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[ { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"Great! I've gotten a few weeks worth of rations. Also a tent. You ok with sharing one with me?\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "\"That's the best part!~ It'd be boring if we had seperate tents, u think.\"\n*She explained with a giggle, nodding along in anticipation as she loaded up some of the supplies to her rouncy.*" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"I guess so. Gods, I don't think I've done this sort of thing for... 5 years?\" *She said shrugging, beginning to load up her mare*" }, { "author": "retro109", "message": "\"Wow, really? Why not?~\"\n*She asked with a lilt in her voice, tilting her head slightly in curiosity.*" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"I... I've just not had someone to travel with...\" *She seems to be remembering something painful*" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "*Cecilia recognised the expression on her face, growing meek at the thought of Jezanne being so sad over something she had brought up, and endeavoured to ease the situation.*\n\"Oh, gosh... You don't have to tell me if it's painful or personal, Jezanne - I'm sorry I brought it up...\"\n*She replied, bowing slightly as she apologised as honestly as she could.*" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"Thank you. I appreciate it...\" *She replied, giving a half smile* \"Now, I hope you got my size. I hate tight clothing\" *She said chuckling*" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "*She glanced at the two sets of furs she had bought, examining the one she had bought for Jezanne a moment.*\n\"I think so? I bought the second largest size I could see, coz the store clerk said more air trapped is better for warmth~\"" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"Well, that sounds good. So, you ready to go?\" *She asked, beginning to brush her horses hair with a brush she drew from one of the saddle bags*" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "\"Yeah, let's go!~\"\n*She cheered, mounting her humble horse and raising a fist in excitement, cheering 'Gott Mit Uns!' as they began along the road.*" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "*She smiles, mounts her horse, and catches up to her, coming to a light canter* \"So, we just going to follow the North road till we find something?\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "\"Yeah!~ We'll set up camp once it gets late, but for now let's explore!~\"\n*She replied with an excited chirp, grinning at Jezanne as she cantered alongside her.*\n\"You wanna see anything in particular?\"" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "\"Not really. I prefer just following the roads. Seeing where they take me\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia Wrestcleaf", "message": "\"That sounds like fun~ Let's get going then!\"\n*She chirped impatiently, urging her horse with a cry as they moved to a gallop.*" }, { "author": "d0cahkiin", "message": "*She smiled, enjoying Cecilia's enthusiasm* \" Alright then\" *She sped up, her horse seemingly figuring out it needed to keep up with the other steed*" } ]

[ { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "Adrian hung weakly from Amos. He didn't want to be a burden, so he tried his hardest and used all of the leg strength he could, but that didn't stop him from draping over Amos's neck like a soaking wet towel. Something in his body wasn't sitting right. He felt as if a knife was shoved in his stomach and was being twisted clockwise, then coutner clockwise, 11 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 11 o'clok, 2 o'clock... He felt burning hot in his chest, but freezing cold in his fingers. He almost felt like he was dying. It was a horribly familiar feeling, but where it came from he couldn't pin down... He thought about it, and it got him thinking about the Drama too.\n\nIt got him thinking about how much he hated himself; however, just as he started thinking, Amos broke out into a story. He could only half listen, staring off into space as Amos's words came together like balls of wet, gushy clay. However, this wet gushy clay was enough to get him to not think straight. It made him stop thinking about what he was thinking about before, now instead his thoughts were replaced again with the pain in his body. As Amos's story came to a close, Adrian nodded.\n\n\"Yes... That sounds dreadful... I don't think I'd ever want kids.\" He slurred. He stared blankly through the eye holes in his mask, watching the street pass by them. The story of children, and his recent meal led him to think of something.\n\n\"I can vaguely remember a time when I was a child... A... A street rat, I was, and a pack of rats I belonged to... We had to steal to eat, you know. I always felt bad doing it, but I just had to. There was no other way to eat...\" He looked up at the dreary night sky.\n\n\"It looks like rain soon. You may stay the night at my place, if you feel so inclined...\" Adrian looked to Amos, talking as if he had totally forgot the horrors that Amos just witnessed." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "He didn't mind bearing John's weight, and kept his pace even with the now sickly seeming man. He wasn't sure what to do, or how to feel really about it either. He knew some basic facts really; Lenore was more than likely sent by his siblings, and Lenore was now dead. That meant it was a matter of time before more were sent. \n\nDespite himself, he had begun talking because otherwise all he had to focus on was that the past had not quite forgotten him; Not as much as he had hoped. Letting out a breath as he finished, Amos paused and half chuckled. \"It.. Probably was and I can't imagine ever wanting them. My mother seemed constantly angry with herself for having three of us. Never quite forgave herself.\" Had he said that before? He thought he might have, but he wasn't sure. His mind felt too busy.\n\n\"...Stealing to survive isn't something to feel bad for. Or I wouldn't think it to be,\" He says quietly, though he nods. \"How many others?\" He wasn't sure who he was distracting at this point.\n\nAt the offer of a place to stay from the rain, he feels his muscles tense. Staying indoors would be better than outside, but- \"...If it isn't any trouble, please. Thank you.\" He says quietly before he can overthink it." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "Adrian thought for a moment at the question of how many, for he wasn't actually sure. In fact, he was never sure. Any time he bothered to count the number was always different. He swore he knew all the kids that were there forever, and yet some came and some disappeared. He never noticed, maybe he just never had the time to. He shook his head as he decided on an answer.\n\n\"Too many.\" He groaned. \"There are so many orphaned children on the streets of Salvania that it's impossible to count. I don't want to even begin trying...\" He felt his stomach where most of the pain was coming from, and rubbed the scar through his clothes. Adrian was never quite sure where it came from, he only knew that he was awake one day, then slipped in and out of consciousness the next few days. He remembered he was woundless, then wounded. A distinct gap was right there in his memory, and even the time after felt like it happened thousands of years ago, though truly it was only twenty. \n\nAdrian nodded as Amos accepted his offer.\n\"Good... Good. I wouldn't want anyone sleeping outside in this weather...\" He looked up and pointed at a small two story shop wedged between a bar and a regular house.\n\n\"That's it, right there. The one with the sign with my mask on it.\"" }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "A silent nod as John noted there were 'Too many' orphaned children to count on the streets. Gods knew he'd seen plenty of people hiding at the edges of society the longer he was out and about; Folks no one really noticed or bothered to pay attention to. It was the same in the pits really in that you tended to know quite a few of them, but they just faded in and out. \n\nThere one moment, gone the next.\n\nAmos set his jaw with a low unease when John said it was good he wasn't going to be sleeping outside when he pointed to the two story shop with the mask on the sign.\n\n\"Ah. Well, the mask makes it easier, doesn't it?\" He said, thoughtlessly leaning into his own sarcasm to hide his discomfort as he helps John to the door so he could unlock it, swallowing and steeling himself. He wasn't sure what was worse suddenly; Dealing with what Lenore's presence meant, what John had done, or going inside. All three seemed to make his usual discomfort morph into a living presence, lurking around the corners of his mind." } ]

[ { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "Adrian fumbled around in his pants pockets to grab a keychain, which only carried two keys on it. The keys were actually tied together with a string so they made minimal movement and, thus, minimal noise. The reduction was enough such that his aura of silence canceled any small noises the keys made by sliding past each other. He gently pulled at the string to untie it, then took one of the keys and stuck it into the lock, then turned it.\n\n\"Most doors don't have locks on them yet, you know.\" He said, giving him something to do while he performed the monotonous task of entering his home. \"Locks, especially locks as well as the one on my door, are still somewhat expensive, I believe. At least, it was when I had it installed... I believe the price will go down more once a more efficient way is found to produce them, but most locks nowadays are still handmade, I believe...\"\n\nHe gently led Amos forward into the house. Though, immediately upon entry, it was a ceramics shop. Of course, a sign was hung on the inside of the window that read closed. Dozens of clay pots and plates were on display, including a few hand sculpted figurines of religious figures, like a jolly little fat man or a man holding his arms out to his sides. Adrian payed no mind to these, as if they were things he'd seen every day. However, he seemed to stop for a moment, as if he wanted to give Amos a moment to take in the scenery or ask questions." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "There was a pause seeing the keys tied together, and for a moment he wanted to ask why, but he let the moment pass by. He could ask later if he remembered, and right at that moment he had too much going on inside his own mind to bother. So, it was stored away to be revisited later as John began to talk of the locks on the doors.\n\n\"I'll admit, I can't recall many locks on doors from when I was younger,\" He said, distracting himself from the inevitable. \"Plenty of latches, and the like of course, but our home was older so there were more images and incantations about than locks unless the room was exceptionally important.\" He wasn't sure just how well he had told his age with that, but it was true. Important rooms he recalled had frightening images on the doors instead of locks to ward off unwelcome intruders, but he could recall his mother investing in a few locks for important doors. Well, important to her and father. \n\nWith the door open, he let himself be lead even as he supported John as much as he may still need it. Automatically he closed the door behind them and paused to take in his surroundings. It wasn't a bad place really, and Amos really rather liked the sculpted figures and items about, but he couldn't focus on them very well. Not with the looming pressure over his head. Instead he took a breath, then said, \"Where should we go?\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "\"Of course... We should go upstairs. That's where my living area is. That door behind the counter.\" Adrian pointed to said door.\n\"It leads to my workshop, and there is a flight of stairs that leads from my workshop to the second story.\" He listened to Amos, the story telling Adrian of his age, as Amos seemed to believe. He didn't care much for that detail, though. He was used to elves being older than they appeared. It wasn't a surprise to him at all.\n\n\"Amos... Are you anything like how you were when you were a kid? I don't mean physically, I'm aware of the changes your body underwent, but...\" He paused, then sighed. He lifted his mask up over his head, then pulled it off. He held it under his arm and looked at Amos.\n\n\"I mean your mind. Would you say that, as a person, you're different from the way you used to be?\" As he asked this, his voice shifted in and out of the intonation that the Drama would use. He was in an odd mental state, more so than normal. He felt as if he was halfway between himself and the Drama, as the emotional numbness and extreme curiosity began setting back in, while his grief and the pain in his stomach remained. This manifested in the introspective question he asked not just Amos, but himself." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "Amos pauses and nods when directed on where to take John, helping him if he still needs it to head to the door behind the counter, then up the stairs at whatever pace John seems to need to go at in order to safely ascend. He was aware of a pulse in his head that might have been a headache developing, or growing, but it was so far only a warning. Then again, pain hadn't bothered him for quite some time.\n\n\"...As a kid?\" He repeats, pausing a moment to look at John finally. He wasn't sure if he had been avoiding it or not really, but at the question he took a few moments to consider himself. He was definitely not the same person he had been a century ago, but when he considered it he wasn't so sure he had changes enough to be someone else.\n\n\"I'm not so sure,\" He said finally, once they had finally reached their destination as he had taken his time getting up the stairs to think. \"I know I am not exactly the same, certainly. I would claim I've grown in some ways, but in many others I have remained the same. I'm probably still a bit of a shit,\" He concedes, \"But I don't believe I look at people the same as I once did. I suppose all the pieces are still there, but they're arranged differently, and I've gained as many as I've lost over time. I suppose that's not a very good answer though.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "As Adrian ascended the stairs, the numbness in his body grew. His weight would slowly lift itself off of Amos's shoulders with each step they took up the stairs together. Then, at the top, Adrian would slowly remove himself from Amos, standing up straight on his own. \n\nThe upstairs led directly into a very simple living space. The first room appeared to be put together like a study, with a desk covered in papers and walls lined with bookshelves, each shelf chock full of books that both Adrian and the Drama enjoyed reading in their free times. The papers on the desk were orderly, and seemed to be on various things. Some were financial, some seemed to be letters, and others were rough drafts of books. As Amos finished speaking, Adrian shook his head.\n\n\"No... That answer is splendid.\" The Drama spoke. He chuckled and slowly walked over to the desk, the way which he carried himself clearly changing to fit his change in mental state. \n\n\"I'm currently writing a new book under the pen name I gave you... I always planned a sequel to one of her books, there were many plot threads I left open ended that I wish to tie together, and my recent meeting with you inspired me.\" He smiled as he read the page on top of the stack. It seemed mostly in order, if not for the various scribbles and markings that looked as if they served a corrective purpose.\n\n\"I was writing almost nonstop when I wasn't running my shop or... Nevermind that.\" He chuckled and carried on to the next room, beckoning for Amos to follow him." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "As John's weight lessened, step by step, Amos found himself less able to focus on his... What? Friend? Acquaintance? Less able to focus on John and more focused on his surroundings. At the top he let go of him, allowing John to straighten up on his own and stand. He let John lead to give himself the time to get the growing anxiety under control again.\n\nGlancing about the simple living space he paused to take in the desk and numerous books on the shelves. \"What of yourself? Would you consider yourself different than you were as a child?\" As John walked to the desk, Amos followed. He only glanced briefly at the financial papers and letters which weren't any of his buisiness, and let himself linger on the rough drafts. He was aware something had changed; Like talking to someone else entirely, but at the same time he couldn't figure out if it was a way to cover up those uncomfortable emotions, or something different.\n\nWere he in a calmer state himself, perhaps he could have sussed it out a bit more.\n\n\"Jessica Cross, wasn't it?\" He says, pulling the information forward from his memory. He had picked up one of the books, keeping it in his bag where it was protected from the elements. \"I would imagine most mysteries have some loose threads. Something else to explore there then, or are you hoping to give readers more questions?\" He followed John's mood. It was easier than formulating his own for the moment. \n\n\"Glad to have helped though I can't imagine how meeting an odd drifter would be inspiring,\" He says with a light smirk before following John, shifting his eyes down to the floorboards. The last statement reminded Amos of Lenore, and the fuzzy, dreamlike veil he'd pulled over the incident shivered." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama seemed to pause suddenly at the question of his childhood... He almost forgot that Adrian was thinking about *That* Again. His eye twitched and he chuckled, tapping the rough drafts.\n\n\"Of course. To ask that question is futile, no? Who *Isn't* Different from when they were a child. The world changes people. If only he could understand that, I believe...\" He cut himself off as he felt pain return to his stomach, then shook his head. \"Nevermind.\" He would say, waving the topic out of the air. The Drama was quick to pick up Amos's question and change the subject. He chuckled at Amos's realization.\n\n\"Quite the astute observation, Amos. Of course I do, it wouldn't be a very good mystery novel if I didn't...\" The Drama looked over the pages with a sort of soft gaze, as if he were looking at something or someone he cared deeply about.\n\n\"Many people devote their lives to finding the truth about things. They desperately want answers, thinking that *Maybe, just maybe I will understand*. Ironically, the truth often leaves people more dazed and confused than ignorance... I wish to capture this feeling in my new book.\" The Drama chuckled.\n\nThe next room looked to be a simple kitchen, complete with a wood stove, a dinner table, and an icebox filled with wine. The stove appeared to be somewhat dusty, as if it was kept clean but never really used. In fact, the inside of the stove was un-singed by the fire of use. The stove had *Never* Been used. There also didn't appear to be any trace of food in the kitchen, nor were there dishes to be eaten from; there were only fancy wine glasses on display in a glass cabinet. In comparison to the study, the kitchen was actually rather small, only large enough to bear to stay in it for a short time. \n\n\"I hope you brought food, Amos. I take it a traveler such as you would always have food on you, though, so I will chose not to worry.\" He chuckled." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "Amos did not miss the twitch, or the quick change of subject that John seemed to jump to. Something didn't seem right, and he was not entirely sure if he had made the correct choice in coming inside. Despite himself however, he nodded as he picked up on John seemingly referring to someone else, placing one more simple question where he was not sure if he ought to. \"If only who could understand, John?\"\n\nBut then he followed the next course of conversation, uncertain if he ought to pursue the last given both of them had a habit of lying. \"I look forward to it then,\" He says before looking at the papers. \"And that is true enough. I think the saying is that truth is stranger than fiction, and that's often the case I've found. Usually to the point that folks will take a dull lie over the truth.\"\n\nGranted, wasn't dazed and confused how he felt right then? Nothing seemed real, but until he had a moment to process everything, not real was just fine. He paused briefly seeing the next room which underlined the strangeness of everything. An unused kitchen, aside from the ice box and glasses, just felt abnormal given every kitchen he had seen otherwise was a place of activity and warmth. *But then John doesn't need to cook, does he?* He reminded himself before setting his bag on the table.\n\n\"I have enough for myself, yes,\" He agreed with a nod. \"I didn't think you would keep wine here, though. Personal habit?\" He asked, removing the book to set on the table and weighing his options; Push and see what he could learn about John, or let the questions die?\n\nHe knew something was up and he suspected that feeling of dealing with different people wasn't exactly unfounded. But some individuals were like that. He was also a guest however... Unless John was open to another 'trade' at least. There was some potential there." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama pulled his head back some at the mention of a \"Habit\". He chuckled and shook his head, looking to Amos.\n\n\"No, no... It's just one of the few things besides water that I can stand to drink... Everything else isn't good enough to bother consuming.\" He looked to the icebox and hummed. \"Would you like a glass?\" He asked, gesturing to the cabinet." } ]

[ { "author": "Amos", "message": "Amos nods, watching John a moment. Something was off, but as he had avoided the question Amos didn't think it appropriate right then to pursue it. Something to remember perhaps. \n\nAt the offer he pauses to think before nodding, \"I wouldn't mind it.\" He'd already gone into the home of a.. Vampire after seeing them feed. What was more poor decisions? At least he healed quickly. \"I'm curious though,\" He says, looking briefly back towards the study.\n\n\"Why did meeting an old vagrant inspire you to do more writing? Surely there are much more interesting folks you run into,\" He says with a smile, settling more into the habits he'd picked up in the century or so before." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama nodded and began moving to the icebox, but stopped as Amos asked his question. He smiled and chuckled. He turned to Amos and shook his head, then raised his finger to Amos.\n\n\"Ah, but you see, Amos, you're the most interesting person I've met in a *Very* Long time.\" He chuckled some more, then turned back around and dug around in the icebox, trying to decide which wine served the situation best. Ultimately, he decided on a wine imported from a Beastkin tribe. He felt that the homemade taste of this bottle in particular would serve the situation well. After that, he gracefully trotted over to the cabinet of glasses.\n\n\"The story will feature a migrant of seemingly noble background, whose body has been marred and scarred by his experiences, making him a sour sight for most eyes. He and this other fellow, a masked man who briefly featured in the book I am sequel-ing, will serve as the focal points of this book's mystery.\" He cooed, as if in a manner that he wasn't necessarily talking *To* Amos, but to the air around the room, and he just didn't mind Amos listening. He grabbed two glasses in one hand, then gently set them on the table. He then reached back to the glass cabinet to grab a corkscrew, then proceeded to uncork the wine he had grabbed. He poured Amos's glass first and his own second." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "Continuing to feel out the situation, Amos still found himself chuckling at the claim that somehow he was the most interesting person John had met in some time. \"Most would say you need to meet more interesting people, but given your job works with the public I'm sure you tend to run into quite a few of them.\"\n\nIt seemed as though John took some amount of enjoyment out of picking out the wine, and perhaps even sharing it. It made him half wonder if John was just enjoying the novelty of having someone over. \n\nAs John began describing his book however, Amos had a brief sensation of the floor dropping out from under him. It took a moment of him reminding himself of the lies the two had traded to re-orientate himself, but he couldn't quite recall what lies he had told and which ones had been truths. Taking a breath, he half chuckles before saying, \"A masked man? A sort of self insert?\" He asked, looking at the glass and waiting for John to finish pouring his own glass before picking his up.\n\n\"What sort of experiences did they go through if I can ask?\" Now he wondered just... How closely this might link. It was mostly self reassurance, but it was also morbid curiosity." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama noticed a slight tinge of panic in Amos before he returned to his regular aura of confidence. It made him wonder what would cause a calm man to panic, then he remembered their encounters previous, the late Lenore, and their shared stories. He tried to hide a devilish smirk by tipping his glass up and sipping from it. As he set the glass down, the smirk fell into a friendly smile, then the Drama chuckled.\n\n\"In a way, you could call him that. However, the experiences they went through... That's part of the core mystery. After all...\" The Drama looked at Amos, his eyes accusing but his smile still friendly, \"...Both of these men are terrible, horrible liars.\"\n\nAs if to ease the tension he had just created, the Drama leaned back and closed his eyes to take another small sip from his wine, and chuckled as he did so. Something inside of him enjoyed watching Amos squirm, as he gently tugged at and unraveled the lie told previously. He wanted to relish in this for a while, then, maybe if he could play it off as if he were drunk, he could reveal his own lie. He felt that that might be a fun way to move this story along." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "He caught something in John's demeanor, a slight shift in attitude perhaps. Amos knew he needed to calm down, or focus in the very least on something outside of the room they were in and the similarities in the stories. He therefore focused on the wine a moment, something he hadn't had in quite a while, but the old habits were at least ingrained somewhere deep inside of him. He caught the scent and let himself take a sip, somewhat distantly aware that it was good but different from anything else he'd ever tried. \n\n\"Terrible, horrible liars, eh?\" He says quietly, smirking slightly. He felt pinned by the accusing, friendly expression, but... He didn't *Think* He was in danger. Not yet at least. \"I'll have to remember that, though as a note for the book and depending on the race of your migrant, Elves don't scar easily.\"\n\nHe felt uneasy, and despite it felt equally as wound up. A long, long time of pushing his luck with slavers was to blame for that. A long time of not having a way to push back except to talk back. He took another small sip himself, weighing what he had lied about and what he had told the truth of. Really, a lot of it *Had* Been the truth, twisted into something less offensive. He smirks a moment. \n\n\"Is your stomach still bothering you?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama began to mull over the details of Amos in his head more and more as the conversation became more casual and easy to maintain. The relation to the late Lenore, the truths he could ascertain from the stories told by Lenore and Amos both, and the general strange air about Amos himself all were coming together in his head, and he danced through the possibilities. Eventually, though, he did settle on one...\n\n\"Ah, of course. I've considered donning a new costume-in fact, I have a design drawn up so that, should it ever tickle my fancy, I can bring it to my tailor and she can work her magic. Though, as you said, I feel like if I got my answer it would be rather disheartening. Though, I *Would* Like to gauge my performance. I wouldn't be able to improve if I never sought out flaws.\" The Drama chuckled, replying as shortly as he could bear to. \n\nAmos must be of noble blood, specifically a family of purebred high elves. He also believed Amos's story of his competition with his siblings, though, he didn't believe the scale to which Amos described it. In fact, with how snobbish elves tend to be about their superior looks, especially high elves, the Drama was willing to be Amos was *Drastiacally* Understating the scale of the conflict. On top of that, Amos's current condition was far too timid, though at the same time incredibly nervous and careful. Clearly, he was a man who had been through a lot, and had been humbled by his life experiences... The Drama didn't think Amos quite told the full truth as to how his odd form came about, either. However, he couldn't track down that truth well enough. He did still believe the ultimate cause of this \"Prank\", though, like stated previously, it was likely meant to be more of a \"Life ending disaster\" Than a \"Prank\", especially considering the embarrassment Amos's brother might have felt when Amos took his place in that meeting of nobles.\n\nAfter this, Amos seemed to have fled. From what the Drama could tell from Amos's constant moving about and the fact that Lenore was pursuing him—yes, he was sure Lenore was pursuing Amos—he was specifically running *From* Something. Likely, he ran from his siblings, who wished to put the ultimate end to their brother who tormented them so. Truly, the Drama's fondness of Amos grew by the second as the breadth of his life behind him sprawled out before him." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "It seemed as though John's mind was elsewhere, and it gave Amos a few moments to settle in and think himself. He didn't think he was in danger, but he was not entirely sure John was well either. He'd had quite the, well, *Dramatic* Shift in attitude and behavior since coming inside and coming upstairs. While he was sure John had a tendency towards dramatics; Wasn't acting one of those things? This didn't feel the same.\n\nThis felt quite a lot like entering and acting out a daydream; It almost felt like avoidance.\n\nGranted that all came back to how they both met and got along so far as well, didn't it? They both lied, even if they were perhaps *Terrible, horrible liars* It just seemed to be how they were. Listening to John's short response he smirks a bit, \"Nothing wrong with figuring out where the short comings are. But how would you improve it?\"\n\nHe was generally surprised to find that he didn't really dislike John despite how they seemed to get under his skin. Really, he rather enjoyed talking to him and being able to learn a bit more of him. There wasn't the same back and forth dance to deal with, or he didn't feel as pressing a need to do so.\n\nHe had a feeling that, more often than not maybe, John used his experience acting in the same way Amos used his speaking; To keep people and things at comfortable distances. If he thought about how John had been initially when he found him... Found him feeding on Lenore compared to how he was within a few moments, he could judge that maybe for a few minutes, John stopped acting. If he had then maybe that could explain the abrupt, sudden shifts in behavior; Like donning a mask that wasn't quite as literal as the one he carried about. He still felt like he didn't entirely understand though.\n\nHe wondered briefly how John had become a vampire, and if that experience perhaps lead to some of this behavior. Or did it stretch farther? Instead of leaning into that question, or idea however Amos sipped the wine and spoke again.\n\n\"Will you tell me more about the book you're working on?\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "As for Amos himself, the Drama figured that he was, more than not, the man he presented himself to be. A relaxed and mostly confident man with a dark and troubled past that seemed to loom over him, tainting his relaxation and confidence with the lightest sense of anxiety. Amos, from what the Drama could gather, didn't like to directly face the larger problems that were in front of him, the things about the Drama that made him uncomfortable. The way Amos was so quick to recover from finding himself feeding made him believe this. Amos seemed to push those aside, and try not to think about them.\n\n\"I can't know until I find out the problem. After all, there is no one solution for every problem; each unique problem requires a unique solution.\" He nodded and continued his thoughts. He thought of the nature of Amos's body, just for a moment. The changes seemed purposeful. Less so purposeful as in not accidental, and more so as in done with delicate intent. They weren't mutations brought about by alchemizing Amos's body with reckless abandon, there seemed to be great care put into every single one, as if Amos was a mad alchemist's lab rat. At least, that's what the Drama ascertained from Amos's clothed appearance alone. Mayhaps if he could get Amos naked... He chuckled at the thought, knowing it was ludicrous.\n\n\"More about it?\" The Drama was snapped out of his trance, taken slightly aback by this question in particular. He hummed and thought about what he could tell Amos without giving away anything major. Maybe why the main character is so interested in these two strange men? No, then that might spoil Amos for the previous book... Ah, he knew something.\n\n.\n\"Well, I don't think I could tell you much about this new one. As you could see back in my lounge it is in an incredibly early stage, so most of what is written right now might not even be recognizable once I publish the book. However, I can tell you about what I have already published...\" The Drama set his glass back on the table and stood up. He pardoned himself and walked into his study, then came out a moment later with a hardcover book. On the cover was inscribed a title, *Of Pens and Needles*, and below it the name *Jessica Cross*. The cover of the book was plain red, as most books were.\n\n\"This is the previous book that it is a sequel to. I actually have multiple copies, so if you wish to borrow or take this one, be my guest.\" He smiled and set the book down on the table in front of Amos.\n\n\"A funny thing, really, I asked for them to print off a single copy and send it to me, but they printed me ten instead.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Amos", "message": "Amos set down his glass, ignoring the little voice in his head asking him if he should *Really* Be drinking with a vampire. He supposed it was easier knowing John was also drinking, though it may not have the same effect on him it did on Amos. That was another can of worms that he had to consider; John's seeming instability, and his vampirism. Currently he did not feel threatened by either of these things and that was a problem in and of itself, but maybe it was because John had been willing to put down Lenore that helped lessen his fear.\n\nGenerally he was quite sure Lenore had made herself an annoyance and a rude one at that; She was full of presumptions and he could recall her consistently believing she was right. She might not always come out and say it, but she often looked low and grumbly when she was corrected. Usually her opinions weren't even her own but his sister's. Amos had never much liked her.\n\n\"That's true enough,\" He conceded to John's conclusions about whether or not he should check in with the merchants about their thoughts of him. He touched, briefly, on the idea of seeing how long the rain continued outside before leaving but he wasn't sure what would be *Polite*. He dropped the idea to return to the conversation as John spoke of his book.\n\nHe had not quite expected John to be able to talk too much about his book, but he knew it was important to him. Something that they could easily talk about and focus on. Amos pauses as John excuses himself from the room, taking his moment of quiet to focus on his surroundings before John returns. Still the kitchen, barely used aside from the glasses they were currently using and the ice box. It's a bit of a relief when John returns with the red covered book, *Of Pens and Needles.*\n\n\"I saw this one out there,\" Amos says quietly, picking up the book once it had been set down. \"I wouldn't mind borrowing it if it isn't an issue, I'm nearly through the one I picked up.\" Flipping briefly to the front page to see what may be there, he smiled hearing that the printers had sent him ten copies instead of one. \"Maybe they made a mistake, or assumed you would want to give some to your friends or family?\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama nodded. \"Of course. This one became quite popular, it made my publisher a lot of money. Oh, I'm not sure if I told you, but I usually don't get money from my books. I don't care to, either, I prefer to make most of my money from my shop and my commissions.\" He chuckled after he finished speaking, then again when Amos mentioned the possible intent of the printers. He shook his head.\n\n\"That would be quite funny if it were the case, as, truly, I don't have friends or family of any kind. No, I explicitly requested a single copy, it was surely a mistake.\" He chuckled again, though this chuckle was a bit more hollow than the more jovial ones he formed out of habit. Though his sentence was phrased as some sort of matter-of-fact joke with no hint of strong emotion, the halfhearted laugh was drenched in loneliness and sadness. \n\n\"Anyhow, I suppose I want to start with why I chose this title for the book. I wrote the book to have some grotesque themes to it, to unsettle the reader somewhat, and made the main mystery revolve around a certain serial killer whom the main character, a certain Opal Farxx, is after.\" The Drama sat back down in his seat and lifted up his glass of wine. Then, he continued talking.\n\n\"Opal is a crime fiction writer who has a pension for solving mysteries in her pass time, I made her as a sort of self-insert for Jessica herself. I chose the name of the book because it is revealed early on that Opal is meant to be the next victim of the mysterious killer. It is alluding to the fear and paranoia that Opal feels throughout the novel, and also a play on the fact that Opal herself is a novelist.\" He took a sip of his wine and looked at Amos, trying to gauge his reaction." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "\"You didn't.\" Though he wasn't sure if he was surprised or not by the revelation. It did sound odd but also didn't seem terribly out of place for the sort of character John was. \"Does your publisher take all of the money then, or do you have the royalties given to another source?\" It seemed as if both possibilities were equally likely. \n\nWhen John clarified that it was definitely a sort of clerical error, Amos didn't miss the again shift in tone when he laughed. He had, unexpectedly, struck a nerve it helped him understand that he was in fact the first person that had been upstairs in that little shop of John's. Even with all of his masks, behaviors and seeming hospitality, he supposed that keeping folks at a distance helped insulate John from discomforts and reality. \n\nSo why invite a vagrant in?\n\n\"Grotesque themes, eh? Now I'm curious as to what this killer does.\" He pauses a moment, then, \"A crime fiction writer?\" He repeats, then chuckles. \"Pens and Needles, now I get it.\" He closes the book while John is speaking to give the man his entire attention. The more he spoke of his pen name, the more Amos could nearly imagine the persona being another character for John to slip into. Especially as she had her own self insert into this book, much like John did for the one he was writing. A curious pull to read came to him, figuring perhaps he could learn more about John as much through the writing as he was through talking to him.\n\n\"Seems as though it would be difficult to write in the anxiety of not being quite sure if someone is following you,\" He comments, ignoring how his own life since escaping had been *Just that* Really. And how it had felt realizing Lenore was there in town, and that if she had been just a bit more competent, things may have been different. Of course, now he wondered briefly if John had brought up that aspect of the book on purpose. \"I think I'll definitely enjoy it,\" Amos says, looking at the book." }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "\"It goes to my publisher. They're a small company, I figured that, since I already have a stable job, the least I could do for them is let the proceeds from my books go to them.\" He smiled and sipped from his wine, then continued to explain the book.\n\n\"Ah, they are a fast one. Some people believe them to be a vampire, others a werewolf, but no-one quite knows anything about them, besides the fact that all of their victims are either very rich or have an unchecked criminal record. The killer also seems to be male, but that's only based on some eye witness accounts that got very, very brief glimpses of the killer.\" He smiled devilishly as he explained. \n\n\"The fact that Opal is a writer isn't a cheap gimmick just for the name, either, it's a pretty central plot point. Throughout the story, she is writing a book that is, more or less, integral to the plot- of both this book and the sequel I am currently writing. Also, to help convey that feeling of anxiety, I wrote in first person. First person also allows you to create an unreliable narrator in some stories, if you didn't know. It's a trick I like to employ from time to time.\" He chuckled and looked over the cover of the book.\n\n\"Really, I hope you do. That book in front of you was one of my favorite to write, not just under that pseudonym but out of all the books I've written.\"" }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "Amos nods, \"I imagine they appreciate it. Printing books can take quite a bit if they're not well established, so I imagine that helps keep them afloat.\" At least when he was a child, printing books took quite a bit of effort. That meant that many books were more of a 'print on demand' situation than the an automatic decision. It was simply easier, with lack of literacy in some places, to put on plays. \n\nGiven how enamored John was with acting and plays however, he could guess at where his fascination with books came from.\n\n\"A vampire or a werewolf?\" He repeats, smiling slightly. He caught that smirk and it seemed vaguely familiar, as though perhaps he had just seen it, and noted it to himself. \"It sounds as though the killings would be quite gruesome if they came from a werewolf, though perhaps that depends upon which sort they are.\" Though Amos suspected vampire. Write what you know, though he'd not know until he began reading. At least reading would keep his mind off his surroundings if it was as tense a writing as John said it was.\n\n\"Oh, I don't assume it to be a cheap gimmick,\" He says with a nod. \"It just made a bit more sense knowing that. Though I can understand what you mean by a first person narrator being better for re-creating that sense of paranoia. It helps put you in their shoes, instead of feeling like an outsider observing everything.\" And of course, people always had their bias that came into being with these things. \n\nChuckling, he nods and says, \"It'll be something to read tonight, and I like the idea of it to be honest. I like puzzles, and it sounds like for Opal the entire scenario will be quite like a puzzle to solve. I'm sure I'll enjoy it.\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "\"Like I said, few people had provided evidence, and not everyone is particularly... Bright, uhuhu.\" He feigned a slight hickup and covered his mouth. He excused himself and continued with the conversation. His words seemed to come out more slowly and with less dictation than before, almost as if he was slipping in a way.\n\n\"Yes... Though, it is a puzzle that's missing a few pieces... Hence the sequel.\" He tipped up his glass as if to sip from it, but seemed to realize it was empty. To remedy this fact, he poured himself another glass. He began thinking of things to make his face flush as he took the sip that he failed to take earlier. Actually, he was relatively tolerant to alcohol. He always had been tolerant, even as a child, but outside of wine and the occasional bout of social drinking he never had any reason to drink. It wasn't to any ridiculous degree, he was just about as tolerant as someone who had already built up their natural resistance. Right now, he was feigning drunkenness.\n\n\"You're a good man, Amos. I've enjoyed having you in my house.\" He chuckled, somewhat longer than usual, and took another sip. Though his composure hadn't slipped one bit, it would seem obvious that his mind was beginning to lag." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "It seemed that alcohol worked on John much the same as it did anyone else, though he could only assume it seemed to sink in quicker perhaps because... Well, he suspected blood didn't cut alcohol as well as actual food did. He hadn't had much to drink himself, purely because he wasn't sure if he had any tolerance for it left. And he also wasn't entirely sure anything would happen anymore. He'd begun realizing his system was becoming strangely resistant to things it usually had trouble with.\n\n\"Right, you said you wanted to tie up loose ends in the sequel,\" He said, smiling and humoring John's apparent drunkeness. Granted he couldn't recall if folks typically became drunk this quickly, but who was he to judge? At the comment of him being a 'good man' he closes his eyes, given he can't agree with the statement, and smiles. \"I've enjoyed being here and getting to know you. You ought to have guests more often, John.\" \n\nPausing he then adds, \"Do you need to rest, John?\" He wasn't actually sure if vampires did rest, but he assumed they had to in a sense. Much like anything, or anyone else. \"I can go if you'd like.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "\"Oh. Well, I lied.\" He chuckled and took another sip from his wine. Truly, every part of that story was a lie except for the most barebone details, such as it being an autumn day, and him being stabbed by someone he assumed was a friend. However, the truth was a bit more boring and grim than the lie that the Drama had told, and, thus, didn't make for a good story. That's why the Drama lied about it in the first place.\n\n\"I ask because it has a tendency to hurt every now and then, because it never healed correctly. It actually aches now somewhat, and it had me thinking about it.\" He lied about it aching, though the tendency to hurt was very true. However, it usually only seemed to affect Adrian, not the Drama. They both always found this odd, but could never come to a conclusion as to why.\n\n\"It's true that I was stabbed by a... *Friend*, though use that word lightly. As Ad-\" He cut himself off, tossing Amos a small-ish hint about another lie he'd been told, though not making it quite as obvious. \"As I told you before I was an orphan on the streets of Salvania for a time, and while I was on those streets many people came and went from our little \"Family\"- that's what we called ourselves at the time.\" He introduced the story simply, cutting out unnecessary, flavorful details that he would normally tell, trying to hurry the story along.\n\n\"For a time, maybe about a week or so, these two kids came to us and broke bread with us. However, after that week or so, they cornered me specifically into an alley for what little money I had on me. Being the stubborn little kid I was, I refused. So, they stabbed me, took the money anyway, and ran off, never to be seen again.\" The Drama looked down grimly, and, just for a moment, the grim look was genuine. He felt a pain in his stomach, but after blinking tightly he felt fine again, and the grim look became just an act. \n\n\"Lucky for me, one of my more trusted friends came to check on us, and found me alone and passed out. I don't remember the month after the stabbing, apparently I spent most of it slipping in and out of consciousness. I had a terrible fever, my friends said it was a miracle that I survived.\" The Drama sighed, and left out the part at the end where the first thing he remembers after that month of sickness was being as happy as he had ever been, and didn't feel worse for wear at all." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "Nodding with a light shrug as he had expected the story to be a lie. He knew how much of his story had been real, and how much had been a lie. Of course he had used a fair bit of truth in his own story to ensure that he could keep the story straight, but John's had a bit of a fairytale quality that had made him question if much of any of it had been the truth. But at the time it hadn't mattered given they both had been making up stories of their lives.\n\nAmos wondered, briefly, why John would turn around on this story and 'tell the truth' about it, assuming that he was though the more he heard the less he felt it was some tall tale. Real retellings had less details in them, less embellishments, and this one seemed to come out quickly; Like something to be done and over with. So he listened without interrupting, pausing at the brief slip of the name but unable to determine if he was naming his supposed friend, or someone else.\n\nAs John reached the conclusion for his story, Amos nods and considers everything before speaking, \"It sounds like you trusted them quite a bit. At least enough to trust them to come by and become familiar with you and your friends.\" And he imagined the shock of being betrayed had to be terrible, not to mention the time in and out of consciousness trying to heal and perhaps even dealing with an infection. The first few times he had been worked on, he could remember becoming feverish. The dreams that had followed him those first months had made it difficult to understand what was real, and what was fantasy. He'd hated it and couldn't imagine going through it as a child. The brief, genuinely grim expression reinforced that thought.\n\nIf he could keep John from experiencing it again he would. He thought, briefly, that if he could he would do what was necessary to keep his friend safe. He smiled at his own stupid sentimentality, and chalked it up to age. But, John had told the truth and now he felt obligated to return the gesture. Exhaling he smiles, \"Well so long as we're being honest, I lied myself when it came to how I came to look this way. Well, some parts I lied about at least.\"\n\n\"I was the middle child between two of my siblings, and we were often trying to one up each other, but really we escalated our antagonism quickly. I suppose when you can expect to have a few hundred years to live, the idea of enduring someone you hate isn't really ideal,\" Amos says with a shrug. At the time it hadn't seemed like too big of a deal. \"I think I started lying about how my brother got his revenge. We never had a party, there was a mock fight and I was injured.\"\n\n\"So, my siblings offered to help.\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "The Drama was just about to get up and excuse himself when Amos confessed to lying. He chuckled, both at the fact that he didn't expect this whatsoever and the fact that he already knew Amos lied. The Drama decided to listen to Amos's retelling, and let himself settle back into his seat some. He chuckled at the new resolution.\n\n\"What they did doesn't seem like much help, though. I take it that was another of the cruel tortures you put each other through.\" The Drama narrowed his eyes some and looked Amos up and down. He didn't see it before and he didn't see it now; he could not believe that Amos was capable of cruelty. At least, he wasn't at this point in time. The Drama hadn't known Amos in the past, so perhaps Amos lied to not only Adrian, but himself when he told him that he was the same. \n\nThe Drama leaned back and covered his mouth to yawn, then looked at his wine glass to see that he had one sip left. He lifted the glass to his lips and tipped it up all the way, finishing off the glass with an accomplished sigh. He knew he overdid himself in the attempt to act drunk, he never drank more than one glass every few days. He would probably awake with a bit of a headache... No matter. He was getting tired, and would have to rest. First, however, he had to tend to his guest.\n\n\"One moment, please.\" He said as he rose from his chair and walked into the next room that he had not yet shown Amos, which was his bedroom. After some time, he came out with a cot folded up under his arm.\n\n\"Here. As you would probably expect, it doesn't get much use, but I figured it would be rude of me to expect you to sleep on the floor.\" He chuckled and offered the cot to Amos." }, { "author": "Amos", "message": "He smirked, debating just how far he ought to continue though he laughed at the 'cruel tortures' they put one another through. Really, John had no idea how far exactly they went with their antics. After some point or another it had quite definitely escalated to life threatening behaviors, but it had never seemed that bad then. It had all seemed quite natural, normal even, and perhaps to them it *Was* Normal. Still after debating, he shrugged and went about as far as he thought he could without distressing himself or exposing how badly it had all affected him; \"They didn't really do anything to me that time. All they did was sell me.\"\n\nAnd that was it, like it was not as big of an event as it obviously was, or didn't have far reaching consequences like it had. And like he had not decided to leave everything on a cliffhanger as they had tended to do when they lied to one another. He finished his glass and set it down. Kept his mind far from dwelling on the past and instead focused on what John had said of his own. \n\nThe exchange of information had left him feeling oddly vulnerable though he had offhandedly told a few others before, so he was not sure why it felt different now. Perhaps it was simply because they'd both made an active decision to tell the truth instead of lie. Leaving the thought and feeling aside he nodded when John excused himself and stayed where he was, before accepting the cot when John returned.\n\nHe chuckled and shrugged, \"This will be fine and better than how I usually sleep, thank you.\"" }, { "author": "Adrian Siren", "message": "Despite his misgivings, despite the well of emotion he felt rising up at the casual mention of Amos being sold, the Drama decided to stay in character and stay calm, continuing with his actions. Still, though, it upset him immensely. How could someone speak so casually of such a cruel act—of one having total control over another. \"*Sold* You? How can you say that so lightheartedly?!\" He wished to say, \"We are not puppets, Amos, we have no strings!\"\n\nHowever, he didn't say it. He didn't wish to get heated at this hour, nor did he wish to trouble Amos with a political discussion. It was late, and he figured that Amos was just as tired, if not more so than himself. So, he spared Amos's ears from the wrath of his strong opinions on people, and dropped the discussion before it could start.\n\n\"I figured as much. It is my pleasure to please you so.\" He chuckled and bowed slightly, as if he was ending a performance. Then, he would enter his bedroom, bidding Amos a good night before he closed his door to change out of his suit and into a night gown. After a long day of hunting, feeding, and grieving, the Drama finally decided that he should rest. As he drifted off to sleep, he made a not to visit his cleaner the next day, as his suit needed some stains removed." } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*It seems that goblins love grain. A local farming town has tried many attempts to stop goblins from stealing from their silo, but the crafty goblins are able to make their way past, and the villagers are too scared to guard it. Seems that they've employed the help of some adventurers to help kill the goblins raiding their food source.*\n\n*The silo is a cylinder with only one entrance, which is locked. It is surrounded by tall grass with a path leading to the main door.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would have been traveling Salvainia and on her journey she came across a village that needed some help. With the promise of rewards, she didn't even think twice about helping. Goblins breaking in... Well this is kind of like armour to her. So she decided to check the outsides of the silo, tapping it everywhere to make sure it was solid*\n\n\"Damn these goblins. Have they not a single shred of decency?\" *Ellena asked with discus* \"Well first things first. I have to find out how their getting in. Armour with gaps are easily exploited\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon was already in the village tending to some poor villager who suffered a hit with a pitch fork from one of the goblins. She was told to wait for someone who could hold their own to arrive to provide back up as needed. She looked up to see Ellena enter the village and assumed this must be the one she waited for. After she finished healing the downed man she stood. She jogged over to Ellena.* \"Hi my name is Manon.I think they're coming in from the east, I'm not sure sure where exactly though. Also, I was told to wait and help you.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hey there. Name's Ellena. I'll bee checking out the Silo so See if I can find any holes, cracks or fake parts so we can close it up first\" *She said bowing a bit with a friendly handshake*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon looked down at herself, was she supposed to hand her something? She stared at the outstretched hand, she didn't want to give her staff over to this stranger.* \"Uh. I'll come with you in case something happens then.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ummm. Put your hand in mine and we shake. It's a form of greeting\" *Something Ellena learned not quite long ago herself*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Just looked at Ellena like she had lost her mind.* \"We can talk about proper greetings another time, we have a village to save.\" *She could only heal so many people before he magic ran out and she'd need to recover. The longer they waited the more injuries later.* \"You go in first and I'll follow behind you.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I was just trying to introduce myself\" *She said in a sad tone as she started walking towards the silo* \"Anyhow, I guess we can hurry, though it's more the damage to the food supplies we should be worried about\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"Sounds like a plan, I'll keep you in fighting shape.\" *She took took her position behind Ellena*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thank you\" *Ellena would begin to inspect the silo for any hints of activity*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The silo would not have any activity; however, she would notice that there was a small flap of loose wood hidden in the tall grass. It seems that this is where the goblins were getting through.*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Perfect\" *Ellena said as she started to investigate how big it was and how for any evidence of activity*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*It seems that it's just big enough for a goblin to fit through easily. Footprints indicate constant use.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Welp. Now we know where they are coming from. Let's check inside the silo. Maybe we'll catch some inside, huh?\" *Ellena said as she walked towards the Silo*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon gave the fighter a nod while following soon after. Would goblins even be smart enough to place traps, surely not though.* \"Be careful.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*In the silo, it simply looks like grain that had been stolen. No sign of any traps or sleeping goblins, no matter how hard they looked.*\n\n*The sun began to set, a sign that goblins might try and raid again.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"It's getting rather dark out here, Ellena. Should I go find a torch back in town?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yeah, That would help. We don't want to be ambushed. So go get it thank you\" *She said as she got her ready*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She turned around and hurried back to the towns people for a torch. Because of the panic, she couldn't hold someone's attention long enough which prolonged everything. Eventually she just took the first one she found and could reach before running back to Ellena, illuminating her surrounds as she ran* \"I found one.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That's good. I think it's best we wait and try yo get the drop on them in here\" *He said as he looked for anywhere to hide behind*\n\n\"Maybe it would be best to hide in the barn I saw earlier. Maybe we can surprise them? What do you want to do?\" *She asked her quite companion as she was just spit balling at this point for her to say something*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Good idea. I can handle the fighting then I guess\" *Ellena said as she soon followed Manon. And so she would wait for the Goblins to show themselves. Hammer and shield in hand. Ready to charge them* \"Should we attack them on sight or wait for them to go in and come back out so we can surprise them?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"I think we should attack on sight. I'm not build the same way as you.\" *It was rather Obvious that Manon was not well equipped for combat. She had very little armor on, nothing that would prevent a slash or cut.* \"I'm ready when you are.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok then. We wait\" *Ellena seemed well armoured and use to it. Where the armour didn't cover, her muscles would be visible. But this was more from hard work then actual training. So they would wait behind a few Barrels for the goblins to show* \"On my mark\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*It seems like almost an hour. Were the goblins even here?*\n\n*Then suddenly, the flap opens, and a small green head with yellow eyes peers through. A goblin. Manon would end up making a small noise; however, the goblin is completely oblivious. It's probably tired after a long day of work. It moves towards the grain silo, and it seems keen on opening it up.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would watch the goblin carefully with one hand showing Manon to wait. She wanted to see how they got in. Maybe there's more. It would be best to wait after all she though to herself.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She tried to remain as motionless as possible but couldn't stop whatever pointy object that was stabbing her through her clothing. She waited for Ellena's command while trying her best to move from the sharp object*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblin simply opens the door to the silo, and more goblins begin to enter. The flap is propped open, and goblins enter with bags to hold the grain flowing out of the silo.*\n\n*The goblins are also completely oblivious to the two threats that stand in the room.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Suddenly Ellena would rush them as if that was the signal. She would swing down at the closest goblin out of the night. Having the advantage, when striking the unaware and seemingly tired goblins. She would swing again at another if possible. If not she would simply swing at the same Goblin*\n\n```\nHP: 33/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 2 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin A/ 23 / 10\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Goblin B/ 4 / 10\n```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She was waiting for something way more subtle of a signal. The fact that Ellena moved so quickly caught Manon off guard. She supposed it was luck that the first spell she threw hit the second goblin in the line. The second spell to push the last goblin away blasted the hatch they came out of instead of the goblin itself.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 21/ 21\nMana: 23/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n[Any class resources where needed]\n\nMovement:\nAttack 1: / 17 / 5/ \nAttack 2: / 3 / 4 (Tiles pushed) 2 damage / ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblin Ellena targets has its head explode from the war hammer shot. It's certainly dead.*\n\n*Celeana's bolt strikes a goblin, burning it. It screams out in pain in a way only a monster can*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Without much hesitation Ellena would strike again, going for the closest goblin. Blood all aver he now from he full might attack and a smile befitting that of a demon under the light of the moon. Her pink hair following suit after her devilish smile. This was just just from her being nervous though and being in the heat of the moment she didn't even notice*\n\n```HP: 33/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\nDefense: (22) 16 + 6\nMovement: 2 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin B/ 18 / 5\nAction 2: Defend```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She extended her hand fowards towards the furthest goblin, She needed to do something about it as she sent too more bolts that cause the second goblin to scream. If only she could even the odds a little.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 21/ 21\nMana: 21/24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: / 5 / 12 / Goblin C\nAttack 2: /7 /12 / Goblin C ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Ellena's second hammer hit severely injures the goblin, shattering its shoulder.*\n\n*Neither of Manon's bolts hit.*\n\n*All 3 goblins try and hit Ellena in a panic, but none of them hit. It is mathematically impossible.*\n\n*However, about 8 more goblins charge through the flap, wielding daggers.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would then attack another goblin but her attack was rushed and didn't have full control behind it. She would again attack, but attack the goblin she had already injured*\n\n```HP: 33/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin c/ 6 / 7\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Goblin B/ 12 / 8```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She kept slinging spells at the goblins. Sending a blast of magic that could hopefully push it away and buy herself and Ellena another some time while flicking a bolt that might confused a different goblin*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 21/ 21\nMana: 20/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement: Back 6\nAttack 1: / 12/ Knock back 3 tiles+2 damage / (Force Bolt from Lathian heritage (2/3) used Attack on the goblin that out first from the new batch \nAttack 2: /6 /6 / (Illuminating Bolt) Attack on the goblin that came second ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblins all dodge the attacks Ellena and Manon are slinging at them, frightful for their lives. They try and stab hesitantly at the pair; two of them hit, one on Manon and one on Ellena.*\n\n*The other goblins try and shovel as much grain in their pouches as they can.*\n```Ellena takes 3 damage!\nManon takes 3 damage!```\n\n```Reaction Phase!```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She felt the dull blade pierce her skin and a jolt of pain shot throughout her. Mostly on reaction she sent a bolt of holy energy at the goblin*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` Radiant Bolt 13/8 =>The Goblin that stabbed her ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Manon's bolt misses. That's it.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon needed to get this goblin off her. Unlike her ally, she wasn't wearing much protection for close quarter combat such at this. Again she sent a blast at the Goblin that stabbed her*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 18/ 21\nMana: 18/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: 11/12/ radiant bolt on nearest goblin \nAttack 2: Missed ```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Seeing the Goblins with knives now as a bigger threat, Ellena would shift her gaze towards them she would swing with full force targeting them both*\n\n```\nHP: 30/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Knife Goblin A/ 23 / 9\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Knife Goblin B/ 18 / 8\n\n\n```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Ellena smashes the heads of two goblins into mush as they approach. However, two of the goblins are able to stab into the gaps of her armor. In the chaos, it's hard to tell which ones.*\n\n*Manon takes another stab from the hesitant goblins. They could attack her from spellcasting in melee range, but choose not to.*\n```Ellena takes 6 damage!\nManon takes 3 damage!```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*With the goblins with knives being dealt with, Ellena wound continue her assault on the rest*\n\n```\nHP: 24/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin D/ 14 / 4\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Goblin D/ 2 / 4\n\n\n```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*It was obvious she was panicking, unable to land a shot at a goblin so close. Again she felt the searing pain from having a blade sink through her skin. She sent yet another bolt at the nearest goblin and watched it pass his face. Calling on upon the last bit of her Lathian heritage to send a bolt the injured goblin near Ellena.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` \nHP: 15/ 21\nMana: 17/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: 10/6/ Radiant Bolt on the goblin stabbing Manon\nAttack 2: Arcane Bolt/ 4/ Injured Goblin (Last of my Lathian spells)```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*None of the party's attacks hit, but the Arcane Bolt does. The goblin desperately tries to dive out of the way, but the bolt follows him and kills him.*\n\n*The goblins are rapidly shoveling grain into more bags, and running outside. It seems that their placing the bags in something wooden, but small.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Elenna would panic for a bit in her attacks and swing twice at the goblin behind her* \n\n```\nHP: 24/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin behind/ 8 / 4\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Goblin behind/ 4 / 5\n\n\n```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Blindly shot bolts at the goblin in front of her. Losing hope in her combat capabilities.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 15/ 21\nMana: 15/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: 8/ 8/ =>Nearest stab Goblin \nAttack 2: 6/ 13/ =Nearest stab Goblin ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Two of the goblins shank Manon. It seems that they're able to sense her fear now.*\n\n*Another goblin is able to stab Elenna in her panic.*\n\n*Conversation of the goblins can be heard outside, as well as what seems like arguing.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "```Oh yeah, 6 damage to Manon and 3 to Elenna```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would again attempt to attack the same goblin*\n\n```\nHP: 21/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 4/4\n\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin behind/ 12 / 5\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Goblin behind/ 16 / 3\n```." }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon sid a hand into her pocket to grab a vial that contained a dark red liquid before drinking the contents. With the sudden burst of strength needed she pushed off from where she stood and placed her hand against the goblins' face. With her other hand she pointed her palm towards the second goblin that had stabbed her before simultaneously sending two bolts. Into the face of one and at the other*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 21/ 21\nMana: 17/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nBlood Charge 0/3 (+13 HP, +4 Mana) \nAttack 1: 20/ 6/ =>Nearest stab Goblin \nAttack 2: 15/ 9/ =Nearest stab Goblin ```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Manon proceeds to blast a goblin's face into oblivion, with the other getting his skin fried off.*\n\n*Ellena snacks the goblin, and it turns out to be the one Manon is targeting. The weakened goblin dies from being smacked.*\n\n*However, before they died, the goblins attacking Manon seemed to try and capitalize on her as an easy target. They stab her 4 times from all directions before going down.*\n\n*Ellena takes two hits instead, her armor protecting her.*\n```2 goblins killed\nEllena takes 6 damage!\nManon takes 12 damage!```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "```Reaction: Protect. 3 damage negated```\n\n*Now getting another blow in, Ellena would compose her self a bit more and Attack again. But now realizing how much danger she was in, she got into a little bit more of a defensive stance*\n\n```\nHP: 18/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 3/4\nDefense: (21) 16 + 5\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin E/ 18 / 9\nAction 2: Defend\n```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She threw the goblin down onto the ground before leaping on top of the second one. She pierced it's flesh with her fangs before easing it's blood into the vile she just drank. As she stood up she placed a hand onto her side as she began healing the newly acquired stab wounds. Not quite able to heal all of them but almost." }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 19/ 21\nMana: 9/ 24\nFocus: 0/0\n\nMovement:0\nTouch of Restoration: +10 HP\n Drain/Gain +1 Blood Charge ```" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Ellena smacks another goblin, which dies.*\n\n*The goblins attempt to stab at Kibaru, but none of them hit. One goblin stabs Manon.*\n\n*Another goblin crawls in through the flap, sees the massive amount of dead bodies, and screams in fright.*\n\n```Manon takes 3 damage!```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon tried to fire two shots at the goblin that just stabbed her but missed both times." }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 16/21\nMana: 7/24\nTotal Blood Charges 1/3\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: Missed\nAttack 2: Missed ```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would now to smack the goblin she had already injured to decrease the amount she has to worry about*\n\n```\nHP: 18/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 3/4\nDefense: (22) 16 + 6\nMovement: 0 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Goblin B (injured Goblin)/ 16 / 3\nAction 2: Defend\n```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblin is somehow still alive, but barely. He tries to run.*\n\n*The goblin shanks Manon again, and laughs at her, ignoring his dead allies.*\n\n*The running goblin provokes an OA from Ellena.*\n```Manon takes 3 damage!\nRunning goblin provokes an OA!```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "```\nReaction: AO Running goblin / 17 / 10\n```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblin dies from having its head smashed open, and the other goblins begin to look at each other, thinking that this might not be a good idea.*\n\n*The goblin that recently entered is frantically screaming and pointing at the flap.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon took aim at the goblin that stabbed her before firing a well placed shot into it's face. As if death wasn't enough she grabbed the goblin before it even dropped and sank her teeth into it as well.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "``` HP: 13/21\nMana: 6/24\nTotal Blood Charges 1/3\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: 19/12\nAttack 2: Drain/Gain +1 Blood charge ```" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblin instantly dies to Manon's blast.*\n\n*As Ellena goes outside, she finds a broken wooden cart with large bags of grain, along with goblins yelling at each other. They see Ellena, and one screams.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Staggering onto her feet while drinking the blood of the goblin she had just drained. Slowly following after Ellena as she healed herself of her wounds. By the time Manon made it to the barn doors she was as good as new again. Sure she was a little exhausted from fighting but it was us or them, and she wasn't ready to leave this world. Finding one of the goblins outside she shot a bolt of light.*" }, { "author": "emberflare", "message": "```HP: 13/21\nMana: 6/24\nTotal Blood Charges 2/3\nConsume 1 Blood Charge + 3 Mana\n\nMovement:0\nAttack 1: 17/ 8 \nTouch of Restoration - Healed for 9HP ```" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Enna would decide to go on a smashing spree and smash the cart cart with her mighty hammer*\n\n```\nHP: 18/ 33\nMana: 0/ 0\nFocus: 3/4\nDefense: (22) 16 + 6\nMovement: 4 Tiles\nAttack 1: Hammer VS Hammer/ 11 / 9\nAttack 2: Hammer VS Hammer/ 13 / 10\n```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Ellena smashes the cart easily, and the goblins cower in fear. Their only form of transport is gone.*\n\n*Manon also ends up blasting one to death, which doesn't help the critters resolve.*\n```Combat over```" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Thankfully she had just enough mana to heal the warrior of almost all her wounds. Maybe a few scrapes and bruises were left over but that was the most she could do now. Manon collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion her clothing had multiple stab wounds but the flesh underneath were long since healed.* \"I didn't expect so many of them.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena though would simply put on a huge grin as she gripped her her hammer and slowly started walking towards the goblins with a slight snicker as she got closer*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblins grovel, raising their hands and whimpering.*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Manon rushed forward to stand in between Ellena and the goblins* \"Don't do this! They're leaving!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Ellena would push aside Manon* \"You guys going to just stand here or do you want to be eaten or have your head bashed in?\" *She asked as she looked down at them intensely*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The goblins all scream and run, leaving the grain behind. They're probably not coming back.*\n```Quest complete! 40 xp and 1200 SP awarded to each!```" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"There we go. Now we can return and collect our rewards. Doesn't look like they'll be returning anytime soon\" *She said as she pounded her chest with her had in pride* \"So let's go\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She eyed the warrior, unsure if disrupting the dead of their possessions was morally acceptable.* \"Are you sure..?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"What's up. You want to do something else?\" *Ellena asked not even though of looting the bodies or cleaning them up to prevent sickness from spreading*" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "\"We should bury them.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Where exactly do you want to burry them. I don't think I would be keen on the idea of having pest that were bothering me and stealing from me burried in my property. So maybe we should let the villager shirt that out. Even if they just burn them\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*She looked over her shoulder, back towards where the locals were. She gave a nod to the fighter.* \"You're right.\" *She looked down at the last goblin, the one she blasted away. A sigh passed her lips as they were probably just hungry, after being stabbed so many time. Being stabbed made her forget that they had needs too.* \"I don't want to be here anymore..\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"But you went savage and bit them. You go girl\" *She said with a joke before punching Manon's Arm in a playful manner. Though it wasn't just a light jab* \"Now let's go get our reward, what ya say?\"" }, { "author": "Manon Surai", "message": "*Without a word Manon turned her back to Ellena and went back to the village first. The praise and joke went unappreciated.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Okay then. Not one to talk\" *Ellena said as she went along not saying anything further*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would be wondering around in a village, searching for nothing in particular. He was just trying to sell his meat and see what deals he could get. This Kemonomimi had dark blue tinted hair and bright blue ears to match his bright blue ears. The could snow on the ground was way to could for his feet, so he would wear boots to keep his toes nice and warm. His Jacket was blue and had white wool sticking out the holes of it, keeping his usually open chest warm. His black pants were just long enough to wrap around the height of his boots. His five blue tails swirled in the air making it harder to count them all. His white mask with black marking was on top of his head covering one of his ears while the other twitched around from occasion*\n\n*Around his shoulder was todays catch. The corpse of a full grown male deer. Perfect for these cold times. His Jacket would be stained from the animals blood dripping out of it*" }, { "author": "Anje", "message": "\"A fellow masked connoisseur? It's good to know that I'm not the only one that likes these things. I'm smiling right now, but you would not see a hint of it under this.\" She gestures to her simple silver mask. Its face reflects the snow, the blood, and the unmoving body of the deer.\n\nAnje sits atop a brown horse. Bags hung from its saddle. The wear was a mark of a traveler. Her coat hiding beneath it a set of colorful and luxurious clothes that were definitely not local to the area.\n\nShe strode alongside the man. Some of it was out of curiosity; it's not every day that you would see a five-tailed man. \"You wouldn't happen to know where we would be though, would you? Being a hunter as it seems, I figure that you would be one suited to ask such directions.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would turn his gaze to the traveller that suddenly decided to talk to him. Just asking a question without even greeting was a little impolite to him* \"Hello there. Name's Okami. And I am indeed a hunter. Excuse me for not bowing or shaking hands, but as you can probably see. That would be a tad bit difficult at the moment\"\n\n*He then seemed to think for a bit before answering her question* \"We are currently in Vukervajik... Boy that's a mouth full. Located just west of the Salvainian Empire\" *He's say as he took a few seconds to observe the stranger*" }, { "author": "Anje", "message": "Other than the silver mask, the exotic clothes, and the shield across her back. There was not much to see that was on her person. However, there was the fact her voice carried a clear articulation and a wooden instrument case dangled alongside the bags.\n\n\"Vukervajik...\" She repeats to herself as she trots along. It's a little bit off from the beaten path that she wanted to go, but that's what she gets for travelling without a map.\n\n\"Greetings to you Okami. There are many names for me, but the one that fits best would be Anje.\" The masked stranger adds on quickly, as if trying to catch up on manners. \"It seems that I have not found the right path, but when you wander, then every path slowly becomes the right path.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I tend not to agree with that. Wondering of to much is what commonly causes a quick end to ones journeys\" *He'd say as he placed down his catch to a merchant that would exchange it for a bag of coins. Kibaru pocketed the money inside his coat rather quickly* \"Then might I ask where to you are traveling Anje?\" *Kibaru asked as he looked around for a bit. Looking for nothing in particular again, but maybe something would catch his eyes or ears*" }, { "author": "Anje", "message": "\"Nowhere. Although, if I'm to go nowhere, then being lost isn't much of the matter.\" She answers very simply. It was simple because it was the truth. \n\nAnje stays on top of her horse, looking down as she keeps trotting along. \"I guess that I'm asking you something very simple. Would you happen to know where there would be something interesting?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Something of interest. Depends. What's you fancy?\" *Kibaru said walking along with the horse. Something of interest. Quite the question to just pop on someone. If she wanted to go to nowhere, why'd she ask where she was. She would have been at nowhere if she didn't... Or maybe she was just being secretive... That or just bored and had not specific plan*" }, { "author": "Anje", "message": "\"Give me something... Historic. Ancient ruins, cultural landmarks, the likes such as that. I'll pay you to lead me there if that's what you fancy.\" She adds that on at the end. It's usually what people look for. Cold money in a cold place. Not that she would blame any of them." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Mmm... Well I assume you are a bard of sort... He said thinking about it. But I'm afraid I know not of any Ancient ruins or landmarks of importance. I can show you generally where what creature graze or hunt. Where they mate and sleep. That I can do. Other than that, I haven't the slightest. Maybe of we were a little more close to home I could help\" *Kibaru said with a shrug*" } ]

[ { "author": "halato", "message": "Recently he has been checking on his Weapons to see if they were sharpened, only to realize that his Longsword needed some sharpening. Since he did not have anything to sharpen with, he improvised and used a nearby slightly big stone to sharpen the edges of the longsword. The sound of sharpening can be heard just a bit as he goes from the bottom to the top of the sword slowly. Fading away from reality as he goes into thoughts into somewhere*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Walking towards the tavern, she notices how crowded it is.* \"Waaahh.. No worries though! I'll justtt.. Try to get past..\" *She says in her head, thinking about what would happen if someone started a fight. She giggles. Fights, to her at least, are the funniest thing to watch.*\n\n*Finally arriving at the tavern and entering, she looks around. Hmm. Maybe a drink.. She goes to sit down at the bar, thinking about what to order. God, this is borin.*" }, { "author": "halato", "message": "He would just grumply sigh as his feet carry on in the tavern. Only to realize the similar Long ear Woman that she had found not long ago as he sees her from afar at the bar this time.\nTaking his intrigue interest to the test, he would walk slowly to the bar to not make that much noise, which should be covered by the crowd of people shouting and cheering at eachother.\nOnce he sat next to her on a stool with a grumpy hmpf. His arms would lean on the bartable. Not that he has the lust for today for a drink this time. However his interrest are on that Bunny hopper that he had seen earlier not long ago. His anger is sure there, but he is not going to throw another tantrum again this time.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*She turns to look at him, recognizing him instantly.* \"So, we meet again. Hello, Alasadair. How have you been, darl?\" *She takes a sip of her wine. It's been a while since they've seen each other.*" }, { "author": "halato", "message": "\"Heh, if it isnt Bunny hopper Herself siting at the bar again. You seem to enjoy having your time at the Inn.\"\n\nHe took a moment as he would collect for words, at one point trying not to outburst in anger and at the other not to get handy grab with his bare hands. He knows too well that she can defend herself, how much he doesnt know really but one thing can be clear that he has that feeling that she is a strong Person.\nTaking another look at her again with a neutral expression and his full body turned towards to her and his right arm at the bar table as a holder. He speaks with a normal tone, though the feeling of it doesnt seem right.\n\n\"I know that you are a rich... Person. But i cant think of that you are a sort of adventurer as well are you?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Oh no. I love travelling.\" *She says with a soft tone. She notices him fidgeting, almost. Moving his hands and such. He looked angry but as if he's trying his best not to be. She stared at him, almost glaring. Glaring yes, into his soul.* \"Either you're obsessed with me you can't help being angry, or you just want to kill me.\" *She giggles.* \"I'll take the first option.\" *She sips once again on her drink.*" }, { "author": "halato", "message": "Grumply hmpfing again as he packs his arms together.\n\n\"Well the second option you are on the wrong one ill give you that.\"\n\nHe would then slowly turn back at her again with a rather chill mood, as he seem to try to calm down.\n\n\"But neither is option one. In fact im genuiely suprised to see you here again.\"\n\nAlasadair gives out a funny grin, as if he would want to tease her at least that way. Even if it may not be the case.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Surprised? I practically live here. I'm always here. And what are you trying to tease me for, hm?\" *She says in an angry sounding voice, however she's the opposite currently. Surprisingly she's happy to see him.*" }, { "author": "halato", "message": "\"Im... Im just messing with you! Nothing personal!\"\nHis wheezing came to an end as he would wipe his eyes a few times before returning to her again. Gasping for air for a moment before talking once more with a questionable face.\n\n\"Pratically? You owning this place or something?\"\nHe would try not to burst laughter again not trying to tease her more than he already has done. But perhaps it can be if she keeps telling him something weird that a rich Woman like her would be here.*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive was at the cost, she was with her pet, Mask, trying to train him to see if he could follow basic orders, the centaur was holding a little bit of chicken over his head, the small ferret looking up at it*\n\n\"Come on Mask, jump!\"\n\n*Instead of just jumping, the ferret flapped it's wings and grabbed the chicken piece out of her hand and eating it, Olive sigh in disappointment at this*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Quiss would be walking along the coast slowly, in no particular rush. His vest would be hanging over one shoulder rather than being worn, while the other shoulder rested a makeshift spear which he supported with his hand. On the spear were around 3 freshly caught fish. His long hair was left untied due to the fact that it was wet and had barely dried.*\n\n*He would notice a centaur that looked like Olive in the distance and decided to approach regardless of wether his first guess of who it was, was correct.*\n\n\"Not much luck getting the little guy to obey?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*As Mask heard the voice of someone else, he rushed to shyly hide in between Olive's legs, the ferret like creature was so small if could fit in his hands if he wanted to hold it, Olive giggled as she saw her pet acting so shyly and turned to Quiss*\n\n\"He's just a baby after all, I wasn't expecting much from him\"\n\n*The ferret sniffed the air in his direction, from behind Olive's front legs*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"What species is that anyway? Like I can see it's a ferret, but they... Don't tend to come with wings attached.\"\n\n*Quiss would stick the spear into the ground and place the vest on it, he didn't seem particularly shy of being topless in front of Olive. Rather, he looked more comfortable not wearing a shirt than otherwise. He would walk up closer and squat in front of her, trying to get a closer look at Mask.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I read a couple of books and he's a kind dragon... Ferret? Or that was the closest thing I could find that looked like him\"\n\n*The young ferret hide it's face behind Olive's leg as he got closer, it's had some spikes that resembled the ones of lizards on his tail, and his wings were also scaly, rather than that, he was completely covered in fur*\n\n\"It's supposed to be a pretty elusive species and he's not dangerous at all for all I've seen\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Well as you said, he'd still a baby. You never know what he'll grow into. But he's cute, I'll give him that. And I don't call many things cute.\"\n\n*He would extend an arm slowly towards the ferret, showing that he meant to harm. Since the ferret could probably smell it, his hand would smell of fish, which would be pretty self explanatory given the fish on the spear.*\n\n\"It's okay little guy, no intentions to hurt you.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*As he extend his hand over the ferret the smell of fish caught its attention peaking it's head out, as he's hand was right in front of it the ferret began licking his hand, Olive smiled as she saw this*\n\n\"Looks like the smell of fish made him like you\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Is that really the only likable thing about me?\"\n\n*He'd look up at her with a teasing look on his face. After a few seconds though his gaze would shift back to the ferret. He would shift his hand so that the ferret can lick his hand, but Quiss can also pet him.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"You are more likable than that and you know it\"\n\n*She crossed her arms as she looked at him, as he raised his hand to pet the ferret, it got startled and quickly flew up to Olive's arms making a noise that sounded like purring as he nuzzled against her chest*\n\n\"I guess it got a little more comfortable, don't worry, I imagine it would be hard for him to get used to more people... He was being chased by a hunter when I found him...\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*He would stand back up, ending up pretty close to Olive due to his prior position, so he took a few steps back to not make her uncomfortable.*\n\n\"I -do- know I'm likable, I was testing if -you- thought I was likable.\" *He'd look at the ferret, the shift his gaze back to Olive.* \"And if he's as rare as you made him out to be, I'm not surprised he was being hunted. Anyway, why'd you pick the coast of all places to train a ferret?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She shrug* \"There's not many beaches around were I come from and I just like places like this, I figured that Mask would also like it\"\n\n*The ferret observed him as it was hold by Olive, she simply was happy in a place like this and it also made her feel happy to be here with a friend*\n\n\"And you came here just for fishing then? Or was there other reasons?\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*He would look back at his makeshift fishing spear then back at Olive.* \n\n\"I am not actually. I'm traveling, and catching your own food when you're traveling is something that you do. Never been a big fan of New Salvania, so I don't tend to stay there overnight. My camp is actually in walking distance... That way, if you want to join me that is.\"\n\n*He'd raise his arm and point in the direction behind her, looking at the horizon then looking into her eyes as he awaits her answer.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive looked in the direction he pointed at, her guild wasn't far away but she figured that staying for a while wouldn't hurt*\n\n\"Maybe I could go with you, I was trained in how to survive in a forest back in my tribe, I could help you collect some plants that are edible and maybe some wild berries, they make a good snack\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Won't be necessary, that's what the fish is for. There's three so it should be enough for everyone. Wait- can you even eat fish?\"\n\n*He'd scratch his chin as he's never thought about wether centaurs ate meat and fish. He'd shrug and without waiting for an answer, would go get his spear and walk towards Olive, making his way past her.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She began walking along his side and Mask climbed down to her back, laying down on her rear as she walked*\n\n\"No really, centaur are completely vegetarian, we don't eat kind of meat, we have horse stomachs after all\"\n\n*She knew how to find food easily so it wasn't really going to be a problem for her*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Yeah... I guess that makes sense. Well! More for me and the ferret. I've been meaning to ask you. How'd your parents come up with Olive as a name. Or is that common among the centaur? To be named after plants. I mean you might be just as appealing but doesn't mean you have to be named like that. You know what I mean?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She giggled as she heard his theory about her name and why was she named like that, it was kinda cute for her*\n\n\"My mother actually had a craving for olives during her whole pregnancy and when I was born and they saw the green color of my eyes, they thought it fit me; it is actually pretty common, at lest among my tribe to name the children after things you see in your every day life\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"So is there anyone named Centaur? There has to be, right? I mean all you guys see are centaurs every day.\"\n\n*He said that in a sarcastic tone, obviously not expecting anyone to be named Centaur.*\n\n\"I have a riddle for you. What is a centaur prostitute called?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Why would anyone be just named Centaur? It's like naming a macen, just Macen\"\n\n*She thought for a moment of his riddle, without a clue about what he would come up with*\n\n\"I don't know... What do they call a centaur prostitude?\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Olive.\" *He'd look dead serious for a moment before breaking out into a laugh.* \"I'm kidding! I'm kidding... They call them a Centwhore.\"\n\n*He'd look at Olive, hoping his smile would make the first joke less offensive to her. Though he himself doesn't know how that logic works.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I would kick you if I didn't consider you my friend and I don't want you dead\"\n\n*She glared at him as she crossed her arms while walking, it wasn't really funny for her, female centaurs used to be considered like sex slaves for male centaurs in the past*\n\n\"For your information, I've never had sex with anyone before in my life...\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Quiss would turn around and begin walking backwards so he could face her. He'd still be smiling but it was pretty obvious that she didn't find his joke funny.*\n\n\"C'mon don't take me so seriously. I'm just Quiss.\" \n\n*He'd use his free hand to gesture himself, as if that proved any point at all. It didn't, but he was Quiss, so things didn't really have to make sense for him to say them.*\n\n\"As for your last statement... That can change at any moment.\" *He'd wink at her.* \"Kidding!... Or am I?~\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"No!! I don't want to sleep with you!!\"\n\n*She blushed a deep red, all flustered and tried to look away, not to make eye contact with him as she kept walking with her tail in between her back legs*\n\n\"What's the deal with teasing me so much anyway???\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"It's not my fault you make it so hard to control the urge. If you'd didn't give me such cute reactions I wouldn't bother teasing you.~\"\n\n*He'd pick up his pace so that he was always in her view. Maybe it was another subtle way of teasing her. A few minutes of walking later they would reach the camp. There would be a large tent, a campfire and a horse. The horse would have leather armor lying next to it and the horse itself would have its reigns tied to a pole which had been stuck in the ground.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive blinked a couple of times as she saw the horse in his camp, it was still weird for her to she a horse body without a human torso attached to it*\n\n\"Huh... Nice horse you got there\"\n\n*She left Mask on the ground, the ferret immediately went to explore the area, she simply stretched for a bit*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Thanks. Now... The tent should be big enough for both of us- Kidding.\" \n\n*He would go into the tent and come out moments later with a flint and steel. He would go to where his old campfire was and would reignite whatever was left of the wood and charcoal. Taking the spear he would take one fish off for Mask and hold it over the flame so that the fish slowly cooks.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*After he ignited the fire Mask immediately run to middle of it, it didn't seem to get hurt at all by the flames, it just comfortably laid down, waiting for the fish to be ready*\n\n\"I should've told you about that, he is fireproof... Could you take care of him for a bit? I'll go get some stuff that I can eat\"\n\n*She didn't actually wait for a response but instead left to go find something that was edible for a herbivore like her*" } ]

[ { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Before Quiss could answer, she was already gone. He'd rotate the fish so it doesn't burn then look down at the fire, bringing his finger close, but not close enough to get burned.*\n\n\"How am I supposed to pet you if you're inside the fire?\"\n\n*He'd then lower his finger, realising there is no way he can put his hand into the flame, provided he wasn't specialised in fire magic. He'd just patiently wait for Olive to return while making sure the fish doesn't burn and the ferret doesn't run or fly away.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Mask gave him a confused look and then came out from in between the flame, he kinda understood that he couldn't get through the fire, he shyly got closer to him and then the ferret began nuzzling against his foot*\n\n*Olive would a bit longer in finding something to eat so she was still gone for now*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*When mask left the flame, Quiss hesitantly brought his hand down and poked him gently at first. Making sure he didnt get all hot when he was in the flame. Once he is sure that he is safe to touch, he would scratch the ferret gently behind the ear. He only ever had a dog as a pet so he just did the same thing.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*The small ferret enjoyed this, making a purring like noise, indicating that he liked being scratched behind his ears, lightly flapping its wings* \n\n*Olive got back after a couple more minutes, she had with her a couple of big mushrooms -that were edible-, an apple and some wild berries that she found, she looked at the scene of Quiss petting Mask and smiled* \n\n\"See? I told you that he liked you, it wasn't just the fish\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"No. You said it was the fish. Then you said that you think I'm likable.\"\n\n*He'd grin and look up at Olive, eyeing the food she brought back. Vegetarian indeed. He couldn't help but wonder if the mushrooms were edible, or rather what concerned him more was were they were hallucinogenic. Instead of asking however he just decided to wait and see.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She laid down next to the fire grabbing a stick and she impaled the mushrooms, she left the rest of the things right next to her, she hold the stick with the mushrooms over the fire to roast them* \n\n\"This kind of mushrooms grow near where I used to live, we were taught from a young age that we could eat then safely\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"I was less concerned about your health than I was with the fact that you might have brought drugs.\" *He'd smile sheepishly at Olive, clearly not meaning what he said about not caring about her health. But he wasn't lying about the drugs either.* \"That would have been a good thing ofcourse.\"\n\n*The fish would be done so he'd slide one off onto the ground for Mask and bite into the other, careful to avoid any bones.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Mask got exited as he saw food and immediately began eating the fish, ripping small pieces off before eating them* \n\n\"Of course I know some hallucinogenic mushrooms, I used to have some friends that would go out to find them and eat them in the middle of the woods, but let me tell... They're not as tasty as you might think or big enough for a good meal...\"\n\n*Once the mushrooms were ready, she took then out of the fire, she blew a bit of air on them to cool them off and then began eating*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"You really are pure aren't you?\"\n\n*He'd chuckle as he takes another bite of the fish, seeming to be enjoying his own cooking and is genuinely impressed with himself.*\n\n\"If I was looking for hallucinogenic mushrooms, I assure you it wouldn't be because I'm hungry.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I know that, I was just saying that they aren't the best option right now\" \n\n*She continued calmly eating her mushrooms, from time to time grabbing a berry and eating it, Quiss could see her moving her ears in happiness every time she ate a berry, it was obvious how much she liked them* \n\n*Mask just stayed doing his thing, munching on the fish impatiently*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Your parents should've named you Berry. It would really suit you. Plus you seem to like really berries. Your ears don't do that when you see me.\"\n\n*He'd fake pout at her for a while, until he could not longer hold it in and would laugh. He'd take another bite of his fish before speaking again.*\n\n\"But seriously though, I might start calling you Berry. You're sweet, you like berries. It matches.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Hey! Everyone enjoys berries! They good, tasty and healthy!\" *She would defend her love for berries, she liked then a lot ever since she was a child and was the first thing she learned to collect, she laughed along with him* \n\n\"Would you like to try some? Trust me, they're really sweet\" *She hold out some berries in her hand to give them to him* \n\n\"If you don't want them I will give them to your horse over there\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Who am I to say no?~\"\n\n*Quiss would take the berries from her hand, tossing them into his mouth without hesitation. If Olive ever wanted to poison him for whatever reason, it wouldn't be much of a challenge. He'd process their taste then speak to her in a posh accent as if he was a food critic.*\n\n\"Hmm... My professional opinion on the matter of these berries is... That they might be the best I've ever eaten.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive laughed at his accent, it was pretty funny to see him act that way* \"Told you they were good, you didn't have to become a good critic to say it\" \n\n*She keep laughing for time to time as she finished her mushrooms, it was something hard to forget what he just did* \"Since when are you expert on wild berries?\"\n\n*Mask has finished eating, he left a bit less than half the fish he was eating but his tiny stomach was full already, he climbed up to Olive's back, yawning*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*He'd continue with the accent.* \"Didn't you know? I'm Quissosa Enneh, the most highly recognized berry expert in all of Drase.\"\n\n*He would finish the last few bites of his own fish and toss the bones to the side. He'd continue.*\n\n\"Shocked a berry lover such as yourself was not aware of such fact. I'm a celebrity in the berry world.\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*(I'm a berry girl in a berry world)*\n\n*(its organic, its fantastic)*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She rolled on her back, laughing such as a horse would do while rolling on grass, Mask flew off from her back as soon as he get her turn upside, looking at her confused while flying above her* \"You? A berry expert?\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"The finest this land has to offer.~\"\n\n*Even Quiss would have a hard time staying in character with her laughing and rolling around. He'd have to stop himself multiple times from bursting out laughing. An unbearable grin planted on his face.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"You are the berry expert with the best accent that had ever existed\" *She looked at him while still on her back, holding back her laughter, Mask simply gave both of them a weird look, not understanding the situation here*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Glad you think so m'lady.\"\n\n*That was the last straw, unlike Olive he'd be holding back his laugh all the time so this time he'd burst out laughing eventually ending up laying down on the ground. Once he's calmed down he just lay there, looking up at the sky and the clouds. His voice would return to normal.*\n\n\"The wether was really good today. Would be a pain if it rained and I had to camp out.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She also looked up at the sky, seeing the clouds, she sighed* \"It would be such a shame if it rain, the sky looks beautiful\" \n\n*Mask got down from flying and went to Olive's arms, he knew he wouldn't be kicked off that place, she hugged him and pat his little head at she looked up at the sky*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"I don't know. I like the rain. The way it feels just standing in it, let it wash over you.\" *He'd pause.* \"But then again it might just be the fact that I've spent a lot of time in deserts so I've grown to appreciate it more.\"\n\n\"Does it rain a lot where you're from?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Not that much, but we did have a good amount of rain from time to time, I helped a couple of times to keep the kids from my tribe inside while it rained, they always wanna play in the puddles\" \n\n*She seemed a bit annoyed about this, but she liked working with kids, it was just that when it rained, they all got exited and it was hard to keep them inside*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"I can imagine. I had a hard enough time with my little sister. Don't even want to know what it was like with many kids.\"\n\n*He'd chuckle, though it would seem abit forced, which was unusual for Quiss. Maybe he was just homesick. Or maybe there was more to it. It was unlikely that he'd say.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She sighed \"Yeah and centaur kids are hard to handle, they can run around after a just a few months of being born and are pretty big\" \n\n*She could't detects that the chucked was forced tho, meanwhile Mask fell asleep on her arms as she caress his fur*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Okay weird question. Completely random. What's your type?\"\n\n*Quiss would now turn to look at her, still laying down but using his elbow to support a sideways position.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive looked at him confused, not understanding the question at all, no one ever asked her that* \"My type? Sorry, but what do you mean?\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Well I clearly didn't fit your criteria as a guy you might like. So I'm just curious what kind of guy you -do- like. I mean there had to have been atleast one, right?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She blushed a bit* \"Well... I liked someone who just likes me for what I'm and for who I am... I like someone who listens to me and makes me enjoying the time that I spend with them\" \n\n*She looked up at the sky as she said about this, she could think of a a couple of boyfriends and a girlfriend she had in the past, but things didn't work out*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"I see... I guess I have to try harder then!\" *He would say it in a teasing tone so that it would be near impossible to tell wether he was serious or not.*\n\n*He would then stand up, probably too bored to lie down anymore as he proceeds to stretch upwards. He would take the hairband from his wrist and tie his now dry hair into a ponytail.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Despite not distinguishing if he was serious or not, she blushed either way she didn't felt anything special for Quiss despite friendship* \"Why. Do You Like To Tease Me?!\"\n\n*She got up from the ground with the sleeping Mask in between her hands*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"I already told you. You give cute reactions.\" *He'd shrug. Even he himself didn't know why he always teased her, or any other female that he became friends with. At this point it was just something he did. He couldn't even really control it.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"So what now? Do we just go to sleep?\" \n\n*It was already getting late so maybe they should do that instead of just staying standing in the middle of the cold night*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Yeah I guess. I still need to cover quite the distance tomorrow so it's probably my best option.\" \n\n*He'd yawn as he says that and begin walking towards the tent he had set up, when at the entrance he'd look back at Olive.*\n\n\"I already said so but you're free to sleep here, there's plenty of space.\"\n\n*With that he'd walk in.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She figures it was better to sleep inside the tent that outside, so she sighed and followed him while carrying her asleep pet with her* \n\n\"I prefer to sleep inside than outside\" *She said this as she enter the tent*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Out of respect for Olive, Quiss would keep his pants on. He'd position himself on one side of the tent and then almost immediately he'd have fallen asleep.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive just unbuttoned the first two buttons of her shirt to be more comfortable and laid down next to him with Mask in her arms, falling asleep while hugging him*" } ]

[ { "author": "xyvix", "message": "```md\n[Today, the seas, tomorrow][—well, who knew?]\n```\n\nThe lonely merchant vessel seemed to glide through the ocean's calm blue, cutting through rolling waves as it headed to the port it called home. Wisps of busy conversation and boisterous shouts echoed across the waters, mellowing out the otherwise dreary silence of a lengthy journey. Wooden boards creaked and clicked as they bore the weight of a homesick crew—working, just like every other soul on board.\n\nSave for one.\n\nBraced lazily against a railing on the topside deck were the lithe, ivory-hued arms of an unusually garbed man, the oriental robe that fell around his towering form flowing and flapping in the wind. He looked... Foreign, to say the least. Truly; it would be an apt description. The tightly-bundled pack that hung from his back only added further to his mystery, deep as the pools of his eyes that gazed longingly across the sea's vast emptiness. Those were eyes that sought the simple comforts of warmth and stability—a brief respite from the toils of having to travel barren roads and raging rivers.\n\nNot that those could stop him, anyway.\n\n\"To always deliver\"—the pride of the Dragon Express, whose helmet hung securely from a loop on the man's ornate belt.\n\nJin's sigh would roll under the rays of the blazing Drase sun, a casual smile making itself present on his pursed lips. This was no time to be thinking about _work_, of all things—he was finally heading _home_, after all. He'd missed it dearly.\n\nThe delivery to the far isles had paid well: more so than he expected, even. Granted, it had come with its share of bristling dangers—but _oh, well._ They didn't matter now. Thumbing the pouch that carried his rather _sizable_ payment of gold coins, the courier wouldn't be able to resist letting his sly smile spread to the corners of his lips, closing his eyes as he leaned into the embrace of the rushing air that enveloped the ship. \n\n\"Won't be long now,\" Jin would hum, turning his gaze bowside and watching the vessel slice the waves. He could almost... Almost.\n\nNew Salvainia called—the lure of golden opportunity for intrepid souls. The Macen really knew how to do business, didn't they?\n\nStifling an inward laugh, the wily _fox_ would rub his palms together, letting his magic flow free. Mere moments later, a glow would envelop his form: fading away to reveal eight brilliant tails that fanned out behind him.\n\n\"_That's_ better.\" Jin would sigh, stretching his arms up and out—wiggling the ears and tails that felt like they had been locked away for eons. It was best to shake away the fatigue now, while he still could. After all, it likely wouldn't be long befor-\n\n\"**New Salvainia! All hands on deck—New Salvainia!**\"\n\nAh. \n\nRight.\n\nAs the ship pulled into the busy port, Jin would shroud himself once more. The guise of a plain, run-of-the-mill Macen in rather odd robes never seemed to fail—a truly adaptable race, if he were to say so himself.\n\n\"Home.\" The sly courier would grin: vanishing into the noisy crowd in but a single step." }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Along the coast moved a young dark elf woman using her glaive as a walking stick as she moved down watching the ground more than anything as she seemed to be looking for something*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Suddenly, a really small ferret like creature appeared in front of her, it mostly looked like a normal ferret, except for the fact that if had wings, it seemed curious about her glade, cautiously getting closer to her*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*At the sight of something coming into her view she almost fell backwards but caught herself on her glaive before taking a proper look at the creature* \"What on earth are you little one?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*The creature sniffed in her direction but turned around at the sound of someone's voice* \"Mask! Get back here!\"\n\n*A young centaur was walking up to the creature and the small ferret squeaked in happiness as it flew to the arms of his owner* \"Sorry, did he bother you? I'm still training him\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia was laying on the beach, bathing in the sun and relaxing a little for once. Crimson was flying around playing with Mask and he landed next to Mask when he went to the woman, letting out a small shriek. It looked like a griffin but it was small, about the size of a cat. Sofia whistled and Crimson flew back to her. She stayed there listening to the conversation*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"No no he wasn't a bother at all\" *She was quicker to answer the voice before seeing who it was a little more taken aback by the view of a centaur and now another small creature flying around obviously looking rather curious about everything around her now* \"Uh h-hi\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She sighed seeing how Sofia had already trained her pet so that it came back to her easily* \"I guess I just present myself, I'm Olive and this little one right here is Mask\" \n\n*She hold out the ferret to her, the small creature was sticking out it's tongue at her, in more of a silly way*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Her confused look was replaced by a warm smile as she poked a finger out to Mask to see what he would do before looking at Olive* \"I'm Mirana pleasure to meet you\" *She smiled up at her trying to be pleasant whilst still holding her glaive's haft*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Mask proceeded to lick her finger that was stick out to him, the baby ferret was friendly, Olive looked at her glaive, wondering if it was a good weapon* \n\n\"Nice to meet you and it looks like my pet also likes meeting you\" *She smiled at her*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"He's such a cutie, what exactly is he? He looks like a ferret but the wings make me think otherwise\" *She went to give mask a pat as she continued to look at Olive almost beaming at how cute Mask was*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well, he is a ferret, but he's a rare subspecies, a Dragon Ferret\" *Mask didn't look like something dangerous or big at all like you would expect from a species of that had 'dragon' on its name, so maybe the title was more because of the wings, he simply enjoyed the pats wagging its tail lightly*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She gave her a look of amazement at the unique animal that was mask, as she rather happy to continue petting him* \"That's actually really cool, nothing like i've ever seen although he's abit adorable to be a dragon\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She giggled at this* \"He's just a baby after all, but he is pretty adorable either way, they're supposed to be able to breathe fire but he hasn't done that for now\"\n\n*She left him on the ground so Mask could go back to playing with Crimson, the ferret did this, going to look for the micro-griffin*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"Okay now that sounds cool, but enough about the cute little guy what brings you here Olive?\" *She was still smiling watching Mask a little before looking up at Olive*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Crimson would go back to flying and playing with Mask*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She shrugged, one of her front hooves playing with the sand* \"I simply like the cost, there's not many places like this around where I am from and... It's also a nice place to spend time with friends\" *She pointed at Sofia that was taking a sun bath*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia waved, smiling*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"That's fair enough, it's not a place i'm used to either i'm just here collecting mushrooms or any other plants and such i can use for alchemy\" *She gave a look to the surroundings before waving to Sofia with a big smile*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She gave her a confused look* \"It's kind hard to find mushrooms in the beach, wouldn't it be better in a forest or a cave?\" \n\n*She had some experience in finding mushrooms in forests but didn't have much luck with them on the beach*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"You're probably right but i can still find mosses and such for alchemy, but this is my first time away from the caves and stuff so i'm just looking for whatever i can\" *She was smiling as she pulled a small pouch off her belt taking three brown mushrooms out holding them in her hand with a smile*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Huh, you found those your self? That's cool\" *Olive was just used to seeking out for edible mushrooms, she knew some species that she could and couldn't eat but she would let her tell about them since she seemed to know more about the subject*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She gave a smile before dropping them on the ground as she began to cast a spell her hand waving over them before she spoke the word 'live' which caused the mushrooms to form into little mushroom humanoids that gave a slight look around before up at Olive* \"Yeah and my parents helped me develop a spell to make them into these\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive took a couple of steps back as the mushrooms changed their form to that one of a humanoid, she was pretty impressed by this, raising her ears*\n\n\"Wow... That's really impressive! I barely can do any magic myself other that one spell I know\" *She was always impressed by seeing people do magic, didn't matter what kind of magic they practiced*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*The Mushroom spawn bumbled around picking up rocks before stacking them up to the side as if they were used to doing something along those lines and defaulted to that* \"Yeah i can always teach you a little more magic if you were ever interested\" *She was quite happy see someone interested in what other spellcasters may see her magic as simple*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She took another step back as she observed the mushroom creatures collecting rock, it was a weird thing to look at*\n\n\"It's alright, I think I'm fine for now with what I know, maybe someday I'll find some spell that would be more convenient for me\" \n\n*Since she didn't have much knowledge about this time of magic, so she didn't knew if she would be interested enough to learn it*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"Alrighty but it's rather fun but of course not for everyone, if you don't cast spell might i ask what you do do?\" *She still smiles nonetheless as her mushroom spawn have formed up beside her ready for some orders and to show they were done*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well...\" *She took out the bow that she had on her back, it had some markings of centaurs and other animal*\n\n\"I used to be hunter for my tribe and I'm pretty skilled with a bow, of course I know how to use other weapons, but I prefer this one, is just practical for traveling\" *She seemed to be pretty proud of her archer skills*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She looked on in awe of the design of the bow markings and all as she wasn't used to other cultures or races in general* \"That's a really nice looking bow, all i've got is this glaive and rapier\" *Her words were accompanied by a twirl of her glaive*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia turned to the two and just said loud enough for them to hear her.*\n''I got my fists and my legs. That's all I need.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well those are good weapons you got there, not many people know how to handle them correctly\"\n\n*Olive giggled as she heard Sofia, turning to her* \"But pretty strong, it's normal for you to not use a weapon\"" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She smiles at the mention of her weapons and the same as she heard Sofia call out as she leans on her Glaive slightly* \"Yeah they're a pain to learn but nice once you get used to them, so you two are pretty much an Archer and Martial artist pair?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia laughed*\n''A martial artist? Me? Neveeeerrr.'' *She said in a sarcastic tone*\n''Actually I use stone to pack even more punch in my punches sooooo. It's magical martial arts i'd say?''\n*She stood up*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I once saw her punch a tree down... In a single punch... Out of anger...\" \n*Olive sight after she said this, she could remember that time very vividly, it kinda scared her at first, it was the first time and only time she saw her raw power*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Mirana's eyes just almost sparkle at the image of someone punching down a tree as she looked to Sofia* \"You enhance your unarmed strikes with magic? How long does it last? How much does it boost it by?, is it costly?\" *She went into full researcher style with her speech and questions*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia was surprised, didn't expect the questions the girl asked her*\n''Well, Uh, I just do it?''\n*She showed her arm and her tattoos started glowing blue, stoned particles came out of the tattoos and the ground to create a thick layer of stones around her fists*\n''See? Now I could punch a tree, if I was angry and had a reason...''\n*She sat back down in the sand and the stone just fell off*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She observed the tattoos closely as she didn't get to see them much the last time she used her magic, after the stone fell off, she went up to her and pat her head after she sat down*\n\"You are pretty powerful but you don't notice it!\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia looked at Olive*\n''Thanks, it's just that... Nevermind, now is not the time for that.'' \n*She looked at her left hand, especially at her half pinky finger*\n''Not the time...''" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She watched on as Sofia was using her tattoos it appeared with rather curious eyes as she smiled at the sight of this strange ability* \"That's really neat and i agree it does look like you have a fairly large font of power\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia looked at the girl.*\n''Well I can create a ball of rock and throw it pretty fast for it to shatter in mid air, I turn to stone when I'm too angry and do this.''\n*Her tattoos glowed faintly and a 3mm layer of stone formed all around her body.*\n''That's pretty much it, nothing really exciting if you ask me''\n*The stone layer disappeared back into her tattoos*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"It might not be exiting for you but that's because you can do that any time that you like, we can't casually appear rocks in our bodies, but you can do it and that's fascinating!!\"\n\n*She still though that Sofia's powers were really impressive despite her not admitting it*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "And i think it touched my mouse too" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Mirana gave a nod at OliveMs words like 'yeah it's exciting for us' before her Mushroom spawn stood atop each other being weird* \"As much as it would be cool do something like that\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia stood up again and shrugged. She didn't think of her power that highly, she still had potential to make her magic grow stronger.*\n\"Thanks girls, but It's still not enough.You should see the rest of my family, they're the one to fear...\"\n*She thought about how she was the weakest in her family in term of magical capabilities. And the night she got kicke~.*\n*From outside, stone was forming around her eyes and her feet. Her tattoos flashing at random intervals, like if it was broken or something.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"But we're not talking about how strong is your family, we're talking about how YOU...\"\n\n*Olive looked at her confused as she saw a rock layer forming around her eyes and feet and gently reached out to her, placing her hand on her shoulder, it just looked like she needed comfort*\n\n\"Your family might not see it that way but are someone to be admired in strength, trust me, I believe you are capable of doing a lot of things with your kind of power\" *She gently smiled at her*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Seeing the Layer of stone form around Sofia, taking a few steps back the mushroom spawn each dismissing into nothing as she looked on rather shocked as to what was happening leaving it up to Olive to help with whatever was happening however she was gripping her glaive rather tight*" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia looked at Olive with a grateful smile*\n''I was getting carried away again wasn't I?''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive sighed in relief that she calmed down for now and then smiled at her*\n\"Just a little bit, it's alright\"\n*She pat her head for a bit, Mask came back, sniffing at the mushrooms from a couple of feet away from them*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She let out a sigh as it appeared Sofia was calming down as the mushrooms began to dissipate as Mirana started to lean on her Glaive again rather idle* \"It happens to the best of us trust me\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia turned around and waved goodbye*\n''I'm going back to the Melting Maple, I need a drink...''\n*She walked away, whistled and Crimson flew to her and landed on her back.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She waved goodbye at her* \"Have a good time there! Maybe I'll join you later...\"\n*Mask growled at the mushroom creature as they began to disappear, not understanding why they did that, he inhale and tried to spit a fireball at them but only a small smoke ball came out of him mouth, dissipating in the air, the look on the ferret's face was rather of disappointment*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*She gave a silent wave to Sofia as she was leaving before kneeling down to Mask seeing what he was trying to do, she smiled slightly as she pulled out a small mushroom offering it to the him*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Mask sniffed the mushrooms and grabbed it with his mouth, but he didn't seem to have much interest in eating it, instead he left it on the ground began playing with it*\n\"Its a nice gesture but Mask won't eat that if those were your intensions, ferrets are carnivorous\"" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"I assumed he wouldn't but he seemed interested in my mushroom spawn so i was curious as to what he may do with it\" *She gave another warm smile as she stood up to look to Olive again* \"I assume you'd be heading to follow your friend soon?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She shrugged* \"Provably, I mean, a beer doesn't sound like a bad idea right now, but I don't if Mask wants to leave\" \n\n*She got closer to Mask looking at him as he played with the mushroom that he received, lightly nibbling on it before he loose interest and flew to her owner to rest on top of Olive's back, yawning as he got comfortable*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "*Noticing his loss of interest in the mushroom she picked back up before slipping it into her pocket still rather happy with her encounter not being a fight* \"That's fair enough, well it's been nice meeting you I wasn't expecting friendly faces strangely enough\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"It was nice meeting you too, you don't meet everyday someone that does magic with mushrooms\" *She smiled happily at her* \n\n\"It would be nice to see you again someday, see ya!\" *She turned around and began walking away from the place in the direction of the tavern*" }, { "author": "previoussiren", "message": "\"Same to you and hopefully we will meet again\" *There was still a wide smile on her face as she waved watching Olive walk off before the smile faded as she seemed to yawn slightly before walking off twirling her glaive, heading off in the distance*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Here we are... Ahhh, smell that fresh salty air\" *Kibaru would say as he inhaled deeply*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would close her eyes and inhale the air and she would take off her hood and let the breeze blow through her hair and she would enjoy the sun on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then walk to a closeby rock and put his stuff donw there*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would put her stuff with his*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then take of his shirt and put it next to his pile, His chest would have a few scars on and a necklace could now be seen around his neck*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would go to the trees and take off her dress and she was wearing a underwear and a bra and when she came back she blushed and put her dress with her cape and started running towards the water*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would turn red in the face when he saw he like that an dwhen she ran of to the water Kibaru would wisper something to himself* \"Didn't expect that to happen, I hoped she would have something else considering that she did use water allot, but today it seems I was lucky\" *He would thjen follow behind her, trying to avert his gaze in atemt to hide his shyness, though it clearly did not work*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*As soon as she got into the water a tail would grow and her hair would be more flowy and she jumped into the air and flipped and dove back into the water smiling as she did*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Uhhh, Ummm?W-what?\" *Kibaru was completely suprised by this as he has never seen this. He would just stare as he sloely walked in deeper*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would come up to the surface in front of him and she would turn back to her human form* \"Hey there!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would ofcoure be scared and jump back a bit, but he looke closer to her* \"Wow, facinating... No human I've met has done that before\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Surprise?\" *There would be a bracelet around her wrist and she would be smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Is that what made tp do that?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea you sure do catch on fast\" *She would turn around and dive back into the water as a gesture for him to follow*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well that's amazing\" *He wound the dove in after her, Kibaru wasn't as good as her in swiming, though he still knew how to swim*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would rise to the surface and splash him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would look at her , giving her a playful look that would warn her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would splash him again with her tail*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then splash back as her as a last warning*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh* \"Try me i dare you\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile smugly before using his hand to squirt water at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh and use her tail to splash a wave of water on him before swimming quickly back to shore and beginning to run while turning back into her human form*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*As she would swim back, he would dive under water to hide himself*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh and sit on the sand where the ocean meets the sand*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would continue to hold his braeth. He may not be that good of a swimer, but he could hold his breath for quite some time*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stand and wade into the water with a worried expression on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue to hold his breath, though he would not last any longer than he already has*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would call out his name with a worried tone in her voice* \"Kibaru?\" *She figured if she called him by the name that he hated her calling him by he would come out* \"Kibby?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Luckily Kibaru could not hear that, though he would have wo surface eveatually and so he decided to finally come up. As he would burst trough the layer of watter, he would cach a deep breath*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"There you are you made me so worried i thought i killed you\" *She would help him to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Kill me, I won't go down that easy\" *Other than Kibaru cathing his breath there was no real difrence to him. He was still normal*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She hugged him* \"I don't think i wanna try to kill you\" *She let go of him and then went to go get his coat and her cape and she brought it back to them*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Though, when she went to fech the his coat and her cape, he would swim back in and dive down again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would come back and wonder where he went so she put their stuff on a nearby rock and went back underwater to try to find him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Under water he was busy colecting clams that he had spoted the first time he went down*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Once he had gathered them all in on e spot, he would go up for breath again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stay underwater and look at the clams while he was up getting air*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*When he got air, he would swim back down again towards the spot where he had gathered the glams. He would she pick one up, pull his arm back and throw it upward out of the water onto the the beach, he would then continue to do so with the reast quickly throwing them one by one out of the watter.*\n\n*This task was no easy task, one had to have either magic to do this, or allot of strenght*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him and wonder if he needed help* \"Need any help?\"\n\n*She picked up a few and swam to the surface and started to throw them back to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would stay underwater and continue to launch them from where he was standing untill there was noe left. He would then swim back up to catch a deep breath*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would look at him* \"You okay?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea... Just out of breath\" *He would then swim to shore spasing her in the prosess*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Hey!\" *She would swim after him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"To slow\" *He would say as he feet touched the ground underneath him and he would start running out the the sad where he was safe*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would run after him and she would grab their stuff along the way*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*But kibaru would go to the place most of the clams where thrown at* \"Ha, got allot of them" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stop running and catch her breath and put their stuff on a rock and then climb up a tree to sit on a branch and lean against the tree trunk and she would be breathing heavily*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You ok?\" *Kibaru would ask as he threw all the clams towards the rock where theirs stuff was*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod* \"Just really bad at running\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"But you're incredibaly good at swiming I see\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea it doesn't make sense does it\" *She looks up at the leaves in the tree*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well to me, some people are great at one thing while they sometimes such at other stuff\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"You do have a point\" *She would watch the ocean while still perched in the tree*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After collecting all the clams in one place, Kibaru sat againts the tree's base*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"So what do we do now?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I don't know... For now I'm just going to enjoy the view" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright\" *She closes her eyes and enjoys the sounds around her*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*A wile after Kibaru would actaully have fell asleep, naping in the sade of the tree*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would also fall asleep and little would she know but she was slowly losing her balance*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*A little bit after, Kibaru would wake again after he accedently fell asleep again, He would then look up at Adeliza to see if she was still there*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would still be in the tree asleep but she was wobbling and it looked like she was gonna fall*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would quickly jump to his feet and stand beneath her to cath her. Kibaru did not climb the tree himself, due to fear that she might fall before he could grab her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*As soon as he began to stand up she fell but surprisingly she was still asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would safely catch her, not waking her by absorbing most of the inpact by going down*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be dangling in his arms still fast asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Aye, she almost hurt herself by sleeping in the tree... Sigh.\" *He would then go to sit back down with his back againts the tree, holding her in his arms. Kibaru was still half asleep and didn't really think about it. He would the slowly fall aslepp again after realising that she was still asleep*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would slowly wake up and yawn and she was surprised that she was on the ground but she probably fell off the tree so she then realized Kibaru had caught her and she blushed and went to get her cape and put it on him and she then went to go sit on the sand by the ocean*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*A while after Kibaru would wake up and strech realising that Adeliza was now on the beach. He would the stand up and yawn and strech again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be sitting and looking at the ocean with a sad aura and she would be deep in thought*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would silently approach her as he noticed she had not realised he was awake. He would then feel she was sad when he got close.* \"Something wrong?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would come back to reality and wipe the tears on her face* \"Huh? Oh yea I'm fine\" *She would stand up quickly and go to get her cape*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I can feel your sadness you know, and it's unfair to have me feel something without explaining why\" *He would say handing her the cape he brought with him*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It's memories that's all\" *She would take her cape from him* \"Thanks\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Good ones or bad ones?\" *Kibaru would ask her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Bad...\" *She would turn away from him and sit back down on the sand*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Want to tell me about it?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It was about memories of my parents and that feeling of being alone in a big dark place\" *She made herself small by curling into a ball*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would sit back down again next to her* \"You know, I met a boy the other day, a undead one that came from the past. He was also afraid of being alone, he was only a child and he didn't even know that he slept for so long that his whole vilage is probaly wiped. The worst part is that he clearly looked undead and he was hunted by humans even though he was but a boy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's really sad why would they do something like that to him?\" *She would look at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Because he is undead, and just because of that. They didn't care if he was a child. People fear what they don't know\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would look back out at the ocean in silence*\n\n*She would play with her bracelet*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So I basicaly did what any olderbrother would do, I gave him a promise\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What did you promise him?\" *She looked at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That I would be with him, no matter what\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"So then where is he right now?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"His busy finding his path somewhere and hopefully making new friends\"\n\n\"I'm though not alway close to him, He's surely not alone\" *Kibaru would say holding a fist on his bare chest* \"I'm with him in soul and the link that keeps my soul by his side is our memories\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She smiles* \"That's really nice and sweet of you\" *She would start to cheer up a bit*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile as he felt her cheering up* \"Well I tried... Though the kid seemed to have left thinking I was some sort of apostle of the gods\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She smiled* \"Well that's interesting you must have really helped him\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well, I can't stand to see a child sad. Whether that child is living or undead, monster or human, I will try my best to cheer them up\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Which is always the right thing to do\" *She would begin to get a bit cold and so she would wrap her cape around her*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea. I do enjoy seeing the smiles of children, so I do my best to always make them smile\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That would probably be something that I enjoy as well\" *She would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Though a womans smile isn't that bad either\" *He would say poking her cheek*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush a little and laugh* \"Neither is a man's\" *She would say as she ruffled his hair*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then smile at her showing his teeth and wagging his tails in the sand* \"Glad to hear that\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would think \"So cute!\"*\n\n*She would laugh* \"I'm glad that we met\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I can gladly say I feel the same way about you\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile again and blush a little* \"So what shall we do now?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"We could eat these as a snack\" *He would say holding up one of the clams*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright but do we need to cook them?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"We can actually eat them raw\" *He would say opening one with his claws and slirping the raw meat out. By the looks of it, he enjoyed it*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah okay\" *She would take one and try to open it*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile at her knowing that she would struggle* \"Hard to open, isn't it?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea\" *She would try to hit it on a rock but it still wouldn't open*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Don't smash it\" *He would say joking* \n\"You could use your water magic though\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Right sorry\" *She would use her magic to open it and it would open a little*\n\n\"Well that sure helped\" *She would say frustrated*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Why not focus it into a Blade?\" *He would ask as a sudden lightning would apear around his fist. It looked like a physical armour that made his claws longer, though it would only last a few seconds* \"Like that\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Huh good point\" *She would focus all of her energy into her hand and she would make a strong gush of water and it would open the clam*\n\n\"Woah it worked!\" *She said with a smile on her face and she would then eat the meat inside the shell*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm glad I could help. My grandmother's teaching may have not given me much of an upper hand in battle, but I can sure teach other people though\" *He would say waiting for her reaction on how the clam tasted*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Which is good also this clam tastes like the ocean is that weird?\" *She had a puzzled expression on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not at all, I mean clams do live in the ocean. WOuld make sense in it tasting a bit salty\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea\" *She would lie down on the sand*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*As she did that, kibaru would continue to eat his clams with ease, enjoying each one*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would look up at the clouds*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After Kibaru was done with a fe of them, he would begin to play with the sand*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Wanna make a sandcastle?\" *She sat up*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm already busy\" *Kibaru would say as he waqs busy making a smal hill of sad* \"But we're going to build a big one\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She began to construct the moat for the sandcastle and then she went to go collect some shells*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"We could also use these he would say houlding up one of his clams\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah good point\" *She brought back a bunch of shells and she would hold them up so that they could shine in the sun* \"Aren't they pretty?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Indeed they are. Would you mind giving me one?\" *He would as as he stated to make a larger hill with other hills around it*\n\n\"Thanks\" *He would then put a bit of sand it, making a mold* \"Want to see something awesome?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Sure\" *She would sit down beside him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok\" *He would then put his hnad over the shell and a sudden lightning would soround the shell. When he took his hand of, the shell would breack, but there would be a Glass mold remaning from the shell.* \"There we go\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Woah it's so pretty\" *She would be surprised and she would look at it sparkle in the sunlight*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Here\" *He would say after he had cut of the sharp eges with his naills*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Huh?\" *She would be slightly surprised and she would look up at him confused*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would give it to her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Thanks and i have something for you too\" *She would give him a bracelet that was almost like hers but more boyish*\n\n\"It's not something as amazing as what you gave me but it is a bracelet exactly like mine and it allows you to do everything that my bracelet allows me to to do\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Really!\" *He would be exited by the gift as it would make him look quite cool. He then put it on with sparling eyes* \"Awesome, Thanks\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No problem!\" *She would smile seeing him so happy*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He then looked back as his tail a bit confused about something* \"So how do I use it?... Like how or when does it activate?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She took off her cape and then she took his hand and led him to the water* \"Swim and you'll see what happens\" *She smiled and her eyes sparkled*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru did wonder what would happen him already having tails as is* \"Ok then\" *He followed her into the water\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would begin to swim and turn into her mermaid form and she would wait to see what happened to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So it works wehn I start swiming?\" *He would ask not knowing if something is supose to happen*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea and if that doesn't work try going underwater\" *She would already be in the water and waiting for him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok then\" *Kibaru would the dive in the water and would growscales on his arm and feet. Between his toes and fingers would grow webbing and his hair would grow an inch*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and she would begin to swim*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would realise he could breath under water and he would grin widely. He saw great use for this*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"There you go now try and swim\" *She would begin to swim*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then begin to swim, truely this was amazing for him* \"This is so awesome!\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh* \"I'm glad you enjoy it\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thanks allot Addy\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile too* \"Anytime!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So, how long does it last and whats the price\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It lasts as long as you are in the water and you don't have to pay me it's a gift\" *She would say happily*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No, I mean, does it use mana? Or like what?\" *He would ask curiously*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No it's simply just magic\" *She would say*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok, then it's for free... This will be usefull\"\n\n\"Now I might have to give you something else\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What do you mean?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ow, you'll see\" *He said swiming towards the shore gesturing her to follow*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She followed him and once they got back to shore she turned into her human form* \"You know i don't need anything in return\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No, but I need to give you something in return\" *He would say as he sat down, he would then draw a smal hart in the sand*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It's okay you really don't have to\" *She would sit next to him and try to stop him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I want to, or else I would feel guilty\" *He would say as he would take some cloth and put it in, then fill it up with sand and put a small peble in the middle. He would then use his lightning on it to make glass and he would remove the peble*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay if you say so\" *She lets him make her something*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then repeat the prossess by doning it once more. Once he was done, he would then activate his fire and place some of the liquit blue flame into the whole inside the hart, quickly he would the put the other glass on and use his lighning to seal the two glass haerts into one and add a small whole ontop. He would then use his nails to cut of the sharp parts and to carf in some markings by turning the part of the glass black using his lighning and his fire to polish it. He would then throw some more sand onto of the glass, but he would rub it in with his fire, strenghtening th glasse heart.*\n\n*After deactivating his fire, He would go to take out some tring from his bag. He would then put ith through the whole.* \"Done\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be shocked and would just sit there* \"That's so beautiful!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You think so\" *He would then hand it to her*\"This is my gift to you, It will keep you warm and it will give you light as long as it stays unbroken\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Thank you!\" *She would eagerly begin to put it on*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*As she did, a slight warmth could be felt coming from it* \"If you feel to could or need a brighter light, then just chanlle your mana into it\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Woah thank you so much!\" *She would jump onto him and hug him tightly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok, calm down, the braclet was thanks enough\" *He would say smiling after he had caught her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She laughs but doesn't move* \"Right sorry\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*A slight blush could be seen in his eyes but he was still smiling* \"Now we both have gifts to remember each other by...\" *He would say holding her with on hand*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush a little as well and cuddle with him* \"Yea...\" *She would look out at the ocean*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"This has been a great day, thanks\" *He would say also staring at the ocean*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No thank you for bringing me here\" *She would smile at him, her eyes sparkling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well it's my pleasure to make abeatiful woman happy\" *He would say as he smiled back at her with his eyes closed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and then kiss his cheek and then look away* \"S-sorry\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then blush even more before deciding to do the same and kiss her cheek to* \"Now we're even\" *He would still look at her though, even if his face was turning red*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea\" *She would turn back to him, blushing and she would then rest her head on his chest*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then put his other arm around her as he turned his gaze towards the ocean, looking at how the sun would reflect againts the water*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would feel happy and wanted which are feelings she hadn't felt in a long time and then she too would look back at the ocean*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"This is indeed a beautiful day and I'm glad I got to enjoy it\" *He would say*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea it is very beautiful and thank you for making it so much fun!\" *She would say, smiling while still looking at the ocean*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thank you as well\" *He would say looking at his newly aquired bracelet*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would fidget with her necklace* \"Yea no problem!\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So, You feeling hungry?\" *Kibaru would say turning his gaze back to her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea a little\" *She would say while looking back at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok... Then how aboutt fish?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Sounds good to me!\" *She would begin to get up*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then walk to get his bow and 5 arrows, he would the return to the water and would walk in until his knees where under water* \"Right, then fish it is\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*While he was doing that she began to walk into the forest behind them and she used her necklace to get light so that she could find some wood which she brought back onto the beach*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*As she retuned, Kibaru would have already caught 2 reasonable sized fish* \"Just in time\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Yup and do you mind starting the fire for me?\" *She would say as she would put some wood in a pile to the side and some wood in the middle*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not at all\" *Kibaru would say after he had picked up a rock and scraped of some of the back of the wood into fine treads. He would then use one of his arrows adn the rock as a flint and steel. After a few hits, the spark had egnited the samll threads of wood. He then proceeded to put small sticks on the samll fire and the larger wood peices when the fire got big enough* \n\n\"There we go\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Thanks now do you need any help?\" *She would ask while looking at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Nope, I got this\" *He would then go to put donw his bow arrows and get his katana and go back to the fish*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She sits by the fire and braids her hair and then she plays with her necklace*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then throw one fish in the air and slash it into three peices, the middle being the part with all the bones. He would the repeat the prosses again with the other fish*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him in awe*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Alright, now the scales\" *He would say tossing the peices one by one in the air as he cuts the scales of * \"Done\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's cool\" *She would say while still watching him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea, well gramps was strick when it came to mastery of the katana\" *He would then inpale his arrows into the fish. Having used 4 arrows Kibaru then went back to his back an feached some speiced*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah that's interesting and are you sure you don't need any help?\" *She would begin to get up*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm sure. Besides I wouldn't be much of a man if I couldn't handle something as simple as this\" *Kibaru would say bosting a bit*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I still think you are a man and quite the fine gentleman too\" *She would go over to him and begin to help him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a while the fish would be cooked. TThe spices Kibaru had used had a little bit of a kick to it, though it didn't burn to much, well not the ones perpared for Adeliza as Kibaru actually likes spicy food now and again*\n\n\"Here you go\" *Kibaru would hand Adeliza 2 of the fish*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Thanks Kibby\" *She would laugh and take the fish and begin eating it*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would raise an eyebrow as she said 'Kibby again* \"I allready gave you a shorter version of my name... Well I geuss It wouldn't hurt to be called that, sigh\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'm sorry it's just so cute just like you!\" *She would smile with her eyes closed and she would be blushing a little*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Cute ,huh? Thats a new one\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What has no one called you cute before?\" *She would look at him surprised*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not since I turned 18\" *He would say not knowing why she was suprised*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well they are certainly blind\" *She would say as she went back to eating her fish*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well most people do end up seeing only my mask... And the rest usually end up injured or so\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh...\" *She would finish eating her fish and then she would wash the arrows and give them back to him and then she would put on her cape to keep herself warm*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's upper body would still remain bare, as he didn't really feel the called just yet* \"But other than that, you're also the firts to kiss me, other than my family of cource\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"Yea sorry about that but you're also the first person to ever kiss me in my entire life\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Firstly, you don't have to apologise. Secondly, it was only pay back for you kissing me\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Right\" *She would stare at the fire and fidget with her necklace again*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So... Where do live, or do you just camp outside evryday?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I just camp outside everyday. What about you?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I was actually planing on buying myself a new house\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh nice!\" *She looked at him with a smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"And big one at that\" *He would say gesturing something huge with his hands*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Sounds pretty big but what are you gonna do with all that space?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I don't know just yet... All I know is that I already have the money. All I need now is to find a house and buy it\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah okay\" *She got kind of sad thinking that she was going to be alone again* \"Well let me know if you need any help!\" *She said trying to smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"... Remember, I will alway be with you as long as that heart stays intact.\" *He would then put his hand underneath his chin as he was thinking of something* \"You know, I will have a few rooms I won't use and I wouldn't mind if someone else used them\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile at him* \"What are you trying to say?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm saying that It would be ashame for a pretty lady such as yourself to continue living outside\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Firstly i'm not pretty and secondly I wouldn't mind living with you\" *She would say with a smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not pretty, I would beg to differ\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Would you now?\" *She would say smiling at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Besides, my cuteness will prove those wrong that dare to say you're not pretty\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"But what if i say i'm not pretty?\" *She sticks her tongue out at him playfully*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Then I guess I'm just going to have to change your mind then, huh?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yup\" *She smiled with her eyes closed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then lei down in the sand* \"Bur I don't think you're going to be enjoying my methots much\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What do you mean?\" *She would sit next to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then fall on his back in the sand and look up at the sky*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would lie down next to him and look up at the stars*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Wow, for some reason the stars seem be be brighter than usual, I wonder why\" *He would say looking at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Maybe it's because we're farther from the city\" *She would say while still looking up at the stars*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thats probaly the chase...\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"You okay?\" *She looks at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea... Probaly just a bit tiered\" *He would say before he yaned*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Wanna head to sleep?\" *She asks after yawning*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Sure, though I might wana go ber my shirt first\" *He would say standing up and putting on his shirt. He would then come back and lay where he did before, he also brought his coat with him*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She went up to get her dress and she put it on and the she went back and to lie down where she was lying down before and she put her cape over the two of them*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ahh, I kinda enjoyed the view\" *He would say jokingly while blushing. He then put did the same with his cape and put it on the both of the as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Hey!\" *She blushed and playfully hit him and then she just looked at him with a smile on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would laught with her reaction like any man would after teasing a girl* \"Sorry I couldn't help myself, but it is true though\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh with him and tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear* \"It's okay\" *She would smile at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile as well* \"So what do you do for a living?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i used to work for someone but after that nothing really. What about you?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I hunt and sell my products and maybe other products if it intrest me. Though I'm a better hunter than I am merchant. And what did you do working for someone else?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's cool and do you remember the guy i was telling you about?\"\n\n\"I don't know if you remember me talking about the stuff i did for him\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No, not spesificaly\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I basically did everything for him\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"What did you do most of the time, like cooking, cleaning?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Everything, cooking, cleaning, hunting, fighting\"\n\n\"Not that i was good at fighting though\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Didn't he do anything on his own?\"\n\n\"He sounds like a scumbag... Anyway, is there anything you would like to do?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I mean i wanna do something that interests me something that has to do with crafting or music\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Crafting or music ,huh? Well I will be buing a house with a work place, so you could graft there, but what would you craft?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Anything really. Anything that we could sell\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"But only good stuff would really sell, and to be good in something, you'll have to focus on that something... Cause you have weapon and armour craft, metal crafting, wood working, jewlery making and even creating dolls and other toys\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'm good at jewelry making and decent at creating dolls and i'm sure i could learn some other stuff\" *She would say looking back up at the stars*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well then, now you have a plan for income, how good are you at cleaning?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Considering i'm a girl i'd say pretty good\" *She would look back at him, smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I see, then that would the payment to live in My house, of course, that would be If you don't minf\" *He would say allmost stuttering at the end realising it sounded like he was ordering her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I will do anything to repay you\" *She said hugging him* \"Thank you are the nicest person i have ever met\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"There's plenty nicer than me, Though I'm glad you think I'm nice\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No you're the nicest person i know most people don't treat me very well\" *She would say getting kind of sad*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well from now on, anyone that doesn't treat you fairly is going to have to explain it to me\" *He would say wraping his arm around her with his other hand in the air in a fist shape*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and nuzzle her head into his chest* \"Thank you\" *She would whisper*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well also won't alway be around to defend you, however... I could train you\" *He would say to her with a bit consirn* \n\n\"And you actaully might have to learn how to fight because of me\" *He would say to himself, knowing that his batle crazyness might get out of hand in the future*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright besides i do want to learn how to fight. I'm more vulnerable because i'm a girl and people think i'm weak but i'm not\" *She would pout once she finished speaking*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well girls actually hve an advantage againsts big brutes you know. Thier body structure make them really agile and that makes for a good match up againts big muscle heads\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Really?\" *She looks up at him surprised*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yes, their flexablity and nimble body also make them good at stealth missions, so the best assasions end up being female, though people probaly don't know that because they are just that good\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Wow i wanna be like them...\" *She would say while yawning and rubbing her eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I could teach you, though when it comes to stuff like being an assasion, I'm quite limited. However, I can also teach you in regards to using your magic more effectively\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She begins to close her eyes* \"But i think imma sleep first\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then yawn widely while griping her closer, but not hurting her* \"Yea, I think I should close my eyes and get some sleep aswell... Today has draind me\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Goodnight kibby...\" *She would say already half asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Night Addy\" *He would say putting his other hand on her head as he softly pat her head*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would fall asleep leaning against him and she would be smiling in her sleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Your beautiful even when you're asleeo\" *Kibaru would say as he slowly fell asleep himself*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would cuddle him in her sleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru was also sliming and in deep sleep, probally the deepest he has been in years*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would slowly wake up and realize that the sun was about to rise and so she would get up careful so as not to wake him and then put their capes over him and take off her dress and go for a swim in the water to wake herself up and she would then just tread water and watch the sun rise*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would still be sleeping, sleeping like a rock*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stay in the water and just watch the sun and the colours of the sky change*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*A feww gusts would pass Kibaru and he would slowly wake and he would stare into the direction of the ocean with half closed eyes*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be in the water in her mermaid form with her back towards him and her wind blowing in the breeze*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then stand up and start streching with the clasical craking coming from his streches as his body reajusted to moving again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would still be in the water and she hadn't realized yet that he was awake*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "After his streches he would wonder of into the forrest in search of something to make for breakfast*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would swim back to shore and turn back into her human form and she would then realize that he was awake and had probably gone to look for some stuff for breakfast so she then began to fold up their stuff*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a while, Kibaru would return with a few speices, fresh water and a rabit in his mouth, though he still looked sleepy, as if he didn't really realise that he had actually caught a rabit. He also had a pot in his hands*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Kibby go back to sleep for a bit\" *She said as she took the stuff from him and placed it on the ground*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"It will be kind of hard sleeping by myself\" *He would say blushing as he saw her* *Kibaru still had some blood on his mouth from cathing the rabit.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I can sit next to you if that helps\" *She said as she wiped his mouth from the blood*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I would really like that\" *He went to lay down again after he had start the fire again. Even though he was still half asleep, starting the fire was quite quick and easy for him*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She sat next to him and put his head in her lap and stroked his hair and a sang a song to help him fall asleep faster*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*And kibaru would fall asleep yet again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stop singing and she would then kiss his forehead and continue to stroke his hair*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Even though he was asleep, his tails would still wag a bit*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would then blush and look down at him and see how he looked so peaceful while he was asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would only smile and would say something in his sleep* \"Thanks Addy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush but she would also be confused*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue to sleep soundly after that with an open smile and his tails would wag a bit more*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She thinks \"He must be having a good dream maybe i'll ask him about it when he wakes up\"*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Other than that, Kibaru slept quietly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would tie her hair in a ponytail*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a while, Kibaru would slowly wake again, smiling and blushing at her as he saw her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Hey there sleepyhead\" *She would smile at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hey there Beautiful\" *He would say smiling childishly as her with his eyes closed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I told you i'm not beautiful and how'd you sleep?\" *She would say smiling back at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You said you wheren't pretty, not beautiful. And I slep better than I ahve in years\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well that's good and you have a point there\" *She would smile at him* \"What were you dreaming about cause you were smiling a bunch and your tails were wagging\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Stew\" *His answer was short and simple*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Want me to make some?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yes please\" *He would say as he quickly jumped up, siting nect to her* \"I even bought a pot so we could have some jummy rabit stew\" *Already his mouth was watering*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and she began to make the stew*\n\n\"Hey um you said 'thanks addy' in your dream and i was kinda confused\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You made the stew in my dream\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well I guess your dream is coming to life\" *She would say smiling as well*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I think so to, but the other part hasn't yet\" *He would say blushing a bit*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What's the other part?\" *She would say looking at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Oh, nothing\" *He would say looking into the sky still blushing*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Awww come on tell me~\" *She would say tickling him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Nooo, It's a secret\" *He would say jumping away*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Nuuuuu\" *She would jump onto him* \"Please tell me\" *She would make a super cute face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Noo, I don't wana say\" *He would say childishly* \"Thought if you really want to know, I could show you\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay show me\" *She would say waiting for him to show her*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not yet... The conditions aren't ready yet\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What do you mean?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'll show you when the times right, it did happen a while after we ate the stew you know\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh okay speaking of the stew\" *She runs over to check on it and she sees that it's almost done*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I don't actually know when after the stew though\" *Kibaru would whisper to himself* \"Though I guess I'll know when I know\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"The stew is almost done\" *She would tell him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That's good, I can't wait. Oh and here, I also bought new bowls.\" *He would say holding out 2 bowls*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Woah they are beautiful\" *She would look at them* \"But why would you buy new stuff?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well, that's because I wanted stew, and I needed these to make them\" *Inside the bowls where 2 spoons matching the bowls' paterns" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"They are absolutely beautiful\" *She would take a quick peek at the stew and see that it was done* \"The stew is done\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Finally, time to eat!\" *He would say happily with a watering*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would giggle and serve him a lot of the stew first so that he could start eating and then she gave his bowl to him* \"Here you go\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thanks! May the gods bless my food!\" *He would say talking the bowl as he started to quickly eat it without eating for it to cool down though it did not burn him and he would continue to stuff his mouth*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and then server herself and begin eating*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Quickly Kibaru would have completely devoured his stew and he would then ask for more* \"Seconds please\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Certainly!\" *She would let him finish the rest of the stew*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would quickly devour his second bowl as well* \"Whoo, That was De-Li-cious!\" *He would say happily* \"Thanks Addy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would recognize that was from his dream* \"No problemo!\" *She would say happily as she finished her stew*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"And now I'm full\" *He would say patting his belly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would giggle* \"I would say let's swim but i don't want you to get sick\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea... I would say let's fight, though I don't know if that's such a good idea\" *He would say joking*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"How about we just chill here?\"\n\n*She lies down on the sand and closes her eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would follow her example and do the same, laying next to her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I love the beach\" *She would say smiling still with her eyes closed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Oh... Well I on the other hand love the forests and woods\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I love anything with nature\" *She would say looking at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I love the music that's played by nature, there's no other song such as the song of nature\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'd have to agree with you on that\" *She would listen to the birds chirping and the waves of the ocean*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"And the best part is that everyone here nature's music differently\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea but it sure is lovely like you said\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Indeed it is\" *He would listen to the waves, the sand, his heart, Adeliza's heart and even then wind*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would close her eyes and listen*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Sure is nice to be able to listen to mother nature's music with someone else\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea it certainly is\" *She would say, smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Her songs sounds sweeter now with someone else\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's interesting\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Indeed\" *He would the inhale deeply and exhale again* \"Calm before the storm\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Storm? What storm?\" *She would sit up quickly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A storm that usually follows me, but this time I feel the storm is going to be different this time\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"But what kind of storm is it?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"It differs from time to time, but it's nothing to be concerned about\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay if you say so\"\n\n*She lies back down*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Anyway... Have any hobbies\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea reading, crafting things, music\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hunting, Fighting, Cooking and exploring\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh I forgot about cooking and exploring!\"\n\n*She smiled and hugged him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then hug her back with one arm*\n\n\"I'm glad the view is back\" *He would say teasing her again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"Oh stop\" *She would giggle*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile at her* \"Well hopefully today will be just as fun as yesterday\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile at him* \"Yea hopefully\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So what should we do after we chilled a bit?\"\n\n\"Hmmm... Maybe go swimming again?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She stands up and runs to the ocean and dives in*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru then took of his shirt and went in after*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She turned into her mermaid form and began to swim*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would swim after her as he turned into his merman form*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and begin to swim faster*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would try to swim faster, though he didn't really go faster as he was not yet use to this form*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would turn around and take his hand and help him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"The balance is diffrent... It might take me some time to actually get use to it\" *He would say as his tails swifted as he swam" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Don't worry I'll help you\" *She would say smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thanks\" *He would say smiling back at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Anytime!\" *She would say as she smiled with her eyes closed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then look back at his tails and then his ears* \"The fur also feels a bit diffrent\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea that might also take some getting used to\" *She would say as she untied her hair and began to put it into a braid again*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"It doesn't really feel like their wet, yet they are wet\" *He would be amaze by this* \"Probaly a coat of oil or something\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Maybe I myself am not sure but what shall we do in the water?\" *She would ask while looking around*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I don't know...\" *He would say staring of into the distance*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Shall we explore?\" *She would ask excitedly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Exlpore the sea? That would be a new one.\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yea I'm curious to see what's here\" *She would say as she began to swim with a smile on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Me too, and maybe we're going to be lucky and find a gem\" *He would say joking around*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Maybe you never know!\" *She would begin to swim really fast as she was really excited*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would follow her and he would seem to get faster and faster as he got more use to his new form*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and spin around and head towards a coral reef*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would dive down deeper and deeper and would think to himself that he hasn't really gone this deep before*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would keep going towards the reef while still keeping an eye on him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile at her and he would look like he's actaully getting the hang of swiming like this*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile at him and she would feel happy that he likes the bracelet that she gave him and she would go to the coral reef and look at all the fish*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then finally catch up to her, though he seemed a bit exusted and dazed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Kibby are you okay?\" *She would be a bit concerned*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would show a thumbs up at her smiling, though he didn't seem that fine*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would take his hand and swim back to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*But Kibaru wouln't move, he would cling to one of the reefs*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Kibaru you aren't okay\" *She would say trying to pull him to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would not let got... He determined to stay where he was*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She sighed* \"Fine we will stay but tell me if you feel uneasy\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's hair was kinda standing on end and his body was tense. The next moment his body would be covered in sparks from his lighting, though only a slight holt could be felt in the water*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would back away from him and she was a bit scared as she wasn't sure what was happening* \"A-are you okay?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then let out a loud burst of a roar. After that he would seem to calm down a bit and the lighting would surround him like it would an eel*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah!\" *She would get scared and swim behind a coral reef that was sort of nearby*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then have a glow around his tails and his fangs and nail were extended, his eyes was slightly glowing as well, though he seemed to be a bit more calm now*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would peak out from behind the coral reef* \"What happened just now? Are you okay?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A power surge... Not long now\" *He would say sighing*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Was that the storm you were talking about?\" *She would say as she swam closer to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No... It's something else\" *He would say as his tails seems a bit longer*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be in front of him* \"Do you want to go back to shore?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No need, It's done now, and that was the second one and the third won't happen in quite a while. It tends to happen now and again\" *He would say calmly smiling at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay if you say so\" *She had a concerned expression on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Really, there's nothing to worry about, this is a good thing, It means I'm getting stronger\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay but shall we do now?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Maybe see if we can find some pretty looking fish?\" *Kibaru would suggest to her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay I think I saw some over there\" *She would point to a coral reef that she was at just a little while ago*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok\" *He would then swim towards the place see had pointed out. He was truly fascinated by underwater creature considering not many people can actually survive underwater for so long*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would follow him and she would feel happy that he enjoyed the underwater life so much*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's eyes would sparkle from seeing what he was seeing* \"By the way, where'd you get these bracelets from?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I made them\" *She would smile and swim next to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Made, so how'd you enchant them to allow transformation?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She nods* \"It's not that special\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not for you, but I can't even enchant a singular object\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I might be able to teach you\" *She said looking at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That would be awesome, and with my current magical knowledge, I think I might be able to learn quite fast\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Then it's a deal. I teach you how to enchant stuff and clean your house and you teach me how to fight and let me stay in your house\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Sounds good\" *He would say heavily wagging his tails*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would hug him* \"Thank you for everything\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Thanks for the view\" *He would say joking again* \"But seriously though, you don't need to thank me\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I do need to thank you\" *She would smile up at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Then I would need to thank you as well considering that you're also doing something for me\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What am i doing for you?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Teaching me, cleaning my house and spending time with me\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Well that's more of a given\" *She would laugh*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea, I guess...\" *He would say smiling as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would kiss his cheek again and then hug him while blushing*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would hug her back and his body would feel warm as he would blush as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She wanted to stay like that forever and she felt so happy when she was in his arms*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would bite her ear with his lips, teasing her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"Hey~!\" *She would look up at him, smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile at her happily* \"You don't mind, do you\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Not at all\" *She would smile at him with her eyes closed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"So you wouldn't mind if I did it again\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No\" *She blushed a little*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That make me happy.\" *He would smile licking his lips*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush more* \"I'm happy that i can make you happy\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then kiss her forehead and hold her tightly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and rest her head on his chest. She felt safe and happy and protected and needed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I want this moment to last forever\" *He would say putting his chin on her head*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"So do i\" *She would smile and close her eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue to hold her in his arm and he would stay silent, smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*Her necklace would start glowing* \"Huh?\"\n\n\"My necklace it's glowing\" *She would show it to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then touch it* \"Well maybe it's reacting?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What's it reacting to?\" *She would look up at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Probably you're emotions\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"That makes sense\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"My flames feed of the mana to devour anything that does not belong to me\" *He would tell her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's interesting\" *She would look at her necklace*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"And considering my mana is the fuel, no water can bliss these fires\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"That's so cool\"\n\n*She would begin to swim towards the surface*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea, and I can't tell you how many times people have freaked out after it was still burning when water was thrown on it\" *He would say softly laughing*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh too* \"That's funny\" *She takes his hand and leads him to the surface*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would follow her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would surface and smile and she would remove her hair from the braid* \"I wonder if i should tie it up again\" *She would say softly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well I think it looks better lose\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush realizing that he had heard her* \"Okay\" *She would smile and leave her hair loose*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile happily, knowing that she actually took his opinions into consideration*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would jump onto him and hug him again*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"And this?\" *He would ask suprised, but also delighted*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What do you mean?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Nothing\" *He would say biting her ear with his lips again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and nuzzle her head against his chest*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue to hold her as his body got hotter. He would then lick her ear and his tails would wag behind him showing that he was happy*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and kiss his neck*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*His tails would continue to wag faster and he would smile down at her wondering if she felt the same way he did*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would look up at him and smile wondering if she should tell him how she feels or if she should wait for him to tell her first*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru heart would beat faster and he would blush as he looked into her eyes again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and blush as well as she looked into his eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then take her chin with one hand and kiss her on the lips*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and kiss him and she would wrap her arms around his neck*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's heart would be beating fast and his body hot. His tails would completely stop as he kissed her. Kibaru now knew that she felt the same feeling for him, the same feeling he has for her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be blushing and she would feel so happy that he felt the same way for her and she would break the kiss gently* \"Shall we head back to shore?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile at her and nod his head*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and begin to swim back to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would swim after her to the shore*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*When she got to the beach she turned back to her human form and began to walk towards their stuff*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would stare back at the ocean when his feet touched the dry land* \"Truely the most beautiful day I have ever had\" *He would say to himself still blushing*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would walk up behind him and hug him from behind* \"You have made me feel so happy these past few days I don't know how to thank you\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I can think of a few ways\" *He would say putting his hand on her arm while staring at the horizon*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Which are?\" *She would let go and stand beside him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would pat her head* \"You'll see\" *He would say smiling excitedly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Awww tell me pleaseeee\" *She would make a cute face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Now-now, good thing comes to those that are patient\" *He would say teasing her* \"But if you really want to know...\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I do really wanna know\" *She would say jumping on him* \"And I am patient... Sometimes\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile at her before putting his head against get's with there noses touching* \"Be mine\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"O-okay\" *She would look into his eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Then I shall be yours as well\" *He would say Kissing her on the lips again, but this time there was no fear behind the Kiss, only passion*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and kiss him back with a lot of passion*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then ignite in flames again, but it would not burn her, and clean her and engulf her with a nice warmth*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would wrap her arms around him and smile into the kiss*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would hold her tight with his strong arms and he wrap his tails around her waist*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and break the kiss and hug him tightly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would blush and whisper in her ear* \"And now we're even\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod and close her eyes as she rested her body against his*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile as he felt happy in this moment* \"This feels good\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I love you Kibby\" *She blushed and covered her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Hey now, I was suppose to say it first\" *He would say joking* \"But I love you too Addy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would giggle and then go and sit where their stuff was*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would follow and put his shirt on and sit next to her laying against the rock, yawning* \"Man... Love does alot drain of energy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and put her cape around her* \"You can go to sleep if you want\"\n\n\"I'm not too tired but don't worry about me I'll be okay\" *She would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"... It sounds good and all... Though I'm just tiered, not sleepy. A little bit of rest and I'll be back at full power\" *He would say holding his hand up to the horizon of the ocean*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would stroke his hair* \"Take a nap I'm not going anywhere\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A little RnR does sound good right about now... Sorry I sleep so much though\" *He would say yawning again with his tails wagging a little bit*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It's alright you need your rest I understand\" *She would smile with her eyes closed*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You should see how tiered I am after a quest\" *He would say smiling at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I bet you would be really tired\" *She would cuddle with him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I would sleep for 2 days straight... Probably would go for 3 if I didn't need food\" *He would say cuddling with her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Now get some sleep\" *She would kiss his cheek*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok, Thanks\" *He would say as his tails would wag less and less until he was asleep*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and soon enough she too would fall asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Happily Kibaru would remain asleep along side Adeliza with his tails wraped around her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be smiling in her sleep and she would be in a very deep sleep*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then wake after a good nap and he would gaze at her, waiting for her to wake as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She was still in a very deep sleep and she probably wasn't going to wake up anytime soon*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then softly rub her haed thinking of something to do*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile in her sleep and then she would roll onto her other side so she wasn't touching him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then stand up and strech before taking of his jacket again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be in a bit of a lighter sleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Right then, might as well get busy and train some\" *He would say before he picked up his sword. He would then practice slaching downwards over and over with both hands. He would then swich to one hand and do some combos before reseting and doing other couple of other combos*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would wake up and yawn and watch him still half asleep and her hair would be really messy*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's form of fighting seemed sloppy at first, but his form was actaully perfect, his slashes would exactly hit where his eyes where pointing and his tails would swing allong with his body, helping him to keep his balance with his incredibily fast combos*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile while she watched him and tried to learn through watching*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's moves where agile aswell as fast, his sword would almost disappear from time to time. His face looked angry, but his smile was one of happyness*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Good morning\" *She would say yawning again*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*As she said that, Kibaru would instantly stop in the middel of his combo and he would look at her smiling* \"Morning beautiful\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would realize her hair was a mess* \"Can I use your brush to brush my hair?\"\n\n*She would smile at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea, it in my bag\" *He would say ponting to his bag*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay thank you\" *She would go to his bag and take his brush and begin to brush her hair*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then continue his combos, but this time, he would add in him slashing with his claws*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him as she brushed her hair*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a little while, kibaru would sheave his katana again and put it with the rest of his stuff, he would then go back and do some hand to hand combat training*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would finish brushing her hair and put the brush back in his bag. She would then go into the forest and get some berries. She would then come back and remove her cape and use her bow and arrow to catch some fish and she would then start the fire and begin to cook them some lunch*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue his powerfull hits againts the air, combining elbows, fists and kick with eact other*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Lunch is ready kibby\" *She would be sitting with her back towards him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Be there in a sec\" *He would say runing of to the water and waching himself with the sea water. He would then go to sit by her side* \"What are we having today?\" *He would ask smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"We are having some fish and some berries and coconut water\" *She would say smiling and giving him his lunch*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That sounds great\" *He would say accepting his meal with a watering mouth*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would feed him a bite* \"How is it?\" *She would say smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"It's good, thank you!\" *He would say smiling eyes closed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would kiss his cheek* \"I'm glad\" *She would then begin to eat her food*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would eat his foos with a smile as he enjoyed it*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would devour her food pretty quickly and would then go and wash the bowl*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would also finish his food and wash his bowl* \"Ahh, that was good\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'm glad you enjoyed it\" *She would say with a smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then smile before looking at a log a few yards away from them*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"What's wrong?\" *She would ask looking in the direction that he was looking in*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No, just haven't had my had my sprint test yet\" *He would say as he mesured the distance*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh okay\" *She would say as she watched him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Right, you wouldn't min if i quickly did them, would you?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Nope not at all\" *She would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then walk toward the rock their stuff was at and he would put his mask on and it would turn black with glowing blue again. He would then get himself into a starting position to tke of for his sprint*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him and she would be careful that she wasn't in his way and she would think \"I prefer him without the mask\" And she would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Then Kibaru would blast of with sand behind him into the direction og the log, after reacing the log, he would quickly turn around and head to the rock again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be surprised as to how fast he was and she would be smiling*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After making it back to the rock, Kibaru would go again. He would do this 8 times more*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him and then she would lie down and look at the clouds*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After Kibaru was done, he would breath heavily after removing his mask* \"Whoo, haven't lost it just yer\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"You have a good endurance and stamina\" *She would say still lying on the ground*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea, well i was trained to be a warrior\" *He would say holding his arms above his head* \"And a hunter\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would sit up and look at him* \"Yea that makes sense cause of your muscles and everything\" *She would say blushing a little bit*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"They use to be bigger you know\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"But they are so big already\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"They use to be allot bigger, like 2 to 3 time their current size\" *He would say flexing as his muscles extend*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Damn that's impressive\" *She would say while blushing a lot*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea... They might look inpresive, but I like this amount better\" *He would say relaxing his muscles*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Mhm\" *She would say as she turned around so he couldn't see her blushing*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would obvisly knew she was blushing, but he would only smile at her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I-i'm gonna go for a swim\" *She would say as she began to run to the water*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Ok, have fun... I'll join you in a bit\" *He would say as he started streching again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She would transform into her mermaid form and swim towards the coral reef while singing softly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then do his push ups, sit ups and other upperbody strenghtenings. After he would move onto training his legs as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be exploring the coral reef and then she would sit on a rock near it and sing softly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After Kibaru was done, he would enter the water after Adeliza and try to find her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would keep singing but she would be lost in thought*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then spot her and go into hiding behind the corals and he would slowly make his way behind her*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She wouldn't notice but she was back to reality but she kept singing as she watched the sea creatures in front of her*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Then behind her Kibaru would suddenly speak* \"A beautiful voice matching the beauty singing it herself\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would jump* \"Oh my god you scared me\" *She would have her hand to her heart and she would be trying to calm herself down*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then laugh rolling back in the water* \"Sorry... I couldn't help myself\" *He was a bit more childish than usual*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh too* \"It's okay\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"But really though, you do have a beautiful voice\" *Kibaru would say calming down a bit*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Thank you\" *She would smile and blush a bit*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile after he had calmed down* \"A song from the heart, a good heart\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would swim to him and hug him* \"You're so nice\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No, I'm just truthful and loyal\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's true too\" *She would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You're the actual nice one here\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No you're nicer than me\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"That's because you've only met one side that you would say that... It tend not to be so nice to people that try and take what belongs to me\" *He would tell her, almost like a warning*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'm not gonna take anything from you and you know that\" *She would say feeling a bit sad that he would think she would do something like that*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I didn't mean you take from me\" *He would say putting his forehead against her* \"But you might not think I'm so nice if someone tries to take something I hold deer\" *He would say talking about her being taken*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"But then I would think you are being protective which I still find nice and to be honest kind of cute too\" *She would say with a smile on her face*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would give up on the idea of trying to warn her and he would instead just smile* \"I am cute, aren't I.\" *He would say braging a little*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yes very\" *She would say poking his nose*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would smile showing his teeth and wagging his tails*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile too and she would hug him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would hag her back* \"I'm one lucky guy, you know\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh really and why is that?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then kiss her forehead* \"Because I of you obvisly\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"And I have you so I guess we are both lucky\" *She would then kiss his neck and then smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Guess so\" *He would say hugging her tightly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and hug him back not wanting to let go*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would stay silent for a while as he enjoyed this moment*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would just close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of love*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then bite her ear with his lips again and would break the silince* \"Thanks\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush a little* \"For?\" *She would look up at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"For being truthful and honest... For being you\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Thank you for being here for me\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Anytime. If you're sad, lonely or want to share someting, then know I will always be here\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Thank you kibby\" *She would smile and kiss his cheek*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would also kiss her cheek at the same time* \"It's a pleasure\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile and look into his eyes*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would look into her eyes as well*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and look away*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then grab her by the chin and turn her head towards him again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush and look at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then go to kiss her on the lips/" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would kiss him and rest her hands on his chest*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's eyes would be closed and he would have his wother hand on her back. Kibaru gave of an aura of peace and joy*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be happy so she would deepen the kiss while keeping her eyes closed and she could feel his aura so she would give off an aura of love and happiness*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then slowly remove his lips from her's, keeping his forehead againts her and his eyes closed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be blushing and have a smile on her face*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I love you\" *Kibaru would say softly with his eyes still closed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I love you too\" *She would whisper in his ear*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile and hold her tighter as she said that, he would then look up at the surface*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would rest her head on his chest* \"What's wrong?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Just wondering something\" *He would say with a warm voice*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She would cuddle with him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then stroke her hair as he continued looking up*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would kiss his neck and then look up to see what he was looking at*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru was just staring at the light from the sun, He had that look that told that he was looking into the future*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Kibby?\" *She would give him a concerned look* \"Come back to me Kibby\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm here... Just wondering, thats all\" *He would say looking down at her with a smile*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay if you say so\" *She was still a bit worried*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Theres no need to be worried\" *Kibaru would say picking up on her worry* \"I'm just wondering about the future, thats all\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright if you say so\" *She would smile and begin to swim to the surface*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then swim up as well after her and he would head back to shore*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would follow him back to shore*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Once Kibaru got back to shore, he would put on his shirt and coat, he would also put on his katana*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be confused* \"Are you going somewhere?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not yet...\" *He would say leaving his bow and quiver*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"W-what do you mean?!\" *She would put on her dress and then walk up to him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I've been thinking that I should buy a house soon... And I just can't wait\" *He would say all exited*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I'm coming too though\" *She would say smiling and then she would gather all their things*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Of cource, how else are you going to know where we're going to live if you don't come with me\" *Kibaru would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would laugh* \"I guess i was just worried that you were going to leave me behind\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Now why would I go and do that?\" *He would ask her a bit suprised*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"It's just been done before and i know that you wouldn't do something like that it's just people who i thought i could trust turned their backs on me\" *She would say looking away*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then hug he tightly* \"I would never leave a beautiful woman such as yourself alone\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would hug him tightly and a tear would roll down her cheek as she remembered her past but she didn't want him to see because she didn't want him to think that she was weak*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would not have to see her tear to know she was sad, he could easily sense she was sad from her aura alone* \"You don't have to act around me, I can easily pick up when something's wrong\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would wipe her tears* \"R-right sorry\" *She would try to snap out of it*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"If you're sad, then let it out. I did say that I would be there for you, did I not?\" *He would ask stroking her hair again*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod and she would begin to cry* \"I-i'm sorry that you h-have to s-see me like this\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I much perfer seeing you like this than you having to try and act strong when something is wrong\" *He would say slowly stroking her head as he let her cry into his arms*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would slowly stop crying and wipe her tears and look up at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would also have a single tear, but he was smiling, happy that she wasn't pretending anymore* \"Fell better?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yes much better thank you\" *She would wipe his tear and kiss his forehead*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Then I'm glad.\" *He would say and he would seem to not have noticed that he himself had shed a tear*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would rest her forehead against his for a few moments* \"Well then shall we get going?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would look up at the sun* \"That is if you don't mind traveling during night\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"As long as i have you i can do anything\" *She would say with a smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I'm glad to hear that\" *He would say smiling*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush a bit and put her cape on and get ready for their journey*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would clear ot the camp site and clean the beach where they where camping. He would then put on his bow and quiver as well as pick up hi bag*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would look at him* \"All set?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would pick up a rock and look at the ocean* \"Just one more thing\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay\" *She would watch him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then wind his arm back before throwing the rock as far as he could, he threw it so hand, a gust of wind could be felt when he released the rock into the distance. He would the put his hand above his eyes and would try to spot where the rock has landed*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch him and be shocked that he could throw something that hard and that far*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*After a few seconds Kibaru's ears would stand on end as the rock hit the surface, though it could not be seen, Kibaru would be able to hear it* \"Not bad\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That was a really good throw\" *She would say*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yea... But I have done better before\" *He would smile braging about his strenght*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay okay i get it you're stronger than me yea yea we've heard that before\" *She would say jokingly and laughing*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not just stronger\" *He would say smiling* \"Also cuter\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay okay i get it\" *She would laugh and start walking*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then walk behind her* \"Though I have been wondering where exactly I'm going to buy a house\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well where do you picture yourself living?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"In a forrest, far away from any city or town\" *He would reply quickly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright so like kind of like the mountain we were on?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Kind of, though a place like that might not be ideal for any kids\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would blush* \"True\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Not their safety, I can handle that, but they won't have manny friends living way out on the mountians or deep in a forest... But we could live near a small village... Maybe even own a small village\" *He would say that last part joking*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That's true we could live near a small village i like that idea\" *She would smile*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Then that one thing down, now it's what Kingdom I'm going to intrust my families safety in\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well you'll be the head of your family so you should decide\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru then went deeo into though, thinking* \"Well, I guess I can't come up with something now\" *He would then sigh*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Why not?\" *She would look at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"I don't really know which one to pick, cause one might suddenly start trouble with another and then I would join the fight and I might end up making enemies\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Don't worry i'm sure it'll all be okay\" *She would kiss his cheek to remind him that she'll be there to help him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would than rub her head* \"Well I guess I will be training you myself... Now... I want a waterfall near our house as well\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would get excited* \"Yes and then we can go swimming and i can teach the kids to swim and-\" *She would stop* \"Hehe too far?\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would say blushing* \"And how to sing\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile* \"Yes and how to sing\" *She would hold his hand*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would hold her hand to* \"Maybe we should also have a hot spring\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That would be nice\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"You tiered already?\" *He would ask her jokingly*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"A little but I'll be fine\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then let go of her hand and the wrap his arm againsts her, pulling her againts him* \"I can carry you... Though you probaly don't want me to\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well I mean I don't want to make you tired\" *She would say while blushing*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Huh, I've been napping for quite a while\" *He would then look at her up and down* \"Beside, you don't look that heavy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay if you say so\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He would then take his other arm and put it behind her knees before lifting her up and carrying her* \"See, no problem\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Uh-huh\" *She would blush and wrap her arms around her neck to make sure that she wouldn't fall*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"There we go, now you can sleep for a bit\" *He would say smiling down at her, blushing as he does so*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay thank you Kibby\" *She would rest her head on his shoulder and she would close her eyes and fall asleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Sleep well Addy\" *Kibaru would say moving more softly as not to disturb her sleep*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be fast asleep and she would be having a bad dream and the expression on her face changed to fear*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would hold her tightly and kiss her forehead and wisper* \"No need to fear, I will protect you\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would calm down a bit but her dream had a very brutal ending and she woke up in shock with tears streaming down her face and she clung onto Kibaru tightly*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would stop and hold onto her* \"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere Addy\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Don't die! Don't die while protecting me! You can't leave me! Please!\" *She would be crying a lot*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"If anything, I should be worried about you dying before I do... After all, I will live for about 3 times the amount you will\" *He would say scraching her a bit, hopeing the pain would calm her down*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would slowly stop crying but she would still be clinging onto him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would then sit down, cross legs and he would stroke her head while holding her close.* \"Shh, you don't have to worry, I'm the strongest in the world and the only one that can kill me, is me. And I would never leave you alone like that.\"\n\n*He would the hold her necklace in his hand and it would glow brighter in the night sky* \"I did promise you, didn't I: That I would alway be by your side as long as this necklace would remain unbroken\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod and look up at him*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Now, go back to sleep, we're almost there. And remember, that I'm here safegaurding you, so no more nightmares ok?\" *He would say with a warm yet stern voice*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Okay sorry\" *She would close her eyes and go back to sleep*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"No need to apologise\" *Kibaru would whisper as he stood up and arrived in" } ]

[ { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan arrived together with the rest of the party*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The wagon would slow down where the grass and dirt road would begin to turn to sand. This was both due to the unlikelihood of the cart faring well in the sand and the proximity to possible danger. The team were brought to a cliff face, blocking a large view of the beach. South and forward, they could mount the edge of the cliffs to look below from a decent vantage point, to the west would be path that lead down to the shore through some large rocks, and to east was an aerial opening to a cove, opening a small river into the sea. The Lora driving the wagon would bade them good luck as he began to drive a couple miles North, for his safety.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Hath arrived, Ralki is excited for this expedition, she really has no idea what it's about. However! That won't stop her from trying not to be a nuisance.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot was exited to be reunited to with Sirdan and take a quest with him, having Ralki with them only made it better, since it was another ally for her and it always made her happy to be with some friends*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan dismounted from the wagon. First order of business - determining how many enemies there were, and what kind of situation they were in. The scene here looked pretty linear - scout for the enemy on the cliff, and then go by the cove or the shore..*\n\n*He turned around,*\"We're close to the enemy - speak softly. I'll scout over the cliff to see how many of them there are.\" *He kneeled down, picking up some grass and local vegetations.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki looks around with her keen eyes, and also ridiculous smell too if that helps.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot kneeled down as well, she knew that Sirdan was the expert here so she would do whatever he thought was best for their mission, she spoke softly* \"Want us to stay here while you go do that?\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Ralki seems inclined to scout too, let her do it.\" *He would put some grass around his helmet, and then decided to just take it off, leaving it with Peridot, before peeking over the edge of the cliff cautiously, using the grass to break up his facial contour*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Sparse, grassroots vegetation grew, not getting much nutrients from the sand and beach climate. Ralki would smell the salt and briny scents of the sea, almost overwhelming this close to so much expanse. There was no hint of blood, and the scent left by most living beings were awash in the winds of the sea. No real resources were atop their cliff, but below...*\n*Roughly 100ft below were the sandy shores, spotted with jagged rocks and smooth stones alike. Not exactly ideal diving conditions. The beach extended for about 40ft before opening to the ocean, where scattered isles rose just above the lapping waves. A nearby stone cove stood in the water, less than 100ft out from the shore. A couple of small wooden boats were pulled just inside, peeking out. Farther out, easily over 600ft, a ship loomed in the distance with blank sails.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Welp, there's nothing I can detect, and I can smell things from quite a distance...\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan looked downward. It seems there was no enemy directly on this beach yet, but the smugglers were hidden in the stone cove - or at least their boat and ships were. 100 feet out, and their ship were 600 feet out..*\n\n*He pointed at the shape of the ship,*\"Can you see if it is manned or not, Ralki?\" \n\n*He debated waiting for it to come closer to the cove,*\"I think they're going to the cove, and then offloading their goods or loading their goods with their boat on the shore. We'll have to figure out a way to get closer.\" \n\n*He exmained how big the cove was.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki attempts to smell for people. If she couldn't sniff it out, then alcohol or fresh food would do fine.*\n\n\"I'm sure I can find it out with ease.\" *Ralki answers Sirdan.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot peeked over the cliff as she took off her helmet for now, her green hair made it look like if it was just grass* \"Iguanas are pretty good swimmers, I could maybe get close... But it would be dangerous to get close not knowing how many people are there...\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*He continued observing,*\"Good swimmer indeed, but I wouldn't risk swimming over in our armour - we would struggle and probably drown. The best case scenario is for the ship to come over to the cove at the very least..*\n\n*He checked how deep the water was toward the cove. Then he remembered there was an aerial opening to the cove,*\"The cove is accessible from here. Perhaps the ship would dock nearby? Let's see how many men are on the ship and which way they are headed.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"The cove, yeah, that would be a good plan.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Cove it is.\" *He turned toward Peridot,*\"Let's see what we can... See.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The mouth of the cove was about 15ft high and 20ft wide, with the isle providing dry land in every direction for 30ft. It looked like the stretch of water between the beach and the isle the cove was on was only about 30ft. The water seemed shallower towards the front of the cove, and deeper to go around the back. Ralki would likely smell a strong scent of ale, but the winds of the sea pushed the smell around, making it hard to know the exact source. Though the cove with the boats was a safe bet, for sure. The ship in the distance looked manned, just anchored for now. Anyone with sharp eyesight could see that it looked like a boat was being lowered from the side...*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Definitely has some ale, hard to pinpoint exactly where, but it's safe to assume there's some in the boat, so to be honest, I'd be shocked if there weren't people there.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot got an idea* \"What if I got close to there in my iguana form and if they see me sneaking around, I can just pretend I'm a normal iguana? Or would that be too risky?\" *She wanted to be as useful as possible for her team*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Hmm... Now this is a bit tough. I can't exactly see how many people is on the ship.\" *He shot down Peridot's idea next,*\"If you're in your Iguana form, you cannot carry much equipments, and I don't think you are ready to fight five or six well-armed men. We should act as one.\"\n\n*He pointed at the cove, and then walked back from the cliff, putting on his helmet,*\"Let's check the cove and see if they have hidden a rowboat or two there.\" \n\n*If the rest of the party agreed, he would move toward the aerial opening slowly, peeking inside to make sure no one is in there first.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I agree, going into a stealth mission with those people is unreliable, they could try to kill you and eat you. Cove it is.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She got a shiver up her spine as she thought of the possibility of someone eating her, she knew some people hunted and ate iguanas, so it could happen* \"I... Don't want to be eaten...\"\n\n*She got up and began following Sirdan, being careful of not making loud noises as she walked*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The cove was completely empty of life, but there did seem to be a few thing of interest. Firstly, there was an old sloop that seemed to have crashed in this cove in higher tides, though it seemed long ago, having rested in the base of the stream for quite a while. Secondly, there were a few barrels half buried in the sand, far to one of the walls. Lastly, two rowboats sat side by side, dragged barely out of the stream of water. The both looked worn, and one had a massive hole in the side. There were footprints and dragmarks leading from the stream to the barrels. They could see the mouth of this cove, 20ft high and 20ft wide. There was a way down in to the cove, but it seemed like a difficult climb down some stacked rocks leaned against the wall of the cove and out the top. The climb would be 60ft down.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I'll investigate the barrels, you all find something to do, I don't know.\" *Ralki walks up to the barrel and sniffs.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan secured his helmet, making sure his visor was raised for situational awareness. He drew his sword and looked for a safe opening into the cove. This do look like something the smuggler used - there sure have to be a way to move in and out with smuggled goods safely..*\n\n*He looked around for any sign of recent landing - surely there might've been disrupted sand?*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The cove entrance was on the beach, 100ft down from the cliffs. It led directly out to the ocean, but would not be accessible from the team's point. The only way in was a somewhat dangerous climb.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki climbs up the cliff, it's not that hard for her, as she knows rock structure enough to know what are weak points and what are strong points.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan decided to stay behind, worried about the safety of the two if they ran into anywhere there. He measured whether can cover most - if not all of the cove with his bow from the opening.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot's nail glow for a second, turning into claws, she was always good at climbing, it was in her nature after all, so she began making her way down, using her tail for stability*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The two smaller members of the party would be able to climb down without any problem, now inside the cove. From there, they could see out of the mouth and towards the other cove, out at sea. A small rowboat was approaching the rum smelling isle, though it was unlikely the person rowing would see any of the party. Sirdan, covering the entrance, would not have the perspective they had, but would be able to provide more than sufficient cover with his bow.*\n*The party (excluding Sirdan) had made it off the cliffs and onto the beach, still 100ft away from the cove they had spotted before. Ralki would likely realize that they had come across drained barrels of rum, filled with sand to hide the smell. Since both had made the climb, Peridot or Ralki could instruct Sirdan how to get down safely, if his armor allowed him the mobility.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Rum, nothing interesting to be honest, but that boat is quite interesting. We should hide. Sirdan, stay there if you feel like it and give us support from there if you are able to.\" *Ralki looks for a good hiding spot that still allows for them to spy.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot was considering turning into her iguana form to hide, but then realized that she would leave her new equipment behind if she did that, she thought that if they didn't need the barrels anymore, it would be a good idea to hide behind them, since they wouldn't check of them*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan would look around for a safe spot to descend. The two didn't give him a safe way to go down, so he decided to ask,*\"Anything special inside, or way to come down safely? I am strong and nimble, but this set of armour would be slightly... Impeding.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki points out certain rocks as being good to hold onto and certain rocks not to hold onto* \"As long as you have the strength, you should be fine.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As they discussed a safe way for Sirdan to climb down, even with his armor, the rowboat would be landing at the distant isle. The figure, shining with some armor in the sunlight, would be greeted by a similar looking one, who would escort him into the cove. Now, none of the party members could see any of the people at the cove 100ft away.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan climbed down into the cove safely with Ralki's assistance, and checked the barrel for something interesting. The cove 100 feet away seems like a good jumping point, but they didn't have any boat to make it there. Surely they could wait here for the smugglers to arrive with their goods?*\n\n\"Perhaps we should hide here and wait.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I just said that a bit ago, the barrels would be a good hiding spot.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot looked at him* \"Sounds like that's our best option for now, also, I'm proud of you, you did good climbing down\" *She smiled at him*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan decided to hide and wait for the smugglers to come by. Not much to do.*" } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Currently, the party of Sirdan, Ralki, and Peridot are within a beachside cove in the middle of the day. In there with them are an old, crashed sloop, two row boats (though one has a head sized hole in the side), and four or five barrels of sand, previously storing rum. The party just saw one of the smugglers row from their ship, 600ft away from the beach, to a cove upon an isle 100ft away from the shore. It is believed that the smugglers are all within the isle cover, holding possibly 6 smugglers with at least three row boats of their own. The team is either able to row their single boat through deeper water to the front of the isle cover, or sneak around the back in the shallower water. The expanse of water separating the isle and beach is only about 40ft wide. Otherwise, they can hide within the beachside cove and wait for the smugglers to possibly come to them. The only entrances to the beach cove are a 20ftx20ft entrance on the beach and stack of rocks towards the back of the coves, which leads straight to the top of the 100ft tall cliffs.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan debated his option. He examined the remaining boat and how many paddles were left, plus how sturdy it looked. It better not leak when he was rowing his way out to the cove..*\n\n\"Let's do a vote. Do you two want to wait for the smuggler to come, or to row over and attack?\" \n\n*Either way, it seems they were devoid of a route of retreat, unless they went back out of the cove and attacked them from above.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Let's just hide and ambush them, that way we have a better chance at winning this.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot thought for a moment about the option he just gave them, she wanted to go and attack them but if they did that, they would gave it harder to run away if something went wrong* \"I agree with Ralki, it's best we don't risk it, we don't know how many people are in there\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Indeed. Then, since we are staying, there's another thing I would like to suggest...\" *He looked at the way back up the cove, and then the entrance.*\n\n\"If we stayed here, we would be fighting with our back to the wall, when we ambush them. We can engage them in close combat, but that also means we'd probably be shot in the ass if it goes badly and we have to run. Instead, we could climb up above the cove, wait for them to enter and then attack them when they land here - Another benefit is that if they land on the beach insead of the cove, we can also engage them.\" *Sirdan explained his plan, walking over to the rocks where he climbed down from.*\n\n\"From above I can cover this place with my bow. Peridot know how to cast fireball, and you have your wind magic. If we wait till they beach their boat before we attack them, they won't row back out in time to disengage.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Yeah, that seems like a good plan\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot wagged her tail, she thought it was a good plan* \"You know that I'm always happy to climb\" *She went with him to the rocks, so she instruct him where to put his feet and what rocks he could hold onto to climb back up*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan climbed up first, being the heaviest of them all. Then he waited for the other two to come up, offering help if needed for the last stretch.\n\nHe would find a good hiding spot above the cove, where he could observe the smuggler's progress.*\n\n\"Ralki, Peridot, just lay low and watch their movement.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Lays low, and steels herself for the oncoming perhaps combat.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The isle cove filled with smugglers would only be visible to those peering over the edge of the cliff, while the inside of the beachsie cove would only be visible by those peering into the aerial entrance. The distance from the two best vantage points were about 20ft from each other, both out of view from any angle the smugglers might have on the beach or in either coves.*\n*The smugglers were just starting to file out of the isle cove, dragging out four row boats. Each were crewed by two men, except for the last, manned by one. It'd be a couple minutes for the smugglers to get to the mouth of the beachside cove, needing to pull their boats into the water, row, then pull them onto land. Each of the rowboats had a barrel to each. The smugglers armor glinted in the sun, looking like Almain rivet and chainmail, with some leather equippings. It appeared MArco's assessment of the weaponry was correct, with a sword on every side and a crossbow and shield on every back.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan simply waited, lying down and watching the smugglers. He tried to see if their crossbow were loaded - it would determine his own course of action. Seven of them, all with crossbow on their back. He could shoot faster, but he'd rather not take the risk of getting hit. With two mages on his side, he could probably overwhelm them...\n\nThe idea of trading potshot doesn't seems very tempting, however. Seven to one. That's a fight he won't win. And they had shield too.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Man, that's a lot of guys, Ralki doesn't think they have a good chance, she whispers to Sirdan* \"Do you think we can do this?\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Not... Necessarily. But you two will learn something from this, surely?\" *He said, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. Yes, they are definitely outmatched. How is he supposed to take down seven men at once with his bow..*\n\n\"We might need some thing more creative..\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki looks at the ground, what is it like? If she doesn't have a plan involving that then she'll just blast some air.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The smugglers would be using the small outlet of water to get their rowboats as far up the beach as possible. When it became to shallow, they began dragging their rowboats into the cove that the team were in just before. They dragged the rowboats through the mouth of the cave two at a time, with the seventh man standing in the back, yelling orders.* \"I don't care what happens or who comes along, we need these barrels emptied here. Our ship will be searched at the docks, so I don't want even a drop in our barrels by the time we're done.\" *The smugglers worked laboriously in their armor, pushing the boats in. The first boat went in the cave, no longer visible from the cliffside.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Maybe I can hold some of them down so you can get them, I can burrow beneath them and hold onto their feet.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan started to plan out his attack. All of them had breastplate and helmet, which means he has to be **Exceptionally** Accurate to score a good hit on them. He is sure anyone hit by his arrow is going to die sooner or later, but hitting the leg was never an easy task. Besides, he isn't confident his bow can penetrate the armour.\n\nHe calculated how long it took for the first pair of rowboat to reach into the cave, in term of turns.\n\nThen he tried to recall how long it took for **Him** To climb up the cave, in term of turns.\n\nThe distance of the not yet docking rowboat from the cove. And his shooting point. And the depth of the water where the rowboat is being dragged through.*\n\n\"They're coming here. Peridot, Ralki, we'll attack when four of them is in the cove, and three of them in the water. I'll shoot at the one in the water with my bow, Peridot will use her fireball to set them on fire - maybe the boat, but preferably them on fire - the rum is worth something. If they jump into the water, that means they are neutralized. While I duel with the people on the boat, use your shield to provide cover for me so I don't die to their crossbow. Make sure they cannot climb up the cove to take us in melee.\"\n\n\"Once we wipe out the people on the boat - wound or make them surrender, we'll pretend we're [Insert Whatever People is Responsible for Customs in Salvainia], yell at them to surrender in the cove and walk out to the beach with no weapons and armour. March them here. If they don't comply... Then we will decide what to do next.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Alright, sounds like a plan Sirdan, I'll help by attempting to knock down the guys on the land.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot nodded after hearing about his plan* \"I have a good aim from here, I'll be easy to set them on fire\" *She also readied her shield to give him cover as he instructed*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*It took about two turns for Sirdan to climb up the cove wall. It took four turns to get a rowboat in the water into the cove. Two turns were spent in the shallow water, and two spent pushing them into the cove. One rowboat was already in the cove, while another was being dragged out of the shallow water. Two more rowboats floated in the water. Two smugglers were in the cove, two dragged the rowboat on land, and there was two smugglers in one boat and one in the other in the water. Their leader was helping drag one of the rowboats into the cove.*\n*The captain turned and moved away from his boat, walking down the beach while pulling at some clasps in his riveted armor. One of the men in the floating boats removed his helmet wiping his brow. The other man dragging the boat stopped, taking off his helmet as well. It seemed they were getting exhausted working in their equipment.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Right, keep your head behind your shield - After the first shot they are going to take out their crossbow and shoot at us. Let's hope their strings are wet..\" \n\n*That was the best thing Sirdan could hope for - that some of them accidentally wettened their crossbow's string while dragging the boat over, that'd nullify their threats considerably.*\n\n\n\n\"See that man with his helmet off? Shoot your fireball at him. He won't be fighting anymore - hopefully don't die, worth much more alive. I don't think I can hit them with my arrow. As for the man dragging the boat... Hmm.\" \n\n\"Ralki - You can knock them down? If so, knock down the men in the boat into the water. If they fall into the water and soak their crossbow's string wet, they can't shoot back.\" \n\n\n\n\"Cover me, Peridot\" *Sirdan stood up after taking out his bow, he crouched, drawing his bow and nocking an hardened bodkin arrow - not a second to be wasted. He held it at the ready, before standing up and exposing as little of himself as needed to shoot someone. He let off a shot at the back of the closest person... Probably the captain, hoping to hit them in a weak point.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Yep, that'd be easy peasy, boats don't resist, and are hard to keep up, I suppose.\" *Ralki readies her air blast and shoots at the boat.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She nodded and without saying much Peridot got in position and pointed her staff at the man who took first his helmet off, the gem on her staff glowed red for a second before a fireball shot out of it, going in the direction of the man, once it was done, she covered Sirdan with her shield as he instructed*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Covers head with shield too*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The team's attacks were well synchronized, happening within two seconds of each other. Sirdan's arrow would find its mark truly, but not pierce the armored back of the captain. It would, however, knock him over, where'd hit the sand heavily, with his chainmail trousers around his ankles. Oh dear, it looked like he was going to relieve himself before the attack. A groan would be heard, and he'd try to turn over on to his back and off of his face.*\n*Ralki's air blast would hit the side of the rowboat carrying two men squarely, rocking it severely. One man would drop his stance and balance his weight at the impact... Only to be dragged off the boat by his falling ally. Unlucky. Both would sink, thanks to their armor.*\n*Only Igu's attack would miss, firing at the farthest target. It would, however, strike the inside of his row boat, lighting a fire within. The smuggler looked from the fire to the water, conflicted, as he pulled his shield from his back. He quickly knelt down and pulled a glove off, trying to scoop water into the boat and onto the fire. He wasn't doing a great job, rocking the little boat quite a bit as he tried to use the other hand to hold his shield up as adequate cover.*\n*The last standing man outside of the cove would look up to the cliffside where the attacks came from, startled. There didn't seem to be a clear target of any kind. Dropping his helmet, he'd quickly run into the safety of the cove, last seen grabbing his crossbow from his back.* \"We're under attack!\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*He calculated how many of them were left - two into the water - hopefully shallow enough to survive the trip. He'd rather not have them drown to death. One knocked down, another taking care of a flame.\n\nWhich means three inside the cove.*\n\n*Sirdan stood up, grabbing another bodkin arrow - so he has a slight chance of penetrating their armour, and lower the chance of killing them. He shot at the smuggler that was busy scooping water into the boat.*\n\n\"Knock the last one down, Private Ralki! Lieutenant Peridot! Set the Captain on fire!\" *He bellowed out his order as he released a second arrow in short order, his own supernatural speed and strength helping him draw the bow ever a bit faster.*\n\n\n\n*If Sirdan still had time, he'd perform his bluff,*\"**Imperial Navy here! You're surrounded, surrender your arms and armour, and march out of the cove unarmed, or find yourself at the gallows next noon!**\" \n\n*He hoped the shock of having half of their party taken out was enough to convince them of the need to surrender.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ralki does as said and launches an air blast* \"This was easier than I thought.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Got it!\" *She followed his orders and pointed at the captain, hopefully still on the ground to have him as an easier target, her the gem of her staff glowed once again before firing a second fireball, she kept her shield raised*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Sirdan's arrow would strike the kneeling man's shield, though fail to injure him. However, with Ralki's airblast, it'd be the last bit needed to capsize the boat, sending the smuggler under as well.*\n*The captain would have just rolled onto his back, propped up on his small shield and crossbow, just to immediately be hit in the chest with a fireball. He'd yell out in pain and flop back onto his stomach, smothering the fire with sand. He pushed himself to his knees, facing the ocean, raising his hands.*\n*The two men sent underwater earlier would arise, gasping for air and missing their helmets, pauldrons, and gloves. They dragged themselves to shallower water, trying to stand and recover. Neither of them attempted to draw their weapons.*\n*Nothing was heard from the cove, and none of the team were in a position to currently see into it, either.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Yes! Now what do we do? Do we demand of them to surrender?\"\n\n\"Wait we already did\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"It looks like they're defeated already...\" *She stayed with her shield up in case that they tried anything and looked around for any more men that might try help their captain and fellows*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*All of them had armour on, that made a potential mass execution difficult... Hmm. Tough to deal with.*\n\n*He turned toward the captain and smugglers. Their crossbows were disabled, now all he needed to do is to make them ditch their swords.* \n\n\"**Drop your swords on the ground and stand over that rock there! Or we'll shoot you all dead!**\" *Sirdan barked, and then lowered his volume so the smugglers cannot hear it.*\n\n\"Ralki, keep an eye on the cove. If they climb out, knock them back down where they came from - Peridot, make sure they don't come out of the cove and try to flank us. Don't peek into it unless you feel like getting shot, try to peek over the edge - they can't turn their crossbow up fast enough.\" \n\n*Now all he needed to do is to neutralize all four of the one on the beach.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Prepares air blast just in case they try to come up.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The captain begrudgingly undid the straps for his shield and crossbow and removed his swordbelt. He pushed himself off the ground and, with hands behind his head, began slowly walking towards the nearest large rock. The two waterlogged men followed suit, releasing their weapons, and the top half of their armor, leaving only chainmail trousers and greaves. They slowly followed their leader, tired and coughing. The last man to climb out of the water simply threw up some water once he go to land and plopped down to his side, shuddering.*\n*From the cove could now be heard some commotion, but it was hard to tell what. Some rocks were moving and the rattling of metal. Ralki could likely smell people coming from the aerial entrance now.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Someone's coming, I can smell em, coming from that entrance\" *She points to the aerial entrance* \"Who do you think it could be?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot prepared her staff to shot another fireball as she head the sound of the rocks moving and the metallic sound* \"Maybe more people from their crew\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Probably smugglers. If they have weapons, blast them off and torch them. I need to watch the people over here.\" \n\n*Sirdan kept his bow drawn and arrow nocked, using his let off enchantment to the best of his ability. Sirdan repositioned so that anyone who walk out from the cove from the front won't get a good shot on him.*\n\n\"**You on the beach, get over there to that rock!**\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Prepare air blast*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The surrendered smugglers simply stood by the rock, hands on the back of their heads, waiting. The one smuggler who had fallen had not gotten up, or moved, really. Waves gently lapped at where he laid, drawing no reaction from him.* \"I think he's still got some water in his lungs. Or he's choking. I don't know.\" *None of the smugglers moved to help their fallen ally.*\n*Peridot and Ralki would see a blonde head poking over the top of the aerial entrance, looking around as the man pulled himself out of the cove. Only the upper half of his torso had come out of the entrance when he stopped upon seeing the three of them. His eyes flicked down into the cove, then back at them.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Stares at him, does Ralki smell rum on the ship? Does he have weapons? If so, launch an air blast.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan continued watching over the smugglers, peeking back to the cove occasionally with his bow still pointed at the four downed smugglers. He was waiting for the one in the cove to surrender.*\n\n\"You over there in the cove, climb out with your hands up, or we'll kill you.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot kept watching out for more people that could come, since Ralki already took care of the man of the cove, she just watched with her fireball ready to take more of more that could come out*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*On the aerial entrance, that's where she's looking*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The man had no visible weapons and put a hand in the air, using the other to hold himself up.* \"I, I have a swordbelt on. Pheni, the person coming up after me, has a crossbow and swordbelt.\" *The smuggler was willing to surrender, figuring that falling from the rocks meant death.* \"How many are you?\" *Asked the smuggler as he carefully pulled himself up, the sword on his side now visible.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan improvised a lie. It is beyond obvious there's only three of them. But he CAN bluff about how strong he is, and about coming reinforcements...*\n\n\"I'm Captain Sirdan of the Imperial Navy. Three of us here, an elite air and an elite fire mage.\" *He figured that it made sense for an elite mage to only cast their most staple spell... He won't tell them there's nothing else beyond that.* \n\n\"We have a ship coming in to take your ship as we speak. Surrender now and I'll put in a good word when you go with us.\" *Sirdan said, backing off a bit to keep all of the smugglers in his Peripheral vision.*\n\n\"Peridot, take the rope, tie them up and disarm them. Ralki, watch over them.\" *He knew Ralki were physically weaker, but she had an air blast in her favour. The moment the smuggler looked ready to walk away from the cove opening, he'd yell at them to halt them.*\n\n\"Ralki, any of them do anything funny, blast them back into the cove or off.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Literally what Sirdan said, there was no necessity for any fancy maneuvers since she was quite weak* \"Aye aye\" *Ralki said jokingly.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot followed Sirdan's orders, she had to act as he was their captain after all, she grabbed the rope that he said and once they were without their weapons, she tied then up, she kept holding her staff with her tail so had close in case she had to use it*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The smuggler looked down as he climbed out fully, careful to keep his hands away from his weapons.* \"There's only three of them, Pheni.\" *Almost immediately after, a feminine voice could be heard yelling just below the first smuggler.* \"THERE'S ONLY THREE, WESLEY! MICHAEL AND I WILL HOLD THEM OFF!\" *Michael (presumably) looked up with a look of fear in his face.* \"No, no, we are definitely not doing that.\" *He stood up fully with his hands behind his head, moving away from the hole, where a blonde women, likely Pheni with a dagger in her teeth was now climbing out, looking around. Neither of them seemed to be wearing much armor at all, making their climb possible.*\n*Sirdan would see the last armored smuggler (Wesley?) come running out of the cove onto the beach, holding two shields in his direction. He wasn't running very quickly, what with the askward weight of full armor and holding two shields, both facing Sirdan.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan thought of what to do next. The fully armoured smuggler need to be subdued. Ralki could keep them on hold for now. Perhaps he could perform a demonstration of force against Wesley... Hoping to scare him off one way or another.*\n\n*He let loose his readied arrow toward Wesley's shield. It probably won't penetrate fully, or perhaps it might punch through from sheer force. His goal was to scare Wesley and show off how powerful he is. He would nock another if not interrupted.*\n\n\"Peridot, come over and blast him on fire.\" *He said, loud enough for the two smugglers that climbed up to hear. Peridot is supposed to tie them up - but Ralki served the purpose of threatening to blast them down, he can afford to divert her, for now..*\n\n*Damnit, Sirdan was feeling impatient, why couldn't he speak at one thousand words per minute telepathically to everyone else?! His plan is not coming through fast enough!*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Holds air blasts and yells* \"If any one of you get up or give me reason to will be knocked down onto the ground!\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"On it!\" *She pointed at Weasley with her staff, the gem on it glowed for a brief moment before shooting in the directions the running man*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Pheni would come out, the dagger still in her teeth, now growling. She didn't take any kind of passive posture, seeming like she was planning on attacking when she finished climbing up. Michael went to stand in front of Pheni, now holding his arms up.* \"Wait, don't hurt her! Pheni, give up!\" \n*The crew around the rock had just started started to cheer on Wesley and move around as Sirdan's arrow connected with his shield. Wesley stumbled to the side with a yell, the arrow going through the shield and his arm. As he was trying to recover, Peridot's fireball would hit Wesley's other shield, pushing him and lighting it on fire. He yelped again, not able to take either shield off now, and dove into the water to quench the flames.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Drop all your weapons and hold your hands in the air!\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot sighed in relief that was she able to help and looked back at the two that just climbed up with her hands on her hips* \"Does anyone else wants to be lighted on fire?\" *She wouldn't hesitate to do it if these two tried anything, specially with the women acting like this*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan nocked another arrow, finding his life rather boring. When has he ever *Not* Nocked another arrow in this fight?*\n\n\"Keep an eye on the woman with a dagger.\" *He said, as he surveyed the surrounding for a path from the cove's top toward the rock - the plan is simple. Tie them up here, escort them to the man with the rock, where he would threaten them all with a sword until Peridot secured them. Then he will secure their gears and march back with their prisoners..*" } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"She wouldn't get if you pointed a ballista at her.\" *Michael turned around to Pheni.* \"Pheni, we lost! We're going to jail! Upside: we are not going to die if you stop acting crazy.\" *Pheni gave her fellow smuggler an angry look before spitting her dagger on the floor and throwing her swordbelt and crossbow into the cove below, finally surrendering. It was now that the captain called up to Sirdan.* \"Ay, mate. Aven't got all day, you mind if we head up there so ye can arrest us olready?\" *The captain still had his hands up, but seem annoyed more than anything. This was clearly not the first time he'd been arrested, and it seemed like he had no interest in tangling with the Imperial Navy. Even Wesley was now rising from the water, struggling to pull the shields from his arms, defeated.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Yes, all of you come up. Lieutenant Peridot, tie them all up. Ralki. Watch over them.\" *He said, trying to give the best impression of authority he can - all those rope they brought along would come in useful...\n\nHe'd like to loot all the gears they left behind, but wondered how he could do it - Probably better to have Ralki and Peridot do it - didn't she say she can burrow? Perhaps she could carry them back one by one while Peridot and Sirdan did the carrying.*\n\n\"Aye, Ralki, you could burrow into the ground right? Can you carry something with you while doing so?\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Of course, my digging skills are top tiered, it wouldn't take long.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Keep them secure for now, I need you to retrieve any equipments of value and put them in a pile here.\" *He said.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Right away captain Sirdan\" *Peridot took some of the ropes and started to tie up the hands of the men that would arrive to where she was*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*All of the men would be lead up by their leader, beside the one still facedown in the water. They'd quickly traverse the rocky path as most had already shed their armor. Once they were up to the cliffs, the captain commanded them to kneel with their hands behind their heads, waiting for their arrest.* \"Wouldn't stick around here too long,\" *The captain said, nodding towards the ship in the distance,* \"Mah friends are bound to figure it out eventually.\" *Just as he said that, the ship started moving... Away from the beach, at full sails.* \"Damn.\"\n*Michael and Pheni would assume the same submitted posture.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Should I grab that stuff now?\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Yes.\" *He would stand guard with his sword, watching Peridot,*\n\n\"Check the man down there for a pulse. I know healing spell - I want him alive too. Bring yourself a rope and tie up his legs if he is still alive. If not, take his gears.\" *Sirdan ordered, putting his bow back in his holster, and then drew his heavy arming sword, watching over the group menacingly. If / when Peridot tied them up, he followed closely, with his sword securely in his grip, ready to be swung at whomever she is tying up. He also checked to make sure none of them have a dagger or weapon before Peridot tied them up.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The drowned man would be just that: drowned. Cold and without a pulse, there wasn't much hope for him at all. The men arrested would have concealed weapons, but they were all given up easily. The total haul was, frankly, too much too carry without assistance of some kind, and the rendezvous with the wagon was three miles north of them. The smugglers wouldn't resist, but they didn't look happy, either.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Diggy diggy to the stuff, and bring em all back.* \"Confiscated\" *Ralki says with glee after each one.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan simply watched over, wondering how to bring the men back securely. He told Peridot to tie them up by the neck, chaining them all together so to make escape difficult - If one made a run for it, he would not be able to chase them all down.*\n\n*Then he looked at all the collected gears - How many of them were there? He and Peridot brought along two backpacks with ropes for a reason..*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Once the men were all tied up, she went to check on the drowned men, once she discovered that it was dead for good, well, she couldn't do much, it wasn't like Sirdan could revive him, she just took off his equipment and brought it back with the rest*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Seven sets of chainmail, 6 half-armor sets of almain rivet, 6 swords, 12 daggers, 5 shields, and 3 crossbows. A number of the gear had been broken in the water and quick disarmament, but that is what remained. None of them carried their silver or gold on them, as they likely left it on the ship. Unfortunate for everyone involved, really.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Seven set of chianmail and 6 half-armour sets of almain rivet - these were worth the most. The swords were probably worth a bit for their weight, along with the crossbow. Sirdan walked over to Peridot, relying on her for manual labour again.*\n\n\"Tie the chainmail and almain rivet together, and then store the sword in its sheath in the breastplate, and try to stuff part of the crossbow in, or tie them up. Then, tie the armour to each of them's waist.\"\n\n*That... Was a terrible idea, Sirdan thought. Now he'd have to escort an awkward group of people dragging along almost a hundred pounds of armour along the ground for three miles.\n\nBut better than skipping the loot.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Sigh* \"Why didn't I bring my cart, it would've been easy to take all of this stuff...\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Let's be honest, I didn't bring my horse when I thought we had to row out.\" *Sirdan too, regretted the decision, but hindsight is twenty twenty indeed. Not that this metaphor was around back then.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Honestly I should learn summoning magic for this reason...\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"If we brought horses, this would've been much more easier...\" *Peridot began to tie up the different pieces of armor together as Sirdan told her, she wished she knew any spell that could help right now, unfortunately, she didn't*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As Peridot began tying the armor to the prisoners, the captain squinted at Sirdan.* \"Probably doesn't matter now, but you aren't Imperial Navy, are you? Never cared about our gear before.\" *Regardless of the captain's comment, the men would march without a word to the rendezvous, where the Lora would wordlessly drive the now very, very cramped wagon back to \n**QUEST COMPLETE**" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Sometime you just have to bluff your way through, Captain.\" *Sirdan chuckled as he escorted them back. A bit of humour after the fight would be fine... Even though he probably killed one of his man that he don't care about.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis walks down the coast, breathing in the fresh ocean air. Looking at him, he doesn't seem particular interesting. Brown hair, brown eyes, slightly below average height. The only thing that truly stands out is the Oni skull mask that he has strapped to the side of his head. He looks sad, reminiscing all his failures. He looks around himself and sighs.\n\"Why do I torture myself like this...\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*Cecilia walks down the shore. She's short, thin, and overall looks like she wouldn't be any good in a fight. She just seems happy, staring over the ocean, as the waves wash over the shore. She's humming a tune, taking long, playful steps, when she spots Mevis, a good distance away. She waves to him.* \"Hi there! Hiya!\" *She starts running over to him, seeming excited to meet someone.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis looks surprised at this sudden greeting. He looks around himself despite having done so earlier. He looks at Cecile and points to himself slightly confused. He isn't used to someone just saying hi to him out of nowhere.\n\"Me?\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She smiles, running over to him. She finally gets to him, standing a few feet in front of him.* \"Yeah, hi! I'm Cecilia, nice to meet you!\" *She has a tone in her voice of just boundless joy and wonder, and she seems to bounce on her toes, as she just stands there smiling.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis is very clearly uncomfortable with this sort of energy and it can be clearly seen on his face. He takes a few steps back and clears his throat. \n\"Oh, um, hi there? Can I help you?\" He says as he scratches the back of his head nervously. He quickly scans the area, his eyes darting left and right wondering if perhaps he is being set-up for an ambush and his legs stand poised ready to sprint." }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She notices him acting anxious, and takes a half a step back.* \"Oh- I just wanted to say hi! Wanted to make sure you're all good and stuff! Staying hydrated? A lot of people forget to bring a lotta water on treks, but I got plenty, so if you need any just ask!\" *She is talking __very__ fast, and might be overwhelming to some.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "After scanning the area, Mevis deems that Cecilia poses no real threat to him and his muscles relax slightly. His eyes brighten a bit and chuckles slightly at her fast speaking, reminding him of his friend. But the brightness doesn't last long and is immediately replaced with sadness after remembering what happened to her. \n\"I admit, I did forget to bring water with me. How much is it for some water?\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She smiles.* \"Free of charge! I'd never *Dream* Of charging someone for water! You got something to put it in?\" *She continues bouncing on her toes, rocking back and forth.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Donna, the elf, I don't remember what types walks onto the beach. She sits down on the sand and looks around.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis scratches his cheek in embarrassment. *'I really should better equip myself when I return to civilization..'* He shakes his head. \"Uh, well it seems I didn't really prepare myself for this tr-\" And his eyes go wide as he notices someone else's presence and quickly turns around, seeing someone sitting off in the distance. \"Looks like we got company...\" He says as his legs tense up once more" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*Cecilia peeks over around Mevis, looking at Donna, the wood elf* ((because I looked you up at c: ))*. She waves happily, not worrying about any potential danger.* \"Hi! Hiya! How are you!\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Donna jumps up in surprise, then immedietly loosens up from that brief tense moment, then she turns around and says to Cecilla* \"Hello there!\" *Seems as if Donna's happy to meet someone here.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis eyes Cecile in horror. *'What is wrong with this woman. Doesn't she fear for her safety? One of these days she will get herself killed!'* He quickly runs up after Cecile and stands besides her, eyeing Donna up and down. He looks around once more for anyone else that might be in hiding. Seeing as Donna is alone and given her greeting, non-hostile, Mevis relaxes again. \"So , uh, do you all enjoy walks across the beach? I had assumed it would be a rather secluded place\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Donna tilts her head* \"What do you mean?\" *Is being at beach really that weird, is Donna an oddball? She is very confused.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"Uh, nothing I suppose. Just didn't expect there to be so many people\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She looks to Donna, and asks,* \"Do you have a cup? For water? That you're willing to share? I wanna give This guy water, but I don't have a cup... Or a container at all... So do you have one?\" *She speaks very fast, maybe overwhelming for some.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"No, sorry\" *She looks down, but then looks up again* \"Why don't you go to a... Uhmm... A... City! That's right! Why don't you go to a city and get water?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis smiles wryly \"Looks like we all came ill prepared, heh\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She sighs, melodramatically.* \"Well I already *Have* Water, I just got nothin' to put it in, and, well, I can't exactly just... Put my finger in his mouth... That'd be just awkward.\" *She looks around, as if expecting a cup to just appear, but as expected, there is no empty cups around. This is the beach.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"It's fine, I'm sure I can survive the trek back to the city. But thank you for your concern at the very least. I'm Mevis by the way.\" He says as he tips his imaginary hat." }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She nods.* \"I'm Cecilia, priestess of Eiael, pleasure to meet you.\" *She puts her hand out for a handshake.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"**Oh!** And I am Donna, a summoner.\" *She shakes Cecillia's hand.*" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She shakes Donna's hand,* \"Nice to meet you!\" *And switches to Mevis, putting her hand for a handshake.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Despite being much more relaxed around Cecilia, he eyes her hand for any possible magical sigil or poison needle before cautiously putting out his hand and giving her a firm handshake. \"A priestess you say? I suppose that explains your good nature. But let me warn you, there are dangerous people out there. Even with your god or goddess's blessing, it's best you be careful\" He says in a serious tone" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She thinks for a moment.* \"Well, if I don't trust other people, what reason do I give others to trust me?\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"That's some good reasonin right there!\" *Donna nods in agreement.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"You don't. In the end, you can't really trust anyone, not even yourself...\" He says as his face darkens. \"All you can do is be prepared for the worse at all times\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She scratches her head.* \"Well, if I can't trust myself, how could I expect others to?\" *She thinks for a moment.* \"See, that only gets me *Farther* From my goal.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"Your goal?\" He asks quizzically" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She nods, and smiles proudly.* \"I wanna spread the ways of love and kindness, like Eiael taught us. If everyone just loves each other, then nobody will want to fight.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "He eyes Donna to see her response to this naive ideal" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I don't really think it's naive, I mean, I think it's quite noble. But I'm not the best judge of character and you seem better at it... But I have to leave.\" *Walky walky walk aways!*" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She waves goodbye.* \"Bye bye! May you have naught but good fortune!\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis sighs and turns to face Cecilia \"It's a noble goal, I'll give you that much. But how you can spread love if you are enslaved or killed.\" He then points to the Oni skull mask on the side of his head. \"This mask isn't for show. How would you carry out your goal if I wished to kill you right now?\" He says in a pained voice" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "\"Well, uh...\" *She just smiles, despite the fact that this would crush the spirits of most.* \"Well, you *Aren't* Trying to kill me right now.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "He simply stares at you with eyes filled with pain before looking away to stare at the ocean. \"I had a friend like you, you know? Had such a positive outlook on life. At the time even I believed in it. But you know where she is now? She's-\" His voices cracks and he pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath. \n\"She's no longer alive. Both of you are too naive to think kindness can change the world. Naive to believe that everyone in the world is filled with good intent. I don't want anyone to die a fool like that. Give up on your dream if you know what is best for you. This world can't be saved with ideals like that\" He says as he looks down to his feet." }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*She just stands there silent for a moment. After just a moment, she lunges in for a hug, wrapping her arms around him.* \"You... You had a really bad experience... But... But I *Know* That I will help to change the world... It's my only purpose for being here... And I'm not gonna let a few rotten bananas spoil us all...\" *She clutches onto him tightly.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "He is surprised by the hug, but even more surprised at how his well trained body didn't jump back. He looks down at Cecilia and smiles weakly. *'Been a while since I had a hug... It's... Warm...'* He pats Cecilia's back and let's out a sigh \"Never heard of personal space, huh?\"" }, { "author": "Cecilia", "message": "*Her eyes open wide, taking a step back.* \"Sorry... I just grew up somewhere where everyone liked hugs. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, you just seemed like you really needed a hug.\" *She gets a smile once more.* \"I um, I should try to make my way to the nearby city. I should pick up a waterskin. Or something...\" *She begins running off into the distance.* \"Bye bye, maybe I'll see you again some day!\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis looks back to the ocean, thinking to himself. *'Is this fate's way of torturing me? Am I nothing more than a pawn in its cruel game?'* \nHe shakes his head and in his eyes there is resolve instead of sadness. \n*'That's fine, I'll play this game. But don't think it will turn out like last time. No, I will make sure it doesn't. I will fight tooth and nail against it. I do not have a place in her world, but I will at least drag out all those 'rotten bananas' with me*'" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Rhone had been swimming for quite a while now, passing reefs he had never seen and fish species he hadn't even heard of. He had seen the sun set and rise over him multiple times, though he hadn't counted. He was starting to get somewhat exhausted. He had had enough food, foraging ocean plants, but that didn't keep the need to rest from creeping into him. He didn't even have much of a purpose to be swimming so long, he was only traveling! He decided to take a rest on a large flat rock on the shallow floors. The water was warmer than the trenches he was used to, quite pleasant. He sighed contently as he laid onto the rock, though he didn't close his eyes, not wanting to sleep. He decided he would wait until tomorrow to start traveling again..*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "*Somewhere above Rhone, Torren was swimming. He didn't seem to be travelling. No, he wasn't swimming in any one direction. He swam in every direction he could go. Propelled by his powerful tail, Torren swam straight ahead. Then he dove down, made a sharp turn to the right, then shot straight up, breaking surface. He leapt in the air, embracing the air time to look over the beautiful sparkling ocean. The light reflecting off the surface is in turn reflecting off of his bright yellow eyes. He let out an exhilarated gasp before falling back down into its embrace. The sound of his giddy whooping and laughing likely reached the ears of the other Treton. Torren doesn't seem to have noticed Rhone's presence yet.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Rhone sat up a bit at the sound of a gleeful cheer. He glanced over to see another Treton. He wished he was in a more exciting mood than tired at the moment. He reluctantly got off his rock and started to swim towards the other treton. He was more using his tail as a leg on the bottom of the sand rather than swimming with it though, we wasn't used to the lack of water pressure. Rhone raised his webbed hand with a wave, hoping to catch the other treton's attention. He would want someone who could show him areas to skip stones and safe places to explore. Possibly even help as an ally.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "*Torren swam straight up once more, breaking surface and leaping through the air again. When he fell back in, getting ready to dive, he noticed Rhone and waved.* \"Oh, hello! Hi! What's your name?\" *Torren swam quickly towards the Eel Treton. He looked downright excited to see another one of his kind. His voice held the same giddy energy as before, with a hint of curiosity directed at Rhone. Looking at him, he didn't seem to be carrying much at all. Torren only had a quiver of crossbow quarrels, the types that hunters would be using, but no crossbow.* \"Wait, was it rude to ask without introducing myself first? Sorry! My name is Torren, what's yours?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*He sighed in relief, worried before that the other triton would ignore him. Rhone gave him a tired but friendly smile.* \"No, you're fine.\" *He said with a wave of his hand.* \"I'm Rhone. *He rose off the ocean floor a bit so he wouldn't be resting on the ground awkwardly.* \"I've never seen the sky before the last few weeks, I lived real deep. It is quite beautiful, the sun and stars.\" *He started, trying to make conversation. It came out well enough. He swam up to the surface, waves breaking over him. He hadn't been above water yet, the air stung strangely at his gills. He did, though, stare in awe at the now glittering stars, his mouth falling open slightly. He swam back under the waves.* \"Yup, that's for sure.\" *He said, agrreing with himself.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Nice to meet you, Rhone!\" Torren watched as Rhone went up above the surface. He doesn't follow the other up, instead opting to stay just beneath the surface. He already saw the beauty of the stars and the moon reflecting off of the gentle waves. \"It is, isn't it? My tribe and I are nomads, we don't usually stay very long. But! We get to see lots of things like this.\" Torren seems to be sizing up the other. He's starting to make the connection that Rhone have been travelling for a while. And travelling away from his home in the deep? \"So... What're you doing here in the shallows? Are you going somewhere?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*He started to nod, but then shrugged.* \"Ye-er actually, only kind of. There's destination. I'm only trying to map out a better place for my village.\" *He said, frowning a bit.* \"They live, I guess *We* Live in a really dangerous place. Not much food, a lotta big sharks. Even the fish are scary.\" *He said, some huge fish with strange appendages briefly crossed his mind, causing him to shudder.* \"Anyways, what about your tribe? Nomads yeah? Wish that was us, I'm lucky I even left the village safely.\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "*Torren nods, looking both understanding and concerned. His tribe has traveled to the deep seas once, and only once. He's- or rather, they're- familiar with the dangers that Rhone is describing. There's a reason they don't go near that place anymore. Not a lot of quarry but plenty of dangers, not exactly the best hunting grounds.* \"Yeah, we usually just move around to wherever there's food. But, y'know, that also means we don't really have a 'home'. Or, I guess the entire ocean is our home!\" *Torren throws his arm out wide, grinning ear to ear.* \"Buuut, I'm kinda travelling away from home too in my own way.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Rhone tilted his head to the side.* \"Yeah? I guess we have something in common, yeah?\" *He said, smiling a bit.* \"Where are you going? Maybe I could tag along, since I'm not going anywhere specific.\" *He suggested, maybe it could help him find a place for his village to go. He smiled at the idea forming in his head. Maybe he could find a place to live, and he would be making a friend.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Oh? Hmmm, maybe you can but um...\" *Torren rubbed his wrist.* \"I'm going to the land. Deep lands. I'm looking for new things to hunt up there.\" *A friend from the seas tagging along with him sounded wonderful. Torren would love to travel and hunt with this new friend, but he can't help but worry. Rhone had been living in the deep. He's probably not as used to travelling as Torren was. Not to mention that going on land is a big change from the sea. In fact, that was why Torren was down here in the first place. He wanted to say goodbye to the sea before travelling deeper inland. He doesn't know when he can come back to sea, so he'll relish every opportunity he has.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Land? Woah.\" *Rhone said, looking up again.* \"Maybe you're right, I should stay here a little longer..\" *He said, somewhat disappointed, but he had never been, so it probably wasn't a great idea to go waltzing off to somewhere he had never been with someone he just met.* \"Never been up there, I haven't even touched ground before.\" *He said, a little sheepish.* \"It would be nice to go there on my own time though..\" *He trailed off, thinking." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Yeah... Sorry...\" *Torren looked a bit sad himself. He understood Rhone had different goals in mind. Going to land might not be the best. But maybe he can at least brighten up the mood a little?* \"But it's okay though. Land isn't that great a place. It's so... *Heavy*. And weird. Did you know people up there wear... Air armor? They call it 'clothes'. They don't protect you from land fish bites or anything, they just protect you from air current!\" *Torren prattled on, incredulous. He spoke like the entire concept of clothes itself is strange to him. Which it is! After all, he had never found the need to protect himself from water currents. If the water is too warm or too cold, they move away to better waters, simple as that.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Air?\" *Rhone said, that was what the landfolk breathed, right? He had seen air in bubbles underwater?* \"How can a place be heavy?\" *He asked, laughing. Maybe it was like the difference between the shallows and the trenches, like water pressure.* \"Clothes seem weird. I personally don't like wearing armor though either.\" *He said, shrugging and gesturing down at himself. He had some arm guards, but that was about it, he didn't have much of a need for clothes (with his tail).* \"They have currents too? I thought those were only underwater.\" *He said, a bit cluelessly.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"I didn't think it would be either since it's like... Like being in a huuuuge bubble? But it's... Heavy! Down here we can move so easily in whatever way we want.\" *He flails his arms around, moving him slightly to the right and up to emphasize his point.* \"But up there, you need to have those... Those pair of hard tails. It feels like you have an octopus pulling you down to the sand all the time.\" *Torren seems very excited to share his knowledge of land with his new friend. The land people won't understand his confusion as much as a fellow Treton would. That kind of stuff is normal for the landfolk!* \"And yea, they have currents too! But they call it... Umm... Win...?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Win.\" *He said, with a little smirk.* \"That's a funny name. I heard Gus(t), so I guess it's not too bad.\" *Rhone let out a small laugh.* \"Landfolk are weird.\" *He said simply, laughing again.* \"Why can't they just call it currents? It sounds much nicer than win.\" *He looked towards the shore, he could tell they were close because of the waves crashing overhead.* \"I can't believe you've been up there! Tell me more!\" *He pleaded, excited to learn more.* \"It's be real cool to forage plants up there. Tell me they have plants.\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"I know right?\" *Torren is ecstatic. Finally someone gets it! The landfolk he tries to talk to usually just look at him funny when he says the air is so heavy. They think the water is heavier, but you get so much more freedom in the water!* \"They have weird names for things. Oh, yes they do have plants! They're a bit different from our plants. They look like... Like if kelp used corals as armour! Well, some of them don't... But these really big ones do! And...\" *Torren scratched his cheek, trying to recall what else the landfolk told him.* \"They usually like eating these things from the plants. They call it 'fruit'. It's like a... A seed pod? But you eat the seed pod and not the seeds.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Rhone listened in slight awe.* \"Wow! That's so weird, fruit? Have you ever had it? Is it good? It sounds so cool!\" *He droned on about what it would be like to live above water.* \"I do personally think down here is better. They're not tied to the ground, we can swim and float around. And I just saw a tropical reef, they're beautiful!.\" *Rhone said, laughing.* \"It makes me wonder why you would want to leave the ocean.\" *He said, shaking his head a bit.* \"Do tell me.\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"I have! I had a few but they had so many different types, I haven't tried them all yet!\" *Torren giggled and wiggled his tail in excitement.* \"I know, I loooove the ocean. It's my home! But they have such different food, and I really really wanted to try land kelp and land fish. Near the shore, they just serve the usual, though.\" *Torren huffs. Sure there are some landfood restaurants here and there but they were still mostly seafood. Seafood is nice, but he wanted landfood!* \"The landfolk said there's more landfood deeper inland, and that's why I'm going!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The bounty would indicate a cave facing the ocean, one that tunneled in several hundred feet. It could be noted thanks to its proximity to the port, though all the sailors nearby were wary of it, keeping their ships and boats away. The mouth of the cave opened up into the sand, 50ft high and just as wide. Sunlight only spilled so far in, and there were clearly torches affixed to the walls within. Whoever was hiding wasn't making too much of an effort. It had a slight decline, so Arthur wouldn't be able to see all the way in from the entrance.*\n\n*The torches would only provide dim lighting on the slick stone within, wet from the ocean air, presumably. The sound of crackling fire was ever present in the cave. It smelled of roasted meat.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Almost out of routine, Arthur checked his timepiece. It was about 7:41 in the afternoon, and he watched as the sun had turned from a bright yellow color into a deep, oppresive orange. Turning away from the ocean, Arthur looked into the dark maw of the rock. It seemed to go on and on forever, and the entrance was even bigger than the gates to the New Sunlight guild headquarters. He clearly saw the burning of torches in the walls, which led Arthur to believe that whoever was hiding in there was either deliberately relying on their intimidation factor to scare potential assailants away, or they were just lazy. His kitsune nose caught a hint of what smelled like roasted meat, causing Arthur's stomach to rumble ever so slightly. He heard the cracking and popping of a campfire within the cave, so along with the smell of meat, he knew that the person he was hunting was present inside the cave right now.*\n\n*Taking a deep breath in, he decided to go up to the mouth of the cave, not going too deep inside just yet.* \"Hello?\" He said. \"Anyone there?\" *Feeling like there wasn't any point in trying to do an assassination attempt since he wasn't as stealthy as Hitoshi, Arthur decided to attempt a direct approach, hoping to bait the paladin out where he could see them clearly.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As Arthur would walk in, he'd hear the clinking of metal and rubbing sound of fabric and leather. The fire would quickly come into view, with a female Mogash tightening her brigandine around her body. She wore chainmail undernreath, and had a bascinet set beside her. She whispered something, summoning a faint white aura around herself.* \"I was wondering when they'd send sometime else,\" *She said, reaching for a mace that sat beside her.* \"What Rank are you? Squire?\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "\"Hm, looks like you're not cowardly enough to stay holed up in there,\" Arthur started. \"I am Arthur Dax. Honestly, I'm doing this for the promotion. I'm a fletchling as of now, but my abilities, if I'm to be honest, hardly reflect that.\"\n\n*Arthur watched as the female mogash put on some brihandine around her body. The cloth and leather would be easily susceptible to flames, but he had no clue what lay underneath. The helmet she had beside her looked to be made of some kind of metal, and Arthur watched as she whispered some sort of spell to summon a faint, albeit noticable, white aura enveloping her. She reached for a mace, so Arthur began to reach for his sword, slowly. He needed her to take the first move so he could react accordingly; he never really was one to initiate fights.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*She took her mace into her hands, then placed her helmet on her head, fastening it tightly.* \"Wow,\" *She said, stretching her neck from one side, then the other,* \"You really must be one of them. No cheap shot or nothin'.\" *They stood about 50ft apart, and the Rogue started advancing towards Arthur, working up to a jog that brought her within 30ft of him, mace gripped tightly in her right hand. Her left hand began glowing blue.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur watched as the Mogash woman approached him, helmet now fastened onto her head, mace in hand. A full on frontal attack, eh? That would be pretty easy to react to. The fact that she would be going with an all out head on assault first move would give Arthur the advantage. Deciding to keep his hand away from his sword, he sidestepped to the right at a diagonal angle, and cast Piercing Sunstrike once she seemed to be 15 feet away, aiming for her torso area. Once he fired his shot, Arthur decided to back up to where he was previously, drawing his sword in a defensive stance. If she dodged and continued to attack, he would defend with his sword, but wouldn't pressure too much against her. The slashes of his sword, as much as he didn't like it, would deal almost no damage to the Brigandine she wore. He needed to set her aflame somehow, and Arthur knew the method he would accomplish this.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The orc easily adjusted to Arthur's sidestep, with him making the move well before she reached him, and the only reaction to Piercing Sunstrike would be her right hand beginning to glow yellow. She barreled forth as Arthur had to stand still to charge the spell, doing nothing to move or block when the spell finally came forth. The white aura would catch fire upon impact, though quickly dissipate. The aura stopped the force and fire of the attack from hitting her. As her advance had not slowed, she kept pace with Arthur as he backed up, within 3ft of him. She tossed her mace to her left hand ad swung it wide from the left (Artthur's right). Simultaneously, she fully opened her right hand while keeping it tight to her body and low, firing a lightning bolt from it, directly at Arthur's lower torso.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Seeing that HE was the one being pressured, Arthur had begun to slowly back off and off until the Mogash had come within 3 feet of him. She was definitely in range of Enveloping Hell, but saw that she quickly aimed a blow from her mace at Arthur's right side. Using his sword to parry the strike, Arthur succesfully fended away this hit. However, he saw her open her hand up wide, casting a lightning bolt directly at his torso. His eyes widening in surprise, he took the full force of the bolt, being sent back into one of the walls. His abdomen began to ache in pain, but he slowly reeled back towards a proper standing position. It hurt, but he could suffer through more. Sheathing his sword quickly, used his left hand to cast Burn Up! On himself, making his reactionary capabilities twice as fast as a normal persons. Then, with his unarmed right hand, he cast Hellfire Blades, summoning 2 flaming longswords that orbited him, both facing downwards. Due to the adrenaline rush he was getting by being on fire, the pain inflicted from the bolt became a throbbing numbness. The distance between the two was minimal; about 3 or 4 feet at best. He began to ever-so-slightly move forwards towards his opponent, drawing his sword in his left hand. He would prepare to activate a swift strike with all the weapons he had, but was also anticipating another strike by the mogash, if she ever would attack again.*\n\n``` Hellfire Blades and Burn Up! Cast. 5 mana regenerated. Remaining mana: 62.5/150 ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Seeing Arthur burst into flames, the Mogash would stop, and immediately began backpedaling. With a snap of her fingers, a seed dropped from her hands and cracked on the floor, quickly spilling out a thick cloud of vaporous fog.* \"Holy shit, didn't expect that.\" *The Orc was now clearly on their back foot, backing up as Arthur moved forward, keeping her mace up as she hoped the spell would smother his flames. It would dampen the burning torch on the wall as it filled the air with vapor, snuffing it out.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As the burning torches on the walls slowly dampened, Arthur's flames would remain untouched and pure in their blazing glory. His slow walk turned into a full on sprint, dashing through the fog that the seed had emitted. The brightness of the fire he gave out was enough to get a somewhat clear view of the Mogash backpedalling away. Dashing through the fog, he had one of the crimson swords prepare to stab at the Mogash's eye slits in the helmet, while simultaneously spinning around to her posterior. With his other blade, he commanded it to do the same motion as the previous; a stab straight in the chest. With Rasmus, Arthur decided to violently hack at the Mogash's right arm, the one which had fired the lightning. He silently hoped that he was indeed fast enough to catch her off guard, and reassured himself that she couldn't block all 3 attacks, especially since she was backing off now.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The white aura would glow around the Orc would return as she put a leg back to steady herself, bending her knees. The two swords coming straight for her would strike, hitting the aura and stopping for a second, long enough for her to make a diving tackle at Arthur as he spun. Her arms wrapped tightly around his torso as her shoulders connected with his side, and she forced them both against one of the stone walls.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Being forced against the wall via a rough tackle by the Mogash, Arthur had struck the cave along with his opponent. The pain he felt from the blunt force was minimal, and it caused his side to ache in pain, leaving behind one mediocre bruise. Arthur, however, remained calm in his thought process despite all the pain. Voluntarily dropping his sword to the ground, Arthur had his two blades return near the Orc's side this time, preparing for them to launch a strike in the event that he missed his next move, though he highly doubted it. Raising his hand above his head, Arthur cast Enveloping Hell with both of his hands, which extended the range of the blast to 12 meters surrounding him. At this distance, she shouldn't be able to dodge this attack, but had his swords stay pointed at her backside in the case that she did avoid it somehow.*\n\n``` Enveloping Hell cast. 5 mana regenerated. Remaining mana: 37.5/150 ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Arthur wouldn't miss.* \"**WWRRRAAAAUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!**\" *The Orc made an awful screaming noise as she caught fire, still pressing Arthur against the wall with her shoulder and other arm. Arthur would quickly realize where her other arm was as she drove a fist into his crotch with far,* ***Far*** *More force than she had shown before, likely enhanced by a spell. She crumpled to her knees after though, letting go of Arthur as she desperately tried to pat herself down, beginning to crawl away. If Arthur chose to stab her (and was able) with the swords, she'd do much the same, though bleeding.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur felt an insane, brute force slam into his sensitive area.* \"**AGH-\"** *He yelled in pain. He would double over, clutching his penis with his left hand, beginnijg to tear up. This pain, this **Feeling**, was like Hell set loose on his private area. He knelt with a single knee onto the ground, watching as the orc tried to crawl away, Arthur's swords still pointed at her. **\"Y-YOU PIECE OF SHIT!\"** He exclaimed, pain in his voice. Raising his right hand, he had his swords stab into her skull with a ludicrious amount of force, and once the swords had finished their duty, he slowly got up to his feet, cringing in pain still as his balls began to slowly die inside. He probably lost a testicle in that blow, but he wasnt sure. Engulfed in fury, Arthur took Rasmus in his right hand, limping slowly to her crawling body. He then proceeded to repeatedly stab her in the back of her neck where the soft flesh was exposed from the helmet, stabbing with fury until he was sure she was dead, screaming with rage the entire time.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The flames would stop the Orc from any effective or thought out course of thought.The swords slammed against her helmet, bending the steel and twisting it to an angle, but the swords did not break through. The Orc cast her aura once more, but it only took two hits from Arthur before it broke, and he was able to hack through the chainmail, killing her. After she died, or whenever Arthur decided to stop striking her, her head would likely no longer be attached, pulling blood beneath her body.*\n\n**QUEST COMPLETE**\n*1.5PP Awarded*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*After a while, Arthur's flames had simmered down to a close. His fire had been shut off, and he looked down at his opponent, now dead. Her armor was covered in many gashes and stab wounds, piercing all the way through her torso. He saw the inside of her chest, bits of organ tissue and blood spilled past her exterior, onto his and her armor. Arthur took Rasmus from the nape of her neck, and wiped off the blade with a piece of somewhat intact leather he had found a couple feet away from her. Now that the blade was clean, the kitsune put it back in his scabbard, slightly hunched over. The pain from his balls had come to a throbbing and constant pulse of torture, the passing seconds causing Arthur to grimace in pain. He didn't feel like dragging her entire body back to the New Sunlight guild HQ, so he took the orc's severed head in his left hand, blood still sputtering out of it at a constant rate. It got all over his arm and leg, which Arthur found disgusting. The putrid smell of a new corpse would fill his nose, and Arthur decided to leave the cave before anything else happened.*\n\n*Before this, however, he took the orc's mace and put it in his backpack. It didn't feel nearly as heavy as the Almain Rivet armor had, so he was able to carry it inside his pack fairly easily. Walking out of the cave, blood spattered all across his body, he began his journey all the way back to New Sunlight, balls aching all the way.*" } ]

[ { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris felt the familiar feeling of the drawstring against his cheek, his eyes trained on the target ahead. The white and blue frame of the bow offered a firm grip, but not a tight one. There was a clear difference to him, though it was hard to put it into words. He stared past the steel-tipped arrow at the deer which danced at the river's edge. He watched as it drooped it's head down, taking a few licks from the water. It was then that he found his moment, his hand not moving from the side of his cheek as he released the arrow. \n\nIdris couldn't observe the arrow as it flew through the air, though his facial expression remained solemn as the arrow hit the innocent creature square in the side. The animal jerked and began to run, although it didn't make it very far. A few meters to the left and the animal collapsed.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "The deer had collapsed certainly, but it was not Idris's arrow that performed the killing blow. Lying in wait amongst the foliage on the riverbank was the large reptilian Monty stalking the same deer. When the arrow struck, the deer bolted to the side in front of him he took his opportunity to tackle the beast into the water. Grappled in the water is was only a moment before the struggle was over.\n\"Who shot that!?\" Monty called out" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris' solemn expression quickly changed to one of confusion, only able to see a shifting figure off in the distance. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into. He lowered his bow to his left side, crouching down next to the tree that he was standing next to. Idris soon saw the ripples in the water, not exactly sure what he was looking at.\n\nHe knew he had a few options here: run away, wait until the coast was clear and keep hunting, or respond to whatever had called out. He figured the best choice would be to wait it out, to see if the individual posed a threat to him.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "Monty stood in the water scanning the tree line for a sign of the archer. After a second it seemed to dawn on him that standing in the open vs an archer was not a good idea. He grabbed the dead deer and rushed to the shore for cover. He would peek out occasionally to scan with his infrared vision, unfortunately to far to spot Idris.\n\"Sneaky warmblood, show yourself if you want your hunt!\" He roared" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Whatever was yelling at him, he did not want to fight it. It sounded big, and more importantly, dangerous. He heard the stomping as it ran, sending a chill up his spine. Idris genuinely didn't know what to say, Monty knew he was there so he had little chance to get away. \n\nAfter a few moments of silence, Idris decided to throw a hail Mary, so to speak. He stepped out from behind the tree, his bow facing down in his left hand. His heart was beating fast, he spent every moment scanning the river and the shore. \"I mean no harm,\" Idris called out.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "Monty stood up from behind his cover\n\"Course you don't, I'd have had an arrow in me if it weren't the case\"\nHis eyes nervously darted around keeping his hand on his own weapon\n\"You all there is?\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris' eyes widened at the full sight of Monty, genuinely amazed. He'd never seen an Itchsu before, but he'd still heard stories. Not these kind of stories. \n\n\"Yes, I am a lone traveler,\" Idris responded. His speech was matter of fact and to the point, perhaps making him seem a bit strange. He didn't interact with anything other than animals really, so he wasn't the best at socializing. He looked at the reptile nervously, his singular hope being that he was friendly. \"And yourself?\" He asked, imagining a group of massive reptilians ganging up on him.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "Monty eyed the dark elf. He was likewise a lone traveler but had been lied to before.\n\"I got a ox, but he ain't much for conversation\"\nMonty hauled the deer corpse out of cover and laid it out on some river stones. Drawing a knife some might have mistaken for a short sword he started carving into the beast.\n\"Now you gonna stand their wide eye'd, get a fire going. We caught plenty to go around.\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris hesitated for a moment, still jarred by the size of the Monty, but ultimately decided he was starving. He had to eat, so he took the plunge. Idris gathered a few sticks and stones, working diligently to get a spark going. After he got it, he tossed the fuel into the fire beneath a nearby grove of trees. \n\n\"My name is Idris,\" He blurted out while he worked. He wasn't sure why, but he wanted to start some kind of conversation.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "By now Monty had butchered the deer and was busy cleaning the hide and other bits in the river. The venison cuts screwed on sticks around the fire to roast.\n\"Monty, no sir name, just Monty\"\nHe let out a long whistle and soon an Ox would come trundling into the grove carrying a large backpack and some hefty warhammers\n\"Where you been horn? Coulda died and you'd have been none the wiser\" He said while searching the bag. The creature only grunted in response." }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris was sitting in front of the fire now, his bow on the grass next to him. He looked at the Ox, smiling at it's grunt.\n\n\"Your ox is hungry,\" Idris said, looking over to Monty. \"It seems he's growing impatient.\" Idris put his hand on his bow, playing with the string.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"You can speak pain in the tail?\"\nHe removes the pack from the ox and scratches his head.\n\"Love you horn. Now go graze something.\"\nHorn walks off, intent on finding some juicy river reeds. Monty sat down next to fire, basking in its warmth he looked blissful.\n\"So, you seemed starved for food and conversation, what's your story?\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*\"Curse of the elves,\" Idris remarked, referring to their ability to speak to animals. He stopped playing with the drawstring. \n\n\"There isn't much to my story,\" He began. \"I grew up in southern Silnaria, like most dark elves. I suppose I'm just travelling aimlessly now. Looking for jobs, nothing absurd really.\" He played with his thumbs as he spoke. \"What about you?\"*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"Me? Oh it's a tragic tale\" He feints a dramatic pose \"A story daring adventure and bone chilling terror\"\nHe takes an egg out of his pack and holds it above the fire\n\"There I was, but a tiny egg, living a peaceful life with my siblings. Loved and cared by the village. Then suddenly!\"\nHe tosses the egg up and snatches it out of the air with his mouth with a satisfying smack. He drops the act immediately after with a toothy grin.\n\"In truth I just got lost, and decided to keep going\" He laughs at his own story." }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "Idris looked at him, confused. He didn't know if he should laugh or feel bad, so he just nodded.\n\n\"You were separated from your family then, yes?\" He asked. Idris understood that part of the story." }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"Yeah, hunted something so far from camp I lost my way home. Story that short need some embellishing. Don't feel bad for me, i'd have left sooner or later. Now what about you? You look quite young to have such a good looking bow.\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris looked up, smiling. He glanced quickly at the Moon above. \"Yes, in truth this instrument was passed down to me,\" Idris explained. \"My father, he built and enchanted the bow. He liked to say he imbued it with the power of the stars and the moon, but realistically it was amateur work at best.\" He lifted the bow, holding it in his lap. \"He passed several years ago, left me it to practice with.\" Idris was saddened by it, but his expression didn't really change. It was a fact of life now, he felt desensitized to the matter. \"Truth be told I haven't really figured the thing out yet, but my father could do some crazy stuff with this thing.\"*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"Doesn't sound that amateur when you put it like that. I'm sure he's proud you using it to keep yourself not dead.\"\nHe gestures to the roasting meat\n\"Use a hammer myself. He some hero type? Or is that what you're out here trying to do?\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*\"I'd hope so,\" He responded to his first comment. \"He was just a carpenter in our village, not much of a hero. Nor am I.\" \n\n\"Say, that hammer though, must be light as a feather for you,\" He remarked. \"You big into weapons?\"*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"I only use hammers, only thing with enough heft to them. Nothing I love more then a good fight and a hammers the only thing that'll get you in and out without getting busted\"\nHe picks one of the smaller cuts from the fire and rips off a chunk" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*\"I see,\" Idris responded. \"I'm surprised you didn't fight me since you seem to enjoy it so much,\" Idris reached over to take a piece of meat, careful not to burn himself. Surprisingly, he was enjoying the company of Monty. He'd travelled alone for so long, it was nice to at least have civil conversation.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"It's the fighting I like. Not the killing, not the broken honor, and defiantly not the bounties they'll put on your head. If I just up and ended you i'd never get to fight you again. So I keep it clean.\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris nodded, actually understanding what he was saying. \"I respect that,\" He said. \"Good to know you're not a lawless brute like everyone else.\" He finished the piece of meat, instantly feeling better. \"So what's your next move?\" He asked.*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"Gonna wander over to the next city I find and look for the kinda trouble that gets you paid\"\nHe tears off another piece\n\"Worlds a big place, figure I could do that till I die or get to tired to walk and just plant my tail there.\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*\"Sounds like you got things all figured out,\" Idris said. \"That's good, you know, having a plan.\" He rubbed his hands on the grass. \"Wish I had one, you know, other than wandering about aimlessly.\"*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "Monty looks confused for a second\n\"That's a plan nowadays? That's more barebones then asking Horn where he's gonna crap. But I tell you what, Horn needs the company, why not travel with us for a bit?\"" }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris' head tilted to the side, considering it. It'd be nice to have company, but then again he'd never travelled with others before. \n\n\"Okay, sure, why not,\" Idris decided, lying back on the grass. \"It would be nice to aee the world from a different point of view.\"*" }, { "author": "legomonster", "message": "\"Great.\" He turns back to horn \"Hear that horn? You got a friend to talk to now!\"\nThe Ox responses with an almost sarcastic snort\n\"He'll warm up to you\"\nMonty prepares his tent for the night, occasionally snagging another morsel of venison." }, { "author": "eddiego222", "message": "*Idris chuckled, closing his eyes as he felt the cold grass against his neck. He enjoyed sleeping outside, staring through the gaps in the trees at the sky above. Still though, he did have to fight through the cold but he didn't care too much.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru approaches the area, covered in a brown cloak. He had to take his helmet off otherwise the horns would give him away, and he stores it in a leather sack. He looks around for any people, including his target*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As Oshikuru approaches the coast he would immediately notice a turtle nearby looking at him with its beady intelligent eyes. It would tilt its head to the left. Following the direction it was pointing, you would 3 finely dressed individual sitting at the boat dock with fishing poles over their shoulders, laughing merrily. Behind them though would be 3 heavily armored individuals, looking over the area. One of them seems to look over in your direction and nudges its buddy and points. The buddy looks over and then starts walking in your direction." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru walks towards the man walking towards him. The three men fishing don't seem to notice him, at least for now. He would try to study the guard's armor, body and weapon, and try to deduct how they fight*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The guard is wearing a bascinet with an aventail for protection around the head, and for the body they were wearing a hauberk. Seems like the guards valued the mobility that chain mail provided. In their arms would be a standard iron tipped spear and at their side a longsword. As the guard gets closer he would point his spear at you.\n\"I'm sorry, but I must ask that you leave the premise. The area is currently being reserved.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru bows below the spearhead, subtly setting his bag down, brings his left arm upwards using his forearm to push the spear up, and using his right hand draws his sword so that it goes right into the guard's groin area*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The armored individual would be caught completly off-guard by Oshikuru dirty tactic and kneel over in agony\n\"You... Bastard!....\" Before having his knee crushed by the sudden appearance of a kitsune carrying a mace, at which would fall over to ground merely screaming in agony, unable to form coherent words. \nAll this commotion however is noticed by the 2 guards hanging by the wealth looking individuals. One of them immediately starts running up the wealth individuals and points in Oshikuru's direction. Their faces would go pale and immediately start running with the guard. \nThe other guard seems to yell out into the nearby forest, at which point 3 more armored individuals come out. They would be pointed towards your direction and they would all start charging with their spear tips forward." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Zed looked at the individual who just destroyed the guard's knee. He took his helmet out of the bag, threw off his cloak and put it on, careful to hide his face.* \"Who are you?\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"Katachan Husen! I'm sorry sir that I couldn't come sooner, but now that I'm here I'll try to help you fend them off the best I can.\" *Katachan would examine the man now more closely seeing that he was pretty well armed and a little odd with his cloak, but regardless she considered him a victim in all this as she lifted up her mace once more in a wide striking position with it lowered to the ground aiming to simply cripple the bandits instead of flat out killing them once they were in range for a swing.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Hmm. I'm Oshikuru. No last name. Keep up if you can keep up\" *The Oriate was tall, and she wielded a fearsome looking club. Not something you want coming towards your face. Judging from her weapon, she wasn't necessarily fast, more focused on strength than speed. The lack of armor told him she could probably take a hit as well*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The guards would finally come within striking distance, two of them charging at Oshikuru and the other 2 at Katachan. \nThe ones facing Oshikuru are clearly taking a more defensive stance, turning their bodies sidewaysto keep their jewels from meeting the same fate as their comrade's. One of them thrust their spear in an attempt to disarm you and the other aims for your neck. \nThe ones facing katachan would be wary of her hammer. One of them would run up with the spear held sideways, as it preparing to counter a blow from your hammer while the other one thrust at her feet with his spear. \n\"Just cus you're a woman, we won't go easy on you! Do you know who you're attacking!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As the guards approach him, Oshikuru takes a sword stance with his sword overhead pointed at the guards. As they stab at him, he turns to they right to dodge the left guard's attack and parries the right guard's attack to the left, brings his sword over his head and brings it down on the guard's head*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"I'd expect nothing else from damn bandits like yourselves! Trying to mug this poor man!\" *She'd scream out to the top of her lungs as she suddenly brought the mace flying from behind her with her legs shifting with it directly for the spear aimed for her feet full force into it while in addition hoping the rest of it's length would slam into the poor bastard's groin after breaking the spear he was wielding. She sadly would have to deal with the man trying to counter her mace afterwords, but she had faith he wouldn't realize it was an enchanted one at that and would still try to protect his ally and block it.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "While Katachan wasn't the fastest, the guards certainly weren't much faster. She would manage to barely move her foot out of the way as the guards were a bit hesitant at charging her. As she swings her hammer aiming for the poor guard's groin, the other guard would attempt to intercept not realizing Katachan's weapon was enchanted. He would slip in between the two of you and hold his spear out to block, only to have it snap in two as your hammer blasts through it. However, it was able to deflect it slightly, causing it to hit the guard's thigh instead. With a loud crack he would scream in pain and fall over screaming in agony. \"You fucking bitch!\" \nThe other guard would then rush in and pull his sword out, realizing staying at a distance would only be a disadvantage given the mace's far reach, and attempt to slash at her neck. \n\nWith Oshikuru's quickness he would be able to easily sidestep and parry the guard's thrusts. They would look at you in horror, incapable of understanding how someone can move so quickly. As you bring your sword over the guard's head there is a loud crack and the guard crumples to the ground. The other one realizing he can't touch you with his speed, drops his spear and sprints toward the forest screaming \"Help! Assassins are trying to kill the mayor! Somebody please help!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru sheaths his sword and runs after the running guard. He jumps into the air and raises his leg high, then brings it down onto the guard's shoulder in a powerful axe kick. He would then see how Katachan was faring*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would suddenly let loose of her mace and kicked off toward the man knowing she'd likely still be injured due to him getting within range of her. But regardless she aimed her head underneath the blade and went to bring it up straight into his chin with a full on headbutt with her body weight and strength to back it up.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "While Oshikuru would be able to reach the guard and deliver a powerful blow to the shoulder, the armor helped disperse some of the force, only causing the guard to be thrown off balance as he falls over to the ground. He would groan in pain, but frantically get up and continue running again, screaming \"Somebody, please! The mayor is in danger! Help us!\" \n\nAs Katachan expected, the guard would infact injure her at close range, but would be caught off guard as she lowered her head and headbutted him from the chin, causing the blade to sink into your shoulder instead. The guard would fall backwards, clearly in a daze, unable to regain his balance as of the moment." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru proceeds to strike a pressure point in his guard's neck using his open hand in a spear-like fashion. Seeing that all the guards are down, he walks to the guard who was struck in the thigh and karate chops at his neck. He redraws his blade and rushes towards the three wealthies*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan gritted her teeth and held back her scream of pain as the blade remained buried in her shoulder. She knew removing it at the time would only cause more severe bleeding, thus she suddenly picked up her mace and brought it down with thundering force onto the swordsman knees at an angle so she could hit them just right with her good arm with mace in hand.* \"Fucking... Piece of shit... Fucking bandit...\" *She'd muttered out an ignorant insult out of agony and heard one of the guards screaming for help... And something about a mayor, but she just thought the man was a loony bandit and ignored it for the time being then went to follow Oshikuru.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Oshikuru would strike the guards neck but the av entail with throw his aim off a bit as he wouldn't be able to clearly see the neck. With a crack the guards head would tilt sideways with blood spilling from his mouth as he falls the ground, twitching for a moments before going limp. As for the guard laying on the ground, as you walk over you would see that he was already dead. The broken thigh must have accidentally punctured an artery, causing enough internal bleeding to kill the poor man. \n\nThe guard being dazed on the ground would only be able to howl in pain as you crack his kneecap.\n\nAs you two look for the wealthiest you see they are a distances away and you see the wealthiest getting on a boat. The guard is assisting them to speed up the process, but upon see you two running toward them, he would pull out his spear and grab a nearby fishing net and run toward you both, leaving the wealthy 3 men to get the boat ready on their own." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Katachan, run to the right, I'll go left\" *Oshikuru dashes to the left at full speed, hoping that the guard can't fight both*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"No need for that... His a fool for coming at me straight on.\" *Katachan would suddenly rear back the mace with her good arm and launched it directly at the guard in a throw once he was close enough to her that he'd have a hard time dodging. She was hoping once and if it did hit him the 'heavy' enchantment on the mace would activate and trigger the weight against the impact and do some heavy damage.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Once the guard get in a close enough distance he would actually throw the fishing net he brought with him at the two of you. Oshikuru of course was too quick for it and was able to avoid it by dashing to the left. Katachan however would be in the direct path of the net. However throwing the mace would push against the net and prevent it from reaching her and continues its momentum toward the guard. However, the net would've dispersed enough of the hammer's force to make it travel slow enough for the guard to dive to the right. He quickly gets up breathing heavily\n\"What the hell! Are you trying to kill me!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru tries to punch the guard in the face, and continues to run to the wealthy people if successful*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would suddenly run up onto the guard while Oshikuru threw the punch and tearfully torn the sword from her shoulder while bringing it down in a slash toward the man's neck. The wound would now be bleeding more severely and inflicted a bit more pain altogether, but nonetheless she seen it as a necessary thing to do at the time.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The guard would focus primarily on Oshikuru thinking Katachan was disarmed, and raise his forearm to cover his face from Oshikuru's blow, successfully blocking it. However he would be greeted with a solid smack to the neck from Katachan's swing that would send him rolling over a couple of feet. It would seem the aventail around his neck managed to save his life. He get's up and runs over to where Katachan threw her mace and picks it up. \n\"If you don't leave now, I'll chuck this thing into the ocean!\" \nAt this point the wealthy individuals have all gotten on the boat and looks like they are about ready to set sail as they start to untie the boat from a nearby stone." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru hooks the guard's leg using his own, in an attempt to trip him. Oshikuru then runs back towards the boat*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"....That is the most foolish threat I have ever heard in my entire life! We're not even that far off the beach!\" *Katachan was already enraged from her injury, now that idiot wished to threaten to throw away her most prized belonging? Like hell he was going to leave this un-scarred now. She'd suddenly dash in as Oshikuru went to trip him and used both her arms while in an intense pain to dead-lift the man by the crotch with her hands crushing with all due intent to destroy his manhood and at the same time tossing him away from the water if possible while a trail of blood followed her movements painting the sand red from her shoulder wound.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Oshikuru approaches him he swings the mace into the coastal waters. It can still be seen from where you are, but would take some time to run over and grab it again. The man would then be tripped up by Oshikuru, causing him to fall over into Katachan's deadlift. He screams in agony as his groin area pours blood all over your arms as you toss him toward the woods. He would lay there clutching what remained of his manhood crying.*\n\n*As Oshikuru started to run toward the boat he would see that at this point the boat had started to set off to see, now 10 ft away from land. The wealthy individuals would be looking behind at you with looks of terror, huddling together with their fishing gear pointed at you in a childish attempt to scare you away from coming near.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru runs at full speed, he couldn't let his money get away. Sprinting at 27 mph, he jumps when he reaches the water's edge, hoping to make it on to the boat*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would be fucking trucking it for her mace visibly crying... In pain and in utter agony that her prized weapon was just ragged dolled into the ocean. She'd dive into the water like a madwoman hopefully grabbing it if possible and then returning back to the beach to watch Oshikuru go after the boat... And applying a piece of garment to her shoulder wound as a makeshift bandage.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The boat would be out 20 ft into the water when Oshikuru would make his leap. With his impressive speed however, he would be able to land on the boat. The downside? The sudden impact of his body on the edge of the boat would cause it to tip over, dumping everyone overboard into the somewhat deeper ocean water. The wealthy individuals would be gasping for air as they struggled to maintain themselves at the surface, trying to make it back to shore screaming \"Help! Somebody, help us! There is a mad man trying to kill us! Help!\"\n \nKatachan would be able to get her mace back, it was only coastal waters after all so not that deep. She would be able to make a makeshift bandage as well, just in time to see Oshikuru knock the boat over and see the men struggling to make it back to shore." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru isn't great at swimming, but he isn't terrible. Knocking over the boat wasn't exactly the plan. He roars out, hoping that the rich men will try to swim to shore, as he swims to the nearest one*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"...Hey, I think those bandits might have had enough... How about we call it a day and simply bring them in?\" *She'd speak over to Shikuru as she walked over to where he was about to be on the shore, she was sure the man were bandits... Or at least that's what she wanted to keep telling herself.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Unfortunately with Oshikuru's armor and gear, the weight would tremendously slow him down in the waters, forcing him to put more effort to stay afloat, allowing the armorless wealthy individuals slowly get away from you as they make it to 10 ft away from the coastal waters while you remain at 15ft away. \n\nThe wealthy individuals however would see Katachan and approaching and would start weeping and bombard Katachan with questions and please. \n\"Why are you doing this? What did we do?!\"\n\"Who sent you?!\"\n\"Do you realize you are attacking a political figure!\" \n\"Please, have mercy! I have a family!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru continues to swim, this time much more rapidly to catch up* \"Don't worry, you'll live!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would be dumbfounded for a mere moment... She could excuse the guards as bandits quite easily, but the three wealthy looking men would be hard to detail as bandits... Unless they had taken the clothes off some actual nobles.* \"...Political figure?\" *She'd simply mutter for a moment and then spoke out rather softly like a bumbling idiot.* \"I believe we may be in a misunderstanding because those men were trying to mug that man and attacked us when we acted in self defense.\"\n\n*She'd then turn to see the man still floating and almost to the shore while thinking for a moment.* \"Unless your actually bandits, but that's quite doubtful since you were fishing when I first got here...\" *She then looked to the poles that the men had left behind.* \"Huh... Well... If any case I'm sure that man has a good reason to be after you and even if I'm wrong then I can't quite let you leave after what we just did. It would be bad for all of us involved if you were to decide to tell the guards a completely different story and make me out to be a criminal in this situation.\"\n\n*Katachan simply held her mace in her good arm while thinking on what to do. She could attack the man that started all this, but he seemed to fast in the terms of reactions to hit head on and she would have to protect three individuals at once or she considered she could just fold and see why the man was really after them to begin with...*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Oshikuru gets closer as the men continue to try to get farther away from him, but keeping their distance from Katachan. They would reach the coastline at this point while Oshikuru would be 10 ft away from it. The wealthy individuals would look to Katachan and fall on their knees pleading\n\n\"No, no, we aren't bandits, those men are our body guards! We are important people and they were keeping the beach clear of individuals to keep us safe!\"\nAnother one would pipe in \"And may I ask what part of self-defense includes jumping into a boat and knocking them over? How were we threatening you two in anyway?!\" \n\"W-w-we don't want any trouble! We won't tell the guards or anyone! Look, I have a wife and two kids to return to. I just want to return to them, so please let us go!\"\n\"Y-y-yeah, me too! We won't tell anyone, we promise!\"\n\"Me three!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru continues to swim* \"Shut Up!\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*After hearing the man yell 'shut up' a distained look formed on Katachan's face and she started to consider her fucked up situation that she was now in. But to her credit, she only fought the guards because she thought that they were bandits and didn't really do much when Oshikuru went after the boat.* \"I didn't really consider you all in the boat too greatly to be a threat... So that blame can be put on that guy... But in consideration maybe we should move before he gets to shore... Since he seems to be... Really after you all... I suppose.\"\n\n*Katachan' face displayed a even more disgusted look that was fascinated on herself for a moment since really thought she was doing a good deed... And she ripped a man's 'blade off' with her bare hands for nothing now...* \"But before we do! Why are you even after these three!\" *She shouted out knowing he still had a little more to go before he reached the shore.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Wait up!\" *He reaches the shore* \"They are thieves but not in the way you think. They use money and political power to steal, instead of blades and shadow. I am here to claim what is mine\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan tilted her head for a moment at their words.* \"Do you have any evidence to suggest this? I'm not so keen to believe anything without proof.\" *She would still keep her eyes on the three and kept her mace at angle so she could swing behind her if something did warrant action against them.* \"And what do you mean by, 'claim what is mine', have they done you wrong personally?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Hold up for a bit\" *He shakes some water loose.* \"Indirectly. They stole money from the company that I work for. Several workers were laid off because of it\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The three wealthy individuals would cower behind Katachan and yell back at Oshikuru\n\"That's slander! I did no such thing! What's the name of the company? I doubt it even exists!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"You know that you lie as easily as you breath! As for the company, well,\" *Oshikuru quickly grabs a fistful of sand and throws it in the general area, then runs around Katachan to punch a noble*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Unfortunately for Katachan, as she had suspected, Oshikuru's quick reflexes at throwing the sand and running would prove too fast for her as he went around and punched the noble square in the face. He would fall over foaming from the mouth. The other 2 would scream in terror and start to run toward the forest screaming for help." }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would be both disappointed and enraged that the man failed to reason with her even in the slightest. Even more so, she now had sand where it should had never been including a bit in her eye. Thus, suddenly she brought her mace from behind full force in a wide downward angle from her right arm where she had originally intended to strike the three wealthy men if they had caused her trouble to begin with, but with Oshikuru going past her she suspected him to be there in their place.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Seeing Katachan's arm start to move, Oshikuru quickly bends down as low as possible, then springs up and kicks her in the head to knock her off balance. He then chases the two, punching one in the back and grabbing the ankle of another and flipping him over, then punches him in the center of his chest*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Oshikuru runs over and punches one of them in the back, that wealthy individual would fall over groaning in pain. The other whose ankle is grabbed is easily flipped over and is knocked unconscious as you knock the wind out of him by punching his chest. The last remaining wealthy individual with the injured back attempts to crawl away, looking back at Oshikuru in terror*\n\"Please, spare me! This was all his fault, not mine! He was the one the suggested the idea! He said no one would find out! I didn't even receive a single gold coin out of it! I promise you, I won't ever get involved with something like this again, just let me return to my family!\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would be knocked off balance by the sudden maneuver... Then realizing the man was clearly too fast for her she'd just simply leave the area while she still could. She rather not fight a battle she couldn't win and it seemed like the man was dead set determined anyways to see whatever he was after through.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru presses his finger's to a pressure point on the man's neck. After he's unconscious, he looks back to see how Katachan was doing*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The poor man is unable to do anything as you hit his pressure point and he falls over unconscious. Looking behind you though, you would see Katachan attempting to flee from you*\n\n*As Katachan attempts to flee, she would come across a turtle walking toward her. But it looked a bit odd.? Right as she thinks that, before her very eyes the turtle would transform into a tall robed figure. He would raise his hand as if indicating for her to stop running.* \n\n\"There there, I mean you no harm, Miss Husen. I know I may seem less than trustworthy with my sudden appearance, but I am the one who had been wronged by those individuals over there. From what I observed, it seems my employee has given you a bad impression of the company. I would like to sincerely apologize for his behavior. I would also like to present you a small gift for your continued silence on this matter...\" \n\n*The robed figure would briefly give off a grim aura before handing a pouch to Katachan. Looking inside she would find 18 gold pieces.*\n\n\"I hope that will be more than enough.\"\n\n*The robed figure would then walk past you and head toward Oshikuru*\n\n\"Seems like there were some complications, but good work overall. Here is your payment.\"\n\n*He would hand you a pouch also containing 18 gold. The figure would then start to walk over the wealthy individuals putting silver rings around their fingers.* \n\n\"I hope you don't mind the reduced payment. Considered it only fair given that other individual did help you, at least in the beginning\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Katachan would just give the man an odd look of defeat in her eyes. Her retreat had been rather slow since she was just walking away from the scene with her shoulders slightly hung. She didn't speak a word as she took the payment and only frowned as she continued to walk away from the area. It appeared her spirit was already lost in the matter and that his aura didn't display much to the oriate as she went about her business.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"I don't mind. I hope we can work soon again.\" *He takes the pouch with 18 gold coins*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The robed figure would simply nod and continue cleaning up the area, leaving Oshikuru to his own devices. \n——————————————————————————\n***Quest completed: 1.2 pp rewarded***" } ]

[ { "author": "flute4396", "message": "It hadn't been long since she had came to Salvania and there was still much to sell. Naasira relished in traveling from city to city. Everything was new to her. It would have been smart to stay in one location, although she didn't particularly care to be reasonable not when there was so much to see. Regardless, there was one variable that she had to take into consideration. Money. 

\n\nIn order to travel she needed money to get from place to place. Carrying such precious cargo required safe passage and guard. So she sat at one of the many port side markets. There were many eye drawing and exotic stalls, but certainly her's stood out. Naasira was dressing in blindly bright yellow colors and draped in jewelry. She was a colorful figure by her own right, but her display housed many vibrant pieces of metal so delicately crafted they drew the eyes of most. The woman sat there polishing jewels, but her eyes rarely strayed from the crowd. She watched them like a hawk." }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*It wasn't a rather lengthy trip from the house, to the merchants area. No, for the journey merely took to a few minutes walk. Albeit, Dušana got there rather quickly. For, although she agreed to Marmee's request—she didn't necessarily feel all too comfortable on being out for long periods of time. Thus, she brought her steps into a quickened pace. And by the time she came into the area, she allowed her gaze to go over the scene before her. Looking out for the merchant stall she needed.*\n\n*However, that was rather challenging. For the whole place was ever so hectic. Finding the stall would take more time than she'd like. \nNevertheless, she pursed her lips and steeled her spine. Following this, she began to further herself into the busy place.*\n\n\"Yes, may I please get-\"\n\"For that price!? You gotta be joking.\"\n\"Sir, please calm down.\"\n\n*Plentiful of voices governed the area. This, making it slightly more challenging for Dušana to focus. However, after a few minutes, she would have found her merchants stall. And, beginning to guide herself over towards it... She halted mid-step. For just besides the stall, situated a stall that arrested Dušana's eyes. \nNot just the stall, but the woman whom had accompanied it. \nNow, Dušana was never truly one for staring. Albeit, this stall and it's owner was new. And she couldn't help herself from gazing at the vivid and exceedingly beautiful hue's that made the stall and it's owner seem as if one.*" }, { "author": "flute4396", "message": "Certainly she was practicing general vigilance with the possibility of thieves, but the people of Salvania were an attraction for her. It was all odd. From the way they dressed to the way they had presented themselves. She watched with some apprehension and confusion, but little of it showed on her bland expression. That was until her eyes met another's. Her visual sentiment flipped a switch and a smile creased her face. Welcoming and yet imposing all the same. 

\n\n\"I see you like. Come closer, girl.\" Naasira stood and gestured for the other. Her accent was very pronounced, but her voice loud. It could be heard through the sea of people. \n\nAll good! ))" }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*Dušana, having perceived the woman's call, pursed her lips. She was reluctant. This was evident upon her countenance. Surely, she should of just kept focus on her main goal. Retrieve the boots, and come back home. Simple.\nIt all should of been simple.\nNow, it was anything but that.*\n\n*Nevertheless, Dušana began her way to near the merchant. Whilst, she is wary, she doesn't want to come off as ill-mannered.\nHaving halted a few feet away from the stall, Dušana granted the woman a benevolent enough smile.* \"Apologies of mine. Your stall is... Rather lovely. I couldn't help myself in staring.\" \n*She spoke within a gentle voice.*" }, { "author": "flute4396", "message": "Naasira circled around to the entrance of the small stall. \"I thank you. It is family craft.\" Clearly the girl was keeping her distance, that was fine. Naasira could meet her. \n\n

It had appeared she caught the right eye. The woman didn't look like she worked a day in her life, such clear perfect skin- like silk! Although poor thing was rather pale, but it seemed overseas such a thing was a sign of status? The people of Dezabia relished in sunlight. Even standing out here in the sun didn't cause Naasira the slightest drop of sweat. \"What do you like?\" The woman asked enthusiastically. She glanced back at the array of embroidered silks, adornments, and decorative pieces." }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*Dušana regarded the woman attentively as she spoke. It was true, she carried herself seemingly kind. However, many merchants had to. This was a business after all. One must sell the show wisely if they are to receive handsomely.\nNot that Dušana minded, really.\nFor this was life. Each has to make a living in order to actually* **Live.**\n\n*Nevertheless, Dušana kept to being mindful. And, after the woman questioned her on her interests, she guided her sight over towards where the woman had brought her own gaze.\nSurely, the pieces were profoundly gorgeous! Each displayed, presented with such beauty. Dušana was in no doubt that there would be plenty of buyers ready to empty out their pockets to purchase even just the little bit this stall granted.*\n\n*Although, she had to deny. She must be getting back home. And by keeping to this stall, she delayed that moreover. Thus, she began to gently shake her head. Offering the woman yet another kind smile.* \n\"Oh that is quite alright. I was only just looking. Thank you very much though for your help.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "\"..For that price? Surely, this is a mistake.\" *Dušana questioned the merchant whom was selling the boots she had been curious in. However, the price had been too expensive for her liking.*\n\n\"You either take what you've been offered, or you leave it. I've got other buyers to attend to. So, make the decision and make it swift.\" \n\n*By this, Dušana brought her brows into a deep furrow. Marmee will sadly have to wait until the following income arrives.\nThus, with the decision have made, Dušana offered the man a single nod. Beginning to withdraw herself then from the stall.*\n\n\"Thank you for your time.\"\n\n*That being said, she turned about her figure and began to walk.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Shen is surveying the market stalls, with his large frame and muscular appearance betraying his quiet and nervous demeanour.\n\nCrowds are the worst. Shen's always hated crowds, with their pushing and shoving, and their **Potential pickpockets-**\n\nAs this strange thought hits the young Beastkin he slowly raises his money pouch closer to his chest. Nobody's taking the money from him, he **EARNED** It!\n\nShen looks at the market stall Dusana happens to pass and immediately pulls a face. If he's buying boots and shin guards, he wants them to be semi decent. He adjusts his visored helm, raising the visor above his eyes and allowing his face to be visible as he approaches Dusana. The boy has no idea where anything here is at, and he wants to bug someone and see if they have any idea what's going on.*" }, { "author": "Shen Shimari", "message": "\"Hi... Do you know where anything here is at? Because I don't...\"" }, { "author": "goblinslime", "message": "There were only a few people in the small common room of the inn this morning. A far cry better than last night when she couldn't take three steps without rubbing shoulders with someone. Even though she was annoyed looking back on it, she was happier having finally had the opportunity to sleep in a bed. Wearing her plate armour and carrying her glaive with her she left the quiet inn and headed towards the main market of the city. \n\nUnlike the inn the market was a confusing mess of people arguing and darting about. Reflexively she gripped the shaft of her weapon tighter. *I just need to buy some rations... Where do I even start?*\n\nAvoiding the crowd as best she could she spotted a beastkin and an elven woman talking alittle ways away from some of the stalls. Seeming like the most exotic people here and most likely travelers she walked over towards them.\n\n\"Hi, sorry to intrude but do either of you know where I might buy rations for the road?\"" }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*As Dušana furthered herself into the crowd, her brows further pressed into a furrow. For the crowd hadn't made her path easy. Thus, in regards to this, she released a vexing sigh.*\n\n*Albeit, once the boy and woman approached Dušana, she arrested her footing rather sharply. Her eyes widening at how sudden they both had been to approach. Nevertheless, she uplifted a hand to cup her right ear. Squinting her eyes in the process.*\n\n\"Pardon me? Forgive me but I cannot hear you over this crowd.\"" }, { "author": "goblinslime", "message": "The market was fairly noisy but the sight of an elf straining to hear had Torhl giggling. She quickly brought a hand up to try to stifle the inappropriate behavior. Maybe she was one of the elves that lived in the forest. *Well, if she's been here before she still might know something.*\n\nThe elf looked like she was the same height as her; decently tall for a woman. Leaning in towards the elven woman she said a bit louder, \"Sorry! I was asking if you knew where to buy rations. Traveling rations. For the road.\" She looked over at the beastkin man, who looked a bit confused as well. *Were they all strangers here?*" }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*Once the woman would have stated her question a bit more loudly this time around; Dušana then offered her a small, benevolent smile.*\n\"Ah! I see.\"\n\n*Dušana pivoted herself to take a glance about the area. Discerning her surroundings still had been as much of a challenge with the crowd still going. Nevertheless, she focused. Roaming her eyes for the stalls she had grown accustomed to.\nHaving found a stall, she set her gaze back onto the woman. Waving her hand as to initiate her to come closer.*\n\n\"You see that stall there? Well, it offers some well fresh fruits, meats, eggs, and things around the such. Bit pricey I won't lie. Although, it surely is worth it.\nNow, if you are Interested in some fine clothing items, then I'd recommend-\"\n\n*Dušana tore her gaze away from the woman. Beginning to already search for another stall.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Shen awkwardly rubs his left arm as he listens to the two women speak. Oh jeez. He must've been acting so rude right now, what should he say!? He flicks his pouch for a bit wondering how to break his self-imposed awkward silence. It might be good to ask some questions about what they do...? No, let's just try not to humiliate ourselves for now.*" }, { "author": "Shen Shimari", "message": "\"Sorry, I'm just-uhh, new here. I don't know where anything is. I- wait, hold on!\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Shen follows the elf. Clothing? Maybe boots would be counted as such. He kind of wanted some heavier boots. These ones were getting kind of worn. Then again, constantly kicking the shit out of people when he fights might have something to do with that.*" }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*As she looked about, searching for the needed stall, Dušana heard the boy speak up. To this, she shifted her sight to have it meet with the boy. Raising her brows then in follow.*\n\n\"Oh! Surely that isn't a problem. I will try my best to aid you both as best as I possibly can. And yes?\"\n*She questioned him as he stated to 'hold on.'*" }, { "author": "Shen Shimari", "message": "\"You said something about clothing, where could I find that?\"" }, { "author": "goblinslime", "message": "Torhl looks over to the stall the elf is gesturing towards. She didn't mind pricey as long as it was worth the extra coin. The hard part of her journey was over so splurging on some high quality food didn't appear to be too outrageous to her. \n\nShe smiled and nodded at the elven woman and the seemingly anxious beastkin, as they talked about finding a clothing stall. *So friendly. She really oughta do this for money.* Reaching into her coin pouch she pulled out 10 silver and attempted to give it to the elven woman. \n\n\"Thanks for the help.\"" }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "\"Ah! Yes, about that-\"\n\n*Dušana's sentence was cut short as she watched the woman retrieve a coin. Having then seen her attempt to give it, Dušana's head shook quickly. Denying her before she could even proceed.*\n\n\"Oh, no no. That is quite alright! Thank you ever so greatly though for the thought. Surely-\"\n\n*It was then again that Dušana was abbreviated. For there was a man, a merchant more specifically, that could be found shouting after a cloaked figure.*\n\n\"Aye! He stole me food! Someone stop him!\"" }, { "author": "goblinslime", "message": "When it looked like the elven woman was about to turn down her coin, Torhl began shaking her head thinking to argue with her and to convince her to take it. The conversation came to a halt as a thief ran through the market, weaving through the throng of people as an angry merchant shouted after him. \n\nTorhl immediately dropped the ten silver to the ground and took chase. \nOr tried to. \nThe amount of people in the market made it hard to keep pace without shoving anyone out of the way. Plus she didn't want to knock out an innocent person by accidentally hitting them with her glaive. \n\n\"Stop! Thief!\" \n\nIt was a bad idea to run through the crowd. She should have tried to climb along the rooftops or cut through an alley to cut them off." }, { "author": "andromeda09136", "message": "*Having seen the woman make a dart towards the thief, Dušana's jaw came to drop. Guiding her sight over towards the very clearly angry merchant, Dušana pursed her lips. For she knew just how industrious these people were when it came to their sells. This act was not an easy task.*\n\n*Having that in mind, she rounded her head again to look to the running thief. And, now, the running woman whom she'd met not too long ago chasing just after.\nThere were many people. Surely, the thief would manage an easy way of escape through them.\nThey had to be prompt, but at the same time, mindful. For they needed to stop this thief.*\n\n\"Hey! Why don't we corner him? You go in one direction, whereas I will go the other. It'll be three against one. Surely, he can't escape if we all come at him from different directions.\"\n\n*Dušana questioned the beastkin in a rushed manner.*" } ]

[ { "author": "fangdracul", "message": "Dracul was walking on the coast thinking about random things that never mattered. He was wearing his usual brown robe but now he didn't put on the hood making his long red hair blow I'm the wind. \nHe looked straight and saw a man wearing strange clothing trying to bow fish. \nHe walked up to the man and tried to observe first before engaging in a conversation." }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Seemed rather harmless, other than the... Assortment of weapons on his body. Seems like he caught something! He quickly pointed his flat bow at... The water and loosed an arrow. Upon closer inspection of his technique, he looks like he is placing the arrow on his right side, instead of the left. He also seemed to be using both hands (aka twisting his left hand to add just a bit more energy to the arrow). \n\nHe slowly waded into the water, grabbing the shaft, raising a fish triumphantly. He seemed quite happy that he actually caught something. \n\nThe fish was still flapping around as Ale kinda just... Yeeted it into his kilt pocket*" }, { "author": "fangdracul", "message": "Dracul looked at the man acting like he had caught the greatest power source of the world upon catching a normal fish.\nThe clothing of the man also amused him. A lot. \n\"Hello there\" He said smiling" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Jump! The man was shocked by the sudden approach of the new person. Who was this? Was he in trouble? Well, he just held a second arrow in his bow hand just incase something needed to be shot. \n\nThe fish was still flapping around in his makeshift kilt pocket. Oh well, it'll... Die soon. He can't really do much as he wasn't taught how to... Effectively kill a fish.\n\nHe gave the man a nervous wave with... The hand that isn't holding the bow*\n\n\"Hello hello.\"\n\n*But this was just YET ANOTHER DREAM. God he shouldn't have eaten all those mushrooms and raw fish. It's as if he was recalling a slightly modified event that occured earlier...*" } ]

[ { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Being midnight, the man -who was not high nor drunk- was sitting in front of a fire, roasting an assortment of fishies and small game. Some included rabbits and eels! \n\nAnyways, being alone, he of course had his trusty sword and bow by his side if... Any to be bandits wanted to tussle. Interesting man indeed.\n\nHe had light blond hair, a very well built body, and... Well, of course, blue eyes. Rather handsome looking man if I have to say so myself!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would walk onto the beach, dressed in a black shirt and pants, her black hair loose, slightly flowing in the breeze. Armor and cloak wasn't necessary, as it was night. The ocean was beautiful, the full moon's reflection breaking up on the waves, creating sparkles of bright moonlight.*\n\n*She would walk near the water, coming close but never touching it, when she noticed someone else on the coastline. Eating good looking food on a fire, armed but seemed lively for the most part. She remembered when she would do that with her parents, hunting and cooking on an open fire. Her heart ached at the memory. She could still remember the faces of the Kitsune slaves, their faces in betrayal, seeming to ask \"Why? Why would you do this?\" As she surrendered them to the mysterious employer.*\n\n*She needed someone to talk too. Being alone, as she had ever since her parent's death. Even a simple conversation. She would start to approach the man, wondering what he was like*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He wouldn't exactly notice the woman at a honestly. When it came to seeing at night, he wasn't the best. Y'know what he is the best at? Roasting eel and rabbit! Yummy yummy eel and rabbit here. \n\nUpon closer inspection, the man seemed to be wearing something that looks like... Well, a skirt, but not really. Most skirts don't look like they are made for war! He also looked very bored, poking and prodding at the fire, playing with the embers that decided to fly out.\n\nA few moments passed with him doing this, taking off the cooked food, placing on new ones and... Repeating the process. He planned to dry these when he could... Or maybe just salt. He could always salt these.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The tide flowed in. Kaisa jumped back from the water, making quite a bit of noise. She wasn't like this when she was younger. Much younger. The noise was probably enough to disturb the man. Welp. She wasn't good at striking up conversation, so hopefully he would do it for her. She needed someone to talk to*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He of course heard the splashy splash, lifting... A very hot, but raw fish from the fire with... Intent of slapping anything that tried to attack him. He yelled out, standing up, with a rather nervous voice. He didn't like being confronted at night... He should have just stayed in an Inn!*\n\n\"Hello!? Who's there? I have fish and I'm not afraid to whack you senseless!\"\n\n*He didn't have his super powerful hearing toggled, facing the wrong way... By at least over 90 degrees!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-it's okay, I'm not a threat\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Uhh... What? Kaisa was confused. Why would he wack her with a fish when he had a sword? Unless he wasn't expecting anyone. Seems likely, roasting food alone on a beach that's not currently inhabited.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"And... I don't think a fish would do much\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"You and I don't know what I'm capable to do. But fine. You win this encounter stranger. Fish won't beat anyone.\"\n\n*He sat down in defeat, putting the fish back on the fire to continue cooking. The fish's soul must be extremely disappointed in him honestly. He stared into the fire as he... Poked it with an extra stick*\n\n\"You can approach. I don't think anyone dangerous would answer me...\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would approach him slowly. He wore some strange type of clothing, with what seemed to be a thick skirt. She though skirts were for women? Not that she ever would.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I just want to talk. Just someone to talk to...\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Huh...\"\n\n*He said, prodding another log, which was still a bit covered in... Well, bark. Looked pretty cosy. Kinda cool, in the shade, away from the scary and pesky sun!*\n\n\"I'll listen to your tales, friend. I too am lonely. Take fish too! Have too many\"\n\n*He said, pointing his stick at the fish and rabbit... Though he only finished a few eels and rabbits*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I would eat it if I could... If I didn't pay any consequences afterward\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would look down and sit on the log. She looked at the crispy fish, longing to eat it. Alas, if she did, she would face the consequences in the morning, not something she wanted. He was lonely too. Perhaps he could be a companion*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Consequences...? You have a bad reaction to eel and rabbit? I think I have some hard tack here... Or bread... I don't know what I have with me anymore.\"\n\n*He said, flipping the fish and... Other things he is roasting. Yummy looking fish being grilled over an open fire. The perfect way to cook fish! \n\nThe rabbit also looks really tasty too! Juicy meat... Cooked perfectly... Yum yum*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa would shake her head* \"Not only that. To any food, even to most basic. No meat, fruits, bread. No food in general\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would stare at the cooked rabbit. She had done something similar when she was young. She could still remember where, in the lush forests, the rabbits roasting over an open fire*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see... Quite a predicament you are in, friend.\"\n\n*He said, repeating the process of removing cooked fish and placing the raw ones on. He seemed rather tired... He's probably been through a lot. He fished for over 4 hours... He got high on mushrooms... And is now cooking food for the morning... Well the next day*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"It's alright. I've been like this for about 10 years. Anyway, what's your name? We're talking and don't know even the most basic of stuff\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The man seemed interesting. Probably didn't realize she was a vampire, more preoccupied on his cooking. She would be fine with that. People didn't need to know*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see... 10 years of not being able to eat anything is rather... Horrible. I can't survive a week without food!\"\n\n*He knew something was up. He didn't know what, be he know something was happening. He felt bad for this lady, but he didn't know if he could help at all. He just decided that he'd talk to her! \n\nMaybe that'd help the woman with whatever she has on her mind.*\n\n\"I'm Áledhíghearid, better known as Aleksander. I'm an artefact hunter and scholar. You are?\"\n\n*He asked, munching on some... Cooked rabbit leg. Yum yum rabbit! He was pretty hungry... And it seemed as if he was going to be awake for a while... At least until the woman left or konked out*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Kaisa. Kaisa Vayne. I'm a monster and vampire hunter.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Ok. He probably suspected something was up. After all, she just said she didn't eat for 10 years. Well, hopefully he could give her a little comfort, a shoulder to lean on*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see. Very difficult jobs I suppose. Monsters and Vampires aren't the easiest to hunt. Not at all. I wouldn't know of course, I've never met a vampire or monster. Usually sat down in front of some ancient statue with pen in hand and parchment in the other\"\n\n*He said, leaning back on absolutely nothing while chewing on his rabbit leg. Just who was this person? And why are they... So strange? All questions possible could be going through his mind. Some of which were more food oriented than other*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"It is, quite often. I've been injured many times while doing so. It's worth it though, to save people.\"\n\n\"What kind of statues? Any special artifacts that you've seen?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*This man seemed nice. Offered her food, saying monster hunting was difficult. He probably hasn't seen much darkness of the world. How good was he in combat? He needed to be able to defend himself, artifact hunting was risky as well*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Well, I specialise in ancient cultures so I've seen some wacky stuff. Researching my own cultural background, it seemed as if my people had a strange thing for painting themselves blue and wearing raw bear fur. Easy to say, we were barbarians. \n\nI also found some extremely special goodies in our Court era. Turns out, the court musicians would use drums and small bagpipes to entertain the people. Of course it had to be soft and pretty sounding... Totally different from war pipes. I intend on commissioning someone one day to make me a set of war pipes!\"\n\n*He seemed extremely proud of his accomplishments, having a lot to say. The small bagpipes were no where to be seen- actually nope they were just behind him, in a leather case.\n\nHe also produced a book with drawings, pointing at the sarcophagus and other drawings he got at the Tomb*\n\n\"I also got these a few days ago!\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I could see how that would benefit. Painting yourself would strike fear in the enemy, and bearskin is tough, warm and frightening\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*He was cute in the way he talked. He seemed like a little kid saying they would be a great hero one day. His cultural background was probably very different from most people. As he took out the drawings, she could tell they were good, and she was impressed*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"How do you draw like that? That's incredible!\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I was taught as a wee child by my uncle. He was the one who practically raised me for most of my life. He was the descendant from a court artist! I wasn't the most artsy person but I was pretty good at copying things accurately. Soooo... I just started copying what things look like\"\n\n*He said, proudly, slapping the book into his little pouch. He cleared his throat, finishing his rabbit leg, taking another rabbit leg to munch on*\n\n\"How about you? I'd reckon you have some great tales about your business. Tell me your stories friend\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I've fought things. Things that most people wouldn't even think of fighting. Undead, wolves larger than men, bloodthirsty vampires twice as strong and tough as a man. I've faced a lot, too many to count. I've suffered many injuries though. I almost lost my entire arm to a wight once.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa wasn't necessary proud of her achievements. As long as it helped and protected others, even if it risked her life. She didn't tell him he origin of her problem; she would tell him only if he asked*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see. Hope you got stronger since that time. May Gaia bless you for protecting people who can't protect themselves and... Well, risking your life for good!\"\n\n*He didn't want to ask her about her problem. He didn't want to prod too deep into her life. He only just met her and she looked pretty sad about not being able to eat the fish* \n\n\"Vampires twice as tough as man... I'm not sure if I could even harm such a thing!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"I have. Every battle means more experience. Thank you. Harming vampires and undead is simple though. They won't ever fight in the day when they are weaker. Silver and wood both hurt them, and so does fire and holy magic.\"\n*He seemed nice. Hopefully she sees him after this conversation. Maybe even spend some time together! Her only friend was Arthur, and she had no idea where he was.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see. I'll take note of that if I meet any hostile vampires. They aren't all bad right? Maybe I could have a vampire friend! Or maybe... A fellow Vampire Archeologist! That'd be great... But I can only wish! I can't even settle down anywhere. It's quite difficult to live on my feet without a warm place to rest\"\n\n\n*She was pretty cool. Maybe he could be friends? He honestly doesn't know what's up with the lady, but he really doesn't care. As long as she doesn't bite or... Try to eat him, he'll be happy to talk to her. \n\nMuch better than his last encounter with a person. He nearly died by the hands of a very big Oriate. Scary. He isn't good with alcohol...*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Not all of them are bad..\" *Kaisa would smile. As a vampire herself, the indirect compliment had a far larger effect than Aleksander realized. Maybe he could have a vampire friend..*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I doubt it! Vampires are like any people right? They can have jooobs and they can have friends. Sad to see them abuse their power for bad. So much good in the world could happen... Like we could explore the oceans... Or understand our past more. Buuut we are so addicted to fighting each other\"\n\n*Alek was quite... Ignorant to what Kaisa was. He couldn't exactly see her smile as he was too busy poking the fire to actually look up to the person he was talking to.\n\nHe seemed like a nice guy. Way too nice to be someone who has to deal with the mess people are today* \n\n\"I wonder if there are vampires I have met... I've only been seeing animals and statues... And those two strange people in the tomb!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa's smile would get bigger. She liked him. He seemed like a good person to be around* \"Some people consider it a curse, others a blessing. As the strong, it's our job to do good, defend the weak. As for meeting vampires...\" *She would point to herself* \"You've met one already.\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Mmmmmm. I see. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'd see it as a blessing if I was able to protect others AND live for a long enough time to learn of the ancients! Ooh or even become ancient myself!\"\n\n*He said, clapping his hands together as he looked up at her. Very interesting! So maybe this was why she couldn't eat the food. \n\nHe decided to ask that question... They were getting rather friendly so he felt like he could prod a bit more*\n\n\"Would that be why you couldn't eat?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Well... Some people don't like vampires. Let's put it that way. And well, to some people, vampirism is a blessing. Not to me.\" *She would stare at the roasted rabbit* \"Vampirism is the reason I can't eat\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see I see. So I guess Vampirism prevents you from eating? Hope you find something to replace food. Maybe blood? I read vampires like blood a lot.\"\n\n*He is quite naïve at times... But he isn't disrespectful. Or at least he tries not to be disrespectful. He was raised to be respectful to everyone!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Yeah. That's one thing it prevents me from doing. Blood is our only food source. Blood from sapient races such as macen or elves are best. Fake blood or animal blood requires 3 times as much\" *She would sigh* \"I've restrained myself from feeding on others. I sometimes do it from the monsters I hunt, or drink fake blood\"\n\n\"Vampires have many weakness though. No contact with sunlight, running water, silver, wood, and fire magic burns much more.\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Hmmmm I see. So you really can't be in the sun I suppose? That's... Rather sad. Sun is great! Very warm and very nice. But I suppose you've found a way to make peace with it?\"\n\n*He asked, leaning closer. He had a rather... Soft expression on his face as he looked Kaisa up and down.*\n\n\"Have you ever tried to well... Cure yourself of this?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa's face would be down, covered by her hair. Very quiet sobs can be heard.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-I haven't. The reason I'm still here is because I still have purpose. I miss everything about being human. The sun, rivers, climbing trees, food... I would give anything to be normal again!\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He sighed standing up, taking a few steps towards her. He placed his hand on her head... Or shoulder... The one he can see the best honestly.*\n\n\"Everyone has a purpose. If your purpose is to be a good Vampire, so be it. But does that mean you can't fulfill your purpose as a human? I'm not saying that being a vampire is a bad thing... But it seems as if it's hurting you more than it is helping\"\n\n*He said, giving her the head rub or shoulder rub. One of those would come. I don't know which one. It's absolutely your choice to say* \n\n\"I'm sure there's a way to make you 'normal' again... Though, it's rather bad here too. We have to eat... We also have to climb trees .. And we also have to deal with really really hot summers! Gosh I feel bad for the people on the farms\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would suddenly hug him, breaking down sobbing into an emotional mess, her head in his shoulder. She would attempt to say something, but her sobs broke it up too much. She needed the close contact, desired it after being alone..*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Ale had been paralyzed by this act. He doesn't know if he was about to get bitten or if this woman was just hugging him. He just decided to act natural and... Try to continue to comfort the woman? \n\nIn reality he thinks he is about to get bitten and the woman just was hungry. He thought he was about to feel what it was like to be a vampy!* \n\n\"E-Eh?\"\n\n*But of course, he'd still blush at the fact that he was being hugged. By a lady too! He's never really made many female friends... And he's only been hugged by his aunt*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would retract from him, wiping the tears from her now red eyes. She felt that she had risked a potential friendship, doing that sudden move like that.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-I won't do it again without permission. Sorry...\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Nae! It's completely fine. I also tend to like hugging things. You can continue to hug me if you so wish... I have nothing against that if it'll help someone, who is crying\"\n\n*He said opening his hands ~~to a T-Pose~~, offering his hugging services!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would hug him once again, a torrent of tears streaming from her eyes into Alek's shoulder. This time, she didn't try to say any words, and simply felt her new friend's warm touch, her hands wrapped tightly around his back*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Yeah hugs. He gave her the hugs she required. Yeah... Only issue is, he is probably hugging really close to her neck at this point. She is like... 4 inches shorter than him. \n\nOh well, doesn't take away from hug points? Does he now have a friend for adventures and archeology?!* \n\n\"Now now, it's all fine. Cry it all out...\"\n\n*Back rub back rub*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Tha-thank you. I've been alone most of my life\" *She would continue to hug him, feeling slightly better now. Her heart was a mix of emotions, melancholy filling it*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"It's fine. I too have been alone most of my life. I was kicked out when I was 12 you see?\" \n\n*He said, allowing the Vampire to weep on his shoulder. Back rubs back rubs. He isn't the best when it comes to... Comforting sad people. He really isn't. What he is the best at though, is listening to people!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Ki-kicked out? From your home?\"\n*Kaisa held onto him like a Koala, not that they knew what they were. She wondered if they weren't too different after all*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Yes I was. Turns out, my uncle rather'd have his alcohol than he would his own nephew. But I got over it. I'm now exploring the world for all the great mysteries of the ancients!\"\n\n*He said, continuing his back rub support. You see, back rubs are the best way to get close to Someone. Maybe Kaisa'd be a very good Archeologist... She practically lives in the dark so... Ancient tombs would be like home to her!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Oh... So you got over it..\"\n*Not so similar anymore. Kaisa loves her parents, and spent her entire life with them until they were brutally murdered by vampires. She still remembers the day vividly, the crimson pools, the red and white eyes, the blood stained fangs sinking into her. She shudders at the memory*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Yeah... Took a long while... But an Uncle and Aunt doesn't have the... Same feel as your own parents. Something about my parents make me feel nostalgic. I've never met them before but I dream of talking to them and touching them. \n\nBut of course, I have no chance of seeing them again. Life is cruel\"\n\n*He didn't really feel the shudder. Could it be he was numb from standing too much... Or he mistook the shudder as a sob... Or even the fact he is wearing an Aketon and a very thicc dublet!*" } ]

[ { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I still remember my parents. When they were alive\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She started to cry more. Her shaking would be much more noticeable, as she shuddered, wanting to keep contact as close as possible.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*This kinda reminds me of Theron for some reason, but okay. He just continued his complementary back rubs, which come with his hugs and... Very calming talk. \n\nHe really wasn't sure as to what to do, but he just... Tried to keep comforting the lady? He really was lost. He didn't know if he did a bad, but he was pretty sure he did a bad*\n\n\"I see...\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*After some more crying, Kaisa seems to fall asleep. Her arms loosen, and she stops crying. The only sound is now the crackle of the fire and the waves of the ocean. It seems that she trusted him, falling asleep like that*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Yikes. He sighed, sitting down, letting her lay down on a more comfortable pose. He knew that she shouldn't be in the light, so he went to work. \n\nHe dug a deep ditch in the ground, covering it with sticks and foliage. It was extremely dark in there, having a long corridor to the outside so... Kaisa could leave. \n\nIt took a while, but he did finish it before the sun would rise, carrying her into the den, snuffing out his fire and... Eating his meal. Seems like he's going to need to hunt again to prepare for his... Adventures. \n\nBuuut! He took a bit to rest... Practice his court pipes... Some nice mellow music. Very pretty!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would wake up, covered by leaves and foliage. How did she end up here? Oh wait, she fell asleep. Her cheeks turned red as she realized that she had left herself very vulnerable. Now, the only question was how long had she been asleep?*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Hello? Alek? Are you still there?\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Seems like she caught him at the right time. There was a shuffle from above, some sand coming in from the roof as... A very familiar sight walks in from the long entrance. \n\nIt was Alek! And he has... Some fish on a stick, still dripping with blood. Fresh fish. Looks like he got something for Kaisa to drink? He doesn't know if fish blood is acceptable...*\n\n\"Yeah I'm still here. Just went bow fishing again... Getting pretty good at it honestly\"\n\n*He doesn't look the best at the current moment. His hose (tall wool socks) were covered in sand, so was his tun- HE WAS COVERED IN SAND. He also looked like he didn't get much sleep. Most likely because he had an extra person that he had to make sure didn't... Well get kidnapped by bandits*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"That's good to here. What time is it?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She honestly had no idea what time it was. Hopefully it wasn't in the day, or she would have to summon her armor to cover herself sufficiently. That was nice of Alek, bringing her some blood. Thank god it wasn't a human, fish blood was fine*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Well... It's rather bright out. I'd say it's pretty high noon. Sun's out... Very bright. Not the best time to bow fish cause... Too bright for some of the tasti- oh wait... You can't go out in the sun.\"\n\n*He pondered to himself for a moment, not exactly knowing what to say, before an idea popped into his mind!\n\nAnyways, inside the ditch, she'd probably notice it being tall enough where Ale can comfortably stand in. It had a packed sand floor and... Well, a branch and log roof with some leaves sticking out. Resourceful!*\n\n\"You can stay here if you so require. I don't really... Have anything to do as this is kinda my break day where I just visit the coast for... Some relaxing camping!\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Well... I don't like laying down in one spot unless I'm sleeping. I can come out, just wait for a minute. Thanks for covering me up after I fell asleep\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*A reddish orange aura surrounded her, and her armor appeared on her body. Now fully covered, she removed the protective leaves and looked around*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He seemed to look away from her, thinking she was about to do something else. He produced a small... Leather flask, allowing the blood to flow down into the flask itself. \n\nYum, nice blood... But it's not exactly filtered so... Decent blood. This fish will not be pleasant after a few days. It'll spoil quickly, which was sad.\n\nHe looked back at her, seeming confused*\n\n\"Did you always have... Armour?\"\n\n*He asked, curious.\n\n\nShe wouldn't be able to see as... A massive bloody wall of sand would cover her vision. From above ground, it looks like someone made a very thicc 2 foot wall of sand. In reality, this was just the sand Ale displaced when digging the ditch. He fully intended on filling the hole back in after she decided to leave the dwelling... It isn't good to mark the world*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"It's magic. Custom. I'm able to summon it when needed, especially now, since the sun hurts. Why is there so much sand here?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She climbs the wall of sand to see Alek pouring blood into something*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"A 6 foot deep circle with the radius of 5 feet worth of sand needs to go somewhere. I intend on filling the hole back with sand.\"\n\n*He said, finishing his fish bleeding, closing off the leather bag, offering it to Kaisa. It was a leather flask of decent quality. Won't last a year, but it was enough until the owner decided to get a better one.\n\nHis tool of choice was leaning on the log off to the side. It was a very big flat rock... Strong man!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Huh. Thank you. I'll drink it when I'm not under the sun\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kind of him again, giving her food. She noticed that there was a very large amount of sand. Very large amount indeed. She also noticed the rock, and since she didn't see a shovel... Wait. Had he dug out all this sand for her?*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I see. Question. What's it like to consume blood? Like... Does it feel like eating rabbit, or do you still feel hungry, but you don't die?\"\n\n*He asked, picking up the rock, after vacating all the stuff he left inside... Like his pipes! He started to push the sand into the ditch. Push push push. At a decent pace, the ditch would be filled in... Much faster than digging it.\n\nYou see, he had to find a way to support the sand so it doesn't collapse on itself... Want to know what he did? He took the rabbit furs and made little strips... And did stuff to it, placing it into the sand, allowing it to have some stretching support!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"It's sort of like soup. It doesn't feel like much, but you get full. Although I don't think there's a limit to how much blood you can drink. Not that I tested it. Blood does have different tastes depending on what it came from.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Wow. He seemed pretty strong, that was a big rock. Kaisa would help by shoving sand back into the pit as well, not as effectively, but still helping*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He smiled. Help is very nice when it's coming from a friend. In no time, the pit was full and he was just stepping around in it to make it look less... Like he filled a pit and more like... This place was just slightly more used than the others* \n\n\"I see I see. Interesting indeed. Thanks for the help on the pit. Who knew filling up a pit was easier than digging it out!\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Filling something up is always better than emptiying it. I don't like scars in the land. It ruins the landscape\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa felt good. Spending time with Alek... It made her feel happy. He seemed like someone she could truly call a friend. Maybe they could explore some caves, or ruins sometime!*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"You know, you and I aren't much different. Sure you may be vampiric while I am human, but we both see life the same. We want to help protect people... And we both see how scarred landscapes really hurt our eyes\"\n\n*Maybe he did find a friend he can call... A friend. He's starting to like who Kaisa was. Of course, had this been a different event where Kaisa was hunting him, he'd be scared shitless. But this was different. He felt happy that he could interact with this person this way. He hopes this never changes*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"You're right. We're not. Hey, maybe we should go somewhere? Find some cool stuff, talk a bit more?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa really did want to be with him. He seemed like a good friend, one that would be reliably and friendly, as well as being able to defend himself. She also wanted to see some cool treasure they may find*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Hmmm... Yeah sure. That'd seem quite fun... But I'm now feeling... How would I word this. Rather naked compared to you and your armour. I have the intent of purchasing some objects from the nearby villages\"\n\n*He said, pretty excited that she wanted to go talk more, go somewhere, find cool stuff... And Overall be with him. Many people get pushed away by his innate nerdiness and well... Being not so special at first glance*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"That can be easily remedied. We just go find some. I have plenty of gold.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She was honestly excited. Going on a quest with a someone she sort of knew! Arthur counted, but she didn't know where he was. Also a bit risky being near him*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I have plenty of gold as well. I'm not exactly the poorest of men\"\n\n*He said, patting his dublet pockets... Jingle jingle. He seemed to have a lot. He gave one last look at the ocean, then back to his friend*\n\n\"I suppose we can start off to the town as our first 'go somewhere?'\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Sure. Let's be off! Let's just hope the sun doesn't shine too bright. It can get hot in here.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would start to walk towards the city, then look back to see if he was following*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"I too hope it won't be too hot. But then again, it's dead winter at the moment. Doubt it'd get that much hotter than this\"\n\n*He said, hastily following. He had his pipes in his bag and... Equipment all around him. His quiver wobbling around on his side and his bow in his hand. He is ready for anything to strike! \n\nHe caught up, walking by his companion's side. It only struck him now as to how much shorter Kaisa was to him. He didn't want to mention it... He didn't need to get bitten*" } ]

[ { "author": "scrumpers", "message": "*Lilith floated at a slow pace above the loose sedimentary rock and sand of the coast, her wings flapping every so often as she went onward. The smell of the ocean was something she didnt think she'd ever get used too. The winds blowing particles of water into her nostrils and making her rub at her nose to stop the irritation.*\n\n*Coming to Drase had never been a big item on her list. Her Mater would tell her stories of the times she had visited and how many different creatures there were. Her favorite of which were the similar looking Macen.* \n\n*Lilith stopped on the edge of a small cliff overlooking the sandy shore. The ground below her seemed to be acceptable for a rest. With a graceful decent she touched down on the soft ground with her feet first and then her buttocks, letting out a soft sigh as she stared out into the ocean.* \"Guide me Lord..\" She said, letting the wind carry her words." }, { "author": "emkaye", "message": "Vivienne strolls across the sandy shores travelling to the next settlement on her path. She hums a hymn from her home village, but as she tries to remember the rest of it, her memory becomes strangely hazy. \n\nIt was a hymn of how her God will protect them in ways the Macen cannot understand. She doesn't remember how long she has traveled; she assumed that she is doing her faithful duty of helping others. Suddenly she hears a voice, and looks up to see where the sender is. \n\n\"Wait... Is it really...?\" The winged figure doesn't seem to notice her yet, so she slowly climbs the cliff to see the figure better." }, { "author": "scrumpers", "message": "*Lilith's wings stretched out to their full length, spanning about a total of 2 meters before the 2 on her right side wrapped around to her front where Lilith could get a good look at them. With a keen eye she began brushing through rows of clean white feathers. Her hands quickly picked out several feathers that were ready to molt and tossing them into the soft wind.* \"I wonder who shall find these. Maybe they'll be made into arrows that kill a stag and who's meat I will buy to eat.. Who knows?\" *Lilith said watching the feathers twist and twirl in the wind.*\n\n*Her wings glowed with a flash of golden light before vanishing from her back, and letting her lay out on the grass staring into the sky*" } ]

[ { "author": "emkaye", "message": "Vivienne followed Lilith from behind, but stopped before inches of the edge. The wind picked up, causing her long white hair to wave with the breeze. When the Zareth offered to answer things about her kind, she thought of some pressing questions that's been on the back of her mind. \n\n\"Well... Does your kind eat or... Wait... Does your kind need nourishment of sorts?\" She had read in her Scriptures about Angels doing God's work, but there wasn't any mention of them eating for nutrients. She had assumed that they simply do not eat." }, { "author": "scrumpers", "message": "Lilith smiled before letting out a light chuckle. \"Yes, Zareth need to eat just like other races. I have a mainly meat diet due to how easy it is to prepare it.\" Lilith said looking back to Vivienne. \"You must remember I am not the exact same as the angels from our scripture.\" She said walking over to Vivienne and clasping her hand with hers and using her other hand to make Vivienne point. Slowly she moved Vivienne's under her chest armor and to the 2 inch in diameter hole in her chest. \"Angel's in our scripture do not come with holes in their body like me.\" She said as Vivienne's finger dug further into the clothing over the hole." }, { "author": "emkaye", "message": "Vivienne nodded in understanding and mentally scolded herself to stop comparing her to Angels in the Scriptures. \"That's right, you are different from—-wait waah! What are you doing?!\" \n\nThe priest became surprised that Lilith took her hand to point out the hole on her chest. It was surprisingly deep for Vivienne and thoughts began sprawling out on how and why they have it. \n\n\"I—um—the hole is deep!\" She blurted out. She didn't knew what to expect and soon apologized once she calmed down. \"I'm sorry, this is entirely new to me... People contact, new species, a hole..\"" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*It was dark.*\n\n*It was dark, indeed. The sun had already ran it's course of trailing across the night sky, settling in the east. It was one of those nights where the stars shone without empathy, one of those nights where the moon cast a crestfallen look down onto the inhabitants of the world. A night that bore an uncanny aura of uneasiness, but also a night of odd serenity; as Arthur found within the past couple of hours, the usual choir of chirping from birds in the woods and the braying of deer throughout would seem to be muted and silenced as his ears passively picked up the little traces of noise he could find within the woods. To be frank, he wasn't necessarily bothered by it too much. Rather, the absence of the stagnant noise would only take place as a small pocket of concern in the back of his mind; it was like waking up one morning, then finding that you somehow fell off your bed and onto the floor. It was a minor inconvenience one could shake off, it was odd, but yet, you could still move forward with your day as if it were nothing. Likewise with this situation, it was only minor - nothing more, nothing less, and it did not cloud up his thoughts in any way, shape, or form.*\n\n*His armor, which once clanked and clunked together, would now be silenced as he waded his way through the various flora of the forest. Bushes, moss, and trees were all the same uniform color of black as the canopy of leaves above him blocked out the dimly-shining stars. He trudged through the forest, using the night vision he had naturally as a vampire to guide his way through the forest. His other senses, of course, would also contribute to his navigational prowess, albeit the most useful would be his sense of sight, obviously, with his hearing as a sort of assistance. Though, the night was as silent as ever; he really couldn't pick up any abnormal noise, save for the few instances of deer prancing about through the undergrowth, and the occasional flapping of owl's wings.*\n\n*His mind would drift back and forth between thoughts, mostly reminiscing on what had happened only a few hours earlier in the village he was deployed in. Was burning the entire place down really the right thing to do? Supposedly, from an objective point of view, yes, but it was bothering him slightly deep down. There were innocents in that village, innocent people that could possibly be like him now - alone, without parents, and without anyone to guide them in their lives besides themselves. Some could even have been younger than he was when* ***That*** *Ordeal happened, something that he pushed to the far corners of his mind, refusing to contemplate. No, he refused to dwell back on the past. For now, he was focused on remaining an asset to the Boss as a means to identify his motives, a way to try and decipher what the shady figure was attempting to do. Still... The thought of trying to ponder over the consequences of his actions could not stop as he walked throughout the woods. Here and there, there would be regrets, accompanied by his mind trying to reassure him that he did what had to be done. He got his target, he got paid, and that was the end of the story. The morality of the situation could not be thought about - that was something he had decided long ago when he first gulped down his lingering thoughts of anxiety as he infiltrated the mansion of Cornelius.*\n\n*Were his ideals becoming warped? Was... Was he really doing this for the Boss? Or for himself? For purposes of self gratification, for purposes of self-fulfillment, for his own twisted sense of nourishment? It was quite possible, now that he thought about it. Perhaps he subconsciously used his expelling from New Sunlight as a means to vent out his frustration, if you could even call it that. The feeling he was experiencing right now was confusing, even to him. He could fight, he could answer questions, but the question that he refused to acknowledge was a lingering sense of how he felt about his current situation. He had to keep his emotions under balance, lest a repeat of what he had done in his tantrum during his first job, or to avoid a reoccurrence of his departing from Mevis and Hitoshi. He had his head down, but still walked through the forest as if not a thing bothered him.*\n\n*Finally, he reached a tear where the trees had stopped. He exited the forest, happening to find himself over a slanted cliff that overshadowed a gleaming beach. The shallow waters were beautiful, reflecting the lustrous stars above, with the moon enveloping the beach in a soft, silver glow. Yes, it was dark, but now the light came in like a small rip in the fabric of the night. He paused for a moment, then went towards the cliff's edge, sliding down so that he could land on the sand softly, and on his own two feet. From afar, he admired the waters from a distance, about 40 feet away. He sat down, his back against the stony walls of the cliff, before relaxing his body. He wouldn't try and fall asleep. He would just stare out in the distance, something he hadn't really gotten a chance to do in a long while.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*While waiting under the luminecent moon that was shining a dim light over the area, he'd get the feeling that he was being watched. Vengeful intent radiates from a part of the forest as if they wanted you to notice them just so you could recognize the threat you would be in. Arthur would feel that at any moment an arrow or bolt would be released and fly towards him, but despite this no crossbow or bow would ever be shot. Arthur would not be able to pinpoint their location nor numbers. The smooth sand isn't ideal for combat and it would be easy to lose footing if he were not careful, however the same applied to his enemies.*\n\n**(Not even to the quality of one of your paragraphs you make me feel terrible)**" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Suddenly snapping awake from his state of stupor, Arthur felt a menacing aura emitting directly from the forest above him. Odd... He hadn't felt such a presence as he was walking through the woods. Or were they concealing their presence all along? That was most likely the case, he imagined. An assassin, either hired by the authorities, or coming straight from New Sunlight itself, eh? Not unheard of, but it was kind of surprising. Why were they only coming after him now? He thought that the bounty hunters would give up after a month of searching with no yield for reward. One fight after another... He really couldn't relax, even for a moment, hmm?*\n\n*Suddenly, his ears perked up as he had the premonition that an arrow would be released from a taut string, sailing through the air to hit his head. He had his back against the stone wall, and there was no one within his sight on the beach. Thinking about it rationally, there was no way an arrow could have come from behind, because then it would hit the ground, so why was he having this feeling in the first place? Anyway, obviously sensing an oncoming feeling of danger, Arthur quickly kept himself close to the cliffside. He morphed his sword into a halberd as well, hoping that rhe extra reach would five him an advantage with the oncoming fight. He didn't want to die here, after all.*" } ]

[ { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Loud foot steps are heard in a distance, fast ones too. From the cliff an airstrider lancer drops off of and attempts to lance Arthur, they are going 50mph which is an astonishing speed for anyone to achieve, even mounted. Still what would be more worrying are the archers that surely were there, these sudden intruders are certainly skilled. The airstrider would have steel armor covering it's head, chest, and legs, but not the back which is probably due to it's weight. The rider itself is hard to see, but it would be noted that Arthur also saw a sword probably just in case lancing did not finish their opponents first.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Suddenly, Arthur heard loud footsteps come from above. Footsteps that were loud, that broke the silent concentration he had on as he saw a large shadow jump off of the cliff, going about 20 feet away from Arthur himself. He saw the figure bring out a lance, and also watched as they ran towards him, whoever was on top trying to stab him with said lance. The moment the strider junped off of the cliff, however, Arthur poured all of his focus onto the air strider, caring not about whatever other support may be lurking above him. He quickly cast Burn Up with his spare hand, illuminating the area around him with a harsh, fierce light before stepping out of the way of the lance, with a few milliseconds left to spare. The lance, seeing that it struck solid rock, would probably be jammed within, giving Arthur ample time to retaliate. With his speed, which was 140% faster than the average person, he used the bladed portion of the halberd to swing horizontally from the left at the air strider's exposed back. If this slash hit, the blade's pyrokinetic aspect would take place, searing the bird's side and turning it's feathers into ash. Once this first slash finished, Arthur then quickly pulled back, trying to analyze who he was going up against.*\n\n``` Burn Up cast. Remaining mana: 190/230 ```" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The rider, now clearly seen is a little green guy with a shield on the other side of the lance. He glows a bright blue in an instant and very quickly moves his shield to block the hit with the halberd, causing a loud **Clank.*** \"You're pretty fast I'll give you that, but I think I'm rather close.\" *While he is saying this, a sound of a released bow is heard and an arrow is getting shot at Arthur. The arrow is incredibly accurate directed at an exposed part at his legs, likely to prevent movement from Arthur. The archer definitely was skilled and his bow was certainly enchanted with let-off.*\n\n```\nAirstrider Rider casted Psionic Speed! 35/50 mana left\n```" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Somehow, the ruder managed to keep up with his speed, and blocked the attack he made with his halberd, which was quite odd; not very many people were able to match his reaction time, even if they were little green men on overgrown birds. As he backed up quickly away from the air strider, he heard an arrow be released from overhead. Not knowing where it was aimed, however, he instinctively tried to get of the way of the shot, with a slight amount of reward; the arrow would hit his leg armor around the shins, and would fall to the ground. The shot had a bit of force behind it, surpisingly. Nevertheless, it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. For all that mattered, he could still move around fine, but he refused to take any lesser precaution. Casting Flame Guard on himself, again, with his spare hand, Arthur would dash back to where the air strider was; only a few feet away from him. If it moved, he would be able to keep up with it, so this time he would use the hammer side of his halberd to swing twice in quick succession at the air strider's body. If it hit, something would definitely be broken; birds have hollow bones that could break extremely easily, as far as Arthur knew. If the blow was shielded, then whoever was shielding his strikes would certainly suffer as well. Being hit with this much force with that heavy of a hammer was no joke, but just as an extra precaution, Arthur cast Enveloping Hell once he became close to the air strider. With his speed, surely he would be able to do something to those fiends, whoever they were.*\n``` Enveloping Hell and Flame Guard cast. 5 mana regained. Remaining mana: 131/230 ```\n\n*Good, the feathers caught on fire. Well, you have to start somewhere, he supposed. Once the fire stretched out and eventually covered the entirety of the bird's body, it would most likely be in way too much pain to act. In fact, it already seemingly covered a good portion of the bird's backside as well, which would definitely cause the bird to burn to death if left untreated. However, somehow, the little green man was able to redirect Arthur's hammer blow so that it completely missed the both of them, but at this range, it really didn't matter. They were so close that a continuous onslaught of attacks could very well finish them off quickly, which is what Arthur was counting upon. Using his spare hand, he quickly cast Daggers of Flame, all of them aimed toward's the air strider's bottom half where the sword would most likely not be able to reach. Moving diagonally, he would continue to strike at the air strider, again with the hammered end of the weapon. The range of his weapon, combined with the speed he was moving at, along with the sheer strength of his strikes would surely cause something to happen physically to the beast. He would feel a slight impact on his hip be absorbed, which was the electric bolt that was shot at him from the cliffs. From what he could tell, there was an archer, a mage, and a lancer all gunning for his head - a foolish endeavor.*\n``` Daggers of Flame cast. Remaining mana: 111/230 ```" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*((It's clearly better as a mount.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*At this point, Arthur would notice that his own fire would start to die down as the air strider made a mad dash towards the water. As someone who specialized in fire and earth, obviously water would naturally repel him; being in water, in a combat situation, ultimately would render most of his magical spells useless, and it wasn't exactly ideal for swinging his halberd around either. He felt both his senses and movement speed become slower as the einerfin would recast psionic speed on himself, and he was about to recast his own buffing spell before he felt an impact onto his piece of armor on his chest. The arrow would break the guard, causing the orange haze to shatter apart into intangible pieces as the spell was broken. The knockback effect would take place as well; from the point of his chest, he would feel as if he was suddenly pushed back by a sizeable force, causing the electric bolt that the mage had cast to hit the sand. He didn't lose his balance, however, as he was forced back about 8 feet, and stopped momentarily to size up all of the current parties engaged in combat. The wise decision, he would realize, would be to draw it out as much as he could and not attack straight on, since then all parties would eventually run out of mana to engage with. That meant that annoying mage couldn't target him with spells anymore, and that the rider couldn't keep buffing himself, nor his party. All he needed to do was stall for time.*\n\n*He recast flame guard on himself, and backed up a great deal so that he was about 17 feet away from the einerfin lancer. Arthur then looked coldly back and forth from the einerfin to the figures up over by the cliff, making sure that both were kept in his peripheral vision. He was ready to act in case any one of them fired a shot, but if they didn't, he could use this opportunity to run. Even he knew he was at a disadvantage in this position; whoever these people were, they were most definitely skilled.*\n\n``` Flame Guard cast. 5 mana regained. Remaining mana: 91/230```\n\n*Out of the corner of his eye as he was switching his view from the einerfin to the archer and the mage, he saw the archer draw back his bow. It was obvious that the man intended to shoot Arthur right then and there, and to be frank, he was getting quite annoyed with the constant projectiles being launched at him from both the archer and the mage. To counterract this, Arthur decided to abandon his current spot in the sand, running straight for the cliff's bottom. It was pretty steep, but for the most part, it would hopefully prevent the archer from constantly firing arrows at him since arrows can't really go through the ground. Because of this, all three of the arrows that were fired at him would miss, and so would the orb of water. From where he stood against the wall, he saw that a large portion of the sand would suddenly appear to... Fall in on itself? Ah, quicksand. A deplorable tactic; they were trying to trap him, weren't they? If he were to take a step back instead of forwards, he would have surely fallen victim to the quicksand pit, leaving him wide open for any manner of attack. These guys were almost elementary with their tactics; such a strategy would obviously not work with someone as fast as he was. Once he got towards the wall, he decided to slowly creep behind an overhang on the cliff in which arrows or projectiles would not have much of an effect since the natural terrain would block the attacks entirely. When he got there, he decided to wait even further for another move, prepared to dodge another attack as well.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Unfortunantely Arthur was not quick enough, while he had evaded the arrows he had not been able to out-run the water bolt from making quicksand and catching him in it. Normally someone as quick as Arthur would be able to get over it quick enough to be unaffected, but due to the already unsteady nature of the sand he was unable to. It seems like Arthur is thinking too fast for his body, not knowing that he couldn't accelerate quickly enough to outrun a projectile such as that, even avoiding the arrows was a fluke. This unmindfulness was also a reason he was caught in the quicksand despite him being clearly fast enough to avoid it. The einerfin would run up and attempt to stab Arthur.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "~~quicksand is shite tbh~~" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "Im assuming that since his gs is 0.6 higher, he should be able to break out with somewhat ease" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "~~if you simulcasted it in same spot I'd say 1.8 to escape... But that's probably not how it'd work.~~" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Since the imp was already up when Arthur had escaped the quick sand, they had ample oppurtunity to prepare for such an attack. They couldn't block it due to his blocking arm being fractured, therefore he ran away like a coward. Just in the time the archer has gotten into range of a strike and attempts to jab Arthur, which would certainly distract him from the imp. The mage stays in place, possibly to wait for the imp to come back, could it be possible that the mage has healing magic?*" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur would chase the two of the bounty hunters out of the beach, following the, up a short inclination in which the stony face of the cliff's edge would spiral around and about, eventually reaching the top of the cliff, facing the woods. The two figures would continue to run full pace into the forest, and Arthur found himself at the entrance to the woods as he kept a watchful eye over the two figures. He could still see well into the forest, since it was night time, but he figured that he couldn't continue to advance into the forest any further without complications arising from the Air Strider being too big to weave easily throughout the trees. He dismounted the beast quickly, then continued to follow the mage and the lancer at full speed until he reached a cabin in the woods. He heard the manic screaming of a man yelling about ingredients, and he would keep his distance as he watched the rider and the mage dash into the wooden building. There was a man, seemingly clad in robes, jittery and panicky as he doubled over a kettle used for brewing, but his visage would quickly shift over to a man on top of the cabin's roof; the Treton archer that he had supposedly killed earlier. Looks like this was the summoner, hmm?*\n\n*He heard the man shout towards him about some idiotic 'homefield advantage,' and how he should 'give up' while he had the chance. He drew his how, pointed towards Arthur, and the kitsune stared down the archer with a gaze that exuded an air of 'I don't have time for this,' with a hint of resentment in his eyes. He stopped in his tracks, taking his halberd, digging the butt end into the dirt. Hiding the other hand behind his back, he would recast flame guard once more, but this would most likely be pretty obvious due to the visual effect it had. Were these people stupid? Retreating to the middle of a forest where his fire could blaze from the tiniest spark into a roaring inferno? These people really WERE idiots.*\n\n\"You have the homefield advantage? I can literally set this entire forest on fire if I wanted to. Hell, I'd do it right now, but I'd rather not risk missing out on an opportinity to get some new gear for free. Mainly from your dead bodies. I'd like to see you TRY and do something.\" \n``` Flame Guard cast. 5 mana regained. Remaining mana: 27/230 ```\n\n*Damnit. Fog? Really? Out of all the cowardly tricks they were pulling, fog was the only one that would provide a real annoyance to Arthur. He couldn't see very well within said fog, but his own senses of hearing and smell remained unchanged; fog was only fog, after all. However, he wouldn't be able to do anything about the arrow that the archer had shot at him. Concealed by the fog, it would find itself hitting Arthur's exposed neck area, though the damage was mitigated by his own Flame Guard. The spell wouldn't shatter just yet, but it was enough to cause Arthur to flinch as the arrow impacted on him. Deciding to use the terrain against his opponents, Arthur would hide behind a nearby tree that stood before him, just out of the fog's reach. He would use his senses of hearing to try and listen to any footsteps coming from the direction of the cabin, making sure to stay alert as he waited out the fog. He couldn't clearly attack what he couldn't see; that was asking for you to be left wide out in the open.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The group just waits and for good reason, they have no reason to attack at all, seeing as they'd recover the mana used when the spell runs out so they can keep the fog up for as long as they need. The archer just pulls back another arrow and waits for Arthur to move out of his cover.* **\"There's a reason why homefield advantage is so good! Cowardly opponents cannot break through it, no matter how they try!\"** *The man keeps brewing the thing, when he's finished he exclaims* **\"Even if ya folks fail to beat thar miscreant, ma revenge shall be made!\"** \n\n*Waiting ensues*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "\"You honestly think your so called 'Home field advantage' is so good? All you're doing is hiding out in some fog! And you're calling ME a coward? The pitiful archer had to waste his time using a decoy summon since he was too afraid to fight me at my full energy, and this idiotic lancer and mage pair had the GALL to try and run away from me when THEY were the ones to attack first! You batch of people are so hypocritical; its a wonder to me personally that you can even talk about who's being a coward in this situation!\"\n\n*At this point, Arthur was just buying time. If the Archer's vision was well enough, he had probably have seen which tree Arthur had hid behind. If that was the case, obviously the archer would have prepared another arrow again. Arthur expected the archer to have his bow aimed to the side he dashed to the tree from, so he made a mental note in his mind not to peek out of that direction. The fog would surely cover his vision, anyway. However, now that he thought about it, the fog wasn't too thick after all. He was able to make out some of the fine details about the people and the cabin itself within the area, and it would be obvious that they were trying to keep this farce going for a seriously prolongued amount of time. He would have to make an assault soon; though not now. He would regain some mana first, before doing any other things.*\n``` 5 mana regained. Remaining mana: 32/230 ```" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "**((Hon hon hon Artoria is coming**" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*He knew that with each ticking moment of the time passing by, the enemy was recovering and growing ever stronger while he stood more or less idle. Charging in right now seemed to be the best course of action, since the only person defending the area right now would be that archer from earlier, since the rider would still be exhausted from that long, long trek from earlier. A minute or two was not nearly enough to recover from exhaustion, but Arthur wasn't entirely sure if that was the case when healing magic came into place. Nevertheless, the longer he stood idle, the more chances the enemy had to recover their energy. Noticing that his own flame guard had just ran out, Arthur recast the spell, then proceeded to rush into the fog with his halberd. Just like he thought, the archer had his bow aimed directly at him, but he didn't worry at all. Rather, he charged right into the fog towards the cabin, but not before he had a massive intake of some... Mist that the man had thrown at him. He glanced at the floor, and there were shards of bottles laid throughout. However, he wouldn't be able to feel any effects of the 'poison' yet, so he ignored this fact and charged straight for the cabin, ignoring the man and the archer. He flung the door open, shutting it as quickly as he could whilst coming inside.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Right infront of Arthur when he had entered the house was the imp, who was prepared for him and attempts to swing horizontally to Arthur! He had glown blue just a split second before making this attack, so he probably casted psionic speed. The attack would likely break through the flame guard if it hit head-on. The archer would jump down from the roof and draws his spear, he opens the door but would be unable to attack. Arthur was now confronted with 2 fighters, which have prevented him from moving anywhere, the fog would still permeate the area so any flames that would ignite anything would likely fizzle out.* \"I'm pretty sure you were too bloodthirsty, you shoulda just ignored us and ran away with the bird. But now you're surrounded with no way to use your magic. Now I ask you again, will you surrender\" *The archer questions.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As Arthur opened the door to the cabin, quickly bringing his halberd inside of the building, he would see the imp instantly jump on him, attempting to swing his sword horizontally towards him. The einerfin exuded a glowing blue aura, a sign that he had cast psionic speed again, which was quite bothersome. He hadn't had enough time to bring his halberd's pole over to block the strike, however he did have enough time to use his spare arm to block the swing by bashing the gauntlet he had with all of his force into the sword. Because of this, the flame guard would obviously become dispersed, but in reaction, the sword hand that the imp swung with would become impacted with the full force of his strike, and would also more or less be sent flying back a good distance because of the effect the guard had upon shattering. If the attack succeeded, the imp would more or less have ended up with a broken bone; being hit in the hand with a steel gauntlet would definitely break a few things. When, or rather, if, the imp got sent flying back, Arthur would instantly be ready to get on the assault, though he wasn't too sure how he would strike.*" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur would pause for a moment, looking at the handiwork he had done. The entirety of the archer's arm had been lobbed off, blood spilling out from the stub where it had been moments previously. He would raise his weapon once more, bringing it down on the same exact wound he had cut from earlier. The pyrokinetic aspect of his weapon would cause the blood that it hit to burn and sizzle, while also causing the insides of the flesh to bubble and boil due to the intense amount of heat the blade emitted. This, combined with Arthur's strength, would hopefully be enough to completely rip the archer's body into two pieces, however if this wouldn't work, as an assurance to gurantee the archer's death, once the initial swing was over, he would keep using the bladed end of the halberd to keep chopping off at the archer's body, slashing at whatever was exposed. Throughout this entire ordeal, he kept an aloof demeanor and nonchalant look on his face, watching the archer's body become mutilated beyond comparison. When he was finished with his work, he would step back a bit, looking down at the irrecognizeable corpse that the archer had left behind. Bits of flesh, along with pools of boiling blood began to form on the ground below. There were many deep lacerations and slash wounds inflicted on the poor man's body, and when Arthur had finished his work, he left it alone to look around for the water macen mage.*\n\n*When he spotted her, he gave her a small little smile - a smile none would expect from someone who had just murdered a man in cold blood. It was a friendly, warm smile, much like a gentle breeze after a long day's work. It radiated a sense of amity, which contrasted entirely with what had been laid out before him. He put his halberd's butt on the floor, staring silently at the mage once he took off his grin. He blocked the entrance to the cabin, meaning there was no way out, except through him. He wanted to see what the mage would do when she realized there was no way to escape the cabin - she was as good as dead, wasn't she?*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*While he did look for her, she was no where to be seen, the mage was probably only detected earlier because she had to heal the rider and was running with him. It doesn't matter, she would've barely made even a couple silver, considering she hadn't a weapon nor armor. The loot from everything else would prove to be enough, though, if Arthur were to sell these weapons and armor he could certainly fetch around 15 gold. Airstriders could be sold for around 30 gold, but the combat training it received and unusually coloured plumage could get more, perhaps around 50 gold. Though combat trained airstriders are definitely rare enough that it'd be difficult to find another one like it, perhaps it would wise to keep it? Makes you wonder who raised and trained such a mount, perhaps the rider himself.*\n\n**Bad Day Complete (not for Arthur, for the people who were foolish enough to attack him.)**\n2UP to Arthur" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*It would seem that the mage had escaped the area while he was busy hacking away at the archer and his body. Well, it didn't really matter, did it? He would look around the area, noticing the abundance of weapons and armor that the einerfin and the archer's corpses had left behind. He shifted his halberd back into it's sword form, sheathing it into his scabbard. He began to wonder where the mage had ran off to; these guys were obviously from New Sunlight, so it was possible that she would go back to report what had happened tonight to the higher ups of the guild. Though, it didn't really matter too much - Arthur, after all, had severed all ties with New Sunlight a long time ago. It was nothing more than a bad memory lodged within the backs of his mind. The skills of those who were sent to apprehend him, however, were clearly nothing to joke around with. If it weren't for his temporarily boosted mana regeneration, he would have completely burned out his magical reserves before he had began his own assault on the cabin. Perhaps it was due to his own faulty behavior when it came to how he approached the encounter - he'd have to learn to try and manage himself better next time before he really does get backed into a corner in which he could not escape from.*\n\n*He gathered all of the items he had found scattered throughout the cabin floor, walking towards the air strider he had left behind. He planned to sell all these items to a high bidder so that he could earn a large amount of gold, but he would also begin to wonder: where would he be able to sell such a massive sum? Well, it was no matter. He packed all of the items onto the air strider, and left the scene of the forest, now with a whole lot of items he needed to sell.*" } ]

[ { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "Ishihara stood by the coast, his eyes narrowed as he glanced around at the water. \"Fucks sake..\" He muttered to himself, rolling his trousers up his legs slightly as he wade into the water, drawing his sword. He stabbed down wildly towards any fish that passed him, muttering angrily the whole time. While normally a level headed person, hunger had drove him to become incredibly irritable. His journey to here had been a long one, and he'd found very little time to hunt anything that would provide him with a satisfying meal, and what he had hunted often was sold. \"Stupid bloody fishes... Swimming all around me, somehow miraculously avoiding me. I'm no good at this fishing, or spear fishing.. I don't even know what I'd refer to this as.\"" }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*It was a clear and usual day for Lumybdis. The tribe had sent her deadly spy around Shasaek. As an important port of the Empire, the M'lystan lady would probably have found interesting informations about the next sailing ships.*\n*Maneuvering effortlessly in the shallow waters of the beach thanks to her Siren tail, she soon caught sight of a seemingly young man trying to desperately catch food.*\n`\"What... A fool human. He don't know... How to fish.\"` *She sighted at the view of his poor fishing technique.* `\"Pity on him.\"`\n*While touching the sandfloor, she dismissed her tail which revealed her feminine bare legs. She didn't want to scare that hunter, as he could potentially have had an idea of where the city was. She approached him slowly and without any attempt at ambushing him, she couldn't have done so anyway: the water line arrived up to her belly and made a lot of noise as the waves hit on her fishy although perfect skin.*\n`\"Human. Need help? Fishing isn't like this...\"` *She straightforwardly asked.*\n*Her red eyes would have been quite intimidating, but she presented all of the aspect of an attractive M'lysta woman. Her monotonous voice wasn't sounding threatenning either as she spoke with a neutral tone.*\n```Bioluminescence: disabled```" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "Ishihara glanced up towards the woman as she approached, nodding. \"Yeah, I could probably do with some help. Sea hunting isn't exactly the same as land hunting I have decided. I've also came to the conclusion that I'm hopeless when it comes, uh.. Whatever I'm trying to do here, I would call it fishing but I don't think this qualifies as fishing if I'm being honest. \" He grinned, stabbing at yet another fish, almost stabbing his own foot in the process. \"Also, if you don't mind me asking, where did you come from? I thought I would be the only person around here for a while, I didn't see anyone else around before I got in the sea.\"" }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*She mechanically moved aside her soaked bangs while responding to him.*\n`\"Me. I am M'lysta... Merfolks. We live in the seas...\"` *She vaguely introduced herself.* `\"I patrolled the beach, but I saw you... And your horrible technique.\"`\n*She then leaned to slightly lift her leather skirt, revealing a bit more of her thick, blueish thigh in the process, but more importanly revealing two holsters filled with rusty blades. She picked off her dagger and leaned even more toward the water surface.*\n`\"I show you. How to fish.\"` *She firmly said, gazing into the young hunter's eyes.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"I'm Ishihara, and, uh. That's an interesting place to live I suppose.\" He moved back to give her more space, sheathing his own sword. \"Sure, that'd be appreciated. I'm actually really good at doing this sort of stuff with land animals, but fishes got a bit more.. Weird movement possibilities, I guess.\" He shrugged, drawing his own dagger. \"I'll just copy whatever you do, I suppose.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "Ah, Salvania. It's been a while since he was here. But he finally mustered up the courage to enter again and go to the coast, as it was probably the most \"Alone\" Place right now. No need to get stared at by everyone. But of course, he saw the mermaid in the distance and curiosity got the best of him. Who was she helping and why? He approached and watched." }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*The m'lystan woman then disappeared under the water in a fast and graceful dive. While Tyler wouldn't have been able to see her position under the waves and because of the distance, Ishihara would have been able to observe her movements despite the blurring.*\n*She swam fast thanks to her fishy skin and palmed limbs, and quickly, red tainted the surface as Lumybdis emerged in a big splash.*\n*She pushed back her head so her increadibly long hair could have gotten rid of some of the saline water which was weighting down on them. She victoriously exposed her catch: a medium-sized eel, wriggling of pain because of the rusty steel piercing through its body.*\n`\"Swim like fish. Wait. Stab. It's easy.\"` *She barely explained, still giving that blank red gaze to the man.*\n*The blue siren didn't notice the brayer yet since she was busy.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Yeah, no. I can't see me being able to do that. I didn't exactly swim much as a child, nor am I very good at it. My focus would be on not drowning, rather than actually stabbing the fish.\" Despite saying this, he did dive into the water and attempt to do the same. However, his swimming was wild and lacked any kind of technique, his kicks creating massive splashes behind him which caused fishes to swim around. Every time he attempted to slash or stab at any fish around him, his blade moved far too slowly through the water and was unable to get even close to stabbing it. \"I'm so bad at this.\" He scowled, finally surfacing. \"I'm also soaked now.. I should of thought this through a bit more.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "He finally spoke in a rather booming voice. \"Excuse me? How'd you manage to stab an eel?\" He had many other questions, such as why would let the thing suffer like that. But he felt like that would get on her case too much. He noticed that walking with hooves meant less annoying sand stuck on them, which was nice... Then he noticed Ishihara soaking and tilted a head at him." }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*Her fiery glance redirected to the impressive being that just spoke. She remained silent for a few seconds, observing the big figure which was slowly closing the distance. A quite uncommon being, for sure.*\n`\"The sea... M'lystan domain. Landfolks can't master the ocean.\"` *She coldly replied.*\n*She then cold-bloodedly ripped the eel's head with her sharp nails to end its suffering, which ended up in a bloody shower. Not like she seemed to mind blood spitted on her anyway as she remained completely stoic. The sea huntress then bent down to wash the meat which ceased to move, before extending her arm to present the meal to Ishihara.*\n`\"You seem... Hungry. Eat. Eel is delicious.\"` *She offered while blood was running on her chest and leather corset.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Uh.. Thank you?\" He took the eel, frowning deeply. \"This doesn't exactly seem hygienic or anything to eat if I'm being honest, it's raw after all.\" He bit into it regardless. He gave a small smile, as if pretending to enjoy it, but this façade was swiftly ruined by a coughing fit where he coughed up all that he had just ate. \"Yeah, that needs cooking, sorry.\" He wiped his mouth clean, holding it back out to her. \"I'll have to pass on that unless you can cook it.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "Tyler was immediately disgusted by the rather violent actions of Lumybdis, as much as tried to hide that fact. Even he ate raw meat sometimes, but he never enjoyed it. He then stopped trying and was instead clearly almost gagging from her actions. \"I... Don't think a human should eat raw, ever. It's... Dangerous. It needs to be cooked,\" He said perhaps a little too honestly." }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*She folded her arm as the macen declined the meal. It was hard to tell if she was upset or disappointed since she didn't say a word, instead raising the eel toward her lips, and bite a small piece. She discreetly chomped and raised an intrigued brow.*\n`\"Meat is good. Landfolks don't know about good meal.\"` *She muffled while eating.* `\"Cook... What it means anyway?\"`\n*She continued to feed off her prey while glancing at the two landfolks hoping that one of them would have explained what the hunter meant by 'cook', while even more blood poured down on her curvy body.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Basically, cooking is when you heat it up to make it safe for eating. Also, you'd have to prepare this probably, and bleed it so that the blood isn't constantly filling up your mouth which isn't the nicest thing.\" He moved back towards land. \"I can try to show you if you bring it to land. I can show you if I can find wood or something anyway.\" He shrugged, running a hand through his wet hair. \"Also can dry myself in the process which would be nice.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "He nodded to agree with Ishihara. \"I'll help you get the wood. You might freeze to death if we don't do this fast enough..\" He said as he was immediately on his way over to the nearby woods to pick up the biggest sticks and logs he could find. Unsurprisingly, he began carrying several sticks at a time over to the sand and proceeded to drop them all on one spot." }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*Lumybdis watched the two men moving around to prepare a campfire while finishing her dish. She sheathed her rusty dagger and penibly got out of the water in a grunt.*\n*She hated land, but it was her job. And she had to avenge her fallen tribe. The hunter would probably have been an easy target, but the Brayer could probably have crushed her easily if she did a single bad move. While she had the curves, the charms and the pheromones to distract her preys, she couldn't focus on two creatures at once.*\n*The deadly siren sighted, resolving herself to repel her murderous instinct, at least for now.*\n*She sat on a mossy rock and crossed her legs, looking at the workers which were busy for an obscure reason for her. Her fishy skin was reflecting many colors under the sunlight -at least where no blood covered it- while she waited on the two busy bees.*\n`\"What to do now?\"` *She asked, seemingly bored.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"I mean, we need to start the fire first then also get something to cook the eel with, a sharp twig or something I guess.\" He shrugged, moving to grab two twigs, one of which was very bent. \"Just got to make friction.\" He took of his boots, undoing the laces. After doing this, he tied it around the bent twig. He then rubbed the laces against the other twig, creating friction. \"So, uh.. Other person. \"He glanced up towards Tyler. \"What's your name? I'm Ishihara.\" After a few moments, there was a small fire in front of them all. \"I truly am a genius. \"He muttered, lacking any kind of modesty. \"Get a sharp twig and then impale the eel ,while turning it. It should cook it decently enough.\" He glanced back after seeing. \"Ah.. You ate it. Well, uh, consider this a future lesson in cooking.\" He muttered, looking down, somewhat embarrased." }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "Tyler raised an eyebrow at Ishihara for a moment, then stopped wondering about why he just praised himself. \"Umm, could she just get another one and give it to us? Why not show her how we cook? I mean... She wouldn't need to know, just... She doesn't seem to understand our way of things. My name is Tyler, by the way. The lamest name around..\" Muttered. Everyone else's names seemed strange to him, but he since realized he was just the one with the least interesting name." }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*Lumybdis glanced at the fire, and soon she was absorbed by it. It remembered her of __that__ day, where the sea became red and covered in flames. Her body shivered incontrolably by thinking about her dark souvenir, and her voice reflected her inner fear as well as awakoe her hatred which was sleeping until now.*\n`\"You landfolks... Know better how to kill than merfolks. I won't fish again.\"` *She disdainly declined.*\n*It seemed like the fishy lady really decided to not move at all, staying on her mossy rock.*\n`\"Show me landfolks cruelty. Go hunt animals. And burn them with fire.\"`\n*It would have been hard to know what was happening in her head for the others because of her rudimentary and weird speech.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"I'd happily hunt, but let me dry off first.\" He shuffled closer to the heat, waiting for all his clothes to try and he relaced his boots. \"And why do you say us landfolks have cruelty and that we kill better than your kind? I just saw you slaughter that fish much better than most landfolk could of done, and then you ate it raw and maybe before it had even died. That's pretty cruel in my eyes.\" He frowned, standing up, having dried significantly. \"Besides, I don't know the area well at all, so it might take me a bit to hunt.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "He squinted at Lumybdis for a split second, then looked away again. He spoke to her without making eye contact. \"I'll be honest, you really don't get it. An animal is dead before we cook it. Even then, I hate killing. I have to, or I will starve. I have no money, and I am happy not to. That is not where human cruelty lies, rather war and slavery and torture. Most of us would hate to torture, but only the worst stories get passed around.\"" }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*Hearing those meaningless explanations had no effect on her twisted mind, but they couldn't know. Now those thorny words didn't please Lumybdis at all. She clenched her firsts which were resting on her skirt.*\n`\"No. No! NO! You. Can't understand. Landfolks *ARE* Cruel! But you can't know...\"` *She suddenly crazily shouted in aversion.*\n*She then extended her right arm and opened her hand while an indigo blue sphere was getting shaped. Probably some water magic. The crazy m'lysta then aimed at the firecamp and proceeded to fire her spell on it, which would probably have extinguished the little flames if it hit successfully.*\n\nMana Pool: 142/150```" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"What the fuck?\" He yelled, backing up quickly. A faint glowing white aura would suddenly surround Ishihara, acting as a defense incase she decided to attack him. \"What are you doing? That fire was going to make food for us..\" He scowled, resting his right hand on the hilt of the sword. (apologies for length, im a bit tired(\n\nMana pool: 90/100" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "He jumped back from the sudden outburst. It didn't make sense to him. Was her whole family killed by humans, or something? It sure seemed like it. He looked at her not angrily, but with pity. \"So. You're saying we're cruel, but we can't understand. Tell me, how can we not if we're the ones being cruel?\"" }, { "author": "Lumybdis Abssylla", "message": "*Since nobody protected the campfire, the flame vanished in an explosion of water, making all the wood damp as well as moistening the three persons around the dead fire. Lumybdis only realized what she had done when the sphere exploded though.*\n*Even if she didn't feel sorry, her urge of unwinding herself was satisfied and so, she calmed down, her voice returning to her usual neutrality.*\n`\"Fire... Blinded my eyes. I am sorry...\"` *She lied to defend herself.*\n*It seemed like the brayer already took her in pity anyway.*\n`\"I'll go fish something. Wait. And make fire.\"`\n*She rose from her seat and returned to the sea, dagger in hand.*" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Thank fuck..\" He muttered, calming down. He sat down once again. \"Why did fire blind your eyes? Is that just a you thing or all merfolk? I've never met any of your kind.\" He once again set about creating the fire, a little bigger this time. He also used his dagger to sharpen a twig. \"I'll use this one for cooking I think.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "He huffed and got back to work on finding new sticks and logs that were dry. The sudden 180 she did was suspicious and immediately gave him a red flag, but he would let it slide for now. It made no sense to him. \"Why would she not want us to know why she hates landfolks? It makes no sense to me. She's... Stubborn,\" He said while dropping a log and a few more sticks on ANOTHER pile. \"Maybe it was just an outburst. But if she does this again, I don't want to be seeing her anymore.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "Ishihara shrugged at Tylers words. \"Not got a clue if I'm being honest, she seemed like a very weird person if I'm being honest. Anyway, I don't think I ever introduced myself. I'm Ishihara.\" He extended his hand out to Tyler." }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "His ears perked up as he looked over at Ishihara, then dropped the wood and came over to shake is hand in what he thought was a firm grip. \"You did say your name. Mine is Tyler.\"" }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Oh right..\" He frowned. \"I forgot saying my name, so Tyler, you from around here?\" He moved his hand back, idly rubbing at his heavily scarred cheek. \"Also, you fancy going hunting? I'm in the mood for it now, and I'm very hungry so.. Two birds with one stone kind of situation.\"" }, { "author": "mattthegamer5", "message": "\"I am from Salvainia, yes. But I've been gone for years. I'd say we can hunt together, as long as you kill. I actually... Hate killing. I know that might be really strange, looking at me.\" He pulled his hand back and rubbed one of his horns. He still wasn't used to them." }, { "author": "ninjaclimb", "message": "\"Oh, that's the same as me. I was born here but my parents were pretty poor so we decided to travel rather than just staying here. And yeah, that does sound pretty strange, and as long as it's an animal we're killing, I've got no issues with that.\" He nodded, starting to walk off." } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would sit under a lone tree that would provide a decent amount of shade for him. The tree's branches would sway along with the gentle winds that flowed along the coast line. The tree its self would be found on top of a high hill, that turned into a cliff that would face the ocean. There would also be a dirt trail that would be lifted up and dropped down by the hill, passing the tree in which Horace sat under. Going back to the elf, he'd be sitting up against the tree with his eyes closed. His hood, mask, and cloak would be neatly folded and set to the side which would reveal all of his facial features and figure. He had a thin stubble that ran across his jaw line, that would be accompanied by a scar on his lower lip. The ends of his stubble would meet with his unruly, dirty blondish hair that would sway along in the wind, similar to how the high branches of the tree above him moved. His arms and legs would be laid open before him, though he still wore the glove in which his dagger was contained. The elf seemed to just be enjoying the breeze and relaxing for the moment.*\n\n*Looking up at the sky, it would be a mix of purple, pink, and orange colors. Said colors would streak across the sky in sections which would lead to the sun. The fiery sun itself would be just low enough for the horizon to cover half of it. There were occasional clouds amidst the sky too, though it would seem to be relatively clear.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Coming from not so far away, following the dirt track that led to the sunset, a woman with blue hair and light blue eyes was walking towards nowhere. She looked like a macen but with an unusual hair tone. Mai was wearing her clothes that she normally wore, but without the white cloak that she loved so much, since unfortunately she had to use it as a bandage for injuries caused some time ago. Although the Kemonomimi was walking to try to relax and take a vacation from her day to day, something inside her still worried her. She usually went to that place so she could forget about problems and watch the sunset; But the main reason was to have a good view of the sky, and when it got dark, to watch the stars in the sky while she talked to her mother and brother.\n\nAfter some time walking on the breeze at the end of the day, Mai would see a figure a few meters from where she was, which left her a little confused. She decided to approach and see what someone was doing at that time, after all, she had never seen anyone around here. When getting closer to the person, she would recognize him without much difficulty; It was Horace! The elf who was on the missions she had done, and practically the only friend she had at the moment. A happy expression appeared on her face when she saw that someone she knew, and trusted, was in a place that she always came. She walked over to him with joy in her eyes, despite trying to hide it, and smiled when she spoke.\n\n\"Horace?! How are you?!\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would continue to rest against the tree, though his ear would soon twitch as Mai approached him. His eyes would quickly open as he shot up onto his feet, his hand quickly moving to the other and drawing his dagger out. The elf would look at who ever was approaching him while getting into a fighting stance. The suddenness of his seemingly random threat might of spooked Mai. Horace would soon realize who it was as she called out his name though, and his body would begin to relax as his face looked confused.*\n\n\"M-Mai?!?\"\n\n*The elf would question her as he would stand there normally, sheathing his dagger. He was still a little confused as to how he got there, though he'd choose to ignore this.*\n\n\"Oh! Im good... Sorry if i scared you just now, just a reaction of mine... Anyways, what are you doing here?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai's eyes would widen a bit with surprise, a laugh escaping from between her lips as she saw Horace getting scared. Even though he was funny, he was right to defend himself against something or someone like that. After all, it might not be Mai at that moment. She would come a little closer and offer a hand for a handshake; Her blue eyes showing joy as she approached him. After their handshake, which was probably not ignored, Mai would smile and put her hands on her waist.\n\n\"It's okay! And uhm...\" She paused for a moment, a little hesitant to speak. \"I come here sometimes. I like the view from here.\" She would turn her head towards the sunset, her eyes shining by the light emitted from it. Then, she would return her attention to him. \"What about you? What are you doing here?\"\n\nMai arched an eyebrow to the elf, patiently waiting for his answer. He was probably there to relax, like Mai. Or to watch the view from that place; The sun setting on the horizon and the sea, with those beautiful colors that cheered the sky and the clouds that passed by." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would laugh back, though still slightly embarrassed. Horace would extend a hand as well, firmly gripping hers with rough skin. After she let go, Horace would casually put his hands in his pocket. He would listen as she gave her explanation, nodding in understanding afterwards.*\n\n\"Yeah, i could see why. Its quite a beautiful view... Me? Well, lets just say i over stayed my welcome in a city and had to leave. I was looking for a place to sleep when i found this spot, and decided to stay and rest for a moment. I guess the next thing i knew, i was just calmly relaxing.\"\n\n*He'd chuckle lightly after finishing his story before going back to his spot under the tree. The elf would pat the ground next to him, as if offering Mai a seat. Horace, despite her choice, would watch the sunset with a gentle, subconscious smile.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Oh, so you were just relaxing. Sorry for disturbing your peaceful nap.\"\n\nMai chuckled softly, her right hand arranging her long hair that flew slightly in the breeze. After that, she would accept Horace's offer and sit next to him to watch the sun set and the sea. The real reason she liked that place was because she believed that place was as close as she could be to her family. Despite not being in her kingdom, she knew that from somewhere up there, her mother and brother would be smiling at her. Mai would sit next to the elf, her knees lifting slightly, one less than the other. Mai's right thigh had a slight, faint scar, made by Styx on their last mission. She sat there, watching the sun for a while with Horace before speaking again with a calm tone in her voice.\n\n\"To be honest, I like being here because it reminds me of my mother and brother. My brother loved the sunset, and I always watched it with him.\" She chuckled a bit, a warm smile forming on her lips." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "\"Your fine, if anything im a little happy your here.\"\n\n*The elf would rest the back of his head on the tree, allowing himself to enjoy the breeze once more. The elf's eyes would close momentarily as he relaxed, but they'd open again once she'd begin to speak. Horace would listen to her speak of her family, remembering his own. This would bring a small smile to his face.*\n\n\"Family huh? Care to tell me more?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Well ... My family was quite different than 'normal' families, you know?\" She sighed and turned her head to face Horace. \"My mom and I have always had a good relationship, just like my little brother and me. Me and my father ... It was kind of complicated.\" She would rest her hands on the ground, her claws slowly extending and digging into the dirt. \"When I was 15, I found out that my father was a murderer, and that made me very confused at the time. He forced me to work for him in exchange for my brother and mother's life. So, when I joined his group I got a tattoo, which unfortunately reminds me of that idiot.\"\n\nMai sighed again with a little agony. She felt a tightness in her heart when she spoke of her father, remembering everything that happened and what he had done with her mother and brother. In fact, all she wanted to do now was cry, but she wasn't going to do that in front of anyone, especially Horace. One of her hands went quickly towards her face, covering her mouth and nose. Mai turned toward the sun so that Horace wouldn't notice, or so she wanted. The worst thing that could happen at that moment was to show him what she really was... It was to show that she was not as cold and unemotional as she always was." } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*After pulling her in, the elf would look back at the girl while she gave him her confused and saddened look. He'd brace himself, expecting great backlash, though it seemed not even the smallest bit would come. Horace wasn't entirely used to things like this, showing affection for others and all was... Well, mostly absent from his abilities to say the least. Thinking back, he hadn't actually shown affection to anyone after his exile... Those ensuing cold, lonely nights where he felt truly alone broke the elf to his core. He'd would shake his head in an attempt to forget as Mai began to hug him back. As alien as the feeling was, he enjoyed the embrace. He wanted to comfort and protect Mai as she was a good friend, perhaps... Even more than that. The elf would continue to watch the girl as she spoke through her sobs, listening intently to what she was saying.*\n\n\"Theres no need to apologize... Crying is normal and not something that should be held back. Besides, i consider you as someone very close to me, and i don't want to see you crying either, but when you do cry... Ill try my best to be there for you.\"\n\n*As she looked up, he'd soon notice her tear-filled eyes. A gentle smile would come to his face as he'd try to wipe them away for a moment. The elf would finally notice the darkening sky and how late it was getting. He'd shake his head again, wondering where all that had time went.*\n\n\"Its getting quite dark... Do you want me to walk you to a town so you can get a room? I myself will probably just sleep here until morning.\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"D-Do you c-consider me... Someone close to you?\"\n\nThose words made Mai happy, knowing that someone important to her also had a certain affection for her warmed her heart. And for some reason, Horace was different for her. He made her feel happy, and feel safe, even if the world was ending. Something inside the kemonomimi was starting to warm up, a feeling... A good feeling. As if a flame was heating her inside. And the reason was Horace. Mai stopped thinking about it, turning her attention back to Horace and smiling as she felt his hands gently wipe away her tears.\n\n\"Horace... Do you mind if I sleep here too?\"\n\nMai preferred to stay there, as Horace's company made her feel safer, rather than sleeping in a nearby town inn. She would slowly let go of the elf, resting her hands on the floor on either side of Horace for an instant while her eyes watching him for a moment. After a few seconds, she would sit next to Horace again, her cheek turning slightly red. Wait... Mai was blushing?! What was happening? *Was she falling in love...?*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would nod as she repeated what he had said moments ago. She was probably in disbelief with those words, though he was unsure if that meant she was happy or disgusted. The elf would yawn tiredly for a moment as Mai asked him if she could stay.*\n\n\"Umm... Sure, you can sleep here... Im not sure why you'd want to... It gets pretty cold at night around here so would you want to use my cloak as a blanket?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Horace, where do you think I sleep? I love sleeping on the trees or somewhere in my panther form, I find it much better than a closed room.\"\n\nShe chuckled lightly with Horace, leaving a small smile on her lips as she turned around again to watch the stars some more. Feeling his cloak over her, Mai watched it and noticed its details and movements. It looked like it had been used for a long time, and perhaps even for the elf's entire life. It could be important to him, or not, since he could have simply stolen it from someone out there. Mai would also slightly smell Horace's scent on it, but she wouldn't comment, since it might seem strange that she noticed it. She would then turn her attention to the elf with a curious and attentive look at what he was saying. After he finished speaking, Mai would smile and speak with a calm tone in her voice.\n\n\"Actually, I understand, I don't think it's dramatic. We don't know if we'll be alive tomorrow, do we? So, I think we should enjoy today and watch them a little bit.\"\n\nA child's gaze continued on Mai's face as she talked happily about the stars. She hadn't even realized that she was in that happiest mood while she was with the elf. It seemed that a friend, a specific friend or even more than a friend, made her feel very good and more free to speak and express herself. When the kemonomimi felt the cold breeze of the night hit them, she shivered a little and closed her eyes to feel her cheeks getting a little cold and turning a shade of red. Mai would then look at him again and smile once more.\n\n\"In fact, I'm not sleepy yet. I want to watch the stars a little bit more and relax here. And, well, I want to enjoy that I have a friend by my side.\"\n\nMai slowly snuggled onto Horace's shoulder, so that he could cover himself with his cloak as well, and so that they both felt warmer. Her blue eyes would then look quickly at him, and turn to the ocean reflecting the millions of stars in the sky, and their purple, black and dark blue color. The elf could feel Mai's hand gently holding his arm as she comforted herself better and rested on his shoulder. It seemed that the sky had thousands of diamonds, with its dance that caught any eye." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "\"The trees huh? Ive tried sleeping there once, not comfortable at all. I miss my old bed, you never realize what's important to you until its gone as they say. I guess i took my bed for granted... Among other things...\"\n\n*The elf had no choice but to think back to his child hood. A sigh would escape his lips as he thought of those happy days. Days where he could sleep in a warm bed and wake up to a full breakfast made by his sweet mother. Eating with his sister and then going to work on the farm with his strong father. Then returning home for his mother to teach him and his sister a lesson in whatever. After he'd play with his younger sister, Charlotte, before returning to bed. That was the summary of his old days, but those days were gone now.*\n\n*The elf would look back at the kemonomimi as she spoke again. She seemed to get the gist of what he was saying which made the elf slightly happier.*\n\"No we dont, but thats almost the best part about people like us. We get to live life like everyday will be our last, and one of those days very well could be. To enjoy life now, and to fight for it later, i think thats what makes us people.\"\n\n*The elf would smile slightly as her wonder filled gazed continued. It reminded him of his younger sister when they were still little. This brought a tear to his eye, though the elf would soon wipe it away while looking away from the girl. It seemed the elf was also a little scared of showing emotion. Once the elf was ready, he would look back at her after she spoke. The elf's voice was a little weaker than before, though he'd clear his voice again after speaking.*\n\"Y-yeah...\"\n\n*The elf would attempt to pull himself away from his thoughts, looking back into the sky. Another tear would come to his eye as he noticeably clenched his fists tightly in an attempt to suppress the thoughts.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai glanced at Horace slightly, noticing the change in his voice. She would then have a little pity in her eyes, turning towards the elf and gently removing the tear that appeared in his eye again. He could see kindness appear in her eyes as she watched him, a warm smile forming on her lips. It seemed that he needed to cry now. Mai was there watching her friend, she would then sit on her knees, facing Horace. Her arms would gently wrap around him and pull him close to her, hugging him.\n\n\"It seems that I'm not the only one holding feelings...\"\n\nShe would gently caress the elf's hair, removing his hood if he was still with it on, while her left hand would hug him. Despite not knowing for sure why he was crying, Mai could see when someone needed to let go of what they felt, since she herself keeps her feelings and hides them from people. And she knew that pretending to be okay hurt, and it hurt a lot... She would then speak in a calm and comforting tone.\n\n\"I'm here... Trust me. You can cry. And if you don't want it too, then let's smile and laugh!\"\n\nShe smiled again, holding his head against her right shoulder. She didn't feel well about seeing someone she liked like that... And so a thought came to her; Did she just consider Horace a friend, or was she really starting to love him?" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf's fists would loosen as he felt the girl wipe away his tear. It seemed the roles had reversed in only a few moments. He would look back down to her, a saddened and frustrated look on his face. As she pulled him in for a hug, the elf would slowly begin to break down, a full angry sob starting to form. The elf would wrap his hands around the girl as well, gripping her quite tightly in his frustration.*\n\"Why does it have to be us to suffer!? What did we ever do!? What did our families ever do!? Why only us... Why are we cursed to be alone...?\"\n\n*Thanks to Mai, the suppressed feelings and emotions of over ten years would begin to pour out of the elf. He would sob for a long amount of time before finally calming later in the night. It was quite late now and the moon had been lifted up to the center of the sky. This allowed everything to be lit up by the gentle light of the moon. Once Mai had finished her last sentence, it was made up within the elf's mind that this woman was the one he loved. He had questioned how he felt about her before and the answer had always been \"A friend... But perhaps so much more.\". But now, he was sure that she way more to him than he ever thought. The elf would begin to gently look*\n\n*Horace would gently push away from Mai, looking into her cold, blue eyes with his dulled yellow ones. He would pause for a moment, making uncomfortable movements with his mouth. It was like he was trying to speak but couldn't, until a weakened voice would come out of Horace.*\n\"M-Mai... I wanted to ask... How do you feel about me?\"\n*The elf would wait in anticipation for her answer, slightly embarrassed by the question.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Shh... Everyone suffers, Horace... It may not seem like it, but everyone has something they hide from others. Unfortunately, things happen, right? And we are not alone! We are here, together.\"\n\nMai gently pulled Horace's head so that he would look at her, a warm smile taking over her lips. She wanted to try to make him at least a little bit happier, but she was there to hear him and let him cry as much as he wanted. Then she would let him cry more, her hands gently wrapping him in a hug, even a little tight. It hurt her heart to see who she loved in that state, and not have much to do but support and embrace him. Feeling the elf move away from her, Mai felt her heart race and her face turn a little red with Horace's words. Not a million words would describe how she felt about him... At that moment, there would be silence for a few seconds, and he could hear her speaking in a calm tone in her voice.\n\n\"Horace...\"\n\nThere, Mai could no longer keep the feeling she felt for Horace, even if maybe she was doing the wrong thing, she needed to do this, and decided to follow her heart. She approached the elf again, her right hand gently resting on his cheek and pulling him slightly closer to her, her eyes would change targets, alternating between the man's eyes and mouth. She approached slowly, her eyes closing gently as she felt the touch between their lips. Perhaps unconsciously, Mai had waited a long time for that to happen. From then on, the hand that was on Horace's cheek would gently slide to the back of his head, her fingers running through his messy hair. Her other hand slid over his skin, passing around his neck and resting lightly on the back of the elf's neck. For the Kemonomimi, that was incredible and special. Since on her side, she probably wanted to do this for some time, she just didn't have the courage enough to do that. She hoped that Horace would not reject her. After all, he was the only one who managed to win her heart so far...\n\nThe sky, now starry with millions of diamonds and a shade of purple and black. A beautiful dance of the stars above them, it was as if they smiled at them. The gentle breeze of the night beat lightly against them, making their hair move in the wind, just like the leaves on the trees. Both would be illuminated by the light of the moon, which penetrated between the crown of the tree. For sure, Mai would never forget the night she fell in love for the first time..." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would nod as she answered his questions. Her words gave him a sense of comfort and reassurance that, truly, he loved her. As Horace saw her face turn red, he'd feel a little bad that he was embarrassing both of them during such a moment. Then, the elf would feel her hand against his cheek, pulling him closer as she called his name. His heart would begin to race as he saw her face approaching his own. He expected this, but for some reason it still caught him off guard. It would seem no matter how much you prepared for a moment like this, it would still be surprising. The elf would lean in to the kiss as their lips connected, showing his acceptance. His eyes would close as well as the two kissed. One of the elf's hands would rest against her lower back, gently holding the girl. His other hand would find its self holding the back of Mai's head as well. Despite his age, this had actually been the elf's first kiss.*\n\n*Eventually, the elf would find himself needing to say something. Once again, he'd gently push away from her, deeply staring into her eyes.*\n\"Mai... I just want to say that... That I love you!\"\n*A few moments after his confession, the elf would lean back into the girl. He'd continue their kiss for as long as his partner would permit it.*\n\n*For once in Horace's life after exile, he felt truly happy and content. It was ironic that a thief had managed to steal a girl's heart. Then again, it was true that she had stolen his as well.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Eventually, the elf would push away from the girl after their long kiss. He held a joyful smile on his face, though his eyes would reflect a different look. Horace would gaze into his new lovers eyes, before breaking eye contact to check around. His joyful smile would turn a little devilish and smug as he looked back at Mai.*\n\"Well then Mai, its just the two of us, all alone, on a lonely hill... Can you guess what im thinking?\"\n*It was quite obvious what he was thinking, though his voice would have a sarcastic tone to it. It would be quite hard to tell if he was joking or being serious.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "When pulling back after the kiss, Mai would smile at Horace too and slightly notice the difference in his look. Seeing the change of the elf made her smile a smirk in the corner of her mouth. Whether it was a joke or not, Mai would act the same way, after all how would she guess? She would move a little closer to Horace, slowly placing her hands on each shoulder of him.\n\n\"Ah... I can guess. \"\n\nMai would then gently push Horace backwards, climbing to the top of him and laughing happily. Her hands would rest on either side of the elf, a smile appearing on her lips. She would kiss him on the lips again." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would blush lightly as Mai grabbed his shoulders with a smirk. He was a little caught off guard as he didn't expect her to want to go through with it. Though the elf would soon calm himself as he would smugly ask her.*\n\"Oh, can you now?\"\n\n*The elf would fall over with a light thud as he hit the floor. He would chuckle as well while she climbed him. Horace would look into her eyes with a slightly lustful yet happy look. He would kiss her back as she leaned in, gazing back up at her after she pulled away.*\n\"Well then, shall we?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Mhm...\"\n\nMai would have a little laugh before kissing him again, feeling happy and excited. After that, what can be said is that the night was very long and *Fun* For both of them. The sky still showing its beauty and colors, together with the thousands of stars that sparkled in the darkness and the purple and blue tones that painted the sky.\n\n```Timeskip```\n\nThe next morning, birds could be heard singing as the sun rose, tinting the sky with tones of orange and yellow. A light breeze took the leaves of some trees somewhere, and the gentle sound of the ocean waves made that place special. After a few minutes that the sun appeared on the horizon, Mai would wake up beside Horace with a slight yawn escaping her lips. Her blue hair was messy while her clothes were a little loose. Upon finally realizing she was awake, Mai gently rubbed her eyes, blinking a few times to wake up and see around her. She would look at Horace with a happy look, watching him as he slept in peace. What a night, huh... She slowly remembered as she watched his hair accompany the breeze that hit him lightly. Mai would stay there, watching him until he woke up, her hand gently hugging him under the cloak they used as a blanket." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would wake soon after Mai did, his eyes having a bit of grogginess to them. He would take a moment to rub his eyes, looking around and finding himself entangled in Mai's arms under his cloak. The elf would look down at her, giving her a sleepy smile as he leaned down slightly, kissing her forehead.*\n\"Good morning my love~.\"\n\n*The elf would hug her back, looking over at the morning sky with a content look on his face. Horace would never of expected to be here in a situation like this in the past, though here he was. Snuggled up with a girl after a night of fun. Horace would pause a moment, yawing lightly as well.*\n\"So... Now what? You wanna go get some breakfast?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Good morning...\"\n\nMai hugged him a little tighter and snuggled into his embrace, a noise similar to a purr being emitted from the kemonomimi. She was happy with what had happened, after all, who wouldn't be? She turned slightly, still hugging the elf, and opened her eyes again to see the sky. Soon, Mai's belly could be heard snoring. A breakfast would go down well now. She turned back to Horace and smiled, placing a hand on his cheek.\n\n\"Yes, I'm a bit hungry.\"\n\nMai chuckled, slowly lifting her upper body, supporting herself with her elbow. She would then look in the direction of the cliff that formed not so far from the tree that they were yesterday, seeing the horizon and the waves of the sea. It was also possible to hear some waves crashing against the rocks below the cliff. She would give the elf a quick kiss on the lips before getting up, and fix her hair." } ]

[ { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "Alex would sit with his legs pointed out towards the flowing water, each movement making a crater shaped dent in the sand. He would be healing his knee's very slowly, though somewhat effectively. Having his knee's snapped backwards wasn't the best thing for him. His hood would be sitting in the sand beside him, as his long thick hair would blow as the wind dodge and weaved in between his hair as if it were concrete pillars.\n\n\"This place isn't too bad.\"\n\nHe said this as his voice was now to be heard, a soft but reformed voice, it was clear just from this that he had been through some things that others may not.\n\nHe would shift his legs to a point where he could sit regularly while still repairing his knee's slowly. Wearing a black shirt, brown pants, and a leather jacket tied around his waist, he would sit out towards the ocean." }, { "author": "Raine Cloud", "message": "*Walking down the beach while the waves of water slam into my legs, and the wind blows at my dress, before noticing a man sitting down staring at the waves of the sea, before saying* \nHello, who might you be I dont normally see you around here?" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "He would turn around to the woman in the dress, as the wind seemed to nibble at the dress bottoms. His face would look up at her silky white hair and childish look, thinking to himself whether or not he should even be here. He decided then as he looked at the wet sand in front of him that he would wait it out until he had a reason to leave.\n\n\"My names Alex, I'm nowhere near from around here.\"\n\nHis voice would sound loudly spoken but his voice would be subtle and soft, his eyes would be a deep ocean blue and his teeth nice but not perfect. He had a nice posture and feel to him, though his look would be horrifying, his knee's were bloody and his fingers would be scarred, his right shoulder would be completely destroyed after having his deltoid muscle ripped out.\n\nHe would sit in a similar pose to what he was already, with his left hand rested behind him against the sand as he looked over to the woman, possible child. His torso and body somewhat faced towards her. She would stand out in the brown and sandy colors around her, as her dress and her hair would be like a shining light towards himself." }, { "author": "Raine Cloud", "message": "*Looks at Alex's knee's and right shoulder, before asking*\n\nAre you alright you seem to be wounded pretty badly,\n\n*She would have a look of worry across her face as she spoke to Alex*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "His shoulder would be hanging by a thread almost, as his muscles clung on to each other to stay connected. It would be an open wound, as if someone put an axe through his shoulder. His knee's would be open as well, but would be somewhat repaired on the inside, as the bones stood sturdy and his muscles were being repaired. He wouldn't post much of a threat in this state, but his voice and looks were unlikely to pose a threat anyway.\n\n\"Yeah... I sorta got into a bad encounter.\"\n\nHe would say this as he looked at his knees for a second until his eyes averted back to the woman in white, as her colors made me confused by the vast amount of differences. The blue and white worked together with her look, but contrasted hard against the sand, and the rocks. He would sum it up as fate taking its course as he usually does, and ignore the strange encounter that would soon come around.\n\nHe would flop down on his back lightly as he put his hood underneath his shoulder to block sand from getting into his wound, he would lay on his back as he put his hands behind his head and put his left knee into an arch as his right leg laid flat now. His face looking up at the blue sky that already reminded him of the strange woman to his left." } ]

[ { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Far from any designated path or road is a very beautiful panoramic coastline, one of the more secluded, naturally scenic areas in the Empire's boundaries that is frequented by very few. On this day, Mercy Foxton had chosen to venture that far in order to find seclusion. While she could easily find such a feat in any of the Empire's woods or forests, she chose this beach far South for the sole purpose of watching the waves, and setting up a dainty little camp.**\n\n**Dainty was perhaps the best word to describe her wilderness abode, since it only had a small campfire and bedroll laid against one of the many shaggy spruce trees peppering the area. At last she'd found the perfect spot to set up and relax at. Sitting upright with her legs crossed, she chews on a bar of chocolate in one hand and reads from a book in her other hand, at peace.**\n\n**The daylight was almost beginning to recede, the temperature was starting to slowly descend and the entire coast was getting a farthing dimmer.**" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann continued to trek through the woods some ways away from the local fishing village. They were kind enough there to take care of his horse for him and lend him a pole to fish with. It was a meagre set up, but he'd like to go fishing just a little bit before night hits, even if he doesn't catch anything. He makes his way down the road he peels off on an unbeaten path past a greyish-green rock as per the instructions of the locals. There was a good spot some 4 kilometers (2.5 mi) away from the road._\n\n_He made his way through the dainty brush, and quickly realized he wouldn't have enough time to fish here. Almann decided he might as well get a good look at the coast anyways, it had been a while since he last saw the sea. As he approached closer to the coast, the smell of the ocean permeated the woods, as well the new dew forming as the night fell. The sounds of nocturnal creatures filled his ears as he made his ways through the thicket._\n\n_He loved the fauna and flora of Salvainia, and could see why such a rich landscape lead to the rise of such a powerful empire of macen. He was akin to the sounds of most of the animals and even the sounds of the plants in the region around here. He could tell the different birds and owls from their calls at night, the frogs and lizards from their croaks and creaks, and the sounds of four legged creatures that hid away from their predators._\n\n_Almann decided to take out his pipe and smoke about a kilometer (.5 miles) from his destination. He decided to take a seat under a weeping juniper tree. Occasionally, he would stop and listen just to the familiar sounds around him. It helped him keep his hearing honed. He picked out the call of a fox, the croak of a blue-dotted toad, and the... Turning of a page? Did he hear that right?_\n\n_He remained quiet as he listened again. Yes... There it was. The turning of a page. Was someone reading in this forest? It wasn't hard to pinpoint it, even among the loud sounds that rang out among the trees. He would make his way towards the sound, not that quietly though, he didn't feel startling the person reading._" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**For the duration of her reading Mercy was quietly breathing, taking deep inhales to savor the crisp and clean air that all around, with a twinge of saltiness thanks to the sea. The delicate breathing turned into soft... Trembling shudders, then into a low hum, from Mercy beginning to cry. The book in her hand once belonged to her mother, prior to the disappearance; a tragedy which Mercy tried to forget, but simply could not.**\n\n**It's a story book, homemade, close to being finished however lacking the final seven out of twenty pages, since her mother never got to finish it. It was a project all for the entertainment of Mercy, at her youngest point in childhood. To this day Mercy had kept the decrepit book and occasionally re-read it, for the purpose of reminiscing.**\n\n**However the action only brought out her tears, more so as she approached the final sentences which bled seamlessly into blank parchment.** *\"...For the next morning, the harmonious duo would journey to the well, hand in hand as they warmly relished in each other's familial presence...\"*\n\n**The book was done, Mercy closed it and sighed out loud deeply, wiping her eyes with her sleeve, then biting into the chocolate bar to ease her dejection. She was blissfully unaware of anything else's presence.** (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann could hear crying. It sounded like a woman's sobs. As he made his way closer to the ominous sound he became weary. There were lots of ghastly creatures that would trap travelers by imitating the sounds of a victim of sorts. Beasts from the abyss and forbidden corners of the known world._\n\n_He made his was closer to the sound, still carefully smoking his pipe until the smell of spruce nettles filled his nostrils. It was good herbal smell, and one that prompted him to smother the pipe he was smoking. As he made his way to the measly grove, he finally spotted the source of the crying: a young woman dejectedly munching on a chocolate bar. It was indeed a sorry sight for Almann, but he figured he would have a conversation instead of continuously feeling pity for the poor creature._\n\n_He clears his throat and raises an eyebrow at the woman, with his fishing pole still in his right hand and his pipe in his left. He wanted to first see her reaction to him._" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "***Keep it together Mercy, something's coming!*** **Her awareness kicked into overdrive, hearing a faint footbeat just a few feet away, and Mercy sprung up like a startled cat, dropping her chocolate as she did. Quickly, she faced the stranger that approached her wilderness site, drew her rapier and aimed it at him while making a defensive stance. She did usually meet strangers with hostility, despite her lack of confidence when it came to defending herself.**\n\n\"H-Hey stay back, don't come any closer.\" **She sniffed, quickly wiping her eyes with a free sleeve. It was evident that she was just crying, as her eyes were red and watery. Still, she remained as vicious as a cougar.**\n\n\"What do you want?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann puts his hands up (with his palms out) and laughs. She looked more like a rabid squirrel than a serious duelist all things considered. He would take it easy in terms talking to her, it was clear she wasn't in the right mind currently. She also still had pieces of chocolate stuck to the corners of her mouth, which Almann found hilarious._\n\n_He points at the sword and keeps his eyebrows raised._\n\n\"You're going to kill me with _that?_ At least wipe the chocolate off your face first lass.\" _he smirks_" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Huh?!\" **Quickly, she brought a sleeve up to her mouth and wiped the corners, then looked at the chocolate stains. Her face turned red and she growled in anger, again turning her focus onto the mysterious stranger.**\n\n\"You're one of my Uncle's men aren't you? Well you're a f-ffff...\" **Hesitantly, Mercy tried to blow out a swearword, but for some reason... Didn't. It was obvious that she had the intention to however. Just how juvenile was she? She's also bold in assuming this man's origin.**\n\n\"Grr! I never want to speak to him again. HE KILLED MY DADDY! And I'll get him. I-I'll get Morticus and no-one's going to stop me, not even you, S-SO GO BACK AND TELL HIM THAT... Or f-face me.\"\n\n**Mercy was sort of shaking now, from her body initiating fight or flight hormones and her mind choosing flight, but her heart choosing fight.** \"Talk!\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann could take a guess at this girl's backstory. Her power hunger uncle killed her father for his land blah blah blah. He'd heard it all before. After all, he had been the cause of grief for many himself. He'd killed countless people of all ages and statures before now._\n\n_Decides to sit down under one of the spruce trees next to him. He takes out his flask and takes a long swig out of it. It was cheap booze this time around, he had run short on gold as of late, and couldn't get any of the better stuff at the market. Not that the locals here had anything comparable to the markets and breweries of New Salvainia..._\n\n_Almann wipes his mouth after he takes his drink, and pops his pipe back in between his teeth. He also flips the girl a copper coin, clearly not afraid of her trembling voice and green stance._\n\n\"Do I look like I'm from around here? I don't know who you are or who your uncle is. As for your father, well, welcome to the outside world. People kill, people die, people steal, and they are never brought to justice. It's how it is. However, if you tell me your story, which may be an interesting one, there will be more than just copper coming your way. I'm Almann by the way. Almann Jek.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Ugh. Another talker. Mercy took a hint and quickly sheathed her rapier, and backed away, back to her little spot under her tree. She had a seat and put her back against the bark, burying her face in her knees.** \"You're right. My Uncle taught me that. If it wasn't for his guidance I'd probably be dead by now.\"\n\n**Oh, what irony. The person she hated the most in life also granted her the wisdom enough to survive.** \"Where do I begin... I used to be happy. My mother went missing and we never saw her again... Me and my dad were depressed for several months—Oh, keep in mind this is all happening when I'm... Five years old. So that happened... My father turned into a shut un, and he foolishly... FOOLISHLY trusted *Him* To fill his shoes.\"\n\n**Sigh.** \"I didn't know better. I was just a girl. He was my Uncle, why wouldn't I listen to him? He turned me into a... A curious... A strange... Girl. I-I didn't know he was evil until he tried to make me kill someone, and I couldn't. I-I couldn't, why? Because... My mother would have... Not been proud, neither would my father. So what does my loving Uncle do? He... He BETRAYS me?! Yes, betrays me because I didn't ffffff... GRR! Because I didn't turn out the way he had hoped? So what does he do after that?\"\n\n**Mercy went quiet for a moment, she seemed to think about her next set of words carefully.** \"...Why do you care. You're just a stranger. What's done is done, right? Time for me to move on, act like an adult. I'm eighteen, I can do it. My Uncle was right about one thing, emotions are weakness. I bet if he were here right now, he would spit at my feet for that little outburst... WHAT? WHAT DO YOU WANT, *JEK?* Why are you being quiet?\"\n\n**She attacked Almann, seemingly going into another torrent of dramatic venting.** \"You're just going to sit there and make me say things that make me cry? Is that what you want?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann's eyes had glassed over. He sort of lost her at 'Where do I begin'. He decides to nonchalantly take a puff of his pipe and another hefty swing from his flask. Yeah he had all heard this before. He didn't really have anything else to say at this point. Being a merchant, you can often tell who someone really is by the articulation of their words. Their tone, attitude, vocabulary, and facial expression gave them away. This girl sounded like a lost and frustrated child, rebellious and, indeed, emotional._\n\n_Almann crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow._\n\n\"Are you done?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"No I'm not done. No. I asked you a question, I said what do you want? Y-You found me out here, miles from civilization... You disturbed my camp, made me drop my food and how you're just... You won't even offer to share any of that... Thing in your mouth. That stuff.\" \n\n**Of course, she was referring to the pipe between his lips. She'd seen the likes of it before, but never once tried smoking.** \"I also think I deserve a bit of compensation.\" (" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann chuckles._\n\n\"What? My pipe? This isn't for sharing. I gave you compensation for your time in the form of the copper at your feet.\"\n\n_He points at the ground._\n\n\"I'll give you more if you tell me an interesting story. I want to hear a story.\"\n\n_He crosses his arms._" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Mercy crossed her arms at his rejection to share, and didn't even bat so much as an eye at the copper he mentioned.** \"Hmph. I don't want your copper. I don't need your... Pity or your rewards, what are you some sort of wizard? What, are you going to grant me one wish if my story intrigues you? Well guess what wizard, I just told you everything. There's no more. Nothing else!\"\n\n**Mercy lied. In the eighteen years that she's been alive, more than a plethora of Interesting little events took place, memorable ones worth sharing. The problem is, she didn't think about sharing them at all, and cared little for this encounter so far.**\n\n\"You want a good story... You should read my book.\" **Mercy picked the book up from earlier, and showed it to Jek.** \"My mother was writing it before she vanished.\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann shrugs._\n\n\"It's not pity. I gave you pay, and you give me a story. I promised you more pay if your story was interesting. I am merchant: I don't grant wishes, I deal in coin. But, I suppose your uncle wasn't a merchant, so he wouldn't explain to you the difference between charity and trade. I will tell you, one of the perks of being a merchant is also being able to tell when someone is lying or cheating you out of a deal...\"\n\n_Almann continues to nurse his pipe as it got darker. The orange coals from the smokeleaf he loved illuminating the the area around the end of the pipe. She would end up taking the copper in the morning he'd bet. Someone who lives in squalor and clearly is worse for wear would appreciate any sort of coin from his experience. Unless of course, they are a stubborn and emotional young girl._\n\n\"...But as for being a 'wizard', yes girl, I am a mage. There are no spells I have will grant you wishes you could possibly desire, however. As for the book, I'll be happy to read it with camplight and tell you what I think. Say, if you bring wood for the fire I'll light it for you.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Almann's words filled Mercy with an unexplainable feeling of bitterness. She glared at him, the type of sulking stare a little child would cast on their parent during a scolding lecture. He was right somehow, she** ***Was*** **Lying about not having another story to regale him with. And she hated that he was right.**\n\n\"I'll let you... Take a look at it then. Under one condition, okay?\" **She began to stand up, leaning against the tree with her back facing Almann, she forcefully arched her back and leaned against the tree, stretching her body, popping her joints to satisfy her wearyness.**\n\n\"Ahh...\" **She quickly sighed and turned back around. If she was to go out, she'd do it comfortably.** \"You tell me *Your* Story. In case you weren't already. And I get to ask questions until I'm satisfied!\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann raises his eyebrows and grins. He'd sort of hoped she said that. It would make it easier to open her up to conversation. Though it was no guarantee, people developed this sort of superficial trust in people after they've offered something up of equal value first. He didn't ask her name, and he didn't really care to ask._\n\n\"Sure. Ask away.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Okay... Well, first... Here.\" **She approached him slowly, holding out the book with both hands. At first glance it looked incredibly old and worn, most of the cover was withering away and coarse. It had a title etched into the center and underneath it were the initials of the author,** ***M. F.***\n\n\"Please be careful with it. Remember uh... It was supposed to be finished before I was six. I'm going to be right back, I'll go... Find some wood.\"\n\n**With that, Mercy turned around and waltzed away at a leisurely pace, toward a brush of trees and bushes. Almann's advanced hearing capabilities could probably pick up the sound of Mercy snapping branches and collecting sticks, as well as murmuring to herself.**\n\n\"Gods... I wonder if the chocolate's still good to eat.\"\n\n**If Almann opens the book, he'll be able to tell just what kind of story it was. Clearly the Mother was a seasoned writer, the pages were well written and told a story similar to a young children's novel;** ***To my beautiful daughter Mercy.*** **Is written at the beginning of the first page.**" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_He would pick up the sounds of the girl as she gathered firewood. She didn't seem too motivated. He wasn't that surprised though. Almann inspects the binding and material of the cover, looking at the craftsman ship of the book and anything which might lead to the identity of the author or the girl besides the initials._\n\n_Almann decides to flip through the book anyways and begin reading. He had learned how to read and speak common tongue of the empire from a young age. Almann began to read through the prologue, careful not to spill any ash on the book. Burning it would be a shame. Books such as these are hard to come by, and this is possibly the only copy of this story in existence._" } ]

[ { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**It likely wouldn't take long for Almann to figure out that the book was in fact a memoir disguised in the form of a children's novel, of how her mother's life changed once she birthed Mercy. Evidently, the mother in the story, regards very highly about Mercy and how she felt a radiant energy from her at all times. Unfortunately for Mercy, she didn't exactly turn out how her mother expected her to.**\n\n**Meanwhile, Mercy herself had returned to the campsite hauling a load of large sticks and heavy branches. She dropped them near the fire, then threw one in, it was quickly engulfed in flames and the ensuing brightness illuminated the clearing, it also bled into the nearby area, flickering orange.**\n\n\"I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Mercy Foxton. My mother was Meadow Foxton. You'll read about us in there... She... Really loved me.\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann kept reading through the book. He could read quite fast, a skill which was useful among merchant circles. Being able to navigate quickly through ledgers and more dense contracts saved money and allowed him to make more deals quicker._\n\n_He would go meticulously page by page, reading the narrative and it's nuance. He could tell the story was both well written and something meant for Mercy to read herself. It was entirely subsumed in an intimate tone. Almann was perhaps more surprised this was written by her mother. Mercy didn't strike Almann as a woman of any sort of stature, though her speech and words might've suggested otherwise. Her family, particularly her mother must've been wealthy enough to learn to read and write, a luxury not afforded to many in the empire._\n\n_As he got towards the end of the story, he could tell it had an abrupt ending. It wasn't finished. As she said, her mother disappeared when she was young, and this reflected in the cut off of the narrative itself. This was a book characterized by a mother who loved her child, and the ceasing of such love in it's material form was symbolized by the end of the story._\n\n_Almann closed the book and furrowed his brow._\n\n\"Before I answer your question, was your family well off?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Well off?...Noble? No, we weren't but...\" **Mercy had a seat against her tree, and rested for a moment before continuing. She was in quite a better mood now, the hostility earlier was a product of teenage angst and being startled by a stranger. Now, she was mellow and willing to converse decently.**\n\n\"We owned just a small amount of land in Usauntur. A coastal village. Our farm was very prosperous, we were the main supplier there, we earned a lot of money like that. My dad? He was a merchant for a while, but stopped when he and my mother married. Uhh... Let me think... Wait... I'm sorry, I didn't really answer your question directly. We weren't well off, but we were educated. Why do you ask?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann scratches his chin._\n\n\"I'm curious is all. It isn't often that farmers produce literary works such as these. Education comes with expense and experience. I would wager your father being a merchant knew how to read and write quite well, and it was passed in the family to your mother and yourself.\n\nMany if not most farmers and townsmen are illiterate. They can't read or write, so often they are scammed out of deals. This is why every village has a broker or ledgerman, who makes sure the numbers are right for them. Your family was a main supplier for goods for an entire village, I doubt the land was that small.\n\nEither way it is a good story, a shame it ended when it did though.\"\n\n_He flips a silver towards Mercy and offers the book._\n\n\"Now what questions do you have of me?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**While listening to Almann explain things, Mercy nodded every now and then, to agree with the various things he stayed, such as her father passing on knowledge to the family, such as literacy. He was correct in the assumption.** \n\n\"Mhm... It's a shame alright. Biggest shame in my life.\" **She sighed, reaching out quickly to catch the silver coin and quickly pocket it.** \"I have a lot of questions for *You* Stranger. Why are you paying me to talk to you? That can't be good for... Your business or... What ever.\"\n\n**She scoffed.** \"If you're not a lackey sent by my Uncle, then what are you doing out here and how did you find me? I thought for sure nobody would, this far.\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann continues to smoke his pipe for about half a minute before responding. He just liked stories and information. There wasn't much to it._\n\n\"Because I'm bored. I like hearing the stories of others, even if they aren't that entertaining. Don't worry about my business, it is just fine even in my spending endeavours.\n\nAs for why I'm out here...\"\n\n_He points to his fishing pole._\n\n\"I came out here to fish, there's a good alcove a little ways from here. I happened to be passing by when I heard you in this forest. I wanted to investigate, sometimes banshees and other foul creatures imitate the sounds of someone crying to lure adventurers in. Anything else?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Banshees? Foul creatures?\" **Mercy became intrigued quickly, and wondered just who this person was really. Perhaps it was rudimentary knowledge of the world to know such creatures exist, but Mercy didn't know better.**\n\n\"Do you fight monsters? Do you fight evil demons, or conjure spells to banish the wicked?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_It sounded like a child who had just stumbled in a sweets store and asked the owner what types of candies they had..._\n\n_Almann gave a laugh._\n\n\"I work for New Sunlight part time. They offer quests and contracts to quell issues within the empire. Sometimes we fight monsters, but a lot of the time it's just criminals and cultists. Oni are few and far between around here, so I don't see them that often. They mostly keep to themselves. Holy magic isn't my repertoire, but the schools of martial, empowerment, and conflagration I use all the time.\"\n\n_Almann decides to stand up and unsheathe his sword. Anhet glowed a faint bronze in the moonlight as expected. It was a blade he took great care of and it showed. Almann walks over to an average sized pine tree (about 3/4 foot in diameter), a little bit away from the fire. In rapid succession, Almann casts Veteran's Blow and Brawn of the Old Gods, activating Anhet's Blessing of Strength right after._\n\n\"Observe.\"\n\n_Almann's entire body now glows a bronze color, with his blade pulsing a deep red. He winds up a swing using both hands and puts forth his entire body weight into the swing of the blade._\n\n_It strikes the tree, cutting through the thin bark of the pine, through the main pulp of the trunk, and blows out the back in a singular swing. The tree begins to fall slowly towards the camp, and Almann simulcasts two Bronze Lances into the body of the tree to change it's direction. The two 2 meter long lances dig deep into the newly felled tree and remain inside of its trunk as it hits the ground._\n\n_He uses his sword to cut off a branch from the tree and offers it to Mercy._\n\n\"Hold this out as far as you can from your body, horizontal, to the tip is pointed away from you.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**These strange words Almann was saying, one of which she couldn't pronounce, Mercy didn't know what they meant entirely, but waited until he was finished explained before asking questions.** \"Conflagration? Rep... Pertoire, you should tell me what those mean. I don't understand anything about magic, other than it's great and powerful.\"\n\n**It was then time to observe, as Almann flexed his magic prowess and felled a pine tree with it, leaving Mercy in awe where she sat. She flinched once or twice, unsure whether or not something would bounce back and hit her, thankfully she turned out okay and watched as he approached with a branch.**\n\n\"Impressive.\" **She said, as she took the branch and followed his instructions.**\n\n\"What are you going to do now?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann sheathes his sword. And breathes in an out for a few seconds. He walks towards the end of the branch and takes a deep breath. He casts Fiery Breath: a cone of red hot fire erupts from his mouth, envelopes the end of the branch, and turns it to ash._\n\n\"That... Is Conflagration magic. Magic is divided into different schools. Martial, Projection, Conflagration, Empowerment, Obscuration, Fulmination, Barriers, Conjuration, Displacement, Aqueous, Summoning, Transformation, Restoration, and Detection. There are also utility spells to improve the quality of products as well.\"\n\n_Almann walks back to his tree and sits with his back to it, going back to nursing his pipe and fiddling with a steel knife in his hands._\n\n\"There are many schools of magic, my repertoire, or the ones I am familiar with, are largely combat based ones. The school of Conflagration, or fire spells like the one you just saw. The Martial school, or spells which directly aid you in combat. The school of Empowerment, or spells which aid your overall physical prowess. Finally, the school of Projection, spells that involve flying weaponry and objects, like the lances you saw. There are more combat based schools that I didn't mention, all with their own unique advantages and drawbacks. These are just the ones I know.\"\n\n_He raises an eyebrow._\n\n\"Magic is only as powerful as the users who utilize it. It's based on how much latent mana you have within your body, and how familiar you are with the respective schools you use. There are many who do not use magic who can easily kill and hunt down magi. Magic isn't this huge factor that gives us who use it this automatic advantage. In fact, many people over-rely on it, and are useless when they run out of mana.\"\n\n_He wanted to grill her on her knowledge of combat, perhaps give her some words of wisdom. She was young after all, and didn't look like she had wet her sword yet and actual combat._\n\n\"What experience do you have in combat, girl?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Much like a novice would listen to their master, Mercy did the same as Almann listed off the various schools of magic and the different meanings. For most of his lecture she didn't quite follow along well, it's only when he made an example out of the branch when she partially grasped conflagration. She had** ***A lot*** **To learn.**\n\n**When it was her turn to speak, she took her time and contemplated what else she wanted to know.** \"*My* Experience?\" **She glanced down at her rapier, then back to Almann.**\n\n\"My Uncle would spend hours a day trying to perfect my skills with the rapier, and a broadsword. I never got the hang of it.\" **She sighed, disappointed in herself.** \"I know I'm a mediocre person, all around. It took me an hour to light the fire with my flint. You could have did it by snapping your fingers. Having magic on your side must empower you right? Can I have some too?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann scratches his chin with his right hand._\n\n\"Yes it has it's advantages, but it requires time and practice to get good at. My spells aren't always useful, and when I forced into situations where I have to use other means than my magic I often give poor results. I can't give you magic, but I tell you how to learn spells. Moreover, you should be focused on your martial ability as well, to make up for what magic doesn't cover. Like I said, many mages often become useless shortly after they run out of mana. The best of best are both proficient in magic and physical ability.\"\n\n_Almann decides to stand up and unsheathes his sword._\n\n\"The best warriors practice every day, the same strikes a thousand times so that their next strike eventually become 1000 times better than what it was when they started off. They also take care of their weapons. You may be mediocre now, but time and dedication, which you inevitable put forth, will make your stronger. I say inevitably because this world is too harsh to let anyone mediocre live for long.\"\n\n_He runs his hand along the back of khopesh blade, buffing out some of the scuff marks made by the tree with his fingers._\n\n\"How often to do practice with the rapier? How often to you slash or stab with it? Once a day? One hundred times a day? 1000 times a day? Do you keep it sharpened and polished? What or who have you killed with it? How is your stance? All these things turn a mediocre warrior into a reliable warrior. Just doing the basics keep you safe and sound. Magic wont solve your problems, it only enhances your ability to do the tasks you are already good at. If you are good at nothing why bother with magic?\"\n\n_He sighs_\n\n\"You do not need to be a master of everything to be a master at something. Mastering what you already know makes you stronger than you were before.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Mercy met his wisdom with a little coy scoff, and she shook her head. He was beginning to sound more and more like her Uncle back then, when he Implored her to practice and attune herself. She'd heard it all before.**\n\n\"I see. What you're saying is that magic is actually useless in the long run. Got it. I think I just changed my mind about wanting some...\" **Mercy sighed, again doubtful about herself.**\n\n\"If being proficient in martial arts *And* Magical... Hoohaa is what it takes to be a great mage, then I'm not it.\" **She rolled her eyes.** \"Because I don't practice with my rapier, I just try to remember what I learned already. I'm bad... I know I'm bad, but I'm not horrible, I've defended myself before. I've not killed yet, but when I do I won't be bothered. I know it.\"\n\n**She raised her arms and crossed them over her chest, squinting at Almann now, for answers.** \"Are you really who you say you are?\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_That wasn't what he meant, but she got the memo. Magic wasn't the end all be all to combat and improving oneself._\n\n\"You should still learn some, it might come in handy. As for defending yourself and killing, you wont be ready for it if you've never killed someone before. Trust me.\"\n\n_Almann sighs. Even when he is honest people still don't seem to believe him. This is why he just lies, its far more convenient._\n\n\"Am I who I say I am? I dunno, who do you think I am based on what I've told you so far?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"I *Will* Be ready. If you ever witness me take a life, you'll see. I've seen it done before, my Uncle tried to make me kill another local from Vuni, and when I refused he was killed anyway, I just... Watched.\" **Mercy seemed to lose her eyes in the crackling fire as she retold her story, this one was more grim than her others.**\n\n\"When I refused to do it, he grabbed the boy by his hair and cut his throat, he made me watch them die and he told me that either way, I would kill him. I'm being honest when I say I barely felt anything. I was shocked, but it lasted only a few seconds and then I realized there was no going back.\" (" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann waggled his finger. She clearly doesn't get it yet. He dreads the day she will be forced to kill someone, perhaps someone who she wouldn't never expect to have to kill. Almann had almost been shanked by children in rags more times than he had counted when he ventured in the lower districts of cities._\n\n\"Watching someone else do the dirty deed is not like doing it yourself. Why didn't you kill the boy? Did your uncle just find some random person to make an example of them?\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Because he knew my Uncle was a bandit, and he was staying in our home. The boy, his name was Finnegan, and I knew him from childhood... But he changed as he grew up too. So we were going to confront him and make him stay quiet. This was back when I was under my Uncle's influence, so I wanted to impress the man. I didn't expect him to put a knife in my hand.\"\n\n**She went quiet, real quiet.** \"I liked Finnegan too. But he wouldn't agree to keep his mouth shut. I sort of regret it, you know. It could have been me instead... Killing him. Since then, I've seen a lot of travesties, in my time wandering. I've seen poverty, violence, I've seen famine... I've been hurt, robbed and threatened on various occasions. I try to defend myself, but I'm... I'm too small. I'm just a damn girl! You wouldn't know how hard it is, because you were born with all of that strength.\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann laughed. Harder than he had in a long time. He was almost driven to tears in fact, and almost spit out his pipe in the process. Did this girl think all of this came easy to people? I wonder how much despair she has really seen._\n\n_He wipes his tears away from his face._\n\n\"You are a funny one! I like that. I wasn't born like this girl, I trained and got experience. I was abandoned as a child, forced to be a servant, then apprentice, to a steppe elf khanate in the Moluinwur Steppes. I earned my prowess by killing my rivals in combat to climb the latter to success. I had to broker deals when I was younger than you or get no food for the next day. I had quotas for artisans works that were required or I was disciplined with a rod. But, when I did good, exceeded expectations, contributed more than the others, I was rewarded greatly. I was born a weak macen, away from my homeland, out of my element.\n\nIt was only until recently that I understood the deep depravity of the world. You've seen all that stuff? I've caused all of it. I've been the cause of poverty, violence, and famine. I've hurt people, robbed and threatened others. I've been on the receiving end of it all too. Tell me, do you know what happens to slave communities and hordes when they do not fulfill their tithe (taxes) to the Silnarian Empire? They kill them, enslave them, and torture every coin out that they failed to give their overlords out of them.\"\n\n_Almann stands, grabs his fishing pole, and points a finger at her._\n\n\"The weak, they try to defend themselves, like you, but can never seem to strike the final blow. They never end up defending themselves, not because they are weak in physical ability, but because they are weak in their minds. That is the real reason the weak never last long. It isn't because they cannot lift a stick or sword due to their poor strength, or can't kill someone larger and stronger than them, it is because they lack the determination to live and not just survive.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"H-Hey... Shut up. That's just what I believe. You know it's true, about you being stronger because you're a man.\" **Mercy said, as she filled with indignation from being laughed at. Thinking about what she said, Mercy did see how faulty her statement was, she didn't give it much thought before blurting it out, after all. It's how she was, an explosive, impulsive angry girl with regrets.**\n\n\"Tch, I get it! No need to go off on a rant. You're talking just like my Uncle did, except you're just... More decent, I suppose. You think I don't know these things already? And for your information, you donkey?...I'm not weak. Don't call me that again, or else.\"\n\n**She warned him with unwavering sass and angst in her voice, and she was sending quite an icy stare at the man.** \"I could beat you... Maybe. No, I could. At something perhaps...\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann chuckles again. She thinks of herself too highly._\n\n\"Are you going to stab me with that flimsy rapier? Awaken latent powers and turn me to dust? No you're not, girl. Girls are weak, women are strong. You are still a little girl mentally. I've met plenty of women who I am less than enthusiastic in fighting and competing against because I'd get soundly beaten into the ground. You see that a lot in the underworld and in guilds.\"\n\n_He sighs one last time before walking about through the woods._\n\n\"If you strengthen your resolve you will cease to be weak.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"You're full of it, go away already. Go catch your stupid fish by your STUPID sea, okay?\" **Mercy shouted at Almann as he was disappearing into the trees. She briefly checked the campsite for her mother's book, then went back to sitting against the tree contemplating life. Could she admit that she was just a weak girl? Of course, but hearing it from someone else simply filled her with ire.**\n\n\"Lucky he didn't get me *Too* Angry. Tch.\" (" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Did she thing he couldn't hear her? Almann shoots a bronze lance at the trunk of the tree she was leaning on. Just to scare her a little bit. The lance itself would burying itself on the opposite side of the tree._\n\n\"Take care girl! Watch what you say too! You never know who may be listening!\" _Almann shouts._\n\n_Almann continues to make his way through the woods and back to the village. He contemplated helping her out a bit. She was weak yes, but she needed food to become strong. Perhaps she would do so after having a full stomach?_\n\n_It wouldn't be hard to convince some of the village goers to give her a couple of fish from that day's catch. He could offer them some referrals in the nearest city market, or promise to take their goods to said market and give them a hearty share of the profits. Almann eventually struck a deal with a couple of the fisherman, he would refer their names to the local sea port as potential long-term sailors for some of the more serious merchant corporations in the empire. In the coming couple of the days Mercy should be visited by a few villagers gifting her a little bit of food in the form of a few fresh fish, a couple of potatoes, carrots, and a basic loaf of bread._" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Something hard impacted on the part of the tree trunk behind Mercy, disturbing her peace and startling her quite a bit. She gasped quickly, jumping just a little, before she got up and checked. Son of a... Why would he do that? There's no way he could have heard her murmuring. She came to the fact that he may have had some sort of unmentioned hearing magic, bringing her throat to a little growl.**\n\n\"Not. Funny. Hmpf.\" **She scoffed, going back to her own business; which was lazing against the tree, snacking on some hardtack rations. A small part of her better self hoped she'd see Almann again, for the sole purpose of having company... Who knows.**\n\n```Scene Concluded.```" } ]

[ { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Just one person to man the entire ship? While it was on the smaller side of the spectrum, it was still peculiar that only one man resided there. Seeing as how the stranger's now recognized Mercy, but not yet addressed her, she decided to do it herself. Carefully, she paraded over to the water near his ramp, hand on rapier, icy gaze settled onto his face. They were at speaking distance now.** \"Who goes? Friend or foe? I suppose it doesn't matter. Whether you like it or not stranger, there's a fee I must charge you for docking here!\"\n \n**With that said, Mercy quickly established a tone of hostility and unease for the man before her. She even tightened the grip around her basket-hilted rapier, and seemed to draw it inches from the scabbard, as if she were ready to face off at a moment's notice. Lifting her head, she tried to send a condescending little smirk toward the man, in an attempt to persuade him to acquiesce her farce.**\n\n\"Failure to comply will result in rather... Unsavory results for us both, sailor.\"" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*As the woman approached the sharp eyes of Nikau worked to take in every detail of her. That's what decided life or death- was knowing more of your target than they know of themselves. He noted her garb, impractical for a full time bandit. As he worked with the water his look only broke to spy the tree line, in which he picked up on nothing- heard nothing. The way she approached, the subtle cues in her cautious step indicated she was most likely alone, or so he had to guess. This wasn't the first time in his years of sailing he was cast into another situation.* \n\n*Her intentions were most likely malicious.* \n\n*As she came near, Nikau was able to catch the smaller details of her face. Likewise for her, she could spy the vein like tattoos that covered his face in a rippling pattern that emphasized his expression. Though the paint was worn as if applied multiple days ago. Though once she started talking he responded with a low and matter-of-fact tone.* \n\n\"Oh, I knew it.\" \n\n*Her threat of course caused him to tense up. His hand reaching out from inside the bucket, now full of clear water. Flicking his wrist twice, droplets falling into the sand below. Stepping back a step and his intense pale green gaze falling to her hilt when the sound of hissing metal filled the air.* \n\n*He spoke, his voice deepened at an older age, and a bit raspy in tone. A faint accent barely audible tinged his syllables in a way that nodded to the fact he was not speaking a native tongue.* \n\n\"I see... I assume this fee is everything on my person, yes? I don't think I can do that, young lady. It'll put me in a pretty rough position would it not?\" \n\n*He stood straight up, at a height just below six foot. One hand resting on the lid of the barrel without the bucket atop it, finger sinking into the crevice of the lid. Eyes narrowing back.* \n\n\"Next thing you know I would be running around in the woods like yourself.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Watch your mouth stranger. I'm not 'running' around in the woods, I'm living here to enjoy the solitude, and your assumption is all wrong... The fee is letting me aboard to sail with you.\" **Mercy said, beginning to form a cheeky smile on her lips as she loosened up. Her hand became empty again, letting go of the hilt which previously—and boldy—threatened to draw blade. It seemed she wasn't looking for confrontation just yet.**\n\n\"You thought I was a bandit didn't you? Tsk tsk tsk...\" **She started to amble towards him slowly, making sure to put her hands up at chest level perpendicular to her sides; a sign of yielding, in case the stranger got the wrong idea from her approach.** \"I'll have you know I've been trying to stop. As in, stealing, burglarizing... Robbing at knife point. I'm beyond that now... I've been waiting for a chance to leave the mainland and travel abroad the seas. I just couldn't afford to buy a boat!\"\n\n**She stopped approaching, just before stepping on the ramp. With her hands still raised, she began to propose.** \"I won't have to anymore, now that you're going to take me aboard. Won't you have me as your guest? You wouldn't leave a girl all on her own would you?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Your beautiful *What?*\" **Puzzled, Mercy giggled at the name.** \"Oh I see, that's her.\" **She gesticulated at the ship, with a nudge of her head.** \"Beautiful... She's marvelous and I'm sure she's able to accommodate us both, right?\"\n\n**A wave of relief washed over her nerves, she was thankful for having self-control within the moment where she contemplated drawing her rapier and subduing him quickly. By the look of him... He didn't appear helpless, nor intimidated. If Mercy wanted anything out of this encounter, she needed to be patient. She noted his demeanor, especially the hand which seemed ready to wield a deadly tool against her.**\n\n**Slowly, Mercy lowered her hands in order to unbuckle her belt, in a few flashy hand maneuvers the utility piece came off, the scabbard and corresponding rapier dangling with it. Then, Mercy carefully went over to the stranger to hand it right over without a hassle.** \"If surrending my beloved rapier means I'll get to escape this...\"\n\n**Mercy paused, turning her head around to glance at the land behind them, and sigh. She was clearly troubled about her sentiments here, of the Empire.** \"...Let's just say I've had nothing but trials and tribulations here, and I'm eager to leave it. What do you say stranger?\"" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*He made no further comment on the name of his vessel, seeing as the strange name would confuse anyone who did not know the language, though that was a matter he allowed to slip back into the recesses of his mind. Though he nodded at the final comment.* \"She's able to hold up to four in the cabin with enough comfort to ward off insanity.\" *He put simply. The entire span of the ship was about perhaps the size of decently sized home. For simple voyages in shallow waters, and mobility up rivers. Small enough for Nikau to man and have access in-land, but large enough for extended trips. Which he usually took.* \n\n*He planned on treating this like any other ferry job. Have a passenger on board for a while until they decide to depart, the usual. Happy to see her comply when she removed her sword belt. Releasing his grip on his own hilt he nodded his thanks and tossed the belt and sword over his shoulder. The blade over his back and out of supposed reach.* \"It won't go anywhere, we'll see if you get it back.\" *Was all he said, before letting her go on.* \n\n*Glancing to the land among the sea he nodded slowly, tapping his booted foot against the sand.* \"I see. Too long in one place I presume. I know the feeling exactly, lass. Though for all I know you could be on the run after murdering a baron.\" *He said with a small laugh, before shaking his head.* \"Not a concern until the time comes.\" \n\n*Finally he reached out his hand in greeting, his palms rough and callused from their constant friction against ropes and pulleys.* \"My name is Nikau.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"Hmhmhm, well you're charming, Nikau.\" **She'd comment with a humming chortle, then reach out to meet his hand with hers. Once they joined, Mercy's grip was rather lax, lacking strength on her end. Unlike Nikau's callus palm, Mercy's was what most would typically expect from a woman; a soft, feminine ardor, and if she gets close enough, Nikau might be able to pick up the scent of pleasant aromatics, ones she used on herself when bathing in streams or ponds. The fragrance was lavender-ish, with a hint of unpleasant must, that of unclean clothes.**\n\n\"I'm Mercy. Where did you come from, huh? This is the South-Eastern coast, so I presume... Dezabia.\" **Without further ado, Mercy began to step further up the ramp, tempted to enter the ship without him. Turning around, she faced him, having gone behind and stood there with her arms crossed. Still, she offered mutually amiable expression.**\n\n**She waited for his response, or an indication from him that allowed her to enter the ship, or perhaps assist in any way.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*He smiled at the compliment.* \"Oh no you've just caught me on a good day, lass. The wide open sea and a ready mind- along with some sort of candles I bought off some elf merchant. Supposed to relax the mind...\" *He said, trailing off with a chuckle. She returned his handshake, and he took the moment to observe a bit closer. She wasn't one of the few forester women Nikau came across- hardly a job for a lady though they were out there. She kept herself in a clean manner, her hands smooth and expression not gnarled. Skin not grimy. She was a Macen of course at first glance, like Nikau, though what type was the question. Perhaps he would figure out soon enough if she was on board. Having another with him made the trips and chores much easier.* \n\n*With him she would find the smell of sea all over his body and sailing clothes. A bit of dirt smudged around his hands and a bit under his eye where he may have wiped it. Faded face paint still noted. His longer brown hair was tied loosely back into a sort of bun with wooden pins, but well combed. His eyes constantly seeming to scan every detail of the world, pale green in color as if the ocean itself was trapped within them. With every grin he seemed to be missing one tooth near the forefront, though they were kept from rotting with a bit of brushing from sage and salt. An old stereotype that traveling sailors valued their smiles when wooing women of foreign lands. Small stubble of facial hair also dotted the lower portion of his face.* \n\n*He eyed her as she stepped farther up the ramp. But made no move towards her. Instead he once more grabbed the bucket, from her angle she could see he was slowly treating every ten liters with a spell. Before dumping it into the barrels lined with treated leathers to prevent direct rotting contact with the wood and affect the water's cleanliness. Speaking as he set back to work.* \n\n\"Close, Mercy, I've just come from the city of Kal. Same direction though. Following the trade winds.\"\n\n*He paused, swatting at a bug in the air.* \"Then I visited Shasaek just north of here. Finished a job. And now we are pitched south, back towards the Straits.\" *Nikau turned and nodded up the ramp.* \"Why don't you go meet the ship.\" *He put plainly. He held confidence in this move, his system being traditional to his people alone no one would figure it out in these lands. So he didn't worry about his ship being stolen. Besides, the more he checked away the more safe this situation seemed. The weight of Mercy's rapier over his back also allowed him to stay assured.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*He was caught slightly off guard with her excited attitude as she emerged from the lower deck. Eyeing her for a second, unable to stop the small smile that tugged at his lips. Nodding in response to her question, he walked over near the mast. Making a quick trip to remove the anchor from the sea below. Stepping back towards the mast with eyes scanning the environment around him, feeling the wind before grabbing one of the ropes and unwinding it from the tied position, before pulling downwards with strong and consistent tugs.* \n\n*Above them the two triangular sails would fly out of their binds, catching both sunlight and wind into their full shape. The symbols painted onto both of them now visible, tribal design in something that seemed to signify the wind itself. Nikau was quick in his work, saying little to nothing. Not seeking any help from Mercy as she would be quite lost overall. Soon after this the ship would adjust with a small rupture. Before slowly careening forward in slow movement, the sounds of the sea breaking before her body filling the air. Nikau with experienced and fluid movements adjusted a number of ropes, pulling, tightening, notching, before tugging one downwards and the sails above angled lower to where Nikau spotted the wind. Their speed greatly increasing, and after a few rocks they were traveling southbound across the water, the shore behind them slowly growing smaller and smaller. The flyboat journeyed about eight-hundred meters off of the shore before Nikau pitched the ship and they followed the distant coastline south.*\n\n*Finally, as he continued to adjust and move the many ropes. He spoke with a small smile on his face, eyes looking on.* \n\n\"We are following the trade winds southwest. As they blow that way during this season. Though at the islands we may break off and head for the desert nations of the south. As I am also tired of the Empire...\" *He said with a slow nod.* \"I'd get comfortable, it's quite the voyage.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**Mercy would be silent as well, while Nikau went swiftly to work releasing the sails and operating his ship, which she wouldn't have known where to begin had he asked her to assist him. She went to the center mast and clung to it softly; she'd felt the floor sway and rock with the sea's current, and became rather anxious. This was her first time being out at sea in her life. It meant that sea sickness and other shocking ailments were imminent.**\n\n\"Oh my... Why do I feel sick? Did you cast a spell on me?! Wh-What are your plans?\" **Mercy inquired loudly and angrily, looking behind the deck and at the land in which they've just disembarked from. It was already in the distance, as a blurry panoramic coastline behind a vibrating mirage. It was the real deal, they were at sea, and wouldn't see land for many moons.**\n\n\"No... I-I wasn't ready.\" **Her arms roped as far around the wooden mast post as they could, gripping for dear life as a panic attack was in motion.** \"...You read my mind didn't you?! You read my mind a-and you knew I was going to kill you in your sleep... S-So you stole my rapier and trapped me in this ship knowing I couldn't sail with it, because only you know how.\"\n\n**It all came out at once. Her plans, her fears... She couldn't be bothered to control herself now.** \"I should have known, magic is a villain's tool and you can't be trusted... Take me back! I want to go back!\" **The girl's face was pale and shocked, she grimaced at the floor with her eyes closed, shivering, terribly afflicted by her own anxiety...**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*He worked away with the ropes, their speed rapid and consistent. The sea passing by them, waves lapping against the body of the sea, misty spray coming up the deck and gently landing onto them. Nikau himself was well accustomed to the bobbing movements of voyage, his legs staying stable and his gaze unwavering. Tying down the ropes in hand they continued along without him needing to hold onto the ropes for now. Just as the shock of Mercy grabbed his attention.*\n\n*Looking over, he raised his brow in surprise at her swift accusations. Though one of her sentence caught his disgust. Murder him? Why he expected it from every passenger though he didn't expect such a young girl to plan on it, let alone admit to it. Though he knew what was happening, and it wasn't magic at work... Though he was still taken aback at the sudden change in the situation.*\n\n\"In my sleep huh? Well of course I didn't trust you the second you boarded my ship. That's why I have your rapier... Stand up! Quit cowering you fool of a girl! This isn't magic at work! You just haven't gotten your sea legs.\" *He said in a raised tone.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "**Mercy's eyes were tightly shut, and her grip on the mast remained strong. However her petite body still trembled with unease, and the horrible knot in her belly grew with her apprehension.** \"NO! N-No no no, NO! Y-You're just saying that... I know you have plans, you have plans! Take me back before I attack you like a cornered feline.\"\n\n**She grumbled, looking at the floor still, her face cowering behind her arm.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*Nikau slowly begin to step forward. Careful in every movement with a hand outstretched towards the cowering girl. His eyes watching for the slightest movement after he threat.* \n\n\"Mercy! You are mad! Step away from the mast and we will have a word.\"\n\n*He wanted to address her intentions on his ship of course, though the young girl had a potential danger to her. One he had to deal with in a way he was still thinking of.* \n\"I'm not the one with the malicious intentions here...\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"PLEASE!\" **She shrilled, her voice delicate, but loud, almost crying. Nikau's continuous advance and doubt left Mercy no choice...**\n\n\"I said NO!\" **With vicious speed, Mercy's right hand (the hand behind her body, mostly out of Nikau's sight) dipped to her belt, reaching under her shirt and into her pants clutching the concealed dagger's hilt and it was drawn with equal speed. She lurched at him, holding the 7\" Dagger in a stabbing motion.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*He was close to speaking when his gaze caught the slight movement of her hand just out of his sight. Out of instinct his feet spaced apart, eyes going wide with her sudden shout and lurch towards him. Almost staring down the blade of the dagger as he narrowly dodged the lunge, soon finding his heartbeat jumping and staring at the outstretched arm of Mercy. Seeing that she was now in fight, he wasted no time- while still in motion from the dodge he slammed the palm of his hand against her shoulder harshly to propel their two bodies apart. Standing before her, in a fighting stance.* \n\n\"*Aue!* If it is a fight that you want, then so be it! Maybe you'll gain some sense when this is over!\" *He unclipped the rapier from around his torso. Tossing her weapon with a heave up into the ropes above them, before looking back to the girl. Raising his hands.* \n\"I will not hurt you...\" *He said quietly.* \n\n*He then shuffled his feet, facing her in a full fighting stance.* \"*PAKANGA!*\" *His voice boomed.*" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "\"You won't hurt me but I'll **Kill** You Nikau.\" **Mercy said, now hunching forward a little as she got into a threatening stance. The hand with the knife was in front of her whole the other hand was off to the side next to her hip, open for grabbing when she got close enough.** \"You'll regret not using a weapon.\"\n\n**Mercy found it incredibly hard to focus with her stomach aching and now, heart pounding madly from adrenaline. Despite her affliction she still began to step forward, moving around so they would be circling, until one made a move. The slow dance lasted only a moment, before Mercy lunged at him, knife high above her head stretched out, it came stabbing downward at Nikau's chest while her other hand reached for anything on his chest to grab onto.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*Her tone and threatening nature was one of seething hatred. Nikau drawing the conclusion that this was most likely not her first fight, though she was afflicted as a virgin of the waves... And this was his own ship, his own environment that he would excel in. Also he had confidence in the fact there was more skirmishes to his own past simply due to age.* \n\n*His sharp eyes watched her every move, the gaze of a sharpshooter yet he did not have his bow- as he didn't need it. Tensely they circled each other as the ship rocked under them. The spray of the sea dusting them over, the wind tossing loose parts of their person. Suddenly Mercy made the first lunge, Nikau shifting his weight with the rolling of the waves unlike the girl did in her own quick charge. On the defensive he was able to sidestep narrowly again, feeling her hand tug at his shirt let him know she had attempted a grab. Putting Nikau more on edge. He brought his foot up with a heavy kick into her side mostly to put distance between them.* \n\n\"You challenge me in my own environment, Mercy! All you have to do is lay down your arms, I mean you no harm!\" *He stood once more before her in his defensive stance, without his spatha drawn he didn't dare get near. He had to stay on the receiving end. And hopefully speak her out of this.* \n\n\"This fight is pointless! And you know it!\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**This whole duel was indeed rather pointless; an unfortunate result of Mercy panicking and losing control of her anger, which had been pent up and aching for a release. The environment was without a doubt against her as well, the elements from the wind, water splashing and rocking ship played a part in her failure to make a maiming hit.** \"AHH!\"\n\n**She screamed, the kick to her side not only staggered her but unbalanced as well, combined with the slippery wood beneath her and a gust of wind blowing hair all in her face, Mercy lost her fitting, slipped and fell. Although her arms absorbed most of the fall she was still rather obsessed with proving** ***Something.*** **Perhaps Mercy was looking to impress herself by defeating Nikau on her own? Maybe. Whatever the motive was, it enabled her to continue.**\n\n**She didn't seem to be in the speaking mood anymore, his pleads are met with nothing but an icy scowl while she got up, stumbling for the mast to balance herself again, the ship was swaying madly by then.**\n\n**A moment of repose came, that's when Mercy narrowed her eyes and started a dash toward Nikau, with her arms in the same position for the same purpose; one to grab, the other to stab. Only this time Mercy had a cheeky plan in mind. She did not mimic the same pattern as before. Instead she swiftly halted her dash just as she was within arms reach of him, to feint her swing and hopefully catch him dodge again. If she made a correct prediction, she'd at least be able to land a grab.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*The kick worked, Mercy losing her balance and sent a good distance away from Nikau. He took a few steps back, staying in the stance as she tumbled. Eyeing her back as she slowly arose. The ship was going at its same speed, though hitting some choppy waters that rocked the deck. Once more they slowly began to circle each other again. Deadlocked, he waited for her to charge again. When she did he began to perform the same move though was caught off guard by her change in strategy.* \n\n*As he dodged he caught that she feinted her swing, a bit off-balance his steps were badly placed in his dodge from her next stab and grab. Cutting past his side, tearing the fabric and drawing a shallow wound. The girl then grabbing him by the shirt as well with a harsh yank, the fabric of his shirt tearing away into a large hole and revealing a collection of bandages and parts of tattoos on Nikau's body, along with the graze wound. Her grip was harsh and violent, Nikau returning with a grab onto her dagger wrist and their other arms interlocked. He was an older man, with the strength of sailing labor... Though for a few moments they struggled in that position before Nikau mustered enough strength to harshly twist the wrist of Mercy. Hopefully in a way to where she dropped her blade, at the same time with a shove to the opposite direction. Nikau feeling the deck below him with a trained sense for the right moments to perform these actions.*" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**At last Mercy's plan was effective and she was able to grapple with him, their feet shuffling beneath them during the scuffle, which ultimately saw Mercy's defeat at the hands of Nikau's masculine strength against hers. Her wrist is badly twisted, it elicited a quick and sharp cry, followed by some whimpering as Nikau's hand shoved her away. The knife was at his feet, sliding along the deck with every sway or movement.**\n\n**Mercy lost her balance again, this time it was as she fell back, against the wall of the quarters. That seemed to be the end of her aggression, she didn't try to get up again, but propped herself against the wall, holding her wrist and seething in pain; her eyes even welled with tears. She gave Nikau a quick glance, and appeared sad, sulking from about failure... Or perhaps she was overcome with guilt, since her anger was subsiding, she began to realize her actions.**" }, { "author": "Nikau", "message": "*Once the knife clattered to the ground, Mercy was shoved back as planned and against the wall of the cabin. Slumping down in a stagger once more and finally, not getting up again for the few moments that Nikau stared at her. Breathing heavily his gaze was intense and unwavering, before finally he allowed to break eye contact seeing as the girl was defeated. Sighing, his left hand fell a top of the wound at his side. Looking down at his palm it was stained in red, though it was nothing major... Only breaking skin. Silence filled the deck save for the rushing sounds of a voyage around them. Nikau leaning over and picking up the dagger at his feet. Cutting off the almost severed part of his shirt and bunching the cloth up, pressing it against his wound just below the bandages and among the tattooed markings.* \n\n*His eyes looked out ahead, quickly rushing over he pulled and nocked a few ropes with his hand. The ship lurching slightly as it slowed down and the direction was altered to face more away from the coastline they could have potentially hit. Heart pounding, he said nothing while tucking the dagger away in his belt and pacing about. Before turning towards Mercy and stepping towards her with his free hand resting on his spatha. His expression the usual stoic gaze, though a tinge of anger filled his voice when he spoke.* \n\n\"Did your sense come back?\" *He said, stopping before the girl.* \n\n\"An attempt on my life should be met with death. But there is nothing worthwhile in ending your beginning life. Especially with such a fighting spirit... Besides, it is not the right thing to do I suppose.\" \n\n*He paused, before gesturing harshly with his hand.* \"Stand up.\"" }, { "author": "Mercy", "message": "**There was no retort at Nikau's first question for her, regarding her sense. It was evident that the girl was done trying to fight him, since she was not only disarmed but quite rattled as well, still affected by sea sickness, she was still trying to suppress a pain in her belly, now she had to hold back tears, as she was afraid. Afraid for her life.** \"No. I'm not going to stand up... You hurt my back when you *Threw* Me...\" **Sniffle.** \"If you want me to get up, you'll have to **Make me**...\"\n\n**Even in her state, Mercy was still remarking at him with sass and aggression in her tone. Her sad look shifted into a glare, then she looked away, at her wrist, which was turning red.** \"Don't expect me to do what you want just because you got me...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "**It was a peaceful night at the beach and Renae was sitting in a rock contemplating the sea calmly**" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "*Bain walked across the sand, watching the sea. He had his uniform on but with the jacket off. His bone white hair flowed in the wind, nearly glowing against his pale grey skin. He didn't take notice of the woman that was sitting on her rock.*" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*Renae heard the crunch of the sand under his steps and turned around*\n\n\"What a lovely night to contemplate the ocean, it looks very calm\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "*Bain turned and looked at the girl. His hand went down toward the sword at his hip.* \"And who are you?\" *His red eyes are unflinching and unwavering as he watched her.*" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*Renae looked at the man calmly ignoring his hand, and she put her hands behind her head jokingly* \"Calm down, im just a girl defensless girl watching the stars\" *As she said the word defensless she pulled a little dagger from her head and started playing with it*" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "\"My apologies, I don't do well with strangers. But I must ask, why are you out here?\" *He walked around her.* \"Other than watching the stars.\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "\"Recently i've been wondering through this lands and I heard some rumors about a special treasure in this place, in the end I couldn't find it\" *She said while looking at the moon* \"I found this rock tho\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "\"Alright, I guess I'll leave you be then.\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "\"Wait a minute\" *She looked at him with a serius face* \"I havent heard your name\"" }, { "author": "khylil", "message": "Bt: *He turned to her and raised an eyesbrow.* \"Bain Teram, what is yours?\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "\"Renae Soranus at your service\" *She said as she smiled*" }, { "author": "khylil", "message": "Bt: \"Its a pleasure in sure.\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*She looked at the sky for a second and then responded* \"The pleasure is mine\"\n\n*She thought the guy was quite interesting, perhaps she could invite him tl travel along with her for a while*" } ]

[ { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "*Bain began to walk away but stopped. He looked and knelt down, picking something from the sand.*" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*Renae looked with curiosity* \"What's that?\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "*Bain lifted a small eye sized stone. It was silver with blue strands flowing through it* \"A gift for a friend.\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*She looked at the stone with curiosity* \"What friend?\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "\"Someone I have gotten to know recently. I'm pretty sure she is the only other member of my kind. I am to meet her soon.\" *He pocketed the stone and closed his eyes, thinking.*" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "\"Sounds like a very interesting person\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "\"She is.\" *He opened his eyes and turned away.*" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "\"Where are you going? If im allowed to ask\" *She said with curiosity" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "\"To go meet said friend. I made a promise that I intend to keep.\"" }, { "author": "shafulafu", "message": "*Renae stood up slowly from her rock, she looked at Bain directly in the eyes and said* \"Well, good luck meeting your friend. You sound very excited about meeting her so i shouldn't stop you\"" }, { "author": "Bain Teram", "message": "*With a simple nod he began to walk away, throwing his jacket on as he went.*" } ]

[ { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*A figure cloaked in fur looked out at the sea from the base of a cliff, wind whipping at his hair. From behind, the figure appeared Macen, with glossy blue/black hair, and a shorter stature. Opposite to where he was facing, much further down, there was a small encampment in within an alcove of rocks, shielding it from the harsh winter weather, and the gales of the sea. The black haired figure hummed quietly for a few moments, quietly starting to sing as he looked out over to the nearby bay, observing the corpses of fallen ships littering the rocks below.* \n\n\"Rise with the moon go to bed with the sun, early to bed and you miss all the fun..\" \n\n*His words were quickly carried away by the wind, likely alerting any prospective scavengers amongst the naval graveyard to his presence. Either way, he was out in the open, and was easy to spot from far around. An odd thing about the figure is that it didn't seem to have any weapons on it, despite the inherent danger that came with the location...*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "The silhouette of a woman could be made out, heading towards the cliff's edge. They didn't seem to have noticed the figure yet, or didn't care. Although, they weren't particularly stealthy about their approach, the crunching of leaves and twigs under heavy metal boots was quite audible. As the figure came more and more into view, their height was the first thing that was notable, being quite tall for a woman, especially a macen.\n\nA monstrously large blade was visible, carried hilt pointing forward in a hand. The woman's other hand was occupied with a flask, more than likely booze, which the macen was currently guzzling. More details of their figure became obvious as they left the shade of the trees, the long red jacket they wore, their mess of long silver hair that covered half of their face, and their singular visible yellow eye.\n\nShe called out to the figure as she approached, her voice somewhat rough and scratchy, \"Hey, please don't jump or something... Dunno what you're muttering about but I've seen enough things go to shit for one day.\"" }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*The figure turned his head slightly at the noise, but then turned back to face the crashing waves. He continued to hum, singing a little bit more of whatever it was he had gotten into his head,* \n\n\"I'm a member of the midnight crew, I'm a night owl and a wise bird too, home with the milk in the mooorning-\" \n\n*Ishikawa turned back to the figure fully now, having been addressed. He hadn't been sure if she were friendly initially, so he chose to act as if he hadn't seen her. What met her gaze was the face of a young man. With his height he could be mistaken for a teenager, though his thin face and dark bags under his eyes seemed to point away from that. His eyes were an icy, striking blue, with silver flecks laden throughout, and an almost permanent blush lay across his nose and cheeks, slightly hiding one grouping of many of the faded pox scars that marred his body.* \n\n*Ishikawa smiled gently in a solemn way, gently speaking. His voice was smooth, with a somewhat posh accent.* \n\n\"Ah, don't mind me, miss...\"\n\n*He stepped away from the edge of the cliff, showing that his frame was much smaller than one would initially think, due to the heavy fur coat that was draped on his body.* \n\n\"I heard rumors of a creature that lures ships into the rocks with song, and wanted to see if I may be able to draw it out...\"" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"Oh? What kind of beast?\" The woman approached the cliff side where the man stood as she spoke. Her voice lightened somewhat as what he mentioned seemed to be enough to drive her mind off of whatever was currently bringing her to drink.\"\n\nUpon closer inspection of the woman's face, as she stepped nearer, the fringes of a black eye patch were notable underneath the shroud of messy of silver locks, and a slight bloodshot-ness to her visible eye. The rest of her expression was nothing of note, simply keeping blank with the slightest hint of intrigue.\n\nAs she reached a stand still near him, she plunged her blade into the ground, resting on it and swiveling her head slightly to face towards his. The weapon was a behemoth in it's size, and had a large crescent tip compared to the normal point of your average great sword." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa shrugged, grinning slightly.* \n\n\"Well, you see, that's the thing about it. All physical descriptions of it vary from person to person, as if they were only seeing what they wished to see.\" \n\n*He looked off into the distance, taking a glance at the port kilometres away off the coastline.* \n\n\"It sounds like something I've read of, a Siren. Though I haven't found any true accounts of their existence quite yet.\" \n\n*The monster hunter brushed some stray hair from his face, raising an eyebrow as he eyed the rather large sword she carried.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"Now, why try to kill a thing like that? If it's just some... Thing... That takes forms people are happy with, what's the point? Not like it's hurting anyone.\" She'd reply, her tone calm with a hint of intrigue as she cast her one eyed gaze across to him, probably not being far from off equal his height despite her bent posture.\n\nShe'd gaze out into the distance with him for a time, simply remaining in silence as she listened to him speak of the apparent beast's name. The golden eye with it's barely noticeable slitted pupil studied the patterns of the waves, and their unending war against the rocky graveyard below, as well as taking note of the port. She relaxed significantly as she stared out onto the waves, her breathing and demeanor becoming far more controlled.\n\nShe'd notice him taking an eye to her blade from the corner of her eye, her gaze turning to him as she spoke. Her voice was calm and had a relaxed air about it as she replied to his questioning stare, \"Interesting shape, isn't it? You don't see these that often around here.\"" }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa tilted his head, sitting cross legged on the ground. He figured they wouldn't be moving for a good bit.* \n\n\"You assume killing it is my intention. No, I try to kill only as a last resort. Ideally, finding it would allow me to prove it's existence, but also perhaps persuade it to stop luring ships into the bay.\" \n\n*Ishikawa leaned on one arm, raising the one of his knees so that he could take more of a relaxed posture.* \n\n\"I am a monster hunter by title, I suppose you've figured that out to some degree..\" \n\n*Ishikawas eyes continuously wandered towards the ocean, as if he was drawn to it in some way. Likely not in any sort've meaningful way, just a deep curiosity and fascination with it existing under the surface.* \n\n\"Hm? Oh, yes... It's quite... Large.\" \n*Ishikawa murmured,* \n\n\"Even in the many places I've traveled, I've never seen something such as that.\" \n\n*He looked at the ground, a smiling, but wistful look on his face.* \n\n\"I suppose today is a day as good as any for firsts. The first time seeing a sword of that type,\" \n\n*He paused,* \n\n\"And the first time I've ever seen the sea.\"" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"You're not well traveled then, are you? New to this sort of thing?\" She'd tilt her head, glancing down at him as she spoke, with a hint of amazement was in her voice, that he hadn't seen the turbulent beauty of the sea before. She continued replying to him, \" Executioner's weapon, if you were curious. Made for necks too thick for your normal sword, and people not fond of axes.\" Her tone was matter of fact as she stated the massive of hunk of steel's grim original purpose.\n\nShe'd pull herself into a sitting position beside him, knees pulled not far from her chest, with her arms rested and head rest atop them. The woman remained relaxed as she continued staring out onto the sea, listening into whatever his response might be." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa thought for a moment, speaking softly, nodding.* \n\n\"I lived at my families estate for the majority of my life, never traveling much farther than the next town over for the most part. I'm still young, so I haven't had much time to adjust to... All of this.\" \n\n*Ishikawas eyes twinkled, and his voice was gentle, sounding as if the strong winds of the sea could blow it away with ease.* \n\n\"I wouldn't trade it for the world.\" \n\n*He looked back to her, having a neutral expression at the mention of killing. He didn't seem to have an outward problem with it.* \n\n\"Interesting.\" \n\n*Ishikawa would allow himself to sit in silence with the woman, simply sharing a quiet moment of appreciating the pull of the waves with her.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"I wouldn't uh... Recommend continuing what you're doing if that's your upbringing.\" She'd reply in response to hearing of his origin, shortly continuing on with her response, \"Hunting beasts and really mercenary work in general isn't something for the faint of heart. Things get bloody. People die. It's not a fun business.\" Her tone was serious as she turned her head to stare at him, a firmness in her gaze and expression.\n\nShe'd sigh as she turned her gaze back to the ocean as she asked him a simple question, \"I never caught your name by the way. I'm Ikari.\" Her tone relaxed with the far simpler and less serious question." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa shook his head, a more serious look falling onto his face.* \n\n\"No, I was raised for this. Hunting things, beasts...\" \n\n*His voice dropped lower.* \n\n\"People...\" \n\n*He reached into his things, gently taking out a letter with a wax seal on it. It hadn't been broken.* \n\n\"The life of a dedicated hunter is what you could call my birthright, or at least that was the intent...\" \n\n*He stared disdainfully at the letter for a moment, before shoving it back into his things.* \n\n\"But intent is far different than practice.\" \n\n*He met her eyes, a cold expression resting on his face. The look in his eyes, the lack of sleep that shown on his face said all she needed to know about what he had experienced already.* \n\n*Ishikawa's expression didn't change, but he went back to looking out, replying with a lack of emotion in his voice, as if he was trying to hold something back.* \n\n\"Ishikawa... My name is Ishikawa. It's a pleasure to meet you.\" \n*He became less tense, focusing again on the crashing of the waves.*" } ]

[ { "author": "reluc", "message": "She'd give him a slow, thoughtful nod, \"I understand .\" Was all that she replied. She turned her head over, giving him a look filled with pity and remorse as she continued her tone had a sadness, understanding and surprising empathy to it, \"Just because you were raised for something doesn't mean you have to continue being *That.* That's your choice to make, no one else's. Do you truly want this? It's a life that'll deprive you of a lot.\"\n\nShe then turned her head back to the sea as she finished speaking, with a deep sigh as she shortly added on a line, \"Be sure to never lose what's you, and what *They* Wanted you to be, if this what you want.\" Her voice was calm, with an almost comforting warmth to it. The woman didn't elaborate on *How* She seemed to understand so much of the man's pain, though the massive blade and missing eye perhaps were more than enough of a hint she wasn't far off from his line of work.\n\nShe lightly smiled, golden eye still watching the waves below, \"Ishikawa. It's got a nice ring to it.\" The woman's voice and demeanor overall were surprisingly gentle." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa didn't know how she would understand, but it was nice to finally find a person who understood him without attempting to antagonize him for it. Ishikawa smiled sadly, sighing slightly.* \n\n\"I... I'm not sure. I enjoy helping others... Making the world safer.. But..\" \n\n*He shuddered, closing his eyes for a moment, as if he wanted to shut out the thought. His voice has a sense of defeat to it, as if he had already made up his mind, but couldn't bring himself to act upon it.* \n\n\"...I just...\" \n*He looked off at the port in the distance, a sense of longing crossing his face.* \n\n\"I want to be able to see my family again.\" \n*Ishikawa didn't say anything as she continued, looking to her. The young mans face softened, nodding. He didn't have the words to give any sort of response, but the look on his face was enough. Ultimately, he was glad that they had met. It was something he needed to hear.* \n\n*Ishikawa glanced at the sea out of the corner of his eye, and he murmured softly, voice shaking slightly,* \n\"Thank you..\" \n*One could get the sense that he wasn't only thanking her for the compliment.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"It's your choice to make. No one's stopping you from going back home, and I promise you won't be missing much out here.\" She'd keep her eyes on the sea as she spoke, \"I can't make it for you, and no one else can either, no matter what they try.\"\n\nThe woman sighed, rolling her shoulders lightly, as she leaned back somewhat. She'd stretch her legs out over the edge of the cliff and support herself with an arm, her other simply resting in her lap as she turned her head slightly to his, \"You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything special that anyone else wouldn't.\" Her voice and expression remained kind as she'd flash him a light smile.\n\n\"I don't think your siren's here today, by the way.\" She'd shortly tack on, bringing the discussion back to what it had started on. \"Or ever was, probably just some old wives' tale.\"" }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa looked at the ground somberly, murmuring,* \n\n\"If I returned now I wouldn't be welcome... A disappointment, a **Failure**.\" \n\n*Ishikawa fought tears as he began to shake, seemingly distressed.* \n\n\"I want to make them proud...\" \n*He became quieter,* \n\"I want them to love me...\" \n\n*A single tear slipped past his defenses, falling down his face onto the grass below. He sniffled slightly, looking back at her.* \n\n\"Y-you've just been so kind.. Most... Aren't.\" \n*He smiled weakly, still attempting to struggle against the tears that threatened to escape.* \n\n*Ishikawa shrugged at the mention of the siren, laughing slightly, running a hand through his hair,* \n\n\"It was worth a try...\"" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "The woman scooted over slightly to be closer to him as she noticed his more dire mood. She'd wrap an arm around him as she replied. \"If they won't accept you for how you are, or pick you up when you fall down, then they're not family or people to worry about.\" Her tone was surprisingly still warm, although definitively firm. \"Family are people who will pick you up when you're down and take care of you.\"\n\nShe'd tighten her grip on him, pulling him slightly closer. The woman shortly added onto her statement as she noticed his tear, \"You don't need to make people proud if they only care about your accomplishments and not you, and those aren't the types of people you should worry about loving you or not either.\" She'd turn her head towards him, giving him a comforting smile and light squeeze.\n\n\"Things'll get better. You'll find people who'll actually care for you, I'm sure.\" She'd shortly add onto her response, as she slowly turned back to gazing at the sea." } ]

[ { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa leaned into the womans arm, allowing the near-stranger to comfort him. The young man sniffled slightly, trying to keep his voice from breaking as he spoke.* \n\n\"They're all I have... I-...\" \n*Ishikawa wiped his eyes, the Kitsune dropping his Human appearance. He couldn't bear to keep up with it.* \n\"I'm not even sure I know who I am anymore. H-how can anyone accept me if I'm not even sure of myself?\" \n\n*Ishikawa closed his eyes, allowing himself to be pulled tighter. This may have been the first time anyone even made an attempt to hug him. It certainly appeared that way, with his reaction to it all. The icy blue pools that were his eyes looked up to the woman, showing a gratitude that went far past the place of words. The Kitsune's ears lay flat against his head, and he turned away for a moment, watching as the sun began to set across the horizon. The day was ending, and it was time for a new beginning.* \n\n\"I... I hope you're right.\"" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "She sighed as she replied, her voice calm and something close to maternal,\"Well, there are plenty of ways to figure out what you stand for, friend. You just need to think... What do you want- Don't answer with whatever they put in your head, answer with what *You* Want. I promise you can find better people then *Them*, you just gotta try.\"\n\nShe didn't mind the man being a kitsune, or even seemingly take notice of it. She'd meet his gaze, her smile warm and gaze similarly so, the warmth of the molten golden pool, punctuated by a slitted black line was for the time being comforting. She'd simply reply to his question, her voice keeping up the same tone .\"I've no reason to lie to you, nor would I.\"\n\n\"Right, well, I'm going to guess you don't have much of a place to go, do you?\" She'd tilt her head lightly, silver locks swaying somewhat from the movement and the wind blowing over the cliff. Her voice was marked with a genuine curiosity, and brow raised lightly." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*He allowed his breathing to slow as he sat there in her arms, the woman's maternal nature being of great comfort to him, though he likely didn't outwardly realize it. Trying to focus, he continued to watch the waves over the horizon, the great swath of color that painted the sky as the sun continued its descent. He didn't seem confident as he replied.* \n\n\"I enjoy helping people. A-And.. I enjoy my work... Being in the wilderness... Just- just not the things I end up having to track. Well, Beasts... Beasts are fine, Beasts are understandable, they don't do what they do out of hatred, usually only out of hunger or pain... People... Not so much.\" \n\n*Ishikawa absentmindedly shivered, his hand gently brushing a spot on his neck. It didn't appear to be marred, but there was some sort of trauma associated with it to be sure. He quickly became less tense as she looked to him, allowing his thoughts to drift away from things he would rather not think about. It was still at the back of his mind, but he would deal with that later.* \n\n\"I have a small home near the border of Salvania... I don't like to stray too far from the mountains... But I don't remain there often. There I am alone.\" \n\n*His hair fell over his face as the wind gently tossed it aside, the man not bothering to move the shining raven strands.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"Then focus on that, alright? Helping people. I'm a mercenary, and I know some people you can work with, make yourself some real friends. Most of us have been through similar stuff.\" She'd reply, her tone clearly marked her earnest about the offer; She didn't intend to mislead him. \n\nShe'd flash a bright smile towards him as she continued on, \"You've a home too, that's nice. If you decide you're not set up for this sort of thing, maybe you could take up hunting, maybe farming? Although... If you decide to join us, we tend to travel a lot if that's what your choice would be. Take some time to think it over.\" The woman turned her gaze back to the sea from the kitsune with a light sigh.\n\nThe woman stretched lightly as she slowly let go of him, seeing that he had calmed down, as she'd turn her gaze down onto the rocks and ship wrecks below, watching the waves crash against the soaked and eroded wood." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*The tears trying to make their way down his face lessened, and he smiled at the woman, fading sunlight covering his face in warmth and beauty. Brushing his hair from his face gently, the silver flecks in his eyes sparkled with hope for a new beginning.* \n\n\"I'd think I'd like that. I've always wanted to travel, and I believe my animals would appreciate some company as well. I couldn't bear to see them sad. They've been my only companions for quite some time.\" \n\n*Ishikawa wanted to reach back out as she let go, but he left it, his expression falling for just a moment. He looked to the remnants below, finding peace in the sound of the waves crashing. Perhaps he would go down and investigate the graveyard tomorrow. It was getting late now.*" } ]

[ { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"Right, well, I'll be in town in a few days, you can find me there. I've gotta handle some things before I introduce you to the others, is that alright?\" She'd ask, rolling her shoulders lightly, before stretching her arms upward. Her voice was calm and collected, her gaze still focused on the waves as she spoke.\n\nA look of remembrance crossed her face as she shortly tacked on more to her other statement,\"Oh! Uh, one other thing. You've no probably with oni or uh... Other, more exotic type races, I'd hope?\" She'd question, hoping in the back of her mind she hadn't just comforted something who would do nothing more than hate her for the past 20 minutes.\n\nThe woman'd pull herself up from the ground using the blade she'd stuck into the earth earlier, further stretching as well. She'd then rip the blade from the earth, heaving it over a shoulder before offering a hand down to him," }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa nodded, giving a smile. He murmured,* \n\"I'll have to head out for Silnaria soon, but I should be able to remain long enough to meet the rest of your group...\" \n\n*Ishikawa raised an eyebrow, shifting his position, quietly cracking his shoulder as he did.* \n\"I've no problem with them, they're people, just as any other... Vampires, on the other hand..\" \n\n*His face gained a more serious look, and he shuddered, hand once again absentmindedly rubbing his neck. Ishikawa shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, and he looked up to her, taking her hand. He'd pull himself up.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "The woman had no trouble lifting him onto his feet. She'd step away from the cliff's edge, and the magnificent blue waves crashing against the hulking masses of long dead and rotting ships below, as well as the certain, rocky, cold, and overall quite unpleasant death that awaited any misstep on the cliff's edge.\n\n\"Right, well, long as you're around enough to meet them and eventually join up more permanently that will be alright.\" She'd reply, letting go of his hand as she finished pulling him up and giving him a light pat on the shoulder. Her eyebrow raised at his next statement as she replied, \"Well, vampires are just as much people as you and me. Cursed in some aspects, blessed in others. It's a disease, nothing more nothing less.\" Her tone lost some of it's warmth, growing sharper and more curt over all as she spoke.\n\n\"We do have *A* Vampire. I'm not saying you have to like him, or enjoy his presence. He makes mistakes and isn't the best sometimes, but he's still a person and a damn good one at heart at that.\" She'd reply, her tone relatively serious. \"If you're worried about him hurting or doing something to you, don't be. He won't, you have my word on that.\" Her voice remained serious and her stare had a certain hardness too it. Her word was clearly something she valued and it wasn't a promise the woman made lightly, to say the least." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa still looked down at the sea, watching the light of the fading sun sparkle on the water as waves battered the wreckage below. He stepped away after a moment, and he turned back to Ikari.* \n\n\"I should be around long enough to meet you all, yes.\" *His expression fell a bit as she mentioned vampires, a far off look forming in his eyes. Ishikawa... Had definetly seen some things.*\n\n\"...I wont harm him, but if he does try anything... I make no promises. I... I've been through enough.\" \n*He looked back at the ground, not saying much more.*" } ]

[ { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"..You'll come back. You've got friends waiting for you now, remember? You can't let yourself die, not yet at least.\" She'd reply, giving him a confident smirk before following up with a slight wave with her free hand. She'd begin to turn before noticing his stare, and answered his unspoken question as she had begun to walk away.\n\n \"I won't lie, it's not exactly pretty. Oriates have it easy, you just get ears, a tail. You don't develop a bunch of scars, rough crimson skin and horns on the spot.\" She'd reply, sighing although her voice took on a sarcastic and mostly joking tone. She'd continue walking off, weapon strewn over a shoulder as she headed closer and closer to out of sight, to nearly disappear in the shade of the ever growing in height trees." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*The Kitsunes ears folded down slightly and he gave a wavering grin back.* \n\"Well, I'll certainly *Try* Not to die.\" \n\n*His ears perked back up as his unspoken question was answered, the Kitsune being naturally curious, just like the fox that he resembled. He gave a sheepish smile, his twin tails wagging slightly behind him.* \n\"I'm sure you look fine.\" \n*He did note the sarcasm, but his statement was genuine. The Kitsune looked to his camp, whistling slightly. A hawk shortly flew up, landing on his shoulder. Normally this wouldn't be advised, but his fur coat protected his shoulder from its talons.* \n\"Oh, before we go our separate ways... This is Havock.\" \n\n*He gently scritched the the top of the massive birds head, the creature gently shaking and ruffling its feathers.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "\"Oh, uh, he's nice I guess?\" She'd reply, turning and sort of shrugging in response to the sudden appearance of the hawk. She walked backwards as she gave her response, before shortly turning back afterwards to continue walking away, a hand adjusting her silver locks back over her eye patch, which had been moved by a mix of the light breeze and her movement, returning it to being mostly out of sight. \n\nA hand raised as she'd give him a backwards wave, simply calling out \"Cya!\" To the kitsune as a farewell, as she waved. Her tone was pleasant and warm, friendly, her response implying she'd almost certainly see the man once again. She intended to keep her promise of having him meet the others. However, she did continue walking as she gave her backwards wave, eventually leaving the kitsune's sight. The woman's form eventually disappeared into the dark shades of the ever growing in density and size trees as she grew closer to the woods., her form becoming indistinguishable from the shade. This left the man alone with his thoughts, and his bird." }, { "author": "nikstarling", "message": "*Ishikawa lovingly petted his avian companion, smiling. Given his animals were all he had at the moment, he saw them as family, equals. As the woman walked off, he would wave as she disappeared into the trees, the man bidding her farewell.* \n\n\"Until we meet again!\" \n\n*Ishikawa would slowly make his way back to his encampment lower down on the cliffs, reflecting silently as it transitioned into dusk. The sound of the waves still crashed as furiously as ever, and the wind whistled along, being Ishikawas only companions besides his animals and corpses of ships. As he stood with his bird, he looked out across the harbor, smiling gently. Finally, a reason to continue on.*" }, { "author": "reluc", "message": "Yea, you wanna write the claim?" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna went still as she heard the sounds of someone traveling through the forest. Her hand instinctively went to her bow before she had eventually caught sight of Jester swinging through the trees. At first she wasn't quite sure what to make of the sight, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion at how carefree he seemed. Finding herself once more, Juna would slowly creep back along the branch to hide behind the more shielded covering of the leaves that grew along the tree. She wasn't sure what to make of this person, though she couldn't bring herself to confront a potential enemy masked behind a more playful exterior.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester, still singing around, senses some movement. He swings himself at a tree trunk. He uses his tail to whip his body around in midair. He then kicks off the trunk straight at the movement. He tucks and rolls, stumbling a little bit almost falling flat on his face. He clearly thought it looked cooler than it did. He looked up and saw a stranger a few feet away* \"Hiya! \"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna kept silent as she watched him trapeze along the trunks of the trees only coming to move as she saw he was coming straight towards her. She reached down for her dagger, expecting an attack. Juna stopped right as she saw the man stumble and nearly fall in misstep. The Canifor stifled a laugh at their clumsiness, staring down at him from where she sat in the safety of the nook of the tree she was in. Her head tilted to the side as he spoke to her and eventually she responded.*\n\n\"Hello...\" *Her tone was quiet and carried little, but she seemed friendly enough.* \"What are you doing...?\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiles nervously, embarrassed* \"Oh me? Nothin, just practicing, training a bit, making sure I stay in shape and ready to take anything on!\" *He lies. He was goofing around but tries (poorly) to hide it. The jackal catches his eye and Jester stumbles back a few steps, his tail puffing up. He looks back up at the stranger* \"My question is what are *You* Doing?\" He tries his best to ignore the jackal and focus on the nice looking stranger in the tree*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace glared at Jester from beneath covering brush of the ferns he stood in. From his throat came a low growl as he slowly advanced towards him. Juna gazed down at her Jackal, making a clicking noise with her tongue to get his attention.*\n\n\"Here Jace.\" *She said, inclining her head to call him over. With a grumble, the Jackal turned away from Jester and made his way to the base of the tree to where his owner sat. Juna eventually looked back at Jester, saying:* \n\n\"Sorry about my Jackal... He doesn't really trust many people...\" *There was a pause in her words as she regarded Jester's earlier response about him training, thinking it over before answering his question.* \"I'm just exploring really... I wanted to see if I could maybe expand my hunting grounds...\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester's eyes light up at the world exploring* \"Oh your exploring too? Im actually trying to explore a bit myself! I wasn't allowed to but my uncle finally let me go!\" *He calms himself down a bit, trying to not get over excited* \"What exactly do you hunt?\" *He looks back and forth between her and Jace, making sure he doesn't make any sudden moves*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna couldn't help but be confused by the man's carefree attitude. Anytime she even so much as let her guard down for too long, she was bound to get attacked and yet here he was frolicking through the woods with no care in the world.*\n\n\"Well...\" *She said slowly at first as if to find the words.* \"Usually whatever prey the forest provides me... If I'm lucky I can catch a deer or... Maybe a juicy rabbit or... Even a shrew or two...\" *She went lost in thought for a bit as she went over all the different animals she had hunted several times before. Thinking of it alone made her hungry for something the least bit feasible to eat out here.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiles cheek to cheek* \"Coooool! Ive never hunted for anything before except for tips\" *He shudders at the bad memories of bartending with his uncle* \"Ive been wanting to try out my skills for a while now but I never know where to go\" *He looks out at the sea beyond the vegetation. He smiles* \"Soon I can be out there, exploring, making a name for myself\" *He sighs then looks a bit startled, looking back up at the stranger* \"Sorry\" *He points at Jace* \"Don't freak\" *He finds a few low branches and backs up a good amount. He then takes a running start and jumps up. His ponytail wraps around a branch and he swings up, landing perfectly on a branch decently leveled with the strangers'* \"Im Jester by the way. Nice to meetcha!\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna listened to him with her ears pricked in curiosity as he mentioned exploring the world. He had looked towards the sea, which made her wonder if he planned on swimming out there or riding a boat or something to explore. She tightened her grip on the trunk of the tree she was on, remaining cautious as the stranger drew closer to her. Her tail twitched a bit to the side, however, her curious expression didn't leave her. When he finally introduced himself to her, she found herself dipping her head in response.*\n\n\"I'm Juna...\" *She said quietly.* \"And the Jackal down there is Jace... It's... Nice to meet you too...\" *Jace let out his own bark of response which seemed to be in some kind of disagreement, but with him it could be hard to tell. Juna ignored the barking Jackal as she decided to ask the question that came to her mind.*\n\n\"Were you training to... Go swim out to sea...?\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester jumps a bit at the bark but manages to relax himself. He shrugs* \"I could but that would take me a while. I could sneak onto a boat or something but im mainly training to survive on my own. You always gotta be ready for a fight ya know?\" *Jester, for the first time, looks a bit serious, his smile wavering* \"I don't get why everyone is so eager to ruin someones day. I shouldn't have to train this hard to see the world but it isn't safe out there\" *He shakes his head and his smile returns* \"Might as well have fun with the fights while im at it!\" *He laughs to himself* \"Sorry, you didn't sign up to hear me ramble, or talk to me at all really\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna stares at him with a look of surprise. Sure, he was right about people being out 'ruining someone's day' though she hadn't really came across anyone that pointed it out without the feeling that they'd do the same in certain situations. It was hard to find someone nice enough as it was, though she was grateful for the few friends she had previously come across that helped raise her confidence in the world. Her tail flicked one way then another, rather peacefully.*\n\n\"It's alright...\" *She said, responding to his apology.* \"Sometimes talking is better than simply listening to the sounds of the forest...\" *Juna decided to relax on the branch a bit more, her calm demeanor reaching her Jackal as he had eventually quieted down and sat at the base of the tree.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester notices her untense and smiles* \"Somethin tells me you don't get to relax much\" *His ponytail swings around and Jester starts to pick out sticks and bark out of it* \"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you had Jace?\" *He winces as he plucks a splinter out of the ponytail*\n\n*Jester murmurs something and blushes a bit, glad he didn't say it out loud*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a tired smile.* \"Yeah... It's hard to really find a place to relax around here... The forest usually helps though. Most of the time people aren't able to find me as easily.\" *She said with a glint of amusement in emphasis of the last part. Juna repositioned herself so that she could lay back against the trunk of the tree, one leg partially crossed over another. Her tail hung loosely off the branch, swaying to the will of the wind as she listened to Jester's question.*\n\n\"It's been... Nearly a couple of years now.\" *She answered, thinking back to when she had first gotten Jace when she still lived with her parents.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester looks down at the Jackal* \"They seems pretty chill when they arent threatening my life. I wanted a pet but my Dad-\" *He spits out the word \"Dad\" Like a swear* \"-never let me have one and there was no pets allowed in the bar. Maybe someday, something portable, a snake or bird maybe...\" *He seems deep in thought* \"I have another question if you don't mind\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna let out a quiet laugh at Jester's observation of Jace.*\n\n\"He's usually like that around new people or those he doesn't trust... Just have to give him some time and he'll come around... Once he's been giving his food offerings.\" *She said the last part as a joke, notable by the look of amusement she had while gazing down at her Jackal. As Jester pouted over not having a pet, Juna gave a light tilt to her head, more so as he mentioned potential pets he can have. She almost opened her mouth to ask a question before he stated having one of his own.*\n\n\"I don't mind... What's the question...?\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"What's it like bringing Jace around everywhere? You ever worry about him getting lost or something?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna quieted as a small frown formed. She looked down, mostly at Jace as she didn't bring herself to look back at Jester.*\n\n\"I don't worry about him getting lost... He... Always manages to make his way back if he ever wanders too far but...\" *Juna went silent. It wasn't Jace getting lost that she worried over, but rather something else that repeatedly made its way back to her thoughts ever since the moment at the tavern that lead to her being frozen in fear. Her ears lowered on the side of her head at the thought.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester frowns* \"Oh Im sorry! I didn't mean to make you upset!\" *Jester tilts his head* \"Whatever it is, Jace looks tough. Im sure he can handle it\" *He adjusts himself slightly on the branch* \"And if anything happens, uh and it wont, let me know, ill teach who or whatever did it a lesson\" *He smiles softly at her attempting to cheer her up*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gazed at him, her look speaking sorrow through it. She didn't want to doubt the man's abilities though not even she could trust herself if it came down to being able to save her Jackal. There was always the notion of fear in her that the worst would come of her Jackal and nothing would be able to stop it, especially not her. Her capabilities were questionable in some situations, but she had to give Jester credit for believing in them more than Juna did. She forced a smile with her ears remaining flat atop her head.*\n\n\"Well... I don't know... I think Jace might have you matched there... He took on an entire owlbear by himself.\" *The half-truth was meant to lighten the mood, though instead it had only served to leave a more dreary feeling in her at the memory.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"Impressive, but have you seen my uncle before his morning beer? Its a terrifying sight, known to petrify anyone who gazes their eyes upon that bare beer gut. I made it out alive, not many can say the same\" *He wiggles his eyebrows and says all this in a weird voice. He tries desperately to lift the mood. His tail tail swishes back and forth with nervous energy*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*One of Juna's ears rose while the other remained flat on her head in that questioning look she tended to give off. Her tail flicked to the side, picking up the nervousness he gave off with a light twitch to it. She wondered if he ever grew scared of the dangers that lied at every waking moment out here and perhaps this was just his way of keeping his spirits high. It seemed to be an odd method, though even she couldn't stop herself from stifling a laugh at his goofy statements. He was trying at least and in response she gave a lop-sided smile, responding:*\n\n\"I think I'd test my luck with that over half the dangers we had to face outside the forest.\" *She boasted it more confidently, allowing herself to give in to Jester's humorous tales.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester, looking a bit relieved* \"Oh ho we have a brave one!\" *He laughed as well. He stands up on the branch, releasing some of his energy* \"Sorry gotta keep myself moving\" *He picks off a piece of bark and twirls it in between his fingers or passes it from hand to hand. He sighs, content* \"It's around now that I realized i haven't really talked to anyone since I been out on the road. I kinda missed it\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her ears perked up slightly as she watched Jester, never really sticking to one place in contrast to Juna's more lax position on the branch she laid on.*\n\n\"You said you used to have a Tavern you'd go to... Or something like that... What was that like?\" *She can see those working at a Tavern being used to socializing with people though it did leave her wondering why he left in the first place. Juna didn't always have the best memories at Taverns, however, she wondered what could have been so big to have caused him to leave that life behind. Adventure most likely or maybe there was something else.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"It was great! I worked there for my uncle. Mainly as a security measure but I helped around when things got busy. I met so many people there, almost got a girlfriend once\" *He smiled at the memory* \"It was mainly big burly guys coming in for drinks and stuff but the people that came in for the food were the nicest. Luckily I gave out the food a lot because of the extra cargo I can carry\" *His ponytail swished around to emphasize his point. He trailed of a bit* \"I wonder how my uncle's doing?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna watched his ponytail with a look of curiosity, though she decided not to say anything about it as Jester continued telling about his great time at the bar.*\n\n\"So... If you liked it there so much... How come you left...?\" *She questioned. Her reasons for leaving her home never had much more intent than wanting to see the world, though perhaps it was the same for him.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester thinks for a bit* \"Ive always wanted to explore the world. I wanted to get out there ya know? The bar was actually my escape from my old place\" *His smile wavered in the slightest bit* \"My old man did somethin stupid so I left and went to live with my uncle. He was ok woth takin care of me but didn't like 'all that explorer crap' so we made a deal. I stayed with him and worked in the bar till I was 18, then after I can do whatever I wanted, just as long as I was outta his house. I moved out, worked at the bar and switched between hotels and the streets, then after about a year\" *He gestures to the woods around him and the sea close by, grinning* \"I decided I shouldn't throw out my childhood dream\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"So you just wanted to explore?\" *She asked with simplicity to his explanation as she eventually brought herself to stand up on the branch she was on.* \"I always liked exploring too... It's why I came here...\"\n\n*Juna kept one hand pressed sturdily on the trunk of the tree and gazed out towards the sea. The view from here was quite nice, though going out there was a whole different story.*\n\n\"There are so many things to see and learn out here, but... Sometimes it can be difficult.\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiles* \"My mom used to tell me that if you wanted anything worth while, it wasn't gonna be easy. That's why i'm gonna keep fightin until I can get out there. There's a whole world out there waiting for you, you don't wanna keep it waiting to long do ya?\" *Jester takes off some more bark and starts carving into it with his nails, careful not to break it apart*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna tilted her head to the side.* \"What if you don't know what you want, but still have to fight anyways?\" *She asked. It was true, Juna wasn't exactly sure what she was looking for or what she wanted to find, but despite it, hardships still came. Maybe she simply wanted to adventure and have fun, but nowadays that wanting alone seemed like a childhood fantasy with what adventuring truly entailed.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"Maybe, if you look at it a certain way, you know exactly what you want. Clarity. Sometimes trying to know yourself and what you really want is the biggest battle anyone has to face. Most of the time you never know what you want until you go out and get it. And if you don't know where to look? Try everywhere.\" *He keeps on picking at the bark. So far he has the letter J carved in*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna flicked her tail back thoughtfully.*\n\"Wise words coming from a bartender.\" She teased at him. Down below her Jackal had began to grow impatient. He hopped up onto the trunk of the tree, his front paws planted on it as he barked up at the two of them in their ignoring of him. Perhaps he sought attention or rather the hunting that they had came out here for. Juna would look down at him and say sympathetically:*\n\n\"I'm hear you Jace... I'm sorry-\" *She said in quiet voice as she looked to be readying herself to hop back down.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester chuckles and looks down at Jace. When he sees Juna get ready to go he does the same. He falls back, clutching the piece of bark. His ponytail grabs a nearby branch and swings down. He lands perfectly and cheers* \"Hell yeah!\" *He pumps his fist, accidentally punching a tree* \"AH!\" *He shakes his hand, laughing at his own stupidity*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna lands down onto the ground nearby, lacking the extra acrobatic show for something less dramatic. Seeing Jester accidentally punch the tree with his fist, she shook her head in exasperated amusement before saying:*\n\n\"Careful, you might bring the entire forest down with that much excitement-\" *Jace quickly ran towards her as she made it to the ground. He moved in a quick circle, sniffing at the Canifor in investigation before redirecting his course to Jester where he stood barking at him defensively.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester stands still, hoping not to set off Jace anymore* \"Hey you never know! That coulda been a tree spirit!\" *He then looks cautiously at the tree* \"You arent a tree spirit right?\" *He shuffles a little bit away from the tree. His tail swishes around. His ponytail swishes around, as if looking for something to fiddle with. Jester finishes his masterpiece on the bark then drops it. He scratched his name into the bark with big block letters*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace sniffed at the area around Jester's feet and upon him dropping the piece of bark on the ground, the Jackal picked it up in his mouth as offering to himself before turning away and walking off with it. Juna watched him go, slowly running her fingers along the string of her bow before she looked back at Jester.*\n\n\"Looks like he wants to go hunting... Want to come with us...? Wouldn't want to make the 'tree spirits' angrier from lingering too long.\" *She said in a silly voice of her own to emphasize the tree spirits.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester releases a breath he didn't know he was holding when Jace walked away. When she proposes the question Jesters tail swishes around a bit aggressively. His eyes light up* \"YESYESYES!\" *He clears his throat and leans against the tree* \"I mean uh.. Yeah sure thats cool\"\n\n\"Now Ive never hunted before so bear with me, but I may have a bit of a useful skill to help\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna smiles slightly, not having seen this much excitement in the idea of hunting since she was just a pup. Even with Jester's lack of experience with hunting animals, at the very least maybe she can potentially teach him how. He may not have a viable hunting weapon, but if all else fails he could probably scare the prey out alongside her Jackal. Juna stared off into space at the funny thought before she refocused on Jester. She didn't say anything to him for here on out the hunting would begin and he would have to learn how in similarity to how she did. She held a hand up to him, the signal to stop as easily comprehensible to Jace as anyone else. She would slowly move her hand to her mouth and hold up her index finger, pressing it against her lips to ensure silence before turning and walking off.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester stops at her command and nods when she motions for her to be silent. As she walks off, he takes a second to let himself calm down before following her, making sure to avoid twigs or anything that would make a loud noise*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna unstrapped her bow from around her, walking light on her feet. A few strides ahead she could spot where her Jackal had discarded the piece of bark he had stolen, obviously losing quick interest as he went on the hunt for prey. Juna's ears rose up atop her head, listening out for any rustling of prey and, instructionally, Juna pointed towards her ears to indicate for Jester to listen. The first portions of the hunt was simply knowing what to look for. A sign of life from any small creature of the forest could provide a decent meal.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester's ears pricked up and he listened. He suddenly became hyper aware of his breathing and made sure he quieted his breaths. He looked around, his tail finally calming down. Jester looks at both Juna and Jace, seeing how serious they were, and copied their movements, only stepping where Juna stepped and staying low like Jace. For a second he gets low enough to go on all fours and crawls after Juna like ~~like spiderman~~ like a spider. He mentally kicks himself and gets back up*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna came to a sudden stop, holding her arm up in indication for Jester to as well. There was a light rustling in the ferns, soon parting to reveal the light brown muzzle of her Jackal as he poked his head through. He turned and headed towards the left and, inclining her head, Juna insisted they headed to the right as she continued her progression in silence. Jace had found something or at the very least was on track of something. Juna couldn't tell what yet, though she kept her senses heightened as she walked on. She simply hoped that Jester could keep complete calm and silence with prey being so near.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester followed Juna's every command. He wondered how long it usually takes but decided against asking outloud. His eyes dart around in search. He looks at Jace, observing the process. His tail flicked a bit but he got it under control. He smiled a bit, realizing that he was actually doing this, for the very first time. He didn't make a noise but he had a huge grin on his face, his ears still perked up*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna moved through the thick fronds of the forest, her ears only twitching slightly to the muffled sound of prey nearby and then she saw it. The smidge of brown fur accompanied by long ears. A rabbit, nibbling at the grass as it remained unaware of the danger that surrounded it. They were downwind of it, meaning that if Jace was on the opposite side, it would pick up his scent first. Juna crouched down onto the ground, reaching up to grab Jester's arm so that she could lightly pull him down to crouch down beside her. She stood patiently as she took an arrow from her quiver and notched in in the string of her bow, waiting.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester got down and crouched next to Juna. He wanted to try something but didn't want to distract Juna. He covered his right eye with his hand, still focusing on the rabbit with his left. He peeked through his fingers, not showing that eye, waiting patiently for the shot to be taken*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The rabbit's ears poked up, gazing around as it picked some sort of disturbance. Juna drew the string of her bow back, her aim locked on rabbit. It turned its head, facing away from them to where Juna could only assume Jace was waiting and in that split second, Juna released the arrow. It whizzed through the air only to be with the soft flesh of the rabbit as the creature lurched forward and dropped in a dead heap onto the ground.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"Woah\" *Jester stood and looked at the rabbit* \"You are an amazing shot\" *He moved hand and looked back up at Juna. His right eye's pulsing a burgundy color, as were the veins in his right eye. He seemed to have realized and covered his eye back up* \"Sorry\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna lowered her bow and gazed over at him, smiling at his praise before stating humbly:*\n\n\"Well... It's easy to hit a target that isn't moving.\" *She stood up just as the small figure of her Jackal came into view from where he had sat in hiding. His tongue lolled out rather triumphantly as he looked at the catch.* \"It's the moving targets that are the hard ones.\" \n\n*She reached her hand down to help him stand back up.*\n\"Just know... Shooting is better with two eyes than with only one.\" *Juna said with a chuckle.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiled at her* \"Either way, still impressive\" *He took her hand. Just as he moved his hand, his eye was back to normal* \"Im bad with weapons, especially long ranged ones\" *He looked at the rabbit with interest* \"Though I should probably learn. I can't punch my way out of everything... I can't belive you got me to be still and quiet for that long. Im glad my mom didnt see that, or she would've been interrogating trying to find out your secret\" *Jester chuckles at the thought*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna stood up to walk over to the dead rabbit and tug the arrow out from it. Red drops of blood fell from the arrowhead though Juna paid no mind to it. Turning back to Jester, she tilted her head a bit to the side. Internally, she questioned if Jester could punch his way through anything with the amount of clumsiness he's showed, however, she decided to give him the benefit of a doubt and hearing him talk about his mother interrogating her for her secrets, Juna decided to give a casual shrug and say jokingly:*\n\n\"I'll just say that I threatened to sick my Jackal on you if you didn't keep quiet.\" *Jace looked over to him as she mentioned it, looking as if he'd actually consider the task.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester gives a bit of a nervous laugh* \"Well she would definitely believe you thats for sure\" *Jester looks at Jace* \"Im sure you wouldn't be opposed to that\" *Jester looks around* \"What do you do now? How do you cook it?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna picked the rabbit up off the ground, holding it carefully in her hands. She knew it would hardly be enough to feed everyone, but she was fine that the idea. Her Jackal on the other hand, may not be.*\n\n\"Do you know how to start up a fire?\" *She asked. Juna was far enough from her camp as it was, so she figured that they might as well make a small one here before leaving later.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"Yeah! I can get some wood real quick if you need\" *He looked at a nearby tree that looked decently young and weak* \"I got just the thing\" *He smiles a bit mischievously*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna reached for her dagger that rested strapped to her side after hearing Jester's confident statement.*\n\n\"Alright, go fetch some wood and I'll start preparing it. Once we get a fire going I can set it out to cook.\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiles and crouches. His hand starts to glow red, then his body. He digs his feet into the ground then suddenly leaps at the small tree* \"Ha!\" *He swings down at the trunk and bark goes flying. A whole chunk is taken out of the the tree. He lands on his feet then immediately swings his leg back. He kicks the tree right above the missing portion. The remaining part of the tree groans and snaps until it finally falls \n\nJester stands above the tree in triumph, his body still glowing with the red aura* \"Ill be back, two more if these weaker ones should do it\" *Jester turns around and hops into the trees, his red aura disappearing with him*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's eyes widened as the tree came crashing to the ground, causing a resounding noise that forced her ears to lie back on her head.*\n\n\"But we don't need-\" *She was about to explain that they'd only need a few dry sticks and leaves rather than the entire tree only to fall silent as Jester had run off into the forest. A quiet sigh escaped her, imagining all the woodland creatures that may be losing their homes today and silently she began to skin the rabbit. Looks like no more hunting around these parts anytime soon.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*After about 30 seconds and a crash in the distance, Jester came back dragging a tree of similar size behind him, his red aura still glowing brightly. He drops it and looks at Juna, grinning. He focuses on the first tree, centering his hand to the middle of the trunk. He swings his hand down and the tree snaps him have. Right as he lifts up his hand, the aura disappears* \"Is this enough?\" *He smiles at Juna, brushing off the splinter in his hand. His breaths are a bit quickened and a bead of sweat rins down his forehead*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"More than enough.\" *She said as she had finished skinning the rabbit and began the delicate process of removing its organs from its insides. It being so small required more of her attention, but she found herself saying:*\n\n\"But- I don't think we'd want to start a forest fire... Can you... Maybe just grab a few twigs and leaves from the trees?\" *She didn't look at him, more focused on preparing the rabbit while her Jackal sat staring at it with his tongue lolled out in waiting.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jesters ears drooped* \"I didnt even think about that... I'm sorry\" *He starts going along the trees he got and starts picking the branches and leaves off of them. He throws them all into a pile until the pile is a decent size. He walks over to the big tree pieces and moves them out of the way. He neatens up the pile then watches Juna carefully gut the skinless rabbit*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"It's okay.\" *Juna said with her ears flitting upwards as she had finally finished up with the rabbit. She'd need some time to go wash her hands off from the blood they collected which to her gratitude they had a sea nearby for her to do so, but maybe she could keep Jester busy for the time being.*\n\n\"Here, try this.\" *Juna picked at the pile of sticks until she made a much smaller one of her own, accompanied with a few dried leaves. She grabbed a single stick and held it between her two bloodied hands before twisting the stick to and fro to build up some friction against the pile. After a while she'd lightly blow on the pile to encourage a flame to appear before starting the process over again once more and eventually holding the stick out for Jester to use to try it on his own.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester grabs the stick and smiles. He starts twisting the stick just as she did, occasionally blowing at the pile*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would turn and walk off, taking the rabbit with her. She didn't quite trust her Jackal not to eat the rabbit when she was gone nor did she trust Jester to fend for himself against the demanding Jackal. Jace turned and followed after her, though Juna didn't mind as she disappeared into the forest, heading towards the sea.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester continued his task, sighing. He wondered what she thought of him. Though Jace seemed to be a little bit calmer, that may only be because of the food. Juna seemed to internalize most things so Jester had no idea what she thought. He didn't even think about the fact that maybe his prehensile hairdo and a demon eye would freak her out.\n\nJester spent a minute overthinking until he saw something begin to form underneath the twig. He blew and he saw a small flame begin to form. He smiled* \"Hell yeah!\" *He kept on nurturing the flame as it grew bigger and bigger*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Some moments had passed before the Canifor eventually came back, water dripping from her hands as she carried the corpse of the rabbit in the crook of her arm. Her Jackal paced beside her with his fur soaking wet as if he had take a dip into the water himself. His tail swished back in forth rather annoyingly as small bits of water occasionally flew off it.\n\nShe tilted her head to the side as she caught a glimpse of the flame Jester had created before eventually asking:*\n\n\"Did you manage to get the fire going?\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester looked up* \"Yeah, but if you need it any bigger, im gonna need some help\" *Jester looked at Jace and chuckles a bit* \"I see Jace had a bit of fun\" *He smiles*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna walked over to sit down next to Jester, reaching out and occasionally adding another stick to the fire.*\n\n\"Yeah, he definitely likes going for a swim more than I ever would.\"*She explained. Jace walked past them before shaking out his pelt and causing small drops of water to fly everywhere. Juna shielded the fire with her hand to make sure it wouldn't die down before adding one more stick to the pile to ensure it would survive before she would begin cutting the cleaned out rabbit into smaller strips of meat with her dagger.*\n\n\"The rabbit should be about ready to cook... But... I don't have supplies on me to make it taste well... Flavorful...\" *She stated, recounting her lack of spices and to go with the small catch.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester shrugs* \"If I wanted flavorful i'd be back at the bar, this is a survival skill. Thank you for showing me by the way I'll make sure to remember this\" *Jester watched her cut away at the rabbit* \"I just realized I talked a lot earlier. Did you have any questions?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna grabbed a few of the sticks, putting them together to create a small area above the fire so that she didn't have to put the strips of meat directly into the flames. She kept her gaze on the task she was doing, though she listened to Jester with raised ears.*\n\n\"I don't usually have many questions anyways... I prefer just listening... Sometimes I learn just as much that way.\" *She said calmly as she watched the strips of rabbit cook above the fire.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester nods* \"That's fair. I was always told to sit down and shut up most of the time, but I never listened to them, qhich I guess is my problem. Where I was raised, you had to get a word in or you'd be out talked and quickly forgotten. That's why I talk so much. If I ever go on to much just tell me to stop. I know im a bit... Much\" *Jester looks at his hand. The small scrapes the punches left were vanishing before his eyes. He watched his skin heal*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"You're not so bad.\" *Juna said simply as she poked at the rabbit meat with a stick while it cooked.* \"Just easily excited.\" Eventually Juna looked over to him.*\n\n\"I don't speak much when others are talking... And... I usually just go along with what people say, but sometimes speaking up is necessary.\"\n\n*She picked up a piece of the smoked meat and held it out to him to try.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester accepts the piece of meat. He nibbles at the corner* \"Though not the most flavorful thing in the world, as you said, its still gooooood\" *Jester takes another bite, eating very slowly. Jester looked at Juna and smiled* \"You got a great catch\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Jace stared at the food Jester was eating, letting out a bark at him in demand. Juna gave a small roll of her eyes at the Jackal before tossing the other piece of meat to him for the Jackal to eat.*\n\n\"Flavorful or not, Jace will rob you of every piece you got if you let him.\" *She says with a chuckle.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester looks down at Jace and starts eating a bit faster. He looks at the ground in front of him, still eating. His pupils dilated and his tail started to sway absently. He seems to have zoned out almost completely. His ears drooped, occasionally flicking*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna sat back, looking up towards the sky. The light blue sheen seemed to be reflected in her gaze. Beside her, Jace seemed to be nosing the ground for any scraps only to grow disappointed after finding none. The Jackal laid down restfully, though his ears still remained up and alert.*\n\n\"I do have one question actually.\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester shook his head and brought himself back* \"Oh yeah? Ask away\" *He ripped off a small piece of rabbit, ate it, and and held out the rest of it, offering it to Jace* \"Hopefully I got a decent answer\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The Jackal's nose twitched before he slowly reached up and took the rabbit from Jester, eating it more calmly that he's seemed all day. Juna gently rubbed the Jackal's back before asking:*\n\n\"What do you plan on doing now? You said you wanted to adventure and there's a lot of this place explore...\" *Juna of course meant the main cities that made up Drase seeing as they currently seemed to be at the coast of Salvania, hardly a place worth marking down as 'worthwhile'.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester thinks for a minute* \"Well, I thought of sneaking onto a ship or something, see whats out there. If I cant go out there yet... Then I guess I can discover the entirety of where I all ready am. Maybe I could do all the stocking up here ya know? Get supplies, master my skills and maybe even learn some new ones. Find some willing companions to travel with me. I'll do that here. Get better then branch out......I've never actually said that out loud\"\n\n *Jester smirks* \"You know I've always said that I'm ready and I'd take the first chance I'd get. Truth is, I had a chance before. That almost girlfriend I mentioned earlier, she was ready. It's what we bonded over. I didn't realize how ready she was until she came to me with a couple of her mates, her stuff packed up, and a ship her dad bought her. I wasn't ready, that was before I could even do this\" *His hand glows for a second, the ded aura lighting up the area around them before it dimmed back down* \"I knew I couldn't go with her. So I stayed here. And that's what I plan to do until I know I can get out there\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She watched the glowing light illuminate the area before it eventually died out. Juna refocused her gaze back on Jester, inclining her head slightly.*\n\n\"So you plan on gathering supplies and practicing magic until you can get a boat to go out there?\" *She asked in a more simplified form. Gathering supplies on its own wouldn't take so long, though a ship on the other hand could be more difficult. Of course there was always the option of swimming though she wasn't sure how Jester was planning on finding his friend again with how large the open waters are. Just thinking of the sloshing waves and dark tides caused Juna to shake at the thought before she trade off the thought for something more peaceful.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "\"Yeah, pretty much. I don't know how I'll get out there but ill get there when i get there... I should probably get good with my marksmanship too\" *He looks over at Juna* \"You any good with throwing daggers?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna let's out a quiet sigh.*\n\n\"No... I barely know how to use a dagger regularly...\" *She said, recounting her brief use of it when fighting the owlbear only for her to be struck down with little use of it. It was a painful memory, so she tried not to dwell on it.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester shrugs* \"Oh well, I can always learn myself. Hey you never know, I could come back and teach you a few things\" *Jester smiled at the thought. He searched the ground for a twig. Once he found one he start flipping it in the air and catching it*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Yeah and maybe you can show me how to punch down an entire forest while you're at it.\" *She jested before standing back up. Juna casually began stomping out the fire, having been done with its use and seeing his owner rise, Jace quickly stood up as well.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester laughs* \"You never know when there's a horde of tree spirits out there\" *Jester gets up to his feet* \"So... What now, oh mysterious wanderer\" *He smiles at her as his he continued to flip the stick*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She looked back up towards the sky, making note on the time of day by measuring the sun's position.*\n\n\"I think I'll head back to my forest. It seems to be getting late. Seems like this place was plentiful of prey after all, well it was anyways-\" *She looked back towards him.* \"What about you?\"" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester shrugs* \"I don't know really, I was kinda wandering around. I might go back to town. Stock up om some stuff, start my journey in the opposite direction\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a small dip of her head while down below her, her Jackal had moved a quick semi-circle around her. His tail lightly wagged back and forth in contained excitement.*\n\n\"I guess we're going separate ways for now then.\" *She said, running her hand along her bow.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester gives a bit of a lopsided smile. He looks at Juna* \"I suppose we are. If you ever need a tree to beat up, you know just you to find. Maybe we'll see each other soon again\" *Jester looked at Jace* \"Ill see you both really soon hopefully\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna lifted her head up, pretending to be serious:*\n\n\"I don't think the tree spirits would like that.\" *She waited a moment before allowing a grin to show and letting her shoulders relax.* \"See you soon again *Hopefully*.\" \n\n*Juna said the last word with emphasis as a tease to him before looking down at her Jackal and turning away. Her tail flicked back and forth as she ran with Jace in hot pursuit as they left Jester to the forest.*" }, { "author": "Jester Kane", "message": "*Jester smiles to himself. He turns around and starts running. For fun, he jumps up, grabbing onto a branch and swings. He starts swing from tree to tree, on his way to the city*" } ]

[ { "author": "valkyrtankyr", "message": "```\nLET THE TEST QUEST BEGIN\n```" }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "Not far from Salvainia itself, the small local town of Gershwig acted as a lovely coastal stop-in point. With the seas calm and average port busy, the place had a fair few more individuals than normal in the cobbled, wide streets. One or two carriages had made their way through town from the docks, headed towards the capitol with fresh goods from the seas. While it wasn't the nicest port in the world, it definitely helped with congestion and made it easier to slip things past the imperial controls.\n\nAs salty wind blows through the streets, one place seems particularly active for a late afternoon. The Salted Cockel's sign may have been tarnished with salt and rust, but inside it was a fine little place. With well-lit lanterns and shuttered windows, the bar had a warm glow to it, with talking and murmuring all through the tavern. Sailors fresh off the boats lingered with the locals, gossiping and spreading stories from their brief travels while glasses clinked as they were placed back onto the shelves and racks behind the bartender.\n\nThe smell of salt was suffocated by the smell of cooked fish and boiling broth. Every once and a while, another bowl or plate of something or other was pushed out from the back kitchens to some non-mattering patron. The bartender, while aged, was definitely sprucey enough to work his place rather well, filling cups and glasses when he had to and spending time wiping the countertop when he didn't.\n\nThe scene was set. All action needs an audience, and this one was ripe for a protaganist to grab some attention." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "Being and off and on traveler, Cynthia sighs with contentment as she finds herself in Gershwig. She'd been planning on maybe trying to find some local tastes for her own brews, but it was honestly so charming in and of itself she was doing more sight seeing than ingredient searching. She had picked up some sea glass that she thought was lovely, and as it approached afternoon found herself drawn to The Salted Cockel. \n\nIt looked busy, but warm and inviting with voices leaking through the doors and windows as she slithered inside. The smells were both familiar and unfamiliar; A call back to childhood and wandering the docks with water macen friends. She smiles, moving to the bar and raising her hand, waiting her turn patiently.\n\n\"Could I please get a mug of ale and a bowl of soup?\" When it was her turn, looking around and taking things and people in, smiling slightly." }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The room didn't react at all at her entry. In fact, the room didn't even seem to notice her walk in, everyone too involved in their own gossip and drama to care. As she approached the bar, the aging long-haired fellow behind it looked up and gave her an analysing look before flashing what could only be called a grimace of a smile as he spoke in a comedic tone. \"Jeez-oh, even the snakes are gettin' bigger!\" He lets out a wheezy chuckle before his smile quickly disappears.\n\nHe turns to lift a mug off a slightly dusty shelf with a nod, starting to fill it from a keg before sliding it towards her. He walks towards the end of the bar, leaning over it and yelling down the hall towards the kitchens about wanting another bowl. Once he does that, he walks back over and speaks with a far more formal tone. \"A'ight, 'at'll be one o' them gray, shiny ones please.\" He holds out a slightly dirty hand expectantly, waiting for his silver of payment with a slightly bored expression on his face." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "She was, honestly, sort of relieved when she was mostly ignored. She didn't mind being a wallflower, and sometimes folks didn't take well to Beastkin. At the comment from the bar tender, she grins, answering, \"Well, I suppose I'm bigger than *Most* Garden snakes.\" She felt a bit uneasy and tried to let it roll off her back like it was nothing.\n\nReaching into her coin pouch she removes a silver and hands it to him, pausing to listen in on some of the conversation around her. \"Seems like a few ships just came in..\" She says half to herself, uncertain if the bartender would even reciprocate conversation. That wasn't too bad, though she could remember seeing some sailors come in with swollen gums and joints when she was a child. Her mother called it, *Poor eating*, but sometimes it grew into more than that." }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The man ignores her first comment as he takes her coin, taking a moment to slip it into the butt-pocket of his trousers. Once it's carefully away, the man nods with a pout, talking with a hushed voice. \"Aye, I ain't a fan o' those navy types. Canna pass up the coin though, 'eh?\"\n\nA woman with an excruitatingly annoyed expression on her face walks up the hall, sliding a bowl of broth on the table before storming off away, the man walking over to slide it over towards the snake woman.\n\nThings are going too well." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "\"They can be a little rowdy,\" She agreed quietly, feeling the hair on the back of her neck rising. She wasn't sure why she was beginning to feel so on edge. The day had been fine, but most anyone willing to take coin didn't care who you were so long as your coin was good. \"Some were fine, but others just seemed to look to cause trouble after being cooped up so long.\"\n\nShe took the bowl of broth, but felt overly aware of her surroundings, and found herself giving a small glance about. Keeping an eye on those around her just in case. She *Is* A beastkin after all, and even if she learned about those troubles late in life, her mother had hounded her about what sort of problems being one could lead to.\n\nEspecially in a tavern of drunk sailors looking for fun." } ]

[ { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "Before she gets an opportunity to have a taste of her broth, the murmurs of the tavern are quickly silenced as the door is burst open by a roughened-looking fellow, out-of-breath and agitated. The room goes quiet as he starts to shout, voice filled with panic. \"I need help!\"\n\nPeople look round as he carries on, his accent seeming to be local. \"A bloke's bein' stabbed down the docks, blimmin' 'ell! One of ye', geez me a hand!\" He stands there, catching his breath as he waits expectantly, but the normal murmur slowly picks back up and the room returns to it's normal atmosphere, the man looking around and throwing his arms out to his sides with a loud guffaw. \n\nHis voice raises again when he speaks. \"Seriously, ye' useless bastards?\" This time, the room doesn't go quiet as he's mostly ignored." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "She raised her spoon and heard the sudden silence as the man shouts, panicked. It.. Well, it goes about as she remembers as a child. Everyone has their own problems. Biting her lip she puts her spoon down and shoulders her bag, heading over. \"Being stabbed?\" That sounded like he could *Still* Be in trouble. She furrows her brows as she slithers to the man.\n\n\"Take me to him now. I'm not that fast, and if you don't know where he was stabbed, he could be getting much worse right now.\" She says it gently with an undertone of authority she doesn't actually feel. She hasn't had to do much healing, despite her wants to learn. She just had to hope she has enough in her to do it." }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The man looks slightly relieved, but still vents his frustration as the woman approaches. \"Aye, make the lady do it! Typical feckin' swabs.\" He starts moving back towards the ajar door, raising a hand to keep it open as he starts walking out, his tone appreciative. \"Glad someone could be bothered, aye?\"\n\nHe steps out onto the cobbled streets, starting to head with a hurried pace just down the road before gesturing towards an alley, sheepishly coming to a stop. His voice is hushed but still fairly agitated. \"Right, saw 'em just down here, but -.\" He pauses, awkwardly tossing his head left and right as he hums and hahs for a moment before continuing. \"I'm not the youngest man in the world, eh, and well, you've got a bigger stick, aye?\" He awkwardly gestures to her polearm before scratching his neck and reassuring her with almost-comedic enthusiasm. \"You're a big lass, you'll be fine.\"\n\nFor any concerned individual, peering down the alley reveals two decently statured men, standing over and pushing down a wiry-looking male. While it's slightly dark, it's easy to see that the man they're holding onto is injured, blood oozing out a wound he's clutching. The attackers clearly seem to be speaking harshly towards him, one holding a decent-sized shiv in their left hand and roughly jabbing its tip towards him as they continue to question him. They seem to be in the same uniform some of the seamen inside the bar had." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "The naga smiles, though anxiety is clear on her features as she slips out the door and pauses, removing the polearm from her back to grip. \"Well, if I know how to heal...\" And she did, she was confidant of that. Fighting though? As they approach the alley and he begins speaking, she swallows, then exhales slowly.\n\nOn the exhale blue and green scales creep up from her hips and begin to cover the macen looking skin. They reflect brightly, looking thick and strong as the scales on her long tail begin to follow suit. The sound they make as she propels herself forward changes to an almost metallic clinking. \"I'll be fine.\"\n\nShe had to convince herself of that first. \n\nSizing up her opponents she draws herself to full height at the alley's entrance, gathering faint blue energy into one hand. It curls upward and spirals until it forms a ball of water floating just above her skin. She hisses loudly, \"Hey! Why not go after someone more your level?\"\n\nThe first one to look up, or react, was the one she threw the waterball at, hoping to knock them back from the injured man before they could further hurt him." }, { "author": "bebeduckezra", "message": "`Cynthia used Waterball! Spent 5 Mana`" }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The two individuals look round and her voice draws the presence of the injured one too, but they quickly start summing up the situation as a ball of water smashes into the first man, sending him toppling back and his blade skirting across the ground. They both begin to scatter, curses clear from the water-logged man and the second spoke sharply, voice muffled from the short distance. _\"Feck sake, one o' those scale-folk. Let's clear, pal.\"_\n\nThey begin to run off, the thrown one's companion helping him stumble to his feet as they quickly rush off, leaving a slightly damp injured fellow alone, who tries to move to rise to his feet, but stops quickly with a sharp grimace on his face.\n\nShe could persue his attackers, if she so wished, but she'd have to leave him here to do it." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "She was advancing down the alley, emitting another hiss that sounded like water on a hot pan. It was mostly for show; Not many folks would want to tangle with a fully scaled Naga. Maybe it was something about avoiding snakes as a kid; Creepy crawlies. When she got close enough to the injured man, she half wraps around him in a loose coil, frowning as she faces him.\n\nIt served a purpose; If they came back it kept the man protected in her scales. It also meant she could examine his wounds. \"Okay, okay, one second, let me see...\" As she looks at the wound. Licking her lips, she raises the same hand that threw the waterball with a green energy building on her fingertips and trailing off\n\n\"It might be a little uncomfortable,\" She says softly as she lets the energy slip into the stab wound, sealing it and slowly healing the flesh. \"What happened? Why did they stab you?\"" }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The man sharply inhaled when Cynthia coiled around his personal space, unsure of her intentions. He removed his hand when she moved her hand towards it, letting the snakewoman have a good look.\n\nIt seemed to be a few inch-deep puncture into the left-side of his torso, appearing to have punctured a lung, judging by the slightly foamy blood he'd begun to cough up that was sitting on his chin. He was a younger man, fair haired and slightly roughened, but wasn't a navy type. He seemed to be a local, judging by his complexion and face. His clothes were dirty and disheveled, likely from the alley, but it's unsure to truly tell if he didn't always look like that.\n\nHer magicks did it's trick, starting to heal him up and his breaths became clearer and less forced. He let out desperate, long breaths of relief and almost looks on the verge of crying as he slowly bows his head, placing his hands on the woman's tail as he almost seems to bow at her. It's like he's doing worship as he praises her in a fairly frail, well-spoken, thankful voice. \"Oh, fair lady, I must dutily thank you for this. I- Uh, I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't-...\" He cuts himself off as he lets out another thanks and then looks up as he begins answer her questions.\n\nHe talks slightly more calmly, a slight level of calm sitting in the underlying tones of his voice. \"I think it was something I said to them when that lot were coming off the docks. I clearly had ruffled their feathers and had pulled me aside later. I presume they were not satisfied with the way that I refused their intimidations and sought me out after I finished my day's work. They only caught me out a few moments ago, but I would have never been so wounded had I not stood up to them. I must thank you, mi'lady.\" He pauses, fishing into his pockets for a moment as he pulls out a small coin-purse before continuing. \"I do not have much, but I offer it to you for your impeccible timing.\" He lifts it, offering it to her." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "She listened but as she did not hear the sounds of anyone else arriving, not yet, she let the scales slip back into her skin giving her a slightly less animalistic appearance. Maybe it would keep the young man from becoming too frightened of her. \n\nFrowning at the sight of foamy blood she pressed the hand tight against his side as she focused on pushing the magic deeper so it would fully heal. \"I think I can fully heal it, so just one mome-\" Then he started to thank her, and nearly praise her, and her face flushed. She definitely wasn't used to that, and laughed with some nervousness. \"It's fine, I promise, your friend got me from the Salted Cockel, I think they're still nearby,\" She says, holding her hands up in a sort of surrender.\n\n\"I'm just glad that they didn't cut you again,\" She says, that much honestly as she finally uncoils from the man, giving him freedom and space once the healing is fully finished. She exhales, flexing her hand and shaking the green energy off her fingertips. Removing a cloth she offers it for the blood on his mouth, then blinks as she's offered money. \"Oh-\" Genuinely surprised. \"Are you sure? Ah, come, let's see if your friend is still nearby-\"" }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The footsteps seemed to be long gone. The attackers clearly didn't want to stick around, judging by their desire to flee. The man seems slightly puzzled by the idea of his friend getting him, but she he slowly starts to stand carefully, rising to his feet properly and then slowly taking her cloth, wiping his face slowly as he continues to offer her the coin-purse. He answers her quickly. \"It's all I have on me, but you deserve it for your kind selflessness this day.\" His voice is slightly more timid as he continues. \"Oh, and uh, do you want this back?\"\n\nHe gestures towards the end of the alley as he takes slow, delicate steps away. He still feels slightly sore and out of it, continuing to wipe his face and wetting the cloth with his mouth a touch to get more blood off his chin. The friendly fellow doesn't seem to be at the end of the alley, but he didn't intend to come down it anyway. He's probably just waiting there.\n\nExcept he isn't. He's long gone. He must have wandered off, but he's nowhere to be seen and the streets are quiet. No shiv-armed sailors are around either, so the coast is clear and the combat zone gone." }, { "author": "Cynthia Grimm", "message": "She lets out a breath, letting herself relax though she keeps her polearm in hand. No one was about, no one about to attack them or returning with reinforcements. Though if she thought about it, it seemed likely she ought to be careful while she was here given Naga didn't show up in abundance. Looking at the man she pauses and takes the purse, \"Thank you. I'm still just glad you're alright, but thank you very much.\" Then a pause and smile. \"No, it's fine. But your breathing is fine?\"\n\nAs they came to the end of the alley she wondered where the man was, but then thought perhaps it was just a good Samaritan? Someone who knew another needed help and who had sought someone out? She paused to consider it, but looks at the man. \"I'd avoid the Salted Cockel. I saw a number of sailors in there, and there's no telling if those two were out looking for reinforcements. If you like I can accompany you home, but it's up to you. You look a bit light headed though.\"\n\nShe frowned, thinking she did need to learn more of healing. More to help folks. Wasn't there a way to help infuse blood into wounded? She makes a mental note to focus there next in her studies; If she does, then perhaps she can send folks on their way good as new." }, { "author": "Valk's Quests", "message": "The woman was rightly cautious, but nothing seemed to be going on other than the start of a rainy spittle from the sky, a few drops landing here and there. The man lowers his hand when she takes the bag and focuses on cleaning his face up slightly. Once his question is answered, he answers her deftly. \"Aye, yes, I feel much better. Thank you, kind stranger.\"\n\nHe smiles at her request to walk him home, but he shakes his head, raising his free hand to refuse her as he speaks, seemingly flattered. \"Oh, thank you for the warning, I appreciate it. I am sure I can head home from here, it isn't far and I know the way well. I'll make sure to walk quickly. In fact, I best be on my way, lest they return. Take care, fair lady, until next time.\" He quickly bows with a nod of his head before he sets off, holding onto his cloth tightly and striding his way off down the street, his walk prideful despite his torn shirt and bloodied trousers.\n\nHe'll probably be fine. Probably. Cynthia's new reward isn't fairly profitable - only seven silver coins, but it's something for nothing. With a good deed done, the rain starts to fall slightly faster. It's going to be wet soon." } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Boreas stared to the sea with a blank stare, the wind swept the silken cloth like they are living and dancing, it was evening on Salvainia, and a good place to rest yourself. Nikaia can be seen in the distance, running around.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Leaving the marketplace, a Canifor could be seen making her way past the crowds towards Boreas with a Jackal at her side. Not too long ago had the two once encountered in the midst of trying to catch a rabbit, but now after selling it, Juna was making her way back to Boreas with the agreement of going to the local Tavern with him. Eventually she would spot him, standing not too far away from the open water to which she would gradually make her way over to him, giving a quiet* \"Hi...\"*In greeting. It was mostly so she didn't appear to sneak up on them, something that could quickly lead to an instinctual attack if she wasn't careful or at least that's what she thought as she made her way over to his side.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Boreas head turned swiftly as he nearly unsheathes his knife, then he quickly calmed himself and smiled back to Juna* \"Ah- Heya Juna! Good to see you here, i was just seagazing, it's really serene and calming here\" *He sighes slowly* \"So yeah? Let's go to the tavern shall we?\" *Boreas whistled and his horse slowly made her way to his side*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would give a light smile, nodding in response. She wasn't one of many words, knowing very well that it didn't always take much for one to understand what another was trying to say. Jace's head would tilt up towards Boreas as he whistled for his horse, the Jackal's attention briefly caught by it as he let out a bark in response. Juna would watch as the horse approached, one ear lowering to give off a confused look as she asked quietly:*\"Are we... Riding the horse there...?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"If you dont want to, I'm fine with it\" *Boreas quickly mounted the Lymian horse and grabbed it's leash, his face turn to gaze the Canifor, and smiled again, before Nikaia slowly trotted in the road* \"Let's go, it's getting late by now\" *The oni took a deep breath, his mind was a slightly occupied by harrowing memory of the past, it's making his head hurt, but he hid it because he doesn't want to bleak other's day with his own struggles.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna gave a nod as she exhaled in relief of not having to ride. She always preferred moving on her own two feet, then again there may be a time in the future where she should learn how to ride an animal. Not a horse however, but something more feathery. She shook her head quickly, not wanting to think of it now with the thought of the egg she carried in her bag not making it past it's early days. Seeing Boreas move along, she would swiftly follow after to keep pace with them. Her Jackal wasn't too far behind, his tongue hanging out loosely as he followed them.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Boreas took something from his robe, a flute, it's pattern was not intricate, but not simple either, it was painted ghostly white with striking red thunder marks scattered all throughout the flute, before he played the instrument, he turned to face Juna again \"So how's the egg been doing? Have you kept it safe?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Yes it's been... Okay I think...?\"*She says in partial question to her own self as she glanced back to the egg in her bag. Juna honestly wasn't sure how to tell if an egg was okay or not. So long as it wasn't broken it was still alive right...?*\"Do you... Do you know when Airstrider eggs are meant to hatch...?\"*She asked with a slight tone of concern her voice.*\"It's just... I feel like it's been quite a while since I've gotten it and... I'm not sure if it's meant to have hatched by now...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "beans16", "message": "*Addy would be walking along the beach looking at the beautiful sky where the sun was setting into the horizon just beyond. She would look at the water's reflection of the sunset and enjoyed living in this moment with the smell and sounds of the ocean and the gentle breeze*" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "*The sounds of hooves against the soft sand was slow and ponderous, the centaur strolling long the coastline with a contented smile, draped in a light cloth, his chest half-bare as bandages covered burn marks. \n\nDespite the clear pain he was in, Circine gave another sigh, watching the sunset wistfully, taking in a breath of the sharp sea breeze.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*As she was walking, she would be able to see something in the distance and she would decide whether to approach it or not. After some time deliberating she would choose to cautiously approach whatever was in the distance in front of her*" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "*Easily picking up the light footsteps of the person behind him, Circine would slow his stroll, turning his torso slightly, eyeing whoever was behind her with a curious hum.*\n\"Someone sneaking up on me...?\"\n*He'd ask with mock suspicion, the sarcasm clear from the warm smile he wore.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Sorry to startle you\" *She would say in a soft but warm tone. She would be just behind him and would look at him with warmth in her eyes*" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "*The centaur would return the warmth, beaming gently as he turned to face her, his thin caparison sweeping across his front legs as he gave a small bow in greeting.*\n\"Not at all, madam. Out for a stroll as well? This is one of my favourite views in Salvainia...\"\n*He spoke with a deep, smooth tone; his voice lowered as the waves crashed upon the sand.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would curtsy in response to his bow* \"Indeed I am. It is a wonderful view and it's also one of my favourite places to be but I can't help but to notice that you're injured\" *She would look at the bandages on his chest*" } ]

[ { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "\"No, it's alright... Gives me time to relax just a little more this next week.\"\n*He returned, another contented smile flashing her way as his eyes wandered back to the sea.*\n\"Do you live here, madam? I'd say, this would be a wonder to see every day...\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright if you say so\" *She would also turn to face the water once more* \"Unfortunately i don't but i do come here quite often as i find this place very calming, not to mention the sunsets are absolutely stunning. Oh by the way my name is Adeliza\" *She would say as she smiled at him*" }, { "author": "retro109", "message": "\"A shame... Ah, a pleasure. Circine, son of Haracene.\"\n*He gave another bow, exchanging pleasantries as best he could due to his injuries. He slowly lowered himself to the sand, stretching and chuckling softly.*\n\"What brings you to this town, then? All have a purpose for their wandering, even one as aimless as myself.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would politely sit down beside him, keeping an eye on his injuries* \"Well i live in this area and i tend to come outside to be with the nature whenever i can\"" } ]

[ { "author": "retro109", "message": "\"I see... What a place to live, hm? Perhaps I'll settle somewhere similar.\"\n*Again he sighed, sitting straight and closing his eyes - his tail swishing contentedly in the rising breeze. An empty scabbard could be seen from under his caparison, the metal top-piece glinting gently in the sun.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"That'll be nice if you do but what brings you to the beach today?\" *She would say as she looked out at the waves going towards the sand and then retreating, enjoying the calming sounds that it made*" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "\"I have a day off, of sorts... But that suggests I have a schedule, so I'm relaxing for today.\"\n*He returned a low, ponderous chuckle, casting his eyes towards her, his smile unfading as he turned the question on her.*\n\"And yourself? You don't strike me as the wandering sort...\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well you're right about that. My boyfriend is a merchant so he goes out to do business a lot and sometimes i go with him but when i don't, i tend to spend my days here\" *She would turn to look at him as she spoke*" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "\"Your partner is a merchant, hm? You and him must go all around Salvainia.\"\n*He commented warmly, chuckling softly and nodding; his shoulders dropping slowly as he relaxed further.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i mostly go with him when he goes into the city to do business but i guess there have been a couple times when i've gone to other cities with him\" *She would then remember the time that they met with a warm smile on her face*" } ]

[ { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "\"Yes, I am sure... We centaurs have tougher skin than most. I'm lucky to be able to move around, despite the mild pain.\"\n*While he winced every so often, the centaur was far more engrossed in their conversation than concerning himself with his condition.*\n\"What is it you do? I know some are content at home, but I've noticed how different the people's of Salvainia are to many of the kingdoms...\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well if you say so\" *She would say as she turned to look out at the water again* \"I'm a craftswoman... I enjoy making clothes which is my main source of income but on the side, i love to cook\"" }, { "author": "Circine Katale", "message": "\"Ah, an artisan! My mother and sisters were the same, made winter shawls and armour... And a cook as well? Quite versatile, I see.\"\n*He chuckled warmly, nodding and closing an eye at her.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would giggle at his remark* \"I'm sure your mother and sisters made some beautiful shawls\"" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*All thing considered, it was a long time since Kibaru just sat a t the coast fishing. The're was a light breeze blowing past him, keeping the wolf boy nice and cool on the beach. He sat on a chair that dug in a little into the sand. His coat now open from the warmer surroundings. His feet lied buried under the sand with his boots finding a place next to his chair. His bright blue tails had already made a pattern in the sand behind him from lightly wagging. His pants was rolled up as not to get dirty.*\n\n*With a long and satisfying yawn, Kibatu spoke to himself* \"This is quite nice, should bring Addy for a little fishing next I see her\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Who's addy?\"\n*Wondered Horace allowed, standing behind the wolf man. His shoes in hand, letting his feet sink into the warm ocean sand. Pants and shirt rolled up all the same as he looked down at the wolfkin.*\n\"Oh right, uh... Hey there. Mind if I join ya?\"\n\n*The elf said with a friendly breeze. Though the two wouldn't know it, they had something similar in their relationship of the sea. Horace had been in main land for as long as he could remember... Though there was something familiar about it. Like something special had taken place on the coast... What it was, he could never seem to recall ``(retcon)``.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's tails stopped and he seemed to freeze with Horace suddenly speaking. Kibaru was too relaxed an didn't pay attention to his surrounding. His right hand would hand it's way onto the Katana on his left waist, though it wouldn't be visible to Horace form from where he stood. He would slowly turn his gaze around to look at Horace* \"Must have misheard me stranger.\"\n\n*He would then slowly turn seeing as Horace wasn't acting hostile just yet.* \"Sure. Just don't make to much noise or I'll have to silence you, ok?\" *He said with a friendly tone*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "*Horace didn't seem to need to see what danger there was. An internal sense within him tipping him off to the Canifore's threat. Though he doesn't make a move, instead just smiling lightly.*\n\n\"If you say so.\"\n*The elf says, shrugging off what threat the wolf did make. He plops himself down next to the wolf, side eyeing his hands to see what was giving him such a bad feeling.*\n\"You seem pretty guarded friend. I don't bite, hope you don't either.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Oh I bite. I really like to bite.\" *He said with a grin as he looked down at the stranger* \"Touch my fish and you'll know exactly how hard I can bite\" *He said as he looked down to where a mat laid with the fish on it. There seemed to be blood, a sign that they dies quickly after being caught* \"The better question is why you're not guarded. You did just meet an animal in the wild and snuck up on him\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Okay okay, jeez... Would it kill ya to just relax?\"\n\n*Horace says with a roll of his eyes. Glancing with an uninterested look at the Oka's deceased catch. It was indeed quite large, but no more than a few silver in worth. Not a good reason to start trouble.*\n\n*The thief glances up at the Oka, raising an eyebrow.*\n\"What, is a little bit of friendliness that unheard of for you? Besides, a little cub like you wouldn't do much.\"\n\n*The elf held a chuckle back, placing his hands behind his head as he laid back in the sand.*\n\"If I snuck up on you, that's your own fault for being oblivious ain't it? I wasn't even trying to be sneaky...\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Yes, it would kill me to relax. For all I know, you could be an assassin or thief. And I'm not a friendly person.\" *And the mention of being a cub his expression would change to a slightly irritated face* \"We Okami don't exactly age physically. For all you know, I could be old enough to be your father\" *He said before turning his gaze back with a scoff* \"So what. You looking for conversation with the wild life here?\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"So skeptical... Someone's compensating.\"\n*Horace remarked to himself, his eyes closed so he isn't blinded by the gentle sun bearing down. His legs outreached across the sand as he listened to the wolf.*\n\n\"I've noticed... Many a time has an Oriate girl who looks no more than 20 revealed herself as 100 to me. It's pretty freaky after awhile...\"\n\n*Horace smirks to himself, crossing his legs over one another.*\n\"I'd hardly call you wild, but sure, a conversation would be quite nice. Helps pass the time till I leave or pass out.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would look at him with genuine confusion* \"Wh- hu- How's be sceptical mean someone's compensating?\" *His gaze would then turn to the horizon and he frowned trying to figure out what Horace had just said. Was he messing with him or was he just below average when it came to intelligence. Shaking his head as he gave up on trying to figure it out he'd look back at Horace* \"And if I decide to slit your throat in your sleep?\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"You compensate for your weakness with your caution, don't you? Your first instinct is to go for your sword when there's no danger. You fear when you have no need to. To be as strong as you think of yourself to be, you must trust in your own ability.\"\n\n*Horace said, completely talking out of his ass. For the most part, he just wanted to tease the wolf boy Abit as entertainment. Nothing more.*\n\n*The elf would peer up at the Oka with one lazily opened eye.*\n\"It'd be a miracle if you could honestly. But hey, in the small chance you do, good job. You managed to kill some guy who's just trying to have a conversation, taking a nap.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would look in the opposite direction trying to stop himself from laughing at his own lack of intelligence. Before returning to look back at Horace* \"I'm weak, yes. But so is every other person. It's not a matter of 'if', but of what. **To know one's weakness is a strength on it's own. A strength many lack**\" *He said sounding like an elder lecturing the young* \"And I'm pretty sure you'll be able to keep me full for a few days. That and whatever you owned now becomes mine\" *Of course Kibaru had no intention of actually killing a sleeping man, especially not one under his protection*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Looks like someone's got a brain eh?\"\n*Horace says, shrugging off the Oka's words once more.* \n\n\"You remind me of someone else who enjoys eating elves... Creepy... Maybe you can eat me, but I'm often told by skin is quite rough to get through... Plus I don't have much on me. Unless you think some shabby clothes is worth it.\"\n\n*Horace would yawn lightly, sitting up with a stretch. He looks towards the sun, then to the open sea.*\n\"Hm... A swim might be nice...\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Though skin's nice to chew on. And I won't say no to free clothes\" *He said with a shrug. The second Horace mentioned swimming Kibaru would look at him with a bit of anger and concern* \"Swim here and you'll die\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Guess what they says is true, one man's trash is the next mans treasure.\"\n*Horace shrugs, raising an eyebrow at the sudden aggression. Oh, right... He was fishing...*\n\n\"So angry... Y'know, i can't remember the last time i saw a supposed animal fishing... It's almost like you aren't a beast at all! Who would of thought.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*He then tilted his head back at Horace* \"Must have never see a bear, huh?\" *He asked with a shrug* \"Just because I fish like a normal person, it doesn't make me less of an animal. I may be what ever the hell I want. Just as you have the right to be friendly, so do I have the right to be aggressive. Especially when a stranger randomly shows up while I'm busy trying to catch my own food.\" *Just as he spoke, he stood up with a hard pull on his pole before he started to reel it in*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"I have, but bears usually use streams, not *The ocean*.\"\n*Horace sighs, the stubbornness of this wolf was... Quite amusing. How he'd lucked up today, finding such a person to mess with. The elf smirks to himself, letting his arms hold him up against the warm coarse sand.*\n\"How honorable a thought, freedom to express of whatever...\"\n\n*The thief raises an eyebrow, glancing at Kiba as the wolf stands and begins reeling in a fish. Ah, now he's left with a decision... Sabotage or no sabotage... What's a little trickery gonna do, hm?*\n\"Whoops-\"\n\n*Horace calls out, his leg jerking and kicking the chair Kiba had been sitting on. Said chair slides forward across the sand quickly, aiming to take out the wolve's legs and hopefully distracting him enough to drop the pole.*" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would continue forwards to the ocean, with the chair hitting his tails before his legs, Kibaru would grind his teeth a bit as he continued on with his catch. Pulling and tugging as the fish started to break the surface and become visible, as he further approached the ocean, his tails would rais up as to not get wet and soon enough he would pull the fish out of the ocean. After he bot his fish into his hands, he would quickly bend over and grab something in the ocean. As he approached Horace he would as with a smile* \"Want it?\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"No, im good. Elves don't really eat *Raw* Fish like that...\"\n\n*Horace says, mildly annoyed that his little trick didn't seem to do much. Now that he thought about it, the elf was getting a little hungry. Perhaps it was time to head back to the city, get some food. The thief stands, glancing down at Kibaru.*\n\"By the way, i didn't seem to catch your name.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Was going to cook them... Well here, take this anyway\" *Kibaru said with a smile before throwing a crab at Horace. No prank shall go unnoticed by Kibaru. And he did appreciate the effort Horace put in, but now it was his turn to prank*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile and almost start to laugh* \"Let that be a lesson on how to pull a prank at the see\" *He Then put the fish down on the mat before taking a knife and quickly putting an end to it's life* \"As for cooking it... Well I guess that's something even a monkey can do\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "*The elf continues to flail in an attempt to remove the crab. A final hard Yeet straight back at Kiba, dislodging the crab. With that, he gave a relieved sigh, rubbing his sore hand.*\n\"What an amazing prank... Eh, I've seen more intelligent things do less.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would watch the grab fly towards him and hit his chest and fall to the ground. He would quickly move away from the grab as not to get pinched himself* \"Thanks Mr. Crab. You were quite entertaining\" *He then moved a bit to a circle of stones* \"Well... Want a fish or not?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Promise you won't throw a crab at me, *Then* I'll say yes...\"\n*Horace stands up as well in an attempt to avoid the free roam crab.*\n\n\"Last time I had fresh caught fish... I don't think I've ever had any actually. It's usually meat from cattle or chicken. Main land foods.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well. I'll cook it if you don't want to risk burning it. You don't mind holding the fort for a bit, do you?\" *He said as he went over to the nearby forest to grab some wood. After a little but he would soon return with wood in his arms*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro \"Manwhore \"", "message": "\"Wait, you're leaving?\"\n*Horace seemed confused as the Oka began on his way to leave. Pausing for a moment in the sand as silence took the beach. Oh well, it's his own fault. The man seemed to of let his guard around a thief. And though the fish wasn't exactly worth it, it was simply in his nature.*\n\n*As Kiba comes back from his wood chopping journey. He would find his temporary fishing camp raised. His fish stolen, his fishing pole gone, and the chair knocked over in the sand. The last thing missing would be the elf himself.*" }, { "author": "com.co", "message": "He was a thief all along\n\nAnd now your fishing shit is his" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would pace her way to the edge of treeline, overlooking the wide expanse of water from where she stood at the forest's end. The sandy beach was a place she only occasionally visited, never truly favoring the water. However, this place proved to be a nice location for a simple break from things. In her hands was a bag and within said bag, was her young Airstrider hatchling. She'd walk her way down to the beach, being followed by her trusty Jackal companion before placing the bag down on the send.*\n\n\"Okay Juni...\"*She'd whisper, opening the flap of the bag to allow the small bird to hop out and explore the area.*\"Please don't wander too far... This place should be great for you to run around...\"*If there was only one thing she learned about Airstriders at all is that they liked running, at least that's what she learned from constantly having to chase down the surprisingly quick bird. Being given new freedom, Juniper would waddle about in the strange grainy sands of the beach to which Juna would simply keep a watchful eye over for the time being.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "*The coast was rarely something he'd seen. He'd heard what it was like but upclose it was a totally different experience. He sighed deeply, it felt nice having a break.*\n\n*He shielded his eyes and looked up. Aurym noticed what seemed to be another traveler with a furry companion? Aurym he'd go and introduce himself since he had nothing else to do. He stood up, rubbing the sand off of his clothes, and walked to greet the person.*\n\n\"Hello.\" He'd say with a subtle wave." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would flick at the sound of someone approaching, quickly whirling around as her heart would skip a beat. They were not alone. She'd grab at her staff, pointing it in front of her defensively as one would a spear as she narrowed her gaze at this newcomer.*\"Who are you?\"*She'd question, making sure she stood guard between him and her bird.*\"And what business do you have here?\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Woah!\" He said as he backed away slowly. His hands up, palms facing her.\n\"I apologize but I'm not here to start a fight. My name's Aurym.\"\n\n*Aurym spun around to show that he had no weapons on him.* _This woman was dangerous. I should be more careful next time._ *He thought.*\n\n\"I am only here to enjoy the beach and I assume you are here for the same reason.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would look him over, her gaze narrowing at him.*\"Last person to say that came to steal from me.\"*She'd snap.*\"Why are you really here? What do you want from me?\"\n\n*It was obvious Juna had grown to be a bit paranoid after recent events, finding herself backing away slightly just so that she could keep Juniper in her line of sight in the event that he tried anything.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Why would I try anything? Look at this view!\" He said, turning to the glistening sea. \n\n\"I wanted to introduce myself since there was no one to talk to.\" He reasoned, lowering his hands into his pockets.\n\n*Aurym could feel the tense situation that these two formed. He also felt a bit guilty for approaching her like that.*__Damn it, she probably thinks I'm some bandit.__ *He thought, shaking his head internally.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She'd pause for a long moment, looking between him and the sea before eventually drawing her staff away.*\"I'm Juna...\"*She would say cautiously.*\"I haven't seen anyone like you around here before...\"\n\n*The Canifor would plant her staff against the sand, slowly growing lax enough to allow Juniper to continue wandering the beach out of the corner of her eye. Jace would follow after the young bird, finding interest in chasing after her as she continued running with surprising haste for her youth.*\"Are you... From around here?\"*She'd ask, her gaze focusing more on his own as if the small shift of eyes was enough to suggest his intent.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "__It must be unusual for people like her to see a Ryujin since we live in a much different climate and region.__ *He thought.*\n\n\"Well, nice to meet you Juna.\" He'd say, smiling.\n\n\"And to answer your question, I am not from around here. I happened to have heard of this place while I traveled and I decided to visit.\" \n\n__I should've visited sooner, it is such a pleasant area to be in.__ *He thought. *Aurym sat down, sighing. He saw the furry companion that she possessed but he did not notice that there were two.*\n\n\"Well then, what brings you here Juna?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*With Aurym coming to sit down, Juna would eventually relax her hold the staff. The Canifor's head shifted to gaze out towards the ocean waves. They were nice, though she'd never want to get too close to them.*\n\n\"A break.\"*She'd say to answer his question.*\"A break from the forest. I figured my companions would enjoy running around out here more...\"\n\n*The Canifor would sit herself down on the ground some distance away from him, wrapping her arms around her knees.*\"I do not prefer it too much out here, but... It's alright...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "*The warmness of the area reminded him of the climate back home. He wondered how his family were doing. Hopefully business is booming back home, he'd chuckle internally.* \n\n*The Cerulean kobold nodded his head slowly as she spoke.* __Probably an appropriate place to have a break, I guess.__ *He thought.*\n\n\"I see..\" He'd respond.\n\n*Aurym turned to look at her, particularly her staff and became intrigued.* __Does she practice magic?__ He thought.*\n\n\"Are you some type of mage, Juna?\" He asks, gesturing at her staff." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would stare out into the ocean, watching the Airstrider and Jackal run out in the distance just short of the waves that managed to reach the beach.*\n\n\"No...\"*She would say distantly.*\"I used to know magic but... I believe I lost my touch after a while...\"*Her hand would run along her staff. Its use was never for magic anyways, simply up close combat. She used to be able to heal at a single touch, but now that was gone too as well as her other gifted abilities. Where they have gone, she wasn't sure.*\n\n\"I'm just a simply huntress out here...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Aw.. That is quite tragic.\" He replied, his head lowered. Aurym felt a bit of sympathy inside of him as she responded to him.\n\n*Checking his magic, the palm of his hand flickered with a white flame, being grateful that he had his magic. It was such an amazing gift and he felt appreciative of his draconic lineage.* __Some people aren't as lucky as others and I have to acknowledge that.__ *He thought. Aurym's flame extinguished as he closed his hands, he then looked at her.*\n\n\"I'm grateful that I can still perform arcane arts. I'm traveling the world while learning magic and honing my skills with the spear but having a break seemed nice.\" \n\n\"Anywho, let's change to much more pleasant topics. What are their names?\" He asked, pointing towards her comapnions." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"That's... Nice...\"*Juna would say in response to him claiming gratitude of his abilities, a sense of envy in her tone as she'd turn her head away at the burning sensation growing in her throat.\n\nMaybe from shame or even frustration, nevertheless she hid the feeling. Only when he'd change the subject would she finally bring herself to look back at him. What were their names? The Canifor would gaze out to her two companions, saying:*\n\n\"The Jackal... Is named Jace and... The Airstrider...\"*She'd say, using the word with hesitation knowing the value that came from it.*\"Her name is Juniper...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Juni.. And Juna!\" He'd say, chuckling at the names. \n\"Well I'll be honest, they are very adorable.\" He says, tilting his head to look at Jace and Juniper.\n\n*Aurym smiled and thought about getting a companion himself. It would be nice to have good company while on the road. He'd nod internally, considering the choice.*\n\n\"Y'know, I might just get a companion myself but I doubt my abilities to take care of one, unfortunately.\" He'd laugh, imagining what it would be like." } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna wouldn't share his humor, finding it relatively normal with the names she gave them. Her ears merely flicked in acknowledgement to his words as she'd finally turn to look back at him.\n\nShe'd listen to him mention wanting to get a companion, something others typically said in seeing her own. At least that's what her friend did once. Hopefully they're still doing fine. It had been a while.*\n\n\"What kind of companion?\"*She'd ask him more so curiously. Whether or not he would get one, she supposed it didn't matter with his doubt in his caretaking ability. Though it was a wonder what kind of animal he was trying to get in the first place.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Hmm.. Well, it would be nice to have a small bird, the size of which can sit on your finger.\" He replied, gesturing to his hand. \n\n*Aurym imagined what it would look like. A tiny red figure flapping its wings rapidly to gain height. The bird circling around him, chirping as it settles back down. Although this seemed like a pleasure to have, he also wonders if it would fly away and leave on a whim. His eyes widened at the thought but quickly faded as he turned back to look at Juna.* \n\n\"I'm imagining a type of bird that is able to accelerate into top speed in a matter of seconds. What a sight that would be.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would flick at the thought, soon turning her gaze towards her chirping Airstrider.*\"I don't know much about birds...\"*She'd admit to him as he considered the idea of getting a small bird of his own.*\n\n\"I wish I did though... The most... I've ever really interacted with them were... During my hunts really...\"*She'd say.*\"Them and Juniper... I met a lady who seemed to know about birds and... These bird people... Utos... I think they were... I wish I had the chance to learn more about bird care now that Juni has hatched...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Wow! Juniper was just a hatchling? That's quite adorable.\" He'd comment, chuckling at the image he pictured in his head about tiny Juniper.\n\n__These animals are so energetic, haha.__ *He thought as he watched them run around the sandy beach. Aurym also became curious with the mention of bird people called Utos? Although he's never heard of them, he is still intrigued. __I also would've liked to learn how to nurture a hatchling from that lady she mentioned. Just in case I face a situation of actually raising a companion of my own.__ *He thought.*\n\n\"To be honest, I'm not sure if I have ever heard about the Utos people but they sound interesting.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"I didn't either...\"*She'd say in agreement of him.*\"But then I saw one... He... Didn't look like a complete bird like I thought... More human like but... With wings... Kind of like me compared to... Other Canifors I suppose...\"\n\n*The Canifor seemed to try to process it as she explained it. It hadn't been long since she's seen the Uto. Part of her hoped he would visit some time, but the other part didn't want to accidentally attack him in her moment of distrust.*\"But he's gone now... Gone to explore...\"*She'd finish.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Interesting..\", the Kobold said, nodding. \n\n__A man with a wings..? Those feathers must be quite massive.. __ *He questioned, internally. The mention of this man's description has Aurym's imagination blooming. He's never met anyone like that before but then again, he hasn't really explored the world as much as others.*\n\n\"I have a vague picture of this man, I imagine his feathers and wings being an extension of his body,\" Aurym said,\"I'm unsure why but I imagine the man's feathers are colorful.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Yeah...\"*Juna would say, deciding to agree with him despite the lack of truth behind it.*\"Colorful...\"*She'd bring her knees close to her, small grains of sand having collected on her exposed legs.*\n\n\"Sometimes I wonder if he could fly... He seemed like he wanted to... But... He never did...\"*She'd say, practically thinking aloud in memory of the bird man.*\"It must be so nice to fly... You can just... Escape everything...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "*Aurym turned his head to look at Juna, still holding his forearm up to shield his eyes.* \n\n\"That would be amazing..\" The Kobold responded,\"Seeing people from around the world, flying through the skies like birds,\" Aurym said gesturing to the clouds. \n\n*The Ryujin gave thought to her words then he looked back at the clouds. As he laid there with Juna, he imagined having large wings and trying to fly for the first time. He shook his head and laughed at the thought of learning how to fly. Aurym turned back to Juna, to follow up her response.*\n\n\"I also agree, we would never land back down if we learned flight,\" Aurym replied,\" I for one would never,\" Aurym said, laughing quietly.\n\n\"Hmm.. Large cities..\" He paused,\" Like floating islands! Islands higher than the eye can see.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"How do you think we'd get the islands in the sky...?\"*She asked, seemingly perplexed by the thought. Maybe with enough magic it could happen, but surely it was impossible to make several flying islands in the sky. Still though, it was nice to think about.\n\nHer jackal would gradually return to her, his pelt wet from from running about in the water. Juniper would soon join him, letting out a series of chirps as she neared the Canifor's face and would try to flap around for attention.\n\nJuna would soon sit up, having to rub some of the sand off her.*\"Are you hungry Juniper...?\"*She'd ask the small bird, growing used to having to feed her several times a day as she would take a small bit of jerky out of her pouch to give to the Airstrider before the bird would peck at it.*\"Maybe the birds will join us in the sky islands... I don't think Juniper will ever be able to fly though...\"*She'd say.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"I'm not sure, but we'll do it somehow,\" He said, laughing. \n\n*Aurym then raised his arms up behind his head to rest on. The idea of having floating islands seemed very astonishing to him. He imagined that the earth would crumble and split into pieces of land that flew up into the skies. He shook his head, dismissing the thought. Aurym tilted his head to look at the companions, smiling as she fed them.* \n\n\"Maybe,\" He said.\n\n\"I'd imagine our land began to rise up and become the sky islands,\" He suggested,\"But that's my thoughts on the topic.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She'd tilt her head towards him at his statement. He thinks the world would just completely because of their ability to fly? If the land didn't for the birds then why for them? It was a curious thought anyways.\n\nShe'd let out a soft sigh as Juniper would finish eating, giving the bird a light stroke atop her head before she'd return to her wanderings.*\"I'm sorry... About... About before...\"*The Canifor would apologize. Maybe she shouldn't have been so quick to assume Aurym was here to do any wrong, but it became increasingly hard to tell at times.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Hm?\" He'd say at the sound of his name spoken.\n\n\"It's alright, I don't blame you for keeping your guard up,\"He'd reply in a soft tone,\"Most people would most likely do the same.\"\n\n*Aurym sat up, brushing off the sand off of his back. He raised up his arms to stretch, a sigh of satisfaction after doing so. Aurym would sit with his knees up to his chest and arms around him.*\n\n\"Juna..\" The Ryujing said,\"Do you go questing? Killing monsters and that type of thing.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Most people are...\"*She'd say soon trailing off as her eyebrows furrowed in thought. It would be wrong of her to say anything bad considering there were those willing to help who she had left in the time being.\n\nBeing asked if she went questing, Juna would fall silent as if she needed to think it over.*\"I used to... Quite a few times actually... It was... My main way of making coin before the winter... When it came I tried taking jobs and well... They...\"\n\n*Once again she fell silent.*\"I've stopped questing since Juniper hatched... Most requests ask me to attack people and... I'm just not good enough at it... Maybe fighting monsters would be better for me... At least then I'd actually have the stomach to kill...\"*She'd find herself explaining as memories of the elves and bandits flooded her mind.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"I see..\" He said, nodding slowly,\"It must be an unusual feeling..\"\n\n*Aurym looked at Juna's expression as she explained. His eyes widened as he realized that he shouldn't be pushing her to talk about the topic.*\n\n\"I apologize Juna,\" The Ryujin said, with a soft tone,\"I won't press any further.\"\n\n*The Kobold put some thought to her words.* __Killings or assassinations must be the requests that Juna spoke of, dealing with outlaws and things like that I presume.__ *Aurym dismissed that thought and changed to a more pleasant topic. He then remembered what she said about Juniper.*\n\n\"Anywho, how old is Juniper?\" He'd ask." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would flick absently at his question, her gaze shifting to the small bird making herself comfortable on the beach as she would come to sit down atop it. She knew he was changing the topic, perhaps something so gruesome shouldn't be brought up. She had already nearly killed several times for the sake of protecting her airstrider, some of which being innocent.*\n\n\"She's about a couple months now...\"*The Canifor would whisper, surprised herself with how many months had passed.*\"I guess... I was fortunate that she hatched closer to late winter than in the middle of it... Winter was... Harsh this year... I suppose it's harsh for most... Just... Worst for Hunters and those who rely on the animals out here...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "*Aurym, nodded as he understood how hard it must have been to hunt animals in such a difficult weather condition.* __Especially having to care for your young ones while doing so.__ *He thought, glancing at the Jackal and the Airstrider.* __Juniper is merely a youngling. However, the small Airstrider is very energetic.__ *The cerulean Ryujin took off his attention towards her companions and turned back to talk to Juna.*\n\n\"Agreed, I would imagine hunting in that type of weather is inefficient,\" He replied,\"Although, I do wish you good fortune for the next season.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would give a dip of her head in gratitude.*\"I'm hoping Juniper will be much stronger by then... It should be at least allow me to not worry so much about... Every small thing getting her...\"*The Canifor would say.*\"I guess I am pretty fortunate to know of those willing to help during the winters but... I'm afraid I've secluded myself from them since Juniper's hatching. I'm... Not even too sure if they'd be all too glad to meet me after all this time without a word...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"True..\" He replied, slowly nodding,\" That would be quite unusual, but you never know,\" The Kobold said, shrugging.\n\"I'm sure they would understand if you explained your reasoning,\" He said.\n\n*Aurym imagined what it would be like to be hunting in a group. Although he's never done it, he would think that it would be very hard to maintain such stealth in a group. Unless of course a small group of people.* __It would also depend on what animal they are hunting,__he thought.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The Canifor would turn to face him, her head giving a curious tilt.*\"Would you help a friend who left you for a long time without a word?\"*She'd ask only for her thoughts to be flooded with her previous encounters, times when she'd abandon someone in the middle of the fight in being told to simply leave. She couldn't help but feel guilty about it, knowing very well the outcome of her partial betrayal, but this case was different. They had helped her all winter and after Juniper's hatching, she simply left. Maybe it was the guilt of it making her feel as if they wouldn't take her back or her own self-doubt of her being worth the help. It was hard to tell at times with her lack of confidence.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"Probably, I would forgive them if they gave me a valid reason,\" He responded then shrugged,\"Although, sure I might become upset but in the end, at least I know what happened to them.\"\n\"Although, I do know how they might have felt. Having to assist someone just for them to leave,\" He said,\"They might have also felt worried for you and your companions but it also might vary with different cases.\n\n*The Ryujin put his knees up, rubbing off the sands that touched his legs. He looked to the sea, as the water swept back and forth on the shore.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would lower her head in acceptance. He had a valid point, but maybe there was still a chance for her.*\"You're right...\"*She'd murmur, soon coming to stand up as she would brush at the sand that collected on her legs.*\"Thank you... I...I suppose I should go and see them again... Soon...\"*The Canifor wasn't sure when exactly she'd see them or even how for that matter after the split, but maybe she may be fortunate enough to. She just hoped she didn't attack first and ask questions later again.*" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "*Aurym would stand up, stretching his arms and tilting his head from side to side.* __It might be time to leave soon, we have been out here for quite a while.__ The young Ryujin thought. He turned to face her as he finished stretching.*\n\n\"No problem,\" Aurym said, smiling,\"I suppose I should be on my way, we have been out here for a good bit of the day.\"\n\"I do wish you good fortune in reunion with your group,\"He said, bowing slightly,\"It's been a pleasure knowing you Juna.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"It's been a pleasure getting to know you as well...\"*She'd say with a more awkward curtesy before turning around to pick up her Airstrider hatchling, soon calling to Jace to her his attention. Looking back at Aurym, she'd say:*\"Be careful around the outskirts of the forest... There are... Bad people with ill intent out there sometimes...\"" }, { "author": "Aurym Ingvild", "message": "\"I'll stay vigilant, thank you,\" The cerulean Kobold said, waving to her,\" Farewell, Juna.\"\n\n*Aurym smiled as he said his farewell. He walked back to the spot where he came from, leaving footprints in the sand, as he reached his spot he picked up his belongings. Aurym looked back to the Canifor as he held his items but she was already gone. The Ryujin shook his head and went on with his day, leaving the beautiful resort.*" } ]