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[ { "author": "komisama0649", "message": "Yuuki carefully took the sword in her hands, drawing her finger down the side of the blade. After a moment, it morphed in her hands, into a weapon roughly resembling a polearm. \"I see... Two cutting weapons, with a little strength and some sturdiness put into it. How much do you want it strengthened? If you wish for the Blessing of Strength to be empowered, I can do that. I can also apply a shredding power to it, to aid you against unarmored opponents. What say you?\" She returned the weapon to its sword form, holding it by the blade as she looked up at Oshikuru. \"I estimate such enchantments would take twenty five gold pieces. Worry not, I like to keep my reputation honest when it comes to all my work. You will not suffer poor workmanship nor faulty enchantments on your blade, this I swear to you.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru grinned behind his mask.* \"Yes, that would be great. Give it the maximum level of Blessing of Strength, and that Shredder enchant as well.\" *He opened the bag and counted out 25 gold pieces , carefully laying them on a nearby table*" }, { "author": "komisama0649", "message": "The kitsune nodded in response, kneeling back down by her forge and carefully placing the blade in the flames, up to its hilt. \"I shall heat it soft and carve the runes of enchantment at the base of the blade,\" She told him, scooping the gold pieces into her coinpurse. \"It shall not take more than ten minutes of time, I estimate. Once carved to the right depth and in the precise arrangement, the runes need only be filled with my mana in the appropriate distribution and hammered until the magic is bound. Your blade shall be stronger, and I shall be richer. A beneficial arrangement for the both of us, is it not?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru nodded* \"Beneficial indeed\"" }, { "author": "komisama0649", "message": "After a few minutes Yuuki drew the blade out from the flames, looking over its glowing orange hue with satisfaction. She set it down on the flat stone, drew a fine carving knife from her robes, and gently set the point against the blade near the hilt. With utmost precision she began cutting a series of thin, flowing runes in a circle across the side of the blade, each cut with absolute care as her hands never wavered. Once the circle was finished, she carved another set of runes inside it, and another, until she placed a final rune in the center. Further from the hilt, she drew a second circle, smaller than the first, and a center rune for that as well. Then Yuuki lifted the smooth stone in her hand, and as a small stream of blue mana flowed from her fingers as she gripped the sword by the handle, she began hammering over the runes, setting them into the metal until they fully disappeared from the surface. She scraped the stone over where the runes were, smoothing the blade, and dunked it in the cooling bucket, looking it over for any leftover marks before handing it back to Oshikuru with satisfaction. \"Finished. The enchantments have fully set within the weapon. You will find no issue with it.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Oshikuru gently grabs the blade, then tests it with a couple of swings. He could feel the power behind every swing.* \"Thanks Yuuki. For wares, I have coin.\" *He points to the 25 gold coins on the table, then bows* \"Have a good day\"" }, { "author": "komisama0649", "message": "Yuuki bowed in return. \"And to you, as well. May your enemy's throat never halt your blade.\" She sat back down by her forge and took some scrap metal from her pocket, placing it in an earthen mold and setting it in the forge to melt down. She'd have to keep working at her forge for a good while to make some more money." } ]

[ { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr, after his long trek from the would find his way back to the city of Salvainia. Only after giving his oxen a small rest break, they'd be lead over to his blacksmithing forge. He'd fiddle with his keys at the moment, trying to figure out which isn't a chest key and which is a door key.* \"So Khan, other then your kind shunning you, why don't they like you so much hm?\"" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan says **\"Short tempered. I'm easily angered, unnatural is a word I use to describe myself. Other then that I'm unsure.\"** His four arms rested in a crossed way. He gave multiple stares at passing people." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr would try to brute force his way into his home, causing a few people to stare at them as if they were insane. He'd just pocket his keys and take the reins of his oxen*\n\n\"Seeing that your a strong fellow, and i assume you know a few things about doors at least, could you open it? It seems to be jammed. While you do that, I'll go put the ox in the stables for now...\" *Said Rhogharr, guiding his ox.*" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan says **\"I'll do that.\"** He left Rhogharr to do his thing, he took two steps back from the door, body checking the door with full force causing the lock to break and the hinges to loosen with one busted off, the door opened. He didn't know any other way or opening it considering it wouldn't normally open." }, { "author": "devilsenpai", "message": "Jack grunted \"Well I do not like it when people with power bully weaker beings, one of the reasons I travel and sell wares I use my power to help the weak.\" As he looked at Tanner up and down bursting into laughter. \"Sorry for teasing but, How much gold do you have? Do not worry I will not steal from you.\" He said this while leading the fae through a crowd of people." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rbogharr, after putting his oxen up to his stables, would go back to see that his front door was basically wrecked at this point. He'd push what remained of it, mostly falling from the door frame, and just pulled the rest of it off.*\n\n\"That's one way to open a door Khan, but for now, hang up a piece of white cloth for me would ya? The least i want is some gust of wond to come in and put out the forge...\" *Said Rhogharr, hobbling over to his forge to add in more charcoal.*" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan says **\"My mother always said I was good at opening doors.\"** He said jokingly, he chuckled as he went over and searched for some sort of cloth to hang, he didn't want to get too snoopy in the house, rather just find a cloth and something to hang it with." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Inside was a pair of rolled up sheets of cloth, looking more on the terms of curtains than anything. They had a nice red velvet to them, which was uncommon for even a Smith to have. Meanwhile, Rhogharr was busy setting up the forge for his daily work. Getting his tool rack and anvil set up in the correct way.*\n\n\"Khan, for now, i think I'll teach you the 'poor man's' forging process for now. Which is known as casting, it ain't hard really, just takes a little bit of elbow grease to get it done...\" *Said Rhogharr, trotting around with a big stone cauldron*" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, he knew he was weak but it'd be the first time someone wished to protect him. His blush softly deepened as he adverted his gaze for a moment,* \"Hehh... Yuuh, ah guehss ah neehd pruhtehcting, huh?\" *He softly says with a nervous chuckle,* \"Ahnd ah ohnly hahve abuuht... Twehnty-threeh gohld coihns? Ah muhstly lihve ohff tuh lahnd suh ah duhn't ahlwahys obtaihn luhts ohf ihncohme fruhm heahling ahnd Bohtahny quh-quehsts buht enuuhgh tuh geht bhy.\"" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan says **\"I'm use to a bit of manual labour and elbow grease, believe it or not.\"** The four armed man picked up the curtain and just a hammer with two nails, holding two nail between his three fingers on his left hand of his lower set. The right and bottom row hand held the hammer, his upper arms carrying the sheet to the door frame.\n\nKhan placed down the curtain and tore down the busted door dropping it on the ground. He then picked up the curtain and hung it up, nailing the upper rim into the frame to hang it. Khan wasn't use to things like this but he assumed this was how you do it." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr would then get a large stone mold, having some trouble moving it die to his age, he used a mini cart to push alone one half of the big stone. It was very long, looking more of a sword indent then anything else.*\n\n\"So, once you're done with that, we'll start forging a few swords to sell. Usually they sell great, although they take about an eternity to manufacture the new way to do it.\" *Said Rhogharr, placing the stone on the ground lightly.* \"Now, my back already hurts just lugging this around, I'll get the clamps while yiu get the other stone in the cabinet to your right.\"" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan nodded, the large man hand shut the curtains fully, he then turned to the stone, checking the size he gripped the bottom of it with two hands, his other two hands ontop. As he lifted it off the ground and walked towards Rhogharr, he asks **\"Where do I put it?\"** He was carrying it rather easily." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr would be getting a set of wooden clamps he bought from a carpenter by bartering a knife and some dinnerware with him. He'd set the clamps close to the stone, but not exactly onto the stone as of yet.*\n\n\"Set it atop of that stone, make sure that the mold lines up exactly. If you're off by an inch, you're going to leak molten metal all over the shop. I'll fix it if it isn't perfect however..\" *Said Rhogharr, heating up the forge by borrowing a log from the fireplace.*" } ]

[ { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*After a short while both Tanner and Jack would walk around to find this blacksmith before finally getting some helpful directions by a kind merchant that noticed them go by twice and the fact they looked a bit lost. Now with directions they head over to where they were told to go, finding a house with... No door? Tanner tilts his head, thinking it'd be dangerous to only have a cloth for a door especially at night. Tanner looked over at Jack to see he was rather tired or in a trance, perhaps he hasn't been sleeping well? Tanner guides him inside the blacksmith's shop, both feeling a wave of heat once going inside from the forge.* \"Ph-Phuwww... Tahs... Hawht...\" *Tanner squeaks out softly, fanning himself a bit before he'd look around to find a Rhogharr walking about which Tanner gave him a polite bow in greeting.*" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan stopped walking around inside the rooms, he had to duck down to get through door ways because of his height. He went up to the paintings and just look at them." }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*As Khan walked into the room, Tanner would notice him in the corner of his eye and looked over at him in shock! He's never seen such a large man before, and with four arms nonetheless. At first Tanner felt himself tense up on instinct and his nerves over took him as he fumbled with his tunic, bowing kindly to the tall man respectfully.*" }, { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan looked to Tanner, he had no recognition with the bowing of respect, he was basically a humane caveman. He waved with one hand before turning around and looking at more paintings, his back had something that resembled scales, not easy to determine if it was a skin issue or a part of his messed up DNA." }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner blushes softly seeing Khan wave at him before waving back with a shy smile, he'd notice the strange scale like patches being intrigued but didn't want to stare and be rude so he looked away. If one were to compare the two's stature and size, the difference was dramatic. Tanner being 5'2\" And petite, and Khan being at least above 7 feet tall, which admittedly made Tanner nervous just like it did with traveling with Jack.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Khan", "message": "Khan stopped wandering, and he went to Rhogharr, a deep voice leaked as he says **\"Is there anything I can do to help around the forage?\"** His two lower hands rested at his sides, his thumbs in between his armour and his waist. His other two arms hanging down and against his waists." }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr would be pouring the molten steel into the mold, gently at first, but slowly applying more weight to each pull. He'd be sure to fill in the mold completely, as to make sure that it's not got any air pockets.*\n\n\"Well, you can do two things for me. I need my hand saw and i need to know what our new customer requires. Ask them if they need a tool, weapon or armor first, then go on about what they actualy need.\" *Said Rhogharr, pushing the cauldron out of the way so he may move the mold, making sure it isn't destroyed of any sort.*" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner stood there patiently, looking around at the wares and decor of the house absentmindedly before looking at Jack to see he was still a bit out of it. He quietly pursed his lips in thought, if Jack was daydreaming and tired from his journey most likely, how will he order for him? He didn't say what weapons he wanted made, so this would prove to be difficult. A soft sigh escaped Tanner's lips before he'd sit down with Jack wherever he was able to locate a designated sitting area and if there was none he'd just sit on the floor.*" } ]

[ { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr would walk on over to Tanner, he kept looking back at the forge, expecting everything to be set aflame if he isn't there 24/7. None the less, he was here now, wondering what this person needed... Or just to waste time.Is all.*\n\n\"Well, it's nice to see new faces around these parts, since I'd have the locals usually tell me of new arrivals. You an adventurer or something else, can't really tell from the looks of ye. Oh, sorry for the improper greetings, my name's Rhogharr, Master smith here.\"" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner blushes shyly as Rhogharr came up to him, adverting his gaze from looking him in the eye but was still kind to him. He briefly looked over at Jack to see he wasn't there anymore... He just left without a word or anything which meant Tanner did not make a new friend like he hoped, which made him sad as it showed on his expression.* \"Ouh... Uh-uhmm... Pl-pluhsuhre tuh meeht yuhw, Suhr.\" *He squeaks out softly, his voice quiet and small; somewhat hard to understand from how breathy and slurred it was.* \"A-Ah'm ah B-Bohtahnist, ah neehd ahy cahrving knihfe, ahnd ah smahll dahgger tuh hihde ohn muh puhrsohn suh ah cahn dehfehnd mahsehlf.\" *He says, struggling to get some words out and feeling embarrassed, wondering if he was being understood or if he should have just used his notebook and quill to write.* \"A-Ah'm Tahnnehr, bhy tuh wahy, n-nihce tuh meeht yuhw.\"" }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "\"So, the carving knife and dagger of yours will be 5 silver flat, of you want anything special with them that'll be extra. Or, you can give about 10 poubds of mushrooms for cooking and I'll give you both knives, sound like a good deal?\"" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner tilts his head trying to think, he could pay the fee no problem but he did want to be nice and give the mushrooms anyway since he gets so many traveling and harvesting.* \"I'll give you the money and the mushrooms! I have far too many anyway, I collect a lot from my travels so I don't mind. Would your tall friend like anything? I have a good amount of produce.\" *Tanner happily says, being as kind as ever like usual.* \"Oh! How much would a bow and arrow cost?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "boom1341", "message": "\"That's right, about face level for you though. Be careful however, blades are sharp, and I'm not paying for any medical expenses.\" *He'd be almost done with grinding the blade, putting a whetstone to it as he made it sharp. Soon enough, it would be able to cut fabric and other materials with ease.*" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner smiles and nods,* \"Will do! Even if I do, I am a healer so I'll be okay.\" *He says before moving past the large being,* \"P-Pardon m-me... Sorry~!\" *He cooed shyly before walking inside the back room, noticing the daggers just as the man said. He'd go on his tip toes to look at them before picking out a Rondel Dagger, inspecting it before nodding in approval. He now walks back over to Rhogharr and hands him the dagger.* \"This one, please.\"" }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "*Rhogharr, taking the dagger, would stab it into a piece of a wood as he placed the man's Carver next to it. A small roll of cloth would be done to wrap it, before tying them with a small piece of string.*\n\n\"Here you go, everything should be to your liking. If you have anymore requests or of that sort, then I'll gladly answer them. I can't make the sheathes for your knives sadly, you're gonna have to ask John the leatherworker. Besides that, have a good day.\"" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner nods, bowing his head kindly to the man.* \"Thank you so much for everything! I hope those mushrooms serve you well in your cooking and meals. Also can you tell me where the leatherworker is? I have no sense of direction; truth be told.\" *He asks, shyly rubbing the back of his neck.*" }, { "author": "boom1341", "message": "\"He's right by the hide workers shop. If you smell rotting corpses of animals, then he's just next door. Genius i must say\" *Said Rhogharr, taking the money for the knives and the mushrooms as well. Afterwards, turning off the forge and heading to the cellar.*" }, { "author": "botanyelf", "message": "*Tanner tilts his head at that description but nods,* \"Okay... Thanks again! Good day to you both!\" *He softly calls out best he can before rubbing his throat and waving goodbye to the large man with a kind smile then leaving.*\n\n*Tanner wandered about until his nose guided him to the foul stench, just as Rhogharr had said. He went into the shop and purchased two simple sheaths for his two new blades.*" } ]

[ { "author": "elskele", "message": "*The day of moving between shade had finished. Now that the sun was down, Yuu would pull down his hood, letting the cloak slide off his shoulders. He only wore it as a temporary thing out of necsessity, and being topless was much better than wearing this insult to fashion. He would stretch, after all, vampires ever feel better than they do at night. They had been wondering about for a while, so Yuu decided to give their journey a destination, given he wanted to go to town and get a new coat.*\n\n\"Hey Kyuu, what do you say we start walking to a city? I have somethings I want to buy by tomorrow. Ofcourse we can take our time and enjoy the journey.~\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Mizu would be a bit moody. She had hoped for some grand encounter in the woods, another minotaur, or even the undead caster's hideout, but instead all she did was walk by Yuu's side. Well, not that walking by his side didn't feel nice as she would glance at her hand that was still wrapped around his, but it seemed Yuu was also moody. She didn't know if it was because of the night or if he was upset about wearing the robe, but he didn't really any conversation or tease her. Well at least now he was starting to open up once more and for that her mood would brighten up once more.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"How polite of you to ask. I certainly won't mind, but mind I ask what you plan on buying? Is it perhaps another robe?\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Yuu would have a blank expression for a few moments. Was he too obvious in his dislike of the current robe? Well, there was no point in trying to hide it, especially not to Mizu anyway, after all he trusted her. His blank expression would turn to a smile as he looks at her.*\n\n\"Mhm. This... -really- isn't my style. Can't have you being seen with me wearing this, right? Would ruin your reputation.~\"\n\n*He'd tease her, mostly because it was fun, though it would also be to get their conversation going again, after all they didn't talk all that much during the day. There was one thing he wanted to do though. Reaching out for her face he would use his hand to grip her mask, slowly raising it to take it off if he wasn't stopped by her. He liked the mask, but it's been a while since he's seen her face, and had the sudden urge to see it again.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "[*Mizu would smirk at Yuu's teasing, glad that things were once returning back to how they were the night before.* \n\n\"How noble of you my fine knight to care for your lady's reputation. But I fear even if you were to change your wardrobe, my reputation would still be in ruins. After all, one's company says more about the person than the person themself\" *And she would motion to rather dull looking summons that had been carrying their meals for this trek*\n\n*As Yuu would reach out to remove Mizu's mask, she would be taken aback, but wouldn't stop him from doing so. While she could handle verbal teases relatively well, physical ones were much more difficult and she would feel her heart rate raise up once more. She had told him about the special meaning that mask held for her, a sort of proxy to control her own identity, and allowing him to take it, she was in a sense offering that control to him. But to say the least, she trusted him, or wanted to trust him at least, and would allow him to continue to remove it from her face, revealing her slightly blushed cheeks*\n\n\"Mhmmm? Curious if I changed under the mask?~\" *She would say in an attempt to tease him back to save her some grace*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*The Macen would still have ears so in a comedic fashion it would bring it's arm to where its heart would be and would do a clenching motion as if it hurts, to which Yuu would chuckle. Seeing that unlike his words, his actions actually had a physical effect on her, he would decide to see how far he could take it before she gave up in the metaphorical tag of war. As she said her tease, he would free his hand from hers and use it to gently hold her chin as he leaned forward. Being a mercifull wolf, all he did was plant a peck on her lips, unless he was stopped, be it before he even kissed her, or after he already did. If he was successfull however, he would top it off with a verbal tease back.*\n\n\"No, I just missed it.~\" *Yuu would have a confident, and maybe even cocky look on his face, truly curious as to how she would react.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*She would feel her heart beat faster and harder as Yuu's face approaches hers. It almost felt like she was using her feral ability given how much blood was pumping in her veins right now, but instead of going to her muscles, they were all being directed to her face causing it to turn into a fade shade of pink. She wasn't much of a romantic, but she at least understood the intimacy of a kiss and would actually kiss him back as his lips made their brief yet exciting contact with hers. Fireworks were going off in her head as she savored the moment. It was like having an exciting fight given how excited her body was with her tail wagging back and forth with terrfiying speed. As Yuu pulled back though, she would be visibly disappointed, her face clearly indicating she longed for more. However seeing Yuu's less than passionate face and cocky tease, she could feel the emotions she was building up quickly start to diminish as she slowly regained rational thought. However, she had to admit it was his win, and would simply turn away in embarrassment* \n\n\"W-well if that's the case, I suppose when we're the only ones around, I-I can keep it off. But my what a naughty knight you are, taking one of the firsts of your fine lady~\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Yuu would see that she longed for more when he pulled back, and it made him happy inside, even if the kiss was just meant to tease her. He was more than willing to provide more, but atleast for a while it could be fun to make her wait. He would lower his hand from her chin and back to her hand, taking it and intertwining their fingers, giving it a soft squeeze.*\n\n\"Why not be naughty when I can get away with it, right~\"\n\n*A part of him would be surprised when Mizu said it was a \"First\" For her. But looking back and judging by their previous interaction where she almost gave in to her lust infront of the others, it seemed to make sense.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "[*Her tail would wag back in forth as per normal whenever Yuu made contact with her, happy to have her hands in his. She would return the 'soft' squeeze forgetting how much stronger she was, before quickly adjusting it to a more comfortable position. She would sigh at Yuu's teasing, realizing his ego was a tad bit high, but even while she sighed at it, she actually found it attractive. Having a male dominate her slightly was a unique and pleasurable experience for her. That being said, it is no fun when one merely accepts attacks and doesn't offer any resistance. It takes two to play after all. But she didn't feel like dominating Yuu, and instead opted to take control over his teasing by playing along with his game* \n\n\"Oh, who said anything about you getting away with it~\" *And her grip around Yuu's hand would loosen a bit as she feigns losing her balance* \"Your fine lady feels like she will feint from shock of the sandal. Surely my knight must take responsibility for it~\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*It was obvious, too obvious that she wasn't actually falling. However even if there was a tiny, the most minuscule, chance that she was actually going to fall, Yuu couldn't just let her. He would instinctively grab her by the hand and pull her into himself, wrapping his arms around her. What a sly wolf, he had underestimated her. Doing something that she knew Yuu would instinctively react to was a smart move. Looks like had lost this round. Though even when he was sure she didn't fall, he would still hold her in the hug.*\n\n\"You should be careful m'lady, wouldn't want you to break anything would we?~\" *He would then soften his voice as he finishes it off with a slight tease.* \"Or is your goal to make me carry you?~\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Mizu would cling to his chest, pleased to be in his embrace. She would wrap her arms around him as well, wanting as much bodily contact as possible. He smelled nice, his body felt firm, and his voice sounded so seductive. She could feel her lust building up once more, but she would restrain herself, not wanting to lose out on using her promise before Yuu's, especially in less than a day. But she couldn't fully hold it back, so instead to provide an outlet for it she would look up into Yuu's deep blue eyes and smile seductively*\n\n\"You ask if I want you to carry me, but not for a kiss~ Seems like my naughty knight has his priorities backwards~ Alas, actions speak louder than words, so why not find out?~\" *She would tease back while spinning her finger in a circle across Yuu's chest*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Was she baiting a kiss out? Or did she think that he wouldn't do it? Probably the prior. Mizu wasn't one for romance, so carrying her like a bride would probably be about as good a tease as no tease at all. He wouldn't let the statement go unanswered though, this time raising one hand from the hug, cupping her cheek and leaning in for another, this time longer and more passionate kiss. What he would do from there would depend on how she would react, though if she responded positively he would look at her and speak.*\n\n\"Was that loud enough?~\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Mizu would be caught by surprise, but it was a surprise she more than welcomed as Yuu leaned in kissed her. She would wrap her arms around him in a tight embrace and return the passionate skin with even more fervor. Her body was in absolute ecstasy and the explosion of feelings and sensations she was experiencing in the moment. For what felt like a blissful eternity, she would look up at Yuu with her face still flushed as he gave his response. She would grin at how silly it was for him to ask such meaningless questions, but if they all lead to events such as these, she got the feeling she would grow to love them*\n\n\"Hmmm, I may have gotten something in my ear~\" *She would tease knowing full well he was smart enough to realize what she meant, and was hopeful that he would deliver*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Yuu wouldn't really need to be smart to realise what that meant, and he was more than happy to deliver. Leaning in once again, he would go for another round, this time making it last longer. Even the usually calm and collected oriate's heart was beating faster than usual. It's just a kiss though isn't it? Why did he feel that way? It's not like it was his first time or anything, if anything just kissing was boring to him, or so he thought until tonight. As such he wasnted to see how far he could take this feeling, holding onto it for as long as he could. As an instinctive reaction the hand he had wrapped around her would pull her closer and his tails would find their way to hers.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Mizu was excited and amused that Yuu was playing along with her and would passionately engage in the make-out session once more, more than willing to interlock fingers and have their tails intertwine. She fully indulged herself in the experience enjoy the sensations of Yuu's soft tail, his calloused hands, and soft lips. A long period of time would pass but she would still not want to let go. Perhaps it may be taken as a contest, but she simply wanted to remain in the moment for as long as possible. It's not like they had anywhere they had to go right away anyway, spending a day or two like this wouldn't be much of a dent in their lifespan. Rather it would likely be on of their most pleasant memories, or at least for her it would be. Thus, if Yuu didn't give any indication of pulling back, she wouldn't either, simply continuing to enjoy this exchange of passion between the two of them*" } ]

[ { "author": "elskele", "message": "*As much as Yuu wanted to get a new coat, he agreed with the fact that even if they stayed here for longer it wouldn't make much of a difference and there was no need to rush. After all, it was a choice between this pleasant... Interaction, an a dumb coat. He took in the moment, her smell, the residual taste of blood on her lips, the feeling of her warmer tails against his colder ones. Even if this didn't last, to Yuu it would be something he looked back to fondly, or rather Mizu would be. That being said, he did want it to last, not just the kiss, but also traveling with Mizu. As an indicator of that he wouldn't pull back.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The make-out session would continue for a while till the morning sun would rise up once more. Mizu at first wouldn't mind as she had no reason to fear the sun, but then she would remember her make-out partner who had taken out his robes before this interaction. Knowing him, he would be too much of a gentleman to pull away from her at the risk of exposing himself to the sun. But Mizu didn't want to put Yuu in unnecessary danger as it pained her to see him in any sort of pain or harm. Thus, while she is very reluctant to separate him from him, for his own safety she would be the one to pull away*\n\n\"Looks like we wasted the night away. What happened to getting yourself some new robes~\" *She would tease with her face still flushed from the kiss while picking up the unfashionable robes Yuu threw away and hands it over to him*\n\n\"Now my reputation has to be tarnished for yet another day~ What an irresponsible knight you are~\"" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Yuu had infact felt some rays of sunlight pass through the leaves and dot his exposed skin, making it rather irritible, however it wasn't at a point where he was in imminent danger, so he would only pull away after Mizu did so. Once she did, he would take the robe handed to him and put it on, not too pleased of it, but also not too upset about it given it was a necsessity. Mizu's comment however did make it easier for him to accept, so he would offer her a toothy smile.*\n\n\"If that's what irresponsible is, i'll only get more irresponsible.~\" \n\n*He'd wink at her, making it pretty clear he was refering to the fact that they just spent the whole night making out. The Macen that Yuu had told to wander off had returned, still with a body in tow. He would it on the floor near the two of them. It wasn't the freshest blood but it was better than animal blood. He would ask Mizu before proceeding.*\n\n\"You feel like having breakfast?~\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Mizu would let out a giggle at Yuu's 'irresponsibiliy', though she hoped he meant only in terms of their interaction with one another. She still planned on making use of that promise to eventually mate with him, and when that came, even though she was prepared for him to leave after due to how it works in the wild, part of her really hoped he would instead take responsibility and stay by her side. But currently that was in the far out distance, so she would enjoy his teasing game for now.*\n\n\"Irresponsible and naughty, are you?~ It seems I've got a child instead of a knight~ Or perhaps you enjoy me looking after you like a mother~\"\n\n*Seeing Yuu's summon bring over the bloodbag she could feel her mouth water. She actually hadn't had a chance at tasting the young macen's blood yet so as Yuu asked her if she wanted breakfast she would eagerly nod yes and take a seat next to him, hoping that would be more than enough to convey her answer. Unfortunate that it would be a bit stale, but at least some flavor is better than no flavor. She would press her lips against the macen's neck and wait for Yuu to do the same before feeding*" } ]

[ { "author": "elskele", "message": "*Yuu would get on his knees opposite of Mizu, sinking his fangs into the neck of the Macen and would begin to feed. Once done, he would move his head back from the neck and lick his lips of any blood that may have been there. Once Mizu does the same, if she has any blood on her lips he would reach out with his finger and swipe it off, licking it off his finger, provided he isn't stopped. He would then get up to his feet and stretch.*\n\n\"I'm too attracted to you for you to be like a mother.~\"\n\n*Though that did get him thinking. What would she be like as a mother? She was strong, and given how she responded when Yuu was hurt, he feared for whoever hurt her child. He would then stop himself. Why was he even thinking of her possibility as a mother? Had he instinctively decided that he wanted to mate with her? That was the logical explanation, but it also seemed weird to him. There was noone else he'd ever considered like that. Even among all the okamimimis he's had intercourse with before, it was always pleasure and there was never any intent to have a child with them, none of them... Fit the bill. Given his nature though, he wouldn't dwell on it, the way he feels wouldnt be something he can control anyway.*\n\n\"Are you ready to go fix your reputation?~\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would blush slightly as Yuu's presses his finger across her lip, but would likely be unnoticeable since she still hadn't fully calmed down from their kiss. He sure seemed to enjoy touching her, which was a plus in her books as she enjoyed touching him as well. Given their intimacy it was pretty clear to her at least they were attracted to one another, but she still found it surprisingly pleasant to hear it from his mouth despite her not caring much for compliments. Maybe it was because it came from him, maybe. But for now, it would seem they have more pressing matters to deal with, as she eyes the ragged robes with a smirk*\n\n\"I see why not~ Try your best to stay 'responsible' this time though~\" *She would say with a wink and offer up her hand to be held*" }, { "author": "elskele", "message": "\"Don't tempt me~\"\n\n*He would grin as he reached for her hand, gently taking it and beginning to walk, interwining their fingers as he did so. If Mizu for whatever reason looked back at where the summon used to be behind them, there would be nothing left, as if he was never there. Yuu would occasionally glance at Mizu, though wouldn't say why, he always looked happy when he did though. Was he admiring her? Was there something on her face? What could the oriate suddenly be so pleased about? It was for Yuu to know and for Mi to find out, if she ever got curious.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*After returning from your trip to Irunia, Hitoshi would be informed about the location of the assassination quest he was to pursue for New Sunlight. It had been a long time coming if she recalled correctly, she had been pursuing this quest around the time Arthur had to leave the guild. A lot has happened since then, many relationships formed and destroyed, emotions rekindled and squandered. Many events had been experienced by Hitoshi up to this point, with the gender change being the most recent and memorable, but at long last she had received her orders to advance into a Squire within the Guild.*\n\n*She was told to set off to Sepduania. Not a lot of details were provided for better or worse, likely due to how recent the event was and the distance between the guild and this city made the exchange of information difficult. It would be up to Hitoshi to find the location of the assassination and continue on her own from there*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi had finally reached New Salvania and set out for the quest to find the assassin.\n\nShe has the scant details that were available written on a scrap of paper... Like the location, little hints to herself, yadda yadda.\n\nWhen she arrives, she prepares her transformation spell immediately. She feels her reflexes increase a lot, and she feels... Lighter on her feet. Her eyes have an unnerving blue tinge as well. It likely isn't ideal to look so creepy, but it should hopefully pay off to be so cautious.\n\nOnce she arrives, she does the obvious and scans the nearby surroundings, using her superb hearing to listen to all the events happening around her. That might help her pinpoint where certain people are... Let her listen into things she likely shouldn't... All helpful stuff. She also looks around the vicinity, of course, seeing who might be worthwhile to talk to.*\n\n**Formless like Water used. 95/95 Mana left.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Walking into the provenance Hitoshi's keen ears would be able to easily pick up the nearby conversations, and it was pretty easy to hear the most common discussion going on as of currently among the people*\n\n\"Did you hear what happened to Sir Lester...\"\n\n\"Yeah, to be killed in his own manor, and in broad daylight as well...\"\n\n\"I hope his servants are doing alright...\"\n\n\"I'm surprised no one could find the assassin, the manor is at the top of the hill no? How did they escape...\"\n\n\"The bigger question is how did they get in, it's not like he didn't have any guards...\"\n\n*The assassination was seemingly the hot gossip of the town currently and from the conversations Hitoshi listened in on, she should be able to safely deduce almost any one of the nearby citizens could provide the location she was looking for.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Well, the strange Kitsune ninja does just that. She wanders her way to the top of the hill and finds her way to the manor.\n\n So this assassin isn't just some dilettante. If he could break into a rich manor like this, which was filled with guards... Yeah, he knows what he's doing, alright. As of yet, Hitoshi's first theory is that someone blended in, maybe befriended him over the course of a long time... And then killed him. True ninja style.\n\nAnother possible, albeit maybe a lot more \"Out there\" Assassin brand to watch out for is a sniper. It seems plausible that someone was planning to snipe from afar. Of course, it would be incredibly hard to find them if that was the case. But Hitoshi has a job to do, and do it she will.\n\nShe (hopefully) arrives at the manor quickly, subconsciously walking faster than normal. She's on the defensive now. Even if she probably shouldn't, she uses her ears to hopefully listen into some privy details from outside the manor. Hey, extra info is extra info. As she approaches, she adjusts her wrist guards and takes off the hat. Hey, it's only polite. She's about to walk into a manor (if she's allowed) for the Gods' sakes!*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*It wouldn't be hard to find the manor, as just following the general flow of people and the conversations Hitoshi would find a large group of people atop of a hill infront on a manor. Hitoshi would not be stopped from approaching the vicinity at the very least, and as she approached the crowd she would be able to pick up the various conversations with her sharp ears*\n\n\"Who would do such a terrible thing...\"\n\n\"What a tragedy...\"\n\n\"What were the guards doing, they had one job after all...\"\n\n\"I heard the assassin had teleportation powers...\"\n\n\"Are you an idiot? Why would an assassin have teleportation powers, they could make a large livelihood trading the information for that type of magic...\"\n\n\"I mean how else can you explain why the guards lost track of the assassin only to have it appear somewhere else...\"\n\n\"I mean the easier answer is that they are terrible at their jobs. Now that their employer is dead I doubt anyone else would want to hire such incompetent fools...\"\n\n*Before Hitoshi could get any closer though, her path would be blocked by 2 fairly tall macen's wearing half-plate armor. One had fairly long blond hair while the other had a thick black beard. From their facial expressions it can be seen that they were visibly agitated but seemingly trying their best to stay calm*\n\n\"Halt. Entry beyond this point is for law enforcement only to prevent tampering with the evidence. We ask that you remain with the crowd for the time being\"" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Sorry, uhh... I-I'm with New Sunlight. \n\n*Hitoshi sighs, mortified with what she's about to say.*\n\nHitoshi Hisikawa? I'm here to investigate the assassination. Have you been told about that?\"\n\n*Getting into the manor would be ideal. Then she can investigate much, much further. Then again, these guards seem like paranoid folk, so there's doubt she'll be allowed in. She would say \"Idiots\", but to be frank, paranoia in such a situation is warranted.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The two guards would eye one another and the blonde would motion with his head for the bearded macen to head back for something. The bearded macen would nod and start to walk back toward the manor*\n\n\"Wait here for a moment, we will confirm with the head servant. We were told a certain someone was arriving, but were under the impression that it was a male\"\n\n*A short while later the bearded macen would return with a well dressed man in green robes with silver hair and glasses. He seemed to be a scholar of some sort, but the only off putting thing about him was the bandages around his head clearly soaked with blood. As the scholar approached he would look at Hitoshi with disdain and scrunch his eyebrows*\n\n\"So you claim to be Hitoshi Hisikawa? From the information provided, the investigator was male. Tell me, who sent you here and for what purpose. Know that pranks shall not be tolerated here and you shall be punished accordingly\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Oh, for **FUCK'S SAKE-***\n\n*Hitoshi sighs deeply, **Very** Deeply, and rubs her temples with her index and pointer fingers, before responding.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"I was sent by the New Sunlight to track and apprehend an assassin, after a recent assassination. I haven't been told much, I was just told to come to Sepduania and go from there. Without saying too much, I didn't intend to become a woman. It just happened.\n\n\"I was... (*Fucking hell, this is embarrassing.*) I **Was** Male." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi was dreading this moment. By god, was she dreading the moment somebody would be an ass about it. She was just hoping it wouldn't be so soon.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The scholar would seemingly look at Hitoshi in surprise and mutter*\n\n\"Just happened huh... A rather convenient explanation if I say so myself. But I suppose given the fact you know the name and the guild of our investigator you are either a skilled imposter, likely meaning the real one is dead, or you are the real deal. In either case I suppose you are all we can work with huh?\" *The scholar would say while rubbing his temple with his thumb and index finger*\n\n\"Well fine, I will take your word. Just know there are enough people to report your face if you do anything illegal. You shall come through\"\n\n*With that the silver haired scholar would turn around and motion for you to follow and the two guards would step aside letting you pass through*\n\n\"So tell me, how shall you carry out this investigation 'Miss Hitoshi'?\" *The scholar would ask not giving Hitoshi a second glance to see if she was following*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Well, I wanted to gather some info about the death itself and work from there. So I wanted to know when it happened, how he died, where it happened... You know, was there anything left behind? From what I've heard, the man is skilled enough to avoid that, but... You never know.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi doesn't smirk, but she really wants to. Not for any \"Eeevil\" Or nasty reason, she's just proud of her newfound ability to talk properly with this new-ish language.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The scholar would stop in his tracks right infront of the manor and then point to his right. Looking over you would see shards of broken glass all over the lawn. The scholar would point upward and you would see a shattered window on the 3rd floor along with some dangling rope.*\n\n\"That was the master's room. His body is still up there. He died at noon the day before yesterday. In that regard I am pleased New Sunlight has sent assistance so quickly, assuming you are who you say you are. As for the manner of death, I can bring up to see the body, but it is assumed to be a slit across the throat. The body has undergone rigor mortis and there is slight decay, but mages have been hired to keep the air relatively fresh for the time being. As for the broken window and rope, I hope you are smart enough to figure out what that is, otherwise there is no point keeping you here. I will leave it up to you decide if he was skilled or not, because by my standard any sort of assassin is scum whose skills aren't to be acknowledged.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Slit across the throat... So it wasn't a sniper. Alright. The window and rope, well... Any idiot knows why an assassin would break a window and carry rope, surely? Dying at noon 2 days ago... Noon. Hitoshi's first theory was the obvious: a nighttime assassination. But obviously not. The doppelganger part sounds more and more reasonable by the minute, though.*\n\n*She looks towards the window and squints for a second or two.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Was he alone at the time? Did anyone witness the actual kill?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The scholar would seemingly touch the bandages on his head and shake his head*\n\n\"He wasn't alone per say. I being the head servant was at his side. We heard there was a commotion going on inside the manor and locked ourselves up in his bedroom. We weren't sure what was going on, but decided it would best to wait things out and trust the guards to handle the situation.\n\n However the bedroom door was opened somehow and I being the closet to the door barely had enough time to turn around to see the intruder before receiving a heavy blow to the head, knocking me out.\"\n\n*The scholar would seemingly grimace recalling the event and look down to the ground despairingly.*\n\n\"When I awoke my head was still throbbing with pain and blood, but all I could focus on was the master dead body laying on the ground with blood pouring out of this neck... It's a sight I would rather not keep in my memories\" *He would say with shiver*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi folds her arms and clicks her tongue for a bit, unsure of what to do. Might be best to get in the room to see what happened, since then she can take a closer look at the situation.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Am I allowed to see the scene?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The scholar would nod and open the doorway into the manor. Inside you would enter the greeting room with a massive purple rug leading to a massive staircase leading to the 2nd floor. On either side of the stair case was a group of men in butler clothing on the left, and a group of woman in maid clothing on the right. They are visibly upset with the men looking downcast while some of the females had tear stained faces. However despite their emotional conditions they would seemingly perform their job and bow as you entered. The scholar would wave his hand for them to raise their head and they would do so*\n\n\"These are all the servants within the manor. If you wish to interrogate them later you may do so. The guards as you saw are outside keeping the crowd at bay. Now follow me\" *The scholar would say while leading you up the stairs. Looking around Hitoshi wouldn't find anything out of the ordinary per say, granted she hasn't likely been in many manors, but at least at least nothing looked to be damaged. There were plenty of statues and fine paintings and exotic plants laying about as decoration, clearly signs of how wealthy the owner of this manor was.*\n\n*The scholar would then lead you to another set of stairs leading to the 3rd floor. From there he would walk down the hallway and stand infront of the door at the very end, motioning his hands forward* \n\n\"This is the room, investigate all you want\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Alright. Hitoshi opens the door and takes a cursory look around the room first. The rope and the window... Hitoshi stupidly assumed a very different scenario, but now it makes more sense. There was a commotion... Which Hitoshi couldn't help but find odd, what started the commotion in the first place? Did they come from within the building? \n\nHitoshi begins to scratch the backs of her hands, deep in thought. The assassin may well be anyone she saw as she walked into the manor. If her theory proves correct, anyway. Once Hitoshi takes a cursory look, she asks the scholar two last questions.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Sorry, uhh... I need to ask one or two more questions.\n\nDo you remember anything about the event? Like, do you remember what the killer wore? Do you remember anything about what started the commotion in the first place? In that commotion, surely someone caught a glimpse of the killer.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Looking around the room Hitoshi would see a well dressed young male macen in fashionable clothing laying on the ground infront of the shattered window. His glassy eyes wide open and his mouth open ajar, unable to speak their final words as seen by the gaping slash mark across the mans' neck. There was a massive pool of blood surrounding the body, and on the ground Hitoshi could see visibly foot prints leading to the bed and then to the window. Looking at the the bed nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary except for the fact that the pillows were missing. From the cursory glance this would be all Hitoshi would gain from the scene*\n\n*As for her question to the scholar, the scholar shook his head*\n\n\"As I just said, before I could fully turn around to see the intruder, I was knocked unconscious. However the guards and servants had reported to me that a fully armored individual was scene running about the property and even eventually entered the manor. How that was possible I do not know. Even more strange the guards were never able to catch said individual, claiming that the moment they turned the corner or such the individual would seemingly disappear. Some of them claimed it was teleporting magic, but I being well informed about the arcane know such magic cannot exist. But as I was not at the center of the commotion I cannot provide much more insight\"" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"I see. Thank you. Yes, I believe that's impossible, but... Most people don't know that.\"\n\n*Did anyone see the man leave? Did they see the direction he went after he got out the building? Unlikely. But if we know that, it should be easy enough to apprehend him.\n\nSo chances are, if Hitoshi's guess is correct, the man simply brute forced his way through. Which... Really? It seems a little reckless, compared to Hitoshi's or even **Retch** Zed's methods. Which, of course, doesn't mean Hitoshi can get lazy. Some people have strange methods.\n\nIf she's allowed, she files through the man's clothes looking for a calling card of some kind. Maybe the assassin left something behind. Might be of use.\n\nWhether she's allowed to search the body or not, she decides to start asking people about the assassin. She decides to start with the guards.*\n\n\"Hello. I have a few questions.\n\nI was told that this assassination was more... High profile than usual. Did you manage to catch a glimpse of the man? What kind of armour did he wear? Any specific features?\n\nAnd while I'm aware that he teleports, (May as well just \"Agree\" With their worldview, eh?) I'm wondering if you managed to see the direction in which he left after escaping through the window, assuming he, for whatever reason, didn't teleport away. Maybe a mana thing.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Hitoshi would approach the most readily available guards, that being the bearded and blonde one that stopped him earlier. The blond would shake his grit his teeth seemingly in frustration*\n\n\"The only glimpse any of us got was an individual wearing full plate armor. If I had to say only unique thing about him was the style. Seemed gothic. Oh and his bright blue eyes that shined through the visor. Seemed really unnatural, but given his teleportation powers I suppose that is a given\"\n\n*The bearded individual would look at the blonde strangely and shake his head*\n\n\"I think you meant orange right? I was out here when he broke the window, threw out a bag and then used rope to climb down to the ground with a loud crash. Tried chasing him, but he quickly ran down the hill. Granted I was a bit faster so I eventually caught up, but he made into the nearby woods at that point. I was about to leap on him, but he dived behind a tree, and when I looked around he wasn't there... The last thing I remember was him looking back at me as I was chasing him and his eyes were most certainly orange.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The woods. Alright. Time to check the woods out, then, Hitoshi supposes. Blue.. Orange eyes. Strange. Maybe she'll find out when she gets there.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Which way? Sorry, you'll need to point me in a specific direction.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Once she knows the direction, she begins to run in that direction, not at a full blown sprint but at a still impressive speed of 30mph, until she reaches the woods. Hopefully her impressive hearing will help her out here.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The guard would point to the west, and following the direction they pointed she would find the nearby woods. She could see faint footprints of blood on the ground, but the further she went into the woods the more feint they became before eventually disappear altogether. From her hearing she wouldn't notice anything particularly unusual in the woods. The nearby animals didn't seem terrified and you couldn't hear any sudden movements. However looking around Hitoshi would notice a nearby burlap bag hanging from a tree. Approaching it you would find two pillows inside as well as some reddish fur.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Why the hell did the person put this in the bag...? Hitoshi takes out the reddish fur, looking at it closer. The pillows are... A strange choice, but ultimately not too important. But Hitoshi hasn't seen the fur before. Maybe it's something she has in fact been near and just didn't notice. But as of yet, she isn't aware.\n\nOnce she's done, she returns to the guards... No, the scholar actually. Taking that strange bag with her. Considering everything going on Hitoshi trusted that guy a bit more with... Brain things.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"The assassin hung this up on a tree. And there's some red fur in it too. Is this... Just something the victim had, or...\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The scholar would look at the bag and scratch his head in confusion*\n\n\"As far as I'm aware, the master wasn't a collector of furs. But those pillows are likely the ones taken from his bedroom. Shame the assassin didn't leave the jewelry or gold coins he took inside there also. Perhaps this wasn't an assassination but a robbery that unfortunately led to the master's death?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Well... You said he wasn't particularly stealthy. He was just some hooligan then really, wasn't he? Seems likely. I saw that this stash was in a forest. I will leave the bag here and attempt an ambush if that's okay. I'll wait until nightfall.\"\n\n*Hitoshi is completely aware that the pillows were taken from the room. That was strange indeed. But the fur was more important to Hitoshi at the time. Now curious, she does peer inside the pillowcase.*\n\n*Hitoshi then gets a strange idea. What if she leaves the bag here and hides in waiting? If that was a stash the robber had, then he must return to it at some point. She must wait somewhere to ambush him.\n\nShe puts the bag down and returns to the forest once it's night. But this time, she does something a little different. She climbs a nearby tree, next to the one that the bag was hung upon, and waits. She colours her armour to something matching the forest a bit better. And waits. She also uses Concealment to hide her tail. Not letting that show her, eh?*\n\n**Concealment used. 85/95 mana. Level 5 Silent and Blurry and Level 1 Chameleon used. Listener Rank 4 may also be useful. Hitoshi waits for about 2 hours for now.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Hitoshi would hide in wait with her supernatural stealth, hoping that the robber would eventually come back. An hour goes by. Nothing happens. Another hour passes by. Still nothing. Reflecting on it, it would seem particular stupid to return to a crime scene 2 days later considering the robbery occurred the day before yesterday, even for a robber that seemingly just brute forced their way into a manor. But perhaps if Hitoshi waits a bit longer something will happen? Or perhaps it was a huge waste of time*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*No. Keep going. They left their loot there, didn't they? The fur. They didn't take the bag. So they must've planned to eventually take it back. And let's be honest, the robber doesn't seem particularly smart from what Hitoshi knows...\n\nGod, this is boring. Hitoshi does find herself zoning out, nearly sleeping. But she forces herself awake. Come on... Another hour...*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Hitoshi continues to trudge on, pushing her attention span to its upmost limits to not fall asleep. Another hour passes and still nothing. Hitoshi's leg might start going numb at this point from staying still for so long. It was starting to seem like this stakeout was pretty useless. However, just when Hitoshi might have felt about giving up and calling it a day, he heard the sound of footsteps in the distance.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "**UGHHHHHH-** *Ooooooh.*\n\n*Hitoshi quietly summons a Shadow Strike as she waits for the man. Her form was still active, and her concealment did its work. It's just... A matter of waiting for the right opportunity, isn't it? She also quickly tries to shake her leg to get some feeling back in it, but watches that she doesn't kick the tree by mistake.*\n\n83.25 Mana remaining." }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The footsteps would get closer, but suddenly stop. Despite Hitoshi's superior nightvision the sound of the footsteps were still much further ahead and the only reason she was able to pick it up was due to her impressive hearing. Thus Hitoshi wouldn't know why the individual suddenly stopped. Did they notice her? Didn't seem likely, the individual was just a brute force robber. No way they would notice Hitoshi and his skilled hiding right?*\n\n*The air would be filled with tension for a few minutes, unsure if the the individual had or hadn't noticed Hitoshi. All of a sudden Hitoshi would hear three distinct clinks of metal against metal. With her hearing she wouldn't be able to tell any more than that. She would then hear footsteps once more coming in her direction, but something was odd. It sounded heavier than the footsteps from before and compared to previously there was clearly no clinking of armor with each step. What could this mean? A few moments later Hitoshi would start to see the outline of a figure approaching her range of nightvision*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*\"Just keep focused, Hitoshi. Keep focused.\"\n\nHitoshi doesn't dare move a muscle. She just keeps.. Waiting. Keeps...\n\nWaiting. Hopefully she'll try to grab the loot.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The figure would come closer and the outline would become more clear. It was a fairly tall individual in gothic plate armor. All facial features would be unseen due to the helmet, but through the visor Hitoshi would see bright yellow eyes shining through. The individual would approach the tree that the bag was hiding from, seemingly unaware of Hitoshi to her relief. The individual would look around for something, but instead of sticking around the individual would appear to start walking away unaware that its life was in danger*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi slowly climbs down, spear in hand, until she reaches the floor. When she does reach the floor, she fires the spear at the figure's head. She knew the motive, it was now just a matter of killing the fucker.*\n\n**Since this Spearshot was being saved up from another turn, no mana expended. 5 mana regen, so 88.25 mana remaining**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The armored individual would be caught blind-sided by Hitoshi's spear, and it's helmet would go flying off upon impact with a huge dent to the side. The figure would fall the ground giving out a yelp clutching their head. Hitoshi would finally be able to see the figures face and it would reveal a red head female with blood dripping from their head. She would look at Hitoshi in surprise, pain, and anger.*\n\n\"Wha- who are you?\"\n\n*It seemed she was still conscious enough to speak and was quickly getting back on her feet pulling out a pair of daggers, but it was clear that the attack had disoriented her given how she was struggling to maintain her balance*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Oh, Gods, she just won't die...*\n\n*Hitoshi approaches the figure and throws another spear into the woman's leg, precisely into the back of the right kneecap, hopefully breaking it. Staying careful for another possible attack, Hitoshi keeps her ninja-to at the ready. This bitch has a lot of tricks up her sleeve, it seems.*\n\n``Shadow Strike used. 11.75 mana used, 54.75 mana remaining.``" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The woman's leg would take a bit to pierce as she was wearing full gothic plate, but with enough effort Hitoshi is able to pierce through causing her to scream out in pain. Her glowing blue eyes would look up at Hioshi and in pleading voice ask once more*\n\n\"Wh-why? Why are you attacking me... Why are you hurting me...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi's grip on her blade tightens, as she stares down the woman. Although Hitoshi isn't a fair fighter or a merciful fighter, she's not a sociopath. Maybe she's been on the wrong side. Or at least, she's took a violent, hastily untrusting approach.*\n\n\"Why did you kill a man and rob his house?\"\n\n*Hitoshi stands stock still for a moment, never letting her guard down.*\n\n\"...Give me a good reason and I can explain to the authorities why.\"\n\n*Hitoshi realises too late how quick to retributive measures she was. This could've been her, all those months ago. She could've been this person, staring down a violent \"Hero\" Who just wanted a promotion. Although she doesn't dare show it, that voice comes back.*\n\n*\"Oh Gods, I just keep doing it.\"*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The woman's eyes would look away for a moment as HJitoshi mentioned murder, but then look up again*\n\n\"He deserved to die. He would come to the shittier parts of the prominence and act all sweet, inviting various individuals to his manor, only to never be heard from again. As for the robbery, I figured it was the least I can get for the poor families he ruined, some financial support. Are you an assassin sent to get revenge?...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Sigh. Hitoshi doesn't sheath the sword or dare give the woman a helping hand, but she does stand back a little.*\n\n\"If you come with me to New Sunlight, I can explain to them what happened. If you can prove it, of course.\"\n\n*Hitoshi sighs again, examining her blade for a moment. It's better to let a guilty woman go free than to punish an innocent woman, right?*\n\n\"Explain some more. I might be able to back you up. *Maybe.*\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The woman seemingly nods*\n\n\"There isn't much proof, but I did find some teeth in the kitchen's oven. Humanoid teeth. Sadly I couldn't grab it in time... I don't know if there is any other proof besides that if they clean it up, but there were families that complained to me about their missing loved ones. Though none of them really trust the authorities or 'righteous' guilds like New Sunlight...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Fuck. Oh God. Hitoshi finally sheaths her blade and offers her hand to the woman.*\n\n\"Alright. I'll trust you. I can try to convince NS of their guilt. If you can help me, that would be great. Don't know how to heal that leg though... Oh Gods, I'm sorry.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"Oh, it's fine, no harm no foul. After all, I've already set up my escape route\" *The woman would respond with a smug voice before grabbing hold of Hitoshi hand in an attempt to grapple him.* \n\n*At the same time, Hitoshi would then notice two sets of footsteps running in opposite directions off in the distance outside the range of her nightvision. They seemed to have originated in the location where the footsteps had first stopped that was then followed with 3 chinks of metal. Perhaps Hitoshi could not put the pieces together as to what happened here as well as what had occurred at the manor.*\n\n*But she wouldn't have to much time to think about it if she wished to pursue them. She have to choose which one to follow, the left or right. The one on the left seemed slower and heavier and the one on the right sounded a bit more quicker and light. But before she could pursue either, she would have to deal with the woman grappling her*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi immediately thrusts with her free hand, trying to stab the woman in the neck using her ninja-to. **Dirty fucking bitch...**\n\nProbably a little hypocritical of Hitoshi to say this, but who cares? Now isn't the time for moral quandaries anymore. Now's the time to survive.*\n\n**5 mana regenerated. 59.75/95 mana remaining.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Gothic plate armor isn't to be underestimated, as while Hitoshi's ninja-to was impressive, it would fail to penetrate the armor's neck guard, though it wound dent it. It would probably require 1 more thrust to pierce through. However the woman wouldn't just let Hitoshi do that. The woman would grab hold of Hitoshi's stabbing hand, and use her superior strength to crush both of them with her gauntlets, causing fractures*\n\n\"I wasn't lying about the shitty man or the teeth I found, but you should've realized that if I was willing to kill and rob him instead of going to the authorities, that I don't really like them either. The authorities have never looked after us, so there is no need for us to play by their rules\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi's mind goes from calm to panicked and scattered in seconds as the woman crushes her hands, her eyes beginning to tear up with the sheer agony of it all.\n\nShe does however, have enough mental capacity to summon an Electric Bolt in her left hand and slip it into the hand grabbing Hitoshi's ninja-to wielding arm, however. Assuming this works, she takes a second stab at the robber.*\n\n*Hitoshi doesn't say anything but her face of rage speaks more than words ever could...*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The electric bolt would infact connect, sending electricity coursing through the woman's armor as she screams in pain and her arm goes limp, letting go of Hitoshi's arm. Quickly following suit in a assassin like manner, Hitoshi's Ninja-to would slam into the dent and pierce through. Blood would drip from the wound as the woman falls on her knees and the blue light around her eyes fades. A few seconds later her armor as well as her body glows a bright blue and disperses into a multitude of tiny particles, leaving nothing behind*\n\n*Hitoshi wouldn't have much time to celebrate his victory those as the 2 pair of footsteps had gotten a huge lead ahead. It would be difficult to pursue either of them, if Hitoshi decided to pursue them at all*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Ah, well. Time to run, it seems.*\n\n*Hitoshi chases down the faster target. They said the robber was kitted in full armour, but clearly that's a distinct possible \"No\", and they were all merely puppets. The fast one is likely the thief... Right?*\n\n*...Goddamn her hands are in agony.*\n\n**5 mana regen. 49.75/95 mana.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Hitoshi started to chase after the fast one the steps would continue to get further and further away from her. It would seem the target was faster than Hitoshi, meaning it was likely impossible to catch up unless the assassin tripped or something. The mission seemed to have gotten much more complicated. Unless Hitoshi thought of some other way to catch up to her, the assassin was going to escape.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Alright. Let's see if this is the settlement the burglar is from. Probably not, but it's worth a look, right?\n\nShe slowly walks towards the settlement, her ninja-to at the ready, and her eyes constantly scouring the village. She walks slowly and carefully, watching her footsteps carefully, oh so carefully, always worrying about the possible noise she might be making. Eventually, she stops, about 20m away from the settlement, and she takes a closer look at the people within.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Hitoshi approached the settlement she would find the houses, if they could even be called that, to be made of wooden planks with roofs of cloth. The air smelled nasty, filled with filth and disease, and the ground was covered in trash. The flames of light come from a couple of torches tied to a long wooden pole, a makeshift lamp so to speak. Given all these observations, Hitoshi would be able to conclude this was some sort of impoverished settlement if not a slum.*\n\n*It was late in night so there wasn't anyone around, but given how poorly made the homes are, Hitoshi could see dirty looking individuals sleeping inside wearing nothing but rags. The living conditions of this area was terrible, and seemed like a terrible place to hide in. Did the assassin really com here? At the very least if they did, it wouldn't be to hard to look through the cracks of the various homes to try to find her. But of course that is assuming Hitoshi could recognize the target. After all, Hitoshi never saw the assassin's true face, only her or perhaps his summons. Trying to find the assassin would require some out of the box thinking from Hitoshi*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Maybe she could try this... Oh God, it's cruel, but she could try it. If the woman was hiding out here, she might see herself as some sort of \"Protector\", right? If Hitoshi acted like an intruder for a little while, and scared them into being all defensive... Maybe...*\n\n*Hitoshi backs off into the woods for a bit. Then, she summons a spear from her hands. She throws the spear at a random shack's door, aiming high as to not actually hurt anyone. Oh Gods, what would she do if she actually killed someone? That isn't the intent here. The intent is to hopefully have the woman accidentally reveal herself.\n\nOnce the spear hits the shack door, hopefully breaking something and causing a noise, Hitoshi immediately desummons it. No use letting that hint as to where she may be.*\n\n``Shadow Strike used. 11.75 mana used. 83.25 Mana.``" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The spear would hit the door and splinter it with a loud crack. The wood used for these huts weren't of particularly high quality by the sounds of it. Through the gaps Hitoshi could see a mother with two children by her side suddenly awake with a look of panic and terror, noticing the splintered door. The kids would also wake up and start to cry while the mother tried to cover their mouths, hushing them in an attempt to stay silent, but alas, it would prove futile and their crying would be heard through hut. This in turn would cause the nearby residence to stir and slowly wake up from their slumber. It seemed Hitoshi effectively attracted attention to say the least. But as of the moment he wouldn't notice anyone coming toward her*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Just as Hitoshi would think about the doppelgangers she would hear heavy footsteps walking toward her along with the chinking of metal against metal. 3 of them infact, but with his keen hearing he would hear a pair of softer footsteps 60 ft behind them. They were approaching Hitoshi's location quickly and she could hear them muttering*\n\n\"Came all this way just to threaten innocent villagers huh... Knew we couldn't trust her\"\n\n\"Don't know why you trusted her to be different from the law, she seems to be the type to have her ass thinking she is so righteous and all...\"\n\n\"Tell me about... Hell, I am pretty sure she didn't even know we were fakes when she shot that first spear shot. She clearly intended to kill us, yet acts like she was showing us a favor by 'sparing' us later...\"\n\n\"Guess we can all agree she deserves an ass kicking, and we're going to be the ones to bring it...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Well, fuck. Where's that goddamn woman and how hard will this be?*\n\n*Hitoshi moves deeper into the forest and attempts to climb one of the trees using two of her kunai, hanging onto it and using her Colour Shift enchantment on her armour to hopefully blend into the environment a little more. Although that won't be too great, so she makes sure to hide her body as best as she can, behind a branch or some other object.\n\nGoddamn, she's still pissed about everyone calling her a \"Her\" And a \"She\".*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As Hitoshi hides in the trees, 3 armored individuals would come into his range of night vision. All 3 looked identical with the exception of the glowing eye color. There was blue, orange, and yellow. But what really caught Hitoshi's attention was the lightly armored red head kitsune female standing in the back with a look of irritation on her face. With Hitoshi's keen hearing Hitoshi could hear her say*\n\n\"Damn, where could she have gone... I swore I heard the commotion over here...\"\n\n*In total distance, the armored individuals were 60 ft away from Hitoshi while the female was 120 ft. As of the time being, neither of them seem to be able to find Hitoshi, but their guard is up and they are clearly looking around for her*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Alright. So... Let's just stay still.\n\nYep. HItoshi just continues to wait for an opportunity to strike. It's boring, basic and not awfully detailed of a plan, but right now anything else is very risky. Once the woman does render herself vulnerable, Hitoshi will strike. Hitoshi believes that as of now, an attack isn't so smart. She's on guard. Ready for an attack. Best to wait for them to get too relaxed.*\n\n``5 mana regenerated. 76.25/95 mana.``" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*After helping the nearby settlers calm down, the female would let out a sigh and give a quick look around once more. She would shrug her elbows and look to her summons*\n\n\"Maybe she ran off, maybe she is still watching us. Either way, one of you stay here and watch. Otherwise, the rest of you come with me\"\n\n*The orange eyed armor summon would standby while the blue and yellow follow the female back into the center of the village till they leave Hitoshi's field of night vision*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi drops down from her tree, slowly lowering herself to the ground. She takes the long route to her target, going the opposite way around, attempting to evade the torches and everything in sight. Then, she attempts to get much closer to them. She pins her back to a nearby hut wall, oh so gently, and continues listening.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would have began walking towards the barbarian and the cloaked elf with a large greatsword on her back in her normal attire of a long brown dress with a red line down the middle and a white bottom as she had finally reached the elf she would put her greatsword on the ground* \"So are you the other one who came to do the quest?\" *She would look towards the elf*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian would continue playing on his flute for a while, before finally finishing a song.*\n\n\"You're here to bring me back then? You can try.\"\n\n*He would look back and forth between the hooded figure and the small kitsune, who's setting down a greatsword.*\n\n\"Come on, I don't have all day.\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would glance over at the sound of incoming footsteps. What would soon enter his vision was quite unexpected though. The thief was expecting a more muscular and capable looking ally. Someone who'd looked like they've battled many a time before. Instead, he found a smaller Kitsune girl before him. She couldn't be any older than 20... Though she did carry a greatsword, it didn't exactly fit her look. This was a fight, possibly to the death, yet there she is with no armor. Wearing a dress, not even clothing that was comfy for combat... Though it's still better than fighting alone... Probably. As such, Horace would respond as he normally did.*\n\"Uh... Yeah. Name's Horace, Horace Caranaro. Guess we'll be working with each other for now.\"\n\n*Horace would sigh in disapproval, thinking he'd probably have to do all the work. But he still wanted to teach this girl a lesson. Have the barbarian kick her around a bit. Show her she should be more prepared for something like this. As such, the elf motion to the man, saying in a calm tone.*\n\"You can have the first go if you'd like. 2 on 1 wouldn't be very fair now would it?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would notice horaces gaze but would ignore it. While she would look the rather tall elf atleast compared to herself* \"Well my name is fubuki. I dont have a surname so you'll need to excuse me for not being able to do a normal introduction. Yep we will be working together for now\"\n\n*She would just be looking at barbarian until the elf spoke up* \"Ok. Sure I'll take the first go. And yeah your right it might be a quest but 2 on 1 is not exactly fair\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian would still be leaning against the tree, his arms by his side. He soon gets up, stretching his arms.*\n\n\"Well, I guess I'll get this over with.\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would take a few steps back, standing near a rather large rock. The thief would then begin to disarm himself as the other two got ready to fight. He'd pull out a cloth from a random pocket under his cloak, laying it on the floor. Carefully removing his set of butterfly swords that appeared as one when he unsheathed them. He'd then place the set of knives on the sheet, delicately. Though he was a thief and a farm boy, he still knew to take care of his tools. Father always yelled at him when he broke something anyways so it wasn't like he had a choice. Horace would then draw his new rapier, another of his new weapons, setting it on the cloth. He managed to steal some good gear off a merchant who fell asleep somehow. An enchanted and new looking rapier with an especially sharp edge. As well as his pair of butterfly swords, each with their own special enchantments. And with new weapons, comes new fighting styles! Unfortunately the elf wouldn't be able to use them due to the quests no weapon rule.*\n\n*Moving on, Horace would look back to the Kitsune and barbarian. A look of interest and expectation appearing on his face.*\n\"Have fun you two, don't get too riled up.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would look over at the elf and then the barbarian but when she looked at the elf he was unloaded so many weapons.. Why did he have so many she didnt know and she wouldnt ask because she would rather not anger the elf if he is that prepared. But she would soon look back towards the barbarian as she was now ready whenever he was* \"Hmm. Your rather strange Horace\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian finishes, and he stands to the side, his left foot forward and facing Fubuki. He opens his hand any taunts with it, beckoning her forward.*" }, { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would be completely focused on the barbarian at this time but she would be very cautious as this was the first time she had fought something with intelligence so she would need to be careful but she would slowly come forward towards the barbarian still ready to attack when she is close enough while also ready to dodge if he attempts to get the first attack in*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian would simply wait for Fubuki to make the first attack.*\n\n\"Come on, don't be shy.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would normally wait for her opponent to make the first move but since he was not moving and he even taunted she would begin moving closer but she would try to bait out a hit from the barbarian before she did anything. While she was prepared to dodge if he did indeed throw a punch* \"How about you go for the first attack?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Why should I? I'm not the one disturbing a man who's trying to relax.\"\n\n*The barbarian seems quite bored right now.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would yawn lightly, leaning against the large rock as the fight began. Though it did have a bit of a boring start. If his sister was here, she'd probably start booing. Saying something like 'Get on with it, knock her out!'... Fortunately, the elf was more tame, remaining silent. His eye's were more drawn to the barbarian than the girl. He needed to study the barbs movements before the fight after all. He seemed to be a more cautious fighter, waiting for the Kitsune to strike first. Though he probably had more strength than speed, meaning the elf could probably win. It was just a hand to hand fight after all, speed would decide the fight. You can't lose if you can't get hit after all.*\n\"Hm...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "```Retcon: Horace only```" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*After announcing himself, Horace would prepare. Removing his enchanted rapier and butterfly sword from their sheaths and setting them aside. Wrapping them in a dirty but tough looking cloth to hold them together. The thief would soon stand from his kneeled position, looking to the barbarian. He'd pause before remembering something his dad taught him. 'always stretch before a fight' as dumb as that sounds. As such, Horace would stretch, his legs, arms hands, whatever really before he'd get ready. Looking to the barbarian again and observing his body type. He looked strong, as a barb should, but not too fast. 'A muscle head' Horace thought to himself, knowing all he had to do was dodge. Though those muscles were nice, a strong man for sure~. The thief would do one last thing, removing his cloak and wrapping it around his hand. Not enough to completely envelope it, leaving a small amount dangling out. It was time for the fight to begin.*\n\"Sorry about that, needed to prepare a little... Now then.\" \n\n*The elf would immediately dash forward, his* **Body briefly glowing red as magical energies coursed through him.** *The elf's back hunched slightly in order to keep a low center of gravity as he moved. Quickly approaching, the thief wouldn't go for an attack as he expected the barbarian to swing first. A swing he could easily dodge and take advantage of. As such, Horace would remain light on his feet, visibly making no efforts to stop and attack as he approached.*" }, { "author": "com.co", "message": "``Fleet foot used (15 mana cost, 2.5 mana regen, 87.5/100 mana remaining``" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Take your time-\"\n\n*The barbarian would indeed attack, but perhaps not the way that Horace expected. As the elf got close, he would soon see a right knee quickly rise up to meet him. He does seem to be impressed by Horace's speed though.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would be a little surprised at the knee, but he responds easily. Stopping in his tracks in order to dodge the knee. Instead, he moves to the barbarian's left until he's a almost behind the man. Quickly turning, the thief would attempt to kick the barbarian's left leg out from under him while his right was still up. Hopefully tripping the the man, or at least causing him to stumble and giving Horace an opportunity.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian's eyes would be wide open as he sees Horace suddenly zoom all the way behind him, but he's no pushover. Since his knee's already in the air, he performs a back kick at Horace before the thief can land a kick.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*It seemed the barbarian was quicker then he first thought as a kick would come around. Though Horace would still be able to dodge it as he steps to the left of the leg. Though this was it, the opportunity Horace was looking for! The thief would reach over with both hands as soon as he dodged. His hands reaching for the barbs leg, getting a firm grip. After, the elf would attempt another kick with his right leg at the man's remaining leg while pinning his other leg.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian seems to be incredibly skilled though, as he jumps off his one leg and uses that same leg to throw a roundhouse kick at the elf. Both his feet would be in the air.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would be surprised yet again, as he gasps and lets go of the barbs leg. Stumbling backwards and almost tripping over himself as he barely dodges the kick. He'd pause for a moment, regathering himself and getting into a stance. His left foot forward with a hunched back again. His hands up in a defensive manor as he looked at his opponent.*\n\"Damn, you're pretty good!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian regains his posture, now taking up a boxing stance with his hands in front of his face.*\n\n\"You're not so bad yourself. Fastest guy I've seen.\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would grin slightly before dashing forward once again. Just as quickly as before since fleet foot would still be active. Approaching at a lowered angle, the thief would soon come into distance of the barb. Suddenly stopping, his left foot sliding forward as the elf prepared to strike. His fist reeling back and striking the barb flat in the stomach, maybe knocking the air into him. The attack was a bit slower than normal since Horace tried to make it powerful.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Wha-\"\n\n*Instinctively, the barbarian raises his knee to match Horace's fist. It didn't seem like he was expecting that. Horace would feel quite a large pain shoot through his hand, fortunately not breaking it. The barbarian's knee doesn't seem to look too good either, as his face is slightly strained.*\n\n*The barbarian does lash back out with a kick from the knee, though quickly pulls it back.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would grunt loudly as a great pain shoots up his arm. His finger's and hand seemingly going numb with sharp pain. Though he didn't have time to grimace, as he notices the man's leg quickly flies forward. The elf would have some trouble dodging among the sharp distraction in his hand and the unexpectedness of the kick. Though he'd still manage to make some effort, as he jumps back reflexively. Holding his own hand, waiting for the pain to subside.*\n\"O-Ow...\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian realizes he'll need to switch up his tactics. The elf was strong enough to hurt him by hitting the knee, otherwise a very hard spot.*\n\n\"What's your name? It's always good to know who you're going to fight.\"\n\n*He puts on a confident grin, then suddenly rushes forward, his head moving side to side, his hands still up.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*After a moment, the pain that shot through his hand would fade. And as such, the thief would let go of his hand, flailing it back and forth as if shaking it off. That really fucking hurt, but it seems like he did some damage still. Looking up, the elf would hear the barbarian speak, a slightly confused expression growing under his mask.*\n\"U-uh... The names Horace, Horace Caranaro... Who're you- shit!\"\n\n*Horace would panic for a moment as the man rushes forward, not exactly prepared. Though that soon changes, as his body quickly shifts into a stance to dodge. The thieves' hands would be up, though not made into fists as he intended to deflect or dodge the incoming attack.*\n\"C'mon then!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian advances forward, going for a quick jab and a cross, afterwards launching two more jabs and a cross. He retains his defensive position, knowing that any slow attack could be punished.*\n\n\"Never let your guard down in a fight!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would move to dodge the first jab, stepping to the right slightly to dodge. Unfortunately, this put him in the way of the barbarian's cross punch, which would hurt like hell if he didn't do anything. Though Horace was still prepared, as such, the thief would quickly reach forward and push the barbarian's arm to the side causing it it miss. After the deflection, the elf would dodge the other jabs by taking a few steps backwards. Since the elf had moved back, the barbarian would have to reach further to hit him with the cross. If the man continues with the attack, Horace would attempt to push it to the side again and deflect. Only he would try to grab the man's hand after seeing how it'd take longer to return to his defensive position. Though if the barb didn't attack, the elf would quickly step in again and jab at the man's face.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The barbarian has an almost confused look on his face as Horace flawlessly dodges and deflects his attacks. He doesn't stop attacking though, and as Horace grabs his right hand, he would bring his right arm up over his head, bent at a 90 degree angle (his forearm is parallel to the ground). That pulling motion would be used to propel a left punch at Horace's ribs.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "\"Shit!\" \n*Horace would panic as the barbarian moved his right hand above their heads, leaving the elf open to an attack. The thief would let go of the barbs right hand as his left quickly moved towards the punch. Horace would attempt to deflect the attack again, pushing his left hand to miss his ribs. If the elf succeeds in deflecting, he'd move on to an attack. His right hand having already let go of the barb's right, reels back and attempts to crack the barb across the face in a swinging motion from the right.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Horace is able to deflect the barbarian's punch to the side, and the barbarian raises his right hand to try and block the incoming hook. It's not a good defense and more of a last resort, so that he doesn't facetank it.*\n\n*Flowing with the force of the blow, the barbarian turns and spins, throwing a spinning hook kick using his right leg.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would smirk lightly under his mask as the his hit connected, though blocked slightly. However, the man would recover quickly and turn the blow into attack. Horace would dodge the kick, ducking under his foot. If he dodges successfully, the thief pops up quickly as his left hand quickly reels back and attempts to swing at the barb again. If he was quick enough, the barb would still be recovering from his failed kick attempt making an easy target.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As it turns out, Horace moving in for another punch turned out a lot better than expected. The hook kick that was dodges was followed up by a roundhouse. Horace moving inside negates it effectiveness, and his left hand lands square into the barbarian's face, knocking him out.*\n```Quest complete! 80 silver and 2 UP awarded!```" } ]

[ { "author": "Kgnwn 'Konk' Gnrgwyuen", "message": "The titan's head would swivel slightly as it peered down on the... Small creature. The Jackal seemed to answer to them so that marked it as a non threat. Even if the person was hostile in nature they were hardly a challenge for the titan's natural strength. Signing them off as a non threat as well.\n\nThe titan would ignore the comment, destringing their massive bow with a smooth movement and storing away in a watertight container to prevent any unexpected moisture or precipitation from ruining the expensive sinew. \n\nLooking up and whistling sharply, the titan would lift its arm up as a small bird would swoop down to perch on it. The titan would speak a few words quietly before launching it back into the air. From their the titan would pick up their belongings and begin to slowly trudge past the other hunter deeper into the forest." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would stiffen as the Titan would walk by her, half expecting an attack of some sort only for the other Hunter to continue on his way. For a brief moment she would stand more upright, mostly relieved at him walking off. She shift her gaze over towards him, the relief soon fading as she realized he was heading further into the forest. \n\nPanic surged through her, part of her worried that he would possible find her camp if he walked far enough. As Jace would return back to her, Juna would quickly tighten her grasp on her staff and would swiftly follow after him. It wasn't hard for her to catch up with how slow he was walking, soon dashing past him and turning around to stand before him.\n\nShe's hold her staff in front of her defensively.*\"You are crossing territory.\"*The Canifor would say to him, eyes narrowed with focus while her tail would slowly flick to and fro. She had no doubt the strength that this Titan carried, having only seen one other in her time here. But one thing she didn't doubt was her speed.*" }, { "author": "Kgnwn 'Konk' Gnrgwyuen", "message": "The titan would stop and stare at the Canifor in front of him. Studying her, his brow furrowed as a serious look passed across his face. The titan was fully aware that there was no claimed territory in the wild to any sect or micronation in this area. However, that was based of memory.\n\nPulling out an old and yellowed sheet of paper, the titan began to unfurl an incredibly detailed, hand-drawn map of the Silnarian continent. All across it, were strokes of ink, painstakingly etched into the paper in what would take years to inscribe. Average weather patterns, water locations, trails and distances, animal locations, herd migrations, towns, and legal borders; all color coded and labeled to perfection. \n\nLooking at his current location, there was no marking indicating territory in this location. So a question began to rise in the titan's brain.\n\n\"Is it your territory?\" The titan replied, a heavy Hasaapian accent present behind his Silnarian." } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would flatten on her head as the Titan pulled out the map. He was going to see for himself. The Canifor knew it wouldn't be on the map and frankly she doubted any would care to avoid it even if it was. She could feel her grip tightening on her staff, unsure of the Titan's potential reaction. She had nearly gotten herself killed by her lies before and the Canifor could only grow more tense at the thought of it being repeated.\n\nAs he would eventually speak, she would suddenly flinch, not expecting him to actually reply. Regaining her composure, the Canifor would keep her staff securely in her arms.*\"Yes. This is my territory you're about to cross it.\"*She'd hope that it was enough to sway the Titan, not wanting to have to chase after him into the forest and potentially give away where her home is. Jace would gradually rejoin her, seeing his owner's tension as he'd lower himself to the ground as if readying to spring at the Titan if he got too close.*" }, { "author": "Kgnwn 'Konk' Gnrgwyuen", "message": "\"Then we are at an impass. I must continue on in this direction to keep up with the herd migration, and your... *Territory* Lies in the middle of my path,\" The titan would say, his words coming slowly with a calming and measured tone. \"There must be a way to appease both of our needs without breaking any boundaries.\"\n\nThe titan would re-roll and place away his map and look down to the canifor. She was clearly afraid that he would find her place of living. Perhaps she thought the titan was a marauder of some sorts?\n\"Tell me, do you have a solution you wish to inform me of?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*One of Juna's ears would raise up in the questioning look she typically gave off. He wanted to negotiate? Juna had to admit, she only saw this ending in two ways: either him forcefully walking by anyways or simply turning around and heading off in another direction. This, however, was unexpected.\n\nAt first the Canifor wasn't so sure how to solve their needs, simply thinking of how best to deter him from the route towards her camp. Eventually she'd stand up more straight, shifting her gaze towards forest.*\"You... Could keep closer to the outskirts of the forests...\"*The Canifor would suggest, a tone of doubt in her words. She wasn't sure how much he'd agree to it with the outskirts possibly making it take longer to keep up with the herds, but she figured she didn't have many options in letting him go past.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*The tall ferns would part as the Canifor would make her way through the large field, stalking after the wild deer she had been chasing throughout the forest. It moved in ignorance and with each step it made, Juna would draw quiet. An arrow sat in the string of her bow as she held it pulled all the way back. For a moment, there was silence, soon followed by the whizzing of an arrow and a bray of pain as it embedded itself into its target. The deer would try to run, but at this point it was a worthless attempt at escaping as the large animal collapsed on itself from the arrow stuck in its neck. Juna would stand up fully, her heart fluttering in happiness at her catch. This would surely feed all three of them just fine. Her Jackal companion would walk out towards it, sniffing the animal with a hint of salivation forming at his mouth.*\"Patience Jace...\"*Juna would say with a quiet chuckle as she'd make her way over.*\"Can't have it all for yourself.\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy had been traveling through the forest for several days on her own for a while now. Her stomach was growling now and she was half doubled over her horse in hunger. She was clutching her stomach. She was also lost. This was her first time attempting to explore outside of the city by herself and while she was not scared she was worried. She was able to easily purify water by boiling it with her magic but she was still hungry. She wasn't sure what she was going to do in terms of food until she stumbled across the dead deer. \n\nShe glanced down at the deer with the arrow sticking out of it and glanced around seeing the hunter. She froze for a moment before raising her hand and waving happily, \"Hello there!\" She was speaking in Hasaapaian surprisingly seeing that the hunter was Canifor, \"I'm friendly and also very hungry. If you could spare some of your deer I have some silver I could part with in return for it?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's fur would stand on end as the sound of the voice met her ears first, looking up from her catch, she caught sight of the woman standing over the deer and would quickly back away.*\"Who are you-\"*She'd say, a hand readily reaching for an arrow as if she were half ready to ward the woman off over the deer carcass.*\n\nHer Jackal would let out a low growl, most likely caring more about someone potentially stealing his treat than the Canifors distrust of her. At the very least she claimed to be friendly which was the only thing leaving Juna hesitant in notching the arrow.*\"Where did you come from-\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile froze and raised her hands above her head, \"Please don't attack. I was traveling through the forest to get to the next village. Honestly I've been lost for the past few days. My name is Narcuile Phoenixborn.\" She felt her terror rising and that was never good. When strong emotions rose she often lost control of her magic. She kept her emotions tamped down for now and put a nervous smile on her face, \"I wasn't trying to take your deer. I'm just very hungry. Like I said I was just offering to buy some of the meat off of you. It's your kill though and if you say no I'll leave and move on my way no need for violence.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would look between Narcuile and the deer, slowly moving her hand away from her quiver. Perhaps there was a bit of sympathy in the Canifor, mostly because of her quick reactions to things lately, tilting her head towards the deer, she'd say:*\"Go ahead...\"*The Canifor would stand there and watch, almost as if she expected the woman to go ahead and cut up the deer herself to eat it. Jace, seeing his owner retreat from the idea of attacking, would let out a dissatisfied huff of air and would return to her side.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile sighed in relief. She realized that the other woman was indicating that she wanted her to cut what she wanted off of the deer herself and hesitated but shrugged to herself. She had cleaned rabbits before if not well. She pulled out her dagger and hesitated trying to figure out where to cut the deer to begin skinning it. After not figuring that out she drove the dagger into the thigh of the deer resolving not to deal as much damage to the hide as she could and cut off a large chunk above the joint. If allowed to continue she would eventually mangle out a portion of meat from the thigh but horribly damage the hide in the process." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*With Narcuile cutting out her portion of the meat, Juna would make her way over to the deer carcass.*\"You're not much of a hunter are you...?\"*She'd question as if seeing how she cut the deer alone lead to that suspicion. Kneeling down, Juna would slowly remove her own dagger that she had kept tucked away, grabbing at one of the deer's remaining legs and cutting it off. A quiet snap could be heard from it breaking bone before Juna would tear the leg away and hold it out for her Jackal to take. Jace would grab it, soon lowering his head to chew at the small portion of meat it provided.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile smiled weakly and went to find some wood. She pulled loose wood not caring about what the whether or not it was wet or live. She scraped some ground clear and stacked some stones around a quickly made fire pit. Stacking the wood she held her hand over it and twisted. Flames erupted and soon a campfire was roaring. With a sigh she sat back, \"Yeah I'm an acolyte. I'm not ashamed to admit my life has been a lot more comfortable than most. That's the truth. I'm attempting to learn how to survive on my own now.\" She took the meat and took another stick spearing it and sticking it over the fire so it began to cook. She then reached into her pocket pulling out five pieces of silver holding it out towards the other woman, \"Here as I said. Silver in return for meat.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would take a step back for a moment as the bits of wood would suddenly burst into flames. It took a short while, but eventually she came to realize that the woman was simply a pyromancer with her explanation for it. She'd slowly reach for the coins that the woman offered her and, in deciding that she was trustworthy enough for now, Juna would take a seat near the makeshift fire. She busied herself in cutting off portions of the deer, saying quietly:*\"Thank you... And... It's okay... I've been... Trying to do the same lately... But... With less luck than I would have hoped...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy laughed and smiled, \"Well feel free to warm yourself by the fire and cook some of your meat. If it helps you're doing better than I have been. I've felt nervous trying to eat any of the mushrooms or greens I recognize in the forest. I may be able to recognize them from a textbook but recognizing them from a textbook is entirely different from seeing them in person.\" She nodded, \"My name's Narcuile. But you can call me Narcy. What's yours?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would silently cut open a section of the deer, soon ridding it of its organs as she'd carefully prepare it to be cooked.*\"I'm...\"*She'd pause, debating between giving her actual name or the name she typically went by when out in the forest. She supposed they weren't exactly in the forest now, but even then she wasn't sure if it was worth it.*\"You can... Just call me Bamboo...\"*The Canifor would finally answer.*\"And... It's best not to test your luck in the forest... Most stores would have the greens you need if you wish to buy any...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "\"I suppose. But if I went another few days without finding a village or catching anything I was probably going to push my luck. I know one of the things you can do is you can watch what forest animals eat. It's not foolproof but it's better than nothing. And Bamboo. That's an odd name.\" As she spoke she absent mindedly reached into the fire and pulled out a piece of the flame. She began to make it dance between her fingers. She seemed to do this almost automatically as if it were an instinct of hers, touching the fire soothed her almost." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Most typically call me Lady...\"*Juna would say, not looking up from her work as she would cut away at the fur.*\"My name doesn't matter too much in the wilderness anyways... I typically don't see most again after the first time...\"*With the fur shaven off, she'd finally begin tearing strips out of the meat. Her Jackal would come to lay beside her as he gnawed after the deer leg he was give.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy nodded sadly, \"If you don't have much control then yeah it wouldn't go well together but you can control the flame. It takes higher level of control. But at the same time, we are using it to cook our meat yes? We use it to warm ourselves in the winter. Fire is a tool of destruction but it is needed for change. Sometimes in forests you need a cleansing fire so new life can grow. It's all part of a cycle.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She'd stare at the fire, part of her wondering if learning it would help her be able to protect herself better. Even the man from the beach questioned if she was some sort of mage with the staff she had. Thinking on it longer, however, she began to figure she'd have little control of it. With her fear and quick reaction, her home could easily fall victim to her own incompetence.*\"Do you... Know any other forms of magic...?\"*She'd ask the woman curiously as she'd look back up at her.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "\"Hmm? Yes! I know how to call upon faith magic to heal wounds and protect others. I also can use alchemical formulas but that's something I just recently started studying so I'm just a novice in that respect. But so far that's the only magic I've found I can do. Alchemy was a nice surprise. I think it's because I'm not utilizing the magic myself but using formulas.\" She lapsed into silence after this. She seemed to be thinking. Her red eyes were glinting in the flames as she stared at them, it almost seemed as if they were dancing in her eyes. After a moment she sighed and stretched, \"How about you? You seem quite capable with a bow. And your companion is quite cute!\" She smiled brightly as she looked over at the jackal." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her eyes would light up at the mention of her knowing healing magic. Perhaps she could teach her how to reuse her magic again. She'd open her mouth to ask, only to close it once more in thought. What if she simply lost it again? If there was one thing she could have retained, she would have wished it to be healing, but even that too had left her. Juna's ears would droop, only for one to raise back up at the mention of using formulas instead of magic.*\"Al... Chemy...?\"*She'd question her in confusion of her own lack of knowledge. She'd soon shake her head, figuring it something that was beyond her understanding. She was but a simple hunter after all, something she repeated in the woman's question.*\"I'm... Simply a huntress... Just trying to survive...\"*She'd say before patting Jace atop his head.*\"And protect the ones I care of.\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy watched the other woman and nodded slowly at their response, \"That's good. It was just me and my Father. And he was honestly too busy with teaching and studying for me. Not that I minded too much. But it's still nice to have someone you can rely on and that they can rely on you.\" She smiled gently." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would carefully pick the meat off the fire, allowing it to cool for a bit before she'd take a bite from it.*\"Strange... My father taught me pretty much everything I knew... Which... I guess it could have just been me... I didn't like the other children too much to really have another teacher... At least... Not in a group anyways...\"*The Canifor would explain.*\"But he's how I learned my archery at least... How to... Hunt and protect myself...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "\"The only thing I was able to learn from him was pyromancy. Which he specialized in luckily enough. But once he realized I was unable to learn most other forms of magic he grew frustrated. I was sent to the church to see if faith and religion could assist where magical study could not. I think the reason for that is he blames himself. The reason for my... Defect is because of an experiment of his gone awry. It pains him when he sees me struggling to learn basic magic and working on containing the fire within. But it's simply how it was meant to be. I love my connection to the fire, I wouldn't give it up for anything. But explaining that to him would be difficult, so it was just easier to leave.\" She stared into the flames with a far away look, \"I didn't mind other children. I usually either didn't work well in a group either or outpaced them. There's no middle ground. So, my studies were also ones I had to take alone.\" She then looked over, \"But having that connection with your father must have been nice. Someone at least you could be with. I feel like I've lacked that in my life. So I've been set adrift almost.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would place another piece of meat in her mouth while Narcuile would explain her situation with learning magic. To Juna, she couldn't see it as a defect. Some people couldn't learn magic at all, so surely having fire at least was a good thing, right? It seemed her father wasn't as forgiving about it, causing her to leave. Juna's reason for leaving was different, wanting to adventure out in the world.*\"I chose to leave too... I thought... That life beyond our home would have been better, but... I was wrong...\"*She'd say, her voicing growing quieter.*\"I loved my parents... Even if they... Weren't really my own... They... Cared a lot for me... I just wish the world was all I was hoping it to be...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile nodded listening, \"Yeah. Adventure sounds nice. There's so much out there to see and do you know? Plus even if it is different from expectations and it isn't quite what we hoped for it can't all be bad right? No matter what we encounter it will be new and exciting! Something we can learn from and something we can cherish and remember.\" Her eyes twinkled as she looked forwards into a potential future of adventure she was hoping to achieve." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would merely flick in response, her excitement having long since left her after years of being out here. It seemed Narcuile was a new adventurer. Hopefully her excitement will remain, unlike Juna's. She used to be naive, now she was simply paranoid.*\"Yeah... Exciting...\"*Juna would silently agree despite her feelings towards it. She'd grab another strip of meat, placing it down on the ground for Jace to eat at with her not feeling as hungry.*\"I wouldn't recommend traveling throughout the forests without watching your back... Lots of bad things have happened out there...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy nodded, \"I appreciate the warning. I am cautious as I travel and set up precautions when I camp. I know I'm inexperienced so I don't know what to expect. But I try to be ready for anything really.\" She pulled out a string with a set of bells on it and smiled, \"I set these up around the edges of my camp. It's not much and it can be easily be thwarted but it does protect me from wild animals at the very least.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"It's not the wild animals you'll really have to worry of...\"*Juna would murmur.*\"Wild animals are predictable... People... People are not...\"*She'd say, taking the last strips of meat that was on the fire and giving a couple to Jace before she would suddenly shift her bag onto her lap and place a single strip of meat into it. The bag would seem to shift as she did, almost as if something else was in there, but she made no notice of it as she would look back at Narcuile.*\"I think the Capitol would be better.*\"Most don't come to the forest with good intent...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile nodded, \"It might be good to head to the capitol. Official register as an adventurer and get in with the guild there. And as you said people can be unpredictable out here in the woods I suppose.\" She stood and stretched before she began to hold her hands over the flames. As she did her control over the flames caused it to lower down to coals. Once it was coals she began to kick some dirt over it. There was still light in the sky after all and since they had both eaten their fill some travel could still be achieved." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "\"Be careful when traveling there...\"*Juna would say to her in suggestion that she wasn't going to come with her to the Capitol. She'd watch the fire die down, soon shifting her gaze away as she'd point to what remained of the deer carcass.*\"Would you like to take anymore with you... Before... You leave...?\"*She'd decide to ask her, figuring it would be better to not let the deer go to waste.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy turned back towards the deer carcass and nodded, \"I'll take some more. I'll cook what I can tonight when I rest. Should be enough to get me to the next village. I appreciate it greatly.\" She pulled out her knife and began to cut strips of meat. She then used a clean shirt to wrap the strips of meat. She didn't cut too much off, because she didn't have a way to preserve the meat beyond cooking it which wouldn't be enough other than tonight and tomorrow morning at the most. But it was more food than she had for the past few days so it would keep her going for a little while longer. She then turned and smiled to her erstwhile companion, \"Perhaps we will meet again in the future! I hope you stay safe alright?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*With Narcuile taking her portion of the meat, Juna would point towards the deer in indication for Jace to go ahead and eat his fill of it. The Jackal would get up, soon tearing away at the carcass while Juna would glance up at Narcuile.*\"I'll try my best...\"*Juna would say quietly, offering a dip of her head in not wanting to make a promise that she wasn't sure she could keep.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile found her horse who had been kept loose to graze nearby. She fetched the horse and mounted it. She smiled again and began to ride off hopefully finding a path that she could follow for at least a little while. She would like to reach a village before she felt hunger like she had before she met Juna." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would slowly stand up, watching the woman gradually ride off atop her steed. For a moment, the Canifor would glance back towards the forest. It would probably be best that she head back too. Though she couldn't stop a thought that had crossed her mind, one warranting her to shift her gaze back to the mage in not wanting to lose one of her few opportunities to ask.*\"Narcuile, wait-\"*She'd suddenly call out to her, hoping to catch her before she was too far out of earshot.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile turned back and the horse trotted up to the woman. She looked down curiously and asked, \"Yes what is it?\" She was curious as to why she had been called back but not irritated. While she would like to be on her way she did enjoy the other woman's company. And if they had a question for her she was grateful for their assistance and would gratefully answer their question." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would find herself instinctively taking a step back at the approach of the horse. She was never really too comfortable around the large creatures. Eventually she'd speak again, though lowering her gaze slightly.*\"I... Wanted to ask... If you... Ever did return here... Do you think that... You could... Possibly teach me magic...?\"*She'd ask in barely more than a whisper.*" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcy smiled brightly and jumped off her horse. She took the other woman's hands in her own and eagerly bounced them up and down in excitement. Few things sparked her excitement more than magic, \"Of course! I know you said you don't necessarily like other people but I'm heading to the Capitol right now. If you end up out that way perhaps I can show you a few things. Obviously I can show you Fire Magic, but because my Father desperately tried to teach me other schools of magic I at least know the founding theories of the other schools. And I can teach you Faith and Alchemy for sure!\" All of this came out in a rush, a burst of speech." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna let out a quiet yelp, mostly taken by surprise at the woman's sudden excitement. Her ears would lower on her head, trying to take in everything the woman was saying with how quickly she was saying it. It seemed like Juna would have to head closer to the Capitol if she was hoping to be taught, something that left nervousness in the pit of her stomach. She was least grateful the woman was willing to help, though now she'd have to figure out how to find her again in the large and daunting city. Juna would shake these thoughts away. She had a magic teacher now and, that would be good enough for her for the time being.*\"Thank you...\"*She'd whisper more quietly as Narcy finished.*\"Sorry for... Keeping you... You should... Get to the Capitol before nightfall... It... It'll get late soon...\"" }, { "author": "Narcuile Phoenixborn", "message": "Narcuile nodded eagerly and pumped the other womans hands one more time before she turned back and got on her horse which shook its head in annoyance at its riders antics. She smoothed its mane in response and that seemed to calm the animal. She called out to Juna, \"I look forwards to seeing you in the Capitol! When again we meet!\" She turned the animal and the horse began to trot off into the forest the bright young elf beginning to sing a hymn to the gods as she rode clearly in a much brighter mood than she was earlier." }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would give a light wave back to the woman, watching her as she'd turn off to leave once again. For a moment she'd stare after her, only to be jotted away as her bag would shift on her shoulder once more. She'd reach over, opening the top flap of it in soon allowing the head of a young bird to poke out from her bag.*\"Sorry Juni...\"*She'd whisper to the Airstrider hatchling.*\"We can go home now.\"*With those words said, Juna would turn and head off, eventually making her way back to camp.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Katya Aslanov", "message": "*Another day, another deal, eh?*\n\n*In the absence of orders from the Corleone Family, Katya still needed gold, and she needed to sate her newfound lust for violence that was empowered by the blood curse flowing in her veins.*\n\n*Today, her unfortunate victim was a man who had been acting too much of a nuisance in a local bar. With the authorities being little use against the party of thugs, Katya was enlisted as a \"Bounty Hunter\" Of sorts against the lad, and prove a point she would. A couple beatdowns and a punch to the ground later, the man was practically cowering against this beast of a woman.*\n\n\"...Can't even mind ya FUCKIN' business, eh? Gotta ruin the day for everyone. Get up. Ya'll be fine, ya fuckin' lump of limp flesh.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*A carefree stroll was what the assassin seemed to be taking. A simple gentlemen at first sight, wearing decent blue and black clothes, with a straight dueling sword and buckler on his hip; purely for self defense reasons. Purely.*\n\n*Upon reaching an alleyway, he began to hear the words of a quite angry woman. Curious, he turns to see the situation, and sees the kitsune towering over the poor man getting the shit kicked out of him.*\n\n\"Now now, don't you think that's a bit blunt?\"" }, { "author": "Katya Aslanov", "message": "*Placing a hand over the beat down target and slowly backing off, brushing the blood off of her bruised, wrapped knuckles and turning to her new \"Friend\", Katya cracked her neck back. Katya was still wearing a hood and mask, obscuring most of her features, and had hidden her oriate traits in order to further separate this persona from her more \"Public\" Appearance.*\n\n*Katya's clothing mirrored Zed's... Mirror isn't the right term, \"Foil\" Might've been better. Rough leather clothing, a few nasty looking knives and cestus. If Zed was a scalpel, Katya was a flamberge.*\n\n\"This isn't your business. Back off. He's just a troublemaker anyway.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*The sensible thing to do would be to walk away. Just turn around and act like nothing happened. But Zed wasn't exactly the most sane person.*\n\n\"Ah, but it is now, isn't it? After all, I just witnessed this man being beaten within an inch of his life. Why use fists when words can accomplish the same task?\"\n\n*Zed places a hand on his buckler, ready to draw it at a moment's notice*" }, { "author": "Katya Aslanov", "message": "*Katya's own body tensed up, and she prepared for something to hit the fan as the thug quietly scampered off.*\n\n\"We tried words, words didn't go so well. Why ya white knighting for him? He your boyfriend?\"\n\n*Two daggers were strapped to Katya's side, and a few darts were hidden on her body. While Katya didn't **Want** Another encounter, she wasn't too averse to it either...*" } ]

[ { "author": "Olivia Z. Whitiker", "message": "*Coming from the other direction down the road would be a small Midorite with black under shirt and white cloak, with jet black hair soul Piercing yet soft yellow eyes, with a face full of freckles and a scar to boot! She'd continue on down the road with a pep in her small step as she hummed walking past him momentarily before practically screeching like a car that slammed its breaks as she backed up looking at the odd creature feed the fishes in the water* \"Good afternoon! I can't help but see you are feeding those fish... Perhaps are you fattening them up so they taste better?\" *She'd say visibly tilting her head*" }, { "author": "Uku Spurfie (Yughotta Friend)", "message": "*He'd shoot up to his feet when he heard someone talk to him, dusting off his clothes quickly.*\n\"Oh! No ma'am, just a fan of fish. Figured I might as well do something while the ol' steed is getting its juice back.\"\n*He pauses and looks at her. He is an Uzhi with pink skin, a rarity wow!!!, very fancy looking clothing that doesn't seem to match his beat up wagon and donkey. He has a comb over with a big droopy nose, looking as if he is constantly sweating from the slimey material his skin is made out of.*\n\"But, if you are looking for some fish to catch, there are some big ones here, *Especially the ones who keep hogging all the food from the little guy!*\"\n*He says that last part as if he's talking to the fish." }, { "author": "Dingbat", "message": "The donkey is there just sippin from the river peacefully uwu" }, { "author": "Olivia Z. Whitiker", "message": "*She'd bounce back a bit, startled by his abrupt movement looking at him now fully* \"Oh my sir! You are... Dripping? And pink? What exactly are... You?\" *She'd ask in the most polite way she could* \"I see, well I'm going to be honest i quite suck at catching fish so I was hoping you were a fisher heh\" *She'd rub the back of her head, then looking at the cute donkey... Very cute *" }, { "author": "Uku Spurfie (Yughotta Friend)", "message": "\"I figured I'd eventually run into someone who doesn't recognize what I am. I'm a long way from home anyway. I'm an uzhi, like slime person, you know?\"\n*He put his to his chin.*\n\"You know, come to think of it, you seem to be the first goblin that hasn't stabbed me yet.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson walked forward through the area with big strides slowly, lumbering around." }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal, isn't it a beautiful day? Look at all the sunshine we have.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson stared up directly into the sun for acouple of seconds" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal, stop that.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson slowly lowered his face as he kept walking." } ]

[ { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*Melody would gallop across the open fields, sunlight beaming down on her deer-like back as she'd pick up speed. It was places like this where she could truly run out to her full extent, stretching out her legs to their max. She'd let out a tired of huff of air soon trotting to a stop to take a quick breather. Melody would glance across the field, soon coming to notice someone else walking out here and would offer a wave to them in small greeting to acknowledge their presence.*" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson's view would shift to them and they'd stare at them." }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal, I believe they waved at you. I'd suggest returning one.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson waved back in a similar manner, almost mimicking how she did it." }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*She'd lower her hand down to her side, tilting her head back curiously as she eyed the figure that seemed to be talking in third person. At least by the sounds of it anyways.*\"New around these parts?\"*She'd decide ask him in taking the moment for a short break while she recovered.*\"Didn't know anyone else came all the way out here at this time.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "He continued to stare at her. His eyes staring over the centaur parts of her body as he was unfamiliar with it." }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal and I are new to these parts, but we are simply walking through. I would be interested to know your name so I can correctly address you, Miss...?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal...?\"*She asked, partially confused as to whether or not there was supposed to be another person here. With a quick shake of her head, she'd decide to shrug it off for the time being to at least answer his question.*\"Melody Vander, local Bounty Hunter. I'm guessing it's either you... Or... A friend that's this Mr. Jackson-?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Misses Melody Vander, local Bounty Hunter, Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal is the man you see before you. I am simply a helper.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson tilts his head curiously" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Misses Melody Vander, local Bounty hunter, it appears Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal is interested in your job, what exactly does a bounty hunter do?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*Melody would squint slightly, almost perplexed by this strange helper that seemed to travel practically invisible to any untrained eye. She'd be shaken from her thoughts as a question was asked about her job.*\"Well bounty hunting is different for everyone.\"*She'd decide to answer so as not to seclude it to only what she did.*\"It's mostly when someone has money tied to their name for something they've done with people willing to pay for their capture. I personally use bounty hunting to help lock up criminals that have gotten away too often, but there are others that will bounty hunt... Well... Just about anyone who is seen to need to be.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson lays down onto the ground and looks up at the sky." }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Misses Melody Vander, local Bounty hunter, please excuse Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal, it appears he is tired and is having trouble taking in information at the moment. While he rests, I do wish to ask you, does bounty hunting bring you closer to happiness?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Closer to happiness?\"*She'd ask him.*\"I'm already happy now, but as far as getting happier, I guess I can say it does. It just means I'm one step closer to reaching my goals even if it's not the same as my last job. Have you been looking into bounty hunting as well?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson looks over at Melody for a second then looks back at the sky" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Misses Melody Vander, Local Bounty Hunter, we have considered the idea as Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal is a very large individual and I am quite trained in many arts of war. I believe it is the more motivation to actually see it through. I am not sure if it is optimal to try something that won't directly lead to happiness.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well happiness is never one simple thing. It's making the most of the moment you're in, you know?\"*She'd say to them.*\"Of course there are things people can be passionate about that leads to happiness, but as long as you find something that makes you smile personally. Then you'll always have it.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Helper", "message": "It pauses for a second.\n\"Unfortunately, we are not talking about souls in the sense of believing. We are talking about souls simply not existing.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*She'd give a light shake if her head, namely out of exasperation.*\"Never mind that last part. Everyone has a soul. Otherwise... Well they wouldn't really be alive.\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We both are not alive. We simply exist.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*She'd look at them in confusion.*\"Well sure you're alive. You-\"*Melody would pause, having to think over how to best explain it before simply deciding to go with their initial thinking.*\"Well alright then. Surely you'd wish to be alive though, wouldn't you?\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Wait...\"\nIt pauses \n\"Which part was referring to which?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Both... Of you...?\"*She'd say mostly as a question herself in not understand how the mask worked in relation to the one behind it. It was hard referring to either one of them with them both being together, but she at least knew they were separate in some way.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"I don't necessarily see the advantages of being alive, and Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal does not have wishes. However, I do seek to bring Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal happiness.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well- being alive would be a nice good step.\"*She'd say, simply going along with it before gesturing off towards the Capitol.*\"Have you been to the city before? There's all kinds of things to experience there that could possibly make you- er him happy.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson looks over toward the direction" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We have not, but we were told to visit it. What kind of things would be there to help?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well that depends on what you enjoying doing the most.\"*She'd say.*\"What better place to find something than the city? Plenty of opportunities there!\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Alright... We will have to see. He does not tend to be interested by most things but I'm sure in a big city there will be a land of opportunity! Thanks Misses Melody Vander, Local Bounty Hunter.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Great.\"*She'd say with a smile, soon trotting past them.*\"Come on, I can lead you guys to the gates before I have to return to my training. From there you guys can head and experience things at your leisure.\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Wow! What a helpful individual you are! Perhaps I should call you helper instead! Ha. Ha. Ha.\"\nHe mimics laughter" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"It's nice to help out when I can.\"*She would say with a laugh of her own, trotting across the field to head to the main pathway.*\"Maybe you can give that a try as well when you visit the city. There's plenty of people in there that could always use the extra hand.\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We will have to see. Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal, it seems adventure awaits us in the capitol, lets get to it.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Nods and begins to walk toward Melody for her to lead" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*She would guide them up until the main path, beginning her progression towards the city gates that sat distantly from where they were.*\"Have you ever been a big city before?\"*She'd ask them.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We have not. We simply wandered from small town to small town. We've heard stories about Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal's parents visiting the big city though.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Oh? Did he ever want to go with them or is this the first time he's really thought about visiting.\"*She'd say, figuring that she might as well speak towards the mask as if Jackson wasn't here despite them coming as a pair. It seemed the mask did most of the talking anyways.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mr. Jackson Humdrum Atonal only does what is asked of him. He has no wants, but since I ask him to go now, he wishes to now.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*She would raise an eyebrow quizzically, wondering what part was the mask and what part was Jackson himself.*\"So, *He* Doesn't want to be happy. You just want him to be?\"*The Centaur would ask in hopes of understanding better.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"He doesn't want anything. If I were not with him he would simply stand at his room and stare at the wall.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Are you sure it's not you who simply wants to be happy for him rather than him wanting to be happy himself?\"*She'd ask the mask more curiously.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"I was instructed as my last task to help him find happiness elsewhere. I am simply following what I was told.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Oh? Did Mr. Jackson give you those instructions? Or was it someone else?\"*Melody would ask instead.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mister George Alexander Atonal gave me these instructions.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*A new name, it seemed. Was it a relative perhaps? She'd assume so with the similarity in names, but she supposed she should ask anyways just in case.*\"Who's Mister George Alexander Atonal?\"*She'd ask, stating each individual name more carefully.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Mister George Alexander Atonal is Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal's father.\"\nHe states plainly" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"I see...\"*She'd say, thinking it over for a bit. They definitely had a strange situation going on, though she tried to remain a bit optimistic in the thought that something would surely make them feel happy in some way.*\"Well what kind of things have you tried so far with making them feel happy?\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We have tried *Picking flowers, chasing squirrels, looking in water, talking to people, looking at the clouds, digging a hole, playing with yarn, eating and drinking more than the required amount, farm work, crafting, training, and bug catching.*\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*They all seemed generic in her eyes, but for none to spark anything seemed pretty odd.*\"And no happiness from anything...?\"*She'd ask in slightly more concern. If none of those things helped, the hope for something in the Capitol to seemed to diminish.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"What do you think, Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal?\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "His head shakes slowly" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Hmm...\"*She'd try to think for a bit, continuing to trot along.*\"Have you ever considered having a partner? Some people can become happy in finding a friend or someone to care about.\"*The Centaur would suggest. Though they have claimed talking to people, perhaps finding ways to bond over something would help.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "It pauses for a second as if it's searching its thoughts\n\"Under what activity would they partner?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well it could be anything. Like a job or maybe just a friend to visit places for fun or even a lover if you bond enough.\"*She'd say casually.*\"A partner can come from anything really. Maybe you can even consider getting a pet, a small little animal to accompany you.\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"I see.\"\nIt pauses for a second\n\"Would you like to be Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal's partner?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well-\"*She'd begin hesitantly before looking back at them.*\"I have been working to become a captain one day. Maybe starting now wouldn't be so bad. How do you feel about crime fighting...?\"*She'd ask them.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We do not have any issue with it.\"\n\n\"In fact, I am well trained in the art of battle, and Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal possess the physique to destroy most.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well not looking to destroy, *Keeping morals in mind*.\"*She'd say, uttering the last part mostly under her breath.*\"We would just be working to keep people safe and locking up criminals behind bars.\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Ah... Well, we can certainly try to not kill them, but Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal's power is hard to control at times.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Perhaps training to avoid that wouldn't be a bad first start. I work at New Sunlight if you're interested in giving that place a visit. It would be much easier to do partner work then if the Captain is alright with it.\"*She'd explain.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Alright. Could you speak to the captain for us then?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"I'll be sure to bring it up to him. You should make sure to be prepared though. It will be a 100 silver entry fee and they will most likely be wondering the reason behind you joining before officially getting you set up there, but afterwards you'll just have to get through first training session and I'm sure you'll be fine from there.\"*She'd explain, refocusing her gaze ahead towards the gate slowly drawing closer to them.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"Alright, we will find money before coming. If we enter into this employment and you are his partner, then after awhile you can be his romantic partner as well.\"\nHe states that not as a question" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well actually romantic partners doesn't work quite that way-\"*She'd practically stammer.*\"We would just be... Coworkers is all.\"*She scratch at her hair, it seeming obvious that this person didn't really understand how relationships worked. Oh well, perhaps someone else better suited in this could explain it better to them.*" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"But if you bond enough, then it will happen?\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Well yes, it can but-\"*She'd pause, suddenly giving a brief shake of her head.*\"It doesn't always happen that easily though.\"*Melody would think it over for a bit, coming to a slow stop as they'd begin nearing their destination.*\"I'm sure someone in the city would be able to explain it much better than I can.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"We understand! As long as we keep at it, it will work!\"\nThey nod\n\"Thank you Misses Melody Vander, Local Bounty Hunter and potential partner.\"" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "\"Keeping in mind it doesn't always happen-\"*She'd quickly add on to the end before giving a soft sigh and gesturing towards the town.*\"Feel free to explore at your leisure.\"*The Centaur would offer a smile.*\"I'll come find you once things are settled in the guild. At a tavern perhaps? Sound good to you?\"" }, { "author": "Helper", "message": "\"That sounds agreeable! Thank you so much for the help. Mister Jackson Humdrum Atonal, show your thanks.\"" }, { "author": "Jackson Humdrum Atonal", "message": "Jackson nods as he stares at her" }, { "author": "Melody Vander", "message": "*Melody would give a nod back.*\"No problem. Always happy to help.\"*She'd turn around a bit and would begin trotting back towards the fields before glancing back towards them.*\"Cya around Salvania.\"*The Centaur would say before galloping off down the road.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The beach was a lovely place for a blind woman. The birds, the wind, the crashing waves, the warmth of the sun. It was like heaven.\nZara sat on a bench near the sandy beach, with a book written in Braille rearing in her lap. Though she could see with her Radiance Sense, despite wearing blindfolds, Zara still preferred Braille-written books.\nShe was there on her own, and that was how she preferred it normally.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Soon the could hear the sound on hooves on the sand as a young centaur entered the beach, she had never had the change of visiting the sea while on or tribe, so it was the first time she was there, before she could reach the water, she noticed the woman sitting on the sand, she eyed the woman curious and figured she could maybe start a conversation, Olive stand by her side looking at the waves*\n\n\"It's such a beautiful day today...\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Zara looked over as she heard an incoming horse, or something of the sort, approaching. Her Radiance Sense had become Alternate due to Zara's stillness, allowing her to 'see' the incoming person at a distance of up to 20 metres (66 feet).\nShe looked back to the sea and nodded as Olive spoke.* \"Indeed,\" *Zara agreed.\nShe still held the Braille book in her lap. Zara could multitask, reading the book and speaking to Olive at the same time, though she closed the book as they initiated conversation. Didn't want to seem rude.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I'm Olive, are you from around here?\"\n\n*Olive turned her head to her, she didn't notice at first the book, not until she closed it, she felt like she was an intruder*\n\n\"Oh, sorry, did I interrupt your reading?\"\n\n*Olive took a step back, she didn't knew if she was bothering Zara and wouldn't want to bother her if she wanted to do something else*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"I am Zara,\" *She introduced herself.* \"I have been around for a while, yes.\"\n*Zara placed her book down on the bench beside herself and stood up.* \"No, not at all.\" *She answered Olive's concern about interrupting her reading.* \"It is nice to meet new people.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive sight in relief that at least she was interrupting her, she smiled at Zara*\n\n\"Good to hear that, it's nice to meet you Zara\"\n\n*She stretched her arm to her, to give her a handshake, she wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do since she didn't really get to know much people outside of her tribe, she didn't have advanced social skills*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Zara accepted the handshake in kind.* \"Nice to meet you too. Are you here for an activity in particular, or just visiting the beach?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I'm just visiting, I don't know if I would like to stay, I'm just travel around and meeting the place, What about you?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"The beach is a great place to be for peace and quiet,\" *Zara said.* \"It helps to clear my head and meditate when I need to, and makes a good book even better.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Sound reasonable, with the sound of the waves and the birds\" \n\n*She places her hands on her hips and looked around the place while playing with the sand with her left front hoof*\n\n\"Do you know where could I probably stay the night? I don't know anywhere I could stay but I could probably stay in the forest if I don't find a place\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Do you prefer a stables or a hotel?\" *Zara asked. She didn't intend to be rude, if that was how it could be taken, but it was a genuine question as Olive was a Centaur.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive just laughed at the question, it was funny but curious that someone came up with that question*\n\n\"Either of those would be fine, I mostly sleep standing so I guess stables would be better\"" } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Down the road where Nadia said to look would be an institution that could hardly be called an inn with a small shack with some posts outside of it. Sticking out beside the old brown mare was a tall, muscular stallion, which seemed to be extremely restless. It wore the brand that Nadia described. Only one man sat outside, short and stocky, with a hat covering his face.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan arrived at the town after a short ride, and started to look around for the stables, or whereever he was supposed to go.\n\nOh, and there he is. Sirdan stayed at a distance, his hand resting on his bow. He tried to see if the man was carrying any weapon or a coat that could conceal any.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The man had a large, worn coat. It covered almost his entire body, the way he hunched down. The way he seemed to look, the man appeared to be a Lora... And asleep. A beard could be seen just barely between all the obstructions.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The man immediately made Sirdan suspect something is up. Though he is a bit young to be a horse thief, he can't help but think that leaving his horse near him would be dangerous, too.*\n\n*He rode closer to the old man and called out toward him from twenty meters away.*\n\n\"Greetings!\" *While waiting for him to respond, he looked at the two horses to see if any of them resembled the one being looked for.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The white stallion was the spitting image of what Nadia described, though likely dirtier than what Sirdan would have imagined. Its mane had begun to get knotted up, and the horse did seem to be washed recently. The man Sirdan approached looked up slightly, showing creases and wrinkles around his eyes and cheeks.* \"Bahdin't shee nuffin.\" *Whether he barely spoke the language or he couldn't be bothered to speak clearly, it was hard to tell. He likely said, \"I didn't see nothing,\" But it was hard to be sure. A few copper coins were gathered at his feet as though they were thrown there.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*It took him a few seconds more than expected to understand what the old man said. He didn't understand anything, and there happens to be a few coins in front of him. Sirdan got it. He knew what he had to do. He dismounted next to the old man, and then took out some ropes and lassos from his saddlebag, conveniently brought along to restrain people. Then, he dropped a silver coin in front of the old man and he started to walk toward the stallion, beckoning his own horse to follow him. His eyes peered around suspicsiously, making sure that there's no vegetation anyone can hide in, and unexpected entrances by the thief in question.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The old Lora picked up the silver coin, looked over his shoulder to the bar inside, then chuckled to himself, pocketing the coin. As Sirdan would work, he wouldn't see any bushes or clandestine hiding spots around them for hundreds of feet. The only place a thief could hide was inside the closed shack or in the inn. The old man silently watched Sirdan work, peering from the bottom of his hat.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The elf let out an exaggerated sigh, and with it, he felt his throat morph, as if he could talk to animals now - probably because he could. He turned toward the stallion,*\"Keep calm, I'm here to bring you back to your owner - Now, did they go inside that building over there?\"\n\n*He waited for the stallion to answer before doing anything else.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"What, do you mean the worst master ever? Yes, he's in the tree home.\" *The stallion seemed upset and unsure what buildings were called. The Lora would just watch as Sirdan and the horse communicated, this being the 5th weirdest thing he's seen this week.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*If Sirdan knew what the Lora was thinking, he would've asked for the other four things. He nodded at the stallion,*\"This master's bad right? I am here to bring you back to your old one - I hope he is better, since you were raised to be strong and healthy as I can see. As for the worst master... I am going to deal with him in the tree home. Sounds good?\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"Yes. Get me a carrot while you're in there.\" *The stallion then began to chew on the post it was tied to, continuing to show its discomfort.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Alright. Thank you.\" \n\n*He tied his horse to another post securely, making sure it would not be easily untied. Then he walked toward the inn, his hand on his sword. He opened the door and looked around immediately.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The Lora eyed him the whole way, then as he opened the door, called out,* \"Change for a veteran of the psychic war?\" *The man practically yelled it, and a few of the patrons looked out the door to him. One such person, a thin young man with a hood, looked and upon seeing Sirdan, stood from his seat. He immediately began to run for the back door, with 15ft between him and Ansari and 8ft between him and the door.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan made a quick mental note to take back those one silver. And then he charged after the thief - If needed, he could chase after the man on his horse. He reckoned he would not be able to escape on the horse before he got to him. His hand was kept on his sword's handle, not drawing it just yet.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The thief made it out the back door, knocking drinks and people aside all the same. Rounding the corner, he glanced backwards and headed straight for the horses. The thief was making quick time due to his small frame, already about 10ft out of the door and 32ft from the horses. He said nothing as he ran, though his hood came off, revealing brown hair.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Alright! YOU LITTLE CUNT! I'LL SHOOT YOU DOWN IF YOU TRY TO GET ON THE HORSE\" *He charged at the thief. Even though he was in armour his greater strength helped him overcome part of the encumbrance - It would take time for him to get on the saddle and untie his own horse, and to do so means he would have a chance to cut down the man like the scum he is. \n\nHe drew sword once he was out of the inn.*\n\n\"YOU HALT. OR I WILL SHOOT YOU DOWN!\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The young man stopped in his tracks at Sirdan's final command. Slowly, without facing the Steppe Elf, he'd raise his hands on either side of himself, standing perfectly still.* \"I don't... I don't wanna die.\" *The voice was a scared squeak. He was only a dozen or so feet away from the stallion, but he didn't seem like he was gonna risk it.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Good. I do not want to shed any blood today.\" *His hand was still held on his sword, and he maintained his distance with the man, afraid of any spell he has hidden with him. Usually, spells were cast from the hand, so he tried to figure out the best way to do it. He circled to the left, making sure he keep the stable, the man, and the inn in his view, in case anyone is going to surprise him. His back would be facing the open field for hundred of feet, which he made sure there was no potential ambush points in.*\n\n\"I want you to face the wall against the inn, over there, at the side of the stable.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The thief looked to Sirdan and noted the sword in his hand before turning away. He squeezed his shut and leaned his back in frustration, letting out a groan.* \"Do you even have a bow? I wouldn't have stopped if I knew you were holding a sword.\" *The thief now seemed more annoyed at his own arrest, complying with Sirdan's orders.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Yes, yes, I do have a bow. In fact, it is one of the best out there. Look at the arrows in my quiver, look at the bow in my sheath - In fact, actually, don't do that. Keep your hands faced away from me, squeeze them in between your belly and the wall.\"\n\n*He walked toward his horse to ready the rope and sheathed his sword. Now this will be dangerous.*\n\n\"Hand, facing yourself, on your back.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The young Macen sighed, complying as he did so.* \"Can't you just take the horse and leave? I've made no money off of this so far, so I'm not going to do it again.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"No, part of the job description is capturing you. That's part of your job.\" *He would tie up his hand with the rope and then his legs if the thief allowed him to do so. He readied for any attack and made sure his face is not anywhere close to his hands while he restrained him.*\n\n\"I'm afraid you'll have to be sentenced to washing dishes for a few months.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The young man turned to face Sirdan suddenly, surprised.* \"Really? Hell!\" *The young man went to put his hands out in front of him, towards Sirdan.* \"Sign me up!\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan immediately backed off,*\"Calm down young lad, I'll have to restrain you because I don't trust you yet. But I am sure I can get some words in and get you a... Mild sentence of labour for your troubles. The time for cutting people's hands off are long past.\"\n\n*At least he hoped so.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"Oh, sorry.\" *He lowered his hands, looking down to his shoes.* \"I'm just trying to get out of a life of pulling weeds and crops until my dad finds a man for me to marry.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"What kind of Macen are you?\" *He asked as he restrained the thief and brought him along toward the stallion,*\"I hope you have some sort of special magical talent, like most elves do, but you're no elf, are you not?\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The young... Man? Went along with Sirdan, looking ahead now.* \"Oh, I have an affinity for fire which is... Not very useful day to day. Magic seems kinda scary, so I don't really know that much about it. I'm just a regular Macen otherwise.\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"I suppose you could always burn something - That's a useful skill for an adventurer to have. Though I know most adventurers tends to have a rather brutishly short lifespan. Now, I am sure this is something you'll only get to think off after your sentence is off - And I am not generous enough to pay part of my bounty to get you a bail.\" *He shrugged and walked toward the stallion.*\n\n\"You, mind carrying your worst master with me back to the headquarters a few miles away, eh?\" *He talked to the stallion.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"I don't really wanna be an adventurer... Kinda scary. Worst master?\" *The Macen was very quickly confused, trying to figure out what was going on.*\n\n*The stallion looked from Sirdan to the kid.* \"Hmph. One last time, and it will not be comfortable.\" *The horse bent down a bit to make the climb up easier.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*He would set the man down on the saddle of the horse, and tied him up securely to the stallion,*\"Yeah, your horse don't like you. The odds was tilted against you from the start.\"\n\n*Sirdan explained as he mounted his own horse and untied both horses, and then mounted on his own.*\n\n\"Let's go.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The stallion would come along happily, making the ride uneasy enough that the Macen constantly felt like they were about to fall off, but never did. This would result in a uneventful ride back to New Sunlight.*\n\n**Quest Complete**" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot was traveling through the wilds in her iguana form, it served her better in traveling since she was faster, but since she was smaller, she was chased by some predators sometimes, a cat, a wolf and a hawk tried to catch her today and she was pretty tired today after all of that*\n\n*She stumbled upon a small cabin in the middle of nowhere and figured she could maybe rest here for today fi the owner would let her stay, the gem on her necklace began glowing as in the matter of seconds, she transformed into her humanoid form, shaking some dirt off she outfit, she walked to the door with her staff in hand and knocked, hopping someone was home* \n\n\"Hello? Is anyone there?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia had been in the wilds for about some months, she had stumbled upon this empty shack in the middle of nowhere one day during her travels and decided she wanted some peace and quiet, to ressource herself and try some new stuff for once. She had been collecting various ingredients to try and make potion and baums. She had learned how to brw them when she was the assistant of a wizard in her late teen years, until he died 10 years ago.*\n\n*She was relaxing in her hammock near the fireplace when she heard a knock at the door, she was going to ignore it until she heard a voice of a young girl at the door. She fell out of her hammock out of surprise, did she consume something she shouldn't have? She wasn't expecting nobody now, or ever for that fact. She went to the door and opened it slightly looking on the other side, the person on the other side would only see half of her pale face looking with an strange horizontal pupiled eye.*\n''Wh- who's -t-there?''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Her voice sounded familiar for Peridot, but her weird pupil wasn't familiar at all, she had never seen anything like it, she decided to ignore it for now* \n\n\"Uh, hi! Do you live here? I was wondering if I could stay in you place for today, I've traveled a lot and wanted to find a safe place to rest\"\n\n*The young woman looked pretty weird herself, with green hair, reptile eyes and an iguana tail, she could see that she had a sword and also had with her... A familiar looking wooden staff with a green gem on it*" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia examined the unusual girl infront of her and paused when she saw the very familiar staff, her heart started pumping really fast. She opened the door wide open*\n''Y-Yeah, sure come inside!''\n*While the young girl entered inside, Kyhlia was going around the house tidying up the place, cleaning the place up a bit. She wasn't expecting visitors, especially not one with her master's staff, maybe she was hallucinating or this was just a very simillar staff. She turned around to the girl, nervously smiling. Her armor and sword was hanging on a wall near the door. Kyhlia was in her casual outfit and wearing no shoes or boots, just faintly white haired feet.*\n''Make yourself at home, don't mind the cleaning.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot could tell she knew her from somewhere but couldn't exactly pin point in her memory, where had she seen her, she decided not to think too much about it for now but something was telling her that it was really important and that she should remember, she entered the house with her permission and looked around the place, despite the place being disorganized she didn't think it was that bad*\n\n\"Thanks, you have a pretty nice home here, have you always lived here?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia brought two comfortable chair near the fireplace and invited Peridot to sit down*\n''Thanks,but no actually, I've just been here for...'' *She counted on her hands* ''I believe around three to four months?''\n*She added wood to the fireplace and sat down on her chair.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She smiled at her* \"Well, it's still a pretty nice place\" \n\n*Peridot kept looking at her at she moved around the place cleaning, she wanted desperately to remember where did she knew her from, she sat on one of the chairs with her staff on top of her legs, and she kept her eyes fixated on her* \n\n\"... Do I know you from somewhere?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia wasn't comfortable with the girl fixing her, she kept evading her look or trying not to look at her.*\n''If we met already, I don't remember you. I'm sorry.''\n*Her eyes kept coming back to the staff, it was identical to her old master's staff. She had to ask*\n''Please tell me where did you find this staff. Seriously, it feels very familiar.''\n*Too much even*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot gave her a weird look, she didn't understand why would someone have interest in her staff, so she then answered the question very casually* \"It was from my Master, Ezin Nightwoods\" \n\n*Did she somehow knew her Master? Then it clicked for her, the image of the girl that used to be the assistant of her master, it was exactly like her, just without the goat features, her eyes widened as she looked at her* \"I do know you...\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "''Mast.. Night...''\n*Kyhlia froze, everything came back to her, that night, the curse, the pain, Ezin dying trying to protect her, the ring he gave her. It was all coming back to haunt her again. She was pale, sweating profusely and shaking.*\n''Who are you?'' *She said stuttering*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot slowly stood up from the chair she was sitting, with her eyes fixated on her, she had a worried and shocked look on her face* \"I'm Peridot... And you are Kyhlia, right? I-I thought you were dead...\" \n\n*She could recall the day she first transformer into humanoid, how her collar suddenly began glowing along with his staff and she entered the woods, desperately looking for him, just to find him dead and Kyhlia was nowhere to be seen*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia looked at her, scared and sorry. Standing up, she started panicking, this was too much for her, she wasn't expecting this at all, she wasn't prepared. Ten year and it felt like yesterday. She started stuttering and hyperventilating.*\n''I... He... I'm so sorry, he died because of me, I should've listened to him and stayed, but I was stupid and dumb. I... I..''\n*Kyhlia fainted, crumbling on the ground, falling dangerously close to the fireplace*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She quickly went to get her away from the fireplace, holding her staff with her tail, she didn't want her hurt and not only wanted answers, she now wanted her safe, Peridot didn't have any family, she considered her Master a father and when Kyhlia joined her as his assistant, she considered her a sister, sometimes calling her that way*\n\n*She looked around seeing the hammock and carefully managed to get her on it, she stayed by her side, looking at her with both intrigue and sadness, she wondered how even she got that appearance*\n\n\"What happened to you?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia slowly woke up and stood up, sitting in her hammock and realized she had fainted. She didn't hear Peridot's question*\n''So it wasn't a dream...''\n*She was confused*\n''So, It's really you? Peridot? Last time I checked you weren't... Humanoid''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She shook her head* \"It wasn't a dream...\"\n\n*She sigh* \"Short story, a while after you and... Master left, my colar suddenly began glowing along with his staff... And it turned me humanoid\" \n\n*She gave her a warm smiled* \"I missed you, Sister\" *Peridot sometimes jokingly called her like that when they used to be with Ezin*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia got up and hugged Peridot really hard, crying.*\n''I missed you so much too, Peri. I won't abandon you again, I'm so so so sorry.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot, smiled softly in the hug, hugging her back and caressing her hair with her eyes watery* \n\n\"It's alright... It wasn't your fault... But... What exactly happened that day?\"\n\n*The only thing that she knew was that their Master died, didn't know why and exactly how*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia was a bit relunctant talking about it tonight, she felt really tired and thought that it would be wiser to just relax for now.*\n''Can we talk about it another time, I'm sure you must have been walking for a while. What are the odds of you finding me here, you must be tired.''\n*Kyhlia looked through her stuff for a spare hammock she had somewhere and placed it for Peridot*\n''If I remember correctly, you really liked sleeping in a hammock right? I'm not sure, it's been...'' *She paused* ''10 years...''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot nodded, they had all the time of the world to talk about what happened, when Kyhlia was ready* \"You wouldn't believe how much I walked, I was chased by a cat, a wolf and hawk... All today!\"\n\n*She shook her tail like an iguana would do while annoyed, as she remembered about her day* \n\n\"I used to love that small hammock that you guys gave me, I spend the whole day on that thing\" *Her eyes glimmered as she saw her accommodating the hammock*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia went in her hammock*\n''Let's call it a night, we'll talk more about it tomorrow okay?''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot got into her hammock, still holding her staff, she nodded looking at her* \n\n\"Yeah, we have a lot to talk about\"\n\n*She closed her eyes, getting comfortable in her hammock*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Get back here! You're my next snack!!\"\n\n*Kyhlia was woken up by the sound of Peridot voice, she was... In iguana form? And was apparently chasing a cricket that got inside the place during the night, the cricket was jumping all around the place as it tried to scape her, the staff or Peridot's things were no where to be seen*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia was startled by the voice, it had been so long since she heard it she screamed a little. She was still trying to believe that all of this was real, if it was the shrooms she had eaten yesterday, the effect should have wore off by now, so it was real. She couldn't believe it.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She didn't heard the scream as she was concentrated, the cricket got cornered and she finally caught the cricket, happily eating the insect in the matter of just seconds*\n\n\"Tasty cricket~\" *She sight in happiness and then turned to Kyhlia noticing that she woke her up* \"I woke you up? Sorry, there was a yummy cricket here, but not anymore!\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia softly laughed and let out a happy sigh*\n''I'm glad you are back, I missed you so much you know?''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"You really missed me that much?\" *The iguana tilted her head to the side as she looked at her and smiled* \"I also missed you, it felt weird not having you or Master around all this time\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "''Well, I always had a thing for exotic stuff or something out of the ordinary and you do fit those categories.''\n*She stood up and started a fire to make a stew or something out of the various ingredients she gathered the last day in her garden.*\n''Do you want some berries?'' *She asked with a smile*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She began wagging her tail in happiness like a dog \"Yeah! Berries are good!\"\n*She moved next to the fire seeking for it's warmth* \"It's nice here~\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia went towards the door to go outside to grab some berries*\n''Stay there and watch the fire while I go and collect some berries, I'll be right back''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot's collar began glowing and in just a few seconds, she turned into her humanoid form with the staff appearing on her hand* \n\"Got it! I'll watch the fire\" \n*She sat in a chair near the fire, watching it just as she told her*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia went outside and picked some berries, blueberries, raspberries and other small berries for Peridot. She then came back outside, this took about 10 minutes* \n''Sorry, I'm back!''\n*She sat next to Peridot and gave her the berries while she finished to cook the stew and the coffee that was brewing on the side.*\n''You want some?'' *She was talking about the coffee*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot watched the fire while she was out, moving the logs from time to time, she smiled at her as she came back and thanked her for the berries, eating them happily*\n\"Sure, I'll try some\" *She wasn't really a big fan of coffee but it couldn't hurt to try it*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia smiled and pulled out 2 cups from a nearby table and poured some coffee in it, it smelled like hazelnut.*\n''It's a recipe Master showed to me, you add hazelnut to the mix when you ground the coffee beans, it gives an absolutely succulent taste to the coffee''\n*She softly blowed in the two cups. A sort of cold mist seemed to come out of her mouth.*\n''There, it should be cold enough for you to not burn your tongue.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well if Master taught you how to do it I'm sure it can't be bad\" \n*She observed in awe as she cooled down the coffe mugs with the mist*\n\"Wow... You sure changed a lot in the time I didn't see you\"\n\n*For safety reasons, she wasn't really there the times that Kyhlia was trained by their Master so it still surprised her every time she saw her use the minimum amount of magic*\n\n*She smiled at her and took the cup of coffe sniffing it, the sweet smell surprised and she took a small sip*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia took a sip too and and started to tap her foot on the ground*\n''What brought you around here, in the wilds of the Salvain Empire of all places?''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She took another sip out of her cup before responding* \"About 9 years ago, I began traveling through a lot of places without a real reason, I was trying to reach the next city but... Did I tell you how many animals chased me?!\"\n\n*She moved her tail in an annoyed way, she was still bothered about what happened yesterday*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*She took another sip and chuckled a little*\n''I don't know, 5?''\n*She smiled, she found it so cute when Peridot was wagged her tail around.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Less, 3... But still! In the same day?! That's a lot! A freakin hawk flew after me!!\"\n\n*She still moves her tail in the same way as she took another sip from her coffee to calm down*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia was still smiling sipping on her coffee.*\n''At least you are alive right now, that's what's important''\n*She was tapping her foot quite fast right now*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Yeah And I found you...\"\n*Peridot noticed how she was tapping her foot pretty fast, it concerned her a bit, was she impatient about something?*\n \"Is everything alright?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "''Yes, it's just that, I recently wanted to go back to the tower to find the creature who killed him and cursed me... I want it dead, so dead.''\n*She was blankly looking at the fire*\n''And with you coming back into my life, I want to go back even more than before.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She frowned and her tail stopped moving* \"Are you sure that's a good idea? I don't even know what was the thing you fought that day...\" \n\n*She looked down at the ground* \"And if Master couldn't beat it... How are we sure that we can do it?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot finished her coffe in one sip and stood up from her chair* \"Then it's time to go back 'home' and find out what Master knew\" \n*She then looked at her directly in the eyes* \"But you'll have to tell me exactly what you fought that day, so I know what we're fighting so I can be ready\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia stared blankly at the fire, all the hope she had a few moments ago completely vanished.*\n''Li-llisten, as you probably s-saw, I am not the same that I used to be, I've been cursed...''\n*She chugged her coffee real fast and eated the little portion of stew she had made herself.*\n''I don't want to bring it up, I don't want to remember that thing again...''\n*She started shaking a little*\n''I-It was terrifying, like a nightmare. Well I still have nightmares of that night.''" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Cursed? I guess that explains the horns and the rest of you that changed...\" *Seeing how terrified the girl was she realized that she shouldn't push her so much for details, even though 10 years had passed from that day, she still was traumatized by that experience, she got closer to her and gently hugged her from the side, caressing her hair*\n\n\"It's alright, I want to know what happened but... I shouldn't force you to tell me something that scares you... Family doesn't do that... But look at the bright side! It's gonna be a fun little adventure for me to find out~\"\n\n*Peridot tried to cheer her up, she wanted to see the bright side of everything even if it was such a dark situation*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia was cold to the touch, her hair felt like silk. She hadn't had any physical contact with anyone in a long time, it really made her feel good. It calmed her enough that she decided to spill the beans, she felt safe.*\n\"It was a Satyr, you know those goat like human or human like goats, but it was nightmarish. Master had told me to not follow him and not come, whatever happened...\"\n*She paused for a few seconds*\n\"But you know me, I was curious. So I didn't listen and followed anyway...\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot didn't expect her to be calmed enough for her to finally tell her what happened, she was just confused, a creature like a Satyr was something she only ever read about and had never heard the her Master mention about them*\n\n\"A Sytir?... Huh... I've heard few thing about those creatures other than their looks and how agile they are... But I'm sure we could both handle it ourselves\"\n\n*She stayed closed to her, Peridot was warm, probably because of being so close to the fire, she stayed gently caressing her hair, staying close to her friend*\n\n\"Kyhlia... You didn't knew what was going on... You didn't want to do any harm, you just wanted answers... I would've probably done the same if I had my humanoid form before you guys left...\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia sighed, she stopped shaking*\n\"It still feels like he died because of me, trying to protect me. I didn't deserved to be saved.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Sshhh... It's alright... I'm sure it wasn't your fault...\"\n*She shook her head, she knew that she wouldn't had followed him if she had the intention of hurting him, or at lest she wanted to believe that*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "\"You are right... Its alright.\"\n*She was holding up a part of the story, she would probably reveal later, now was enough.* \n\"I'll start packing my essential stuff and get going, I'll leave some not really valuable stuff in here, that way someone else could squat here while I'm away, I'll leave a note too.\"" }, { "author": "greekgod7274", "message": "Marius gallops behind her and keeps his eyes peeled. He really has nothing to say to such a boring woman, and since he isn't leading the duo's travel, he really has nothing to say about where they're going. He is merely a follower, and so following is what he is doing with Artesmisia right now." }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia kept her breaths deep, her eyes narrowing at the shades that potentially held danger. Soon, the voices of two could be heard off in the distance and the smell of a lit fire nearby. Bandits? She soon stopped her mane, turning her head to Marius with a finger placed upon her lips, signaling for him to quiet himself, before dismounting her horse. Artemisia led the horse by the bridle, her hand resting on the hilt of her Greatsword which hissed at its unsheathing, before its shiny blade reflected the light illuminating from the sun. She cautiously led herself through the forest, Greatsword in both of her hands as she had the bridle wrapped around her armored wrist. The hot sun combated with the shadowed environment, which wasn't her preferred place of combat. Shadows hide many things and some of them aren't just monsters. Soon, she wrapped the horses bridle on a nearby tree, before moving forth once again as the voices slowly got louder in which spurred her on to ready her weapon for combat.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She pat her head and slowly let go of her* \"I'll wait outside for you, you can take your time in packing up your stuff, we have all the time in the world\"\n\n*She went outside the cabin and sat in front of the door, waiting for her friend to be ready to go, she wagged her iguana like tail as she hum a small song that she didn't quite remember where she learned as she looked up at the sky, not really aware of her surroundings her wooden staff resting on her legs and her fencing sword was on its sheet*" }, { "author": "greekgod7274", "message": "Marius also dismounts from his horse, carefully leading it behind Artemisia. His free hand holds his sword hilt and he listens to the voices. Ready to draw his sword at a moments notice. He watches Artemisia and looks to see what her reaction to what she sees is, as he cannot see the cabin himself. He swallows nervously and waits for a sign that it is safe, or the sign that it is dangerous. His hands growing sweaty as they hold the bridle and the sword hilt." }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia went about the house, grabbing her various important belongings like her clothes, her coins, her various potions and balms, some vegetables she hoped would stay fresh, she could always freeze them any way. She put them all in her travel bag, well arranged to optimize the space. She went put on her armor and sword, and at last went for the master's ring that she hid in a cupboard. She picked the glowing ring... Wait why is it glowing? It wasn't glowing last time she checked on it, she shrugged it off and wrote a note* \n***Feel free to take the place, don't destroy it, I should come back someday.***\n*She wrote on the other side*\n***GONE ON A QUEST***\n*She put out the fire and went outside and nailed the note on the door*\n\"We should be ready to go right after I go pick some stuff in the garden, do you want to help me? There's some berries~\"" }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia soon saw the shack and the voices continued. It was roughly two people, though their could be more waiting about. Her hand clenched the snaked hilt, eyes narrowed as the large sword was menacing to appear though her plated armor added onto that. A few moments passed, before she confronted them, keeping her sword held high as she began to ask questions,* \"Keep your hands off anything sharp if you wish to keep your heads.\" *She yelled, her eye glancing to Marius who was hiding in the brush of the forest. Artemisia didn't wish for him to get involved yet until the two attempted to solve this conflict with a fight to the death. Then he would be useful with a counter-attack, hopefully a sneaky one.* \"Now... Let's settle this confliction.\" *Her eye looked around, noting the lack of a campsite they had constructed besides the shack. Maybe they held a few more bandits inside?*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot got startled as she heard the voice of someone else yelling, her collar glowed for a moment and she shifted smaller, into her iguana form, she quickly hid behind Kyhlia's foot trying to understand what was going on*\n\n\"We not dangerous!! Put your sword down!!\"\n\n*The small iguana yelled back as woman appeared with her longsword, was she going to rob them? She certainly did not want that to happened them and she didn't want Kyhlia's things or her things to be stolen, she would fight if she left her no other option*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia didn't even flinch, wasn't even surprised, she just looked at the woman in heavy armor with a jaded look, lazily raising her arms in the air.*\n\"The only dangerous thing here is you miss. Please calm down, chill. I was just leaving my house with my little sis to get on a journey with her... We don't want any trouble.\"" }, { "author": "greekgod7274", "message": "Marius sighed and ran out, putting himself in between Artemisia and the two from the cabin. \"Artemisia! Calm down! They haven't done anything threatening, just lower your blade.\" His own blade was still on his belt. \"I'm not attacking a family of innocents who are merely leaving their home. Don't tell me you're going to attack them for crossing your path.\"" }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia kept a rather stoic look on her face, watching as one changed forms into a small iguana. A Shapeshifter? Then the concern was placed upon the other who hadn't flinched at her arrival.* \"Explain your littler sister then. Is she a Shifter?\" *Her attention was torn from the two to Marius who stood in between them, spouting dramatic exposition. Nobody is innocent in Drase. Not nowadays when bandits and other kinds of folk threaten their safety. She kept her sword raised, unwilling to drop it at the demands of the Beansprout who was nothing but a city boy.* \"I'm not putting anything down until I see their weapons dropped on the floor... And until the Shifter forms into her true shape.\" *Artemisia spoke calmly, her greatsword remaining incredibly still and stable as Marius continued to convince her of their innocence.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I can talk for myself! And I could be classified as an Oriate...\" \n\n*She came out from behind Kyhlia's foot standing in front of her, even tho she was about a meter long from head to the tip of her tail she was only about 10 centimeters tall* \n\n\"This is my true form! I was born an iguana!\" *She was getting annoyed at this woman who kept assuming things without really knowing anything about them, at lest his companion seemed to have some sense, she sighed thinking that maybe this woman was referring to he humanoid form, her collar glowed again as she shifted back into her human form, unsheathing her sword and leaving it on the ground in an attempt to calm down the woman, but she still was holding her staff*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia dropped the sword on her side on the ground, but kept her wooden staff strapped on her back.*\n\"As farfetch as it may sounds, she is born an Iguana, I was taking care of her when I was a mage apprentice. My master gave her the power to convert into a humanoid form, how? I actually don't know.\" *She shrugged* \"But she always felt like my little sister to me.\"\n*Kyhlia wasn't sure if this was enough to convince the woman infront of her that they weren't bandits or any monster.*\n\"Listen, you seems strong and we may need your help with something, actually...\"" }, { "author": "greekgod7274", "message": "Marius stands in between them and looks at Artemisia. \"Come on, they're harmless, plus we can help them, isn't that the Templar's purpose?\" Marius says pleadingly, he really doesn't want to have to fight Artemisia but isn't going to let this innocent people be harmed. \"Don't be evil Art.\" He says, using an affection nickname in hopes of calming her down, not realizing it'll probably do the opposite." }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia watched as their blades fell to the forest floor, her ears swooning over the revelation of an iguana-based human.* \"I... See. I shall unready myself then.\" *She said as her hand lifted the Greatsword upwards and into the sheath that was strapped to her back. Soon, her attention turned to Marius who continued his pleas,* \"I didn't mean any harm. All I did was utilize an efficient way to demand answers and receive answers.\" *Artemisia grimaced, noting his comfort he had confided in her with the nickname,* \"I don't go by nicknames, Bean. Now...\" *Her eyes returned to the two women.* \"What do you need of me? Note that I am only good in combat and that politics go way above my head. Same with other subjects in that matter.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well that's a rude way to ask for answers... I'm Peridot by the way and she's Kyhlia\" *Peridot sighed in relief that at lest she wasn't threatening them anymore as looked at her sword hesitating to pick it up but finally did pick it up, putting it right back in its sheet*\n\n\"We need help in... Slaying a best... We know it's a powerful one, my sister thinks that we're ready to do it but I don't think so, we could use all the help we can get and it's better if you are good fighters and/or have any kind of magic...\"\n\n*She look down at the ground as she talked, she still didn't think it was a good idea to confront that thing, she thought that it was to get as far away as it was possible from it*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia picked up her sword and put it back in her sheath and waved to the woman in heavy armor when Peridot presented her*\n''We basically need help slaying a beast that killed our master and cursed me 10 years ago, it was a Satyr of some sorts''\n*She was holding her chin looking around like if she was trying to remember something*\n''And I wanted to start by going back to the place it happened... In the mountainside of Silnaria''\n*She looked at the heavily armored woman and the man between*\n''You can come if you want, any help or company would be appreciated. And I can make sure there's a reward at the end, if you are that kind of person...''\n\n*Marius suddenly started to disintegrate and leaned on Artemesia armor.*\n''I don't feel so good ms.Art.''" }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia narrowed her eyes at the two as they soon grabbed their swords, placing them back to where they belong; the sheath. She turned to see the sun, noting that dusk was approaching, before turning back to the two,* \"It's better we stay here for now. Best not to go out into the wilderness. Many hide in the depths there... Lurking.\" *Artemisia held a posh accent as she spoke, however her stoic expression held little information except for her seriousness in these sort of matters. A light sigh soon departed from her lips, her bulky armor becoming an issue as exhaustion began to set in.* \"Also... It's best I get some rest. Been riding for quite a while. We'll get into monster-hunting at the presence of dawn.\" *She hadn't cared if they denied her of settling for the night, only caring of her own interests and her interests need to be maintained.* \"I'm Artemisia. And I prefer my full name... Not much for nicknames.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot looked up at the sky and she noticed how the sun was going down, she didn't want to spend the night in the middle of the forest, traveling, she had spend too many nights that way and it was hard to stay safe, from all the creatures that they could encounter*\n\n\"Yeah it would be much better to stay here for the night and start traveling in the morning, who knows what we could encounter if we travel to fight a beast at night\"\n\n*She went back to the door of the small cabin looking at the sign that Kyhlia* \"I guess that sign has to wait to be useful... Anyway, it's nice to meet you Artemisia!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia went inside, inviting Artemisia to come in, she started the fire again and placed a kettle to make some stew*\n''So what are you doing round these parts anyway Artemisia?''" }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia watched as the two had gone inside, before turning her eyes to the brush where her horse had been hidden. She whistled for the mane to come, which was followed by his hooves stomping onto the ground, before presenting its snowy white hair. The mane neighed at Artemisia's presence, stomping another hoof in impatience. Before long, another horse which held brown hue on its hair appeared.* \"I got two horses. One for me and one for you two.\" *She said, before wrapping the bridle of the two horses around a nearby tree stump, before heading inside the cabin, nodding her head in acknowledgement.* \"I'm here to get my blade dirty and I plan on doing so.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot eyes glimmered as she looked at the horses and her tail began wagging, she liked to look at horses*\n\n\"Those are yours?! They're so cute!\" *She smiled at them and them decided to finally go inside with Kyhlia and Artemisia, as she got inside, she placed her sword and staff in a chair near the entrance* \n\n\"So you're out here for adventure fighting creatures then? Adventures are always fun! I can see why you like it\" *She acted cheerful as always*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia looked at the horses with a little smile*\n\"Thanks, it will definitely make the travel go much easier.\"\n*Kyhlia was preparing the stew when Artemisia answered her question, she quietly let out a nervous laugh*\n\"Well that's good, because that Satyr will definitely gonna have to die...\"\n*She was shaking as she said this, spilling a little bit of the stew on the floor.*\n\"You must be hungry, here have some stew, its made with the various vegetables I have in the garden outside.\"\n*She had made three bowl of stew and placed them on the dining table with 4 chairs. She sat down on a chair and started sipping it with a spoon*\n\"So you are a mercenary, right?\"" }, { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia felt odd being in the presence of such a cheery individual, however, shrugged it off.* \"I'm no adventurer... Just doing what I'm ordered to do.\" *She quietly scoffed at her own statement. Her orders were broad and she didn't even know where to begin besides the minor nations. Though, it'd be quite difficult to begin her hunt for monsters after her 'squad' were massacred only a few days out in the wilderness. Artemisia turned to Kyhlia, noting her unusual name, however, didn't dwell.* \"This Satyr will die in due time. If not, then our eulogy would be heroic.\" *She noted her uneasiness and her body convulsions. Nothing should be frightened over a creature, though it appeared to be different for others.* \"I'm fin-\" *Artemisia was cut off by the placement of a third bowl, unwilling to let food go to waste. She picked up a wooden spoon, before taking several sips of the hot stew, occasionally looking up with her eyes to see their expressions. Soon, she sat upright, leaving the spoon inside the bowl as she was asked an inquiry,* \"Not a mercenary. If I was, I would've killed you beforehand then took your coin.\" *She said nonchalantly, before adding on;* \"No... No. Fortunately, I'm a Templar... A glorified soldier that holds a more... Noble title? Don't actually know.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Thanks for the food Kyhlia!\" *Peridot gladly ate the stew, being careful not to get burned, eating at a rather slow paced since she liked to enjoy her food and not just eat it all at once*\n\n\"I'm glad that you can help up with this, I would hate it if we struggled alone in our fight against that... Thing...\" *She still wasn't sure about this, but she knew that it would be better for everyone if that Satyr was dead, that way it wouldn't be able to curse anyone else like it happened to Kyhlia or kill any more mages that tried to fight it back*\n\n\"So you're like a kind of knight? I think it fits more with your description since they are also soldiers with a noble titles\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia was silent for most of the time she ate, she was deep in thought,thinking about how to track it down. Passively listening to everything that was being said*\n\"A Templar, huh? Your help would be very appreciated.\"\n*Kyhlia finished her stew and got up, getting her pipe and some herbs from a cupboard nearby, she drew some matches and prepared to light a match but asked out of politeness to the girls before.*\n\"You don't mind if I smoke right?\"" } ]

[ { "author": ".gamertime", "message": "*Artemisia shrugged,* \"I'm bound to defeating grotesque creatures, though don't blame me if we were to lose someone here. Or use them as bait.\" *She said, ignoring if they were offended or simply frightened by her statement. It all depended on the variables such as the height, weight, and multiple other factors. A light sigh departed from her lips as she finished up her stew, pushing the wooden bowl away from her as she continued to listen, speaking in between their statements and inquiries.* \"I am a type of knight, yes. Though... More trained in general combat and on foot than the usual 'train on horse' method that common knights learn.\" *Her brow cocked upwards as Kyhlia asked for permission to smoke, which Artemisia answered with a shrug,* \"Do whatever. Just don't do anything I don't tell you once we enter combat tomorrow.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot finished her meal and continued listening to what Artemisia were saying, she wasn't paying much attention to them while she was eating but now she had her full attention on them* \n\n\"I don't think it should be necessary to use anyone as bait... I mean, that thing attached our Master, but why would it want to attack us?\"\n\n*She had no clue about the reasons of why the Satyr attacked their Master and Kyhlia 10 years ago, maybe Kyhlia knew why that happened? But she didn't want to get her scared again so she wouldn't ask for now; she didn't mind Kyhlia smoking either, she just shrugged it off, she didn't like the smell but she could tolerate it just not to be rude with people*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia smoked a little,not much. She coughed for a bit, but it wasn't that bad.*\n\"I don't know why it attacked us 10 years ago... But I think it has something to do with the magical items master had. It took his amulet and he wasn't able to get the ring from me when I ran away.\"\n*She was calm now, she didn't seem to have problem talking about that night anymore*\n\"Our best bet would be to search for clues in our Master's tower first\"" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well of it took Master's amulet it could be after our magical items... Maybe the Satyr already was tracing down Master before he fought it, but he left it too hurt to go after the staff or...\" *Peridot looked at Kyhlia* \"Did you say that he gave you a ring?\" \n\n*She couldn't remember much about a ring, but if what Artemisia was saying was true that thing would still be after them and their items, Peridot got up from the table and grabbed her staff hugging it closer to her* \n\n\"I won't let that... That monster! I won't let him take my staff!!!\" *She was shaking her tail in a nervous way as she holder her staff as close as possible to her, it was all she had to remember about her Master after all and it was her most precious possession*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Kyhlia looked at Peridot with a confused look*\n''You mean this ring?''\n*She got the ring out of a bag on her waist. It was glowing a faint green.*\n''It's been acting up lately I do not know why? You came back and it did that.''\n*Sofia tossed the ring on the table, bored, her hands supporting her face on the table.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Her staff began also glowing a faint green color after she got the ring out* \"Huh? It usually doesn't do that...\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "Well make a full post\n\nHe probably sleeping" } ]

[ { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Discolored faded characters stood upon a scrap of paper barely held together by split pieces; nested against a lone stalagmite. Standing upon its' limp worn body nearly slumping down against the cool mossy surface yet the paper never fell over nearly frozen in place; the characters seemed to be glyphs a written hymn or poem creases in the middle of its' body suggested that it had been carried along with someone nearly every where they went. Beyond the paper slight did a subtle patter lazily fall till its' body splattered into the an undisturbed glimmering pool of water its' surface shone against the stars that peered through a jagged crack zigzagging further across the cool sleek celling. In the midst of the inner caverns lake shone a dull off sunlight pooling itself out of a gaping hole filled with an orangish substance against a sickly pale youths' back.\n\nDragging across the water did a white log of hair trail from a seemingly young boy clad in aged clothing it seemed to be from a forgotten era, a place no one quite remembered. A partial skirt bore torn fragments yellowed from time itself against its' white did blue patterns swirl against its' surface skirting against the waters' surface where its' wearer stood knee deep within the pools surface. Barely bordering indecency his 'shirt' was only a fragment of a robe a piece torn off from the whole, tied at an angle covering only his left shoulder an odd symbol etched into its' back only slightly hidden by the boys' thick ponytail it seemed to be two quarters of a circle representing some sort of pair of wings perhaps a symbol one may recognize from scripts of myth. \n\nPouring across the hallowed cavern a dull wood wind sound amplified by a natural echo crept from beyond where the the lone youth stood. Melancholic notes sang across the symphony of the night, his tune seemed to be a wail from a haunting spirit nearly as though it weren't there within the twilights' singing crickets." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru was just walking around wearing his jet black mask with blue, shining marking on it. All four of his tails where out swinging from side to side. Kibaru had no goal in exploring this place, he was just exploring it for no reason.*\n\n\"I do wonder what today will hold for me?\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Lingering notes that crept from the slight notches patterned throughout a wooden fiifes surface, swathed against the cool cavern walls till their sound carried off through the distant fields above seeming to dance their harmony toward any whom roamed the fields near. Luring unsuspecting travelers upon where the boy whom produced their notes through his sluggish amber coated fingers', one could practically see through the fossils' fingers seeing the bones that worked through the enchanted substance. For what was meant to be solid seemed flexible upon the way his fingers carefully danced upon the fiifes' keys. \n\n\nIsolated far from the caverns' pool he stood within entranced within the tune he attempted to replicate through his aged wooden instrument. Unbeknownst to any travelers that may wander into the single opening where the paper carrying faded indiscernible words upon its' face. Carrying himself far from what surrounded him the boy from a forgotten age felt the notes carry him far from where he stood, its' melody one someone had taught him long ago he could hear the faint rustle of the tulip beds playfully swaying against a careful breeze; as the careful little babbling brook he stood within pushed itself around his bare toes. Standing within a place he used to know, a place where he used to spend countless hours romping through the fields from the moments once he was sent to strengthen his body to tending toward the white tulips which stuck throughout the meadow. Yet it was only a memory of a place that seemed faded lost from the boys' grasp; no mere instrument could truly whisk the fossil back toward the fields he yearned to romp through. Still he was alone within the cavern filled with light from the stars above." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's ears had pearked up when he head music nad he decide to approce it* \"Ahh, another musician...\" *He said as he got closer and closer to where he was visible, but he did not speak hopping not to interupt the music and him being noticed instead*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Through a peak into the caverns' door one would see a young boy whom only stood four feet seven inches tall, a trailing ponytail of pure white trailed across a lake that swam against his knees. Pallid an orange light carried around the little frame pooling itself against the shadows' as though warding any of his troubles through its' unwavering light. A fatal wound could be seen through the boys' fragment of a robe, for one could see his spine and ribcage beneath the glossy amber like surface, a strong scent of what seemed to be tree sap permeated throughout the caverns' walls. Cutting its' intrusive scent against any and all whom crept into the boys' own little world.\n\nPresenting his back toward the stranger the youthful seeming human boy continued to attempt and recount the nostalgic tune, attempting through sheer memory from what had been written upon that single piece of paper propped against the lone stalagmite. It wasn't written as a sheet of music, but a set of words nearly as though a hymn or a poem meant to be sung not played, yet the boy wished to attempt and use what he was somewhat confident in playing the wooden instrument cradled betwixt forearms that shone within fossilized amber. Though this particular boy was still naught but a learner through the melancholy tune a sharp foul 'tweet' played rung from the instruments hollow body\n\nDefeat announced throughout the caverns walls, as the boy lowered his instrument throwing his shoulders up the boy allowed an exaggerated breath to bellow from his amber filled chest. \"Tis naught how she would have sung that melody... A-another foul note I cannot even seem to keep the melody right.\"\n\nHe griped to himself irritated with his own failures the boy allowed his body to plummet falling down into the ponds surface below, water rippled and splashed from his heft stone like body laying within the waters surface, his right hand still kept around the thin wooden instrument something was engraved upon its' surface. He hadn't opened his eyes' to see that there was indeed someone near, silently approaching where he lay." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru decided to speak up considering the boy now stoped his music* \"Hello there stranger\" *Kibaru dared not call him child as he knew that look can be deceiving at times* \"What seems to be troubling you?\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Swathing white locks floated upon the waters surface allowing his small frame to sink right into its' nearly undisturbed surface, allowing the simplicity of the sensation to caress against his bare feet. A spry boy within his day the lad allowed his toes to playfully wiggle within the waters surface silently reciting her song about tulips; before he lay here the boy could recall having a little garden of the white flower's during the last few days he had spent with her they started the garden together. She had taught the boy a hymn that promised to prosper and flourish life even cure those whom were gravely ill and wished for her boy to know that no matter what if he planted these little flowers she would be with him even if he was far away from her. Fithora could just about see her bursting into tears whilst he helped her plant the little dainty plants; at the time he didn't understand and would never quite know why she and his father began to treat him with such delicacy. It was almost as if they knew their young boy would be torn from their arms soon enough, he had grown thinner and began to have difficulty eating.\n\nMemories distant from the shore where he lay they were things he wished to hold onto, still searching for those white tulips he hoped reciting the melody would bring her here within this little cave. However it wasn't so a voice instead broke through not one he expected, one that spiked his heart into a pained beat... That is if the undead boy even had a heart any longer. Ripping his body from the lakes surface the young boys' eyebrows shot up as his eyes' attempting to look upon the male standing before him a creature with sharp animal ears poking from his head and a bushy tail a wolf? Why had his stranger crept upon where he had been playing his tune?\n\nEnduring\n\nRecent tradgedies the boy this stranger asked if he was 'okay', had blank lifeless eyes' there wasn't a hint of color within them except a dull glowing grey. His question seemed rather half baked considering whom he spoke to looked like an undead corpse brought back to life through foul magics. His mouth struggled to open forming a few words upon his tongue, the boys' voice seemed faint an undead whisper pushing through spectral lungs ones that clearly didn't seem to exsist if the wolfen creature peered into his amber coated chest wound that poked just out from the shabby torn ancient robe. \"W-w-why doth the wolf come prowling to mine p-place of... Peace? T-tis not a creature whom I expected... The hunter of sheeps.\" Assuming what the creature was for the boy had little idea, his only connection was some sort of blue wolf? Still holding upon his fife the boy neglected to speak what exactly troubled him his eyes' peering into the wooden instruments surface, his blank eyes' seemed to stare further beyond the instrument \"...J-just pressing through a melody from mine instrument... N-naught else\" It didn't seem like 'naught' else was bothering the boy as a slight trickle of orange crept from his lifeless grey eyes'." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru's voice was a bit muffled when he spoke due to the mask he whore that shone only blue when he wore it* \"Ohh, me? I'm not a hunter of sheep, I hunt much larger creatures than sheep, creature that would cause harm to others. I am Okami, I am but a friend to those that would not bare ill will to others. But who might you be?\"\n\n*Kibaru spoke in a smooth voice, and he was used a bit more formal words than what he usually would. Kibaru's tails would than start to glow a slight blue colour as they started to wag*" } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru had noticed the boy glaring at his tails, because people usually did find his tails alluring and Kibaru knew this.* \"Want to feel them? They are quite nice considering I do groom them quite often\" *Kibaru would ask the boy with a cheerful voice as Kibaru also enjoyed his tails being played with and petted by children and Kibaru did not mind if they we're human, Oni or even undead, a child was still a child*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Complimentary colors began to swirl betwixt two musicians blending amongst one anothers' light its' hue began to shift within the very air that Fithora began to close into. Blooming a color as green as a healthy forest, fragments of brown swirled amongst the two reflections within a tranquil pool of water. One needn't look behind them to watch a hesitant glistening hand cup about one of the outermost tails, carefully running his hand across its' length instead of his face blooming with utter joy from the simplicity of the 'wolfs' fur it began to wilt away into that of disappointment. Where once he had been eager to feel the splendor of the males full bushy tails now lay a distant look one that longed for something.\n\n\"They doth brush against mine hands... But I feel naught the fluffiness of you're tails'. I doth miss feeling such fluff... Once I used to tackle fluffy sheep to feel their silk perhaps that would be a way to enjoy that feeling.\" Fingers that no longer bore flesh, only bone coated within the enchanted coat of tree residue began to dance along with their faint mixing colors finding a smidge of merriment within how their colors reacted, pushing away his momentary harrowing realization his fingers barely felt anything for they did not have flesh all the way up to his elbows as though someone had cut that particular part of his body right off only reconnected with amber stone. \n\nInstinctually an old playful idea\n\nCrept into the boys' mind this wolf didn't seem to be like the necromancer not a hostile man, in fact he invited him with merriment within his voice to play with his tails. Neglectful of what consequences may ensue the boy tucked his fife snug against the rough tired cloth that he wore against his waist, kneeling upon all fours the boy pounced into the brush of fluffy tails attempting to hug them into a bundle snagging them as though a bundle of flowers. Though the youth could be a little too rough with the manner he played around Kibaru may end up regretting inviting the lad to touch his tails.\n\nWrapped within the boys grip the boy rested his cheek against one of his captured tails, he could feel a tinge of sensation through his pallid skin, it brought a little smile upon his lips enjoying some sort of sensation within his deceased body \"Oh hoh! Now these tails art mine... For they are locked within mine grip and there is naught a scroungy wolf can do!\" The youth became playful teasing the wolf with a little childish challenge calling him names, but if Kirabu looked behind him he'd see the boys' arms locked upon his tail sitting behind him with his head rested against their fur. Content with feeling something that he thought he'd never enjoy once more." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru did not mind him being rough, for it was little compare to the pains of battle.* \"Oh, you got me, huh? Are you sure it's not the other way around?\" *Kibaru would say this playfully as the other tails start to swarm and surround the boys body, Kibaru would clearly give of a aura of playfulness as well as happiness. Kibaru had noticed the boy had no skin and saw he couldn't feel anything, so he started coating his tail in some mana to see how he would react. Hopefully the magical force controlling his limbs could feel the magic, Kibaru had thought*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Arms of a boy whom had most of his skin still intact only where the lad had been dealt the final blow had been encased in an amber coating preventing his gaping fatal chest would and his missing forearms to still hold upon his otherwise preserved pallid flesh. Caught in-between the dance of life and death the boy this man had just met shouldn't exist with him here within the cavern that only stayed alight within their respective glows, a place where the boy had chosen as a place for him to find 'peace' as he had expressed it earlier toward the man he claimed as wolf. \n\nDulled once living cells barely felt the tails light fur dance across his pallid cheek lacking much feeling within his once living skin. Tightening his arms upon the wolfs tail as he pronounced a question filled with intentions to continue his play \"Why tis plain I doth hold your reins... Naught you try shall break my grip you shant allow you're ego to flatten thine skull! N-nay I do not wish to let go...\"\n\nComforted by another actually enjoying his company instead of running off screaming the boy was persistant upon holding on enjoying every moment of comfort he could from the wolf. \"T-t-tis the first who doth not scream... Fore I thought it twas play much like..\" \n\nThe boys' eyes widened with surprise seeing the tails begin to swarm him deft sparks of magic danced against his amber coated arms giving a faint tickle upon his fossilized limbs a little \"Yip!\" Errupted from the boys' throat surprised by the sheer amount of tails that began to swarm him it turned out he was the one allowing his ego to get the better of him, feeling a touch of dread a few sparks began to trail across his body nothing that would harm Kibaru but an instinctive reaction to surprise or what could be seen as fear. Jumping up with surprise water rocketed about the youth whoes body was now swarmed with tails he cried out \"Many and many more! Like... Rats' coming from the dark I shant be t-t-thwarted!\" Still even if he sounded a tad frightened the boy continued to play along attempting to free himself from the tails." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would remove his mask as the boy was busy, he put the mask onto of his head covering his right ear. When he removed the mask, a huge smile could be seen on his face with fangs slightly sticking out. His mask was still jet black and the markings still glowing.* \"Rats? How dare you, these are way more fierce than rats!\" *Kibaru would say this in a joking manor as he continued to use his tails to play with the boy* \"And why would I scream and run from a mere boy, I face and slay dragons as large as mountains, there is very little that scare me\"" } ]

[ { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Longing for any sort of living presence after awakening into an existence he never asked for, those whom saw the window into where the youths' heart should be often looked only surface deep. Horrified of the disfiguration that the boy had endured at the hands of the one whom finished off a boy garbed wearing dated rough robes adorned with symbolism from his people, they reacted only in fear warding off something they didn't dare understand with only violent scrutiny. Striking the boy deep into his absent heart making him feel just like a monster a horrifying creature; it hurt him so that the youth took great lengths to avoid any and all mirrors.\n\nSwirling an elegant sway of blue and orange began to hold hand and hand swirling throughout the cavern whilst the shaken lad whose trust within others' began to wane; once a boy whom would carelessly enjoy the company of any stranger whom he may encounter with the exception of those that the boy discriminated against. Tucking his body inward the lad felt the gentle tails begin to swarm him a nervous little chortle erupted from the boys' spectral lungs finding a smidge of joy he had long since thought lost. \"Truly? You doth believe you're tails be... Akin toward that of a might hydras' neck? B-b-but that doth may be that you're tails are truly weaky like a rotting old plank.\" The boy continued to jeer enjoying their play, he could be quite loud, but his voice was starting to wane, as the wolves' tails gathered around his body. \"...C-clever a wolf may think they are, b-b-but upon times before w-wait like heroes of eld...\"\n\nSpontaneous a loud little \"Hah ha!!\" Erupted throughout the cavern as the boys' arms suddenly broke against the sleek tails that had swarmed him into a little prison. Using strength not even he knew he had young Fithora may have gone above and beyond trying to free himself; the water about them began to shift and rock from the amber creatures force. Surely the boy could and may doubt himself, but during times of play it was where the boy shone the most becoming wrapped within the simple joy of being near another whom enjoyed his brand of horseplay. No longer would harrowing thoughts weight the boy down from expressing what joy he felt speaking of stories he had heard from his parents, heroes whom fought a many headed beast... Why this was the same thing wasn't it? A many necked creatures' heads coming to swarm him all he needed to do was gather them in a\n\nBouquet and tear himself free. Yet a phrase that sung from Kibarus' joyful voice asked why he would run from a 'mere' boy slowed the boys movements; the undeads joyful smile waned falling away as his eyes' wandered upon his two outstretched arms... Arms that weren't his at least they didn't look like the ones he remembered from long ago. \n\nPalms gleamed within his dull grey stare, without even realizing it Kibaru had picked upon a dead scab left from all of those whom rejected the boy lost within an unfamiliar world. \"I-I-Is it n-naught clear... Or art you blind...\" Pain crept into the boys' eyes a slight amber like tear began to dribble down from its' socket as though the substance had intruded within every cell of his body. \"F-f-fore those that jabbed me may be right I am n-naught a mere human... That was taken was it not? N-now I... Am unworthy in others' eyes something that mustn't show itself.\" Calling himself an 'it' clear as day the boy struggled with his new appearance allowing others criticisms to burrow a little too deep into his skin; it wasn't his fault he had become the very monster that stood before Kibaru was it?" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well, I'm not one that would reject one just on looks, it's the mind and soul that matters to me. It doesn't matter if you're a dragon baby or a human child, it does not matter whether you're alive or dead, you're still just a child to me.\"\n\n*Kibaru saw that the boy had trouble excepting his new life, for Kibaru it was diffrent, he was always considered an outcast by others because of his tails and ears. Kibaru really wanted to cheer the boy up somehow for Kibaru hated seeing a sad or lonely child and he wanted to do something*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Rippling the waters' reverb settled from the youths energy, seeking to still itself just as the boy ceased his erratic motions bringing where once was energy to a brisk halt nearly as though a candle light blown by a gentle breath. Peering his dull eyes' looked through hands that once bore flesh... That trailed streaking with blood no longer could he move his fingers to reach out in vein for a smidge of hope someone would rescue the lad from his fatal fall. Wishing for his mother to be near where the youth fell to feel her hands reach for his... To be locked within her\n\nAssuring grasp a gentle scent of tulips coming from her body whilst the pleasant scent of wildflowers mixed betwixt the fields of home.\n\nA face stared back into his grey pupils, they were eyes' of sky blue lush blonde hair cascading about skin filled with life gentle clouds drifted past his sullen expression; for what lay beneath the reflection was what truth the boy came to realize was his new body. Lifeless grey eyes' hair once filled with life now a dull wilted white \"T-truly...? B-b-but some hath brought it upon themselves fore their looks may well be something one must worry, a warning much as mine mother taught m-m-me...\" Knowing she warned the boy of orcin kind as people whom once ravaged their villages he didn't quite see Kibarus' wisdom as truth. \"N-naught does it matter who... I may be f-fore I worry that mine own m-mother may see me n-naught more than a r-retched unworthy creature..\" Slight orange began to cascade down the boys' eyes he had come here to seek his beloved parent hoping to bring her near, but seeing his reflection it hit Fithora harder than before seeing just what he had become; never had the youth dealt with being an outcast used to being accepted within the village he had once roamed. \"T-twas why I played mine flute... I-in hopes she would find that I still yet live, but nay only a wolf doth come to mine cries.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Well sometimes you get what you need, not what you want\" *Kibaru would answer him* \"And you're mother would love you no matter what, it's their job to love their children and if they don't, then they are not a mother\"\n\n*Kibaru did not know what else to do other than to answer the boy that. After all, if Kibaru's mother could still love his older brother even though he is a thief. Same with his father, even though he acted asamed, he still worried. It may take some time for the boys mother to get use to it, but she would still love him with open arms*\n\n*Kibaru then let go of the boy and grab some cloth from his bag, it was a long strip of thick white cloth.*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Dripping an orange drop broke the waters surface, shattering away an image of what had been still within a world that seemed brighter still held within her arms. That woman she was the only one he mentioned, not once bringing up the other whom likely rose the boy he missed her and had come here to seek her presence within the notes that harmonized throughout the cave until a boy whoes grace wasn't able to carry itself for long. Fumbling and falling off with a sour note toward the melodies end, believing heh ad gotten her melody wrong... But he knew whom would accept him no matter how horrendous his mistake may have been. No matter if the youth failed upon an important test of strength or even had been caught in a lie, gentle hands would caress his blonde locks whilst a calm feminine voice assured him it wasn't his fault that everything could bloom in the end if he just kept pushing through. She was his mother even if she didn't accept him wasn't she?\n\nClenching an amber fist he lifted his arm pounding his fist into the waters surface crying \"Tis naught what I want!!! It is what I doth need!\" Pitifully announcing he needed her mixing furry with sorrow, whilst his body went limp upon the waters surface. \"S-she always knew what must be... H-how doth a stranger dare claim she's not a mother fore n-not even I would blame her for naught accepting mine appearance... I-I would never dare believe such a farse i-it twould be akin to sliding a dagger in her back to believe such farses' s-she twas mine only mother.\" Kibarus' words had struck the boy into his heart, it was clear he was a bit close to her not once mentioning his father; a fissure had formed from where the boy slammed his rock solid fists." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru had stood up and went to his knees in the water nect to the boy* \"What you need is not your mother, but to continue this second chance you have been given, to make your own path\" \n\n*Kibaru would say this calmly to the boy as he himself held a fist when he looked down at his reflection, as if angry at himself, but he would not punch his reflection instead he would just smile at himself* \"You don't need your mother to know what to do...\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Labored breaths poured out from within a lifeless body that tried to be what it was no longer. Betwixt a once joyful boys' panting breath sung a tune as harrowing as the boys' harmonic woodwind except it was not played with the fife tucked within his tired white belt, it sung from subtle mournful cries that poured from the undead boys' throat. Instead of being mourned over, the dead cried for themselves wishing to grasp what had been stolen from their fingertips. A life that felt brighter than where he remained slumped against the dance of orange rain that fell from his eyes' into the shimmering shallows still surface. A young boy wished for something simple to have his mothers' hand near... To guide her lost child for she knew what was right for him and that's how it was always meant to be.\n\n\"T-t-tis naught asking much... To wish she were here naught once did I ask for this chance t-to be hefted by forces not even I understand...\" Tumbling words fell from the sorrowful ancient boy wishing for her presence and seeing this chance as something forced;\n\nHis trembling fists lay against the crack that had formed from his emotional outburst whilst tendrils of yellow light began to travel across his body. \"N-nay what path doth you speak of...? T-t-tis naught but grey skies p-places I hath never seen... T-tis nowhere I can roam.. M-mayhaps mine path tis to find mind home, b-but what doth I know? S-she would... She would be certain.\" The boy Kibaru found himself near was lost little hope still remained within his soul to wish to carry himself forward; if he knew this lad before he had once been filled with an unending spirit feeling the will to persevere no matter what obstacle imposed upon his path." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Isn't that fun in a way? To know nothing of a new word and to explore it and make new friends and make memories?\" *Kibaru did not want to sit in the water as his tails would get wet, so he remained on one knee and looked at the child* \n\n\"I for one think your mother would be happy knowing her son has goten a second life to live after he was rob of his time at such an early age\" *Kibaru did not know how else to treat the boys heart, the only way he knew is time, that was the only thing that helped him when both his parents died* \"I mean, how old are you even?\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Caressing water damped the boys' dragging cloth whilst his tears began to piddle into a meager drizzle, its' orange color spread their color across its' width. As though someone whom fell from high above began to travel across the worlds wide berth; seeking places neglected by time itself hidden within a world that spanned far beyond ones comfort; causing the young boys' mind to feel the distance between he and his homeland further... Spanning that sea where it once lay a place he had once roamed yearning to return and see his beloved parent; though she was someone important to the boy playing an integral role within his life. Influencing him and perhaps holding his hand a little\n\nToo tight, there was still unfinished business within his homeland passions the boy had been robbed of; his hands still stretched reaching out to grasp these lost dreams of his without them he felt trapped behind a 'mirror' upon the other side of the mirror was where his previous existence lay.\n\nPicking his body from the floor where he had keeled over ready to toss this second chance he had never wished for, young Fithoras' fluorescent eyes' pushed away what dark surrounded the \"N-nay tis wide so many places I hath naught seen... Whilst people doth seem only to wish to rid of me like an illness..\" Scraping his fingers acros the earthen floor the boys' hands clenched within the waters surface \"I-it doth terrify me.. F-f-falling d-down to feel thine end I-I doth did not believe it twere true, but before all turned dark n-narry do I wish to remember such a feeling..\" A dull smile peered across his lips announcing \"Mayhaps it tis true... N-nay would I nor she w-wish m-mine body to feel s-s-s-such..\"\n\nTremoring the boys' head began to duck down, squeezing his skinny malnourished body his body began to tremble whilst his head swept back and forther forming a gesture that meant 'no'.\n\nA wet tear gently cut through his cheek it terrified the young boy whoes life had been whisked away to recall such a moment within his life he could just about feel a foreign presence tear into his chest; its' rocks grated against his flesh whilst his body impaled into its' wide body. Instant black surrounded him there was nothing left, neither could he remember quite what happened before who... Took his life almost as though a boulder in the road.\n\nA quiet whimper pressed through his lips as his lips trembled open \"...E-e-even if they doth treat me as naught one worthy of the living; t-twould be cruel t-to naught finish what I hath promised h-her. N-neither... C-could I ever dare to feel such once more p-perhaps t-there doth be others w-whom seem to be wolfs, yet s-show naught their rabid stupidity.\" Kirabus' question upon his age seemed out of place toward the boy whom hugged himself, why his people measured age not by years but through trial. \"S-still naught, but a cub.. F-fore I hath yet passed mine t-test, b-b-but that doth matter l-little... I-I w-wish to b-b-bring m-mine m-mind far from t-those cold walls t-to make a new path that t-tis what you meant? M-mine unfinshed w-words to her...\" Squeezing himself tighter the youth attempted to remind himself he was still here, recalling what fragments remained of his death terrified the boy wishing to feel her near the boy would dedicate himself to her promise. By the way he spoke his age was likely near adulthood speaking of a trial that would make it official within the eyes' of his people." } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru smiled a bit at the boy* \"Unfinished words? A promise perhaps?\" *Kibaru wanted to know more about this, but he was a bit afraid he might push to far and cuase to boy to be sad yet again.* \"You don't have to tell me if you're to afraid though\"\n\n*Kibaru then handed the boy the long strip of cloth he held inside if his hand* \"You can put these on your arms to cover the, to keep people from misfarely juging you\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Glimmering bones preserved in the gem like substance shone like stone brought from the waters' surface; enchanted his stone fingers were able to curl up nearly as though the foreign substance that had intruded the boys' body was now his own. A boy on the cusp of manhood knelt frozen in time a smile filled with what pain carried beneath its' surface; he began to feel a purpose something that he could burn bright for. Believing that he had little purpose within the living world going so far as saying he didn't quite belong which may be true given his manner of speech and the way the lad garbed himself a child lost within time living in the current world one where he didn't belong and yet someone stayed near this unliving 'monstrosity' assuring him that he was still but a human child no matter how he appeared. What mattered most was his 'soul' how he acted was it not? \n\nStill young Fithora was uncertain knowing that some creatures from his childhood were full well deserving of their scrutiny; the only way he pushed past such doubts was a promise to his mother... And to live for her to allow her to know that he was still 'living' one day he would return to her with his promise fulfilled. His head gently shook allowing the boys' four foot pony tail to drag across the waters surface \"S-such a-a simple thing shant bring fear... N-nay I am braver than to crumble upon its' gentle touch m-mayhaps as you doth speak y-you doth come here... F\n\nOre I need remind mineself.\" His trembling smile remained as the boys' dead stare glanced into Kibarus' own. \"T-twas mine words that I s-shant t-till I mine pedals may bloom... T-to carry her bountiful riches of mine own means of finishing thine trial. F-fore we did naught... Have much t-twas a struggle for mine mother I doth wished to find mine own means of shouldering her burden.. T-tis what it twas.\"\n\nA story of a boy whom grew up with little believing himself able to find his own path off of the predestined one set before him, was upon a journey to blossom for his dear mother whom had given him much within his life. For he treasured her and held her dear to his heart he wished to be able to bring her a life she never had one of luxury riches... All from his own efforts. Pure as any goal it seemed to bring a smile toward the youths face recalling those words he had told her before running off... Far into the fields everything became hazy from that point onward he couldn't recall what had happened it terrified him the last memory he had was falling to his demise at the hands of someone whom was able to get close enough to him to shove him right down into that endless chasm. A trickle did pierce through the boys' eyes still carrying that fleeting smile as he held himself within his fossilized arms, careful did the stranger approach where the boy sat offering him a means to cover a portion of his altered body.Offering the insecure lad a means to hide a portion of his wounds, but it wouldn't hide the gaping wound upon his nearly bare chest only covered with a torn portion of robe. \n\nOnly then would his eyes' turn away that smile fading away from his lips, carefully the boy released his arms from his body ripping the cloth from the strangers grip holding them within both of his respective arms he chuckled at the notion.\n\n\"Y-you doth share much and more kindness than that that of wolfin kin... I dare perchance call you a charitable fox something more akin with grace?\" Taught to cherish gifts no matter what they were by his mother the boy humored the fox by wrapping them gingerly across his forearms tucking them betwixt his thumbs creating fingerless gloves... Though he'd still have his amber fingers sticking out from the folds playfully making his fingers dance betwixt the cloth. \"...T-tis a pity m-mine appearance t-tis unworthy of others' unaccepted.\" A smidge of sorrow held within those words still struggling with the fact he wasn't accepted by others." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"A fox huh, I'm no Kitsune, but i guess it's not uncomon for people to confuse a Kitsune and a Okamimi and it happens allot with kids, sigh\" *Kibaru didn't really like the boy calling him a fox, but he knew the boy was complementing him in some way*\n\n\"So, now that you have a goal, where will you go now?\" *Kibaru would ask slightly concerned about the boy* \"Not all is as kind as me towards undead, not even my own kin or other undead for that matter. Nevermind the palidins and other holy jerks\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Rejuvenated ambitions of long ago sung out betwixt he and a man that the boy had only met mere moments ago, someone he still knew little of first suspecting him to be that of a wolf. A dirty scroungy lowlife creature that preyed upon the poor innocent wooly 'friends' at least that was how the boy had glorified the simple little pack animals. Perceiving these particular animals as an insult something that was used to mock or tease others, at least toward the boy whom defied life itself; being graced with the tittle fox a creature Fithora had been taught to be benevolent creature ones that were filled with a grace as fluent as though a ballet dancer. One whom was cherished by his people as a charitable wise creature likely stemming from an age old myth within their culture it was an honor likely fit for a hero, not some stranger he had stumbled upon truly a gross exaggeration from the young boy whom remained crouched before Kibaru.\n\nGenuine his eyes' sparkled looking upon Kibaru , only fragments of his sorrow remained still a slight orange clung upon his eyes' giving the man a puzzled look.\n\n\"T-twas naught meant to be taken as more than a tittle... Thine foxes twere known to grant power speed a grace few men twere able to garner...\" Trembling upon his lips that smile peered through \"Tis m-meant as an honor... Lest if thine wishes to be a fool and let thine tittle be whisked away?\" \n\nClear as day it was meant to be an honor to the boys' people, for the youth didn't seem to understand why he was so upset over such an 'honor' it was wrapped across the boys' face perplexed by the foxes peculiar pained expression. Being grown within his own secluded world the boy didn't understand a lick of what an Okamimi was let alone Kitsune till this day where he met the peculiar fox person. Near speaking the words the boy was about to ask what he wished to be called if naught a fox? However he was riddled with a question one filled with more questions than answers, being thrust into a new world with this '\n\nSecond chance' the boy garbed in his torn robes had little idea where he should roam.\n\n\"T-t'were mine goal to find mine m-mother... Before mine summons brought a person mine eyes' never knew. B-but with many whom... Seem to wish naught but meet mine presence w-w-with hate t-tis..\" Eyes began to narrow looking away from the peculiar man his eyes' filled with uncertainty he wasn't sure where such a 'monster' was meant to go \"M-mine l-looks matter naught... Tis what you spoke of? T'would be simpler i-if others could think as such.. B-but I am met with naught b-but anger t-tis unfair... M-makes mine mind worry there is little I may do for mine mother. M-mayhaps I shant near where others r-roam..\" A long breath pushed through the boys' throat he hadn't a clear direction even with his goal in mind, it was tough being lost within a place he knew little of far from home and filled with people whom only meant ill will towards the child. Sentenced toward isolation the boy enjoyed others' company it would be difficult for the lad to adjust, but one that was a necessity." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Fox may be an honor, but I am much more than just a fox\" *Kibaru would say as he raise hi fist in the air aiming directly at the water.*\n\n*Suddenly his had would ignite into a blue flame and he would smash into the ground causing the earth to shake and all below his fist to be destroyed and his elbow would be deep underwater as he smashed deep into the earth*\n\n*As he would slowly raise his fist, it could be seen that his whole body had ignite in flame, even the parts that was under water. The blue flames would continue to burn, even underwater, as if the water had no affect on this fire. He would then raise to both his feet and look at the boy* \"I am a true wolf, a hunter of the strong. And any who would dare hurt you will have to face my wrath as the Blue-Wolf\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Wandering a lost spirit disturbed from his final resting place still walked amongst the living, little did he understand his purpose what he had left within this shallow imitation of life he now found himself within. Though something he had learned from the blue wolves' words were that he should attempt to grasp this second chance to enjoy it, find worth within it and that he began to realize something he may yet still accomplish and that would be for someone the boy upon the cusp of adulthoods dear mother; the woman whom had granted that mere pedal he hung upon still clinging upon his childhood beliefs young Fithora wished for people whom did not see him with scorn even if the boy disliked his own appearance. \n\nA claim announced bold amongst the lone audiance of one proclaimed he was stronger than a fox. His body began to spark aflame against the cool waters defying nature itself; panic incited within the boys' heart his dull grey eyes' bloomed wider than\n\nThey ever had before witnessing the mans' body take upon a change nearly as though a flower breaking into full bloom. Clumsily clattering upon his bare toes the boy cried \"D-d-doth thin body... Burn from beneath thine flames?! T-t-tis quite frightful but none to worry... I h-hath..\" The boy stuttered out frenzied by the sudden change it had caught him off guard.\n\nBefore the youth could offer his aid knowing the earthen healing arts passed down the vine by his elders, the boys' whole body would be met with a torrent of raging water that erupted as though a volcano from the mans' sheer strength. Rocking the very earth from beneath the boys' feet the lad could feel his whole body begin to stumble nearly falling into the waters' that stood below his feet. A proclamation of strength one the lad had never been privy to before something his elders' would proclaim reckless; strength no mere mortal should possess for it was grace that his people treasured not power. Whilst the tides washed across the boys' hair washing the boy within its' frigid tide... The waves would clear as he sputtered out some of the water from his tongue to see a tower of strength loom before him its' body alight with fire the fire of that perhaps a deity. \n\nEnamored by the display of strength the lads' jaw remained agap stuttering\n\n\"N-n-naught... W-w-would mine people ever believe a wolf posses power to make the tides writhe..\" Intimidated by his show of power the boy began to back away, those dull iris's of his focused intently upon the man whom startled him with such a powerful display. \"T-that one t'would believe an spirit from above may create... T-t'was a power stronger than a mighty whales tail ser!\" The boys' voice suddenly rose jumping up into the air excited by this display of sheer power \"Truly narry have I ever seen such power t-t-tis more fierce than any whale or divine fox.. M-mayps greater than the mightiest warrior! I t'would bet you could break through the thickets of boulders!\" The mans display had brought the boy away from such dreary thoughts bringing out a spark in the lad as he hopped about excited by the mans' splendid display bursting with what ifs and an assortment of compliments." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would smile a tiny bit as he looked at the boy, it may not have looked it at all, but Kibaru was trying his best to not blush infront of the boy. Kibarus blue flames would light up quite an area around them as he stood proud with the flames all on his body, from face to hand to tail. The blue flames would drip of from him like a gel into the water that was boiling from the heat, but Kibaru did not seem to be affected by the flame, nor was his clothes or equiptment he was wearing*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Dwarfing a powerful light swathed away the youths own yellowish light that emitted from his scar that trailed across his chest, still even whilst wrapped his arms could be seen through the white cloth its' light pulsating against a simple gift the man had gifted the lad. The very same stranger whom had discovered a youth playing a tune from deep within his fife yearning to see distant days' that began to blur from his memory; only able to hold upon slight fragments of his life speaking\n\nOf his peoples' beliefs toward the man he had proclaimed the honor of granting him the tittle fox. It turned out this fox was something else entirely claiming to be a wolf... Something the young lad had grown to dislike at least the animal itself; this man was something other than those mutts whom ravaged their livestock not the ones whom killed the youths beloved pet. For he seemed to stand taller brighter than any wolf toward the youth whom despised the dog like creatures.\n\nSplashing his feet landed from his excited hop splashing the water about as his hefty sopping wet pontail slapped against his pallid back. Used to rough play the boy didn't care how messy or wet he became much more fascinated by his curious blue flames \"...T-they doth pour from deep within but... Narry does it burn? Is fire naught meant to burn? L-lest I learned that wrong...\" Dim the boy began to ponder lessons he had long been told recalling fire as something that was meant to burn, yet it didn't here? Curious... What sort of magics created such a spectacle or were his lessons wrong? Trailing along the boy began to walk around the wolfen male actively looking about every inch of his body to see not a bit of flame burned or ebbed away his clothing; this fire acting kind something that would not harm.\n\n\"T-t-tis... Like you, u-unlike those whomst wish to see me naught more than a-a-a creature meant to harm... Like the fires that dance it doth not harm your body. T'would it hurt if I doth touched it..?\"\n\nGetting the brilliant idea that perhaps it wouldn't harm him either, carefully the boy reached an trembling amber finger just grazing it against the mans flames acting through what intrigued him less than what fear egged him on to not touch the burning embers something muttered beneath his breath \"..M-mayhaps naught... D-doth you're words me you shall be by mine side? T-truly naught could cease our tracks with such mystical light t-tis beyond mine understanding.\" Still a smidge innocent as a child would be the boy was filled with wonder over such a curious power; though the scars upon his body did run a little deeper making where once he would carelessly prod the fire without hesitation there would be some uncertainty within his gesture learning from the cruelties that he faced not all was quite as simple as it used to be." } ]

[ { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*KIbaru would have a sligh sadness in his eyes, but he kept smiling towards the boy. Kibaru would have enjoyed the company of this child, but his was to dagerous for a child as Kibaru was somewhat of an outlaw and the boy had to travel his own path to become a man*\n\n\"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. And a song would be much appreciated\" *Kibaru would answer as he moved to a place where he could sit on that would keep his tails dry*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Meaning a name came from somewhere from someone, and with it came its' purpose why his parents or parent had granted the boy his name. It carried a story of its' own from memories as old as the worn fabrics worn against the childs' body; ancient robes from a time lost to the pages. Few were the memories of what his name meant, but there was one that stuck between all else something the boys' favored parent had told him after hearing just what his name had been derived from. Meant to comfort and assure that the boys' presence was not a curse, but a blessing someone she in turn held dear to her heart. Peaking his dulled eyes' the boys' smile still attempted to keep upon his lips even if Kibarus' news did upset the young lad... Even if he felt a little hurt by it the youth saw little harm in him knowing his name.\n\n\"T-tis Fithora... T'was from rotting matter that I doth bloom... Least t'was what mine mother told me it meant. N-n-narry do I care much for mine names meaning.. But t-t'was mine and mine alone what doth they call the wolf whom stands greater than any of his kin?\" Irony his names meaning had become a truth, within death did the child 'bloom' yet this truth was lost upon the youth blind that its' meaning had come true at least the version his mother told. For the boys' name did derive from words that meant rot a name that his mother hadn't wished to grant her child and yet it was set in stone by their cultural beliefs.\n\nDelighted that at least Kibaru would be willing to take the youths song with him, the boys' feet began to rock back and forth excited that there may very well be a chance their parting wouldn't be as long as he and his mothers'. Worried that he may never see either of them again it parted a bit of comfort toward the youth... And this gift he was about to give Kibaru menat something near and dear to the childs heart a song his mother sung to him during his youth. Though he did not know how to sing through his mouth, he did know how to sing through the aged woodwind peeking out from the youths cloth belt one of which he began to rummage through bringing out a wooden rectangle adorned with scratches and faded rotting old maple. Flipping its' cover open the boys' eyes seemed to sparkle shoving the book up from where he sat to try and show his wolf kin friend, within the book it was wax an old wax tablet carved with musical characters of the boys' song he was working upon. The sheer age of the tools that the boy carried about with him brought up a question... Just how long had the boy been dead, how old was he? Would his mother still be awaiting for him where he had grown up? Perhaps it was best that the youth found these questions for himself. \n\n\"T'was the song... You doth heard the one I fouled with mine stumbling fingers... T-truly I am unworth her melody.\" His smile began to vanish disappointed with himself and the stranger whom had to leave; muttering something a bit childish \"..T-tis unfair why must everyone part? M-mayhaps tis mine own fault.\"" }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "\"Names Kibaru... Well that the name my parents gave me, but outside with strangers and enemies, Im know as Okami\" *Kibaru would answer the boy's question on his own name.*\n\n*After the boy had fell into a depresed state yet again, Kibaru simply looked at him about to answer his last question* \"I'm not leaving you, we're just not going to see each other for a while\" *Kibaru knew the boy's mother was probaly already dead, but it was best if the boy found that out by himself as it will be less painfull*\n\n\"And sometimes peeople have to leave you so you can meet more people, but you will see them again if you were good, that i can promise you with my honor as a hunter and a wolf\"" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Etched symbols likely all the youth had left of his beloved parent, the woman whom had shaped the youth into the world whom was supposed to accept him no matter his deteriorated appearance . It was her duty to ensure the lad was prepared for the world upon his lonesome, but it seemed she neglected to ever consider the chance that the young boy would ever leave her side it nearly seemed she knew Fithoras' fate before it befell him. Upon his appearance it was at least what Kibaru told the young boy she would accept his newfound appearance calling himself unworthy meant to be hidden from all of those whom looked upon him, but even he wondered how anyone could ever accept this horrifying form one to the youth seemed to defy any spirit which may lay above the heavens' for it was from his spiritual little colony that brought what beliefs the youth carried within his skull seeing wolves as lowly creatures whilst foxes were graced in a brighter light.\n\nClenching fingernails dug into the waxen surface of the tablet he attempted to hand Kibaru. \"T-tis painful... To leave thine loved ones far...\" Grinding his teeth to gether the boy shouted \"I-it feels far from mine own grasp mine own control... It tis annoying mine hands cannot grasp a certain grip and all seem t-to find mine company unworth! B-but I mustn't... I mustn't allow such thoughts\n\nTo keep from mine own words.\" The lad burst out an aggravated string of words, fed up with things that he couldn't grasp. \"If mine trust must carry upon... The very creatures I hath grown to distrust, f-fore tis naught what one looks like but thine actions.\" Reciting some words Kibaru had passed upon him the youth wouldn't forget some of what he said here. \" I insist please doth not worry it tis naught the only one. A-a gift tis meant to be treasured... T-this shall be a stone to keep thine word.\"\n\nForcing a little smile upon his lips the youth urged to part with his tablet, he wished to trust the man despite his clear distaste with the creatures, already had his trust been broken by people he thought he could trust it was important to the boy to have something... He could 'hold' onto this tablet would be that 'hand' a reminder for Kibaru to keep his promise. \"...Naught all partings must be filled with sorrow i-it t'would be... Delightful if such were true.\" A slight tear broke through a broken boy whose life had gone through a difficult change, one that the once optimistic boy wished to try and persevere through clinging upon the leaves of wisdom Kibaru had passed down upon him." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru would wipe of the tear with his finger and he would look deep into the boy's sould seeing sorrow, but also seeing that the boy was growing and learning of new things. Deep inside Kibaru's eyes would be some sadness as well, for he did not like seeing any child in pain, but it was necessary if the boy was to grow.* \n\n\"Thank you. I shall treasure this gift and keep it from any harm\" *As Kibaru would except the gift, his flames would no longer see this as a foreign object, but as one of as something of Kibaru himself and it would not burn it no matter what*\n\n\"Just promise me that you will keep safe and not juge anyone unfairly as they have treated you\" *Kibaru would say stern voice that had kindness to it*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Passed through many hands before theirs, the old artifact bearing a melody that the boy had pushed through his spectral lungs mere moments ago, its' tune had beckoned the male toward where he stood claiming to seek summoning someone familiar and not that of a wolf whom ravaged his wooly little friends. A tune meant to be played by musicians the little melody was once a hymn sung by the youths mother.. One he wished to hear her gentle voice carrying into his ears within the dead of twilight her voice assuring allowing him to know, that no matter what chanced upon him she would forgive him unconditionally. It was memories such as those that made the youth wish to believe this wolves lesson was true that not all had to be judged upon their appearance, but still already had young Fithora been taught otherwise that some creatures did deserve scrutiny based upon their actions before. The history they shared between he and his people. \n\nSticky its' substance warm orange... The youth cried amber no longer were his tears that of a human, their eyes' upon the brink of their own sorrows met peering within each others 'soul'. The youths' head jerked aback a little startled by his touch as he whisked a portion of the boys' pain from his shoulders feeling his wax tablet lifted from his stubby earthen fingers. Lowering his arms the boys' head began to form a wide grin happy his stone had been taken \"T-tis a merry parting then... I doth hope you shant allow its' body to know harm fore it doth be a melody... Mine melody that tis much\n\nAnd more worth than flames mayhaps even gold. I hope it doth bring some joy to sing upon your own weapon of sound.\" \n\nHoping it would be known that the tablet meant something to the youth, he wanted to be certain Kibaru understood its' purpose hoping it would grant him some respite... As it did once before for the young lad. Though it wasn't truthfully his only copy of her song, the original he had left propped near the caverns entrance upon a lone stalagmite something he'd be best to not forget. Pushing his head away from the males gaze the youth looked away into the waters glimmering surface whilst his grin began to teeter away from the boys face . \"... T-tis true I doth not enjoy such a feeling, to feel mine own presence as unworth meant to be hidden... But t'were true some doth earned through tales passed by ancient fossils there may be reason to show thine fear toward them..\" Hefty a sigh pushed through the boys' lips\n\n\"... S-some mayhaps' they seem to naught intend harm t'were the true wolves... T-tis why I doth grant mine word.\" Fithoras' voice didn't sound like he entirely meant it, but it was good as any promise a little set within teachings he had already learnt long ago." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru smiled at the boy with eyes closed and he began to speak again* \"I hope that once we meet again, you would have more friends and I shall keep this promise safe until we meet again\" *Kibaru would say as the flames suround the wax, not burning it, but only clearing it of all dirt and making it shine*\n\n*Kibaru would then stand up and look at the boy* \"May the gods keep you safe and may the god of hunt keep all creature from seeing you as prey. May the god of strenght give you the strenght to never give up, the god of wisdom show you the right path and the god of love keep you close.\" *Kibaru would say to the boy a prayer from his heart. Even though there was more god, Kibaru belived their blessing would be all the boy would need for the time being*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Set alight the melody the youth called his own created from his mothers' voice was set alight, startling the youth for just a mere second enough for him to topple onto his legs hoping to save the precious melody from being engulfed into inferno. Though instead of being destroyed and becoming nothing more than a memory grass, dirt and some of the other grime was cleansed from its' surface in mere seconds before the undead child. A promise that would be fulfilled protected within a shell of flame... Around the very creatures Fithora associated with distrust, deceit and death toward his precious little companions especially one he had held once dear to his heart. Yet despite what negative associations he had with the creatures this particular member of the dreadful woflin kin bore not malice, but a light able to set the youths' hallow cavity to burn a little brighter with its' complementary yellow.\n\nStanding betwixt one another the youth whom only stood four feet seven inches tall relaxed his body assured that the wolves promise would be kept tempted to barrel into the stranger for a parting hug... The youth wouldn't dare to touch the flames once more his finger had payed the toll for that particular lesson instead the boy allowed himself to merrily wave one of his hands \"T-t'would be merry if more... Treated me as thus a-and naught as what I may be. T-thee earthen mother shal... Bless us to meet soon I d-doth hope it shant be a lengthy parting.\" The boys' voice was laced with sorrow, he was upon the brink of tears but wouldn't allow himself such respite. A youth whom yearned for companionship after feeling abandoned lost within a world so unfamiliar to his dull eyes.\n\nEager to hold upon anyone whom the youth hoped he could trust... No longer was his faith as bind and yet he could be a little too eager for any sort of companionship. Socially starved at least he had been graced by the wolfs' light upon this particular day gracing the man with wishes from his respective deity the earthen mother something of great importance within his culture. Rapidly waving his arm whilst the man prayed for his well being till the man was no more and the youth was left alone with the stars above his head a new path in his heart... To fufil his words toward his dear mother and give her what she never had. An uncertain path forward, but one he needed to sort out upon his own it was a important first step without anyone there to tell him where to go." }, { "author": "b.r.i.t.z", "message": "*Kibaru then stood up and waved at the boy with a smile and no sorrow could be sence as Kibaru hid it without a trace. Kibaru was happy to know he made a child happy and gave him the will to continue on his path.* \n\n\"Bye now, hope me meet again!\" *He would say as he disapeared into the distant though the light from his flames would disapear a while after he had.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "asbeestos", "message": "Up on the tippy tops of the canopies, a.. Little girl dressed in normal, carpenter's uniform would hang her feet down from a sturdy branch. Pinkish eyes swept the surroundings from her current perch, surveying the landscape of Salvania's wilderness with a huff.\n\nAva decided she was bored and decided to take a hike. Well—watch the woods. Hiking was too much of a *Chore* Out of work. Maybe someone or something would liven her week after tinkering with wooden sculptures?\n\nOr at least, that would be the best case scenario. Besides the permeating smell of tree sap (which, being a Fae, she didn't mind at all) the lass would tuck her wings away using her innate magic before resting her back on the tree; both legs now straightened on the branch.\n\nBriefly, she plucked a leaf out of her short, dusty blonde hair and let it flutter down onto the forest floor. Then craned her neck to pop her joints and yawned.\n\nIt *Was* A nice summer day, after all." }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Planting skin skirted across the earthen plain, bare toes pressing against the solid surface whilst hefty braided white hair danced across a petite youths' back. An eager smile swept near eyes' held little life within its' empty grey glow, contrasting his youthful appearance the ancient boy wore tattered robes bearing symbols of a time long lost within the winds that carried his body hurdling forward. Betwixt what remained of the boys' once whole clothing lay a jagged scar its' width splitting across his chest nearly scratching its' sharp claw against his neck a wound which one of the living would not be able to bear a fatal wound which retold the story of the youths' final memories upon the day his eyes' lost all of its' color.\n\nGleeming within the sunlight an orange substance shone covering the wound which should cease the young lad from sprinting within the realm of the living, an aromatic scent carried from wherever the boy trampled; it nearly smelt as though one were to shove their nose into a vat of a trees' sap its' pungent presence persisted despite all else... Much like the boy whom would not remain perished. Soft a little song crept between the boys' lips as he romped forward his ears' heading to where he heard a distant brook babble \"...Twas a pedal that doth fluttered from thine hand... T'would beauty spread thine life cross a dirt covered sea? Or t'would thine leave mine life empty? O' here gentle pedal... I pray pray let thine beauty spread t'would you naught wish to leave thine lost seedling within the harsh dried dirt.\"\n\nSomber notes sung from a chest where lungs were not; its' tune seemed a mere memory of what it should have sounded like. A haunting whisper of life sung through a nearly preserved corpses' body; within the tune that crept from the pallid ancient youths' lips a song that seemed to entail that of a garden fitting what was tucked within the boys' fists a bundle of vibrant white tulips' that bounced along each step he took heading with purpose within his step. Fore a wise little wolfen spirit had visted the youth within his 'sanctuary' offering him a leaf of wisdom somewhere he could go within a world that seemed to reject the undead youths' presence not wishing to allow him to clasp upon the second chance he was gifted steadily heading past the thicket to where a distant river sang its' own melody seeming to harmonize with the youths' otherworldy voice." }, { "author": "asbeestos", "message": "A bored fae can spot the walking anomaly from a mile away. Plus the sap smell.. And the haunting tune. Otherwordly, yes, but..\n\nClearing her throat, Ava would call down from the branch to this deceptive youth. \"Can you keep it down? I'm trying to have a good mood and not a funeral, *Thaaaank you*.\" The fae, a little irritated, would now lean forward with her legs crossed. Good that she was wearing long, sturdy work pants otherwise the splinters would have stuck into her thighs.\n\n\"And what's with the flowers and language? What are you, a priest? Some herald? *Poet?*\" She'd continue, brow raised in curiosity at this.. 'boy'." }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Sprinting across the wilderness the young boy wasn't 'walking' singing the somber tune betwixt a rather joyful guise, this little child found joy within feeling the simplicity of the earths' sunlight as his song continued to pour from his lips its' tune began to slow into a distant little hum as his tiny hands clasped a bountiful bundle of little white flowers'. Which he hugged against his tattered clothing far from what one would associate a priest wearing; taking a moment to spin upon his heel enjoying the simplicity of the breeze tumble against his pallid white hair; he felt bliss within the trees that pulsed against his spinning heel life... Its' beat seemed to resonate within the youths hallow chest. \n\n\"Yip!\" Exclaimed from the short little anomaly as his white eyes' bloomed in full falling flat against the earth below in the midst of his twirl a slight \"Urk\" Errupted from his throat as his pallid little tulips fluttered across the air, reaching up a arm wrapped within bandages to scratch his fluffy white hair. \"T-t-t'would seem... I doth not be alone fore a sloth d-doth tumble mine tune..\" The boy grumbled beneath his breath sore from his sudden fall this sudden stranger brought a spark of worry into the youths body, jerking his full whites' upon this lazy sloth whomst interluded his graceful dance. \"Hark! I d-d-doth seem to naught be the only one whomst wanders the wild... I doth w-w-wonder why thine believe a rite for thee dead t'would be in pass? Fore I naught come here to mourn... N-n-nay...\"\n\nStuttering\n\nThe boys' voice showed uncertainty within this curious little stranger whom sat crooked within the trees brambles. Scars that ran across the boys' body were a sore reminder that he should be wary even if his body sparked to life hoping off of the ground below to stride up toward the tree where she rested; his haunting gaze shone upon her lifting the tulips he grasped to show her, his lips tremoring with a little smile pushing against the youths' pallid face.\n\nFinding her questions a smidge of humor laced within them a merry little chuckle pushed through the boys' lips. \"F-flowers' to grace min head like a crown upon a prince... T-t'would be like thine ones mine mother weaved betwixt her fingers.\" Rappidly the boy shook his head keeping his eyes' closed upon a time his mother would call him her little poet, but he felt not the right to take such tittles \"Nay... Nay... Nay if I doth be a priest and you doth a be a ruler the world t'would surely be in need of help... And mayhaps it tis much more joyous to be free from such tittles no?\" Keeping his hands outstretched the boy seemed like an eager child excited to play with the flowers he had gathered to lace together a 'crown'... It seemed he hadn't heard her tell him to clearly go away or the youth was a bit slow. \"If mine sloth friend... T'would enjoy lacing a crown of thine own it t'would be greater than lazing upon a trees' branch... L-l... Lest m-mine unworthy form doth wish f-for me to hide..\" Dimming the boys' eyes' looked away knowing his appearance could be appaling to others' those whom called him a 'monster'." }, { "author": "asbeestos", "message": "Curious.\n\nTugging on the collar of her shirt under the worker's apron, she'd let the wind (and a Featherfall spell) carry her down. No need for a show of wings—the Fae decided. The blonde lass would stand not much taller, if at all, compared to the boy.\n\nThough cautious, distance minding, Ava would now be standing in front of this tattered 'young boy'. Scanning his tattered clothing up somewhat close, the pallor, the gait.. Ava blinked once in response. \"You're a.. *Quirky* Fellow. I merely jest, *Little prince*.\" She'd say with a mock bow, following the youth's strange accent. An eyebrow would be raised at the priest comment, herself simply muttering an 'uh-huh..' at what she saw as an attempt at a joke.\n\nDespite her general demeanor and perplexed stare, Ava would grab hold of the tulips offered from those bandaged arms if his. Instead of lacing them together, she'd make them **Grow** Into each other under her grasp—a la rat king. Forming a flower crown nonetheless, despite her absurd methods.\n\nWith an amused grin, one hand would hold out the new flower crown over with a shake in her gesture. \"Quirky. Here's your crown. You call me Sloth, I call you Quirky, funny man.\" A light giggle would escape the blonde's lips, a gentle fluttering of hidden wings carried by the wind. \"..You're *Lively* For someone who doesn't feel OR look like it! What *Are* You?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Unsteady legs fumbled as their retainer struggled to keep faltering legs' from falling prey toward their lack of grace once more; brimming with promises to share his new life with a woman whom kept close toward the youths heart. Her hand often near to clasp upon he whenever he fell... Whenever he failed she had been there for the meager child she kept him calm soothing the boys' ears with a voice which rolled with beauty one could only hear within the forests' harmony. One which had been shattered upon by a rock which hurled against the harmonious melodies ushering whispers of fear to crawl upon a lad whom seemed fragile a prey toward any whom desired his presence to be vanquished; begging betwixt slight orangish tears' that trickled across his seething clenched teeth for he struggled without her near. He was lost without her guidance utterly afraid of those whom had rejected his new form denouncing the lad as less than human, but as a monstrosity the very one which he foolishly blundered right into wearing the role as though it befitted the youth.\n\nUnbeknownst the boys' tremoring wrists trickled crackles of light sickening energy which rolled across his body an involuntary defense mechanism against his hardened skin. Witnessing the male whom stood taller than he's fear usher from his voice left a befuddled expression across the boys' face. \"T-t-tis naught a farse... You doth not be thee vipers whomst b-b-believe mine form is lesser... N-naught of y-your kin? L-like the rest whomst burry their daggers deep into mine chest... T-t'would be a joy if you doth be one whomst tidings seeth naught hate.\"\n\nThe boys' voice uttered with uncertainty, glimmering with hope within lifless grey eyes' that this stranger was not another here to do him harm. Erratic the youths' voice still carried emotion against his voice nearly did he break into a frenzy, yet hearing this mans' fearful tongue sent a pang through the boys' heart \"...B-but I-I do naught but make thee scream in terror. T-t'would seem mine desire to seek calm upon these green feilds have led to naught, b-but paint me as foul as a monster w-whomst resides beneath thine resting place. I-I... S-shant stay n-nay e-even if I t'would d-desire... Someone to make thine path a little clearer...\"\n\nWhat was once rage building within the boys' heart left him feeling stricken ashamed he had allowed his fears to win out his heart frightening a man he hadn't the pleasure of knowing for in earnest young Fithoras' heart still held a purity even they whom tried to slay him couldn't quite extinguish. Love for others' whom roamed the earthen plain as he did all too dense to even consider this man may very well be tricking the lad pressing his eye;ids down the boy slamned his fist into the nearby tree causing a crack to thunder throughout the forests; it wasn't the strength of someone whom looked so scrawny...\n\nSo sickly and pallid to carry enough strength to create such a sound leaving a clear indent against its' bark. Before Yew screamed at the boy he uttered \"I-I doth... Wish for thine mercy fore m-mine cries..\" Wishing to be forgiven before turning himself away from the male picking up his feet to flee from where the man stood he'd only glance upon where he once stood to see the male held an arrow focused upon his legs it would encourage the youth to continue to run... To find a place to lay his head ashamed of what actions he nearly had enacted upon someone he barely knew. With that simple action did doubt lace against the boys' mind uncertain of Yews' true intentions, but he knew she whom he lived for would have given him a look of bitter disappointment seeing her boy nearly harm a man he barely knew." }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "*After that speech, I was left confused and curious... Is this boy really... Indeed, he's an undead but does not seem paricularly irrational or evil, he just has a poor control of impulse. Most probably his poor self-control comes from that certain trauma, does he think that I am the same as the likes that murdered him?*\n\n\"Wait, young man!\" I screamed towards him\n\n*But he didn't heard me, he'd rather run away from me. Great, my first life contact and he runs away from me, how I am going to find sapient life in the middle of this god-knows-where forest? I can't even find any near civilizations! Guess I have to still search for sapient life, I still have hope!*" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*Erec and Milo made there way fairly wooded plane, the air was clear with not a bird in sight. They lingered on the trail for awhile, slowly making their way to a humble farmstead.*\n\n\"This is the first place we should be investigating,\" *Erec said turning to Milo.* \"The farm over there is the family of her betrothed.\"" }, { "author": "refined_trash", "message": "\"So I assume we are getting information from the lady's family, as well as offer our condolences?\"\n\nHe may be in it for the money, but the man has morals." }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "\"No... The Ex-Groom's family...\" *Erec said grimly.* \"Nevermind...\"\n\n*He paused for a bit, surveying the plot of land.*\n\n\"I'm going to have a look around this place... Find any clues where she could've gone. You should ask for the groom, he goes by the name Wilhem. If he isn't here... Just do your best getting much information as you can about the girl.\"" }, { "author": "refined_trash", "message": "\"Very well then. Here's hoping the folks are kindly to visitors...\"\n\nWith a small salute to Erec, the bounty hunter sauntered towards the homestead. He kept a serious composure, in case the owners aren't too stable after hearing the unfortunate news. He comes to a stop at the door, and gives a few small raps against the door." }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*As Milo walks nearer to the farm, a frail old man peer out before his home and give a long stare at the approaching stranger.*\n\n\"May I help you sir?\" *The old man calls out.*" }, { "author": "refined_trash", "message": "A small wave to the old man. Play it cool, play it mellow.\n\n\"Greetings, sir! Apologies for the intrusion! We are with the mayor in regards to the... Incident, not long ago.\"" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "*As I went into the search of civilization, I grew more and more thirsty, and I never knew how to purify water, I knew I had to know engineering also! Silly me! But no, in the middle of this forest I can't find nothing that resembles potable water, let alone a civilization!. I wander wander and wander without any luck at all, good thing I drank last night before all my belongings were destroyed, would had been an expectacular cathastrophe if I never drank anything.\n\nThen I used my sharp vision to see what lied ahead... It's a building... No, probably I am having delusions*" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*The old man didn't react, he was emotionless to the brim of his expression, relaying no qualms or troubles in his eyes. He stopped before hand and stood boldly as he can, but due to his old body he could merely slouch to an uncomfortable stooge.*\n\n\"I expected it so...\" *The Old Man said plainly.* \"Trouble has been squandering these lands, and I believe it has extended further than I have thought. Come, be blunt with what you seek, I am old and I have many things to do.\"\n\n*The old man trailed off to a small garden over the assortments of vegetables laying about. He motions Milo to come forward.*" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "*But indeed, it was a building with actual people on there and I heard voices. Civilization, CIVILIZATION! PEOPLE! ACTUAL HUMANS! I AM SAVED, THANK GOODNESS! But how I am going to approach them? Would they accept me with their arms open or will they kill me?*\n\n*I see the humans on there, actual people. I rush there to see them*\n\n\"There's no way to know until I find it\" I thought to myself\n\n*I ran towards there until I was in a perfect perfect position to talk to both men, one of them looked like a bounty hunter*\n\nIt's not too far so you will be able to reach there\n\n\"Hello, fellow men. My name is Yew Bowman, I am glad to meet you both\"\n\n*As I end speaking, I bow myself as a gesture of politeness, as a gentleman and a ex-captain I should know how to behave with other people, be them from lesser or higher ranks*" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*The Old Farmer widens his eyes to see a new encountered stranger. He bows slightly, but continues to bare a straight face.*\n\n\"It really seems strange tidings have arrived in these lands... I presume you... Mr. Bowman are here word of my son's beloved Analise?\"" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "\"Who? I don't know any Analise, I am a runaway from some traitors that tried to take over my castle, long story. I came here because I need potable water. I am dying from thirst\"\n\n\"I had been struggling to find sapient life and you're the only sapient thing I could talk to at least in middle of this forest of God-knows-where!\"" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*The Old man raises his hand and slowly points his finger to an old well. He stares at Bowman with incomparable stagnation that no emotions felt void seeping from the elderly farmer.*\n\n\"There is a well there,\" *Said the farmer slowly.* \"Take your rest, for you have been running a great distance, sir. There have been no pavilion of the likes of castles many leagues surrounding here...\"" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "\"Well, thanks sire. I am grateful for thou kindness.\"" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*A cold chuckle came from the old man. His laugh felt abnormal, but it was strangely too genuine to be disingenuous.*\n\n\"I am no lord, Mister Bowman.\" *Said the Old farmer dryly.*" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "*As I get to know there's a well near the farm, I look amazed at the water and eagerly pulled the heavy wooden barrel towards me. It was purified water. I never saw such beauty since the last night I drank my last cup of water. I grabbed one of the tidy cups that was sitting on there and started drinking while crying of emotion of how fresh the water was*\n\n\"This is DELICIOUS!\"\n\n*As I drank a little more, I was done drinking already, I left the barrel at the bottom again and used a clean towel to clean the cup to finally leave it sitting there*\n\n\"So, who is this Analise who you are talking about? Since you mentioned it thou got me curious\" - I asked while I sat on a near chair to hear clearly" } ]

[ { "author": "tape_______", "message": "*The farmer's blank face faded into a grim discern. He stared down at the crops before hand and made no eye contact to either of the gentleman.*\n\n\"She is a girl that is missing in these woods...\" *Said the old man bluntly.* \"This gentleman here— arrived possibly asking for her whereabouts...\"" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "\"I see, what do you suspect, do thou think there? Thou think she lost herself? Or thou think she was kidnapped by a third party?\"\n\n- I suggested while I put my bow in the soil" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "\"I know none of such a sort...\" *The farmer said, pulling out a radish from the ground.* \"The only thing I know is that my son loves her dearly... And goes about spending time with her in the woods.\"\n\n*The Old man turns to Milo with an eyebrow raised.*\n\n\"Is this the information that you are after?\" He said coldly." }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "\"Might I help you both?\" I asked\n\n\"After all, two heads think better than one\"" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "\"Three actually...\" *Erec said, peering out of the wheat fields.* \"The old man has no stake in this matter... It's the girl's father that has sent us here. Erec, Erec of the River Crossing, at your service.\"" }, { "author": "sea_raider", "message": "\"Well, hello there\" I greeted the man towards me \"Seems that we have a full party in here! I am Yew Bowman, nice to meet thou!\"\n\nIt's late in here also\n\nSo I will rest a little also\n\nWe will continue tomorrow\n\nThanks sir, it was nice to play with you" }, { "author": "tape_______", "message": "``` -Pause Scene- 12:27 AM EST ```" } ]

[ { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*It was a fine afternoon in the wilds, the birds were chirping and there was a nice breeze that kept Jules cool despite the hot sun that was peaking through the canopy of leaves above her. Jules hadn't much to do, seeing as she was just resting on a rock in the middle of a forest with clearings every so often, these clearings would be a better place to feast had the sun not been so high in the sky. She honestly disliked the heat quite a lot, it was never really comfortable for her but there wasn't much she could do seeing as she wasn't a god that controlled the weather... Then again the thought of her being such a thing brought a small chuckle out of Jules as she let out a lengthy sigh.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*It was all calm until she heard the sound of the hooves of a horse, slowly getting closer to her, it was weird for people to be riding horses around this particular place, so most likely, it would be a wild horse, she couldn't see anything getting close yet, she could just hear it* \n\n*This was just Olive that was going on a walk though the forest with her pet, not really minding the heat of the day, the enjoyed being in places like this one and the strong sunlight wouldn't just stop her*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*The sound of a horse approaching was something a bit odd for Jules to hear in this sort of area, especially at such a slow and leisurely pace. She didn't get up to investigate though as she had no quarrels with a wild horse or even someone on horseback, she was basically unknown on this earth save for a few people that she had met before. She had also committed very few crimes, those of which were petty at best. This means she has no problems with any law of sorts so she didn't worry quite yet, so she just continued to sit upon her rock and let what she thought was just a horse approach.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She then heard the voice of a woman* \"Mask! Wait!\" \n\n*A bird appeared into her sight, but it was trying to get away from a weird creature, it was like a young ferret, but it had wings, the creature chased the bird around in the air before it finally caught it, landing in from of her, with it's pray in it's mouth, the peculiar creature looked up at her*\n\n*The horse got faster going in her direction, the voice of the woman was still calling out the same words getting louder along with the sound of the hooves of the horse against the ground*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules was definitely surprised by the sound of the woman's voice, she chalked it up to it being the horse's rider... What she didn't expect was the winged creature to catch a bird and then land right in front of her, she had never seen a this kind of creature before... It was like a rodent with wings, that's all she could liken it to considering how Jules had never seen a ferret before, even less heard of one. She had also heard the voices and the stomping of hooves readily approaching so she had to assume that the creature and the person were connected somehow, she just had to wait and see. Jules did hop up from her rock though, it was best she greeted this new person standing instead of sitting after all. She didn't even think about grabbing her sword due to this fact as well*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*The small creature just laid on the ground as it began eating the bird, it was definitely a weird sight to have a creature like this one just eating in front of her, it was obvious that it was used to people*\n\n*Olive finally reached the place where her pet was, revealing that in fact that she was a centaur, a creature that had the body of a horse from the waist down, and not a human riding a horse, as she noticed Mask I front of a person, she sighed and got closer looking up and down at the woman*\n\n\"I'm sorry if my pet disturbed you, he has the bad habits of chasing small animals and running away to catch them...\" \n\n*She glared a bit at Mask as he ate what he caught, the tiny ferret was deciding to ignore her*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*The fact that what Jules thought was a horse and a rider being a single centaur was a bit of a surprise to her, it wasn't a bad one of course but she obviously didn't expect it either. Jules also didn't mind the little creature eating in front of her, she was used to seeing such things considering how she was a woman of nature.* \n\n\"No it's okay, I just didn't expect to see anyone all the way out here\"\n\n*Jules spoke calmly and politely as she took in the situation, she was slowly getting used to it so there wasn't much for her to fret about* \n\n\"I'm Jules by the way, may I ask who you are?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I'm Olive Spirit, it's nice to meet you Jules\"\n\n*She leaned down and picked up her pet from the ground who was just finishing his snack, leaving a bunch of feathers just laying on the ground* \n\n\"This little trouble maker right here, his name is Mask\"\n\n*The ferret let out a small burp like sound as it enjoyed being pet in his owners arms, his wings flapping lightly in happiness*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Well it's nice meeting the both of you as well, but the way what brings you out here Olive?\"\n\n*Jules was just trying to make conversation, to keep things not so awkward between the two of them. That is why she asked about the reason as to why Olive was out here so far... As for Jules though, she just liked being a great distance from civilization as it was much more peaceful here in the wilds instead of in the capital. She had also liked the experiences that she has had way out here, especially discovering so many new things and sometimes meeting new people, like Olive who was the first centaur that she had met and seen* \n\n\"Also I don't mean to be rude or anything... But what are you? I've never seen someone like you before.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She was used to people asking this question about what she was, so she wasn't bothered at all after all, a lot of centaurs stayed close to the beastkin tribes and not many went as far always as she liked to do*\n\n\"I'm a Centaur and we are used to a lot of exercise so going on a walk or a run through the forest is something that I like to do\" \n\n*She said this proudly, she had the body of a horse after all, so she had to do as much exercise as one*\n\n\"What about you? There's not many people that like to go this deep inside the forest, especially on a hot day like today\"" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"I don't really enjoy villages and towns and such, too many people for my liking... I can't say that I like the heat either in all honesty\"\n\n*Usually Jules would have all sorts of insulated clothing on her due to being in colder climates but today due to the heat she had most of the upper layers of her clothing neatly folded on the boulder in which she was sitting on earlier. Though having very little articles of clothing on, Jules couldn't help but still be hot which was more of an annoyance for her* \n\n\"I just don't know how some people bear the heat...\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Well, unless we had weather magic there's not much we could do about that\" \n\n*She giggled lightly, she was used to this kind of weather so she wasn't bothered, yet she always preferred it if there was a colder climate*\n\n\"It's better to be in places with more water or like this, in the forest where you can rest in the shadows of the trees\"\n\n*As she saw more birds just passing by, she hold onto Mask so he wouldn't go after them, he finally understood the message and decided to stay in the arms of his owner*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Yeah, at least there's the shade from the trees to shield us a bit\"\n\n*Jules let out a small chuckle as she thought about how worse it could be without the shade, she honestly was happy enough right now without the sun beating down on her so she hadn't much to complain about. She did wish it was a tad cooler but she already knew that there wasn't much she could do about it. Olive did bring up the whole weather magic thing so that did bring a thought to Jules mind with a small laugh with it as well.* \n\n\"Well I cant say tat I like whoever is controlling the weather of weather magic does exist\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Yeah, the shade is quite nice, definitely better that being in plain sunlight, I wish that I knew more about magic that could help\" \n\n*Olive always liked meeting new people so despite the trouble that her pet might cause, she was happy right now, the creature just glided down him her arms, and went to stand in front of Jules, sniffing in her direction a bit curious about her, but hesitating to get closer, Olive noticed this*\n\n\"Oh, he's curious about you, want to try and pet him? He tends to be a little shy though\"" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I'm working on learning more magic but for now, I'm good with just what I know and my bow and arrows\" \n\n*The ferret took a step back as she crotch down, as it saw her hand, it slowly moved towards her and sniffed her for a few seconds, the creature looked up at her and then just began licking her hand happily as it wagged it's tail*\n\n*She smiled seeing that her pet liked this new girl* \"I'm glad he likes you, I'm working on helping get used to new people, when I first found him, he was being chased by a hunter and his dog\" \n\n*She still remembered that day as if it was yesterday, it made her furious that some people wanted to hurt an innocent creature just for sport*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Well isn't he a lucky one then, being saved from the brink of death right on the nick of time\"\n\n*Jules chuckled a little as the little creature licked her hand, it was a funny feeling but definitely not a bad one. She had also reached over with her other hand and went to give the small creature a few scratches atop it's head, maybe it would enjoy those, Jules didn't exactly know. \n\n\"But yeah, good job with this little pet of yours, he seems to be a lot more friendly than he should be considering his background.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*The creature stopped licking her hand and nuzzled against the one that was on on top of his head, it definitely liked to be scratched behind his ears*\n\n\"Yeah, at the beginning, he was really shy, he's now more curious about everyone and everything, I swore that I would always protect him\" \n\n*Olive laid down nearby and just began cleaning some of her arrows that were a bit dirty, as well as her bow*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Well aren't you quite a mother then, swearing to protect this little guy and all\"\n\n*Jules had a warm smile as she looked to Olive as she spoke, she found it half amusing and half sweet that this centaur took in a little flying creature and basically tamed it. It was a nice story of sorts that Jules loved to hear about, she also was enjoying petting Mask, his fur was soft against her hand so quitting would be a bit of a challenge for her anyways.* \n\n\"Oh by the way, where did you find him? I've yet to see a creature like this before.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"I found him near my guild, he was so small, I supposed that he got separated from his family when it was being chased and I couldn't just leave him there, I guess I could be considered his adoptive mother seeing it that way\" \n\n*She smiled looking at her pet, the small ferret flew back next to her and nuzzled against one of her front legs, it was certain how he was attach to his owner*\n\n\"I took a while to even find what he was and I haven't seen more of his species yet\" *She lowered one of her hands and began petting Mask in the back of his head, the creature squeaked in happiness*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Oh yeah, if you don't mind me asking, what is he?\"\n\n*Seeing as Olive May have answers to this question, Jules found it best that she ask it, she was curious as to what Mask was after all. Besides, the little thing was undeniably adorable, she could barely keep up her usual not so great attitude with it around, she didn't realize this of course though* \n\n\"He is such an adorable critter, I can't see why anyone would want to harm his kind\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"According to some books that I read, he fits in the description of what it's called a 'dragon ferret', they're pretty rare and usually stay away from people\"\n\n*Olive reached into a pocket and took out what seemed to be a piece of dried meat, she gave it as a treat to Mask, who happily chewed on it*\n\n\"They're immune to fire and supposedly are able of breathing fire just like dragons but all I've seen come out of his mouth is smoke... I'm still not sure why\"" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia was mad, why? Well let's just say bad memories struck her again and she got news that her fucking brother was still shitting on her name inside the family and that he was taking her place behind her back. \nShe couldn't do anything about it, she wasn't allowed near the Vernimière's estate unless told otherwise. So there she was, in the woods near Salvainia.\n Her tattoos were pulsing irregularly and her iris glowed a bright blue. Her right arm hardened in stone, she was punching and kicking a tree with all her force, screaming and crying. Sometimes she turned completely to stone, it hurted her, but she didn't care, she was pissed and angry so she kept on going. Crimson was a few trees away, out of harm and looking sadly at Sofia*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules listened intently as Olive went on to describe the little creature, a dragon ferret it was called. It made sense calling creature that, it had wings like a dragon and the body of what Jules presumed was a ferret... She had to wonder what a normal ferret was like though. What really intrigued Jules though was that the little creature was immune to fire and could possibly breathe it... Though the news of mask only producing smoke did make it hard for either of them to see such a thing.*\n\n\"Maybe he'll be able to breathe fire in the future, can't say I'm too sure about if that's a solid statement though\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Yeah, I was thinking that maybe he'll do it when he's old enough to do so and he's just too young\" \n\n*Her ears twitched as she heard the sound of trees falling, somewhere away from their place and birds flying in the opposite direction of that sounds, trying to scape away from the place*\n\n\"Did you heard that?\" \n\n*She stood up, Mark also seemed agitated from that sounds, growling in the direction it came from as he opened up his wings*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"Hear what? No I didn't hear whatever it was...\"\n\n*Jules wasn't sure what the noice that Olive and Mask has heard, this of course didn't mean she didn't believe them though, especially when the little dragon ferret was on edge. With this sort of situation, Jules reached for and drew her sword just Incase things got hostile. She didn't exactly want to fight anything but if things came down to it she would. Jules also had the bright idea of approaching the area in which Mask was looking as well, this was caused mostly by curiosity of course... Hopefully things went well though.*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Mask, come here...\" \n\n*Mask flew up and got on her back, Olive began walking in the direction where the sound came from, preparing her bow and arrows to whatever they might find when they would get to the place in question*\n\n*As they arrived to the place Olive sees her friend, filled with rage and for her this looked like she was in pain, she slowly lowered her bow* \n\n\"...Sofia...?\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia was in rage, not able to control her emotions, she kept turning to stone after a few moments out, she wasn't able to calm down.*\n\"WHOEVER YOU ARE STAY AWAY FROM ME, LEAVE ME ALONE.\"\n*She screamed, in pain. She punched down another tree, panting and crying. She eventually collapsed and turned to stone, again. Crimson flew from his tree and landed on Sofia's back, pecking her, it was taking longer than usual for Sofia to turn back...*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules watched the stranger fall to the ground and turn to stone, this of course heavily confused her as she had no clue as to why it happened. The whole situation confused her in actuality and made many questions arise up, the biggest being \"Why was there a woman in the woods yelling and punching trees?\". Jules just didn't know and she wasn't going to be able to ask Seeing as the woman just turned to stone. She had noticed that Olive called out a name, one that Jules presumed was the woman's. She didn't know if they knew each other so she cast a nervous and confused gaze to Olive before speaking.*\n\n\"Do... You know her?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Olive nodded as she got closer to the woman that was turned into stone, putting her bow and the arrow away, Mask flew over to the mini griffin, trying to comfort him* \n\n\"She's one of my first and best friends... What happened to you?\"\n\n*She laid down next to the woman covered in stone, the last time she did this she turned back to normal by herself, so she didn't knew if there was any way of helping her right now other than waiting for her to return to normal and be here for her*" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia got off of Olive's embrace and looked at Olive's new friend.*\n''Hi, i'm sorry for the bad first impression, as you can imagine I am always like this and can't control myself.'' *She said the second part sarcastically.*\n*She stood up and whistled, Crimson flew on her back and let out a cute shriek trying to bite her cheeks and play with her*\n''Not now Crimson...''\n*She looked at Olive, confused*\n'' Why are you always close when something happens with me? It's quite unnerving me now...''" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules turned to face the stranger that was now free from Olives embrace, she heard all that she had said including the sarcastic bit... A bit that wasn't in Jules favorite kind of tone to say the least. She didn't let that bother her though, she was still recovering from the fact that she had just seen someone casually turn from a stone figure back to a person... She doesn't see those kind of things that often at all so it was a huge surprise to her*\n\n\"Well I'm sorry for being surprised at finding a stone figure that just happened to turn to a person\"\n\n*Jules delivered every word with an ounce of sarcasm, how could she not after having the same done to her? Well, Jules realized that it wasn't the nicest thing to do, but there wasn't much to do about it now that the words were said... She just hoped things didn't escalate too much*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She smiled at her friend, as her pet also returned to her, flying on to her back to lay down and observed around*\n\n\"I wasn't that close when this happened, but Mask and I heard you and decided to come investigate what was going on, I'm not a religious girl, but maybe something out there wants me to take care of you\"\n\n*Olive sighed as she heard about the stone, lowering her ears lightly, as she played with the dirk with one of her front hooves to kinda distract herself from thinking about what happened, she really wanted to help Sofia control that*\n\n\"Yeah, we have to really work on that so it doesn't happen anymore\"" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Doesn't look good...\" \n\n*Olive was really worried about her, she knew that Sofia usually coughed up some blood when this happens but not as much as throwing up, she got closer to her friend patting her back light as she reached into a pocket and offered her a small towel so she could clean her mouth after she was done*\n\n\"Don't you want to go with a healer or something similar? Throwing up blood is not normal...\"\n\n*She would also offer to carry her if it was needed since she didn't have trouble with that, she looked back at Jules with her ears lowered kinda looking for help to convince Sofia to go with a healer*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "\"Thanks for the towel. I'm good, It's normal... Stone fills my lung when I get angry after all...\"\n*She was pale, very pale, like snow white pale. She sat down on the ground* \n\"I'm good now! Want to do something, let's forget all this, everything will be fine. How's your day?\"\n*She talked fast, smiling and laughing nervously.*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules had finally regained her composure... Sort of. She was still a little shaky but that was slowly subsiding as she came to realize that no one was dying quite yet, well thats what she hoped at least. She just was still processing this all, she came upon a person of stone that had quickly turned to a sickly looking person... How was Jules supposed to be calm in this kind of situation? She wasn't one to drink but she felt like there was going to be a need to later. This was when she finally decided to speak up as well*\n\"I might just be overreating... But what the *Hell* Was that all?!\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Are you sure that you feel good? You're really pale... I can always carry you if you feel dizzy or just don't want to walk...\"\n\n*She really wanted to help her, with how she looked, she didn't want to just forget about this whole thing, she sighed at what Jules said turning her head to her*\n\n\"Her powers are... Hard to handle... It's hard to explain it but... It always hurt her when that cocoon appears...\" \n\n*The centaur was trying to be as careful as possible with her words since she didn't want to get Sofia angry again*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*She stopped smiling and started looking at the ground, kicking dirt around.*\n\"No they aren't hard to handle, I can handle them just fine, if Im not angry that is... Its just hard to not be angry recently\"\n*She said that last part under her breath. She looked at Jules, she was confused and she knew why.*\n\"I'm sorry about all that, I'm a Macen all the ordinary, I'm just a stone magic user and cursed by my family because I fucked up and they are stupid, ex-bodyguard... Blah blah blah, its probably not important, do you have questions?\"" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "\"No, not really\"\n*Jules had made her way a bit closer to the two others, she had calmed down now and was finally able to at least converse normally now that she had gotten over the whole turn to stone then cough up blood thing. She also had very few questions for the other, well those that weren't formalities like asking for names and such. Jules did plan on asking for the other's name though as it was best she had something to call the other then just \"You\" Or similar things*\n\"I'm Jules by the way, may I ask who you are?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Sorry... Just wanted to help\"\n\n*She just wanted to help explaining a bit, now realized that she didn't do a very good job, she was still worried so she laid down by Sofia's side just watching her from time to time*\n\n*While they talked, she pulled out from a pocket of her arrow quiver a couple pieces of what looked like dried meat, offering one to her pet and one for Crimson*" } ]

[ { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Crimson flew to Olive and gladly took the dried meat piece from her hands, letting out a cute shriek.*\n''Sorry, I'm Sofia Vernimières. Olive's friend and partner in the New Sunlight guild.''\n*She looked at Olive with a sorry face.*\n''I di- didn't mean to make you sad, ehm... Sorry, im quite not inpatient these days''" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules nodded in acknowledgement when Sofia gave her name, not commenting further as to not interrupt Sofia when she started talking to Olive. Instead, purely because she was just a little bored, she drew her sword and started to inspect it's edge with her thumb to make sure that it was good to go... She didn't want to sharpen it in all honesty because that was just a lengthy process that easilly made her even more bored than she was now*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Mask just happily took his treat, making a small squeak and laying down as he nibbling it light, after watching him for a second, the centaur gave her friend a gentle smile*\n\n \"It's alright, I just didn't knew what words I should use to describe what you're magic was doing, I should've just left that to you\"\n\n*She didn't want to get her friend sad or angry after all, since she suspected that for her to get as angry as she was, something really bad must've happened*" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "*Sofia smiled at the two girls.*\n''Well this is boring now, wanna head back to town and grab a beer or ten?''\n*She was already on her way to town and still looked very pale.*" } ]

[ { "author": "neolathotep", "message": "*Akai walks to the nearest tree*\"Wow this place is fun\"\n\n*Akai carves a symbol into the tree*\"Now our territory expands soon we will make this worthless area into a large slave outpost\"" }, { "author": "makowastaken", "message": "\"I know my beers better than my friends!\" *She stopped walking for a second and said in a sad low tone* \" I have a problem...\" *She just turned around and started walking again.* \"Just follow me we're going to the Melting Maple! The beer is exquisite there, they put maple syrup in the dribks or they brew it with maple syrup, I don't know but its so fucking good\"\n*It almost seemed like all the frustration was gone, she was smiling and walking happily in direction of the nearby town.*" }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*Jules knew that she herself wasn't that much of a heavy drinker, she never really was either, but seeing as it may be a good way to get to know these two, she continued to follow Sofia. Maybe this all will turn out splendid, but by the fact that alcohol is involved... Jules really doubted that*\n\"Well that's definitely an interesting way to serve a drink... Can't say I'm really against it though\"" } ]

[ { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Cradled a meager youths four foot body nested within the crook of a trees' outstretched length a playful stray leg idly swayed toward the beat of his clacking orangish fingers' playing across the twiggy instruments body; a delightful little smile splayed upon the youths' gaunt cheeks contrasting a trickle of orange cutting across skin which no longer shone vibrant splashes of pinks or reds' no longer bolstering life within its' unending snow white sea. Frisky the youths' head danced a merry jig along with its' merry romp against the drizzling rain which begun to spring from the looming grey clouds which loomed amidst where the young flora crowned prince whistled an alluring tune its' tune infections with the faded memories of merriment his ears' submerged within their tired memory... A memory which none would recount ever ocuring fore they whom had witnessed it were likely no longer with the living only a faded candle bolstering his orangeish light would shed upon tales of merriment and woe from the sea of the deceased. \n\nShunned the youths' horrendous scars which were beheld for all wove a horrendous misdeed which had ended his life abruptly ages ago, etched into his skin made to forever be a part of his body upon the day he breathed life once more. Despite what hardships the youth had trudged through by the hands' of his own kin... Humans' the ones he believed were his flock the sheep he was meant to feel safe near bore not but irksome feelings toward the exuberant youth whom simply yearned for companionship feeling hopelessly lost within the writhing sea of time itself sweeping boy with cascading pallid locks a tumultuous distance from the land he had once rested within. A place he wished to revisit by emitting a tune which crept from another's' instrument attempting to caress his ears and ease them within their vibrant melody; distant a memory of lost love someone whom he had\n\nOnce looked up to throughout his early childhood believing he could carelessly toss his very life within their hands.\n\nWinding down the youths' fingers began to slow nearing the melodies climax, little was the boy aware his musical notes had been breadcrumbs which led a mousey individual near his isolated canopy seeking shelter from a mob he was nearly certain had come to banish the 'holy abomination'. Something within the youths' own beliefs he began to think was some sort of blessing from the earthen mother to aid him within his selfless quest which lay riddled with uncertainty. Caught within his own melody the boys' head nearly turned toward where he believed the melody sung from, his eyes' sparkling with a dim grey light expecting to see his blonde braided locks standing below where he sat bearing an reassuring smile toward the lad... Yet what his eyes' cracked open to wasn't the land where his memories had been privy toward countless days' whittling them away with frivolous play. Dampening his spirits' the youths' smile nearly deflated realizing it was only in his head that he had felt he was within his parents' fields; yet another noise caught within his ears making the boys' heart nearly skip a beat along with his head which jolted up flashing a gleeful smile his voice singing out what his heart desired. \n\n\"Claes!? T'would that be thine blundering oafish steps tearing upon thee dirt that mine ears doth bask within thee splendor of hearing...?\" Dainty a faint voice which sounded as though it would be carried against the wind its' source didn't seem to come from the lips which carried out their anxious melody, cracking\n\nThrough tears of amber began to sweep across his trembling smile anxious to see the one he called Claes; for his memories were riddled with uncertain doubts their relationship hadn't kept healthy through the years since his parting. \"...It t;would be a boon upon mine ears to grace a tune of merriment f-fore it has been ages! N-Nay decades Claes... Since we last spun notes betwixt thee flutes which create such bliss.\" Throwing his arms up to exaggerate his point the youth seemed lively within his gestures exaggerating just how long it had been since he and Claes had played their wooden fifes together, little did the ancient boy quite realize whom his ears' had heard betwixt the dribbling rain was naught he whom taught him the gleeful melody that however wouldn't cease the youths pleasantly hopeful smile believing within the words he spoke, listening toward the melody of his emotions and not logic itself." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*This young elf knew not of an individual named Claes, nor was she said individual. She had neared close enough to see the player behind the fife and she was surprised to see it twas a young man, no older than herself... She had also seen the amber that made up small swaths upon the boy's body, an odd sight but one she hadn't really cared for. There she had stood, not too far that she couldn't be seen, but not close enough that she could be seen well either for getting closer would be a fools move and she was no fool. Had she not have her green cloak as her attire, it would have been far easier to see her pale feature upon the gloominess of the forest, but though she may have been fair skinned and bright... She carried her own gloom with her upon her shoulders. She had heard the boy calling out this person's name, a person she hadn't ever met but one that she could assume was the others friend; she had but only one friend, it hadn't ever left her side ever since she had fashioned it out of foraged materials... To place her friendship in such an object as a staff was a sad thing, but she had nothing else nor no one else with her.*\n\n*She had known that it was only she and the boy were the only two there, and though she knew that she wasn't Claes, she sought it best that she didn't stand there and let this confusion stand. She had to tell this boy that she wasn't the one that he was thinking of, she had to use her voice to convey that she was the nobody that had stumbled upon him... She had to talk for the first time in what seemed like forever, and with these words was information that was no doubt going to disappoint this odd boy. She had noticed his odd dialect, she had seen the amber that made up his arms, she had realized that this boy wasn't normal... Yet neither was she. She was a young maiden of only twenty, someone expected to have a light and twinkle within her eyes, a hope for the future to come... But there were only two pits of sadness that were her pupils. There was no smile upon her face either, there hadn't been one for years and there was a a near nothing chance that a smile would ever appear upon her lips, especially on a rainy day like this. She was dead but also alive, she had very little to live for but she still breathed, she had been to hell and yet here she stood in the middle of these wilds, unscathed and unscarred on the outside... But heavily damaged on the inside. She sought it best that she made it known that she wasn't this Claes person before she took her leave, she'd rather remain an unknown nobody than become the person that wasn't who another was looking for, and with that she spoke up.*\n\"I am sorry... But I am nought the one you speak of for I do not have such a name or such ties with you. I am but only a nobody whom shall remain nameless, lest I bring hardship upon yourself\"\n\n*Her voice was as soft as a gentle summer breeze, but it was filled with such sadness and melancholy that it would be fitting best for a loved one's funeral instead of an encounter in the wilds. Once again, she had no reason to portray joy because in doing so would be her lying to herself, she had but only a soul of sadness and pain that caused her to dislike others. Maybe she could abandon those ways, but such a task wasn't something she could do on her own... For it would be like climbing a mountain without any legs, it was simply impossible for her to do on her own which only saddened her more.*\n\"I mustn't waste your time any further... I'll take me leave now\"\n\n*And with that, she started to turn away*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Sprightly brimming with a vibrant grin splayed across his face he could hardly hold his eager body aback; not giving his mind a moment to even suspect that perhaps his conclusion had been wrong it wasn't Claes here to twine their melodies' together bringing back long lost memories. Caught in-between feeling nervous to see his dear 'friends' blonde locks shimmer against the wet dew which trailed against his bleached white hair, no longer certain if they still cared or only if they would pretend to still adore the freak of nature his body had degraded into toward young Fithora it was a battle he ever fought attempting to accept whom looked at him through the mirror no longer did his eyes' burn with a soft blue his hair shimmering a gorgeous golden blonde a color drained from his hair since the day he felt life's gentle touch. Without reason without sense the youths' sparkling eyes' urged his hands to propel his body from where he rested sailing his body down upon the grass where a slight \"Unf!\" Erupted from his lungs not a single second went wasted his toes began to pick up running wildly forward reaching out his arms out anxious to see Claes's form tower over his own a reassuring simper forming against his lips as he watched the lads' body propel forward a delightful chuckle erupted from the boys' lungs whilst streaks of orange washed against a corpse which longed to reunite with the ones he cherished granting little chance for whom actually romped through the wood to show himself.\n\nFoolish for the youth to toss himself into the fray if he weren't cautious the very life he lived now could very well be torn away from those eager outstretched arms; wishing beyond doubt that the world still shone brighter than the dreary day he found pouring against his matted locks of hair nearly did his body prepare to pounce upon Clease filled\n\nWith jubilant beliefs that his song did indeed reunite him with his friend. Ramming his body into hers' he barely saw a flicker of blonde hair within his eyes' he nearly believed it was him seeming to playfully push against her body his voice booming through the wood. Though the boys' stout form only reached her lower waist\"Hark, a laf one whom I doth not believe t'would be here... It tis you mine dearest of kin t'was a jewel which had been l-l-lost o' wherefore had you left. I-I doth thought... You left thee bumblefoot long behind dear oaf.\" Pressing his cheek against her hip the youth caught up within his emotions hadn't realized his folly quite yet his eyes' locked shut whilst sparkling orange tears flowed against the boys' boney cheeks pouncing nicknames they shared between one another it appeared Claes called this lad 'bumblefoot'. \"F-fore I nearly doth believed y-your pedals hath wilted... I-I twas' most worried that I t-t'would be lost without naught of mine kin still pressing their toes upon thee grass i-it was most harrowing to feel alone. Hitherto this day you shall stay led upon m-mine melodies strings.\"\n\nRelief rippled through the boys' lungs believing he had discovered a person within a world which felt ever so lonely not a single soul there to ease the boys' troubled mind; being left without a single memory upon where his friend had gone it felt nearly as though he had been forgotten by all a distant memory ever fading within the ceaseless cascade of time. Blubbering sobs erupted from the youth whom had clasped himself upon the stranger only once her voice began to dance within his ears' would his cheeks begin to glow a vibrant mellow orange; shutters which lazily opened wishing to deny what truth began to unfold within his mind would shy\n\nAway from her slipping his form free from someone he knew little of reeling his arms against his chest the boys' head shyed away from hers' his embarrassed tongue flopping about in utter dismay \"T-tis naught... Oh I doth... Graced mine arms upon a-a stranger. T-twas the tresses which grace to and froe... S-so familliar a laf I doth harkened toward Claes's own h-hair.\" Awkwardly rubbing his hands together he felt embarrassed embracing a stranger with such fervent affection. Bashfully looking up toward her his face laced with utter befuddlement he understood not what she spoke of and instead felt it was his own fault \"N-nay I understand thine wishes... I-I doth seem to be a most ill creature bashing mine form against thine own. It t'was a mistake naught even a empty headed bafoon t'would enact.\" Near where she stood a stifling scent of tree sap could be smelled radiating off of his solid rather rigid body, for once she felt his touch it carried no warmth his skin felt as though touching a stone. If one were to look upon his amber encrusted wound all they would see was bone. However not a trace of innards his chest seemed hollow and yet he still breathed, still lived twiddling his thin flute between his fingers." }, { "author": "ryromancer", "message": "*She had expected to be disregarded when she had turned, to be ignored, to be cast off... But she was almost taken down by an unnoticed force, one smelling of the earth and giving the feeling of a cold stone on a winters day. She had not expected this stranger to dash after her and embrace her as if she was known, she had not expected this cold person to near her at all or even give her such a hug that was for a close friend... Not an unknown person such as herself. She had stumbled from the impact, though it only took a firm step for her to regain stability, she had gone blank up until this young man had released her from his teary embrace. She still had yet a clue on this Claes person yet it was obvious that they were important to this young stranger... Sadly she wasn't said person, she wasn't ever going to be important to anyone and she knew that. The words that had spilled from the other had been noticed by her and she heard how he spoke so ill about himself, as if he was an unholy monster that a hero would be sent to slay... Yet when she had turned to get a better look of this stranger, she saw not a monster, she saw not an ill creature, what she saw was a person whom had made a mistake. She couldn't dare say that she liked the sudden embrace as hindsight came to fruition, but in the moment of that cursed embrace... She had felt a warmth despite the coldness that made up this boy. Dispite how much she had a hate, a fear of others, something that fostered ill will at the sight of someone else... She couldn't find it within herself to hate or fear or hold ill will against this stranger, she could see that he wasn't a normal person... She could see through the amber that made up part of him and she could see bone, she could see the lack of entrails that this stranger had... But she didn't run or scream, she had no fear at this moment despite what stood before her.*\n\n*She stood there, her staff within the grasp of the soft skin of her palm, her gaze cast upon the strange boy with a look of understanding, not of disgust nor fear or hate like it would have if it were someone else. A million thoughts ran through her mind as she thought of what she should do, should she go? She had said she would. She needed to do something but nothing came to mind, her mind was blank and from this void came words that bypassed her mind and spilled out of her in a costant and even tone, a tone of softness and understanding that she had yet to ever use.*\n\"I see no ill creature before me, I only see a young man whom was excited to lay eyes upon someone they know. You have no need to apologize for such a thing for it is my fault for intruding upon your playing of your instrument after all\"\n\n*There was nothing that would make her think that this wasn't her fault, she was the one that approached the source of the music after all. There was one thing though that continued to pound on her mind after she spoke though, she had just one more thing that she wanted to tell this boy before she changed her mind and eneded up fleeing like she usually would... But in doing what she wanted this time around now that she was thinking about it became evermore difficult, saying these words that she wanted to was slowly equating itself to pushing a boulder up hill, she was but only a meek elf after all. Somehow though, by luck or just determination, she had found her voice and began to speak once again.*\n\"I am not Claes for I am Lyva... I am sorry that I am not the one that you held with such high regard. I do wish you best regards in finding those who you search for though...\"\n\n*And just like last time, a look of utter saddness washed over Lyva as she flipped the hood of her cloak over her head, thus concealing her bright blonde hair, before turning once again from the boy. She had hesitated on taking her first step away though, it had been forever since she had spoken to another and something within her very being was telling her to stay... But she feared what would come if she were to stay around this boy... She had no hate though, for it was only fear etched deep into her heart that governed her actions like so*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Intertwined golden fingers laced across its' thin worn shaft; a faded old oaken fife wrapped in the very same tattered cloth he draped upon across his torso a futile effort to obscure what wounds shone naked toward the living world etching the lads' woeful tale into his very body. Drooping as the flowers upon his head the youths once endearing smile washed away with the downpour of the coming storm which splattered its' form upon all whom were present against its' gradual build eventually drenching the lad without a hood draping his wet bangs' over eyes' which simply glowed through the faded locks of hair. Draping down as though curtains as the lad bowed his head baring his gaze upon a etched scribble upon the wooden instruments' form may seem as though mere scribbled scrawls something not written within the English tongue his effervescent light seemed to dull feeling shame riddle against his bones' erupting a rude pronounced sniffle. \n\nGracing his arms upon a stranger was unacceptable behavior something he was all too certain his ears would garner a lashing from the stranger such lively touch was meant only for those he loved... For the people where his body had learned and grown throughout those pleasant years within a village strewn across little humps of green a place where he would gladly pounce upon all and any\n\nBecoming loved by many within his home to feel such earnest feeling stripped and torn away from his bones just as his entrails had been left the boy destitute. Uncertain of just whom he were to trust... For those he could be able to adore and share this world with it was something his fingers which clutched upon the wooden instrument sought within life. Yet he felt a lump begin to press against his throats' walls leaving his body strained worried she would treat him as many had before treating him as though he weren't human, but a unholy blight upon their perfect world tightening his throat the lad braced himself for a hand to graze across his head tossing him against the muddied earth. \n\nContrasting the lashings' of an unsympthetic individual his whole body tensed locking into a tight ball of nerves only to hear a gentle voice as silky as butter melt into his ears bringing the youths' bright golden cheeks to peak up toward her; his face locked in astonishment he hadn't expected her to forgive his actions' \"N-nay... You doth not raise a hand to cause leave welts upon mine b-body...? T-tis a plump boon... Which only s-swells mine stomach with feelings of ghlee. I-I understand naught why you t'would f-forgive such... Sudden gestures meant to show..\" Tucking his head away the boys' feet began to\n\nWiggle within the dirt seeming a tad bashful upon his rather passionate embrace she was truthfully lucky she hadn't fallen over into the wettened earth below which was likely the scrappy boys' intent. Pursing his lips awkwardly the boy struggled to speak any other words' feeling flustered after his impolite gestures \"...N-nay you have naught to forgive the tender taunt of a melody t-tis a-a difficult allure. W-why I t'would daresay thee words you speak f-flatter me... I doth naught believe mine melody t'would be worthy of ones feet to be ensnared upon its' notes.\" The youth insisted feeling a sense of warmth wash within him her words began to ease him, making the boy comfortable enough to attempt and break the discomfort with a little humor. \"W-why you're words of mending are as blundering as mine fattened tongue... I-I doth wrestle with tis a fat plump hog of a beast. I shal wrestle till it tis tamed toward a s-smooth flow!\" Crossing his eyes' the boy pretended he was wrestling with his tongue visually sticking it out to playfully twist it about a passionate visual display, enjoying something else he could concentrate his mind upon instead of his current blunder doing his utmost to reassure it wasn't in the slightest her fault. \n\nAlthough his efforts were admirable it would bear little fruit as the boy foolishly continued to wrestle about with\n\nHis tongue; eventually slipping it back into its' cavern the boy was dissuaded not hearing a single chuckle from the despondent person standing before where he stood. Surreal the youths' empathetic senses were something many had noticed throughout his life he could practically feel her sorrow rub upon his bones gazing deep into empty eyes' which seemed as lifeless as his own grey which bore no pupils its' energy seemed to radiate within the boys' own his playful smile faded as his own eyes' seemed to droop staring intently into her gaze till she tore them away from his own. \"Tis naught thee matter... I doth care little if thine tittle is Clease or name of an ill impish fiend. A-as mine mother doth sung tis a hard sought dawning of thee sun to find a wilting bloom; t'would ones careful hand raise its' head...\" Squinting his eyes' for a mere moment the boy tried to wrap his tongue around some of his mothers' wisdom he struggled to remember the exact words, but pressed ever forward \"...Only then would thee see its' rare vibrant bloom... I-I doth caused thee to wilt w-with mine being. I am a mere shepherds son mine mother t'would whack mine head if I doth naught caress the wilted bloom. M-mine title tis Fithora of thee Kitalos clan and I shant let thee name fall toward decay.\" Passionate the youth began to awkwardly stumble after her et upon helping her fore he felt he had caused her to 'wilt' leaving her upset little\n\nDid he know the roots of her sorrow ran deeper than he ever imagined; burying his head against his arm as his toes splatted against the wettened earth attempting to rid of his own sorrows which brimmed from his eyes' truthfully he hadn't met someone so forgiving within the world he found himself within... There was more than honor which made his feet bound along near her own it was a stiffiling sense of loneliness for he doubted he'd find the ones he sought simply muttering. \"...T-t'would be a joy to see mine mother or mayhaps Claese upon those hills once more, b-but her heart t'would likely stop to see mine... Wilted state of naught but decay.\" Sociable in truth the youth could talk on end for hours to come without an end in sight if he let his tongue loose upon this unsuspecting stranger not quite directly asking what plighted her." } ]

[ { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan arrived at the wilds besides his horse. He alternates between riding and walking to preserve his horse's stamina.\n\nHe surveyed the forest from afar to see how dense the vegetation is, and whether he could take his horse inside and still be maneuver able." }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "The vegetation around the area was not dense, rather, the vegetation could be considered scant if one was expecting something akin to that of a rainforest. It was a rather average forest generally. There would be no trouble with trekking on the horse if needed. \n\nAfter a short walk, Sirdan would come across remains of a campfire of sorts, with tents pitched nearby. It'd seem that there was no one around at the moment, with all of the tents seemingly empty." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan trekked through the forest slowly, laying low on his horse so his own stealth field would suppresses the noise and visibility of him and his horse magically. He occasionally sat up, surveying the area around him.\n\nHe secured the sword on his belt and brought out his kite shield, strapping it securely, before dismounting and checking the camp, keeping his situational awareness.\n\n\"Horsie, neigh loud if you smell or see anything funny.\" He ordered. Animal speech is a useful ability." }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "The horse would nod, understanding the man's words, such was a gift by the Gods to the Steppe Elves. The surroundings remained quiet. There was nothing out of usual or anything eye-catching. It would really seem like there was no one around at the moment. \n\nThe tents consisted of daily necessities. Toiletries, dirty clothes, spare change of clothes, and the like. There was nothing out of the norm. Whoever these people were, they even brought kitchen utensils. As Sirdan was checking in one of the tents, the horse would suddenly began to neigh..!" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan drew his sword and readied his shield, looking around his surrounding, but first toward the direction the horse is neighing at - It is usually an accurate way to determine where the enemy was..\n\nHe looks alert." }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "The bushes would visibly rustle as from it emerged a black-haired macen holding a blade. \n\n\"..Who? \" The macen stared at Sirdan, visibly confused. The man readied his blade, prepared to fight if needed. The bush the man emerged from would begin rustling again.. \n\n\" I TOLD YOU TO WAIT, LARK! \" A red-haired macen female with ponytails would appear, smacking the black-haired macen in the head before she finally noticed Sirdan. \n\n\" Huh..? Who the hell?! \" She was equipped with a bow and a quiver with a few arrows." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan backed off to his second most prized possession - namely his horse, and raised his shield just in case.\n\n\"SIrdan, I am here to seek someone in the forest. And you?\"\n\nRevealing his purpose might be dangerous, but it might also tempt them into a pre-mature attack..\n\nHe surveyed their weapons, shield and armour, to determine his chance of winning." }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "The girl would take a step forward, pushing the man aside. \n\n\" Name's Rouge. We're living in this forest temporarily. So? Who are you looking for? \" Her question was rather direct. Naturally, the boy behind her still gripped his blade with caution in case Sirdan were to act. Rouge would examine Sirdan thoroughly, looking at his equipment and at his horse. She'd immediately notice the distinct Elf ears, and seeing as he was working with an animal, she deduced that the man was a Steppe Elf, though, it was just a suspicion and nothing was confirmed." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "The steppe elf looked sized the two individuals, considering his option. The elf himself was equipped with a decent sallet and breastplate. Not the best gear by all means, but decent still.\n\n\"I am looking for a werewolf and his follower.\"\n\n*Oh boy*" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" ..Another one, huh? \" She glared at Sirdan before reaching for her bow and arrow. \n\n\" We've driven off many people like you. I already said that there's no werewolf here..! \" She readied her bow, aiming it at Sirdan as Lark stepped in front of Rouge, preparing for a fight as well. \n\n\" Isolating us in this forest because you guys think there's a werewolf and some sort of follower amongst us.. Who are you trying to kid?! \" She screamed." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*\"It's on\"* He thought to himself. They've drew weapon on him. Werewolf or not, it is time for some MURDERHOBOing.\n\nSirdan immediately raised his shield to defend himself, covering the unarmoured part of his body, and shifted it whenever she shifted the bow - She cannot hold it forever, not unless it is a magical bow like his.\n\nHis sword were hidden behind his shield, and he cast **Pink steel strike** Upon himself, his body glowing pink as he did so.\n\n\"I need you two to drop your weapon and come back with me to New Sunlight. Peacefully.\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Magic, is it..?! We've got our own mage..! \" Rouge glared before she shot forth the first arrow towards Sirdan. It'd naturally hit the shield, but following right behind the arrow was Lark who instantly closed the distance as he swung his sword down at the shield, attempting to push Sirdan to the floor, competing with him in strength. \n\nThe rustling of the bushes could be heard once more, \" What's happening.. Rouge..? \" A voice of a girl could be heard.." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Shit, a three versus one*\n\n*Sirdan was confident that Lark was, well, probably not as strong...\n\nHe swung out the shield toward him, using his pink steel strike - plus his supernatural strength and speed, to whack Lark off balance. He followed up immediately, with another cast of pink steel strike, cutting diagonally at his arm, with the strength of five sword behind his swing.*\n\n\"CEASE FIGHTING NOW.\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "Lark would get whacked off balance as he fell to the ground. With Sirdan's strength, it was relatively easy to best Lark. Though, as soon as he tried cutting diagonally at Lark's arm... A fireball would get hurled towards Sirdan. It'd seemingly be from the blonde girl that had just arrived. She possessed pointy ears, like Sirdan, a distinct trait of the elves. \n\nRouge quickly readied her bow once more as she shifted positions, running in a circle to get the side of Sirdan as she fired another arrow. The fireball coming from the front, and an arrow from the side." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Shit. A three versus one. And a fireball too..*\n\nSirdan aborted the attempt to attack Lark, choosing to reposition himself and back off, holding up the shield to block the fireball, and then turned the now slowly burning shield toward Rouge as she moved toward his side. \n\n*Fuck. I'm in trouble.*\n\n*They might be innocent, but now they're guilty of attacking me.*\n\n*He charged toward Rouge, charging up another pink steel strike. No mercy this time. He hoped to finish her off in a single strike... By cutting diagonally at her torso.*" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "Rouge noticed this, would murmur something under her breath, \" *Fleet Foot..!* \" She then attempted to outrun the Steppe Elf as she ran towards the mage. Lark who was on the floor would take his sword as he threw it at the unaware Sirdan.\n\n\" **This is why barbaric Steppe Elves who can't even hold a conversation are trouble...!** \" The blonde mage exclaimed before pointing her index finger at Sirdan, \" *Electric Bolt..!* \" Her hand would cackle with yellow energy before they focused on the fingertip as the war-arrow sized electric bolt emerged, flying towards Sirdan." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan had a feeling that in fact, he is not going to be able to overwhelm these three person anytime soon.\n\nHe raised his own shield to block the electric bolt again, before feeling something strike his back. The sword wasn't exactly an effective throwing weapon, but it still left a nasty cut on his butt after bouncing off his breastplate.\n\n\"...Hey! You shot out the first arrow!\"\n\nSirdan decided to perform a tactical retreat toward his horse, so that all of his opponents were in a line in front of him, enabling him to use his shield to block any attacks.\n\nClearly, this is too much. He is not strong enough to overwhelm the three individuals alone and claim his reward...\n\n\"I'm here for the bloody werewolf, not you!\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "The blonde elf, upon hearing Sirdan's words would slowly turn her head to glare at the archer. \" **..Rouge..** I already told you that we can't drive off people with physical force! \" \n\n\" I-.. I only readied my bow! **HE** Attacked first..! \" Rouge pointed at Sirdan. Meanwhile, Lark would get back on his feet as he looked to Sirdan. He was otherwise without a weapon now with his blade thrown. \n\nThe mage and the archer would begin arguing before the bushes began rustling once more. \n\n\" **Enough.** \" A rather tall and bulky macen with grey hair would emerge from the bushes as he split both Rouge and the nameless Elf away from each other. \n\nThe man then looked to Sirdan. \" There's no '**Werewolf**' here. Go back. \" He scowled." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan looked around, stepping on the sword and kicking it toward his horse. It neighed in alarm as Sirdan moved there.\n\n\"The... I was told to investigate a werewolf and his follower. What is this ruckus about?\"\n\nHe asked, catching up on his breath as he recovered from the adrenaline rush" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" You're from that New Sunlight Guild or whatever, huh? There've been many like you that came but like we already said, there is no werewolf here, and what follower? The nonsense that Guild spouts is appalling. If you don't believe it, you can stay with us and investigate for today, I doubt you'd find anything though. \"The grey-haired man would respond, it'd seem that he was in charge of the group. The elf, Rouge and Lark would all gather behind the man." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Then... I keep hearing rumour of a murderous werewolf and his follower. I know I shouldn't question someone living in a forest, but just exactly what the hell is going on?\"\n\nHe felt obliged to ask - He don't feel safe enough to stay with them and potentially never come back, with his throat slit in middle of the night." }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Like you said, it's simply a rumour. We've been staying here for days and nothing has happened to us. —Or rather, we were isolated here since a certain someone believes that there's a werewolf follower amongst us.. How ridiculous. \" The grey-haired man sighed. \n\n\" Oiii! Laaaang...! \" Yet another man would appear, one with black hair, similar to Lark but slightly shorter in stature. He seemed to be a rather cheerful man. \n\n\" Jeez. Leaving me alone? We were supposed to collect wate— \" He paused as he stared at Sirdan. \n\n\" Who?? \" He seemed visibly confused as the elf mage tapped his shoulder, filling him in quietly. \n\nIt'd seem that the grey-haired man was called 'Lang'." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"And how could I resolve that situation? I could take you back to the guild, but of course that is not an option you all trust, I presume, even though the guild has a good reputation.\"\n\nHe looked at the Genki boy. Five versus one. This is getting worse and worse.\n\n\"If you could help me figure out how to explain this... So called werewolf thing, it'd be better for both of us. You won't be bothered by the guild anymore, and I finish my job.\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" ..And how exactly do you want us to help you figure out about something that doesn't exist? \" Lang glared down at Sirdan, seemingly annoyed by the man's persistence. \n\n\" If you want to find out about it so much, simply stay and you'll find out that there's nothing in these woods. There's nothing else we can do. We've been isolated as the people believes that there's a werewolf follower amongst us. We're all travellers and simply visited New Salvainia at a time where apparently a 'werewolf' was loose. Though, I highly doubt that the 'werewolf' actually exists. It's probably you folks being paranoid; not the first time. \" He huffed. \n\n\" We were all strangers prior to this isolation. So none of us really know anything about each other than the necessary information like names. So I won't say that the chance of there being a werewolf follower amongst us is zero, but I highly doubt so. \"\n\nThe high elf behind then spoke up, \" I heard tonight's a full moon.. Apparently werewolves get agitated during such a night. So I believe that if there truly is a werewolf around these parts, it'd be active tonight.. \"" } ]

[ { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"All strangers... Well. I suppose it won't hurt for me to stay around a bit and just observe.\" Sirdan said, even though he felt very, very uneasy about this.\n\nWhat season was it again? His weather knowledge weren't exactly up to par, though he knew the moon rise somewhere... In the midday, not too visible. Perhaps somewhere around five, or six, or seven?\n\n\"That's a good suggestion - I'll stay around till dawn. It would be appropriate to introduce myself. My name's Sirdan, a steppe elf from Selnari Khanate.\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Well, just take it easy till night falls. \" Lark told the Steppe Elf as he went to pick up his sword, sheathing it once more. \n\n\" Well, I suppose I should introduce everyone? Well, that grey-haired man there is Lang, sort of the leader of the group. The red-head is Rouge, the blonde is Mia, that other black-haired macen is Butch and I'm Lark. Pleased to meet ya'~ \" He introduced everyone briefly. \n\nThe others simply scrutinized Sirdan for a short while before dispersing. \n\n\" We all do our own stuff here, and only gather back for breakfast, lunch and dinner. You can do the same. Do you have your own tent? \"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Damn. I guess starting an introduction with a life-or-death fight really make you unpopular, does it?\" Sirdan joked, sheathing his own sword and unstrapping his shield after.\n\nHe walked over to his horse, taking out his wilderness camping gear, and set up a tent of his own,\"All of them already dispersed. Say, how come you cannot enter the city limit or go beyond the forest?\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Hm.. Well, we were isolated here unwillingly. They pushed us into this forest saying that there's a follower of the killer werewolf that has been rampaging about.. How ridiculous! False charges, I say! We were basically accused! \" Lark seemed rather agitated. \n\n\" I have waaaay more better things to do but if we try to exit the forest, they threatened to kill us... \" He sighed." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"And who is the they that pushed you into here?\" *Something seemed off. Where did everyone disperse to? Getting their daily necessities? Where'd they buy their things?*" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Huh? The Salvain Empire, of course. They forcefully asked us to pack our stuff and come to this forest.. How unreasonable. Well, we're all travellers though, so we're all prepared for camping outdoors.. It's been a few days since then.. I wonder when are they planning to let us out..? \" He sighed." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"So, imperial soldiers. Not the Guild, and the guild has been hired to deal with this on their behalf. How troublesome. It would be easier to deal with if it was just the guild instead of these... Bureaucrats.\"\n\n*He scratched his head wondering how to get them out of this pickle.*\n\n\"It'd be easier to resolve if there were actual werewolf to be caught, but that's not something I could really count on.\"" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "\" Well.. You'd simply have to wait and see. We personally don't believe that there's a werewolf running amuck since all of us are still fine despite staying here for days.. But there definitely has been cases of people getting eaten by something similar to that of a wolf. We speculate that it might just be a normal wolf and not a werewolf— but who knows what the people are thinking? \" Lark sighed. \n\n\" Anyways, wait till night fall! If nothing happens, you can go report back to the Guild that there was no werewolf and we'd all be happy. \" He smiled." }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"You make a good suggestion, Lark. I suppose if I stayed here for half a day, it would be sufficient evidence to convince them the wolf doesn't exist.\"\n\n*Sirdan still felt overly wary about this, however. He sat down in front of his tent, resting and looking around.*\n\n\"Hmm. Time is best not spent wasted.\"\n\n*He decided to start target practising with his bow and arrow on a nearby tree.*" }, { "author": "doofiez", "message": "After a few hours, night soon arrived, with the moon stationed up high in the starry sky. The members of the camp had still yet to return, with the exception of Lark who was simply lazing about the camp. Like the High Elf said, it was a full moon tonight. The night made the forest slightly more eerie, and naturally, darkened the forest, which made it hard to navigate around the forest if you were unfamiliar with the place. \n\n\" The others should be returning soon for dinner. \" Lark said. \" We eat the wild boars and stuff around the place, hope you don't mind. We don't really have much of a choice either, you se— \" His words would abruptly get cut off by a distant **Howl..** \n\n```\"AWOOO~!\"```\n\n\" ..Seriously..? \"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "Sirdan had spent most of his time chatting with Lark, and found something eerie about most of the camp members not returning. AS night fell, he turned toward Lark, trying to strike up another conversation again.\n\n\"Do they take so long to return usually?\" \n\nSirdan went over to his horse, unpacking some delicious, freshly bought provisions, and started preparing dinner,\"I brought some fresh meat and vegetables with me from the city, so I could liven up dinner.\"\n\nSirdan's horse kicked its legs up in the air in panic, and he turned toward the source of the noise, rushing toward his weapons.\n\n\"Yep, seriously.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot arrived to the place, a bit dizzy by the long ride, since she wasn't used to going such a long ride, she got down, stumbling for a second before regaining her balance, tied up on a tree where there was shadow for her to stay*\n\n*She went towards one of the farm workers that was nearest to her with the badge she received back at New Sunlight in one hand and her wooden staff in the other one her fencing sword on it's shed* \n\n\"Hi there, my name is Peridot I come from New Sunlight, I'm here to help with your problems as my quest\" *She said this with a happy tone to show how she was here to help*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The farm worker lifted up his straw hat, turning toward the lizard who just talked to her. It revealed the face of a young, attractive looking tanned Macen girl. Her face were caked with dirt.\n\nShe smiled at her.*\n\n\"Hello. The owner is over there in his manor, I will bring you to him.\" *She answered as she pointed at the manor, then she went back to her work, raking some wheat to the side. After that, she rested the rake on her shoulder, leading her over to the manor.*\n\n*A well dressed butler stood at the front of the manor. The farm worker walked over to the butler, informing him that a visitor is here. The farm worker stood there, taking advantage of this to laze a bit, while butler walked forth to Peridot.*\n\n\"Lord Ian is not here at the moment. He has told me to handle any quest seekers on his behalf\"\n\n\"We have a group of giant chickens that's been rampaging throughout the wilds. When one of the worker investigated, it turned out they had a roost in the uncleared woodland here. We want their number cut down and the roost burnt.\"\n\n*The butler would lead her up the pedestral of the house, and then up a guard tower, pointing at some uncleared woodland two miles away - It seems to be relatively small, stretching for 300 meters or so.*\n\n\"They're somewhere in the woodland. We'll pay 100 silver for the roost burnt, and twenty per chickens killed. Cut off the beak as proof.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Alright and thanks for showing me the way\" *She followed the girl as she put away her badge in a pocket, wondering who would she talk to now in the manor*\n\n*She heard the explanation about this quest carefully, memorizing any details that would be of her use, she figured the best way to fight the chickens would be with her sword if she wanted to get the beaks untouched* \n\n\"I was also told about some wolves that were also roaming around these lands, where can I find them, and should I also burn their den?\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The butler nodded.*\n\n\"There are also a wolves problem, there was a den in that patch of woodland.\" *He pointed at an adjacent patch.*\n\n\"They're quite dangerous, and we'd offer twenty silver to deal with them - because the manor's livestock has been bothered by them. Cut off their ears and bring them to us.\"\n\n*The butler grabbed a random heavy canvas bag.*\n\n\"This should do. And the den... Well, those wolves are slower folk and we would not like to check whether the den is burned. So just give us their ears.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Got it...\" *She grabbed the bag, she figured she could maybe take her horse with her and attach the bag to it's saddle, she could leave her horse far enough from the fight it wouldn't get hurt and then come back to add the beak or ears from her victory* \n\n\"I'll do my best to deal with those chickens and wolves, you can count with me on doing a good job!\" *She smiled at the butler as she wagged her long tail*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The butler nodded, waving her goodbye.*\n\n\"Good luck, and may the gods be with you. Come back before sunset.\" *The butler waited for her to go to the woodland in question.*\n\n*Once she arrives, she would find that the woodland were somewhat sparse, with plenty of spacing between each tree - roughly 3 - 5 meters, enough to maneuver in. Green, brown and orange leaves interspersed between the trees on the floor.\n\nThere weren't any obvious pawprints yet.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She went out of the manor and hoped onto her horse, attaching the heavy back to the saddle as she entered the place of her quest* \"We'll finish this quest soon if we're good at this...\" *She talked to her horse*\n\n*As she went between the trees, she looked for any traces of the animals she was looking for, claw or talon marks, feathers, fur, or the paw prints of these wolves or chickens, even though she didn't use her sense of smell as much as other animals, she was also lightly sniffing the air*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*After a minute of search, she'd find claw marks and a few loose feather on the ground. They led her deeper into the forest. Judging by the paw's size, the chicken seems to be big indeed - around the size of a cornish cross... Multiplied by ten.\n\nSomewhere between 80 - 120 lbs in weight, perhaps. That's a lot of fried chicken.*\n\n*She could hear clucking somewhere to her east.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*As soon as she saw the marks, feathers and could hear the clucking, she got down from her horse and got cautious about her footsteps, she didn't want to alert the animals of her presence, she began walking towards the sound as she readied her sword, leaving her staff on her back*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*After a short walk, Peridot could spot the source of the noise - A giant, 1.5 meters tall chicken clucking at another shorter chicken, both of them pecking eachother playfully(?). They were twenty meters away from her, half-obscured by some trees between them.\n\nThey seems to be unaware of her presence.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She saw the giant animals, they were almost as big as her, directly attacking two of them wasn't probably the best options for her, she got her sword back on it's sheet and summoned her claws, proceeding to use them to climb up a big tree, using her tail for balance, she began moving between branches trying to get as close as possible to the chickens*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Peridot managed to move ten meters closer, without the chicken detecting her. Any further and the noises might alert them - and it seems she had ran out of conveniently placed trees that cover her visually, anyhow.*\n\n*She is some three meters above the chicken. Peridot has the high ground.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Since, she couldn't get any closer, she decided that from this place was her best position to attack, she got her staff from her back, pointing at the animals, she had to trust her aim here, her staff glowed a bright red for a moment before shooting a fireball at the chickens, since they were pretty close to each other she could maybe hit both and save herself the trouble of having chase the other one*\n\n*Time to turn them into fried chicken*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball landed on one of the chicken. It started screaming in pain, running in panic, feathers flying all over the place. The other chicken, seeing this sight, stopped pecking and turned tail, running in the other direction at a majestic speed of 10mph. Panicked clucking ensues.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She observed the one trying to get away before casting a second fireball, trying to aim for the second chicken before it could get away from her reach* \n\n\"You won't get away!\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball landed quickly on the chicken's butt, sending it screaming and running in pain again. That's going to make some poor chicken loin meat, for sure.*\n\n*The attack seems to have attracted the two chicken's comrades, and three of them ran toward her from a direction she wasn't played attention to, and started pecking the tree she was on furiously.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"Oh no...\" *She hold onto the tree branch with her claws and used her tail as a whip towards the chickens, making a loud noise in the air in hopes to get them away from the tree*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The angry clucking continued, and the chicken doesn't seems to be intimidated by her tail whip. Perhaps physical actions is needed.\n\nIt is going to take quite a bit before they make any progress shaking her off the tree, however. Chickens are not known for wood pecking or climbing ability. Even in giant form.*" } ]

[ { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Since they didn't seem to get intimidated by the noise, she decided to take more drastic action, she went closer to the chickens pecking the tree and whipped her tail real fast at the face of the chicken closer to her if she aimed properly, she could even blind the chicken from one eye*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The chicken was promptly bitchslapped, getting blinded from the magically powered impact. It let out an angry cry. Her action has sent the chicken into a frenzy... And they continued frantically ramming and slamming the tree.\n\nIt is feeling awfully unsteady up here.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She figure she needed to do something quick before she had to scape this tree, aim with her staff at the feet of the chickens and threw a fireball at them*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball hit the leaves below the tree. Luckily, the fire ended quickly, instead of starting a massive, uncontrollable fire. IT seems to have scared off the chicken, and they scattered in all direction...\n\nSpeaking of which, she needs to retrieve those chicken's beaks for her reward.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She sighed in relief seeing that they went away, her claws had disappeared now, and she jumped down from the tree, starting to look for the chickens that got burned earlier to get their beaks*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Peridot would manage to track down one of them, and find it away from her some 80 meters away, writhing in pain on the ground being burned to death alive inhumanely. The other one should be easy to track down, too.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She got closer to the agonizing animal, she though about how she didn't want it to suffer unnecessarily as she unsheathed her sword* \"I'm sorry you had to suffer...\" \n\n*She kneel next to the dying animal and in a quick move, she slashed at it's neck to kill it, so it wouldn't suffer any longer*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Peridot finished off the animal quickly, and could retrieve its beak. She would find the other chicken if she tracked it down, having already burned to death from the fireball earlier.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She detach its beak using her sword, taking it with her, and then went to find the other one, repeating the process of the beak detachment*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*That was two chicken taken care of. If she followed the tracks, she'd be led back to the chicken's roost - a large amount of stolen stalk and other materials piled together, for the most part.\n\nThere were quite a lot of giant eggs laying around, and an angry looking chicken guarding it.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She went back to her horse and let the beaks inside the bag it was carrying, her whole body glowed for a second as she shrinked into her iguana form, she was smaller now and faster which meant she could hide better from the chickens and outrun them in case she had to do so, she then went to follow their track to their roost* \n\n\"No wonder they wanted them dead with all this stolen material... Who knows how many crops they ruined...\" \n\n*She thought of a plan for taking care of this as she looked at the giant eggs and tried to look for the best spot to start a fire*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The angry chicken guarding the roost seems to have not spotted the lizard yet, though this was a dangerous body form to be in against giant chicken.\n\nOn the side of the roost there was a spot with old, dried stalks that seems perfect for starting a fire.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*With her small size, she sneaked around the place, going near that perfect spot that she could use to start the fire, she looked for a nearby tree she could climb up so she could start her plan*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*She climbed up the tree without any problem. Angry chicken ignored her - It's just a normal creature moving around, isn't it?*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*As soon as she was in a branch far away from their reach, her small body began glowing as she grows back back into her humanoid looking form, getting in position for her next move even if they noticed her now, they would soon have bigger problems to worry about*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The angry chicken looked at the strange, tailless mon- wait no, tailed monkey lizard thing person that appeared on top of the tree. Alarmed, it bawked at her in an attempt to scare her away from the roost.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot sighed as the chicken bawked at her, swaying her tail slowly as she looked at it* \"I'm sorry, but you can't live here any longer...\" \n\n*She pointed her staff at the spot with the dried stalk, shooting a fireball at it and starting a fire in their home*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball hit the bottom of the roost, spreading out from the dried stalk to the other part of the structure. The fire spread rapidly, and the angry chicken turned around, bawking in panic. After a few seconds, it tried its best to evacuate the giant egg one by one, taking them away to the side.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Her job here was done, the chicken would now need to find another home, far away from humans if they didn't want this to repeat, this chicken would now be too busy trying to save the eggs and probably wouldn't have time to try and get her* \"Time to get out of here!\"\n\n*She quickly got down from the tree with a jump and began running away, looking out for any chickens that would come here to either try and help evacuate their roost or catch her*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Peridot ran away from the roost successfully. The roost guard was too pre occupied saving the egg to pursue her.\n\nAfter a short run, one of the chicken from earlier ran right across her, turning toward her and bawked at her threateningly. It seems the chicken is still angry at her. It stands 10 meters away, and seems poised to charge.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She prepared for fighting or dodging depending on what the chicken was about to do, holding her staff in the direction of the chicken, the gem on her staff glowing red, prepared to shot if she wished to do so* \n\n\"Don't provoke me! I won't hesitate in making you join your burned friends!\" *She talked pretty loudly, almost shouting this was to try and intimidate the animal, she moved her tail threateningly trying to remind it that she could easily blind one of them*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The chicken disregarded her warning. Or rather, it took her warning as a provocation instead. It charged forward at her, running frantically while flapping its wing angrily.\n\nIf Peridot don't stop it in time, it would attempt to peck her on her stomach." }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She was already prepared to shot if this happened, a fireball shot out of her staff in its direction, since she had the chicken directly in front of her, the fireball would probably hit it's chest*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball hit the chicken on its chest, igniting it. But this time, the chicken seems determined to attack her. It attempted to peck at her stomach and slam her down!*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot blocked it's beak with her staff as her emergency defense, her tail swaying right to it's face, to blind it and get it away from her*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The beak was successfully blocked, though the chicken managed to slam into her, before the tail swipe connected, hitting its head hard. Two deep, laceration wound were left on its head, and the chicken seems somewhat stunned.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She fell down on her butt as the chicken slammed into her, she shook her head as she quickly got back up and unsheathed her sword, now that the chicken was stunned it was her best chance to finish this fight early, she proceeded to try and slash at its neck*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The slash connected, slashing open its artery. The chicken fell unconscious in second, bleeding out on the ground rapidly. The deed is done.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She sighed in relief that the fight was over and poked the head of chicken with her sword to check if it was already dead, she didn't want to get the beak while it was still alive*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The chicken was confirmed dead dead. There were no pulse nor reaction from it anymore.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Since it was clearly dead, she proceeded to detach the beak using the same technique she used with the others and then began to head back to her horse*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*No chicken interrupted her journey to the horse, and the beak detached quite clearly. A good day so far. Though she could try to kill more chickens for the money. Or perhaps steal eggs, if she is feeling cruel and adventurous.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She considering she was doing a good enough job so far, this was her first quest after all, but she was wondering where the wolves were, since she still haven't found any*\n\n\"Maybe the smell of the death chickens might attract wolves, what do you think?\" *She asked her horse as she hopped onto it's back, she decided to head back to the place where the first two chickens were killed, being cautious for any movement in her surroundings*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Peridot arrived at the kill site. For the next few minutes, there was no movement. She had plenty of time to **Rest**, allowing her to **Recover her mana**.\n\nShe could hear one of the bushes to the side moving. Behind it was a pair of fluffy, grey ears. And a pair of light yellow eyes, staring at the corpse in front of them cautiously. The wolf moved a cautious step forward, scanning the surrounding cautiously.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*While she waited, she left her horse far away from the place of the chicken, it was able to run free in case that wolves tried to attack it*\n\n*She went to hide in a the branch of a nearby tree, watching the wind so the wolves would have it harder to detect her scent in the area, there's where she rested while recovering her mana*\n\n*She heard the leaves on the bush moving, and looked at it, seeing the wolf appearing, she decided to wait a bit longer to see if they were any more wolves*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The wolf didn't detect her presence. It moved closer to the dead chicken, sniffing at it.\n\nTwo bushes behind the wolf wriggled, and two more wolves appeared. The pack leader raised its head.*\n\n\"**AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO**\" *It howled, the sound echoing throughout the forest.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She stayed still on the branch she was in, observing the creatures, she had never seen wolves from this close that weren't chasing, she figured that with that howl, more wolves would arrive soon*\n\n*She got in position on her tree, on a spot where she could aim at the chicken, since they would probably get close together to eat from the corpse*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The wolves started to huddle together, devouring the corpse hungrily. There was no sign of the other wolves coming yet. \n\nThe fireball Peridot could cast was small, and probably could only hit one of them at a time.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She observed the wolves for a second, fascinated about their behavior before remembering that she was on a quest and that her job needed to be done*\n\n*She pointed her staff at the wolf that further apart from her and casted a fireball, shooting it on it's direction she didn't say anything so the other wolves would have it harder to get her position*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The fireball hit the wolf, setting its fur on fire. The wolf ran away, rolling onto the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flame. The other wolves have not yet noticed what happened yet, and raised their heads, looking around warily.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She pointed her staff at a second wolf, shooting another fireball at this one, she wanted to leave them at least weaken before she could use her sword or do a more effective attack*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The second wolf was hit by the fireball too. Its fur caught on fire, and unlike the second wolf, it started to scream in pain and run around in panic, before trying to roll again. It seems to be badly wounded. \n\nThe remaining wolf, not knowing what is going on, ran away in fear.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Since the last wolf ran away, she decided to finish off these two for now as she went down from the tree, unsheathing her sword once she was on the ground*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The two wolf were too pained to resist, and would be cut down quickly by her. No issue at all.\n\nShe could hear another howl from the direction the surviving wolf ran to.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Once the two wolves were taken care of, she cut off their ears as proof of their deaths*\n\n*She heard the howl, she thought that maybe it went to get help from it's pack and if she encountered the entire pack of wolves, she could be in a lot of trouble, instead of going after it, she began running back to her horse, to get out of there*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*There weren't any movement in the forest from the escaped wolf, or sign of reinforcements. \n\nPeridot would be able to make her escape back to the manor without any issue.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She sighed in relief once she arrived to the place manor, patting her horse on the side lightly* \"Good girl, when we get to a market, I'll get you some apples\"\n\n*She got down from her horse and detach the bag with beaks and ears, going the manor to look for the butler*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The butler waved at her when he spotted her coming back.\n\nHe waited for her to come over, taking a glance at the bag.*\n\n\"A worker confirmed you burnt their roost. Some of them escaped, but they won't be bothering us for a while. May I see the bag?\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*She nodded as he said this, handing over the bag* \"Yeah, some of them escaped, but I figured they won't risk getting close to humans and having their nesting place behind burned down again...\"\n\n\"Oh and I killed three chickens and two wolves, you can count the beaks and ears so you see I'm not lying\" *She wagged her tail, proud of the finishing her first quest*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The butler looked inside the canvas bag, then took it out and opened the bag widely, counting it on the ground.*\n\n\"Yes, that's five of them alright. Give me a moment for your reward.\" *The butler walked back into the house, after summoning a farm worker to take care of the beak and ears as waste.*\n\n*The butler returned afterward, with a sack of twenty demi-silver coins, for a total of two hundred silver.*\n\n\"Here's your reward. One hundred for burning down the roost, and one hundred for the five you've taken down.\"" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "*Peridot took the bag of silver, opening it and counting her reward, she nodded seeing that it was right* \n\n\"Thank you very much, if the problem comes back, notify my guild and me or someone else will come here to fix it\"" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "\"Of course, we're thanksful for your help.\" *The butler replied and nodded his head.*\n\n*Now Peridot was free to go back after a hard day of work. The reward was quite generous, too.*" }, { "author": "iguanaqueen", "message": "\"It was nice meeting you!\" *She waved goodbye as she started to walk off the property, hooping back onto her horse to head to her guild*" } ]

[ { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Another day, another hunt...*\n\n*After the exciting anti-smuggler operation the other day, Sirdan decided to venture into the forest for a hunt. Perhaps he would catch a stag this time, and bag home some delicious meat to cook - and save himself some precious silver..*\n\n*He walked around slowly with his horse, his own stealth aura masking his presence slightly. He held a spear in his hand, in case he ran into any unwanted animal. He examined the forest floor carefully, trying to find the track of a deer.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*There were certainly tracks of a weirder variety, sparse from where he started along with the other tracks telling him of deer and other small game. Noticeably larger then the others, possibly even bigger than a bears paw, it led in the same direction of the deer. It was fresh, much more distinct compared to the other tracks.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan led his horse by the rein, and then whispered to him,*\"What do you smell?\" *The horse just let out a neigh, not giving a crap about what Sirdan is trying to find... Besides, it isn't exactly a predator animal.*\n\n*Sirdan shook his head, following the tracks, walking slightly faster than its owner. Is this some sort of predator..?*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*The tracks continued to increase, along with the others with the same pattern as before. Broken twigs and the like also adorned the path he was following, both in the steps of whatever it was and all around.\n\nMaybe whatever it was had been hunting, like he had planned to before coming across this weirder instance.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan followed quicker, looking around alertly, peering over his horse in case he is ambushed by a predator. This should just be a bear... And a bear he can handle alright... Probably. Steel skin helps.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Quicker and quicker, the tracks began to mimic one another in the fresh factor, being a little more frenzied from either. It seemed that no longer was it passive hunting, a bit of a chase had began. With each step getting closer to the possible source of either, there as shuffling up ahead into a little bit of a more open clearing.\n\nRed decorated some of the ground he had seen before him and at the point he was now, there was just obvious evidence of the stag being dragged into where the noise was coming from.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*\"A struggle\"* \n\n*It seems his prey(?) has managed to catch up with his original, intended target. This must be a predator. He debated whether to switch to his bow, and decided against it, rationalizing that if the predator charged him, he would definitely want his spear in his hand...\n\nHe pushed pass a small brush toward the source of the noise, his spear held at the ready. He squinted his eyes and focused on the source, trying to distinguish what kind of creature is it.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Crouching under the cover of the tree was a large black figure, with crimson red easily seeable, leading to it. Whatever is was in the distance was tearing into a dead stag.\n\nThis predator seemed to not pay him any mind if it knew he was even there as it was too focused on eating. It wasn't hard to spot... But it didn't really make sense to the eye since... Other pelts also adorned the said predator in question.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*So many pelts... Is this a humanoid?* \n\n*That was the first thought that came to his mind. But no humanoid tears into a stag like this. A sense of fear filled his heart. Did he discover some sort of unholy abomination...?\n\nHe left his horse away, gripping his spear tightly as he approached the predator, and then took a left turn, trying to get a clear look on it. He mentally recited the procedure for casting steel skin on himself. That will save him. That'll save him for sure..*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Upon closer inspection, whatever it was on all fours, but most likely humanoid like he assumed... But it was a rather weird perversion of typical life around.\n\nIt had hair... Through rather dirty with leaves and the like going through it, that transitioned well to really large ears. Red seemed to color it's black fur as he looked closer, messing with it's forearms leading down to clawed hands... More than just two even. A long tail, limp against the ground only twitched every so often. Nothing more could really be gained from the inspection then, as it's back was still towards the Elf.\n\nIt hadn't noticed anything's wrong yet, but it was in high alert while eating.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan continued the circling, walking slowly to avoid alerting the creature. It had four arms... Black fur, disheveled hair, tail. It looked... Somewhat like a cat like creature of some sort. Yet something's just wrong with this creature. He... Has never seen one like it before..\n\nHe moved to her left, possibly entering the field of her peripheral vision. Wait, didn't he see this thing run away from him before?*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*As he kept circling, trying to be out of their range he could tell fur from skin, but even then it was rather dark. Their features, if not hidden by messy hair, matched that of a Felinid. It most definitely wore pelts as it was now extremely obvious, along with the trademark wicked claws they all seemed to sport.\n\nAs he kept turning to be into their view, for the first time, the creature looked up and it's eyes were golden and slitted. Eye contact was made just for a brief moment before it was broken just as quickly as it had been made. Frozen while it's head was lifted from the kill, slowly it made itself bigger, with another feature coming to rise.\n\nTwo tentacles of long length rose from it's back and spread out a bit in the air. Trying to make themselves look bigger when in reality... They were more than afraid. Despite this showing, visible shivering shook it's body, not knowing what they could possibly want.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The archer examined her up and down. This... Normally, he would call Felinid cute. But the demeanor of this thing was anything but cute. Disheveled, like the beggar he saw on his way out to the forest today. A terrifying look matched with a wild man's dressing.*\n\n**It noticed him.**\n\n*He opened his mouth, gasping as he steeled himself, not literally, no, not yet. This creature is... Shaking, shivering. This is not what he expected. This... Is a felinid, a wild one.*\n\n*He stared at the creature, breathing in and out as he debated his next action... Say... Hello?*\n\n\"You... Hello?\" *He blurted.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Being spoken to made her ears flatten as best they could... Which wasn't much at all but it was a noticeable difference. She didn't stand up fully, as that most likely would cause conflict, so she stayed down and inched backwards while keeping her stance.\n\nAll of her instincts told her to run before more was said, before he used his weapon to hurt her more. If he wanted the kill, he could have it! Hugging two of her arms to her sides, she retreated in a lumbering but quick motion, going behind the tree that was currently giving her shade so she could show that she didn't want to contest the dead stag. From behind there, her golden eyes stared at him, the Felinid shivering all the while she looked at him.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan let out a sigh of relief. This predator wasn't much of a predator after all. It seems it was a shy feral man - wait, no, woman, left behind by someone here in an accident. She looked shy. \n\nHe released the grip of his lower hand from his spear, and placed it in an upright position, standing up straight instead of half-crouched, to show a lack of hostilities in him. The amount of terror he was causing her was enough to convince him he won't be attacked.*\n\n\"I am talking to you... Hello? Do you speak Standard?\" *He sure as hell hoped she spoke Silnari Standard... If not, perhaps animal speech works?*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Large ears twitching once more behind the tree, she did understand what he was saying. Wandering around had it's sort of perks... Though still... She wasn't the best at communication to begin with. Since his stance had relaxed, he wasn't as intimidating, but still she didn't trust it. There was no reason to. Not leaving the barrier between her and this elf, Kyo uttered something out so he wouldn't take offense.*\n\n\"Y-Yes... Standard..\" *She managed that before closing her mouth and letting the elf internalize it. Rather low and guttural was her voice as she didn't need to speak often at all. If he got any closer than he was, her head would retreat and audible scraping could be heard, her claws digging into the bark like a sort of death grip from this nightmare.*" } ]

[ { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan wondered what to do next. This creature don't trust him. He still carried a sword - it looked every bit as blood and flesh as him... He set down his spear on a nearby tree, opening the palm of his hands toward her, trying to show a lack of hostility.*\n\n\"...Good, why are you here in the forest, tearing on raw meat alone?\" *Surely a felinid would suffer a bit from eating those raw meat?*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Seeing his palm open, she flinched a bit before realizing that he wasn't going to go over and strike her. Kyo didn't vanish behind the tree then as he spoke, looking at the dead stag and then back to him before she could even begin to give an answer.*\n\n\"Easy... Catchable... Not bad..\" *Giving a bit of a response, she began to come from behind the tree and back to the kill, not digging into it in case he was going to contest for it. A shivering mess was what she was, even while becoming a little bold to be in open view. The tentacles from before slowly wrapped around her waist, so she didn't seem like she was going to strike at any moment.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan stood still for a moment, before making a careful backstep when she went over for the kill. He needed to show friendliness. He should probably get this felinid some proper clothes. He can't just leave her here.*\n\n\"But... Eat cooked food, better. Why stay here in forest. Someone leave you here?\" *Sirdan said in broken Standard, hoping it would come across better than standard with proper grammar. His eyes watched her curious-looking tentacles wrap around her waist. This is not a usual felinid..*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*It did get across to her a bit better when he spoke like that, but it didn't really do much for trust or not. Seeing as he backed away, she sat in front of it then in a flight-ready stance. When thinking of an answer, Kyo shook her head as the start of one.*\n\n\"Forest safe... Less harm. Kyo knows... No one. Wander... Alone.\" *She got that past, not sounding sad about it at all. It meant less injuries and less interaction. Kyo began to drag her kill away a few yards before returning in a very slow manner and looking up to him from her kneeling-sort of position.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan was out of any hand gestures he could do. Talking more seems to be the way to go. But perhaps he could share some food. Wait, he do have a cold meat pie he ordered from an inn.*\n\n\"I can feed you and teach you.\" *Normally, this would be followed by a stock standard advertisement about New Sunlight and all, but Kyo is obviously not going to understand. Instead, he spoke the universal langauge of all sapients.*\n\n\"Wait here.\" *He walked back to his horse, opening the saddlebag and taking out a cold meat pie, made with crunchy pastry and minced pork and beef, with a heavy dose of spices and onion. It should stay good for now. If only he had a spell to heat it up..*\n\n*He brought it back, offering it on two extended hands awkwardly.*\n\n\"Come take it.\"" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*The teaching part seemed to go over her head in all honesty. Kyo didn't need to be taught... She just didn't want to be hurt anymore. The feeding part however had her... Curious if it wasn't over shadowed by fear.\n\nWaiting like he said to, she was half tempted to run away for a second time and not see another individual for awhile. Alas.. That was not the case. Dirty hair covered an eye as he returned and offered the colder meat pie. Wincing, before actually coming up to him and sniffing the pie with her strong nose, quickly her large pawed hands came up to take the pie, offering a bit of a feel of dirty but fluffy black fur before she retreated back and immediately started to gorge.\n\nKyo might as well been a wild animal with how fast she was eating, disregarding taste and the like, as all she really cared about was just being able to eat something. Continuing to look back down at what she was demolishing and him, to make sure he wasn't joking, she relaxed just a little more physically.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Indeed, Sirdan wondered if she would run away when he left to get the pie. He stood there awkwardly, holding out the pie in two hand before she came up with a wince - a strange noise to make when someone's offering you food, of course... Unless it is an oversized whiny baby child who is angry you told them to eat her veggies.\n\nThis felinid felt like his annoying nephew. \n\nHer fur brushed against his hand, but he didn't have enough time to appreciate its softness. The delicious pie, annihilated in seconds. It was a full one pounder pie, and boy, was it delicious. He wondered if she would... Find it delicious.\n\nIt was a crunchy pie, but a bit soggy compared to when it was fresh out of oven, and of course cold, which diminished its delicious property. Well marinated, with just the proper amount of salt and spices added to enhance its meaty flavour. The meaty flavour were absorbed into the crust, too.*\n\n\"You seems hungry... Eat a bit slower, it is a very delicious pie.\"" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*She flinched when he told her to eat it slower and came to a quick stop of eating it that quickly and paused, trembling before continuing, slower than what pace she had been eating before.\n\nIt tasted... Good! For what she's eaten before and was just eating before, it tasted amazing. Kyo's eyes widened, but she didn't want to make it obvious, turning away from the elf and enjoying it at a slower pace.. Though she had picked up a bit because it tasted great, regardless of it being cold.*\n\n\"Good.\" *Murmuring it in-between mouthfuls, she turned back to this elf while surprisingly having gotten through most of it, gobbling up the rest.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan raised his eyebrows when she flinched, and then sat down on the ground, waiting for her to finish the meal. He can afford to wait.*\n\n*The creature still seemed quite defensive, he wondered if there was a way to gain her trust... Probably baiting her with promise of more food.*\n\n\"You like it? Are you still hungry?\" *That was his only meat pie he carried - the rest was less palatable food.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*She didn't even offer words at that and the single eye not behind messy hair locked on him as he asked if she was still hungry. Kyo nodded at that, getting just a little closer in case he had more food on hand with him.*\n\n\"More..?\" *She asked while almost coming face to face with him. From this position, he could more than easily see the fear in her eyes, but she was rather hungry. This close, everything trembled but she was sniffing for any more of the meat pie on him.*\n\n*It wasn't trust... But baiting her with food at least seemed to be really effective. Hunger was a strong tool after all.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*It may not be trust, but baiting her with food was a good way to build up trust eventually.*\n\n\"Come with me.\" *He smiled at her as she came face to face. Any sense of alarm of danger disappeared from him - the girl was too distraught to be aware of. He led her toward the horse. There was a faint smell of meat pie on him, but it wasn't strong.*\n\n*He led her toward his horse, where he opened the saddle bag - There wasn't any meat pie left, that was the last one. Instead, he brought out some less delicious, but nutritious preserved beef jerky - roughly four ounces of them, and some soft, fluffy cold bread, made with proper white flour - a treat for himself*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*As soon as he had began to move, she had followed, regardless of every thing in her body screaming to go the opposite way. Kyo wanted food.. And this stranger had given her some, and didn't contest her own work behind them. Instead of being on fours, she stood up to her full height and followed, mouth watering for something else to eat.\n\nEasily, she stood over seven feet tall and could be imposing if her stance wasn't so run ready. Her tail stayed limp and her extra set of arms hugged to herself Looking down to the jerky, she didn't reach nor snatch, since that could cause easy conflict. Waiting and staring at him, he now was able to determine her true size... Man was she big.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*The man grabbed the jerky from the saddlebag, and then split up a portion of the soft, fluffy bread. He turned around, and let out a big gasp as the size of this creature dawned on him. Compared to him, he looked almost like a comedic manlet..\n\nHe offered the bread and jerky to her,*\"Take it and eat it, it should make you less hungry. After that, you can come with me back to my home. I can feed you more food.\"" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*She didn't know what the gasp was for but gave a slow nod as she was offered the bread and jerky. By no means did she want to go, but high risk high reward has happened twice. Not responding beyond that, she ate what was offered. \n\nAfterwards she was nervous and afraid once more, but she wasn't shrinking away. Maybe... This elf could be a decent person. That was hopeful while her head thought of possible reality. Slouching a bit to not seem intimidating again, she was ready to be led, while holding back her urge to sprint away.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*He offered a hand to her. If she took it, he would lead her away from the forest, back toward the city of Salvainia... At least, that's what he thought he would do. He thought that she might be afraid of people... So he should probably ask.*\n\n\"You... I never gave you my name. I am Sirdan, you?\" *He asked, waiting for her answer.*\n\n*Whatever the answer is, he would follow up with another question.*\n\n\"Are you afraid of people?\"" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*She stared at his hand like it was poisonous, not knowing exactly what to do as he had his extended. With him asking for a name, she gave the only one she knew of that was truthful to what she had actually been named.*\n\n\"Name... Kyo.\" *She said it while internalizing his other question. Just to answer, the fur on her hands and some of her arms stood up while she gave a shaky nod. People scared Kyo to death, especially with their loud noises and potential to treat her like she had been treated before.\n\nFrom this, he could tell. She was more than scared. Kyo was almost mortified with civilization and people. She needed extra encouraging when they got close. For now... Her large clawed hand took his own softly in her palm, trembling but calm. Despite dirty, her fur was soft and warm to the touch.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan blinked while she stared at her hand, before breaking into a smile,*\"Comon, take my hand, hold it.\" *He implored.*\n\n*After a while, he took her hand anyway and led her away. She is afraid of people. That means... He probably shouldn't take her into the metropolis right away. He'll have to bring her to meet people. That is unavoidable, after all, Sirdan wasn't a hermit who lived in the forest.*\n\n*He tightened the hold on her hand. It was quite warm and squishy - and to admit it, Sirdan has never quite engaged in that much handholding before. He is doing this just to lead her to her destination safely.\n\nRight?*\n\n\"Kyo. I will bring you to a place where you can get washed. Then, we can have food. Then, I will give you a nice comfortable bed to sleep on. After you are full, we can decide - we think about what do next, OK?\" *He instructed.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*As his grip tightened on her hand, she began to calm down a bit more, and her claws had even retracted back to where they were only tips hidden in fur. Kyo was easy to lead and didn't pull at all as she didn't know how to really... Take this.\n\nListening to him and giving a rather slow nod as she internalized what he had said, she stayed silent while she stayed in full alert, looking about to make sure no others were coming close. Her answer came rather late after her second round of looking out into the forest.*\n\n\"Ok.\" *Her voice waivered just a bit, still not sure of him, but at least she wasn't actively trying to hide... For now.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan continued on the road back to the capital, rein in one hand, Kyo on the other. As he see a small caravan appears on the horizon, he turned toward her again.*\n\n\"When we go there, there will be a lot of people. There will be people on the road. Don't be afraid of them. Don't run, I will protect you.\" *He assured her. He wondered if he should bring her over to the side of the horse, but decided against it.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Already, before he seemed to start speaking about them, out of instinct, she started to shrivel a bit and slouch further, another hand had came to his other shoulder and she hid behind him, making her large ears poke above his head. She put him in a very uncomfortable position, but she was shivering, but didn't run... Technically following part of his directions.\n\nHer hand let go of his, but stayed up since he still had a grip on hers. The not afraid part of what he instructed.. May be a hard thing to do.*" }, { "author": "ansari", "message": "*Sirdan slowed down his pace, walking slowly while he debated what to do.*\n\n\"Well well... You seems to be afraid, I guess I can't fix that yet. You can hide behind me, but don't run away, please?\" *He requested, and then stopped as the caravan came into sight, letting the group of twenty people pass by while he obscured the giant... As best as he can.*\n\n*The two-and-a-horse seems to getting a lot of curious stares, particularly from caraveneers who passed behind them.*" }, { "author": "shadowfang_132", "message": "*Kyo didn't even begin to bother to look back to them. Eye contact would make it much worse. As they went past and he spoke, she murmured an answer, too scared to even run since there were so many at this point.*\n\n\"O-okay..\" *She kept up then, but wouldn't stop making herself 'small' until she couldn't hear their steps anymore. Why did people have to cross by? Was he going to lead them to where there were a lot more? Her mind swirled with these questions and she didn't know what answer to give. It was scary honestly, but she would follow for the chance of food. Whatever else that came after.. She could survive, maybe. She always has.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Rhak walks through the wilds, slowly so that Alkai could keep up.* \"Come on, we are almost there. We just need to get to the road. But we can stop if you want and get food.\"" }, { "author": "waveralpha", "message": "Alkai: I'm good, thanks... Let's keep going... \n*He seemed tired, he was breathing heavily, his knees were bent slightly and had a slumped posture*\nAlkai: how much further?" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Just a little further.\" *Rhak notices Alkai's posture. He slows down to sit down. He was also feeling tired.* \"We can stop and rest if you want.\"" }, { "author": "waveralpha", "message": "Alkai: i-it's just fine... We're almost there... I can rest if we find an inn...\n*He rested his shoulder against a tree and grunted*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Alright. When we get to a road we can follow it to one the cities.\" *Rhak starts to speed up to the speed before he started slowing down. Soon they find a road.* \"There's a road. We can follow it to one of the cities.\" *Rhak starts walking down the road towards" }, { "author": "waveralpha", "message": "*He let out a sigh and followed after taking a quick breather*" } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*It was common for main roads to slowly wind along the outskirts of densely forested areas for the convenience of carts and riders, though there was a great many shortcuts and footpaths that cut straight through the wilds. These roads were often ones that were hurriedly traveled, with the lonesome throwing looks over their shoulders and hands gripped tightly on whatever weapon they might have. Bandits weren't common in this part of Salvainia, but the threat ever lingered for those who were far from the nearest city. This path strode deeply between trees and shrubbery, plenty of hiding spaces for anyone looking to obscure themselves from the road.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**But despite the nature of the roads, Zora didn't appear to be in any hurry. Though she strode with purpose, she didn't exactly seem to be above putting her hands in her pockets as she whistled along to whatever tune was stuck in her head at the time.**" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Up ahead, only barely hidden by a large shrub, a blonde Macen appeared to be going through the pockets of a bloodied High Elf who was dead beside the path. The bandit muttered something as she searched, shaking her head before turning to see Zora. She seemed startled, dropping a ring onto the forest floor.* \"You,\" *She called out, rising to her feet,* \"Wait there!\"\n\n*The bandit and the corpse were about 65ft away from Zora. The bandit wore brigandine armor, though it looked rough and worn, and something was wrong with the shoulder of the body armor. The woman in question seemed to be putting a hand on the hilt of a sword sheathed on her hip. She didn't look particularly friendly.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**At first she had been willing to go easy on the bandit, provided they where willing to back down. But the sight of the corpse changed any chances of that as she kept moving forwards to close the gap, furrowing her brow and stretching her arms while no longer whistling the jolly tune.**\n\nOh, sorry shoulda specified, just normal stretches xD" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The bandit rolled her shoulders and slowed the jog she just started when she realized Zora wasn't stopping.* \"Well, we can do that, too.\" *She drew her longsword and held it with two hands as she walked forwards as well. She kept the sword low and to her right side, looking Zora over for any weapons.*\n\n*The bandit is now 40ft away, and seems to have a dagger tucked into the front of her sword belt. The blade of her sword is about 40 inches, and she seems to be comfortable with the weapon.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**Kept walking at a normal pace for a few seconds before hardening her body, breaking into a run, and activating \"Spellslime\" As she held her right arm in front of her to block any attack from that direction, while aiming a brutal punch to the gut with her left.** 8 Strength, 18mph running speed" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The bandit took a couple steps back when Zora began running, readying a defensive stance. Noticing an apparent change in the slime girl, as well as her weaponless charge, made the bandit wary. The bandit positioned her blade to point out in front of her. Before Zora was within arms reach of the tip of the sword, the bandit stepped backwards and then to the right, and swipe at Zora's left leg with her sword.*\n\n*The bandit was trying to keep Zora at least half her sword's length away, not sure what this person was capable of. Zora would have to extend her body into the swing of the sword to reach the bandit with her punch, with the range of her punch being shorter than the sword. Unless...*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**Simply allowed the sword to hit her leg, the blade bouncing harmlessly off of her hardened limbs (thoughtcutting the trouser leg which would probably irritate her later.) She attempted to use this as an opening to pivot on the foot the bandit was swinging at, launching a waist-high kick towards their right side with her free leg. She accepted her punch wasn't going to connect and brought it in front of her chest defensively alongside her other arm.** [95/100 mana]" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"Wha— argh!\" *The bandit would stumble to the side, confused and pained by the kick to her hip, though somewhat protected thanks to her brigandine body armor. She'd keep her feet moving, trying to reestablish a comfortable distance from Zora. Realizing that the stranger's skin was somehow hardened, the bandit began backpedaling and unscrewing the pommel from their sword.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "\"Ok nope, we aren't having any of that.\" **She'd say as she established some balance by placing both feet on the floor before stretching out both her arms to their maximum distance in the direction of the bandit, moving forward if required to reach. One arm was aimed at basically backhanding their hands to stop them unscrewing or even dropping the pommel/sword, and the other aimed as a punch to the stomach.** [88/100 mana]" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Seeing Zora's quickly approaching hands, the bandit cried out in surprise and swung her sword up with both hands, striking the hand attempting to swat her weapon. She would not react to gut punch in time, though, stumbling backwards and letting out a heavy exhale, slightly bent forward. Still stepping backwards, she gripped the hilt of their longsword firmly and steadied herself, getting ready to use the sword more like a long, steel stick.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**As the sword made contact with her hand, she grabbed it, allowing \"Sticky Hold\" To grip on to it and attempt to rip it from the bandits grasp. With her other arm, she used the stumble as an opening to try and reach forward, attempting to grab the bandit by armour/clothing on her chest, all the while continuing to advance.** [86/100 mana]" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Zora would make a successful grip on both the bandit's sword and armor, easily beating her awkward backpedal. However, the right shoulder of the brigandine tore now, seemingly previously torn and melted together. The bandit slipped out of her body armor, barely snagging her empty swordbelt and dagger in the mix.* \"Okay, okay, screw this.\" *She now turned and began running down the road, where Zora first came from, holding her now unfastened sword belt and dagger to her body.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "I- I can't believe that small bit of detail came back to bite me\n\nWell I can, but for god's sake xD\n\n\"Oh no you don't!\" **She'd shout after them, dropping the sword and armour as she ran after the bandit, arms stretching to try and reach and grab her shoulders as she ran.**" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The bandit, no longer carrying her longsword or weighed down by her armor, ran at full tilt down the path, buckling the belt as she went. Zora's arms were already at their full length to reach the bandit, so her range couldn't extend any further. Zora would just have to run the Macen down, but it didn't seem like it would be easy. Alternatively, Zora could just let them go if she didn't have anything that would giver her an edge in this task.*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "**Quickly realising she wasn't going to catch them, sighed as she stopped running and reverted her body back to it's usual state.** \"Well, that sucks...\" **She turned back to where the two had had fought, aiming to retrieve the dropped belongings and give the murdered elf a proper burial.**" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*All in all, there would be a broken set of brigandine and longsword left behind by the bandit, netting roughly 220 silver upon resale. The ring found by the elf would be simply a gold band, likely worth 200 silver by itself. Only 14 pieces of silver were in the elf's pockets. What Zora kept would be up to her and her conscience.*\n**QUEST COMPLETE**\n*0.5 Progressions Points earned!*" }, { "author": "sweet.melancholia", "message": "Cool, although I feel like I did *Everything* Wrong 😅\n\nI suppose, and although I didn't really plan on using a weapon, it could turn out to be pretty handy. I didn't really think about aiming for unarmoured parts since no server I've played has really gone that in depth before, so this is definitely fun and gives me a little bit more to think about!\n\nOh, I forgot to ask, but was there any personal info about the elf on them?\n\nI was gonna see if there was a family to return the ring and a \"Sorry for your loss\" To, but I guess not" } ]

[ { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The woods were thick, to the point where it the sun would rarely reach the ground. The ground was covered in roots from trees. On the gorund they would see the occasional track from some animal, claw marks on tree trunks and paw prints sunken into the ground from a creature much larger than your normal wolf." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann also sees this (he has 400%+ eyesight) and starts jogging his way towards the marks and following the trail so that Alarise and see further along the forest and perhaps spot the werewolf._\n\n\"You see the trail it left? Let me know where it's going and if you see anything yeah?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise looks to the trail, pointing at where she sees it leading. She has 800%+ eyesight.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The tracks continue for a bit, but suddendly stop. Where it stops there seems to be some kind of clearing a short distance away." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann thinks this through. Clearing doesn't gurantee the beast is there, they should also expect a possible ambush, at best Alarise needs to get into a good position to face the creature and for him to give support to her during the fight. The person the guy said that was with the beast might also be there to aid it._\n\n_Almann lowers his voice to a whisper_\n\n\"Alarise, mind if you get down from my shoulders? We should advance shoulder to shoulder instead to make it easier to engage if the beast is waiting in ambush. We also need to keep a look out for the other man that is with it, it may be helping keep it alive.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She'd hop down from his shuolders, keeping alongside him. She was as silent as a mouse.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Upon enteringt the clearing they would find that there was 7 Macen within, having set up what appeared to be a temporary camp, they all seemed pretty friendly to one another. One of them noticed the two and ran over, \"Hey, did you two get lost or something?\" He said, a wide smile on his face." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She looks up at Almann, assuming he will answer for them because she doesn't wanna say anything.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would scan the faces to see anything that would give one of them away as the beast. If one of them is seems winded, tired, sweaty, it'd possibly be a sign. Werewolves are shapeshifters, it's very possible one of these people are the beast. If so, one of these people are the beast, and another is a conspirator of them. They should get to know these guys, sniff it out, and end it to avenge the man's friend._\n\n_Almann smiles_\n\n\"Yeah, a little.\"\n\n_He chuckles_\n\n\"We were following some big game and it lead us here. You guys out here hunting too? See anything good?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Olivia took a seat, just listening to the conversation as she has nothing to dad.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man smiled, \"No, we aren't hunting, we live in the woods actually, ya know, connected to nature is one of the best ways to live.\" The man said smiling. There was one person who looked winded, a man with a cane and what looked like a wounded leg." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann has a mental facepalm. The hobbled man doesn't seem to be a threat, but he'll keep him in mind just in case. For now, he'll see if he can get some information out of these guys._\n\n\"Aye, the woods open one's heart and mind. Seems our prey got away though. Pretty disappointing. Truth is we've heard there's a big animal in the area that attacked a hunter a little while back, and we've been sent to check it out. Seems to me that natures got it's own ways of fighting back, eh?\"\n\n\"Anyways, got any idea what roams these woods? Seen anything large pass by here? Any information is helpful.\"\n\n_He sits down and once again scans their faces to see any changes in mood and facial expression._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Hmm, well I don't know about large beasts around here. But he might.\" He said pointing over to a woman tending to a wounded man. \"She knows more about the going on in the woods than I do.\" He said chuckling lightly, \"Oh, I never got your names. I'm Jacque, pleasure to meet you both.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"My name's Alarise~!\" *She waves.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man smiled and nodded, walking away towards the man with the crutch." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would go over to the woman and man, evaluating both bottom to top. The man is wounded, Almann suspects the hunter that was killed by the beast was experienced enough to not just lay down and die. The beast would have been injured a little during the confrontation surely? The woman may also be complicit. These two he will have to keep an eye on..._\n\n_Almann looks to the man_\n\n\"What happened to you? Wrestle with a bear and win?\"\n\n_Almann laughs_\n\n\"My name's Almann by the way.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man coughed with laughter. The woman shushed him as she spoke, \"I'm Elica, this is Lykos, he went out in the woods to get some berries for me and found himself attacked by a wolf. Lucky he escaped with only a few bite marks.\" She said, her voice sweet and calming.\n\nThe man spoke, his voice rough and grating, \"I told you woman that was no wolf it was a monster.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"..Do you remember where you found it?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would wait for a response, disregarding the man as the potential werewolf_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"A half mile that way, he getured to the east. If it wasn't for Elica I probably wouldn't have made it back.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Ah, lucky that then. Did she find you and have to drag you back to this camp or did she bravely fight off the beast herself?\"\n\n_Almann turns to the woman and grins_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Elica spoke up, \"I know a few tactics on how to scare an animal away, can't live in the woods without learning something.\" She said, finishing wrapping the mans wounds she patted his shoulder, \"Alright, give it a few days and you should be healed up just fine.\" As the man walked off, she turned to the other two, \"So what are you two in need of?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann gestures her off to the side, lowers his voice and takes a serious tone._\n\n\"I'm going to cut to the chase: he wasn't attacked by a wolf. We've been following a werewolf's trails after an attack on a pair of hunters, one of them dead. It lead to this clearing and camp, I suspect someone around here is the beast. I also suspect Lykos was attacked by the same monster. Who went out before or around the same time Lykos went out in the woods?\"\n\n_Leaving out the conspirator with the beast will feign ignorance of the whole situation, and perhaps lead to more information about the beast and the conspirator. Almann keeps his hands by his side, closer to his dagger than not._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "She thinks for a bit and pulls out a journal, \"Well this morning Jacques was out for some wood. Then later on Julie left to get some herbs for me, about an hour before Lykos left Cole and Ferin left together, like they do every day.\" She said trailing off as she thought, \"And that's all I've got so far.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She thinks of possible people that could be the one they're looking for out of that sentence, blinking rapidly while she thinks.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods_\n\n\"Are all of these people present in this camp right now?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Yep, sure are, if you need any other help just stop by and I'll assist you.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Do you have ideas as to the direction these people came back to the camp?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Well, Cole and Ferin came back from the south, Jacue from the west. And Lykos the east. I don't remember where Julie came back from, I was asleep when she came back.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods_\n\n\"Thanks! Wouldn't be able to fix this 'issue' without ya. Where are Cole and Ferin in this camp?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Well Ferin is the man with the messed up leg. And Cole, I've got no clue, he wanders around this place a lot.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Alright, we'll go meet Ferin, but what does Cole look like?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Bulky lad, long brown hair, couldn't possibly miss him.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann looks to Alarise_\n\n\"Any questions to ask?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"....Is Cole a fast runner?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Fastest runner here, \"Why?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"..No reason~! I just wanted to know incase I feel like racing~.\" *She innocently smiled as she let the excuse roll of the tip of her tongue.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann smiles_\n\n\"Thanks Elica. We'll be going to talk to Ferin for a bit, we'll come back if we need you.\"\n\n_Almann gestures to Alarise that we should be making our way towards Ferin._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Very well. See you two around.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann begins to walk and turns to Alarise_\n\n\"You notice anything?\" _He says as they get a far enough distance away_" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"Nope! They were really nice to us, and I doubt they're sketchy enough to be our lucky beast. I'd bet this Cole is, though. Maybe.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"We'll see once we talk to Ferin I feel.\"\n\n_Almann reaches Ferin_\n\n\"Just talked to Elica, you're Ferin right? I'm Almann.\"\n\n_Almann offers his hand and takes a seat next to the man, scanning him once more._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man was clearly aging, his hair beginning to turn gray and wrinkles forming on his skin. The man shool Almann's hand, \"I am, is there something you need?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Aye, just want to ask you about Cole, hear he's the fastest guy around here. Turns out my partner here...\"\n\n_He gestures to Alarise_\n\n\"...Is looking to race someone. We just wanna know a little bit about him, what's he's like, basic stuff. We'd also like to know where he is, but no one seems to know so far where he is.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Cole? Well what you trying to learn, it's true he's the fastest around here. As for where he is I think last I heard he was out chopping wood for the fire tonight.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Hmn, what is he like? Elica said you went out into the woods with him earlier today.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise remained quiet, listening.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"The boys a little hotheaded, but overall a good kid. He wants to do good things in the world but gets riled up really easily.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann knows a bit about lycanthropes. They hate silver, even in their human state._\n\n\"We really cannot thank you enough. If you wouldn't mind opening your hand for a second, I'd like to give you something as a token of my gratitude.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man smiled and waved his hand in a dismissive manner, \"No need boy. I'm happy to help however I can, no reward needed.\" He said chuckling as he slowly rose to his feet, \"Now if you don't mind me, I promised Elica I'd help her out today.\" He said beginning to slowly hobble towards the tent, leaning on his cane." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_In a nearby campfire Almann would place the end of his steel dagger, taking a silver coin and melting it upon a dagger, then using a piece of his leathers, coating both sides of the blade with it._\n\n\"Werewolves don't like silver, the old man is simply either figured out what I wanted to do, and dismissed it, or is good hearted. I should have just asked him to hold a coin...\"\n\n_Almann curses_\n\n\"I think we should go find and talk to Cole next, what say you?\"\n\n_Almann turns to Alarise_" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"I _also_ think we shuold go find and talk to Cole next~! You're such a smartie.\" *She jumps up to poke his forehead.*" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann grins_\n\n\"Let's go then.\"\n\n_Almann would follow the noises of an axe swinging and hitting wood._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "A couple hundred feet into the woods they'd find a man of large build, standing at about 6 feet, clearly defined muscles as he swung his large axe into the trunk of a tree. As the two would see him they would see as the tree fell. He smiled and wiped his forehead, stretching his arms, not noticing the two just yet." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise was right behind Almann, her little footsteps proceeding rapidly. She got quieter as they neared.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann could risk this man getting away, he knows he's fast, and he either has to prove he isn't, or is the beast._\n\n_Almann would cast 'Bronze Heel' on both of them before they would be spotted by Cole. This way if he bolted they would be able to keep on his heels in the woods. Almann suspects Cole is complicit or the man who is the beast._\n\n```Almann's speed increases from 21 mph -30 mph using 6 mana, and Alarise's speed from 24 -33 mph also using 6 mana. This cost 12 mana out of Almann's 100, leaving him with 88 mana left. This effect lasts two turns after casting.```" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "As they entered Cole's line of sight he gave a friendly smile and waved at them, \"Well hi, how are you two doing?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She waves back energetically;* \"Hellooo!\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann reaches into his pocket and immediately grabs a silver coin._\n\n\"Hello there!\" _He waves with his alternate hand_\n\n\"I'm sorry, but we don't have much time. I'm Almann, this is Alarise. Ferin back there said you were cutting wood. I figured I'd want to test something. Hold out your hand please, this is a quite urgent matter.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man chuckled, \"Not sure why but sure.\" He said holding his hand out for the man, \"So what do you need?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise tilted her head, staying quiet again.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would place the silver coin in the man's hand waiting for a response._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man would take the coin and look at it, flipping it in the air a couple times and then holding it out to Almann, \"Why are you handing me a coin?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would shrug_\n\n\"Keep it. Seems like you're doing a good share of the work around here. Others thought it would be a good idea to make it known that you're appreciated. Figured I chip in after others described you as dependable. Hard to find good friends like that these days.\"\n\n_Almann would turn to walk away, with the intent to head towards the tent that Ferin went to, that also contained Elica._" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise followed, waving to the man.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole waved happily to them as they walked off. As they arrived back in the clearing everything would seem normal. Although Elica would be walking around pretty calmly." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann turns to Alarise before they engage in a conversation with Elica_\n\n\"The only option now is to give Elica and Ferin a silver coin each and see how they react. As of now I have no idea who it is. My best bets are Ferin being the beast and Cole being the conspirator. Other than this, perhaps Elica could also be complicit some way. Got an ideas other than that?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"Nope! We'll go with your idea. I never would've thought of silver coins..\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods and walks up to Elica_\n\n\"Hi Elica, I just need you to do something for me. Hold out your hand please, just for a second.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"May I ask why?\" She said turning to look at them. Head tilted in confusion." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She let Almann do the talking, shuffling behind him energetically.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Just to test something.\"\n\n_Almann holds up a silver coin, looking for a reaction_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "She looks at him confused, \"I don't see what a coin has to do with any test. You'll have to give me more info.\" She said chuckling lightly." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann sighs_\n\n\"Lykos was attacked by the aforementioned werewolf, werewolves, even in their human state hate silver. This is simply to eliminate an suspected people. All you have to do is take the coin in your bare hand, it makes it easier for us to narrow it down to who exactly attacked Lykos, and the other hunter. Please don't misunderstand, we're really appreciative of what you've given to us in regards to information so far, it's simply a precaution.\"\n\n_Almann rolls the coin through his fingers waiting for her response_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Ya know, it ain't nice to just suspect everyone.\" She said taking the coin and holding it in her hand to show that it didn't hurt her. \"That make you feel better?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods_\n\n\"I deeply apologize, but you must understand what's at stake here yes? Now if you'll excuse us, we'll go talk to Ferin now. You can keep the coin if ya want, as a token of apology from me to you.\"\n\n_Almann waves and walks towards the tent where Ferin was last seen_" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise follows him, humming jubilantly.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Upon reaching the tent the two would see signs of a quick leave. Things strewn about wildly and no sign of Ferin." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann turns to Alarise_\n\n\"Ready to go werewolf hunting? Should've figured, the bastard is already gone, and I can assume who helped him before he left. We have two choices, tie up Elica so she can't run, assuming she isn't gone already, or go after Ferin immediately. I'm up for going after the werewolf, he can cover ground more than the woman.\"\n\n```Almann's speed increases from 21 mph -30 mph using 6 mana, and Alarise's speed from 24 -33 mph also using 6 mana. This cost 12 mana out of Almann's 100, leaving him with 88 mana left. This effect lasts two turns after casting.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"We need to go right for the werewolf. I'm sure the woman was under duress by threat from the werewolf..\"\n\n\"...Or they were getting freaky in the night. Either way, the werewolf is what we came here for!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "simbot34", "message": "Guess i can go for a while yeah" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"He couldn't have gone far in his human form. He would leave big tracks behind in his werewolf form. Let's go find the tracks.\"\n\n_Almann sprints out of the tent looking for larger tracks_\n\n```Searching is helped by Almann's +400% eyesight```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise looks around for tracks as well, following him.*\n```diff\n-Ala has +800% eyesight. It helps out in the search.```" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "As they ran they would see 2 sets of tracks going away from where they had found Cole. One was more faint and looked humanoid, the other was from a large creature." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would begin to follow the tracks of the large creature, look for any signs of a new path, or a switch back to human form to throw them off, they'll double back and search for the humanoid tracks later, the werewolf is the most dangerous of the two_" } ]

[ { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "As they travelled they would notice the tracks seemed to be getting fresher as they went deeper into the woods." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann pulls out his silver dagger and turns to Alarise_\n\n\"I have an idea. I'll bait him to attack me, my aim is pretty good with throwing knives. I'll throw it in his eye or something and shoot one of my bronze lances at him. When he's stunned from both you go in and finished him off. Or you can go in and incapacitate him. We still need to know where the body of the other hunter is. We can also take the chance, kill him now, and then ask Elica where the bodies and scraps are. What say you?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"I say Elica is our best bet, we might as well kill the beast now.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods and continues to follow the tracks_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The tracks would suddenly stop seeming to disappear, the only sign someone had been there being a piece of cloth that seemed to be snagged on a thorn bush." } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann remains alert keeping an eye and ear open to any movement around them. It wouldn't be surprising if the beast was hiding in the large oaks of the forest. He would chose to focus his attention to the denser areas around them. Almann casts bronze fists on Alarise._\n\n\"He's here.\"\n\n```Bronze Fists cast on Alarise for 5 mana, he is now at 93. This increases her strength by +2.5 for two turns.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She'd tap her sword against her beltline,* \"But.. Where here?\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Looking around they would see the occasional sign of travel but they didn't seem to point in any particular direction." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann comes up with a crazy idea. Perhaps the beast is attracted to the scent of human blood? After all, he did attack and kill a hunter going through these woods and then injure lykos._\n\n_Almann takes the silver dagger and cuts his left hand with it, letting the blood drip on the soil and waiting for a potential response from the nearby beast._" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "As he cut his hand they would hear the sound of running, and a voice, \"Stop!\" It yelled as the werewolf came into view Cole not far behind." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"Took you long enough to show yourselves eh?\"\n\n_Almann gives a wicked grin at the werewolf_\n\n\"Before we begin the festivities, were'd you keep the scraps? Of, you know, the hunter you killed and presumably ate.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise gripped her sword tighter.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole's eyes widened seeing the two \"Fuck.\" He whispered, \"Listen, I ain't going down without a fight.\" He said axe in one hand. The werewolf was snarling starting to circle around the two. \"As for your question, the remains are somewhere in the woods. After he feeds he leaves him, we don't store anything anywhere" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann turns to Alarise_\n\n\"You got Cole? I can take the beast.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She'd look at Cole, trying to guess how well he might be able to move based on his size.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole looked at Alarise, \"Listen, I don't want to hurt you, just leave peacefully.\" He said." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"And what if I don't? You're in service to a _beast_. You're murdering innocents.\"\n\n\"I can't allow that.\"" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"You're choice.\" He said looking at her.\n\nThe beast would jump at Almann, claws extended aiming to pin him." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann grins. They're all the same he thinks. He waits until the last second to improve the the chance of a hit to throw his silver coated dagger, aiming at the eye of the beast. In the meantime, he also raised his second hand to cast off a 'Bronze Lance', aiming at the throat of the beast. Being ambidextrous with dual casting helps it seems._\n\n```The silver dagger exists the hands of Almann aimed at the eye socket of the beast, and the 'Bronze Lance' cast for 15 mana flies 120 fps at the throat of the werewolf. This costs Almann 15 mana leaving him with 85 left in the pool.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise sprints right towards him, bringing down her sword upon the man.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The man would block the sword with the handle of the axe and would attempt to kick the girl away from him. \n\nThe knife would miss the creature by a few inches but the spear connected sending the creature back as the spear pierced his neck." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would cast 'Fleet Foot' and 'Bronze Fists' on himself, preparing for a counter attack._\n\n```'Fleet Foot' and 'Bronze Fists' were cast on Almann for a full effect. This increases his running speed from 21 mph -36 mph, and strength from 4 -6.5. This cost him another 15 mana leaving 70 in the pool.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise attempts to thrust her sword straight forward as it gets blocked, probably stabbing something.*" } ]

[ { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole would move to the side the sword knicking his side, he would swing and attempt to hit the girl with the axe.\n\nThe beast would growl at Almann and run forward, moving in a zigzag pattern to try and make it difficult for him to target." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would rush the beast expecting to catch it by surprise, using his momentum and newly gained strength, he would put his weight behind an attempted heavy punch to the jaw of the beast, hoping to break it. Him being an Earth Macen, his knuckles would be exposed, giving him extra blunt damage._\n\n```Current speed/strength: 36 mph/6.5 or 650 lbs of lift```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise counters by bringing her sword up to counter the axe. Unlike her sword, he can't thrust the axe forward in the same way due to length and shape.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "While his axe was countered, Cole would attempt to kick Olivia away again.\n\nThe punch would connect with the jaw the creature would attempt to slice his arm as he went back." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would use 'Bronze Shield' one hand to block the slash attack, and shooting 'Stone Fist' at center mass of the werewolf with his other free hand._\n\n```The 'Bronze Shield' cost 10 mana which is reduced to 5 due to mana regeneration. The 'Stone Fist' formed with a singular piercing spike which is launched at the center mass (stomach) of the werewolf at 150 fps cost an additional 3.75 mana. This leaves Almann with 61.25 mana left in the pool.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "I meant to say alarise, not olivia\n\nI have no clue why i keep saying olivia\n\n*Ally(Alarise) would get kicked back, though not enough to knock her on her butt—just enough to move her back. She took a defensive stance with her sword.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "As she got knocked back Cole would try to hit her stomach with a powerful swing of his axe.\n\nThe spike would hit the beast. Collapsing to the ground he would shakily come back up to his feet. Growling at Almann." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann shoots off two more spiked 'Stone Fists'. Anticipating that the beast will instinctively dodge either left or right, he shoots two at the same level as before both to the left and right of the best. At least one of them will hit if the werewolf attempts to dodge on either side._\n\n```Stone Fists are launched to the right or left of the beast anticipating a dodge to either side. These both have the same singular spike at the end and are aimed at the same level as the previous. In total, this costs another 7.5 mana, reducing the pool to 53.75.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Olivia rolls out of the way, getting onto her feet. She attempted to throw a heavy swing of her sword at Cole.*" } ]

[ { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The beast would roll to the right, the spike hitting his shoulder.\n\nCole would attempt to block the sword with his axe handle once again but the swing would have enough force and would break his axe handle." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would cast 'Fleet Foot' on himself, increasing his speed so he can reach the silver dagger (which he presumable spots with his +400% eyesight) and grab it. He fires off another 'Stone Fist' at the beast to stall._\n\n```Almann casts 'Fleet Foot' on himself to increase his speed to 36 mph for 10 mana, and cast 'Stone Fist' at the beast for an additional 3.75 mana. This cost Almann a total of 13.75 mana, with a 5 mana reduction due to mana regen. His total now is 45 mana in the pool.```" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise grins.* \"How do ya like _that_?! Now I'll really show you how it's done!\" *She'd bring her sword up and go in for another swing.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The beast would just barely move out of the way of the stone fist. Charging at Almann and leaping into the air attempting to pounce on him. \n\nCole would back up away from the swing and throw his axe at her chest." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise hastily takes to the ground to avoid this, not having enough time to think her next move.87" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann uses his speed to dodge the incoming attack and head towards the silver dagger on the ground. He cast 'Bronze Fist' on himself to prepare for his counter attack._\n\n```Almann attempts to dodge the attack and go towards the silver dagger on the ground. He cast 'Bronze Fist' on himself to prepare for a counter attack. This cost him 5 mana leaving him with 40 mana left in the pool and a strength of 6.5```" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole would run and attempt to tackle Alarise to the ground.\n\nThe beast would run at Almann and swipe a clawed hand at his chest." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*Alarise would roll at the last second, scrambling to her feet.*" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would pick up a the silver dagger in one hand and cast 'Bronze Shield' with the other, attempting to block the attack_\n\n```Almann cast 'Bronze Shield' for 10 mana where the wolf man is attacking. This leaves him with 35 mana left due to mana regen.```" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole would stumble missing the tackle and fall, standing up and turning around to face the girl he would bring his hands up in a fighting position.\n\nThe beast's attack would bounce off the shield he would attempt to follow it up with a swipe from the other paw." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She squints at him.* \"Why-\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann would cast 'Bronze Shield' once more to block his attack while lunging forward at the beast to stab it with the silver dagger._\n\n```Almann cast 'Bronze Shield' for 10 mana where the wolf man is attacking. This leaves him with 25 mana left. He lunges at the beast stabbing at it's face to blind it using his increased speed with a strength of 6.5```" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "\"Why what?\" Cole asked looking at her. Anger in his eyes as he saw the werewolf die.\n\nAs the blade stabbed the creature's face it howled in pain, making one weak attempt to scratch at Almann before falling dead, shifting back into his human form as he died." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"Nevermind. Stand still, please!\" *And like lightning , expending 5 mana, she swung at him with energetically [Vibrant Strike], leaving her with 95 mana left.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Being caught off guard the swing connected, slicing through his skin with ease." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"Yes! Bleed, like a grapefruit! BLEED!\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann spits on the ground next to the body and turns to Alarise_\n\n\"Should we look for the bodies of the other hunters? We did say we'd find them.\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"Shoot.. We probably should.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Running on blind rage and adrenaline Cole would yell and charge at Almann and would attempt to tackle him to the ground." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann with the last remnants of 'Bronze Fist' would punch Cole's temple with his right fist_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "The punch would have enough force behind it to cause Cole to pass out." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann sighs_\n\n\"The bounty said to eliminate these two, should we kill Cole?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She looks at Cole.*" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Cole is knocked out cold, completely defenseless." }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "\"We could turn him into the authorities and let them deal with it.\"" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "\"We'll bring him back to camp with the other body. I'll ask them for some rope and we'll go back to find the bodies of the other hunters. Sound good?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "*She nods.* \"Sounds good to me. Let's get going!\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann grabs Cole by the collar of his shirt, and Ferin by his hair. He drags them both in the direction of the hunting camp_" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Upon arriving to the camp anyone who had been outside would stop what they were doing to look at the two." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann tosses the two forward and sits down, partially exhausted from the fight. He looks towards Elica and raises an eyebrow._\n\n\"Got any rope?\"" }, { "author": "simbot34", "message": "Exahausted as fter my fisrt dan of work" }, { "author": "cadderlyadderly", "message": "Elica walks over to the two, \"What in the world did you do? Why did you kill them?\"" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "———————————————————\n\n_Almann walks back from the camp, the guards had already arrived and taken care of the bodies to verify that they were the targets. Turns out the prize was much larger than posted, these two had been responsible for serial killings in the last two months. Good riddance. He has to go back to the tavern he left his horse at, wouldn't want her to get stolen now. Overall he is satisfied with being able to challenge the werewolf in a 1 on 1 and win singlehandedly. On top of that he was able to aid Alarise in her fight. Almann knows he's gotten better at what he does. Perhaps he should take up a hobby as a mercenary? He almost ran out of mana though, and it wouldn't hurt to be more cautious next time._\n\n_He signs, and proceeds to walk back the way he came on foot._" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "A figure would pass through the trees while carrying a very heavy object behind their back, the loud noise of twigs snapping in half and foot steps are heard throughout the wilds. They would stop from their travels to catch a quick break, sitting down on a rock as they take deep breaths. The figure was wearing rather puffy clothes to hide their identity, not to mention how they were wearing a hood over their head. Yet pulling down the hoodie reveals a Qua that resembles a praying mantis, a female one that is carrying a long bow on her back with a quiver filled with arrows. The female raises both pairs of her arms up to stretch them, cracking down bones a long the way since she had just finished hunting a large animal for her family.\n\n\"God this is like the second time they asked for me to do this. I need to take a break for a while...\" She mumbles underher breath quietly before getting up and grabbing the large animal, dragging it while she walks." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_A Qua? I haven't seen one of those in a while. Most that exist in the plains are often roaming hordes of vicious warriors. This one doesn't seem to threatening though, not nearly as large or plated as the roaming beetle khans he heard stories about._\n\n\"Need help? I'm Almann by the way.\"\n\n_Almann cast 'Bronze Fists' increasing his strength. His hands and arms glow brightly as he offers to pick up the animal and drag it to her intended destination. Almann seems to have blood stains scattered around his tunic and hands._" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina turns around to face the stranger and gives him a nod to his question, handing the animal to the person with a smile. \n\n\"Nice name you got there, mine is Akina.\" The Qua responds while walking the trail to her destination, looking around the wilds incase there's any more animals to hunt. \n\n\"Ah by the way, why are you here? It looks pretty dangerous, plus there are some wild animals here. You wouldn't want to be their next dinner.\" She explains while quietly laughing since she did make an animal her dinner for tonight, putting her arms on her hips as her other set of arms place their hands on her hips as well." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann grabs the animal with one hand and takes out a silver dagger with another. It's covered in dried blood, but gives off a tell tale sheen of what exactly the dagger is made of._\n\n\"This is a silver dagger. Was assigned a quest that required me to go out with a buddy of mine and hunt down a serial killing werewolf. Worked out just fine, authorities even got one of the conspirators who were helping hide the bodies to confess to where they were, and put him in jail. He'll face trial soon enough. My tunic in some places is stained with its blood, unfortunately. I apologize if it's unsightly. Nice to meet you Akina. Say, what are the Qua doing out here? I wasn't aware there were any in this area.\"\n\n_Almann, using his arms and legs puts the animal on his shoulders talking while he waits for her to show him the way_" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "\"Well you know, I hunt for my family that's all. You know like those rumours of praying mantis Quas eating their like husbands or fathers? Yeah it's like that but instead the females have the more higher role, and they live instead of us eating them.\" Akina explains while making sure it wasn't too hard for him to understand what she meant, even putting air quotes when talking about the females eating the males. \n\n\"In my family I help provide food by hunting animals while my mom works, my dad helps take care of my siblings while we're busy. It's pretty much tradition for women to be carrying a longbow, especially if we're hunting.\" She says with a smile on her face while pointing at her weapon, leading the way while talking to him.\n\n\"By the way that's actually pretty cool, nice job saving those people and avenging those victims. Personally I would kill that werewolf, he'll be an amazing fur coat for winter and when dealing with rabid animals.\"." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann continues to recast 'Bronze Fist' on himself and keeps up with her._\n\n\"The only Qua I've had encounters with are the savage beetles hordes of the north. They're insanely fast and are almost able to keep up with Silnaran War Horses. Often they have horns and can cause havoc to our horses when we went to war with them. Aye, the Quasi in general are a bit different then their less intelligent cousins in actual insects, I wouldn't too surprised if 'eating' their heads wasn't true.\" \n\n\"A long bow eh? Most everyone in the Khanate are taught how to use a composite bow on horseback at a young age...\"\n\n_He gestures to the composite bow on his back_ \n\n\"But elves learn faster than most. Most children can hunt starting in their first few years. Me? Took me almost a decade to catch up. Being an Earth Macen isn't too fun in a horde of Steppe Elves, regardless of how the society is shaped. Attaman is unforgiving and hard to deal with, but merry when he is drunk. And drunk he stays most of the time anyways. As for the werewolf, the beast transformed back into his human form after I killed him. The only way to skin a werewolf is to do it while it's alive. Unfortunately, I did not have that choice with this one, I left him and his pal with the guards. Now I have enough money to put off my shop from the debtors.\"\n\n\"Your family does well out here I assume?\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina nods to his question before opening her mouth.\n\n\"I know who you're talking about, the beetles from the north huh? We hate em, despite them, absolutely despise the living hell out of them. At home we have to give them out supplies since they invaded it once and threatened to kill us all unless we give them what they demand, despite how big this animal is we get less than what we earn. Living in constant fear isn't so fun, but you have to deal with it for the rest of your life.\"\n\n\"Some Qua resemble actual insects while those like me have those traits yet resemble Macens. Those that resemble actual insects are treated with higher respect, like those beetles since they have those hard plates that helps protect them. But Qua like me are still valued since we don't scare people and we fit in society, somehow.\" \n\nShe looks over to take a peek at the composite bow on his back, looking at its details before stretching out both pairs of her arms in front of her. \n\n\"Comes real handy when you can handle stuff even more better with four arms. But they do get in the way. What's like having just two arms?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann chuckles_\n\n\"It's alright, working on a spell to summon bronze ones that will be attached to my torso for a short time. That will allow me triple cast instead of just dual cast. Dual casting comes in handy, but able to fire off three or four spells at once? Now that's just unreal. For some it's a reality, and it'd make it easier for me to assist more than 1-2 people at a time in combat or otherwise.\"\n\n_Almann continues to keep pace with Akina, wondering what her family looks like exactly._\n\n\"Back at home the work is usually even between people. We make up for the lack of arms with more cooperation within the Khanate. Everyone has an essential role to play for maintaining the horde.\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina looks at him with a smile and gives him four thumbs up using all of her hands. \n\n\"That sounds really nice actually. Despite us insect people looking all freaky and icky, we all have feelings to. But...\" She leans in closer to Almann and quietly speaks in a quiet voice.\n\n\"Don't tell anyone, but seriously do not hang out with the cockroach Quas. They're very weird in their own way.\" Akina leans back and begins to laugh, covering her mouth with the upper pair of her arms before clearing her throat.\n\n\"What do you do for a living? Do you like travel across the world or just constantly doing one thing?\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann chuckles_\n\n\"I own a tinkerer's shop in New Salvainia. It's on one of the bigger streets there and it makes me enough to live off of. My adoptive father/guard/whomever taught me the ways of his trade. He made many of the enchanted ear, nose, hair, and finer rings that the Khan and his blood brothers wear. My adoptive mother makes their clothes. He's a well known elder and respected by many of the tradesmen there.\"\n\n\"I continue his trade by doing the same. I make all sorts of jewelry, accessories, and small arms. I even polish up and fine tune armor with repairs. People don't want to pay a full price for a blacksmith, goldsmith, or silversmith (what have you) to fix it. So they come to be instead.\"\n\n\"My dream though is to spread the business around Salvainia and beyond, travelling is apart of advertising and making more money to start the businesses. Being a tradesmen has its perks and drawbacks.\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina's eyes lights up when he mentions the idea of traveling and even owning a shop, looking at him with an excited look. \n\n\"Seriously?! That sounds really cool! All I do is hunt and provide, but I really want to explore out into the world instead of this place. What's it like in New Salvainia anyways?\" She continues to walk until suddenly stopping, exhaling deeply before pointing at something.\n\n\"Well then, welcome to my home!\" Akina says as she shows off the entrance to her village, other female Quas were carrying items and the young children were playing around or just sticking to their parents. \n\n\"Just don't stare too much and don't mind the chatter, follow along.\" She would begin walking towards a rather large cottage that has many features like the other cottages in the village, looking as if this is a thriving society filled with people of her kind." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods and follows her, glancing and smiling at the playing children. He wishes that it was the same back home. The Khanate living was simple and tiring, play was rare._\n\n\"New Salvainia? It's a bustling city with all sorts of people. Traders, mercenaries, and people from all over Drase come to New Salvainia to trade and make a living. I'm no different than them. The food is plenty and often cheaper in the poorer districts, the city itself (like many others) are dictated by wealth depending on the district. Since my clients are from all walks I life I get to see the disparities between them. But all districts, with the exception of a few, have their charm.\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina stops in front of the door to knock on it multiple times.\n\n\"I got tonight's dinner! Dad?! Mom?! Are you guys in there?!\" She yells out before the door opens and a small figure stands in front of her, a young girl looks at her with a huge smile on her face. Akina ruffles the girls hair before turning around and pointing at the animal, the little girl stomping her feet excitingly and running throughout the cottage. \n\n\"Alright, come on in. Just don't mind my siblings, they're adorable but will gang up on you if they want.\" She explains with a smile on her face before entering inside and walking into the kitchen. \n\n\"Guys I brought a friend! He's nice so don't be nervous or rude!\" Akina points at a spot on the floor for him to place the animal." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann enters and takes a look around the house and sets down the animal keeping a watchful eye on the little ones. They seem to have no shortage of energy._\n\n\"Do you have a place where I can wash this blood off of me? The blood is starting to stink, if I'm being completely honest...\"\n\n_Almann grins_" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina nods and points to a hallway with both of her right arms.\n\n\"Just go through there and make a right. When my dad comes home I'll make sure to ask him to wash your clothes. My mom may come home soon.\" She grabs a small stool and a knife before preparing to skin the animal and cut it into pieces. Making sure he follows what she said Akina begins to dig the knife into the animal and seemingly make a mess on the floor for a while, not minding if her siblings watch since it helps them out in the future." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann has seeing the dressing of an animal before, it's good experience for the young ones. He's not sure about the mess though..._\n\n\"Thanks.\"\n\n_Almann followers her directions and washes himself up, the blood easily comes off of his hands, arms and face. The top part of his tunic he removes, it's the most blood out of all the others. Perhaps he shouldn't trouble with them cleaning it? None the less he keeps the top half of the tunic tucked under his arm as he walks back out into the living area and kitchen._" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "When Almann came back Akina was almost done with cutting up the animal, yet her siblings turned around and almost surrounded him. Admiring how different he looked from them, they began to ask questions.\n\n\"What are you?!\" The little girl asks.\n\n\"No no, you're suppose to ask nicely. Who are you?!\" A young boy asks him with their bright big eyes staring right at him, jumping up and down with excitement.\n\nAkina took notice on whather siblings were doing so she decided to reveal the fur of the animal and hold it up. \n\n\"This big bad monster is going to eat you if you keep bugging him alright! One of you two tell dad to come home, we havea visitor so we have to make sure he leaves without an empty stomach!\"\n\nThe boy nods his head before running out of the cottage to go talk to their father, Akina letting out a deep breath and sitting down on the small stool. \n\n\"They make this place less boring when my parents aren't around and when I come back from hunting.\"" }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann laughs. The children in the city were sometimes this cheerful, they often played games like dice from an early age. Some even had crude playing cards. Tag was a common sight within the winding streets of the middle class district. The children in the lower districts were more wary for strangers, but these children have never seemingly experienced something to warrant suspicion._\n\n\"They sure do. What are their names?\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "\"Ah, my sister's name is Hori while my brother is Mori. Very cute how their names are alike but they hate it when someone mix their names together.\" Akina explains as she ruffles her sister's hair again, her sister reacts by sticking her tongue out and running away to her room.\n\n\"You should really see them if you wasn't here, they would just constantly distract me by playing around all over the place.\" She says with a smile on her face as she cut the meat into pieces and put them to the side into a bowl.\n\n\"By the way can you help me put the fur away? Just wash it up and put it outside for it to dry.\"" } ]

[ { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann nods_\n\n\"My siblings were the same, even as they got older.\"\n\n_Almann goes and picks up the fur, carrying it to an appropriate place to clean, cleaning it, and then going outside to put it up on a rack. He returns inside stretching his back._\n\n\"Honestly, the distraction becomes part about what you appreciate when it comes to siblings. Appreciation for what one has now makes someone better off in my opinion. What was the saying? You never know what you truly have until you lose it.\"\n\n_Almann leans on a nearby table_" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Akina takes a deep breath before beginning to wash her hands by dipping them in a bucket of cold water, taking time to thoroughly scrub each one. \n\n\"Thanks, I appreciate it. By the way hope you're fine with a whole actual dinner tonight, it has been a while since we had guests.\" She chuckles under her breath before walking over to the table and taking off her large fur coat, revealing she was wearing just a tangtop underneath. Yet she kept on her warm pants and boots on since she was too lazy to take them off, plus they were comfortable. Placing her coat on an empty chair Akina walks back to the kichen to go through the cabinets and take out a fruit, biting into it with ease.\n\n\"Want some? They're ripe and healthy.\" She says inbetween chewing the pieces in her mouth." }, { "author": ".rybus", "message": "_Almann chuckles_\n\n\"Any meal is a welcome meal. Haven't eaten in a while. Travelling makes it a bit harder to find a good place to rest your head if silver is thin. Thank you for having me.\"\n\n_Almann proceeds to sit at a chair_\n\n\"Fruit... Huh... Sure. Haven't had any for a while either, good fruit is expensive in the city, and I don't travel to the larger towns, I mostly stick by the roads outside to people in between places.\"" }, { "author": "milkytime", "message": "Without warning Akina chucks a fruit at him with her right hand before going back to eating the fruit, leaning over the counter that clearly has some blood stains on it. \n\n\"Well then you can come by incasd you need help surviving out there, my mom helps patrol the place while my dad watches the kids. It helps make you feel at home.\" She says before walking to a wooden bin to throw the core of the fruit away, even spitting out the seeds. \n\n\"By the way after dinner could you take me out to explore even farther than the wilds? I'll just tell my parents I'm hunting beyond the point, they're really good at believing in me.\" Akina says before laughing and covering her mouth with both of her upper hands." } ]

[ { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The White Haired man, evidently an Oni, glances to the slightly dreary mage, wondering if he should introduce himself or anything. Well, they were gonna be together for this quest. Why not, right? \"My name is Akuma. What is your name?\" The Oni talked in a curt, short way with a voice that rang out in the small alley. \"We should know each other if we are going to fight together.\" The Oni was an imposing figure, but didn't exude the warning signs that the hooded mage did. He didn't have any malicious intentions, after all." }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "The Mage regarded the Oni in dead silence. Nox noted that he was missing a horn and carried no visibe weapon. Unskilled and relied on brute force. By now, the silence was so awkward that one could touch it if they tried. Finally, he said \"Nox\" As he gestuered for the map and said: \"The faster we get there, the better\". He proceeded to take off his mask, but pulled down his good so his face was still obscured from view" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The Oni doesn't particularly do anything to acknowledge the silence, and nods as the hooded man— Nox, as he has just learnt, decides to cut the conversation short. He didn't like just moping around, either. He turns, then sets off towards the woods, using alleys and the dark of the fading sunlight to his advantage to remain relatively unseen until he reaches the woods where the hit is supposedly located." }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "Nox followed closely behind, as he had only been to the Salvain Empire a handful of times, and preferred not to get lost in the complicated city streets and alleys. As the reach the edge of the city and woods, Nox paused as the Oni paused, and asked \"What now?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As expected, once you two made it to the woods it was easy travel to make it to the hut. The map was surprisingly detailed and really made the journey easier. It was very clear that whoever made this map was very keen to detail. \nAs you examine the hut you see that it is small and made of logs. The hut had a single broad door and windows to each of its sides. You don't see the cloaked figure at first, but then you two notice a squirrel hanging from a branch looking over you both with the same kind of intelligence in its eyes that the frog had. Once it sees you two give eye contact, it points its paw over to the hut, as if giving the signal to commence the mission." }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "Holy shit, this man had talent in.. Surprising him. The Oni almost lets out a yelp as the squirrel stared at him, but regains his composure fast enough to keep his face a Stoney frown. The armor he wore was under the wool so it wouldn't make too much sound, and as he looked over to the cabin, he wondered whether he should let the mage plan first or not. He seemed like one of those people. Well, it was much easier to simply ask. The Oni talks in a slightly more muted way, almost whispering. \"What is the plan, Nox?\"" }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*Nox moved up until he was around 100 feet away from the hut, an crouched to survey the area. With the sun set, one would be hard pressed to find him, perfectly hidden in the bushes. He turned to the Oni and said. \"We earn more if the people are alive. I can set fire to the hut and forecast them to come out. That way, we don't have to test for traps and they will be too preoccupied to notice us. They will be burned but they will be alive. That is unless you have a better plan?' Nox said in a condescending tone, as he did was not impressed with either the squirrel or the Oni*" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The Oni nods. He would have never thought of that plan, he wasn't much of a planner as much as he was a breaker. \"That sounds much better than what I was planning. We shall go with that. Should I wait outside the door? Perhaps I could simply knock out the ones who come out.\" The Oni could probably crush a branch of wood in his hand, simply knocking out two or three Macen wouldn't particularly be a problem." }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As you both get closer to the hut you all hear some coughing. It sounded like a woman's cough. You also hear some whimpering and crying, presumably a child. You then hear a deep male voice consoling the child. \n\"There, there, everything will be alright. Mommy will get better, don't cry. Daddy is here, everything will be alright so long as Daddy is here\"" } ]

[ { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "Im gonna reply and go to sleep for like 6 hours" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The Oni hears the coughs, but he knew that there was a cost for everything like this. Money needed sacrifice, and that sacrifice this time was a family... And a baby. He didn't particularly feel like beating up a baby. Or a sick woman that probably couldn't leave her bed once the fire was set. If Nox were to proceed, he would as well— but could he? Honor was what he lived by, could the Oni sacrifice that for money? Nox really didn't seem like a man that had compassion, but the Oni wasn't a hooded... Mage. Maybe he would break, but he hoped that he wouldn't. He sneaks up to the door, standing just outside of it." }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*Nox acted as if he had hear nothing. Money was one of two gods that he worshipped; and money was well, money. He was going to need the coin to hire a thief to steal that book on arcane magic he had been eyeing for far too long. He looked at the Oni and sensed a slight hesitation in him, and decided to finish the job before he could back out. Without saying a word, Nox raised his arm to the sky, and his prized weapon Iapetus, came flying out of the sky into his hands. The dark wing spear was even more terrifying now that the last rays of light form the sun began to fade. Rings of runes that danced around and emitted a strange blood-red glow. He spoke quietly to the Oni: \"When I set fire to the hut, I assume the woman and child will come out first. Take care of them. No fatalities. I will handle the rest.\" Then, with a swift move, Nox thrust his spear forward, and a steam of Blood-red fire unleashed itself onto the hut, setting it on fire immediately.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As expected, the hut made of logs easily catches aflame from Nox's magic. The crying gets louder and the coughing worsens as you hear a man screaming in panic\n\"You monsters! Haven't you tormented me enough!\" \nAs you are right next to the door Akuma, you can hear scrambling inside and the raspy voice of the woman\n\"Just... Leave... Me... Save... Our... Baby...\"\n\"I'm not leaving you behind!\"\nThe footsteps come closer to the door along with the coughing and crying. The door is hastily opened and as you are right next to the door Akuma, you see a muscular dark haired earth macen carrying a brunette earth macen woman in one arm and a baby in the other. \nBeing a mercenary you can tell those arms aren't that of a warrior, but rather someone who had diligently worked on the field. Around his belt is a woodcutter's axe and it appears to be the only weapon on him. The man is clearly shocked to see you at the door but you can see an intense desire to protect in his eyes. \nThe man let's out a mighty roar and attempts to slam you out of the way with his shoulder." }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "Fuck, this pained him to do, but as the man attempted to slam the Oni out of the way, the Oni simply grows to his normal size(230 centimeters), and using his 10 strength, attempts to knock the man out by using a rather well formed, strong right hook to approximately the jaw. \n\nAt this form, Akuma really did look like a devil. His white hair flowed down to his shoulder, his eyes glowed orange. His teeth were pointy, almost as if they were a carnivore's. His skin was as red as the evening sunset, and most importantly, he was 50% bigger than human form. \n\nAs the Oni threw the right hook, he roared, his voice much raspier and booming than before. \"Calm, THE FUCK, **DOWN!**\"" }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*As the inhabitants of the hut came rushing out, Nox was on the side of the hut, around 20 feet away from Akuma. To his suprise, all 3 inhabitants came rushing out of the hut. At first he waited to see what the Oni would do, but then quickly remembered that the Oni was slightly averse to attacking unarmed people. Striding quickly towards their position, Nox saw the brief shove and punch get exchanged.*\n\n*The man was clearly dazed by the Oni's punch, and was disoriented and trying to regain his footing. Nox acted quickly, striking him on the back of his head with the blunt of his Winged Spear.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As Nox takes advantage of the man's disorientation he is slightly caught off guard to see the weak wife raise her arms as an earth barrier is summoned and blocks the attack from the spear. This buys the man enough time to regain his footing as he is an earth macen and thus had a somewhat higher tolerance for pain. \nHe glares at Akuma with hatred seething in his eyes before glances over to the window inside the hut.\"Calm down?! After trying to burn my family?! How about you leave us alone?!\"\nRealizing he won't win in a test of strength with Akuma, he mutters some incantations and earth reinforces his body. He then runs back into the burning hut and with an impressive display of strength he charges through the window using his body, tearing down some of the wall as well, granted it had weakened from the flames. He then attempts to run deeper into the forest with his wife and child still safe in his arms." }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "Well, he was right. The phrase had just kinda popped out of his mouth while he was high in adrenaline. As the man started to run into the house again, the Oni follows, but not before casting Steel Skin on himself. After doing so, he runs through the house, and crashes through the wall himself as well, leaving a much bigger hole in his wake. \"Stop right there, Macen!\" The macen might be faster then him, but he was also carrying two people under his arm. I mean, come on. He has earth around his body and two people under his arm? Come on, man, that's a lot of weight. Anyways, the Oni follows, his woolen clothes now mostly burned off, revealing his set of armor under his clothes. \"I do not want to hurt your child!\"" }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*Nox cursed loudly. Tactical error, he thought to himself. Should have used his perverse fire spell. Their skin would be boiling off by now. No matter. Alive was a wide range. Alive could be missing limbs, as long as he burned the stump to prevent them from bleeding out. Nox quickly shook these thoughts away, drew a dagger from underneath his robes, wispered a spell, and the dagger turned jet black with a sharp hiss. Only pausing momentarily to aim, he sent the dagger flying, and hit his traget dead center at the feet of the Macen man. 6 black, thorned tendrils immediately erupted, and grasped the man, holding him in place*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The man is caught by the tendrils and it is clear that he is frustrated with the situation. However, he is strong and stable footed, so he maintains his balance as he slowly prys his legs free from the tendrils. However, it uses up all his movement allowing Akuma to catch up and be within melee distance once more. \nThe man looks up and yells in desperation \"Leave us alone! If I'm gone, who is going to take care of my wife?! Who is going to take care of my child?! I can't die here and I can't get caught! If either of you have a heart, please, spare me!\"" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "Akuma remains steely faced, although his heart tugs at his feelings. The Oni lets out a roar as he runs towards the bound man, and activates Herculean Strength. As he reaches the man, the Oni pulls a hand back, and sends a massive punch, aided by his metallic skin and 14 strength, into the man's side. It probably cracks a few bones. Maybe even knock him out. As he does this, he decides to do one thing that was morally right. He would take care of the man's family." }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*Nox follows the Oni up to the man while taking out two long pieces of rope, handing one to the Oni. He silently regarded the man and his wife and child with a cold, taunting gaze. Then without warning, he thrust his spear into the man's left thigh with his full force. He said in a terrifing tone: \"That's for giving us trouble.\" He paused as if thinking. \"Next one goes through the chest of your child if you try to run.\" He didn't mean it, but he was annoyed at the man's pathetic attempts and plea for help.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "The man buckles from your punch Akuma as the wind is knocked out of him, but are surprised to see none of the bones have broken, though you suspect they are likely fractured at least. It would seem with the man's earth skin still active and his naturally tough bones, he was able to somewhat tank the blow. \nAs Nox comes up and thrusts his spear, it impales the man's leg as he grits his teeth in pain. Even still he looks ready to fight, but when you mention stabbing his child it is replaced with fear as he grips his wife and child closer to his body. He wants to fight, but fears that at this distance he can't protect both of them and starts swearing, cursing his weakness.\nThe wife is coughing terribly and the child is crying loudly as the man looks up at you two in anguish. \"Do... Do you just enjoy seeing others suffer. I just wanted to live a normal life with my family... Was that too much to ask for?\" \nIt looks like he has accepted defeat." }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The Oni looks grim as he stands over the skewered man. This wasn't a battle that all Oni respected and lived in, this was a hunt. A hunt for a powerless man that just wanted to take care of his family. But work was work, and spirit was spirit. He could easily tell those two apart. The Oni doesn't say a word, and starts tying the man up, picking up the child and placing it on the woman. His eyes were grim, but he still did his job without much complaints, now back to his semi-human form. He would rather not tie up a man that had ran from battle for his family, but it was a good idea. After the tying, he looks to Nox. \"All done here.\"" }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "Nox silently watched as the Oni tied the man up. He proceeded to tie the woman and child together, than linked them to the man, making a chain of prisoners. He almost smiled under his mask, as he didn't expect the Oni to carry through with the plan. In fact, he almost thought thant he was going to have to fight him because of their vastly different moral compass. \"Good. Didn't think you had the stomach.\"Nox said curtly. He stood looking into the trees and wildlife, trying to find the shapeshifter. \"Show yourself, shapeshifter\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "As you call out Nox, you see a squirrel climb down from a nearby tree and slowly transform into the robed figure again as he walks on over. You can't see his face, but you can hear him chuckling to himself.\n\"A job well done. I expected nothing less. Three live captures. 18 gold total. You can split that among yourselves however you see fit.\"\nThe robed figure snaps his fingers and from the bushes you see a horde chipmunks carrying a pouch of gold toward the two of you and drop it at your feet. \nThe robed figure then pulls out 4 vials and 4 rings from his pocket and walks over to the earth macen man. The man mutters under his breath\n\"My wife is still sick, you damn con artists. To think you would hire mercenaries to deal with me just cus I refused to pay for your useless herbs...\"\nThe robed figure simple shrugs and proceeds to open the child's mouth as he pours one of the vials into it. The child then stops crying and goes limp and the man looks in horror.\n\"W-w-what did you do! You monster! I'm going to kill you!\" Yells the man as he struggles to break free from his ropes.\nThe robed figure pays him no attention and goes to the wife. The wife weakly mutters \"No... Stop... Please... You can't do this...\" But she is too weak to resist as the vial is also poured into her mouth and her eyes roll back as her body also goes limp.\nAt this point the man's eyes are red from tears and anger as he almost breaks free from his bindings. \"I\"LL KILL YOU! I'LL F KILL YOU!!\"\nThe robed figure simply walks over and with terrifying grip strength you see him pry the man's mouth open and pour the vial inside as well. A few moments later the man stops yelling and his body also goes limp. \nThe robed figure lets out a sigh and puts a ring on each of their hands as well as his own. He then also drinks the vial but remains standing. \nHe looks over to the two of you\n\"You both did good work today. I hope you don't mind if the boss requests your services in the future?\"" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "The Oni nods, his face grim. He didn't plan on seeing a baby dying, but he was prepared to see... Worse things. \"Next time, a real fight would be preferable.\" The Oni gives a short, curt nod to the shapeshifter, looking to Nox. \"Half half?\" Once the price is decided, he takes his amount and leaves with a bad taste in his mouth." }, { "author": "arxmereel", "message": "*Seeing the concern on the Oni's faces, he chuckles and says light heartedly: \"They aren't dead... What would be the point of paying for live bounty then?\" He only nodded at the Shapeshifter, holds up the bag of coins. Shaking it, he says This will always buy my services.\" He taesd the remaining half and dissapears into the shadows.*" } ]

[ { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "Devyn stopped on her horse, dismounting beside a small creek. They had been travelling for a few hours now, and she deemed it time to give the horses a break." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "Gurroshira half-dismounted, half-fell from her horse in her usual manner. She patted the horse and let it drink. She had been her usual, silent self for most of the trip. \"...So, what d'we know about this mark?\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"Just the basic facts, he's good at running... I suspect he's a spell-user.\" She glanced over at Gurroshira and sat down on the damp ground." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "She grunts a little at that. She used as *Few* Spells as possible, after all. She prefered things... Basic, and hitting things was the most basic tactic of all. \"Then we'll just have to keep hittin' him 'till he stops.\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"I don't think it'll be that simple, but yes.\" She chuckled at her companion's logic, the oni woman had always been amusing to her. Mainly because she was a bit dull in the head sometimes, but she knew that she had some intellect. That's what made moments like these entertaining." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "She snorted softly at that. \"Why're you laughin'?\" She asked her simply. She didn't understand how the woman could find such amusement in her plans. It was a good plan! No one could ever withstand being hit lots, after all." }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"Oh no reason, no reason at all!\" She waved her hands dismissively and coughed a few times, to mask her growing laughter. Eventually she calmed herself though, and let out a peaceful sigh." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "The Oni-woman grumbled to herself a little, sitting down with a sound like a collapsing cart full of knives. She looked around, always weary, but pulled her helmet off, letting her horns out as she does." }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"Gurro... Do you ever regret coming with me?\" Devyn asked suddenly, but didn't face the other woman. Her tone didn't sound sad or guilty, if anything she sounded curious." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "She blinks a little at that, staring at her for a few moments. \"...I ain't ever run from a battle... But y' made me see sense. There was no winnin' that fight. So... No, I don't regret it.\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"I see... Well, we should get moving again!\" She coughed and stood so she could mount her horse." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "She nods a little at that, grunting a little as she slowly stands up and mounts her horse. \"...Why did you ask that?\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "\"I was just wondering.\" Devyn said with a shrug, and she gently whipped the reins to spur her horses movement." }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "She followed behind her at the same pace, grunting a little at that. \"...Why did you take me with you?\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "For a moment she was silent, but she gave Gurroshira an answer a few seconds later. \"Because I care about you, I didn't want you to die there.\"" }, { "author": "hibbern", "message": "\"...I see.\" She didn't know how to respond, the womans words... Surprising her. She wasn't used to non-Oni giving a damn about her. She shuffles a little in her saddle as she rides. \"...Thank you.\"" }, { "author": "everestt6891", "message": "Devyn just huffed in response. Then they were traveling along the trail in a comfortable silence. The base of the mountain was drawing closer and could be seen through the trees." } ]

[ { "author": "Lilianna Wulfgart", "message": "*She was but taking care of her little cottage. Cleaning the dirt that she had brought inside the previous day. She didn't xpected nothing to happen today as well, as the animals were as good as usual, Roachie seemed a little energetic, so maybe she would go and hunt something. But for now, she cleaned her house from dirt and dust.*\n\n*After she finishes cleaning the inside of her little house, she goes out again and starts feeding the chicken some grain, she was getting a good time here, and it was almost time to go out for a hunt.*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*The steady gallop two draft horses could be heard making their way through the wilds along with the crackles and shifts of a wagon moving along faintly with it. Syele kept the horses down whatever path that was available that lead through the area and avoided any harsh ground that could fault out one of the horses feet and tip the wagon as well.* \"To be frank, I am not sure of many people that live in this area, but we will make first stop at the sight of such. As to our business, we could simply chatter, sell some of our bread or even invite them to the home if they would like an extra residency.\"\n\n*Syele chattered softly as they went and slowed down the horses at the sight of Liliana's farm and home in the distance. The wagon would eventually creep to a full halt as she would then gently step down and take a peer at the place as a whole.* \"Interesting place for a farm I suppose, bit remote for my taste though.\" *She spoke out to her companion and stretched ever so slightly.* \"Shall I go ask about the owner or shall you, my friend, Theron?\"" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "\"Follow from behind me, but don't stray too far. Being armed as I am, they'd possibly misunderstand... But I don't wish for you to walk into any trouble and flee before the problem is dealt with.\"\n\n*Theron spoke out, then hopped off the wagon and begun walking toward the farm. He'd look out at the farm, using his improved vision from hawkeye to look for anything that could clue if people were home or not... His listening passive slowly taking effect as well in a attempt to hear any voices that he could understand.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*She would hear the arrival of some horses and a cart with using her Listener perk. Now she finished feeding the chickens and picked up her longbow, putting it on her back as well with the quiver and some arrows. She appears from the back of the house and goes to approach the two who recently arrived.*\n\n\"Hello there, How can I help you?\"\n\n*She says, staying behind the front gates of the fence, these were made by her personally and were actually prety clean for being out here in the midle of nowhere.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "\"My name's Theron Farid. The one behind me is Syele Husen. We came to look around the area to find people who were acquainted with living in the rural areas around New Salvainia... But for specifics, please speak to her.\"\n\n*Theron motioned towards the woman behind him, and judging that it was safe enough... And there was at least one person within the area as of now, he walked out of Syele's way and started looking into the forest just in case.*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "*Syele then walked over to meet the woman more directly, the Oriate was rather short and looked quite skinny to the point that it was clear that they didn't eat enough. Their grey ears flicked every now and then as they examined Lilianna with their dull expression.* \"As for the specifics of the matter we were exploring the area to do three things exactly. Meet new adventurers that may aid us in future needs.\" *She'd gesture out her hand as she counted off each thing with her fingers indirectly.*\n\n\"Secondly, attempt to sell some of the bread that I purchased because I may or may not have obtained a fair amount of high quality. Then, thirdly, look for more people to join our home so it may better serve us in the long run for all parties involved.\" *Her voice was rather sweet and friendly, but on the inside she had a bit of distaste when speaking out to the woman out of her mere feelings toward strangers, nonetheless she did well to hide it.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Well... I'm no adventurer... I already have much bread and I am good here alone, but thank you...\"\n\n*She responds, being utterly honest on her thoughts. She didn't needed more bread nor a new house. Even so, she felt a little bad without helping them a bit, so she took out a little pouch with some coins.*\n\n\"Here is 38 Silver. I'll buy as much bread as I can get with it.\"" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"Ah, adventuring is not for everyone to be frank and let alone me to begin with. But, my friend here does enjoy to explore every now and then from what he has told me I believe.\" *Syele nodded and simply unloaded one of her boxes from the wagon and gave the girl roughly ten pounds of high quality bread which appeared that the oriate even struggled to lift as they sat it down on the ground out of breath.* \"Thank at least for the purchase, it does tend to help us a bit.\"\n\n*The oriate scuffed slightly to themselves and when they raised back up and then gently took the coin pouch from their hand.* \"If you do happen to need anything of us we live in the rural area of Salvainia not too far of us. Anyways, if that be the end of matters I believe we'll be heading back out.\" *She nodded softly to the woman while boarding back onto the wagon and sat crisscross trying to catch their breath a bit.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "\"If you have anything that you feel you can't handle alone, then don't waste time and come over to the homestead Syele spoke of. If I'm prepared enough I will assist you to the best of my ability... But I would like to ask for you name, if that time does ever come, ma'am.\"\n\n*Theron walked a few feet towards `person who purchased bread` , making sure to have eye contact as they spoke. Their neutral expression didn't really give away much in the way of intention, but he did his best to seem friendly.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"My name is Andrea. Pleasure to meet you, and yes, I will be sure to ask for help if needed.\"\n\n*She responded, picking up the box from the ground using her legs as the main focus of strength so she doesn't has as much trouble as the other person had. She would look at the man with a smile making total eye contact. After all, she wasn't lying or anything.*\n\n\"But that will do for now, goodbye...\"" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "*He gave a quick thumbs up, then walked back over to the wagon. After sitting down with Syele he'd wait for the wagon to get going... Arms clasped together and him looking off into the woodland.*" }, { "author": "firewolfwolfwolf", "message": "\"Theron, do take over the wagon for me, I'm growing a bit too tired to do another drive.\" *Syele yawned and crawled into the back of the wagon with a thumb as they landed in the back of it.* \"I have all faith in you to see it through and do leave me in the wagon when we return home. We'll most likely have somewhere else to go when I wake without a doubt.\" *They continue to mutter off and then eventually fell completely quiet.*" }, { "author": "murio876", "message": "*Theron nodded, then looked at the horses and was visibly confused... He would now need to learn how to get the wagon back to the homestead without breaking anything. It took him a few minutes to learn how to crack the leads to get them to move, and luckily the horses themselves were smart enough to walk the cart around to go down the road towards the homestead... But this journey would test the maximum of his intuition and intelligence.*\n\n```leaves to new salvainia```" } ]

[ { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "You three have accepted a quest to relocate some wolves that are in a farm-owner's territory. He strangely doesn't want you to kill them, and instead wants you to find a reason for their scars and their strange behavior. You're in front of his mansion! Introduce yourselves and post your characters in." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara, a large Naga with a thick white tail stretching more than 2 meters long, stood by the front of the mansion. Well, stood isn't really accurate. It was more like sitting on his own coiled tail. He nodded to the others in greeting, arms crossed and cradling a naginata over his shoulder. The naginata was placed carefully as to not pierce or rip the red cloak was draped across his back. His voice was soft, like a whisper almost. \"Hello.\"" }, { "author": "damonshadow", "message": "Damon, an Dark elf with white hair purple skin wearing a mix of hunter/mage that is Gambeson. He looks to the others and smites at them. \"Hello everyone.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Hu Lang walks in, wearing simple orange and blue robes, bearing a logo with half a tiger and half a wolf on his left chest. His hair is long enough so that it covers his tiger ears. He has a sheath running perpendicular to him on the back of his waist, and on each side is the handle of two swords with small guards and medium sized blades. One handle is red, the other is blue. He bows* \"Hello\"" }, { "author": "pink.bulbous.tumor", "message": "As they step into the mansion's grounds, they see a bearded noble. He was quite plump, but judging from the roughness of his hands and the sun burns in his face, he seemed to be quite the worker. \"Welcome! I assume you are here to undertake the quest?\" The more keen of the three would see that he had a ring on his index finger that shone with a brilliant silver sheen. It was of a wolf, snarling with its teeth bared. It was intricately sculpted. \"I am the one who gave you that quest. You can call me Dave. Do you have any questions as to what the quest is asking of you?\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara would nod. \"Wolves are where?\" He speaks in a low tone, words somewhat drawn out with a slight hiss. He didn't think he'd need to know much more to do this job. Likely seeing the ring but not noticing the intricate wolf carving on it, the Naga would wonder why this man doesn't desire harm upon the wolves. Those wolves could have been his meal for the day." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Hu Lang bows* \"From what I understand, we are to round up the wolves, and bring them to you. If that is not possible, we kill them. Is that correct?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Up in the trees, swaying with the breeze, laid a large white Naga coiled around a branch. His torso was slightly hidden by clusters of leaves a bit further along the branch. His cream checkered white tail is anchored securely around the trunk and some of the branch's base, though its end dangles down a ways. He shuffles and mumbles a little in his sleep while the tree rustles with his movement. It's a wonder the branch doesn't break under his large size, but that might be why he holds onto the trunk as well." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Near the tree Nara is on, is a bush that now seems to be rustling. What could that be? A dangerous bear? A ferocious wolf? Or something more clever? Who knows, all that's known is that it's rustling, as if someone or something is moving through it.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara had always been a light sleeper. The unnatural rustling would jolt him awake. His long white locks would fall over his eyes as he pushes himself up off the branch. The white orbs focused on the bushes below. He had heat vision, so he would try to use it to see through the foliage. What was that lurking below? Was it predator or prey?" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Luckily, it's just a person, wading through the bushes. He get's out of the bush and exclaims* \"Ah! So nice to get outta the bushes, how long was I in thar? I don't rightly remember, maybe an hour r somethin.\" *This person looks a little gruff and banged up, most assuredly caused by the bushes. But it's strange, why would a person be in the bushes like that? Maybe he's a hunter who got lost, that would seem like a likely answer, sure.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara would continue observing for now, but reaching up to grab his naginata. The weapon might cause some audible scraping and rustling as it drags across the branches where it lay. If the person looks up, he would see a snake-man in the canopy holding a weapon, seemingly ready to strike from above. His white coloration would be a stark contrast to the darker tones of the tree. Putting his size into consideration as well, it wouldn't be too hard to spot him even amongst the foliage. To any regular person, the sight may be unnerving." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*This person heard the scraping of the blade and looks up and sees the Naga. He waves and says* \"Well hey there, feller. What part of the forest is this here area? If you don't mind answerin,\" *This person said this without a fear in his voice or face, in fact it would seem to be impossible to see what emotion he's feeling at this very moment. He's wearing thick clothing and a warm looking hat, seems like a hunter from all points of view.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara narrows his eyes at this strange person. This person wasn't scared of him. But he was a hunter, and hunters can be one of the most dangerous predators. He grips his naginata tight. \"Here is near Macen town.\" He points to a direction, \"Macen town is that way.\" His speech is stiff with a strange accent to it, spoken soft as the breeze but sharp enough for him to hear at least." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Oh thank you! Sincerily, I wouldn't of found my way without you. Say... What are you doing in this here forest?\" *The man tilted his face in confusion, it seems like a honest confusion.* \"I don't know many people that would go and sleep on trees\" *He laughed* \"But then again! I'm here and I'm incapable of findin ma way!\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Hmm... Trees are good. Good for sleep, protect from predator.\" Nara lowers his blade, holding it parallel to the branch he is on. \"Predator like hunter or bear.\" Nara would shift his stance. He withdraws, shifting closer to the trunk of the tree. His tail would still be wrapped around the branch, but most of his mass would be closer to the sturdy trunk." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I see! I wonder why you couldn't get a nice warm room and rest thar, but I won't ask. Anywho's, what be yer name?\" *The man seems to be rather curious about the Naga's name* \"Me name is Phillip, Phillip Moors!\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "The man asked for his name. That could be a good sign. Predators usually couldn't care less about their prey's name. The Naga relaxes a little, but stays on the treetop for now. \"I am Nara, from the Leilong tribe. Nice to meet you.\" He utters the name of his tribe proudly. His red cloak never leaves his person. It bore the mark of his tribe, a dark grey stylized serpentine figure, but it faced away from the man." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I have never heard of anything called the Leilong tribe. But you look proud enuff aboot it, so I assume it's a rather great tribe, ain't it?\" *Phillip was rather truthful about this. Anyways, this man doesn't seem like the kind of person that'd be of any real harm, he got lost in a forest when he was a hunter for crying out loud!*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "He nods, expression turning solemn. \"We are, from here, live far. Tribe is precious, who we are.\" He was proud to be a Leilong. That was a fact that would never change as far as he is concerned. Even when his tribe was lost, he believes in their strength." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Well if you respect, I respect it. You seem like the upstanding sort, so I bet you'd neva lie aboot your tribe\" *Phillip says, respectfully to Nara. It doesn't seem like Phillip is lying either, if his name truly was Phillip.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara eyes the man a for a little longer. He doesn't seem to be hunting at the moment, but he was a hunter. What was he doing here in the forest then? Humans don't live in forests, they live in villages like most tribes do. \"Phillip are strange human. You are hunt what?\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I hunt for stories n' experiences, such as this one right here. Meeting someone new and strange is something you don't do everyday, y'know?\" *Phillip and his wacky philosophies, coming right up!*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "That's new. \"'Hunt stories'? Stories you cannot eat. You are hunt animals not?\" Strange. He *Looks* Like a hunter and not any sort of elder or lore master. Was his job not to capture prey and feed his kin?" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Phillip looks into the snek's eyes and understands what Nara means by his sentence.* \"See, I feed peoples imaginations! Telling people of stories gives them knowledge and inguenity! That's why I hunt for experiences. *But fer real I do hunt rabbits and such.*\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Of course, Nara's sentences were stiff and foreign. He came from a far away land after all. Even though his words are in Silnarian, it seems he is not yet very fluent in it. \"Ah, you *Are* Hunt. You are also storyteller.\" Nara seems to understand this man a little better, or so he thinks. If this man really does hunt experiences with new people, how many has he met so far? \"You have met Naga like me? Maybe wear this also?\" He takes the cloak off his back and shows the design on its back to the man." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"No no, I haven't met any of your clan, sorry to disappoint. I have met other Naga though. But that design *Does* Look rather familiar, I remember things, y'see? I might not be able to pinpoint it, but I may of seen on a passerby.\" *It seems as meeting people isn't just seeing them to him.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "The snake-man's interest was piqued as Phillip mentioned possibly having seen a similar design. \"Have seen near here?\" He asks with a more spirited tone. The previously wary Naga now appears hopeful and excited, leaning towards the man below him. Even if the man hasn't *Met* Another Leilong, just a hint to start him off would be great." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Near? You've seen how bad I'm with direction, right? But anyways on the where...\" *Phillip hold his hand on his forhead, seeming to be thinking very hard,* \"Would one of your people be known to be seen around or at Mirgova? That would be the place, I think...\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Mirgova?\" Nara hisses. The name was unfamiliar to him, but familiar to the Macen. Meaning, it lies somewhere within these foreign lands, far from home. He is even more certain his tribe had been abducted and possibly sold into slavery. Why else would they be so far away? \"No, home from Mirgova is far. Tribes don't go far from home.\" Phillip may be able to detect a hint of anger from the Naga, yet he seems grateful nonetheless. \"Thank you. You give to me direction.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Phillip wonders what Nara is angry about, but decides to drop it.* \"So what will you do with this information, good companion?\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Nara flicks his tail, seemingly still agitated but a calmer. \"I find Mirgova. Find tribe member.\" Easy enough to say, but he doesn't seem to have a solid plan yet. He'd probably just try to find out where it is and slither his way there hoping he'd bump into what he's looking for." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"I see, I wish you a fair journey if you do indeed decide to go through with it.\" *Phillip can piece together what Nara's plight might be, but decides it isn't in his place to speak about it.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"And for you, good hunt.\" He nods. To start, he's going to need directions, and this man probably isn't the best person to ask. But as he said before, they were near a human colony. A town or city, they called it. He drapes his cloak across his back once more and slithered down the tree holding his naginata. It's quite a sight. He looked like a living rope, coiling and uncoiling around the tree as he lowers himself to the ground. \"I go to human town now. You can come if not want be lost.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "\"Nah, I'm fine with getting lost again\" *Phillip goes back into the bushes, without rustling this time, what about before? Why is he now not having issue with it, anyways he's gone out of sight.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "*Strange human*. That was once again proved by how Phillip would rather get lost again in the woods, even after he pointed out the way to town. That was Phillips own decision though, so Nara didn't feel the need to fuss over it. He merely shrugged and slithered away." } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The snow would be pretty heavy in this area of the woods, making it quite believable that a cart could break down. In some areas, it came up to the knees, even on roads. It was miserably cold, with the wind howling the whole way. Up ahead on the path would be a cart with no hoses, and a female Hill Lora standing atop it.* \"Hey!\" *She called out, waving her arms,* \"Get up here! There's a winter wolf around here, just the one!\" *She was jumping up and visibly distressed. There were horseshoe prints everywhere and other tracks. Gabriel was about 60ft away from the cart.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel would look up to the Hill Lora and wave his hand to acknowledge her cries. He looks around warily with all his senses strained to their maximum capabilities. A winter wolf that's nowhere to be seen could be preparing a pounce. As he looks around, he would also start to draw the sigils he's drawn many times before. The circle it forms would glow a bright blue as one of his own wolves, a tangled rope with blue feathers draped around its neck, steps forth to join him.\n\n`Gabriel cast Spirit Wolf for 15 Mana, leaving him with 105 Mana remaining and capped at 105 Mana. He also activates his Blurry, Silent, and Hunter's Nose perks.`" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Gabriel could hear the rustling of bushes and the treading off snow off to the right, behind the tree line.* \"I think it's got one of my horses,\" *The Lora cried,* \"It's not safe down there!\" *If Gabriel listened a little closer, he could hear the usual sounds of a predator ripping up prey. It was about 40ft away from where Gabriel was, but he couldn't yet see it.* \"I have a bow, but only a couple of arrows left!\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "The winter wolf was occupied, that's a good opportunity for Gabriel. He slowly inched his way closer to the cart while he sends his own wolf out at an angle between them and the winter wolf. He would quickly draw another magic circle, summoning a second wolf. This one bears green feathers. Maybe more wolves would seem like the opposite of what the Lora wanted, but seeing him summon them himself would hopefully be reassuring enough. \"How are you with a crossbow?\" He would ask her. He carries a crossbow and its bolts, but he barely knows how to operate it. If he could pass those off to her for the time being, maybe it would help their predicament.\n\n`Gabriel cast Spirit Wolf for 15 Mana, leaving him with 90 Mana remaining and capped at 90 Mana.`" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The Lora sneered her nose a bit, but shrugged, laying down her bow.* \"If I have to.\" *She'd take the crossbow, lever, and bolt, and load the weapon. After she finished, she held it up with both hands, looking over it and into the treeline.* \"I cut both of my horses free, and I know one of them got away, but if we don't handle that damn wolf, I'm sure it'll chase after my last horse. Then all of this is stuck out here.\"\n\n*The tearing and snarling would stop now, presumably as the wolf finished eating. In the treeline, between two shrubs, a bloodied wolf's snout would stick out, sniffing the air.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel nodded. *At least the Lora was armed now, she should be able to hold her own for a bit if necessary*, he thought. With that in mind, Gabriel would start to approach in the direction of the winter wolf. He wouldn't want to risk it darting off into the forest where they'd have trouble following and potentially get to the other horse before they could. So, he would command his wolves to spread out to his right and left, some 50 feet away from him. Then, he would unsheathe his dagger with one hand and drag it across his other palm. Wincing from the pain, he would cut not too deep but deep enough to draw blood. He hoped that the scent of his blood would attract the predator, knowing how sensitive their noses are to it." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The wolf's snout would twitch noticeably, then its head would come out of the shrubs. It was big, much bigger than Gabriel's summoned wolves. It's eyes moved from both the wolves, then to Gabriel. Slowly, it pushed out of the shrubs and stalked towards one of Gabriel's wolves, the one with the green feathers. It panted slightly, anticipating its next meal.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "It would seem that they succeeded in drawing the predator out of the bushes. That meant that at least it won't be going after any horses, wherever the runaway might be. It started approaching his green collared wolf though, not quite what he expected but he'll have to adapt. He would command his green wolf to snarl, backing up slowly but presenting itself as an easy meal to keep the winter wolf's attention to itself. Meanwhile, he would have the blue collared wolf and himself slowly move around it, aiming to flank the larger predator." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The Winter Wolf trotted closer to the wolf it had originally targeted, getting within 15ft. Its eyes turned completely white as it stretched its head out and let out a quickly moving blast of frost from its mouth. It began running faster, charging the summon. If the gray wolf was hit, it would slow down considerably, both running and generally.*" } ]

[ { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel would allow the green collared wolf to get hit, but run to the side right after. It would be slow, but it would give the winter wolf a reason to focus on that particular wolf. Gabriel would quickly draw another circle of magical sigils, summoning forth the third wolf wearing a collar of red feathers. He would then command both the blue and red collared wolves to charge the winter wolf, hopefully surrounding it. He would then charge forward himself to assist his wolves, armed with a shield and a dagger.\n\n`Gabriel cast Spirit Wolves again for 15 Mana. He now has 75 Mana remaining, capped at the same amount.`" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*With the wolf's decreased speed, the Winter Wolf would pounce on its smaller counter part, using its front paws to pin it, then began trying to take a bit of the summon's throat. It paid no attention to either the other wolves or Gabriel as it tried to confirm its kill.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "The green collared wolf would yelp and struggle, but it won't be able to offer much resistance to the larger wolf. The other two wolves would be ordered to try and bite at the Winter Wolf's head and jugular, while Gabriel would try to plunge his dagger into the creature's flank where he guesses its hip would be." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The relatively thick fur and hide would be difficult for the wolves teeth to get a good bite through, though one would be able to rip off a piece of the larger beast's upper lip. Gabriel would have no trouble sinking his dagger into the flank of the Wolf, and it would growl in pain at these various attacks. The Winter wolf shook its head and neck, headbutting one of the other wolves, as it backed up and away from Gabriel, moving slowly. It attempt another bite on of the last two wolves, sinking its teeth practically around the entire wolf's neck. Gabriel could see its snout bleeding, the neck bleeding from the multiple bites from his own wolves, and the deep cut of his dagger. Though the Winter Wolf was making quick work of his summons, it was suffering a lot of damage.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel would be pressed for time. He doesn't have any offensive spells besides his wolves and his Maelstrom, but he doesn't want to risk the wolf running off to find easier prey. Namely, the hunter's remaining horse. Instead, he would command any wolf that was still capable to surround the Winter Wolf and bite at its belly and flank. At the same time, Gabriel would charge at the Winter Wolf's head with his head and neck ducked behind the shield and his dagger aimed at its throat." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As the Winter Wolf finished off with the second summon, the third gray wolf would bite at the beast's more exposed underbelly. Gabriel's knife, though, would puncture far better than teeth and claws, sinking cleanly into the Winter Wolf's neck, just behind its head. It'd make a whimper before falling limp forward, legs twitching as it quickly died.*\n\n\"Was I supposed to do something?\" *The Lora called out to Gabriel from atop her cart, holding the still loaded crossbow in her hands.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel would sigh and pant, the adrenaline rush ebbing away slightly. He lost two of his wolves in the battle, but they survived. He would pat the remaining wolf and praise it. \"Good job,\" He said, then turned to his fallen summons, \"Sorry, that was tough wasn't it.\" He knows he could always re-summon them, but he supposes they deserve some rest for now. Turning to the Lora he called out, \"Keep watch in case there's more of them, so you can defend yourself and your cart. I can go and try to find your horse in the meantime.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The Lora put up a hand before raising the other to her mouth. She let out a loud whistle, which soon brought a horse running up a separate, smaller path. It made decently fast progress in the snow.* \"There he is. Just gotta get him yoked up.\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Ah, that's much easier.\" He nods to the Lora and starts re-summoning his fallen wolves while he waits. They still had to return to the city, some extra man- or rather wolf- power would be nice in case the hunter's quarry attracts something else. Better safe than sorry. \"Do you want to add this thing to your cart?\" He would ask, nudging the dead Winter Wolf. He hadn't encountered one of these before, so it's kind of intriguing for him.\n\n`Gabriel cast Spirit Wolf for 15 Mana, putting him at 60 Mana capped at 90.`" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "\"Sure!\" *The Lora seemed excited at the prospect. After tying up the horse, she went over to one end of the Wild and try to lift.* \"Eugh. This thing weighs like 500lbs. I'm not gonna be able to get him up there.\" *With only one horse to pull the cart through the snow, it might be for the best to leave it.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Well, that's a shame.\" Gabriel looks over the Winter Wolf. It was pretty battered after the fight, but its thick fur is appealing to Gabriel. Especially so with the blizzard coming in and sweeping the land. Was there enough of it's pelt left untouched for him to make fur linings? If there was, Gabriel would try to quickly skin the wolf at least. Just the fur shouldn't weigh as much as the whole wolf, and just leaving it seemed kind of a waste." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The Winter Wolf would likely keep in the cold weather if Gabriel wanted to come back for it. The Lora seemed anxious to leave as well.*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Well he supposes it would be fine to leave it there for now. Gabriel would turn to the Lora to make sure they're ready to leave for the city. He'd summon his last wolf, completing his triad of canines, before having them lead the way back as a sort of convoy.\n\n`Gabriel cast Spirit Wolf for 15 Mana and regenerated 5, putting him at 70 Mana, capped at 90.`" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "**QUEST COMPLETE**\n*1PP Awarded*" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "~~(I saw that XD)~~" } ]

[ { "author": "binaryprime", "message": "Minerva was marching through the wilds on her way to a riverside village or market to buy some bait so she would be able to fish. \nAs she walked her backpack clinked and her sheathed rapier clanked. She noticed it was getting late and decided that it was about time for her to scope out somewhere to settle down and set up camp. She admired the trees and grass around the trail she was following with wide eyes." }, { "author": "uuncleiroh", "message": "Lenore walked along the river. Seeing a traveler standing alone admiring the views of these lands, Since it was already evening, she wanted to go to her. Moving away from the river, Lenore went through a forest with a fairly small number of trees." }, { "author": "binaryprime", "message": "Minerva looked quickly at the sound. Her eyes went wide and her right hand clasped onto the hilt of her rapier.\n\"Who's there?\" She asked as she looked towards the sound. Her horns glistened birght in the evening sun." }, { "author": "uuncleiroh", "message": "\"It's an extraordinarily beautiful sunset today, isn't it?\" - After a while, Lenore's voice came from behind the trees. \n\"Do you mind if I join you, friend?\" - a head peeked out from behind a tree trunk and looking directly at the traveler smiled." } ]