she likely recognized. The voice - and specifically that Thick Mentian accent of a certain dog. A dog who, despite the current circumstances, did not at all seem even remotely concerned with the current happenings. She didn't even leave from below the wing of the beast, instead opting to try to go back to sleep.\n\nSonja froze as the beast awakened. She could see—and feel—its piercing orange eyes fixed on her. That Really Didn't seem. Her fight or flight instinct was kicking in now, and given the truly massive size of the scaly beast, Sonja wasn't sure even her large greataxe would do anything against it. But before the Ursinoid could make good on her flight, a familiar voice wafted through the air, though the words themselves were meaningless to Sonja.\n\nBetween the scent and the voice, there was no more doubt in her mind. But rather than try to confirm it visually, Sonja chose to stay still, perhaps worried about what the scale covered monster might do.\n\n\"...Carlyn!\" The Ursinoid half whispered, half hissed. \"...It's Sonja. Are you under there? What is this... Thing?\" She wasn't sure what to call it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Carly's response was immediate, and her code switching kicked in almost instantaneously to Hawaiian.\n\"Sonja?! Whey-\"\n\nThe brown haired kimono pushed her way out from under the wing of the dragon, who protested with a groan and almost smacked Carly with her wing, though eventually lifted it up and let her free. Without word, Carly lunged forward into Sonja (complete with damn near losing her footing, she was already on the move before even standing up) and giving her this great big hug - as big as she could manage on a woman much bigger than she was.\n\n\"What are you doing here?! I-I hadn't thought I'd see you for months to come! But-like, y-.\"\nCarly reached up and stepped back, placing her hands against Sonja's arms to take a good look at her. The dog looked as happy as ever, if not more than usual.\n\"You're here! You're here, in my home, and not at that... Stupid little village we were holed in!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "To Sonja's surprise, Carlyn emerged from under the monster's wing without injury. She was relieved this creature hadn't been planning to eat her friend. Before the Ursinoid even had time to react, the friendly dog had pulled her into a great big big hug! Sonja remained rigid at first, almost awkwardly so. She wasn't used to being hugged. It was a foreign sensation, but warm. Perhaps it would have also been easier to relax if not for the large scaly beast lurking just yonder.\n\n\"I... Well... Yes.\" Sonja affirmed with a nod, one of her brown bear ears twitching. The serious bear even managed a faint smile at the sight of her happy friend. Sonja seemed about as big as she had been before, and while she still dressed rather plainly, it was clear their lucrative escapades as a mercenary group had helped her acquire better gear.\n\n\"Work brought me this way.\" That was one way to put it. \"And... I heard there was good fish here.\" She cautiously explained, before reaching out to give Carlyn a gentle pat on the head, ruffling her ears. \"...How have you been? Who's the giant lizard?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She appreciated the pat on her head, before backing away and giving a thoughtful nod about seeking work. Truthbetold, she had come back home to make a bit of money whilst their duties in Tellemuiler were on standby. She hadn't wanted to sit around all day waiting for the call to action, and clearly Sonja hadn't been inclined to, either.\nInterestingly, Carly dressed quite Differently Than she had when in the village. Most of the time, she wore nothing short of 'rich people' clothing. Probably all her best stuff from home. She made her appearance, particularly any sort of 'cute' factor stand out. It was either that, or the exact opposite, with her reinforced full faille armor on. But here in the middle of the damn woods? Scotty tunic, rugged pants, and no shoes. Almost looked homeless, funny enough.\n\n\"La'Vera, my pet. I'm surprised you don't remember, this is the dragon we saved almost half a year ago now. He's quite obedient... Usually. But he's also good company when I'm out in the woods.\"\n\nCarly started speaking at the beast in Run rant again, holding out her hand and walking towards it. The beast lowered it's head and let her pat its snout with a huff.\nHer head turned back over her shoulder, giving Sonja a bright smile and saying, \"I've been quite good, actually! I came back home to make money at the shop again. Besides that, I've just been enjoying sleeping in my own bed again. Even if being back here is temporary, I'm enjoying it. And, yeah! The fish here is incredible! No surprise, this is a port town after all, but in my opinion the ones that go through the rivers out here are better than any of the ocean fish.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "He urged the horse to go find a good place to do a test run, so far so good now all he have to do is kick the horse a lil harder than usual to send them running hopefully not too far away from their original location, he kicks the horse abit more than lightly and tensed once the run starts.\n\nScreaming silently he quickly pulled back the reigns and the two stop, he's shaking slightly he's not really used to the whole riding a horse but he didn't think he'd be shaking like a leaf over a little speed.\n\nIf this is gonna be the fastest way to go around he'll have to get use to it, and shaking like a leaf while and gripping the reign like it was his lifeline is not helping him make his case." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would give his horse a light tap, going off into an easy stride across the field, while he would glance over to see Nylon starting and stopping nervously atop the horse.\"The horse can tell when you're nervous.\"He'd say back to him.\"Just relax. Let him stretch out his legs.\"The Elf would get his horse to turn back around, trotting back over to Nylon's side.\"Gotta take some risk. Surely this isn't any worse than the stuff you do regularly.\"He'd say with a quizzical expression or at least as quizzical as what showed of his face would allow." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He turned to Terrel with a peeved look \"I'm just not use to this kinda risk, it's fine when i know what I'm doing.\" He relaxed once his heartbeat stop being so loud and his jitters stop being noticeable \"I don't know what to do here so unless i know what the odds of me surviving are I'm gonna be very scared of any move i make till i get a big picture of what I'm doing\" He has taken risk before yes but he knew some of the consequences of those this though he's very much unprepared for what's to come, he still didn't fancy dying somewhere he doesn't recognize let alone dying to something like getting bucked by a horse and landing on a very hard rock." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"At the rate you're going at, walking normally would be faster.\"He'd say, bringing his horse to an eventual stop.\"Would it make you feel better if I tied their leads together?\"Terrell would say. At any rate, he could at least get this horse to move in pace with him, doubting Nylon would attempt to get off while they were moving anyway. Just getting some experience at a faster pace was all that was needed really. As long as they could keep that up, they'll be able to cross the relatively flat terrain easily." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"I prefer walking till then, I'm not ready for speeding with a horse till i feel like I'm ready, and yes it'll make me feel better if you tied their leads together at least i won't have to go the wrong path and get lost\" He confessed, this is a very new change he's not opposed to it but he is still very much terrified he prays to whoever god is listening to give him a break from bad luck for a while so he won't have to face anything untoward in his travels till the main mission." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Terrell would slip down from his horse, grabbing each of their leads and tying the two together.\"I'll be right back.\"He'd say, heading off towards the stable building. A few moments would pass again before he'd return.\"Alright let's go.\"He'd say, climbing back up onto his horse's back. The Elf would give the horse a kick to the side, bringing him into a much swifter trot which in turn soon forced Nylon's to move along in pace with him.\"I'll condemn you to that horse until you've gotten used to it. Otherwise, we'll be wasting daylight.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Dang it\" He curses at the fact he'll be stuck on the horse till he learns, he tensed again when they start moving though trying to relax as to not disturb the ride, at least he'll get over the fear over sometime and hopefully it won't be very long.\n\n\"So where we heading next?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Next up Mara.\"He'd say, repeating the second of the three cities he once listed out to the Wood Elf.\"Try checking the map if that'll distract you any. There may be a few cities between here and there.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Kadho's port was always a busy place. It was a never-ending flow of motion, from deckhands to captains, port hands and fleet attendants, all trying to manage their own individual cargo and ships. It was never, ever quiet, not even in the darkest hours of the night and Especially Not the earliest hours of the morning. In came a ship adorned with the Cydonian crest upon its sail, a first rate caravel carrying several bushels of crop and a dozen or so crates filled with cold, hard money from across the sea. For many days now, the S.S. Sinker - unfortunate she be named - has been further upshore trading with Mentian militants - armor and spears for coin and crops, so that they may be used to purchase more spears and armor to sell to the militants once again. This was the cycle of trade that all in Kadho had become used to, and that na'er changed when war came knocking on their doorstep.\n\n[ [The Port Town of Kadho](< ]\n\nAmong those on the port was a familiar Kemonomimi, who's brown hair and hazel eyes glistened light within the morning rays. In the past few years, she had gotten accustomed to the life of a sailing manager. Ever since she left her contract in Upper Mentia, she had returned home and purchased a trading ship impulsively to further her parents business along in the world and make more of a name for herself. It had suited her quite well.\n\nAn older man disboarded the ship from the plank, carrying with him a wooden board with several sheets of paper tacked to it. This list was handed to his superior, who looked over and then gave her thumbs-up of approval.\n\"Fits the bill to me, Cap'n,\" She said, \"Glad you made it back in one piece.\"\n\nThe Captain laughed.\n\"'Course, wouldn't be the ole' Sinker if it sank! Bahahha!\"\n\nCarlyn sometimes regretted giving it that name, but she smiled and laughed with him anyways. When their short interaction came to a close, Captain Moorse returned up the plank the begin giving orders to him men where to take each crate of goods. Most of the coin and all the crop would be transported to the Kadho General Store further upshore, but a portion of which remained on the ship to line the pockets of the sailors aboard. They all seemed happy to finally be back where their families were, and with money to buy them drinks. Even Carlyn felt pleased with the outcome, and always did. It felt good to make an old sailor smile.\n\nAs for the girl herself, she stayed upon the port and called orders to the deckhands that brought her goods. When she had the chance, a line was drawn through with a pen to indicate each piece of good that came off the ship. It was the best way for her to keep track of what she had made over the course of a venture, and as per always, it was Quite Well. Even if none of the money would go directly to her, it was still more than enough to put a smile on her face." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia had never been on a ship before. It didn't take a genius to figure out that he wasn't familiar with ports either.\n\nNevertheless, here he wandered. He had heard there was a ship ran by the Colonial merchant family, and he knew one girl by that name. An old friend, who he had not visited in quite some time.\n\nStanding out with his fresh white cloak, polished but not shined shoes, and silver hair and golden eyes that could sell for the precious metals themselves was the mercenary. He looked around, attempting to find a short, brown dog, perhaps with a spear on her back.\n\nEventually, he would spot her, and would wave.\n\n\"Carly! Long time no see!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "No spear rested upon her back.\nT'was clear that she had laid combat to the wayside in favor of returning to her previous life. Yet her family crest itself was of a spear and an apple, so perhaps, she hadn't laid down the spear itself after all. A new form of aid and guidance enters the life of those who leave their previous ones behind, and that was no different for the young woman.\n\nHer ears twitched at the sound of her name being called, not for it being her name - no. She had heard her name so many dozens or hundreds of times in a day that it actually grew tiresome.\nNo, it was the tone of the voice that said it. That voice.\n\nShe looked over to Livio and her soft smile beamed to a greater one. He was met with probably a bit more Carlyn than he was anticipating, because she wordlessly damn near Tackled Him. He probably was more than capable of holding her weight, but it was still fairly unexpected.\n\n...Or, was it?\nThis was Carlyn, after all.\nShe's just as peppy as ever.\n\n\"Hi, hi!\" She quickly interjected, reeling back and taking a look at his face. It was clear she had a lot going on in her head. \"Uhm... Uhm, uh, NIKLAUS!\"\nSorry for screaming that in your face Livio. Carlyn just as quickly let go and spun around, calling again much louder, \"NIIIKKLAAAAAUUUSSSAAAAA!\"\n\nA young deckhand came damn near Barreling Down the plank to his supervisor, raising his hand in a salute.\n\"YES, MA'AM, CARLYN... SIR... MA'AM!\"\n\n...There was so much going on, it was a lot to take in." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia's usual smug smile was on his face, though his eyes widened in surprise as the dog practically threw herself at him like a javelin. His arms wrapped around in order to hold her as the force of the blow sent him several steps backward.\n\n\"Woah! Someone's excited to see me. How has the dog been?\"\n\nHis hair blasted back as Carly accidentally screamed in his face like a howling wind. Regardless, he was undeterred, as a hand reached up on her head to ruffle her ears, something he hadn't done in quite some time.\n\n\"Seems like you've been building up quite the business, eh?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "She handed the paperwork to the boy as a hand felt between her ears. It was just as much a refreshing experience for her as it was for him. She missed it. And, well, she had missed him.\n\n\"Fit the bills and steadfast. You're two minutes behind, go! Go, off ya' go!\" Carlyn shoo'd off the deckhand with her paperwork and turned to face Livio again. It took everything in her power not to jump him again. \n\n\"Never not busy!\" She replied, \"Great, never better actually! I've always got something to work towards. It's been building my crew as of late. I've become a pretty skilled manager of my own vessel! She's beautiful, isn't she?\" \n\nA hand pointed at the craft. It was a mighty fine vessel for sure, made of sturdy planks of an unspecified material and built to last. It was dwarfed by many of the other galleons at the port but for a first trading vessel, the caravel made quite damn well. She looked extremely proud of it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"So you're building your own little kingdom over here, huh? Looks like they listen well.\"\n\nThe words were followed by more head pats, getting every little detail between her ears. He took a look at the ship as Carly pointed towards it; it was surely impressive to him. While not as large as the other galleons, Carly didn't start out as a maritime trader. His vision soon funneled once he saw the vessel's name though, his forehead scrunching up as squinted, trying to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating.\n\n\"Does that say... The S. S Sinker?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Eh... Well... I... Thought it was funny, and it's certainly earned me a reputation.\"\n\nAll of her confidence had been crushed with that simple detail. Her face was a bit red with embarrassment, and she quickly turned the conversation away from her ship. With head turned away to avoid eye contact, she took his wrist in hand and started walking. \n\n\"C'mon. If we don't get outta here Captain Moorse is gonna start asking if we're married and then it'll gett awkward. Let's catch up while we walk, okay?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I imagine. Well, it hasn't lived up to its name yet. Hope it never does.\"\n\nThe head pats got more intense as Carly turned red, then stopped as she took his wrist. Despite her smaller size and strength, Livia allowed himself to be dragged along; at least initially. He soon walked alongside her, though he wasn't sure where they were going.\n\n\"Well, you Are Grabbing my wrist. Plus, that's not so bad after all, is it? Seemed like you missed me a lot too.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her hand naturally slid from his wrist and into his own. They were just walking without purpose, it seemed. Walking did help talking - at least, Carlyn believed. Every now and again, the girl would wave to a man or woman upon a ship or running crates with a short but friendly greeting. \n\n\"I totally did not, I just like my friends! I don't get to see them much cause everyone's always busy. Haven't seen Sonja or Sivne since I left Upper Mentia, and I haven't seen you since you last came to visit. So it's been a while and I get excited.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "He certainly didn't expect Carly to slip her hand into his. For only being friends, she sure was being affectionate. Maybe it was just that dog in her.\n\n\"Oh, those two are doing just fine as well. They recently offed Aachen, if you haven't heard. I imagine you got busy due to the business, since war is running the economy. So I decided to visit since you were in port.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Good to hear. I felt kind of bad leaving them when I did but... I had my reasons.\" The girl replied, but shook her head and added, \"I'm glad they got what they wanted. They deserve it, for all the hard work they've put in. I should visit them sometime in the near future.\"\n\nThen a nod was offered to his second statement.\n\"I appreciate it. It's very rare I get visitors because all of my friends are super busy themselves. As much as I'd like to say I'm busy, I'm really not. My little sis' manages the store in my steed, and I spend most of my working hours managing my crew. Only thing is, my crew spends a week in Kadho and three overseas. I end up spending a lot of time kickin' dirt. Can't leave 'cause of the war, can't work 'cause my crews out. It gets lonely.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia failed to mention that doing so had risked the fall of Upper Media had Allay not been the one who orchestrated it. Now the country was unified under Waltham... But his hometown was safe so it didn't matter much.\n\n\"I can bring you along anytime. Just send me a letter or something.\"\n\nA comforting squeeze would be given as Carly laid out her situation. There were certainly dry spells for his own work as well, but she seemed to be stuck between two difficult responsibilities. Not that he was familiar with that word.\n\n\"Maybe I should visit more often. Should we get something to eat maybe?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hummnnn... Mnhnnn... Sure! There's a place that broils and grills seafood near here. They make a masterful lobster plate. It's expensive but... I'll pay! Or, well, my parents will. They've gotten so rich lately they hardly notice a tab on their bank.\" Carlyn replied with a pleased nod and a giggle at the rhetoric. \n\nShe took lead once again and pulled him into the sidestreets and off the port. Seems she knew where she was going, and was eager to go as well." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sounds good! Though, what's a 'lobster'?\"\n\nLivia had only ever heard of a lobster. Apparently it was something from the sea, a fish but not a fish, with a bright red she'll like a scorpion with claws like gigantic shears. He wasn't sure how it tasted, only eating land animals his entire life.\n\n\"Oh please, it's been payday after payday for me! I can pay too.\"\n\nLike before, Livia found himself being dragged as if Carly was on a leash, and he was holding it." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"It's like... A big crawdad, or shrimp. Very light flavor. Or, well, I think. I've never had a lobster either, I've just heard good things.\"\n\nEventually, after really not that far of a walk, Carlyn had led them to a small but wealthy looking portside bar. \n\n\"My treat, Livio. For coming all this way. Let me pay, okay?\" Carlyn requested as she finally let go of his hand and walked inside, holding the door for him." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I don't know what those are either-\"\n\nWell, there was no stopping Carly. He knew how stubborn she could get. And he was easily swayed as well. Plus, she knew the area. Carly would be his guide for the day.\n\n\"Alright, you want to flex all your wealth on a mere like me.\"\n\nHis smile widened as he teased the dog, and made sure to keep the door open with his hand as he walked in." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The two were tended by a charismatic waiter, of whom Carlyn bantered with for a few moments with. Seems she was just as friendly with the locals as she was with everyone else. They even knew each other by name - or rather, Michael and Ms. Cydonia. Seems she's on the hot plate of reputation for her business growth. It was nice to see.\n\n\"Hush, Livio. Let me spoil you a litle bit, okay?\" Carlyn shot as they were seated, giving a playful punch at his shoulder. She was smiling just as brightly as Livio. \n\nPaper menus were offered to them with various different items written across. Carlyn took a small look over the menu but already knew what she wanted, and so with waving tail she waited patiently for Livio to make his choice so they could resume chatting." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You've made quite the name for yourself.\"\n\nCarly's fist would meet a rock for a shoulder under his cloak. Seems like he's been working overtime. Livia looked at the menu, intrigued by the options. Shrimp, crab, fish... All of this was foreign to him. Except for fish. He had eaten them from rivers before.\n\nWhat caught his eye though was something called \"Surf and Turf\". A steak __and__ lobster? He wasn't sure what lobster was, but the menu made it sound delicious. And he loved steak.\n\n\"Have you ever had Surf and Turf? Is it good?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Huh?\" \nCarlyn took another look at her menu with a disgruntled hum. She should have gotten that. Steak And Lobster? Man. She frowned a bit.\n\n\"Looks good... I should've gotten it, I like steak too. Oh well.\" \n\nA sigh escaped her mouth as she came to terms with what was. She'd live with just lobster. Or steal steak from Livio. Either worked." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Don't worry, I'll give you some meat.\"\n\nIn response to her frown and sigh, she would once again feel hands ruffling her hair and ears.\n\n\"I'm not familiar with lobster, so I thought I'd get something I'm familiar with as well.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Her face and ears perked at the agreement to pass her some, and she smiled at Livio. \n\n\"I'll buy you... Something! Dunno what but I'll make it up to you, okay?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Haha, I'll take you up on that!\"\n\nAfter they ordered, bread would come first, which Livia would happily indulge in. He cut one warm roll open, spreading a generous portion of butter over it.\n\n\"How'd you get that crew of yours? They seem loyal.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"They came with the ship. Quite a sink of money, it was. The Captain, Palmer Moorse, has been sailing for decades now, and the crew has worked under him for most of their lives. His sons and daughters of the sea. They've been under my management for about two years now, around the time I left Mentia and came back home. It was an impulsive buy buuuut it all worked out in the end.\"\n\nCarlyn seemed to be fairly happy about her situation a crew, and spoke of them well.\nHer eyes, however, did not leave Livio's plate. She wondered how in the hell his food got to him first, since he had more." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia did wonder how his food got here first. Perhaps they were just treating him because he was new? Regardless, he too looked at his food. Well-seared steak paired with a buttery lobster tail cracked open.\n\n\"That's a lobster? Why is it missing a head? Does it swim like a fish?\"\n\nLivia took his fork and knife, sinking the tines into the beef, then slicing the steak open to reveal a juicy pink center. He took the first bite slowly, chewing in order to savor the flavor.\n\n\"MMH, that's good!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Carlyn quietly and very slowly reached her hand over to his lobster to try picking off a piece for herself to see if he would comment on it. She had her own coming, she was just... Limit testing, we'll say.\nShe's got a small smile on her face and her gaze was cast off towards the other side of the room.\n\nLittle thief." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "His eyes were sharp, and he didn't miss a detail. He saw Carly's slow attempt at going for the lobster, but did nothing. Instead, he proceeded to cut another slice of steak. Her hand would almost reach the lobster, before finding the juicy, delicious meat in her mouth.\n\n\"If you wanted it, you could have asked.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Mphmh.\"\n\nCarlyn looked back to Livio, her face was pleased with the steak.\nChew, chew... Swallow.\n\n\"That's... Just as good as it looked!\" She said with a happy smile, and then her own food finally come.\n\"Thank you, Livio. You're really sweet, you know that?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I said I'd give you some steak wouldn't I?\"\n\nLivia took his fork back as Carly's dish came, offering a smile.\n\n\"How couldn't I be for someone as cute as yourself?\"\n\nHe cut into the buttery lobster, separating the shell from the meat with a pop, then made sure the meat was soaked in butter before taking a bite.\n\n\"Woah, that's good! I definitely should visit more often-\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Oh, I know what you're doing here.\" Myhan rubs his chin with piqued dacademic interest, the scholar buried within every 2 century old giant awakened. \n\n\"You forgo a weapon to focus on applying a somatic component to your spell with hand gestures, allowing you to more precisely direct your spells, designate targets, and also hasten the speed and widen the range of your spell. Thereotically speaking, if you can heighten your speed enough, you can forgo a sword entirely to strike. I usually see this more with aeromancers, but this works as well... One theory I have is that blah blah blah...\"\n\nAs Myhan and Garuda went on and on about magic, it was only when Cuo awoke that the titan had noticed she had even slept at all. Sighing, Myhan was about to say something before suddenly, he stalled as a thought came to mind. With a twinkle in his eye and winking at Garuda, he then proceeded to cough very conspiciously to get her attention while she was still disoriented.\n\n\"Had a nice dream? Good timing, because the shop is about to close! Shame about the pastries you ordered though.\" Myhan made sure to mock sigh to sell it to the hapless girl." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "G-\"I actually am an Necromancer. My specialties are the Artifice and Aero schools. They used to call me 'The Steel Raven' back in the day. And you are correct. It's more nimble than a sword, yet slashes just as effectively...\"\n\n\"Huh? Closing??!!\"\n\nCUO sat up straight, awake, and Garuda turned to her. If she were human, a sly smile would have appeared on her face.\n\n\"Yep, you got 5 minutes.\"\n\nThe mage looked at Mahan, then at Garuda. Just how long had they been talking about magic? Did she pass out for that long? In a rush, CUO began chowing down on the few remaining pastries, washing it down with half a cup of coffee, earning more strange looks from the people in the store." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "His fork was set down for a moment to attack her ears with headpats and rubs in this moment of weakness before returning to his lobster. It was delicious, unlike anything he ever had. Sure, it didn't have the flavor of steak, but it was delicate, buttery and umami in its own right. However, his attention was split between that and Carlyn's reaction. The way she shyly looked away was simply adorable.\n\n\"I didn't think it could taste this good! Especially with how it looks.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"MHN, yeah, agreed. This is fantastic.\" The dog replied, taking another swift bite of her lobster, Seems she had totally forgotten about her embarrassment and was just enjoying the situation for what it was; head pats and lobster. What a great day." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"So you've never had lobster before? You're family's rich as hell now, so why haven't you had it?\"\n\nAnother bite of the lobster was taken, and then the steak. The two flavors merged wonderfully together. A piece of steak was offered to Carlyn once more on his fork." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Uhh... Well, it's not My Money to spend, mostly. Plus I've just never thought about it. Guess this is just a special occasion?\"\n\nCarly smiled at Livia and then chomp, another bite of steak with a happy wag and a grin." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, but it's a well just wishing to be spent, isn't it? Hm, what about this...\"\n\nLivio cut up some lobster and steak as well as a roll. Both cuts of meat were placed in the roll, making an impromptu surf and turf sandwich.\n\n\"Want the first bite?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was a hard consideration to make... Not. Eagerly, the dog leaned in for the first bite and awaited the offer with a happy tail and perked ears. She was certainly eager to try something new, especially as an offering. Made her felt special." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Say aaaaaaahhh-\"\n\nAssuming Carlyn opened her mouth, she would be greeted by a holy combination of buttered bread, steak, and lobster. But that was not all; his fingers grazed her lips as she took a bite. And he wiped the corner of her mouth after she was done.\n\n\"How was it?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was the type of bite that mixed perfect taste, a kind gesture, and a gentle voice that nearly knocked her straight out. She physically recoiled, albeit slightly, from the stimulus overload. \n\nThe food was swallowed with a cough and her hand came up to cover her mouth. Seems she needed a moment to take it all in. \n\n\"That-... That was too good...\" She mumbled. \"Thank you.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "To add to the stimuli, headpats were given as well, the mercenary paying special attention to her ears. She was cute when being teased.\n\n\"No problem, it's your reward for being such a good girl, inviting me over and all.\"\n\nLivio proceeded to consume the food normally, enjoying the mixed flavors of land and sea." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"High, stop, stop. Too many compliments, Livia.\" Carly griped, though she seemed to be enjoying the attention. \n\nLord only knew what being called a 'good girl' did to her.\n\nShe tried eating her lobster in peace but expected Livia to keep petting her anyway." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"But you're cute when you react like that!\"\n\nLivio did indeed keep petting her ears, alternating his hand between a utensil and her head. He occassionally fed her part of his steak as well." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Am not.\" She huffed and pouted between bites of food, \"You're lucky I like you as much as I do.\"\n\nShe was still clearly grinning though, especially after she finished her little complaint." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "The elf stares as Yakaiyo annihilates her, eyes wide in surprise at the speed and fury in which she devoured her food. Snapping out of the shock as she speaks, his expression breaking into a burst of laughter.\n\n\"No no, it's alright. I take it as a compliment, so if you want keep going.\"\n\nThe elf then takes his own seat at the table for two. Glancing down at his bowl and picking up his set of chopsticks. It was a little awkward in his grasp, though whether that was due to his injury or inexperience wasn't known. He takes a large portion of noodles, slurping them up in one foul swoop before tasting his garnishes. Setting his utensils down as he lifts the bowl itself, drinking the deliciously hot broth.\n\"Ah~ Nothing like a hot soup to warm the body...\"\n\nHe glances up from his meal to the Trenton, pausing for a moment.\n\"Not much. Most of this I got from the market while you were in the bath... And I suppose it wasn't, but cooking up a good treat for a friend of mine is worth it.\"\n\nHe smiled lightly, then reaching over to take a pot sticker of few. Glaring suspiciously at the bowl of rice after finishing, wondering how in the hell people ate rice with chopsticks." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, if it's a compliment, I guess I'll continue.\"\n\nSakai continues on to the chicken along with the beef, and picks up a bowl of rice along the way. Though, Horace can see a smile form upon him calling her a friend. His mental question would soon be answered, as Sakai effortlessly chows down on the chicken and rice, the soft, succulent, tender meat being consumed at rates faster than a swarm of locusts could eradicate a field of wheat.\n\nMid way through eating, the Breton stops and looks at Horace looking at the bowl of rice.\n\n\"What's wrong?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"If you can offer any, I would be in your debt. Are you a local, madam?\"\nShe asked, a pleasant lilt underlying her tone, reciprocating with a gentle smile as she fully lowered her guard. A short whistle and a click of her tongue would summon her horse closer, taking him by the reigns and leading him along." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Local? I guess you could say that.\" The dwarf put a hand to her chin as she thought of how to explain without taking an entire day to do so. \"I'm a traveler, though I did grow up in these mountains. I know my way around here.\" She turned, swiveling on her black boots and stretching her arms out. \"I came prepared with this thick coat, but to be honest it's making me kinda uncomfortable. Keokuk knows I'll freeze if I take it off.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "A moment's thought on the weather slowed her gait, breathing the icy air in deep, feeling it chill her lungs as she breathed out slowly. Her smile widened, nostalgia bristling at her vividly. The knight gave a low, pleasant chuckle and nodded, patting the saddle of her horse as she replied\n\"You're welcome to take a rest while we walk, this fellow has had enough rest already.\"\nThe mention of Kejomuj, the blacksmith god, piqued her interest quickly. Being surrounded by Irtutian nobles, desperately clinging to their Silnarian roots despite the capital's neglect of their holdings would make any person tired of their rituals. While Elias respected the pantheon, her adventures had connected her with far too many other faiths to dedicate herself to the religion of her exilers.\n\"One of the cloth, hm? Or is it custom to take His name around these parts?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Custom around these parts.? This is Praia, miss. Homeland of the dwarves.\" \nBeyond being the blacksmith god, Keokuk was the lord of the dwarves, the benevolent benefactor of their people who blessed them with the Caverns. Even if M'Rey had not been born to her father, as devout a believer as he was, she would still have been a savant no matter what dwarves family she came from.\n\"It ain't custom where I'm goin' for sure, but I'll never miss givin' him the respects necessary.\" \nHer eyes shut as she walked closer to the horse. \"I won't miss ya offer on that, I can admit I'm a little slower compared to most trekkers.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"So I'm special to you then?\"\n\nHe spotted a grin form despite her words, which incited a smirk from Livio. He turned away slightly as he took yet another bite." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"If you want to believe it, sure.\" Carly replied, giving him a taste of his own teasing medicine. She's got a smirk on her face from that one." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Ok ok. If I'm not that special then it means I should take the rest of this steak for myself then, right?\"\n\nLivio rotated his plate so that the steak would be further away from Carlyn, while also moving his shoulder in the way." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's unfair.\"\n\nCarly gave another pouting look, and once more took her fork and reached across the table once more to get a bite for herself. She's expecting Livia's retaliation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"But I got the steak!\"\n\nCarlyn's fork would be deflected by Livio's, and another hand wraps around her shoulder and grabs it softly, yet firmly, effectively stopping her from turning as he tried to immobilize her.\n\n\"Say I'm special and I'll give you some.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Carly's eyes met Livia's in a moment of both panic and embarrassment. She couldn't pull away - not respectfully, anyway. And besides, that's not what she wanted.\n\nThere was a brief moment of hesitation, before she finally gave him what he wanted.\n\"You're... Special.\"\n\n. . .\n\n\"... In the head.\"\n\nSmug little cunt turned her embarrassment around on him with a sly little grin." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Stepping upon the hard dirt road that makes up many of the towns streets, she walks along the cobble stone sidewalk and enters the breadshop through the open door. Within the shop, the smell of cooked bread hangs in the air thick like molasses. Light streams in from the open door and through a large window, which has shutters upon it halfway closed. There's a large counter in front of her, and racks of bread lining the walls - what looks to be the finest bread is located on the other side of the counter. The counter is made of wood, and the rotund man leaning upon it looks middle aged and slightly bored. He perks up upon someone entering and puts on a false smile as he says \"Welcome to my bread shop! What can I get you today?\" There's a door behind the counter that's closed, and another that would likely lead out to the communal bakery area." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As June made her way into the bakery, her senses would be flooded with the smell of bread. It was a nice scent, one that was new, rich, and refreshing compared to the smells she was more used to. Jace paced the room, investigating around the shop as he tried to find the source of the strong smell while June would make her way up to the counter at the greeting from the man behind it.\"Thank you... I was... Just wondering if I could have some... Sweet bread...\"June said in her normally quiet tone. Instead of focusing too long on the man, her eyes would travel to the rest of the shop, mostly falling upon the bread that lined the walls to which the sight alone was enough to cause her tail to give a calm wag. Oh, how long has she had bread that seemed so fresh? She was not quite sure, but despite it, she couldn't help but feel the rekindled memories of such a treat." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He pushes himself off the counter and walks over to one of the top-most racks nearby, pulling down a loaf of bread that seems especially golden compared to the other ones. Plopping it down onto the counter, even from here the smell is quite sweet. The man eyes the jackal and then states with a slight hint of fear in his tone \"We don't accept animals in this establishment... If you could get him out here I'll be willing to do business.\" The loaf is small, about the size of someones forearm - but it's likely far higher quality then anything else she's ever seen before. If she gets jackal out of the establishment she will discover that the loaf coasts roughly 25 silver, pricey for a piece of bread but clearly this is something special - and deserving of such a cost." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"O... Oh...\"She said, gazing down at Jace. Her tail had gone still for a bit as the man had asked her to remove the Jackal from the building. It was the first time she had found herself not being allowed to keep Jace in a building. Perhaps Media was simply different as such or maybe the man simply didn't like animals. June would give a click of her tongue to get Jace's attention and guide him over to her as she would take him back to the entrance way. As she would reach the door, June would allow for Jackal to eagerly run back outside only to realize that June wasn't following him which had caused him to return to door with a look of confusion.\"Just wait here for now Jace...\"She whispered to him, giving a pat atop his head.\"I'll be right back...\"Closing the door, she could make out the sounds of Jace trying to scratch at it, letting out a series of barks to be let back in. June would turn her head away for now, making her way back to the counter as she would take notice of the price of the loaf. Though it seemed rather small for something to cost that much, maybe it tasted more of what it was worth. At least, June would hope so as she took the silver out and placed it on the counter. It was more than she made in a day hunting, but maybe a treat sometimes wasn't so bad. Especially since any other time she could simply catch her own food." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The man snatches the silver up faster then an arrow and pushes the loaf of bread closer to Juna. Counting the coins in his hand he grins smugly and states \"Will that be all? We have Plenty Of other different kinds of bread here if you find any others interesting...\" He nods to one wall and continues \"The breads over there are some of the most expensive in the store. The finest grain was made with them, fit only for nobility but i'm willing to make an exception for a Single Gold coin.\" Quite expensive, but likely what the nobility of this region pay each day to obtain high quality breads. Though, one must wonder if high quality always translates into good taste - quite often the \"White\" Breads the nobles eat are little more then dead calories, with no nutrients or substance beyond their expensive quality. The baker looks on expectantly, almost hoping for Juna to decide to splurge a bit after how much she was willing to give now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June would slowly grab the piece of bread, bringing it close to her before she finally picked it up and sniffed at it. As the baker began showering her with suggestions of what else she could buy from here with all the different and more expensive types of bread, she would give a shake of her head.\"No... No, thank you... This is enough...\"June says. In reality, she simply wanted to get back to Jace and share some of the bread with him for being relatively good this whole trip. She didn't think it's very fair to have to leave him outside after all of that. Besides, she didn't need the most expensive bread anyway. She was far from nobility and was humble enough just to enjoy a small sample of the bread they had. Even if it wasn't the best, June didn't need much of it. After all, she was capable of hunting for more food if she needed it.\"Thanks... Thanks for the bread...\"She would say before turning away and heading back to the door to head outside." }, { "from": "human", "value": "He shrugs in response, returns to his former position, and let's out a content sigh. The door opens back up into the streets, clouds have begun to move across the sky and seemingly in response to the threat of rain there are far less people on the streets. The bread is still warm in her hands, as if it had just finished cooking recently. If she bites into it she'd find it tastes exceptionally sweet, clearly sweetened with honey with hints of cinnamon. It's very crumbly however, and it's likely some of it would fall to the ground - Jace would likely eat whatever falls to the ground. If she gives Jace the bread, unbeknownst to her, the overly sweetness of the bread would likely lead to quite the stomach ache later on for the beast. Regardless, it seems that if they stay outside for any longer eating bread that they will be taking an involuntary shower." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "As June was greeted with her Jackal once more, she would lower herself to the ground to give him a light pet on the head. Carefully she would break off a small piece of the bread, about half the size of the palm of her hand and would allow Jace to eat away at it.\"You've been such a good boy Jace...\"She whispers as she would eventually stand back up and take a bite of the bread herself. The sweetness of it was definitely more than she would be expected, but still flavorful enough as it was. Gazing up at the sky, she would watch as the clouds began to cover it. June never cared much for the rain, though she would much prefer that the bread didn't get soggy from it.\"Maybe... We should go inside somewhere...\"She says to Jace while the Jackal had quickly finished his piece of bread and was sniffing at her for more.\"Let's go Jace-\"She would say, making her way down the road at a more quickened pace. It was too bad they couldn't have taken shelter in the bakery, though maybe there was a tavern they could sit in if the weather were to get too bad. Seeing his owner quickly moving on, Jace would follow after her, soon taking the lead once more along the much emptier streets." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Don't downplay it!\"\n\nTaking the sake from the elf, Yakaiyo pours the alcohol into each of the cups, handing one to Horace.\n\n\"It's rice wine, so it has a different flavor. Not made from the typical barley. Like white wine, sort of. Just like how I'm not used to whiskey. Red wine I enjoy though. Anyway... Here's a cheer to another day.\"\n\nYakaiyo clinks her cup against the elf's, soon downing the sake in one gulp." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"That's all it is innit?\"\nThe elf questioned with a smirk, taking the cup in hand. He glances at the liquid, attempting to remember its taste.\n\n\"Cheers then.\"\nThe elf raises his cup, a soft clink before Horace follows suit. He coughs slightly upon drinking the alcohol, the difference in taste certainly striking.\n\"AGH-... Right. Sake...\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hmph.\"\n\nYakaiyo scowls and smiles at the same time, clearly wanting to slap Horace across the face; lightly, of course. Her hand only moves towards the sake though, as she pours herself another glass.\n\n\"I guess you'll have to get used to it more if you hang around me. Should we see who can drink more?\"\n\nYakaiyo offers the gourd of sake, ready to pour another cup for Horace." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"An acquired taste huh...? Well, it's not exactly to my tastes, but I'm not one for dropping out on a challenge like that.\"\nThe elf nods, graciously accepting the woman's offer of drink. Soon after taking and downing it, attempting not to taste the drink.\n\n\"Blew-... I'll get used to this soon, right?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll try red wine next time.\"\n\nYakaiyo downs her drink once more, before once again pouring another drink.\n\n\"Hopefully. The more you drink, the more you'll get used to it.\"\n\nThe treton pours Horace's glass to the full once again.\n\n\"So that's two. How many do you think you can go?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hm... These are pretty tiny cups compared to the usual mug. Then again, shots are just as potent... I'll say around 10? That's probably good.\"\nHorace mumbles as Aka pours him another drink, downing it just as he had the last. Sticking his tongue out in displeased fashion before shaking it off for the next." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Horace was slumped over in his chair, head hanging limply as he relaxed. He could only handle a few drinks, which was frankly fortunate since it saved the elf from the taste.\n\nAnd as for his mental state... Well, he wasn't useless, but he was certainly lacking in any common sense. Though to some, that was his natural state.\n\nHorace then climbs out of his chair. Hazily approaching the red velvet sheets of the Inn bed, plopping face first into the warm comfort. Upon which, a muffled scream is heard, as the elf himself had forgotten about his arm." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you ok?\"\n\nHorace was evidently not ok, as he began screaming while face down. He probably lacked coordination due to the alcohol. Unfortunately, Sakai did as well.\n\nThe Breton stumbled over to the elf, pulling him over his normal arm, relieving the pressure off his wound.\n\n\"Is that better?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"...Eh?\"\n\nHis golden eyes flashed as they met Carlyn's, his expression suddenly becoming cold. His grip grew tighter on her shoulder, and a sly grin of his own appeared on his face.\n\n\"Tell me, Carlyn, are you ticklish?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Are you about to make a scene?\" She asked back with mild stupor, mild excitement to her tone. \"I haven't been slackin' you know. I'm fine to make a scene. It all depends on how good that food is, and if you want to come back here again.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Livio looked Carlyn dead in the eye as his hand shifted off her shoulder, slowly, slowly, to her side. His fingertips touched her side, threatening to tickle her.\n\nThen he looked back to his steak and pulled her closer instead.\n\n\"Nah, I wouldn't do that. Here, have another bite.\"\n\nHe offered her another bite of steak." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Victory. Carly took her prize in stride, leaning forward and picking her bite off his fork with prudence. Livia had once again lost to a puppy. What a fool.\n\nCarly had damn near polished her plate at this point and finally asked, \"Where do you plan to stay? We can rent you an inn somewhere or my parents have a guest room at the house. I wouldn't mind the company.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "Livio pulled her even closer, enough so that their sides touched. Of course, he wasn't squeezing her in a death grip; just a warm embrace that she could get out of if she wanted. He didn't really care that his steak was gone; he still had a bit of lobster left.\n\n\"Hm, if I could stay at your place, that'd be nice. Meeting your parents would be nice too.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "It was something she chose to accept, and she even leaned into it. It had never actually happened that she felt this kind of attention or affection before. She had always had friends, but this was different. It was nice. \n\nA nod was given, and she called the waiter over, and a tab was placed on her parents name. They were free to leave from there. \n\n\"They're both kind of old farts. My dad was an adventurer and my mom... Was just kind of a housewife before they became merchants. My little sister might be more interesting than them.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Ah, just copy paste huh? Well, I guess it'll be nice to meet her then. I'm just looking forward to more time with you though.\"\n\nLivio quickly finished the rest of his lobster, washing it down with a glass of water.\n\n\"Well, where to next? Straight to your place, or is there something else you'd like to show me?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"We'll take rest at the store. I've got to feed La'Vera early in the morning so we'll go and run that chore before you head home or... Wherever you're off to afterward.\"\n\nCarly once more took lead, pushing in her chair behind her and offering her hand this time to Livia." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"La'Vera's your sister? Younger I assume. Sounds good. Lead the way, Captain.\"\n\nLivio took Carlyn's hand, though once he was up on his feet he pulled her in close with a small little tug of his arm.£" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Sister? No. My sister's name is-\"* The dog was swiftly interrupted by the tug on her arm. She stepped up against his shoulder as they walked, not so much a hug as they didn't have huge amounts of time. She simply continued talking where she left off. \n\n\"Her name is Maryanne,\" She said, and then bomb shelled with, \"La'Vera is my Dragon.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "It wouldn't be hard to follow the sounds of merriment - and the smell of booze in the air. She'd find herself quickly in front of the establishment with the Tankard as its symbol. The oaken plank door is right in front of her, and two windows that utilize wooden shutters to close them. If she looks into the establishment through these windows she'd find a lively environment - made up of mostly Macen, but a few other peoples like elves can be seen, all drinking and eating. A song Seems To be coming from within... But the voices and merriment within seems to blot out any attempts to listen in. The door doesn't seem locked and she'd have no issues just walking on in if she wanted to. From the looks of it, other people seem to be having the same idea and are also making their way to the tavern - hopefully there will still be space inside..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June would follow the sounds, soon finding the tavern that she sought.\"Stay close Jace...\"She whispered to him as the area became more crowded by the moment with all the people making their way to the Tavern as well. Of course Jace didn't exactly understand that much, however, he wasn't prone to running off in a place with so many people surrounding his owner. Anytime a person would get too close, Jace would let out a bark of warning while June slowly made herself to the door and opened it up to make her way inside. Her ears would lower atop her head, trying to muffle the amplified sounds as they would easily reach her at a much louder tempo. The Cantor would try her best to find somewhere more secluded within the crowded Tavern, knowing very well how impossible it may be. However, she was only interested in staying out of the rain for the time being while she observed the noticeably high population of Macon and Elves." }, { "from": "human", "value": "People part around her like she's a victim of the plague. She gets plenty of strange looks, mostly because of her pet that she's brought into the establishment. So many elves in a land alien to elves is quite strange, but is soon explained by the performance ongoing. It seems some kind of elven troupe has entered the town, and that they're performing some kind of exotic elven thing. Extremely flexible dancers, beautiful vocalizations, etc. Probably a bit too loud and high pitched for her well tuned ears. Unfortunately for her, it does not seem like there is a single quiet place in this establishment - if she were to approach the tavern owner she'd at least be able to ask though. It does seem like this place has a basement and a second story, though the purpose of the second story is unknown." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June kept her head lowered as she walked past the several people passing glances at her. After looking around for a bit, it seemed as if she wasn't going to get much peace here, leaving her to having to keep her ears pressed against her skull at the expense of some of her hearing. It was good enough as it was without all the loud noises causing her to go deaf. From a distance, she would catch sight of the even dancers putting on a performance, finding herself watching more curiously. It was the first time she's ever seen a performance going on at a Tavern, and she couldn't help but stare for a while as they have sung and dance, her Jackal soon letting out a high-pitched howl of his own at all the sounds. Eventually June would break herself away from the brief trance, moving further along through the Tavern as she had eventually come to take notice of there possibly being a second story. Maybe this place had some rooms to stay in. It would be practically impossible to sleep with all this noise, but at least it could provide a place more private from the rest of the Tavern. She would head over to who she could only assume was the owner of the establishment or at the very least someone that could answer her question.\"Hello... I was... I was... Wondering if this place had... Any rooms available...\"She would ask them, her Jackal continuing to vocalize at her side." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The mans smile promptly turns into a frown as if he had drunk spoiled milk and states \"Tell your mutt to shut it before he drives all the customers outside! And yes, we do have rooms for sale. Twenty five silver a night, and if that dog is sleeping with you it'll be an extra ten silver per night.\" He sneers at the animal as if it was the cause of all of his problems. But he isn't the only one, many of the patrons of this establishment regard the dog as if it were also the source of all their problems - and for now, it seems like it's the source of their issue of hearing the singing, even if that isn't quite true. The clouds outside begin to coalesce into a dark grey mass, and those unfortunate to be stuck outside would find the pitter patter of rain would follow soon after. The pitter patter begins to grow in intensity until the hard packed dirt streets outside turn to mud and the only thing safe to walk on is the cobblestone paved side walks." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June flinched a bit, turning her head down to gaze at her Jackal. It seemed as if a lot of places didn't seem to like animals here. Perhaps it was just a thing of Media.\"Jace shhh...\"She would say. Of course that wouldn't get the Jackal to shut up completely, but at least he had started howling less frequently, pausing occasionally to look up at June before continuing on once more. As the man, told her how much the room would cost, she would take a moment to think about it. She had already spent a lot for the bread. Maybe she could simply wait out the rain in the main tavern for now. At least, it would seem to save money anyway.\"Oh... Okay...\"She would say before glancing back to the performance going on.\"Thanks for... The info...\"June would turn away, leading Jace further back through the crowd in hopes of leaving the sight of the Jackal-hating man. June thought Jace's voice was rather nice, though of course not everyone can learn to appreciate it. For now, June would at least search for an empty seat for herself to take in order to watch the performance. If not spending the night here, she could at least wait out the rain in this rather festive place for the time being. Finding himself having to hastily follow his owner, Jace would quiet up is solo, following after her with his tail wagging vigorously at the excitement in the air." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "\"Some will target people like us for no reason. They make us what we are.\"\n\nYakaiyo's voice is soothing as she begins to stroke the elf's hair.\n\n\"Surely you have the funds to heal it, right?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Horace simply groans in response, wanting to bury his face once more. His head gently leaning into her hand, accept ant of the pats.\n\"Yea... But there ain't many doctors here... Was waiting to find you to go back to Albania...\" He slurred gently." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"We'll head there soon enough then. For now though, just lay back and rest. You've done enough.\"\n\nYakaiyo's own eyes began to close, though she pulled the elf closer to her to better support him, making sure he was laying on his non-injured side.\n\n\"It's getting late, you know?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Yeah.\" \nThe elf snuggles up against the Trenton, getting comfy as best be could while injured.\n\"You're warm, aka...\"\n\nA comment without much meaning, just simple observation." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Warm? That just means you're cold.\"\n\nThe treton was indeed warm though, smiling as she feels Horace snuggle against her like a cat. Yakaiyo then gently pulled the blankets over the two.\n\n\"How long do you want to stay here for?\"\n\nThe vampire then moved from Horace's head to his shoulder, rubbing it." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Maybe...\"\nThe elf questions, inching ever closer. If he was cold, it was only reasonable to move closer to the warmth.\n\n\"Well... Not too long... But...\"\nHe looks up to Aka, pausing.\n\"Don't you have things to finish here? Before we can go home...\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Carlyn scowered at Livio's first response and then ignored his question with a hmph.\nSeems she misinterpretted what he had said. She thought he was implying her name Wasn't Regular. Not the Dragon's." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"... Did I say something wrong? I just meant your sister's name was normal. And it's not every day that people say that they have a dragon, you know-\"\n\nLivia seemed confused on why Carly suddenly seemed to get angry." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Yeah, my name is perfectly fine too. Just 'cause Mary has a traditional name doesn't mean mine isn't normal. You're more than welcome to sleep on the couch, you know.\"\n\nThe dragon question was aired yet again." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"You're absolutely right.\"\n\nLivia put his arms around Carly and sort of just flopped down on her, though still walked with her.\n\n\"If I said anything mean, I didn't mean it, ok?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Thought so.\" Carlyn retorted, evening out his weight with her own. This close, he could feel it. Not only had she been keeping up with her training, she was stronger than she was before. Her muscular frame was hidden by dense and loose fitting clothes. It was only slightly jarring. \n\n\"Buuuut yeah, I have a dragon. Her name is La'vera... Or maybe... He? Never checked before. Doesn't really like strangers but she'll tolerate them.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Hey, you've been working!\"\n\nStanding up on his own two feet, Livia would place his hand on her shoulders, partially feeling her muscular frame, partially trying to tickle her. Sure, it wasn't as built as he was, but Livia had been a professional soldier before this. Was it just him, or was she taller than Shaw?\n\n\"Well, I hope he'll tolerate me. I don't any any dragons angry at me.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Hey- no poking.\" She fussed, twitching away with a toothy grin, \"He won't bite you but I will if you keep doing that.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia snickered a bit at Carly's reaction, responding with a head pat.\n\n\"And what if I like it?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"What if you...\" Carlyn repeated, giving him a funny look and saying, \"You're weird, if you do. Who wants to be bit?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia let out a laugh at Carly's reaction.\n\n\"No, no I don't. But there's some weird people that you can meet out there that do. A little nibble, right there-\"\n\nLivia would lightly punch Carly's neck, just enough so she could feel him." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Well I'm ferocious and don't nibble, I bite. So don't poke me or else.\" She threatened lightheartedly, giving him another fanged grin. Scary kemonomimi teeth.\n\nThey were finally coming up on the Kadho General Store. It hadn't changed much from the last time Livio was here, only, this time he was invited inside rather than a conversation from over the outdoor stall. Carlyn opened the door for him, since he was her guest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia gave her another head pat as she gave a fanged grin. He just saw it as cute.\n\nHe gave a bow of thanks as Carly opened the door for him, as he stepped inside and gave a look around." }, { "from": "human", "value": "They were immediately met by the voice of a man who swung his head from around a corner.\nImmediately, the man started talking at the girl in Runra. She had no idea if Livio understood the language and double-took.\n\nThe sir was another Kemono, much like herself, with a small frame and incredibly dark brown hair with white strands and a scruffy beard. Seemed like this was her father.\n\"Carlyn, where the hell have you been all day?!\" He fussed, and then looked at Livio, \"And who's the boy?\"\n\n\"Does it matter? Shipment details should have arrived. I'm going to my room to work on the next long. He's spending the night with me.\"\n\nBefore they really could get another word between each other, Carlyn took Livio's hand and hurried him along towards a hallway that broke off into a couple different rooms. It was the middlemost room that belonged to Carlyn, of which she damn near dragged him into and then shut the door with an annoyed sigh." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Eh? Uh, no speak Run ran.\"\n\nHe recognized the language as Run ran, but had no idea how to speak it. Maybe he should have Hara or Carly teach him some. He looked to a man who seemed to be Carly's father. He smiled and gave him a wave before being dragged along by the dog into her room.\n\n\"Not fond of him?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The girl shook her head and said, \"Nah, not that. I just kind of dissappeared on him for like... 5 hours. I was supposed to be back with the shipment details but I got a little...\"\n\nShe looked at Livio. He was her scapegoat.\n\n\"Tied up. And I've also never brought anyone home before, not since I was like thirteen or fourteen, so I'm sure that's a little concerning to him.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"Well, you did get the shipment details to him, right? The end result should be all that matters.\"\n\nLivia looked back at Carly, not knowing what was going on in her head.\n\n\"That's quite a long time. Fifteen sixteen is typically when that stuff's at it's peak, isn't it?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "On the north-eastern outskirts of Upper Mentia, a dark figure stumbled out of the forest. She was small and looked worse for wear. There was dark spots all over her clothes, and the edges of her mouth were rimmed with a crimson red. Without seeing her eyes, it was clear that she was suffering from some form of malnutrition, dehydration, or both. This would be the fate of the Reptillian Solis, who had finally made her way through the thick forests and found some form of civilization, but without a change in her personality in the process. \n\n\"Pl-please... Anyone.\" She gasped, her voice raspy and her lips cracked and bloodied. Solis had taken a few more steps before being brought down from exhaustion. Now on her hands and knees, she scanned the area, looking for something or someone to help satiate her needs. She wouldn't let herself die here though, after everything she went through. Doing her best to push herself back up, she continued to walk more inland, clutching her dagger in case anything catches her eye." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Melody carefully picked her way through the forest, her progress finally giving her a little more faith in her travels. Despite straying a bit off course, she was sure she was getting close to North Media now. If only winter hadn't managed to arrive before she could get there. Now the thoughts of traveling back south with a herd of centaurs seemed an even more daunting task. She was going to hold out to hope though, even more towards the trip not being for nothing. \n\nShe continued down the path she was on, making sure to stay on course. That was, until her heard a seemingly faint voice. The centaur looked off from the road ahead, gazing out into by the forests and wondering if she had just imagined it.\"... Hello?\"She called back to them. Though she couldn't really see anything with the reptilian blending in so well to the dark forest, Melody was a lot easier to spot. Of course, she mostly just looked like any other deer in the forest with her centaur half, but someone of her frame was a lot harder to miss." }, { "from": "human", "value": "There was a voice that, although faint, Solis heard through the other noise. This was it, a time to strike and a time to survive. Unsheathing her dagger she used her long thermal sensing to find where this voice was, only to be met by what she thought was a deer. At first, she thought she was hallucinating, but as she kept on stalking her prey, she found that the \"Deer\" She saw was actually a centaur. While she saw the top part of her still as taboo, that bottom part must be good to eat. Solis thought of how to filet the meat, and how tasty she would taste. Well, that would have been the case, but upon further inspection, she found a nasty surprise hilt that poked out of her side. At her state, she couldn't even fight off a predator animal, much less a self-aware entity. Sliding her dagger back in her hilt in defeat, she raised her arms and screamed with all her effort. \n\n\"Hello!\" If the black sleeves weren't enough to signal Solis there, her hood has two linen-sewed eyes that lay on top of her hood, and should be visible to anyone. She limply swung her arms with no energy remaining, and she slowly began walking towards the centaur, hoping that she could provide some sort of sustenance, whether she had food or she had to ambush her at close-range. She wasn't going to tap out now." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Melody swung her head around, appearing startled for a short moment as her gaze finally fell upon the lizard folk.\"Oh-. Hey, didn't see you there-.\"She said, turning fully to face the woman. Her tone carried a friendliness to it. She figured it best to appear that way out here. With all the warfare it was easy to be mistaken for an enemy.\"Are you okay miss...?\"Melody asked as the woman began approaching her. There was an edge of caution to the deer, knowing full well she shouldn't be too trusting to people she came across with how close she was getting to the war zone.\"You sound a bit distressed. Is there... Something I can help you with...?\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "So this was what Carlyn was like. It seemed like she had a lot on her plate with the family business. And of course, the armor. He had never actually fought alongside her before; seems that she was a heavy armor user. He did want to see that one day; the small dog in armor barking at enemies.\n\nOf course, the arms were what immediately took his attention. He looked at the designs; they didn't seem professionally done, but they were still good.\n\n\"Did you do these yourself?\"\n\nHe then looked over to the dog, who had now taken off her jacket to reveal a strong dog. Nice.\n\n\"Well, you've gone out of your way to change that.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I did. They're cute, right?\"\n\nCarly walked up next to him as he looked over the armor and brushed her shoulder against his gently.\nMost of the designs were of little critters, clouds, or elaborate vines on flowers. They were certainly cute." }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"They are. How long did it take?\"\n\nAs Carlyn brushed up against him, he placed his hand on her ears, rubbing them.\n\n\"A cute design from a cuter artist.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "She blushed at the compliment, taking a step past him so he couldn't see her face. It had a long while since she received compliments like that, and if ever in this quantity. Her hand run down her spear as she spoke. \n\n\"I work on and off on it,\" Her hand moved off the spear and towards the armor. \"A few years now. I started the spear in Upper Media and finished not long before I left. I started the armor when I got back home. It's been... Two years? Give or take, anyway. It'd be done by now if I weren't so busy.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"Aw, is someone blushing?\"\n\nLivio could see her reflection in the polished armor, as well as his thermal vision confirming that she was warmer than normal.\n\n\"Do you plan to get back to adventuring anytime soon? I imagine you want to get out there, seeing how much attention and detail you put into your gear.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Carly grumbled back at him without really giving him a response to his first question, but quickly let it go with a sigh when his next one was asked.\n\n\"I never intended to leave.\" She said plainly. \"I just wanted to keep everyone safe and realized I was a liability and starting to lose my sense of morale. Chalked it up to needing to go back home to work, but I knew I was just slowing everyone down. I came home to take those shackles off of them. Keeping them safe meant keeping myself out of harm.\"\n\nHer hand raised along her spear with a face of somberness.\n\"One day, when this war is over, I'll go back. I'm not sure if I could ever see Sonja or Sine, really. I pretty much abandoned them. Even if they took me back with open arms, I'm not sure how I'd feel about it, you know?\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"A liability? Are you worried that your friends would get hurt trying to protect you?\"\n\nAn arm wrapped around Carlyn's waist as Livio hoisted her up and sat her on the bed, and he sat next to her.\n\n\"I don't know about them, but I'd want you fighting by my side. I'd think they would to. Gives the enemy someone else to worry about, you know? I'm sure you can handle yourself in melee. I sure can't.\"\n\nHe placed his hand over hers reassuringly.\n\n\"I'm sure they'd be happy to see you again.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Livia put everything she said into a much easier to swallow pill. Her ears flattened at her own disappointment, though that was cut short when she was quite literally picked up. A noise of nothing but surprise escaped her mouth until she was put on the bed and Livia took a seat next to her.\n\nHer surprise went back to sadness when he started talking again, though his words were certainly encouraging.\n\"Thank you Livia. I just don't think it's time yet but... I do want to see them again.\"" } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "They exit through the open doorway into the muddy streets of the town. The gruff looking man takes out his map once more and looks up at the sky, before turning right and heading towards the exit of town towards the direction that Juna originally came from. If she follows him, he would guide the two of them out of town and far enough away that the only signs of civilization along the road would be the expansive fields. Going even further then that they would eventually re-enter the forestry that one flanked either side of the road during their travels. He suddenly turns off the road and heads into the forestry, weaving between trees and snapping branches that he cannot avoid with his sheer size. It would not be long until they come upon what looks to be a couple of sunken stone bricks in the earth beneath them. Several others nearby brought up out of the earth by the roots of the trees flanking them, he looks down and puts the map away. If she looks around she'd notice that the bricks though barely visible and in poor condition create some sort of path forwards. Without any words being exchanged the man walks forwards, stumbling occasionally over the rough road as he works his way further into the forest." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June would follow him, her leather boots squelching with each step she took along the muddy path. Her Jackal kept close to her, testing out each patch of mud with a paw in memory of a time when he had once gotten stuck in a large puddle of it. June kept her gaze on the back of the man, keeping a couple fox-lengths behind him as he leads her out of town and back the way she had originally entered. As they entered the forest, June's ears instantly rose up with a feeling of alertness. There was some extra sense of familiarity being in a forest over that of a town, but still they were out on a mission and with what the people had warned her of earlier, she decided it was best to keep aware while out in Media. With every branch he snapped, her ears would flick towards the noise, becoming more conscious of them over her Jackal who would be sniffing around the new scents of the area. Eventually coming upon the sunken bricks, June would begin to slow her pace, wondering if they were nearing the place she was supposed to be scoping out. The Cantor was about to open her mouth as he looked down at the map again, but seeing him continuing anyway, June would follow him once more in silence. Each time he stumbled about along the road, she would become overly alert, unaware of whether there were other things to be looking out for in the forest with all the noise he was making. June preferred to keep quiet in unknown areas, but it seems it would be quite impossible with the man tripping about. Still though, she didn't speak, not wanting to interrupt the man as he tried to find whatever it was they were looking for." }, { "from": "human", "value": "The mans heavy fur boots clatter against the worn stone bricks of this long forgotten path. Several times they splash water pooled within sunken bits of the road, or kick loose rocks off the pathway. Snapped branches litter the path he clears through the thickening brush. Birds chirp in fright and surprise as he disrupts their daily routines and Juna would likely hear animals of all kinds - foxes, rabbits, mice, etc fleeing in surprise at the mans loud approach. Several hours of following this decrepit path eventually leads to a semi-clearing. Within this semi-clearing is a large single story structure about the size of a modern day family house. Stone bricks make up the foundation and what looks to be a large tree pokes out of the top of the structure. A doorway entering into a dark room sits at the end of the path. There are no windows from this side of the building, and English ivy runs up and down the oddly symmetric grey stone brick walls. The man nods to the structure and says \"You go. No come out unless cleared. Understand?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Nearing the structure, June would grow stiff at it. It was rather odd seeing this place in the middle of nowhere which only caused a more ominous feeling for June. She turned her gaze towards the man as he nodded towards the structure, meaning that this was the place she was meant to search. Why that was, June was still not quite sure. When he asked if she understood her task, she opened her mouth to respond only to shut it once more and nod instead. She gave a small hand gesture for Jace to come follow her as the two would make their way over to the doorway. June went still once more, eyeing the dark room as she tried to blink a bit to adjust to the gloom of it before eventually taking a step into the building with her Jackal close beside her." }, { "from": "human", "value": "Each uncertain step guides her closer to the arch. Upon passing through the doorway she feels shivers arch down her spine as if something wasn't quite right here. Her eyes rapidly adjust to the low light conditions and she notices that this room - whatever it once was, is completely unrecognizable. Piles of junk - the smell of animal refuse, dry dead leaves, moss, and even mushrooms call this room home. There are two other door ways - one right next to her on the right and one in front of her. The one in front of her seems to lead into some kind of hallway meanwhile the one to her right leads into a room smaller then this one - with a large stone brick in the middle, what remains of a hearth, and more trash and dirt mounds. If she investigates the room to her right she'd notice that the hearth seems to have been made into a den for some creature long ago but sits abandoned, and besides that there would seem to be nothing else of note within the room. If she enters into the hallway the same signature piles of refuse would be present, but there would also be a musty smell hanging heavy in the air. There are two other entrances within the hallway - both seeming to lead into rather large looking bedroom sized rooms. One of the rooms is bathed in light from the mighty tree growing out of its floor and punching through the uniquely stone roof. If she enters the doorway leading out of the presumable kitchen she'd find herself in a room lined with stone shelves. Upon one shelf, would be a completely out of place wooden box - seemingly untouched by time, but definitely not something placed here recently..." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "June would take note of the room, carefully scanning the ground for any sign of potential traps about within the growing bits of wilderness making their way into the room. Jace would sniff at the area, finding himself taking an interest into the ones that carried traces of other animals being here at some point as he would gradually make his way to the room at the right of the Cantor. Heading towards the Hearth, Jace would sniff at it a bit as he would take notice of some animal previously being here.\"Stay close Jace...\"She'd say quietly before turning to head down the hallway. Her Jackal would eventually snap his attention away from the hearth and follow after her. As she would see light coming from one of the rooms, she would head towards it to come to see it was the area where the tree had sprouted through.\"This place has to have been abandoned for ages if this tree was able to grow this much...\"She'd say, half to herself as she would try to explore the room further, Jace not being too far behind as he would enter after her." } ]
[ { "from": "human", "value": "Today unlike any other day in the beautiful and prosperous land of Kadhok, the early morning sun would be beating down on the capital of Kadho, though to usuals and residents this was nothing as they were so close to the unbearable dry heat of the deserts. However to any foreigners this abnormal heat could possibly prove fatal. To Invola though, she had a nice and giant ice cube of a golem to cool down the inside of her store and as a plus it served as a guard while the shopkeep under her guise as a dark elf organized the stores selves and displays, waiting for any customers to walk on in. The window shelves were adorned with many jeweled ring, necklaces, and even some circlets for the overly aristocratic. And to top it all off today sitting right outside the door of Wolf's shop was a sign announcing a sale on all water and cool foods, as well a few enchanted items to fight against the heat." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Horace would walk through the town, drenched in his own sweat. He kept his cloak, mask, and hood on out of fear of being recognized, though this would only add to the heat. \"Thanks to that damn bounty, I had to escape to this godforsaken place to get away from all those bounty hunters. If I didn't know better, its almost like everyone's out to get me!\". Horace would look around, noticing a store with several items of high value. But more importantly, that golem must be cooling down the room like crazy! Horace would rush into the building, almost heading tears of joy.\n\"Oh god, this room is a lifesaver, I'm so glad there are cool rooms like this in such a hot ass place like this!\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "The dark skinned woman would raise her brow just slightly to man bursting into her store, while she was sliding a small vase onto a shelf quite larger than her. \"I'm glad my service is already outstanding to you, though the ice golem's cooling services are a luxury only customers are allowed. So...\" Wolf would pause her words while she slowly made her way behind her store's counter, to then place her hands on the polished wood and gaze her red eyes towards Horace. \"Are you looking to buy anything good sir?\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Horace would look up, noticing the dark elf that stood before him. \n\"A dark elf? Never seen one of you folk before.\" \nHorace would approach the counter as the elf told him about the policy.\n\"Stereotypical shop owners, never giving a shred of free services. What's your cheapest item, I'm only here for the cold room anyway.\"" }, { "from": "human", "value": "\"My cheapest item would be the chilled water, that ice golem is holding that along with a few chilled fruits. The water is two silver, the fruits are five. But if you're referring to actual material items such as jewelry, my five least expensive and non-enchanted items are on the shelf over there.\" And Wolf would promptly point out the shelf with porcelain busts adorned with various bits of brass and bronze jewelry. \"Now I'm sure you noticed the sign outside, but if you didn't we have various enchanted items to help with the weather lately, if you would like to see those all you have to do is ask.\"" }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "\"I'll just take the chilled water for now... But I would like to hear about those enchanted item later.\" \nHorace would place two silver coins on the counter. After he receives his items, he'd sit in a nearby chair, or just up against a wall if no chairs could be found. The elf would carefully remove his face mask, sipping the water gently. Horace had never been so happy to drink water before, it was almost embarrassing.\n\"I don't know how anyone can live in this godforsaken heat... Its unbearable!\"\nHorace would groan, continuing to drink. He would look around the shop, his eyes noticeably locking onto the valuables. The elf would make mental notes of all the valuable's locations in the store.\n\"I suppose you have a real monopoly here, I haven't seen much business here for cold refreshments and such. Then again, that's to be expected if everyone here is used to the heat...\"" } ]