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2020-01-14
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{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva was a little hesitant to draw her sword, but was just as hesitant to take her hand from the hilt. She waited for a few more seconds and, when no attack came, she settled a bit.\n\"If you truely are a friend, I suppose I have no reason to decline!\" She smiled and began to look back around for a good clearing.\n\"Come on out.\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "There was a rustle of leaves, and a moment later Lenore appeared in front of Minerva. \n\"Hello traveler, what is Oni doing so far away from home? Anyway, the sun is going down, so let's set up somewhere before it gets cold.\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva tilted her head.\n\"An oni? Me?\" She chucklef and shook her head. She pointed at an area that looked good enough.\n\"Let's get some rocks to set up the fire.\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"Of course\" Lenore began searching for large rocks and branches for a fire. After 15 minutes of joint search, the fire was ready. It remains only to ignite it. \n\"Um, could you strike a spark?\""
}
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2020-01-15
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{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva nodded and began to prepare some more wood to keep the fire burning. She then ran to the fireplace and took a deep breath. She then blew on it and fire erupted from her lips. The fire immediately lit the sticks. She stood straigh up, wiped her mouth and then took off her backpack. She set it on the ground a few feet away from the fire and began to take out her tent."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore also took out her tent and began to set it up, after which she took a piece of meat from her backpack and put it on a stick. \n\"Would you like some?"
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"What kind?\" Minerva asked as she stuck her tent up, hammering the pegs into the ground with the butt of her dagger. She turned around the Lenore and sheathed her dagger, having finished her tent.\n\"Also, may I ask your name?\""
}
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2020-01-16
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{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"This is chicken meat, it is easy to find both in cities and in villages. My name is Lenore, and what about you?\"\n She made a improvised grill out of rocks and put a couple of sticks on the fire with pieces of meat strung on them."
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva hummed and shook her head.\n\"I don't like chicken. Too bland.\" She immediately reached into her backpack and pulled out two mushrooms, an onion and a bell pepper, which she cut up with her dagger. She pushed some of the sliced veggies over yo Lenore.\n\"I'm Minerva.\" She grabbed a stick and cut a skewer out of it before slipping some of the veggies onto her stick, leaving the rest for Lenore to put on her chicken.\n\"Where are you from?\" She began roasting her kebab over the fire."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore sadly said: I prefer not to say where I came from, anyway its name was devoted to oblivion, I can only say that now this place is wiped off the face of the earth. She looked at Minerva and after a moment said:\n \" What kind of meat do you like?\"\nShe took the piece Minerva had given her and took a bite of pepper."
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva frowned and nodded.\n\"I understand you.. Truly.\"\nShe watched Lenore eat the pepper on its own and smiled a little bit.\n\"Bell peppers are delicious, aren't they? I prefer fish over anything, particularly salmon. I'm pretty sure I was raised on it.\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "She smiled and replied: \"Yes, the bell pepper is really delicious, but as for the fish, it is very inconvenient to carry it with you, since it has a rather peculiar smell. Which the beasts of the flock as the robbers on the caravans. In addition, in cities it is not very pleasant to be shunned because of this smell.\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"That's why I carry a fishing pole, not fish.\" She mused.\n\"I prefer meat as fresh as I can get it. That's why I hunt and fish for myself rather than buy meats off of others. It's also more rewarding.\"\nShe pulled her veggie kebab off the fire and blew on it a little bit. The color was perfect, and she spun it around a bit to show it off.\n\"Cheers.\" She took a bit off of it."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"Impressive, by the way, are you also a traveler, or do you have some business in these places? You just don't look like a resident of Irunia\" \nLenore turned a piece of meat over the fire to fry it on all sides."
}
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2020-01-18
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{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"I wonder why you decided to start your journey of adventure, what prompted you to do this?\"\nThe sun went below the horizon, and the last rays of the warm sun dissolved and the night began to assert itself. It started to get cold."
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva threw a few wedges onto the fire to keep it going a little longer, though she intended to sleep soon.\n\"I adventure for the same reason most people do. Answers.\" She took another bite off of her veggie kebab, chewed and swallowed.\n\"One day I just washed up on a beach only knowing the vague pronunciation of my name and how to cook, fish, hunt and use magic. Heavy guilt gave me a migraine but I didn't know what I was guilty *Of*. I had ten million questions and only one way to find answers: look for them.\" She stared into the fire as she explained this, her gaze distant and fixed somewhere beyond where her eyes faced. She shook her head and bit into the kebab again, finishing it off.\n\"Sorry about that. Might have been a bit too heavy for the moment.\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore wrapped herself in a fur blanket to keep warm and said: \n\"You are lucky at least that you did not get to the slavers. I think not everyone would want to be in your place. I hope that now the difficulties are over and it's easier for you.\"\nShe took a piece of meat from a stick and carefully bit it off."
}
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2020-01-19
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{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"The obvious difficulties, being a hermit and all, are my only difficulties anymore. I still seek answers but they don't plague me as much as they used to.\" She smiled and tossed away her stick.\n\"I still feel that odd guilt but, again, it doesn't hang as heavy as before.\" She looked to her back pack and thought about something.\n\"Do you, perhaps, sing or play any instruments?\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore looked at her and, smiling, replied: \n \"You have nothing to blame yourself for, it's not your fault that you were thrown out to sea. And Yes, I can play stringed instruments and sing a little. Do you have anything with you?\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"I only have one harp.\" She unbuttoned the leather bag and dug around in it before pulling out the steel harp that had been painted a golden color.\n\"And... I can't really sing.\" She admitted with an embarassed chuckle. She began plucking off notes on the harp and humming some, thinking of a tune to play."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "She looked at Minerva in surprise, and said to her: \"I don't believe it! Only those who haven't tried can't sing. What would you like to sing about?\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"No, really.\" She shook her head and kept plucking. She looked at the fire in thought and plucked out a chord before stopping entirely. The chord echoed richly with the fire crackle.\n\"I... Really have nothing to sing *About*.\" She chortled lightly and brushed her hair over her horn.\n\"I have no home to sing of nor god to sing *To*...\" She tapped the top of her harp and thought some more. Her thoughts led her eyes to Lenore.\n\"I suppose you have something to sing about?\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"I heard a lot of songs when I was younger...\"\nAfter saying this Lenore began to sing in Silnari language:\n\n[Everything comes to an end, my friend.\nPain and fairytale, light and death,\nWoven into a tight whip,\nAre tearing apart the rings of hands.\n \nJust for everyone to know\nThat everything he has been searching for\nShall soon smolder like a coal in ashes,\nShall soon rot in the damp ground.\n \nDon't be sad, don't cry, don't be afraid,\nIt is just glimpse of sunshine\nIn the dark bonds of our dreams,\nIn the rust of fetters...]"
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva listened to the lyrics and smiled. Once the melody clicked in her head she began to play her harp along to it and vocalize some harmony. She was smiling and tapping her feet to the beat."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "She continued to sing in harmony with the harp:\n\n[Everything comes to an and, my friend,\nIt's our last round.\nDon't look for your faith\nIn the pale shadows of things.\n \nEverything our passion led us to\nShall soon fall.\nNow come and greet the guests\nBeyond this sharp edge.\n \nIt is just moonlight,\nThere is no defense,\nFlaming scar in your heart,\nYou are already a dead man.]"
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva strummed some final notes and hummed with them to close out the song. She hummed and thought about the song when she was finished.\n\"Hmm... That's a...\" She looked at the fire.\n\"How about a shanty? Do you know any of those?\""
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore looked at Minerva and said:\n\"Unfortunately, I did not grow up among sailors, to tell the truth, I never even sailed on a ship. And I dont know any of theese songs\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"I learned all the ones I know from port cities... Let me think of one...\"\nShe began to pluck strings away at her harp in a moaning minor melody. It would be well accompanied by a violin or viola.\nShe quietly, under her breath, began humming a rolling song of rocking boats, rum, and women. The lyrics were simple and repeated every eight lines."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "Lenore listened attentively, and sometimes sang along to Minerva, after the song ended, she parodied her phrase \"Aand I cant really siing\" With a laugh. \"Aha, Aha, so I believed you, you sing great, Minerva. You have too bad an opinion of yourself!"
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva shook her head and chuckled some more, continuing to pluck some lonely notes. She took a deep breath and began to put the harp back in her bag. She pulled her canteen off her belt and took a swig out of it before putting the cap back on and wiping her lips."
}
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2020-01-23
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{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"Good night to you, too.\" Minerva nodded and disappeared into her tent, in which she kept her backpack, took off her gear, and set up her sleeping bag. She was soon asleep and, if Lenore didn't keep it up, the fire would soon be out."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"No need to disturb the sleepers\" Thought Lenore, and went to get new woods for the fire. After returning half an hour later, she also decided to take a nap."
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "Minerva's eyes came open slowly and she took a deep breath.\n\"Hmmmm...\" She groaned slightly as she sat up and yawned. She stretched, groaned some more, and yawned again. She checked to make sure here gear and materials were still all intact- which they were. \nHuzzah.\nShe began to dig through her bag for food and sighed. She wanted some *Meat*.\nShe began gearing up. She strapped her sheaths and things up and dragged her backpack out of her tent before she began taking it apart and collapsing it into a state where it would fit inside her backpack."
},
{
"author": "uuncleiroh",
"message": "\"Oh, are you awake? And even decided to leave me without saying goodbye. How ugly of you, \" Lenore said, smiling. \"Can you at least have Breakfast, where are you in such a hurry?\""
},
{
"author": "binaryprime",
"message": "\"I was *Looking* For breakfast...\" She tapped her foot.\n\"I'm going to have to go ahead and head off. I'm not hungry now but I will be soon, so I'm going to find a deer or something.\" She put her backpack on her back and looked at Lenore.\n\"See ya.\" She nodded and began walking east."
}
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2020-01-24
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{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*It would be several days after the winter wolf attack at the military camp. It would seem Officer Bogal's concern of an incoming invasion of wolf packs would go unneeded. However, to be safe, and to prevent such a tragedy from occurring again, it was ordered that all units travel in pairs when heading out into the woods for patrols.*\n*It would also seem the recruits have started to get in shape compared to when they first started as they were no longer collapsing from drills. Of course they could not compare to Xavier, a fact Officer Bogal took note of, but a military unit is nothing without its men. So having stronger men overall resulted in a stronger unit.*\n*After completing the drills for the day, Officer would call out to all units to pair up. However, he would walk over to Xavier with a smirk*\n\"Private Xaiver, for today's training I will be your partner. We're going to spar and I think the men could use a live example on how skilled fighters fight. Understood?\""
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "\"Understood, Officer Bogal, I'll be glad to fight you,\" *He smirks, prepared to fight Officer Bogal and attempt to impress him.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Officer Bogal would nod and hand you a wooden sword, bow, and quiver with blunt tip arrows. He would then turn to the rest of the squad*\n\"Everyone gather up! You all will be sparring with the comrade you've paired up with! However, I don't want cat fights or slug fests, which given how pathetic you all are I'm afraid would be the likely outcome! On the battlefield one slip up is enough to put you 5ft under! Thus, I've decided to use Private Xavier here as an example on how to spar! Hopefully his impressive physique will allow him to last long enough to serve as a proper example!\"\n*The recruits would all gather around in a circle and flinch at Officer's Bogal's harsh words, but would offer no retort. Officer Bogal would then take off his cap and coat and pick up a wooden sword, bow, and quiver for himself. He would spit at the ground and then turn to face you*\n\"You shall attack first Private Xavier. Wouldn't want to knock you out right away\" Officer says with a mocking chuckle."
}
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2020-01-25
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{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*He chuckles,* \"Of course, Officer Bogal,\" *He then attempts to pull out his bow and send arrows at Officer Bogal, backing up to assure he wouldn't be hit.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*As Xavier pulls up his bow, Officer Bogal his raises his sword and has the broad side face you and grins a cocky grin*\n\"Bows are useful when the enemy can't see you, not so much so when they can see where you're aiming at. At least for opponents of my skill level\"\n*Officer would then run forward with terrifying speed as you let loose your arrow, intercepting the shot with his sword as he was aware of where you were aiming at. He would quickly start closing the distance given his superior footwork, likely entering melee range of you next turn*\n\"Don't tell me that's all you got Private!\""
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*Xavier swiftly put the bow back in the holster and equipped his blade, he kicked at the feet of Officer Bogal since he was at high speeds and attempted to distract him and or inflict damage, he then hit with the back of his sword at Officer Bogal's blade with all his strength, attempting to hit it off Officer Bogal's hand and disarming him.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*As the officer approached, he would see you put away your quiver and would use that opportunity to catch Xaiver guard instead. Using the momentum of his body from running at a high speed, he would dip his sword into the snowy terrain as it was still winter and launch it at Xavier's face. As Bogal would've halted from launching the snow, the kick to his feet would only serve as a minor injury given how hardy Bogal was. Bogal would grin slightly at the attempt to trip him, but Xavier could see in his eyes that the officer expects even more from him*\n\n\"Trained soldiers are aware of their surroundings. Skilled ones use it. Which one are you going to be Private Xavier?\"\n\n*He would hold out his sword and parry your strike with his superior strength. Hoping the snow would serve as good enough distraction, Officer Bogal would attempt to sweep Xaiver's feet to trip him onto the ground.*"
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*Xavier would fall, yet he would plan what he was to do, he attempted to throw snow up at Officer Bogal's eyes as he fell, he then tackled him as he was distracted, he grabbed his weapon and threw it, he then put his sword to Officer Bogal's neck and smirked,* \"I guess I won, Officer Bogal.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*The officer would be caught off-guard by the snow tactic, allowing Xavier to tackle him onto the ground. Bogal would look amused at the clever play and was pleased to see Xavier focus on getting rid of his weapon and proceeded to effectively press his sword against Bogal's throat. He would chuckle and raise his arms in defeat*\n\"It would appear so. Good job Private. Now if you may get off me, I can carry out this drill for the rest of your comrades.\""
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*He would stand up and chuckle, he would swiftly holster his weapon and offer a hand to help up the Officer.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Officer would get up on his own accord and look over to Xavier and spit at his feet before smirking*\n\"Now don't get too cocky. I'm still your officer after all\"\n\n*He would then turn to face the squad.*\n\"Fight to your full capacity, use your surroundings, and finish your opponent efficiently. Those are the things I want you to take away from this sparring match and is what I want you all to focus on while you spar. For the next two weeks Private Xavier and I will observe you all spar and give pointers. Now that's out of the way, everyone get to it! We'll stop when I tell you to stop!\"\n*The squad would look at each other a bit surprised to see the Officer Bogal be beaten, but would immediately snap back into attention as he gave out his orders, and without further delay started to spar among each other.* \n\n*Officer Bogal would look over and press his hand atop of Xavier's shoulder.*\n\"You're a strong solider. I put my trust in you to help lead this squad to greatness. Are you worthy of that trust Private?\""
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*His face transforms to a serious face knowing that this is an honor that Officer Bogal is delivering to him, he would say to Officer Bogal,* \"I thank you for the honor, Officer Bogal, you can trust me, I shall be at your side and ever loyal.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Officer Bogal would nod in approval*\n\"You'll be my right hand man then, for now at least. I suspect further down the road the other squadrons will take notice of you and will likely request for you to join their ranks. As a mere Officer of a squadron of low ranking foot soldiers, I can understand and will respect your decision to move into other squadrons of higher rank. I just ask that you will serve me well while you're at my side\"\n*Officer Bogal would spit to the side and grin*\n\"Well that's enough small talk. We got work to do. I'll take the ones on the right, you the left.\"\n*With that Offiver Bogal would walk over to right half of the squad and start yelling and pointing out each of their individual mistakes, leaving you to do the same*\n\n__***Quest complete***__\n0.5 pp rewarded"
},
{
"author": "electricboomz",
"message": "*He would smile at the thought of him being able to have this honor, he walks to the squad on the left and does the same as Officer Bogal does, he corrects their mistakes and teaches them how to fix those mistakes, he thinks about leaving Officer Bogal and doesn't enjoy the thought at all, this squadron is his home and he would hate to have to leave it, yet he pushes the thought away thinking that's for the future, now was his time to be aside Officer Bogal and be an officer of the squadron.*"
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*Having been dropped off... And the effects somewhat nullified by the healing magic, which was good, she'd try to squeeze herself out of the ropes she was in... Rather, she made an attempt to untie... \n\nIt was generally successful, having gotten out of her predicament. She removed her gambeson, it only really weighing her down. Under, she wore a cotton top and... Her breaches. She gathered what she had left... Targe, Halberd, Rondel... And Cuirass. She promptly escaped to the area she hid her extra equipment... Her bag, lute, and cloak. \n\nOn that goes and... She runs off... Well tries to run off. She still was dizzy and had a major headache from how hard she was hit... She may actually take up Syele on her offer now... But she'd only have enough for two months. She'll have to work really hard on quests now. Lets hope that woman doesn't put a bounty on her... Or she'll really kill that person. Once she gets stronger of course.*"
}
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2020-01-31
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{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Morwë came back carrying a bundle of sticks. He walked into the encampment where he found Theron quietly sleeping against Ein comfortably. The evening air was peaceful, and the slow crackling of the fire played its course, lingering in the air as this quiet drawl. The Elf felt heavy in his heart, feeling some deal of empathy for the two. He understands them in a way.*\n\n\"I've brought some more to light the fire,\" *He muttered to Ein quietly.* \"This should be enough to get us through the night.\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"I'll take over night shift while you sleep. I'll keep the fire going. You can go to bed... I'll just give Theron comfort\"\n\n*She said, sharing the excess of her kilt between the two. She kept him close, practically covering him with most of the fabric.. And just pulling her kilt a bit further down to cover her knees. She gets uncomfortable too!\n\nShe was more fixated on the fire, obviously pondering about something... She felt nervous. Love... Can hurt. What if Theron died... What would she ever do? Even after she completed the blood law... What is possible for her?*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*He settled himself down, sitting legs crossed in front of the small campfire. He took a stick from his side and began tending the flames, watching little embers poke out gently in the air.*\n\n\"No...\" *He responded.* \"It's fine... Really... I suffer the affliction of sleepless nights. I see myself cursed away from the beauty of rest, dear Eínillainis.\"\n\n*After he finished stoking the fire, he looked up at the night sky. Quietly watching the stars slowly float by like specs floating in a soft gentle breeze.*"
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*She sighed, resting her head on Theron's pulling herself closer to... Cover the two of them in the warmth of EinEin's kilt. Theron should get one! Multi-purpose and warm!*\n\n\"Fine... But I've been meaning to ask. Do you hate me? Is it because of who I am?\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*The Elf looked to the girl with some surprise. He bellowed a slight chuckle and turned his gaze back at the fire. His age as a Silnarian had blinded him to how young his companions were. His rather jaded and cynical demeanor ailed too much into their minds.*\n\n\"If I hated you, why would I have sent someone looking for you?\" *He said to her.* \"You are a strange girl, but never have I expressed any sort of disdain towards you or your companion. Perhaps it's my rather unfriendly demeanor to have you thinking that way.\""
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "\"Ah I was... Almost worried honestly. I'm relieved\"\n\n*She said, with a light smile, letting her hair hang loose. She remained silent for a moment, pointing towards Theron*\n\n\"Did you... Hear? Y'know... On the way here?\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Looking up,* \"Hear what?\"\n\n*He raised his brow at her sudden statement. A flurry of thoughts rushed in his mind. Were they followed?*"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"Our conversation... When we fell behind. You know...\"\n\n*She didn't want to say it directly... It was still fresh and embarrassing in her mind. He even said they'd have another kissing session on the ferry... Though Ein is unsure as to how long she can last before getting sick*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*He looked at Ein with a bemused disposition in his mind. Her vague wording brought no sure answer he can get from her. All he could see was her not-so-subtle affectionate expression when looking at Theron beside her. She was a strange girl for sure, but it seems she is not really telling anything sincerely dire.*\n\n\"To be frank, I was too busy scouting to be listening in your childish courting ritual,\" *He said to her with a grin.*"
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*She sighed. That was embarrassing. She didn't want anyone to actually know honestly. She wanted to keep it to herself and Theron. It was much easier to remain Romantic when no one judges you*\n\n\"Okay. Relief. I suppose, I'll be going to sleep? Wake me up if... You need help with something\"\n\n*She said, curling up, practically disappearing in her Kilt. There was a few clicks and her swordbelt fell out in front, the kilt turning into a giant square of cloth. Off she goes to sleep, keeping Theron close and warm*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*As he watched Ein doze away, Morwë took to himself and leaned against a sturdy tree. He took one gaze at the constellations in the night sky, studying the majesty held before in the night sky. Peace had fallen to them, no harm nor conflict had befallen him and his companions. The quiet whisper in the evening air brought some ease in the Elf's feigning heart. The breath of Ramul Ta has blessed them a peaceful night.*\n\n*And so Morwë sang a quiet lullaby,*\n\n*\"Scaling feathers with pails of silver glaze,*\n*Ynris painted Simril and Yvana in his shadow gown* \n*To hold back days and nights. He brought his children*\n*And stopped the world in its place. The weeks a lightning stroke,* \n*Desire turned to love. With his silver eyes,*\n*Ynris sliced minutes in half and made days vanish,*\n*Fooling the hours.*\n\n *Ynris became so attuned* \n*To his children that wonders were conjured:*\n*A weary comet moved across Simril* \n*Breathing no fire, tearing no harmful shards* \n*Into small shiny fragments, but there it was,* \n*Reminding us that rock may spin and flare,* \n*Lifting the senses, burning into sight.*\n\n*Yvana eased pale hands away; Ynris saw her shoulders* \n*Recede through her silver gown, watched her image fail* \n*With her famished smile. Yvana left our world*\n*With dream-filled eyes, and fading into dust,* \n*Ynris gazed with tearful eyes and saw, suddenly,* \n*Flashing in stony light, the stars and the moon.\"*"
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*Soon, he could hear EinEin sleeping... Silently. How can you hear that? Well, she started breathing slower. Simple as that. Now Morwë was basically alone. His companions sleeping. Only the fire and trees to keep him company*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Morwë sat to himself, quietly staring at the dying flames of the campfire fade away. In the distance, he could imagine hearing footsteps slowly making his way to him. There, a shadow of himself sat near him with an arrogant smile. He wasn't real, Morwë thought to himself.*"
},
{
"author": "Morwe's Thoughts",
"message": "\"You know you're mother misses you,\" *He said, quietly setting himself down in front of Morwë.* \"Frankly... *She...* Misses you as well.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Morwë kept his gaze at the dwindling fire, trying his hardest to ignore him.*"
},
{
"author": "Morwe's Thoughts",
"message": "\"There is no point trying to deny it,\" *He chuckles.* \"You were a fool to make that decision. You were a fool to believe such petty lies!\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"No... What I did served better than quarrels behest at home...\" *Morwë muttered.*"
},
{
"author": "Morwe's Thoughts",
"message": "\"Home that you squandered away!\" *He bellowed.* \"You're fortunes sunk you deep in filth and mockery. This is why you will be forgotten, a stain in your family, a black sheep amongst the golden flock!\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Turning his stare at him, returning back with a sternful glare.*\n\n\"There was never a golden flock!\" *Morwë argued back.* \"We lived our lives in a shameful lie. We were all stained to begin with! Don't deny strife and deceit lingered far longer in their hearts farther than imagined. We lived atop sorrow and filth, and yet we deny its cruel existence! What more can I say that is not the golden flock that I know in tales.\""
},
{
"author": "Morwe's Thoughts",
"message": "\"Fie! You lived like a king!\" *He shouted at him.* \"Recount me nights where you have not slept with a your belly filled with a warm meal! Recount me the days where you do not suffer scars underneath your feet! Recount me the days when you looked at *Her* And promised her your eternity! Fie you fool! Now you are stuck here with these specimen thats far beneath you! What can you gain from them? Are those two going to bring you back home where you're mummy can kiss you good night? Where you're father can look to you and say he loves you?!\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*In a sudden rage, Morwë leapt forward and swung his sword at the figure. Before he knew it, he stood still with his sword drawn out towards nothing. He was alone...*\n\n*There was nothing but quiet crackling of the fire and the hushed snoring laid upon his companions. He was alone...*\n\n*A sorrow deep in his heart crawled its way out and latched itself into his mind. There he fell to his knees and began to weep. The world around him fell dark and devoid of any life. He was alone...*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "`just realized the ping was here`"
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*Ein found herself awake... Sneaking off to some... Private place to... Put back her kilt. It only took a few moments, coming back fully dressed again. Sometime at night, she somehow took off her Gambeson and Cuirass... So she is now just dressed in her hemp shirt and kilt!\n\nShe made an attempt to wake up Theron... Poke poke poke... Push push push*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Theron slowly woke up, he didn't quite know how he had gotten over here... Weird. Maybe it was a side effect from all the blood rushing through him from awhile ago.*\n\n\"Y-yes...? I'm awake, do we need to continue traveling now? I should be okay to keep going.\"\n\n`alright so uh, so far, what's happened.`\n\n`almost at boat? Camped for a bit before we get on?`\n\n`Oki doki. Almost there, then. Noice`"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"I don't know... Morwë is awfully silent. Did you sleep well...?\" \n\n*She asked, still feeling a bit too embarrassed about yesterday to look him in the eye. She was questioning about what she was thinking yesterday. She thinks she is an idiot honestly. \n\nAnyways, to distract herself, she adjusted her kilt and hose to allow for best comfort. She didn't have her armour on as... Well, you see, it was uncomfortable*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Morwë turned away from his meditative trance to see his companions well awake.*\n\n\"Apologies,\" *He said to them softly.* \"Nature in itself has caught me deep in thought... Even if it revealed things I would deem unpleasing... Any how, the road is long and the Alps are still miles away!\""
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "\"... Alps? Oh yeah ALPS! Let's go Theron!\"\n\n*And off she goes to retrieve... The horse... And maybe she can place her bag and armour on the horse. It was too frustrating keep it on*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Theron sighed, getting up on his feet. This wasn't quite bad the journey as he thought it would be.*\n\n\"I assumed we were going to take the ferry across the straight? It would be a a rather quick way to leave Salvainia... As well as allow us to live with some kind of normality. A village in forest with a small population, or something similar.\"\n\n*He'd wait around while Ein got the horse. Might as well let Morwe lead the way.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Tending to his horse,* \"There's no ferry crossing going into the Intido Mountains... We're going inwards, as your partner said. We need to follow The Sepdu river than cross around Vuni. The only crossing there would simply be a bridge.\""
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Well... Then Theron had a rather opposite idea to them. Goes to show he should've confirmed what he wanted to do with the two. Probably was thinking too much about the whole dying situation.*\n\n\"Ah... I suppose we'll just go with that then. You may lead the way, and I'll keep vigilant against anything that could be closing in on us.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Turning to the two with an unsure look in his face,* \"*'Go with that then?'* Didn't the both of you surely agree with your plans? I can't lead your way, without some sure face of confidence amongst you two.\""
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*She came back with the horses... Sensing the unconfident atmosphere around here.*\n\n\"Yikes, what happened here?\"\n\n*She asked, looking quite uncertain. What she did know, was that this wasn't a good time to walk in. \n\nAnyways, on the horse, you'd find she somehow tied down her equipment onto the saddle... Nice! Now she can walk comfortably!*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Rubbing his forehead,* \"Eínillainis, did you or did you not decide with your boyfriend here where you guys wanted to go? Because I'm hearing two different directions with where you guys wanna go. You say alps, and he thinks leaving the country.\""
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "\"I remember agreeing about staying in a forest. Not sure about the other country. Can't say my memory is good if I don't write it down... And...\"\n\n*She looked down, slightly red in the face. Embarrassing topic? Probably something about love. She is honestly quite naíve when it came to love*\n\n\"I don't know if we are courting each other yet\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*He sighed to her rather unhelpful response. He'd then turn his gaze towards Theron, hoping for an answer.*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"I don't have much experience with being hunted down consistently, so I believe it's better to trust Ein's decision on it. I just believed going back across the strait was apart of going into the mountains.\"\n\n*Theron shrugged. He didn't really know what the Alps were... He'd never been to a mountainous region. Just stayed in the plains and hills.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*He gestures Ein to give him the map he helped fill out many moons ago.*\n\n\"That is the Agaya Axu mountains you're thinking of. The Alps are what the Bati natives here in Salvainia call the Intido Peaks. Agaya Axu is beast folk land, and from my knowledge its isolated, but it will not help us from freeing your bounty.\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "*She did exactly so, handing him the map he helped her fill many moons ago. At least, after searching her handy dandy makeshift kilt pockets for the book, which had the loose map.*\n\n\"Sorry for not.. Planning this better. I'll try to be better if there is a next time\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*He opens the map and then gestures for them to look at it along with him.*\n\n\"See this is where we are,\" *He points.* \"And we are originally trying to get to here—\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"Oh. I see. As long as it is fine for him. Though it'll be hard... Especially in winter. I'm unsure if he can last in the alps.\"\n\n*She said, motioning to Theron.*\n\n\"But that would also mean we have to make our own... Items. Unless there is a town nearby? I think I now remember why I thought a forest in a rural region was better...\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Ie is several miles back, but its too close to the capital,\" *He explained.* \"Vuni is the closest thing we get to, but that will probably take us several days to get there... Hmm, on the other hand... Kal is the same distance from here... Theron, are you not still in good faith with your family?\""
},
{
"author": "Einillainis Ein Tsudahaeide-Eiramain",
"message": "*She leaned over, watching the map as the two conversed. She was quite interested in the conversation. Theron's family? Heck yeah, she'd want to know about that. But she made an attempt to hide her interest by just... Staring at the map*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"I suppose I'm still in good faith, yes. We could stay with them for some time if we need a place to recoup supplies.\"\n\n*Theron nodded to himself, looking over the map. His father and mother still should be doing successfully... Plenty of things they could help with at the moment. A good place to stay would also be nice.*\n\n\"We can stay a day or two at the family home if necessary, and I could warn them about the current situation... As I believe they would need it.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Closing the map,* \"So is it decided then? Shall we postpone the Alps and take our journey East?\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"I suppose we shall. Theron, you riding the horse or walking?\"\n\n*She asked, walking to the horse to tie the lead onto her hand again. This horse, was of course carrying her items on the saddle. If he said yes, she'd gladly move the items somewhere else* \n\n\"And... East? I've never been East\""
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"I'd like to walk... I've done so a long time, and I am not afraid to do it some more.\"\n\n*Theron pulled at his cowl, not wanting to go through that embarrassment of being on a horse again. Ein can just keep her stuff on it and give him an excuse to not do so. As he decided this, he walked over till he was nice and close to ein, then waited to follow along the path Morwe would lead.*\n\n\"Kal is a nice area to live in. It previously being a capital city, contains great defenses and still a large reserve of soldiers to act as sentries... Although with our type of reputation, it would not be good to linger there for more than two or three days.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*The Elf nodded and turned to his horse and grabbed his tether,* \"I guess, I'll walk with you... The forest seems to be getting thicker as we get deeper.\"\n\n*He then slowly led his horse facing eastward, carefully watching his step as he went.*\n\n\"I will take lead just several ways from you,\" *He said to them.* \"Just shout my name when you need me. In the mean time, eat for now and gather your strength and we shall see ourselves closer East. 8 days travel no less.\"\n\n~~(lmao this is where you guys do your bit 😛~~"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"I agree with him. It wouldn't be in our interest to remain in one place for more than 2 days. Unless we find a way to change our identity... Or they forget about us\"\n\n*She said, awaiting for Morwe to start moving- Oop... They were just left to... Deal with it themselves*\n\n\"So... Does he want us to stay still or does he want us to follow? I'm honestly lost right now\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Are you coming or not?\" *He shouted from a distance.*"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"We're Coming!\"\n\n*She... Started to walk along, facing Theron, though not meeting his eyes... Yet. She still felt somewhat awkward after yesterday. She probably needs some time to get used to it... Or maybe just help to get used to it. But she felt nervous. Love could get her in trouble... Especially with his parents. Or anyone honestly. Someone might have a vendetta against Theron and she'd get pulled into it*\n\n\"I suppose he did want us to come then!\""
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Theron rolled his eyes, following the EinEIn. Sometimes he didn't quite get it... But he still liked that quirkiness about Ein, and how she just couldn't get a clue most of the time. He'd quickly follow along and started rubbing up against her again.*\n\n\"You should just assume that he wanted you to follow, since he's leading us to Kal. What'd make you think he wanted us to stay behind?\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "*She sighed to herself. Honestly, she felt she didn't know what she was thinking half the time.*\n\n\"Honestly I don't know anymore. What's.. Kal like anyways? I've never... Been there.\"\n\n*She said, simply allowing him to rub up against her. She didn't have much reason to not let him do so. She did of course enjoy this. Why would she try to stop someone from doing something she enjoyed?!*\n\n\"Do you... Think your parents would even accept me? I'm not exactly... The most friendly looking... And parents seem very protective and against romantics... I'm sure my brother would find something to judge us if he was here\""
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"People can be critical, true, but I don't feel it'd change much. They may dislike you but it wouldn't change my intentions, right? So don't worry about something as trivial as that... Let's focus on finding a place to be safe and continue living like we are now.\"\n\n*Theron didn't give it much thought. His father was a instructor for the army, teaching it's soldiers to fight with sword and shield. His mother on the other hand, was a seamstress that owned a cloth shop. Maybe his dad would judge her... But his mom would just be happy he could bring someone home.*\n\n\"Of course, it would be interesting to see their reactions as well as yours.\""
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"I see I see...\"\n\n*She said, trailing off for a moment, finding her hand to slip down to meet his. She felt more comfortable like this honestly. It was much... Easier she supposes? Maybe it's the warmth... Or maybe just the thought of holding his hand that made her calm.*\n\n\"Valmir mentioned something about boyfriend... Would we be considered to be courting? Or.. Are we not at that level yet? Just curious, I don't see the reason to rush anything...\"\n\n*She said, looking away with a blush. Seems like holding his hand didn't make her calm enough. Gosh she is quite shy when it comes to these things*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"... Wouldn't this be courting? I haven't really heard of the process before, but we've shared virgin kisses and our feelings. What would be considered rushing in this situation?\"\n\n*Theron didn't really get what she was meaning, so he looked up to her in curiosity. Of course there was still `that` to do, but his parents had told him to keep it till marriage. Was she interested in doing such a process so soon? If so, then that was likely rushing things... Not that at the moment he wouldn't mind it, but they only knew each other for at least eight days. More attention will have to be given to knowing her, he thought.*"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"So this is courting... I've been told when I was but a wee girl on my Woman's lap that courting starts with a kiss... I honestly believed that until I left home. The world wasn't like... What was told to me...\n\nBut I guess she didn't completely lie to me. I don't know what people in courtship do. So I suppose I'll let you guide me like... I'm guiding us to safety?\"\n\n*She said, looking at her hand, which held Theron's own hand. Doubt she even knows about ``that``... She is much too naive or innocent for that. If she knew what it was, she honestly wouldn't even want to at the moment... She only knew him for eight days... She will make it important to know more about him*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Theron continued to walk along, following Valmir's prints in the dirt and the sound of his steps. There wasn't much to do at this present moment, or at least he didn't feel like doing too much... So he just cuddled up with Ein's arm.*\n\n\"I'll try to do my best and lead from your example. Although, don't expect too much.\"\n\n*While holding onto her side, Theron looked about the wild... Swapping between thermal vision and normal just to calm himself in being secure. He'd make out some birds and a deer which would reassure his safety, and give a justification to himself to stay close and personal.*"
},
{
"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "*She too didn't have much to do. They can't stop otherwise... They'd fall behind. She looked relieved... She didn't know what she would do if he said they weren't. She saw courting as something... Two people who saw each other the same way as the other would. \n\nShe isn't wrong. That is what courtship is in a sense, but it usually is more than that. No one would know what goes on in her head. She simply made sure Theron was nearby and she felt... Much more energized with him being close. She supposes this is what you call love*\n\n\"As long as you try, I don't care about how you do.\"\n\n*She said, finally looking back at him with her eyes, which shine much like a rich Sugilite would near a warm light. Quite a brilliant colour. Not many have such a rare eye colour of Purple to bless them. Ein is very lucky for this.*"
},
{
"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Theron hummed out a 'mmmhmmm'. He thought about speaking, but he didn't want t o end up getting overly sentimental again and slow the group down. The temptation to begin poking at each other's feelings again and devolve back into kissing was there...\n\nBut it would be best for them to just keep walking. The nuzzling into her side would have to do for now, till they had to make another stop. Once they got to Kal it would be a good day... Introductions to the family and gaining validation from his parents. Theron just had to know if they could truly live together, and a week's time may be enough time to figure it out.*\n\n`t i m e . I s . We i r d .`\n\n`but there's not much to do in a trip to a city lmao... So I'd just say it would be fine to time skip over there.`"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*After the short journey from the village to the forest, you're here to deal with these photosynthesizing menaces and save the poor innocent victims! The mayor had also allowed you to comission the villages crafter for free! So, you just exterminate these plants and find anyone still alive in the forest.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would be heading over to see what's up*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara, in his white Naga form, slithers with the others. His red cloak was once again draped across his shoylders, a stony serpent decal proudly displayed on his back. He sweeps the forest with his white, slit-pupiled eyes, concentrating with his thermal vision to find traces of still living victims. His naginata would be held firmly with both hands, ready to strike should the enemy presents themselves.\n\n`Nara is using his Thermal Vision.`"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi is brandishing his new sword: a ninja-to, which looks quite average at first, even a little boring.\n\nWhich is exactly the point. It's easy to underestimate such a weapon, and not realise that with one powerful, magically enhanced thrust, this blade could probably pierce almost anything. His eyes are glazed over and white as he surveys the area using his Night Vision, and his incredible stealth is used to his advantage here. Hell, it might even be hard to tell that he's brandishing a sword at all.\n\nHis face is masked and his straw hat is tilted slightly over his eyes. It would be easy to be a little intimidated by Hitoshi's appearance, if not for his unimpressive height of 5'7 and small frame overall. His naginata is strapped on his back tightly, and probably makes him look even shorter as it emphasises his height. Or lack thereof.*\n\n`Level 5 Stealth used. Night Vision used.`"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis will of course be following behind Hitoshi. He had been trying to find a way to enchant his arm wraps but it seemed smiths only dealt with metal, not cloth. He would probably need to meet a specialized magical tailor in the city to get the enchantments he desired, but for now he decided it could wait.*\n*Hitoshi and Mevis would've been walking back and would find the village they left to deal with the plants had only gotten worse. Mevis would be riddled with guilt, knowing fully well they were partly responsible for the new deaths since their last visit. If they had dealt with the threat back then, those individuals may have lived longer joyous lives. As such, Mevis immediately requested to complete the job, so as not to further burden his shoulders with any more lives of those he failed. He would be visibly depressed during the whole trek toward the meeting spot where Hitoshi and him would meet the other members of the group to deal with this threat.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi immediately notices Mevis' sadness. With anyone else, he'd probably just ignore it. Not his problem, eh?\n\nMevis was different. He sheathes his sword for a moment and removes the mask, showing his normal features for a moment.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"You okay? What's up?\""
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would walk towards the group*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would look over to Hitoshi and rub his temple not sure what to say. Clearly if Hitoshi was asking what was wrong he must not see that the deaths here were their fault. He does usually tell Mevis that many things weren't his fault. But it was hard to believe that, especially in this scenario when they were directly involved last time and could've stopped it once and for all. But he didn't want to cause Hitoshi to worry, so he would put on his 'heroic' smile and gives him a thumbs up*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"I'm fine. Was just thinking about some things. A lot has happened the past few days after all\""
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*He would be next to the two, staring at them for a moment*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi's skeptical. Obviously he doesn't know **For sure** What Mevis is thinking, but Mevis seems really bothered with something. Then again, he always looks so sad. Hitoshi always finds himself feeling sorry for the kid. He tries not to be patronising about it, though, Mevis isn't an idiot. So he opts to not press further.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Yeah. You would tell me if something was worrying you though, right?\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Huh. Hitoshi finds himself speaking Silnari Standard a little better each day. The accent is still obvious, but hey! No more pronouncing \"R\" As \"L\"! And definitely no more butchering his sentence structure.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would notice the stranger approach, and motions for Hitoshi to stop while taking a few steps infront of him. While it had served a convenient excuse to not answer Hitoshi's questions, Mevis being the coward he was, was worried that this stranger was some sort of threat. It certainly wasn't normal to have someone stare at them, especially at Hitoshi as Mevis could barely see him as is*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Who are you... Do you need something from us?\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi also draws his blade again and backs off. Not to run away, though. To hide somewhere and stab the fucker in the neck if he hurts Mevis in any way.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would shake his head no, pointing up ahead*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would stop while the others are stopped. He'd keep his distance, but keep an eye on them and their surroundings. Whatever is going on it didn't feel like his place to interfere. The least he can do is keep a lookout."
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would walk into the direction he pointed at*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi glares at the strange Reptilian for a few more seconds before sheathing his blade **Again** And walking into the forest he has been assigned to clear. Nara was also, uhh... **Odd**, shall we put it, but at least he showed up at the right time. Maybe Hitoshi will warm up to the reptilian later.*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*As they would walk on, Mevis and Hitoshi, both of whom have been in this forest before, notices some vines nearby. It seems as if they have become adept at finding these plants. Anyways, they spot 2 to the left of them, and 2 to the right of them. Something else of note is that 1 one of them is wearing shields. This seems to be the first combat.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would be behind the two, looking in the forest*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi notices the shields. Huh... That one is his target, then, he supposes.\n\nHe points to the rough areas of the ones to the right, and to the shielder.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "Watch out. One has shields..."
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Same tactic as last time?\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would nod, and hopefully in unison, Mevis would take the role as the distraction and run forward with this Air reinforcement active, hoping to grab the shield and hold it in place so that Hitoshi with his superior stealth could sneak up behind the shield vine and slice it in one swfit motion*\n\n```Air Reinforcement cast. 110/120 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi aids Mevis in killing off the vine, swinging at it assuming it's exposed.\n\nDamn, this sword was so much better than his old one! \n\nSo much for high fucking quality. It was a loaned sword, so maybe it's to be expected. Given to him as an afterthought. It wasn't right for him.\n\nThis weapon is right for him.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would follow quickly, opening his hand and enabling current* \n```current enabled, 90/100 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would follow the others, unsure what's going on as he hasn't seen what the other two are attacking. But, he decided to approach them anyway, slithering on his snake-like tail."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Mevis and Hitoshi's old strategy works wonders, with Mevis grabbing both shields and Hitoshi hitting the killing blow, the shield vine was destroyed. However the one that was next to the shield vine attempts to whip Mevis 2 times. 2 vines from the other direction jump out of the bushes to attack Nara and Arctic by whipping with 2 of it's vines each.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would avoid the Vince's whips, grabbing them and shocking them*\n```this used 10 mana, 80/100 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would attempt to coil, raising his tail to meet the vine. He is a slow moving Naga though, so if the vine was fast enough it might hit him before he had a chance to cover himself. But, then he would retaliate by hissing and spitting his venom at the vines.\n\n`Nara used Paralyzing Venom for 10 Mana, leaving him at 110 Mana out of 120.`"
}
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{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi leaves Mevis to fend off the attacks from the vines. He's a tough kid, he can withstand a couple bitch slaps. He does, however, take the attack of opportunity and gets closer to it, thrusting at its core as it attacks Mevis. No magic should be needed yet, right? Let's keep it simple for now.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would see the incoming attacks and smirk. It seems like he would be able to take on the role as tank this time around, and smiles seeing Hitoshi trusting him to handle himself. If he was fast enough, he would choose to grab the vines and hold them in place to make it easier for Hitoshi to cut it down. Otherise, he would use his reinforced arms to parry each blow from the whip, trusting his defense will be sturdy enough to handle them.*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Nara was quick enough to guard against the attack but not quick enough to get an accurate shot, he misses the paralyzing venom. Arctic managed to grab the vines, but the serrated edges of the vine cause wounds to his hand, good news is that he electrocuted one of the tendrils. Hitoshi manages to get an attack in to finish off the vine, as Mevis is distracting it enough by holding it's vines, however Mevis also gets cut.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would wince as it cut his hand, bringing the vine closer, letting loose one hand to use electric bolt*\n```electric bolt used 15 mana, 5 gained, 70 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would hiss in annoyance after having missed his mark. This time he would conjure a bright blue, watery-looking orb and lobbed it in the direction of the vine's feet. When the orb hits the vine or the ground, it would create a water spout 5 feet in diameter originating from that point. Nara's intention is to trap the vine and buy him time to get a hit in.\n\n`Nara used Tornado Trap for 18.75 Mana, putting him at 91.25 Mana remaining.`"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would merely shake his hand to dismiss the pain. There was no time to flinch as there were still enemies nearby. However it seemed the two of them have been mostly restrained by their team mates, meaning they only had to finish the job. Mevis would look over to Hitoshi and motion for him to deal with the one the naga was fighting. He would then run over to support the reptile by bringing down an axekick with his reinforced leg onto the somewhat paralyzed whip*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi does as is suggested. He aids Nara by sprinting toward the vine he's focused on and stabbing at its core as well. Easy enough stuff. For now.*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Nara's bubbles trap the assassin vine long enough for Hitoshi to murder it before it done anymore harm. The vine wasn't that stupid anymore, it noticed that Arctic was preparing a spell and moved a vine infront of itself to block the bolt, Mevis however, would be able to finish it off still. The combat was over and you all got full loot from the vines.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would inspect the vines for a bit before they moved on, trying to remember what they'd looked like. It is his first encounter with them after all. Otherwise though, he would move with the party once they decide to proceed deeper into the forest.\n\n`Nara regenerates 5 Mana, putting him at 96.25.`"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi wipes his blade clean with his gauntlet-clad hands and examines it a second time, chuckling all the while. Howzat for a fight? Mevis and Hitoshi are certainly getting far more skilled, that's for damn sure. He approaches Mevis and offers a high five with his left hand. Of course, they still need to be prepared at all times, but that doesn't mean they can't celebrate the little victories.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Let's breeze through this, eh?\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would smile slightly but would not raise his hand to high five. It was good that things have been going well so far, but it just made him feel worse about himself. If it was this easy to clear out the threat, they all could've wiped it out earlier. Their negligence caused people to die, and rejoicing now would seem disrespectful.*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"I hope we can... But even if it isn't easy it must be done. Let's not jinx ourselves by celebrating just yet\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi seems a little disappointed that Mevis doesn't return the high five, but doesn't hold it against him. After all, while Hitoshi wouldn't directly admit it, it **Was** Their fault for people dying... And they need to do this mission to try and make up for that. He decides not to ask about Mevis for the millionth time. Maybe he's being overprotective. Fuck it, he **Is** Being overly protective. Mevis doesn't need someone to worry about him for merely existing. Hell, that's probably just making the kid's life a misery...\n\nOkay, maybe not that far. But still. Nobody likes someone prying into their every life detail.*"
}
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara's pupils would constrict at the sight of blood. Were they animal or Macen? He wasn't sure he can tell. But one thing he knows, blood usually indicates danger. He carefully scans the forest around them, anticipating another assasiin vine ambush."
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would look around from behind the group*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi curses under his breath and frowns slightly as he witnesses the blood. He uses his night vision to scour the area around him. This must be where most of them reside. The group had better be careful.\n\nHitoshi uses his stealth skills.*\n\n`Level 5 Stealth used.`"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would look around with his night/thermal vision as well as activate his stealth skills. Hitoshi's heat signature could be seen so Mevis would be behind him, but not to close so as to give Hitoshi's position away since Mevis' stealth was weaker. There will likely be more bodies for him to find and bury, but right now it would be best to focus on the cause of all these deaths. Thus Mevis would be scan the area for possible threats. Any that would come flying out would hopefully be intercepted by his body instead*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*As they traverse the bloodied forest, the smell gets more and more disgusting. Frank is able to detect some vines nearby, which haven't found them. The vines are about 30ft away from Mevis and Hitoshi, and 35ft away from everyone else. Mevis is also able to notice that they have shields and slingers, they seem to be attacking someone... Better do something about that, because that might be an innocent victim.*"
}
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{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would look around*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi hasn't noticed anything yet, but hears something going on due to his Kitsune ears. He opts to continue approaching normally, however, waiting for an opportune moment to attack.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would start to panic, realize that someone might be in danger. He would quickly poke Hitoshi and point where the enemies were before quickly leaping into action, but if it turned out to be an enemy, well, he would rather deal with that later than risk injury to an innocent.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would keep an eye out still. He didn't notice anything in particular, besides maybe his teammates disappearing."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*The vines (3 in total) are attacking the other humanoid figures (2 in total), Mevis can see the vines covered in the victims blood. Perhaps they are still alive? Anyways, the vines climb some trees, this must be their ambush hangout. Mevis would see that the victims bodies aren't losing heat that much, seems as if they aren't dead just yet.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would yell out to the group*\n\n\"There are victims here! The vines have climbed up the trees! Be careful for ambushes!\"\n\n*He would then his head slightly toward the victims but still keeping his arms up to prepare for any surprise attacks*\n\n\"Um, I'm sorry I don't have healing magic, but I'll try my best to protect you from any further harm. Can you tell me the situation?\""
}
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would hear his party member call out, and for a moment he would activate his thermal vision to locate them and move towards them. He would hold up his naginata in front of him, in case he needed to deflect an attack."
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would be following from behind*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi follows Mevis and notices the scene. Now, he has to be truly quick about it in order to save them. He casts Shadow Step and yadda yadda fast, you get the idea. He takes a thrust at one shield vine stealthily, jumps to another and stabs at a slinger as well. Risky, but Hitoshi believes he can afford to be a little risky with these things. Due to the Unbright effect on his armour and his skin now being pitch black, he is likely now incredibly hard to see.*\n\n``Shadow Step casted. 35.5 Mana expended. 114.5/150 Mana remaining. Two turns of SS remain.``"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*They all make it to the scene, but no vines were to be seen, at least by Hitoshi. Therefore no attack can be made against the vines. The 2 people that were attacked seem to have armor, perhaps another adventurer expedition gone wrong?* \"God dammit, *Coughes* We let our guard down for one second\" *Croaked one of the men, the other seems to be unconcious already. They wouldn't live for long unless they had healing soon.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would see the two adventurers and slither forward. He intends to shield them with his body. His tail has sturdy scales, and he can knock away vines that get near"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would follow nana to the adventurers*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would grit his teeth in frustration. These people need healing soon. He would face the group with desperation clearly seen on his face*\n\n\"Do any of you have healing magic?! If so, please help them! If none of us do, then we have to escor-\"\n\n*Mevis would stop speaking realizing he was at a dilemma here. If they escorted these people back then that would mean abandoning the quest again. This would result in more deaths in the long-run, but could he honestly consider himself a hero if he left innocent people to die for the supposed 'greater good'? There was no way for them to take them back and continue this quest... Why did it have to be like this? Why wasn't he strong enough. If he knew healing magic then this crisis would be easily averted, but he didn't... He would look to the group, hoping that at least one of them did*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*(Devilishly delightful)*"
}
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"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*(Which these guys don't have)*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi shakes his head with a guilty look in his eyes. He knew first aid? Kind of? But...*\n\n*Hitoshi knows what's going to happen. Mevis is going to blame himself for it. And he's going to make himself believe that he could've done more. Hitoshi wishes deeply for Mevis to one day realise that they are... Just people. They're flawed. And that's fine. Hell, the more Hitoshi explores, and the more amazing people he meets, the more he realises just how... Well, normal he is.\n\nThey couldn't always be the hero. Hell, sometimes it's smarter to let someone else do the job. Maybe it was a bad idea to not completely perform the quest. But in Hitoshi's opinion at least, that's... Not a bad thing. They killed a Wight, for God's sake! It was probably the smartest choice, to do that rather can be glorified weeders... But whatever.*\n\n``5 mana regenerated. 119.5/150 Remaining.``"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*2 stones come flying towards the party. One to Nara and one to Arctic. Then 3 vines come of the bushes, directly in front of them. To the sides of the them, 2 shield vines appear. That equal 7 vines, if the 2 stones are indeed slingers as well. The 3 vines in front of them seem to be more aggressive and twitchy, odd. One of the twitchy vines attacks Mevis.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would duck and cover his head*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would realize what the silence meant from the group and grit his teeth. There was no choice then. Mevis realized he would be unable to look at himself if he let those who needed help die for the 'greater' good. He would start to try to remove the armor on the men, resolving himself to carry them out of the forest. He seemed to be the fastest in the group after all and possibly the physically strongest. He would put his faith in Hitoshi whom he trusted to be a strong enough to deal with the threat in the forest.*\n\n*However, the vines would suddenly appear, causing Mevis to only be more frustrated. It would seem one of them was targeting him specifically. Mevis didn't have any time to waste, thus he would turn to Hitoshi*\n\n\"I'm going to deal with this vine, keep the others off me. I'm then going to carry these people back. I trust that you can handle the situation here without me because you are the strongest person I know. But please, be careful. I... I don't want to come back to a tragedy...\" \n\n*He would be visibly upset at the possibility of leaving Hitoshi and to others to their deaths because he left. But this was the best solution he could come up at the moment, and unlike the two injured individuals, everyone here could defend themselves. Thus, Meivs would reach out to grab the twitchy vine attacking him, not caring for any possible damages to his sides, in an all out attempt to pull it in and snap it in half over his knee.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi nods and sheathes his Ninja-to, grabbing his trusty Tokage no Tsume once again. It has served him well, and hopefully would continue its loyal service in this time of need.\n\nSince a small amount of time remained for him to utilise his superior instincts, he backs off into the darkness and throws 2 Assassin's Blades with amazing co-ordination, each heading towards an individual vine's core. Hopefully it would kill both of them at once, but God only knows with Hitoshi's luck.*\n\n``20 Mana expended. 99.5/150 remaining. Shadow Step is gone after this turn.``"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would once again put his tail up to intercept the rock, putting himself in the way to take the hits so that the two injured people would not. He would hiss and manifest a bright blue orb. The orb would be thrown towards one of the shield vines closest to him. If it hits its mark, the shield vine would be engulfed in a water spout to distract it.\n\n`Nara cast Tornado Trap for 18.75 Mana, leaving him with 77.5 remaining.`"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Arctic swiftly ducks and avoids the fastball going towards him! Nara's tail had absorbed most of the impact of the one coming at him, because his tail is thick enough! Mevis, unfortunantely is fighting a rather quick and strong vine, he grabs the vine's tendrils but it cuts deep into his hand. He was however able to break in half the vines tendril! But wasn't able to pull it in. Hitoshi has been able to hide and destroy one twitchy vine! The other evaded it with grace! Using his bubble thingy, he disorientates a shield vine.*\n\n*The conscious adventurer coughs up blood. He's close to death, those with thermal vision can see his heat fleeing his body, but the other is still rather alive. The unconcious one has a less likely chance of dying, compared to the other.*\n\n*The vine Mevis is facing attacks him twice with 2 tendrils. The other twitchy vine attacks Nara twice. One of the shield vines runs forward to arctic and attempts to whip him, the other shield vine is too disorientated.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would see the conscious one losing blood, and quickly pull out his rope to tighten the wounds to slow down the bleeding and then put him over his back. Mevis didn't really believe in the gods or fates, because if there was such a being they must be very cruel given all the events that had happened in his life. But he hoped just this once that they would look down with sympathy. He had and still is trying his best to be a hero, to keep his promise. At the very least even if they would not show fortune on him, they could at least spare this innocent soul on his back. He would then start to sprint as fast as his legs could carry him, not caring if they would blister or cause pain in his knees. Even if his bones start to fracture from the pressure, he was going to reach the nearest village as fast as possible in hopes of saving this person. He had full trust that Hitoshi would cover him as he ran and that the group would be fine without him. Thus, he would keep pushing forward, focusing solely on running to keep the negative thoughts that were looming around his head at bay*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would tank the attacks, meeting them with his tail whenever possible. He would then counter with an attack of his own. He would make a sweeping strike at the tendrils that attacked him using his naginata."
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would attempt to bash the shield bearer, getting a good whipping to the arm*"
}
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*As Shadow Step leaves his body, Hitoshi sheathes his sword and draws his own Naginata, attempting to use the element of surprise on the other twitchy vine by swinging down and hoping to bisect the core.\n\nThis is gonna be cleaned up shortly... Hopefully... The cause of all this shouldn't be too far, right?*\n\n**5 mana regenerated. 104.5 Mana remaining.**"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*With Mevis running away and Hitoshi immedietely attacking straight after, the attack had hit due to seer surprise. Nara cuts off 2 vines off the twitchy vine, who is losing balance. The attempt to bash the shield vine had failed, and the vine has grappled Arctics hand, cutting as time goes by.*\n\n*Mevis runs as fast as possible, which is apparently faster than any of the vines! He should make it to the village in time to heal him.*\n\n*Arctic's shield vine attacks him one more time with another tendril. The other shield vine is now able to do something and attacks Nara! The twitchy vine is too off-balanced to do anything.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi unsheathes a kunai and throws it at the disoriented vine, before running towards the vine attacking Arctic. Although he isn't awfully trusting of Arctic, he is still Hitoshi's teammate. Thusly, he kind of needs to look after the lizard. The naga seems to be doing pretty well, though.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis runs till he gets to the village at which point he will attempt to find the closest healer and request their healing. Once that is situated he will start to run back to get the other injured person, hoping he won't return to a tragedy*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would foolishly keep his attention to the vine he just mutilated. He would attempt to finish off the vine by striking its core with his naginata. But, that would mean he would take the shield vine's attack."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Mevis would be traveling a distance that would make it unlikely he would make a return trip before the others destroyed the vines. Arctic's current makes the vine gripping his hand go limp, but the vine immedietly makes another attack with another vine. Nara destroys the twitchy vine with assistance with Hitoshi's kunai and takes an attack from the shield vine, making cuts into his side.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would bite the vine coming at him, as if he were a savage, he would shake his head back and forth, like a rat terrier with well, a rat*"
}
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would hiss and rattle the end of his tail from the pain. It was foolish of him to leave his side unguarded, but alas. He turns his attention towards the shield vine, gathering his energy to make another attack at it. He would then proceed to spit a venomous projectile at it.\n`Nara used Paralyzing Venom on the vine for 10 Mana and regenerates 5, leaving him with 72.5 Mana.`"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*The shield vine puts up a shield, Arctic bites into a bark shield, it tastes like crap. Nara was able to make an attack but it blocks it with a shield, the shield however was split and falls off the vine. The venomous projectile however did hit! It paralyzes enough limbs so that the shield vine loses balance!*\n\n*One of his best skills, frankly.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi backs off and straps his Naginata back on. They're almost done anyway.\n\nWith the fight being fairly easy, Hitoshi actually found himself distracted by his own thoughts every now and then. Like... That thing that Arthur could do. Casting 2 spells at once. He needs to learn to do that. If he could somehow learn to do that... How much could his combat capabilities increase?*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would use current in his bite, hoping the lightning generated would ignite the shield*\n```10 mana used 60/100 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "With the vine being knocked off balance, Nara would see it as an opening to deliver a killing blow. He would lunge at it with his naginata, aiming to strike its core and finish this fight."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*The current breaks the shield but the vine is still alive, the vine makes a whip attack against Arctic. Nara kills the vine, but the core leaks a gas, which makes him nausous. Mevis reachs the village and gets a healer for the adventurer. The other adventurer is still laying there, still alive.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would avoid the whip, jumping on the vine and acting like a raptor, but viciously punching at it*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"Ugh...\" Nara would cover his nose and wiggle away from it. He doesn't want to stay near that foul gas and throw up. He tries to look over the rest of the party to see how they're doing, even if he can't focus on it at the moment."
}
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi unsheathes yet another kunai and throws it at the assassin's vine that nearly poisoned Nara from his hiding spot. He's saving up his mana for when he'll really need it, which he assumes will be later on. He won't be touching the other adventurer. He isn't particularly strong and he's likely the most skilled in the group in regards to dealing damage to the remaining threat.*\n\n``5 mana regenned because I forgot. 109.5/150 Mana.``"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Arctic punch's the vine, mildly squishing it's tendrils. Hitoshi throws a kunai at a dead vine, for whatever reason. Nara's nausea is rather mild, not going to harm him. All the vines here has been killed, except arctics.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi draws his Ninja-to and half heartedly stabs at the last vine. Fucking hell, this is boring. Necessary... But boring.*\n\n''5 mana regen. 114.5/150 mana"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis keeps on running*"
},
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"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would electrify his fists, going for a finishing blow*\n```10 mana used, 5 regenerated, 55/100 remaining```"
},
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Seeing as the other two is handling the last vine, Nara will check on the other injured victim of the vines. He can't heal, nor does he have enough knowledge in medicine to treat the poor guy here. The least he can do is maybe rip up some cloth (not from his cloak) and tie it into a makeshift bandage for the guy's wounds."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Before Arctic could use current, Hitoshi stabbed it dead looking bored as hell. Nara investigates the wounds of the unconcious victim, several lacerations all over his body. Mevis runs like his life depends on it, he had successfully gotten the other adventurer to a healer. The healer said he'll try his best, but there's no guarentees. The party had likely gotten all they needed to deal with this quest, they may go back whenever they'd like or they could kill some more vines. Also you should take that remaining adventurer to the healer as well.*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "\"Wanna continue on?\" *The first time arctic would speak, no error in his speech*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"Our task... To rescue them, no?\" He gestures to the unconscious victim, whom he then proceeds to pick up as gently as he could. \"We should bring him back. At least, one of us should. I am slow. If one of you is faster, please.\" He held the unconscious man out towards the others, waiting for a response. The victim needed to see a healer, and quickly. Nara is strong, but not the best when dealing with time sensitive tasks."
},
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"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would look around*"
}
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi attempts to pick up the adventurer himself. Besides Mevis, he's the fastest runner in the group. He returns to the village, and looks for Mevis, as by proxy, if he finds Mevis he finds the healer. Right?*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Hitoshi starts running towards the village, he sees Mevis. Mevis would likely tell Hitoshi where the local healer is, but that the healer might not be able to get to healing the other victim. Nara and Arctic are just standing in the clearing, perhaps they should go back, they're half the party they were earlier.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would follow behind Hitoshi, just at a slower pace given his slithering. It would be smarter to stay with the group for now. At least, if they decided to continue then they won't waste time trying to find one another."
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi notices Mevis and waves, carrying the other adventurer on his right shoulder. Hopefully the man could get healing soon. Not even because of Hitoshi wanting to be some kind of \"Hero\", but mostly because, well... Basic decency, isn't it?*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis seeing the Hitoshi in once piece would cause him relief. It would seem fate had not cursed him after all. He would offer to take the man off Hitoshi's shoulders if they hadn't finished clearing the vines yet. That way most of the group can still go on*\n\n\"I'll take it from here Hitoshi. Thanks for staying safe... I thought my bad luck would strike again. You can head back and deal with any more of the vines, I am faster than you after all so I can get the person there faster\""
},
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"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would follow along as well*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*When meeting the healer, he says that he would be unable to heal the adventurer Hitoshi has brought, but you should check with Burnabi. The healer says that Burnabi is the mayor, a mogash 'with a big heart', as he says. Burnabi has healing magic as well, being the only other healer in town, besides you have to check in with him for your reward.*\n\n\"I'll try to save this one, however I fear it won't be enough...\" *The healer grimly says,* \"Over there is the mayors house\" *He points towards a rather luxurious house, well luxury compared to everything else in the village, it'd probably be modest in most other cities.*"
},
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi sighs and visits the mayor's house. This is stupid. Why can't the healer do it, it's his job! Whatever... Hitoshi takes the man to the location anyway, not really fancying causing a massive scene.*"
},
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara follows still, though lagging behind slightly. He thanks the healer anyway even if it seemed unreasonable he couldn't take one more patient. Might as well report back to the mayor on the situation, he supposed."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*(He only has 70 mana max and has to treat 5 people a day because of these vines, give him a break)*"
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would continue following*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would be visibly upset at hearing that the healer may not be able to save the victim. Did he... Did he just get the worse of both sides? He noticed how the group had all retreated back, and while he had confidence in Hitoshi's strength, he doubted even he would've cleared the threat that quickly. They came back to follow his lead to save the victims. But for what? It seemed like they were going to die anyway, so not only did he fail in performing a greater good, he failed to even satisfy his selfish request to save those infront of him.*\n\n*Mevis would leave the house and actually head into the woods to clear his thoughts instead of the mayor's house. He... He didn't want to see the faces of those failed, the faces of the victims that likely believed in him to save their lives...*"
}
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{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*You make your way to the building in the center-most part of the village, the mayors abode. Villagers conversing about him tend to be rather positive, in all honesty. You knock on the intact door and a silnari with a green tie opens the door and greets the adventurers* \"Hello there. I take it that you are here because you've taken the request for hunters? Those despicable vines?\" *While the words indicate fanciness and haughtiness, but her tone is a mix of desperation and jadedness. It seems obvious by this tone that she is worried about the vines deeply.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi nods as he adjusts his shoulder. The adventurer is heavy, man..*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Yes. Two people were in the forest. We went to get them medical help first.\""
},
{
"author": "behebutwithacryo8472",
"message": "*Arctic would continue on following them, being as silent as a feather*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis was in the woods, taking a deep breath to calm himself. The negative thoughts were piling up, and he didn't want Hitoshi seem him break down for a bit as he started to punch a nearby tree. Training, he hadn't done much of that lately. He had been running around trying to be hero without even having the proper strength to do so. Those victims will die today cus he wasn't prepared enough. The forest was still infested because he wasn't dedicated enough. He was nothing more than a sham, spouting hot air like a child. No, not like, he was a child. Being a hero is something a child would say, not an adult, yet it was the only thing he could cling onto... He would continue to try to distract himself with his 'training', hitting the tree harder and harder, not caring if his knuckles bled.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara would watch silently. Hitoshi was handling the talking, he didn't feel the need to step in. There weren't really anymore details for him to complete or straighten out. They found some victims and brought them back, simple as that."
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "\"I see... I assume Fredrick is already swamped with others? Yes? Not surprising, frankly, we have so many victims that it's difficult for him to keep up. Over here please\" *The Silnari walks to a door at the end of the 'hall', if it could be concidered a hall, since it's so short.* \"The healer must've recommended you take this person to the mayor, just knock on this door and he'll answer you.\" *The fancy-ish silnari walks away, leaving Hitoshi alone with the adventurer, looking at an above-average door in the hall.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi does as he's requested, taking the injured man over to the door and trying to get help.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nara will probably just wait outside. He doesn't want to go inside and potentially knock things over in a cramped space. He'll just stay settled outside the mansion."
}
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{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "*Hitoshi knocks on the door, then he can hear stuff falling down. After 5 seconds the door is opened and you see a mogash* \"Sorry about the mess, I'm just not used to getting visitors. You're an adventurer we hired?\" *The mogash certainly stood proud like many other members of his race, but it was certain he didn't have much conversation. He notices the injured victim that Hitoshi would be carrying,* \"I see! I see! The healer has too many to deal with already, place him the table right over... Err, the chair over there and I'll see what I can do\" *He looked at the table when he said that table part and it seems to be flipped over, for some reason.*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi places the man on the chair and folds his arms, clicking his tongue a little. So... What now? What should he do?*"
},
{
"author": "pineywoods7124",
"message": "\"This will only take 5 seconds or so, maybe more, I may be getting rusty.\" *The mogash puts his hands onto the adventurer and a green aura appears around his hands and the adventurers whole body. 8 seconds later most of the wounds have been healed* \"Thanks for bringing him here, I don't want anyone dying around here. Anyways, you have came back from our bounty, right? I should give you the reward, you were sent with 3 others, if I recall. Take this and spread it evenly amongst yourselves, the crafter should be available right now if you want that item.\" *The mogash gives Hitoshi a bag of money.*\n\n**Quest Complete**\n1925 silver to each character\n1.5 PP to each character\n< to each character"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi shakes his head before looking for Mevis. That's dumb, why would he want some stupid bongos? When/if he does... His bored expression turns into that of pity as he notices Mevis'... Strange activities, allowing his hands to bleed like that. He pulls Mevis away from the tree, although with Mevis being stronger than him it likely won't be easy.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Whoa, whoa... What's wrong? What's wrong?\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would actually stop punching a tree when he notices Hitoshi approach. He would turn to face Hitoshi with a grim expression...*\n\n\"Ah, you're back already... Nothing is wrong, I'm just training. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger after all\" *And he would raise his bloody fists with sorrowful pride.* \"I just once more realized how weak I am. I couldn't save two victims and ruined the mission altogether. We could've cleared the forest some more, but instead I forced you all to come back to help some corpses...\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi gives Mevis... A certain look. You know the kind. The one where it's obvious that the person listening to you... **Doesn't** Think nothing's wrong. He looks at Mevis' knuckles and sighs, before shaking his head sorrowfully.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Come on... We did something good today, okay? Do not feel too bad about it. Please. For me.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would look at Hitoshi confused but also for the first time a bit of anger. Good? What part of today was good? Sure they cleared some vines, but to what extent? They basically were draining the village's gold like bandits, allowing the problem to persist so that they can keep coming back to leech of them. And what of the victims that they failed to save and the future victims that will likely fall to the vines?*\n\n*Mevis would clench his fist for moment, but would then let our a deep breath. No, there was no reason to be upset at Hitoshi. He was just trying to help Mevis feel better, and for that Mevis was grateful. Who he was really angry at was himself, forcing Hitoshi to tell him lies to provide a false sense of comfort. He was mad himself for all his failures. He was mad at himself for being weak. Hitoshi had nothing to do with how he felt right now, and for that, as a hero, even one as pathetic and weak as he was, he would do his best to alleviate Hitoshi's worries by flashing a grin*\n\n\"Y-You're right! W-We did good today! Sorry for making you worry. I cause you so much trouble, don't I?\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Yes, you do... But I don't care.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi chuckles a bit and steps back, hands in his pockets now. What now? There isn't really much to do now, huh? Maybe just go and, uhh... Eh, who knows. Maybe they should **Finally** Take that NS mission they've been putting off for so long.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Oh yeah... The guild.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would be taken back a bit as Hitoshi mentions the guild. That's right, it's been so long, they had been busy doing so many quests, that they hadn't even become squires yet. Mevis would look at his bloody fist and clench them with determination. Perhaps this is how he could become stronger or at the very least test out his skill and see if he was on the right path on becoming a strong hero.*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Yeah... The guild. We should get back and finally do that promotion huh? Think it will be a good measure of how strong we've become and how much more we need to improve\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"You think? I might get the, uhh.. Thing for my naginata. Good weapon. But not so great for stealth. Mostly used it for self defence against animals.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would chuckle at that remark*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Think you've killed more than just animals with it, but sure. Going to get yourself another katana?\" *He would tease*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Maybe as a decoration. Hang it up on the wall of my house. If I ever get a house.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi's remark was meant to be half-joking, but now he actually wants a house. Huh.*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"I'm sure if we collect enough wealth you can buy one eventually. You have come a long way from where you started as a penniless foreigner. Your speaking has gotten a lot better also\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*A house certainly did sound nice, and was something that someone as kind as Hitoshi deserved. A place to call home. Mevis would lament on how he used to have one also, but would shake his head of the thought. It was in the past and shall forever remain in the past. All that was lost was taken away justly so as he was too weak to maintain a hold of them.*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"I know, right- has it? Never noticed.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi never even noticed his improving speech. Although he remembers struggling with the word \"Regret\" When he first met Arthur. That was a little embarrassing.*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Yeah, it has. I can only hope I've grown during our travels as well...\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*With that Mevis would wrap his bloody knuckles with cloth and start to head back to New Sunlight. They had put it off long enough and Mevis really needed some validation of having become stronger...*"
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"You kidding? You've gotten way better!\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi isn't lying. The boy has become incredibly fast... It's honestly a little amazing. Hitoshi has become much better at stealth and magic, and noticed himself increasing in agility a little. But he has a long way to go... That other ninja, Zed... Was miles better than him. Hitoshi is decent at what he does, but he can be much, much better.*"
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would just continue to put on his heroic smile as he continued walking. Did he get better? Every quest he has had to rely on Hitoshi to carry him, and the one time he takes charge the mission turns out to be a bust. Of course, he realizes he shouldn't think too much about it. It was just Hitoshi being his usual polite self, but Mevis didn't want to be subject of Hitoshi's pity forever*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"It's nice of you to say that, but you don't need to force yourself you know? I've been with you on all these quests, and I think you are aware of how many of the targets you've killed and how many I've handled. Tell me, was there any job we've taken so far that if I wasn't there the quest would've suffered terribly? Cus I can most certainly say that about you\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Yeah. What about the paladin? He would've kicked my ass alone. He had that Crack the Sky. Imagine that hitting me.\""
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"But that is the thing, you wouldn't have let it hit you. You're too strong, quick, and stealthy for that. But me? I fell right into it. And that's because I am weak. That fight my caltrops didn't hit anyone, and most of the attacks were blocked by armor. For every single mission thus far I've been no more effective than rope, being used to tie down the enemy to make it easier for you to kill. My purpose can be easily replaced by a throwable net and whatnot. How can you call that being a hero?\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"You're stronger than me. Faster than me. Your reaction time is amazing compared to mine, I need to use magic to make mine decent. Give yourself a break, please?\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would let out a sigh. It was a shame that Hitoshi only saw things through raw physical strength. It wasn't about how much strength you had, but how you used it, and frankly him pointing how that he was physically stronger only made things worse. It showed that he couldn't use his talents properly to save him people, that he didn't deserve them...*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Hitoshi, does that mean a wild Gorilla is better than me cus it is stronger, faster, and reacts faster than me? Cus what you just said simply made me sound like a wild animal...\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"I never said that... Don't put words in my mouth.\""
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi sighs. It's going to be hard to get the message to Mevis that he is **Worth** Something, that he is good. He's tried for a while, and not really gotten far. But hell if he stops trying.*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"I know you didn't say that, I'm just saying those things that you said were my good points are the same things I can say about a wild beast. But I apologize if I had offended you... I wasn't my intention to put words in your mouth. I am just rather bitter about myself and once more as an improper hero spread some of that to you...\""
},
{
"author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa",
"message": "\"Oh god, Mevis... *Sigh* It's fine. Okay? I've had worse things said to me.\""
},
{
"author": "frankenstein",
"message": "*Mevis would hold his head down in shame. This wasn't exactly the kind of mood he wanted to have before taking the exam. He wanted to bolster the mood, but it was yet another skilled he lacked in. He at least opted to not make it worse*"
},
{
"author": "Mevis",
"message": "\"Well, I guess it might be best if I don't get any closer to that standard...\" *And he would start to walk forward a bit faster than normal to put some distance between himself and Hitoshi so they wouldn't need to speak any longer for the rest of the trek*"
},
{
"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Hitoshi is about to say something, but then shakes his head. No use dwelling on it. He isn't sure what to say. He'll probably make it worse.\n\nSo he says nothing, and just trudges along.*"
}
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{
"author": "way8306",
"message": "It's the early afternoon, and there is a light, chilly breeze in the wind as you make it to Stonewall Village. Fine enough for a winter day.\nTrue to its name, as the adventurers make their way to the village, whether in a group or individually, a stone wall comes to view- quite a short one, but nonetheless an incredibly wellbuilt one as it seems to have received little erosion from the elements, as well as seeming being carved out of a *Single rock*- something indicative of magic being at work. \nIndeed, this piece of architecture is more than deserving of being the namesake of the village."
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*In typical Nox fashion, he would arrive early in the morning to scout out the Village. Last time he had been in Salvania, there was a bounty on him. Perhaps the people have given up hope of finding him. Still, he had to take precautions. When inside the Village, he would visit the market and then route back, keeping a close eye on his surroundings and make note of people who may or may not have been following him. Nox would continue this process with different locations. Satisfied that no one was following him, he would dismount briefly to get some Ale.*\n\n*Nox would conjecture that it was about time, but he was in no hurry. Nox thought about bringing his horse, but decided against it and elected to walk to the meeting place instead.*"
},
{
"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*A very strange man dressed in what looks like a semi professional set of... Welll... NOT armour appears out of a trail in the horizon. He was dressed in a thick black coat of sorts, a pair of trousers with a stranfe pattern, some tall boots, a pretty shiny cuirass, and of course, a somewhat shint helmet.\n\nStrange thing about his horse... It was most DEFINITELY a war horse, but she has no... Well, armour! Maybe he just doesn't know where to buy them... Or he has her because they go fast and far very well! \n\nAnyways, in his hand, he has his lance, in a sword belt, he has a pretty cool looking sword, and behind him, he probably has a Kaisa sitting behind him... Probably still holding onto him. Wonder what they talked about in their intermission? Ale looked pretty happy. Is it because he has a very very cool Vampire More than Friend... Or is it because he is about to see some wolves. But then he remembers! He ... Really likes wolves... But he suspects he has to kill them because they are E V I L!*\n\n\"Rather sad that I have to kill such good specimens of a creature... But whatever is the best for a village. It is, of course, your job to... Help people\""
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel strolls along the wall. He admires the work done to shape it, wondering who might've been the stonemason to work on it and what he used, before entering the village proper and heading to the meeting point. The quest was asking for help in scaring away a pack of wolves. It may be strange then that he would appear at the village with his own wolf in tow. The wolf itself was adorned with rope and blue feathers, forming a type of loose collar around it's neck. Hopefully it was enough of an indication that it was a tame wolf, *His* Wolf."
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Kaisa would be behind Ale on the horse. She would be dressed in full combat armor, her helmet covering her face and two large shoulder pods on her, well, shoulders. Under the helmet, she would smile, her arms wrapped around Ale, a small shield on one and an armblade on the other. A silver knife remained hidden on her waist.*"
},
{
"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"So true. Wolves are quite majestic creatures. So mysterious, their howl imbued with power as they reach for the full moon\""
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox would wearily look at the group around him' but came to the sad conclusion that this group was quite disappointing. There was a Macen of some sort with light armor who seemed decent enough. Then there was a Couple consisting of a Macen and an Undead, which Nox could not pin down from such a distance. Nox expected it to be a Wight or Vampire, as those had been running rampant in Salvania as of late. Nox paid little attention to it's partners, dismissing it with a cursory look. Nox hated when couples worked together, they always HAD to have some internal struggle between Duty and Love in the thick of battle.* \n\n*He would walk over to the Macen and say:* \"I'm Nox. Pleasure to be working with you.\""
},
{
"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*As he approached, it seemed clear that he was pretty well armed for... Not fighting wolves that might be faster than his horse. But no matter! He can always use his crossbow... Which is practically only good for firing one shot. 1500lbs isn't really possible to arm on a horse! \n\nAnyways, they entered the town, Ale approaching the group near the stone Walls... He didn't seem to know who he was working with today, nor did he care. He only really cared if they didn't... Y'know... Outright try to kill him* \n\n\"Did the bounty tell us who we are working with?\""
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel would look up at the elf and nods in greeting. \"Gabriel. Pleasure to meet you as well.\" He would bow to Nox with a hand over his heart. \"So I presume you're here for the wolves as well. And maybe those two over there would be joining us too, hm?\" The wolf at Gabriel's side would sit and look up at Nox, keeping an eye on him just in case.\n`Forgot to say, but Gabriel has one Spirit Wolf out so his Mana is currently at 125/125.`"
},
{
"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"I don't think so. These guys probably took the bounty as well. \"\n\n*She would watch the tall, dark robed figure with the large spear walk toward the macen, and introduce himself as Nox. Interesting how he disregarded them. The Macen introduced himself as Gabriel to the others as his wolf would sit. Interesting. Fighting wolves with wolves. She would get off of the horse, landing on the ground.*\n\n\"You would be correct. I assume you both are also helping with this.\""
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox would nod in return, and when he heard one of the couple speak from behind him, he would turn and nod at them as well. The Undead had spoken. Interesting.*\n\n\"Yes, we are here on the matter of the Wolf Infestation. We all seem to be ready; all we have to do is wait for the messenger to come direct us. In the meantime, what can you do?\""
},
{
"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"I'm a hunter. Run fast, slice fast. A small amount of fire magic. I work as a beast, monster, vampire hunter. I do this for a living. What about you two?\""
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox opened the mental notebook that he kept in his mind and kept track of the Armor she was wearing. He then wrote the words: \"Undead Undead Hunter\", underlined it, circles it, then closed the mental notebook and shove it into the depths of his brain.*\n\n\"I am a Mage.\""
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel would twirl his braid, feeling a little out of place between the hunters. \"I am an herbalist, though I do take bounties now and then. My boys,\" He gestured to his wolf, \"Usually handle the heavy work.\" He notices the man that arrived with this new lady and a look of recognition sparked in his face. It was the man that went looking for the Tear with him. Alek was his name, if he remembered correctly. \"Oh, hello again, Alek.\""
},
{
"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "\"Greetings friend. Seems like we meet yet again!\"\n\n*He said, giving the man a slight wave... With the hand that isn't holding a lance. Important detail that is. He felt more comfortable that he was around more people he worked with... He didn't know who this Nox person was, but he was pretty skeptical.* \n\n\"I'm an Archeologist and a Mage. Pleased to meet you and... Nice to meet you again...\" \n\n*Oh no... He forgot his name. He feels sad. He should have written his name down somewhere. Oh well*"
}
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{
"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"You've met this person before? Gabriel?\"\n\n*Granted, she had only been with him a week. He had probably gone on some other expedition with him or something. She wasn't sure about the Nox person. The dark robes, as well as a spear, while he was a mage? Not quite a full mage.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel nods. \"We've been on a quest together once before, solving puzzles in some underground ruin... There was one other, but yes I remember you. I see you've been well.\""
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox took a cursory look around and saw someone heading straight for the group, he assumed it was their contractor or some representative.*\n\n*Nox cleared his throat and said:* \"I assume we are done with pleasantries now, we should receive our instructions soon enough.\""
},
{
"author": "way8306",
"message": "After the adventurers have all gathered together, walking past the simple but sturdy buildings towards the the small village square, marked by a well-made well that too seemed to be made from the same techniques used in the stone wall, there comes an elderly macen with a slightly weathered face, though with quite upright gait for such an old man, whom one can easily presume to be the village elder, accompanied by a young kitsune in hunter's garb, longbow slung on back- quite interesting, but nothing too out of the ordinary, though he does seem quite competent with that long bow for the more observant.\n\nThe elderly macen doesn't waste time getting into the details as soon as it is confirmed that your lot are the adventurers hired. His details seem to mirror what was asked for in the request, but there are a few crucial details that were left out.\n\n\"There are 12 wolves in total, including the pack alpha- which seems to be a large winter wolf. There is something quite strange with it, as people have warned of unusual markings on its head that seems to separate it from the norm. It could just be a breed of winter wolf that is unknown, but no one can tell for sure.\"\n\nAfter that, you are given the location of the bridge. The directions are simple and will lead you to there quickly."
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Upon the elderly Macen's arrival, Gabriel repeats the bow he made towards Nox, though deeper to show respect to his elder. Especially one who seems to have quite a bit of experience under his belt. He listens intently to the elder's briefing.\n\n\"Unusual markings?\" It certainly sounds strange. First a rogue lone winter wolf, now a winter wolf with markings on it? Sounds like someome or something is influencing these wolves to Gabriel. He glances at his own wolf, deep in thought. \"... Alright, we'll get right on it. Thank you.\" He bows once more before turning away and starting to summon the rest of his wolf pack.\n\n`Gabriel will be summoning 3 more Spirit Wolves as they walk, putting him at 80/80 Mana.`"
},
{
"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"We should get going. Our plan should differ depending on the wolves' positions, but we try to push them out first. If that's not an option, we try to take out the leader first. If that's not possible, we start with the others.\"\n\n*Kaisa really didn't want to kill the wolves. She would much prefer to scare them away. However, these people needed the bridge, and she would kill them if needed. Hopefully Ale doesn't get hurt like he did with the vines*"
},
{
"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "\"I see. If they are really aggressive, there is no point of just scaring them out. No matter how much I would hate to say it, but I think it's a better idea to terminate them since they would just come back once we leave.\"\n\n*He really didn't want to kill them, but it might be the best to kill them in this case. But of course, the best idea is to try to scare them off. Doubt that would really work as they'd just come back*"
},
{
"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"We get paid for driving the Wolves away. Did you see the town back there? Not a particularly rich town in monetary terms. Think of how long and how many people chipped in to get rid of the pests. I don't see an alternative option rather than killing them. If we scare them away, they can easily come back. I don't know about you, but that doesn't seem like fulfilling the contract; It's cheating money.\"\n\n*In truth, Nox didn't think that way at all. Had this been a normal day, he would kill the biggest winter wolf, and flay it alive, then leave it's body on a stake to scare off the others. But today? He wanted Chaos and more than anything, he wanted the ground the color of blood. Better to persuade them to kill them so no one would stop him.*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Nox had a point, but Gabriel is also hesitant to kill the wolves if scaring them off would do the trick. He had a soft spot for the furry creatures after all. \"If scaring them doesn't work, I suppose there isn't much choice. Most wild wolves tend to avoid humans, though. Rather strange they'd be so close to a settlement to cause problems...\""
},
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox didn't like Gabriel's but for the sake of manipulation, kept his manner civil.*\n\n\"Animals would normally not attack an Elf unless in self-defense. We can test your theory out; Elves can talk with Animals, even some Supernatural ones. I'll try, but I will not hesitate to kill them if are corrupted like I think they are.\"\n\n*Nox knew that the wolves were post probably not corrupted, more likely Sick, starving, or injured. However, as a wise man told him once, Compassion is for the weak.*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel has no reason not to believe Nox. For all he knows, they have the same goal of completing the request. Not like he feels very strongly against killing the wolves, but if it can be avoided, then why not?\n\n\"That's fair. If we know why this pack is doing it, we'll know how to prevent it from happening again. At least inform the elder about it.\""
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "Kaisa: \"Who knows. Something is going on with them. This behavior is extremely erratic and unnatural. Either they're corrupted as you said, or there's something else doing this to them.\"\n\n*They should get going now. Don't want to waste time for it to get dark. Wolves hunted by fear, and the dark would only amplify that further.*\n\n\"We should get going now.\""
},
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "\"I agree, we should get a move on before nightfall\"\n\n*He said turning his horse right the fuck around and... Waiting for the group to start moving and shit*"
},
{
"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel is now surrounded by four wolves, each wearing a collar of red, green, blue, or white feathers. He nods in agreement and starts off in the direction of the bridge."
},
{
"author": "way8306",
"message": "The walk doesn't take long, and now you're here at the Wallstreet bridge. A flat wooden bridge 30 feet in span and 6 feet wide, it is the only bridge on this stream, which makes it quite understandable why people are getting nervous and annoyed about the canine presence. Hiding near a convenient piece of foliage, you are a mere 100 ft off from the bridge itself, which is currently occupied by... Goodness gracious, all 12 wolves, and among one of them is indeed, as was stated, a winter wolf as the pack alpha - strange shimmering blue markings on its forehead.\n\nThe wolves all look healthy and calm, without even seeming to be wary at all, which only adds to the oddity of them staying in such a location, when it's far from an ideal den for them."
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "Shit, I have a meeting"
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"We could rush them. It's more likely to scare them off, and if they don't, we're in position to fight. The other option is to stay back and fire from cover.\"\n\n*Kaisa would have done something else, but since they were in a group, she wanted to make sure everyone was on the same page. Otherwise they might end up accidentally stabbing each other. They had to take down the massive winter wolf, which was the most dangerous of the pack.*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"We could. We could also all aim for the winter wolf, take out the leader quickly and perhaps scare off the rest. Though, I thought Nox was to attempt a conversation with them first?\"\n\nGabriel glances quizzically at Nox. The elf did say he could talk to animals, and it was a trait all elves possessed. For Gabriel, finding out what caused the wolves to move out of their regular habitat and inhabit the bridge instead is a worthwhile endeavor. It might give insight on how to prevent such future occurences."
},
{
"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*He's just sit on his horse, rather plainly as he waited for a plan. He had his lance ready, practically ready to just charge the wolves. His horse definitely wasn't slow. She probably is one of the more... Well... Higher quality horses!*"
},
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*He motioned the others over to his position behind some shrubbery and trees that provided a vantage point to see the wolves from cover.* \"We have two choices: I can try to communicate to them and if everything fails, I will signal you to charge and attack the wolves. Option two: We Run and attack them all now. It all depends on whether or not you want to strike first and ask questions later\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"Frankly, I'm curious what drove them to occupy the bridge, but... If rushing them is the better option, I am not against it.\" He looks to his wolves, all crouched and ready to spring into action at a moment's notice. \"I don't have much in ranged attacks but I can maybe erect a barrier that separates their pack to buy us time?\" He offered."
},
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"I can have a distraction. Up to 10 projectiles. They're small, so it may not kill wolves or this size.\"\n\n*Kaisa could send a Flaming Barrage in there. It would drain her mana, but she could recover. She's most worried about Ale, because of his lesser armor, as well as he has a crossbow and not to good melee options. She turns to him.*\n\n\"You stay back, Ale. Just fire the crossbow, let it do it's work. Maybe some lightning magic as well. Just stay safe.\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"So we are attacking then, I assume.\" *He pointed at the Vampire and said:* \"Come with me, you will have a much better chance of hitting all of your shots up close. Gabriel, I think we need brute force if we are going to take them all at once. We can have one ranged, but it's not Ideal; you might shoot your own from this distance or around 100 feet.\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"If I can erect a barrier in the middle of the pack, it could prevent maybe half of the pack from joining the fight for a bit. It could give us time to finish off the winter wolf or some of the other wolves.\" \n\nGabriel peeked over the foliage at the wokf pack. He's trying to figure out the pack's formation, see if there's a way he can fire the ward for maximum effectiveness."
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"author": "way8306",
"message": "As Gabriel took a closer look, he would note that while most of the pack were either on ground near each side of the bridge or on the bridge itself, in a roughly even distribution with no less guarded side, the winter wolf was at the middle of the bridge, and by proxy in the middle of the pack, looking around with a sharp, astute gaze at all times; it was likely to immediately spot any obvious signs of alarm were the party not careful in their movements."
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel took note of the spread out pack and relayed the info to the others. \"The big guy can probably see us the moment we made a move and alert the rest of the pack, we should be careful.\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"I can try to communicate to them and if everything fails, I will signal you to charge and attack the wolves.\""
},
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "*Kaisa would nod to Nox. Ale should stay back. She got ready to charge, and nodded to Ale. She watched closely for the signal.*"
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox did not expect it to work, and just as he predicted and watched as the Wolves jerked up from their slumber, fur erect from agitation and laid their sharp, calculating canine eyes on him. Nox would immediately close his left had, which was the premeditated signal if negotiations were futile. Nox would take a small step back, sheathing his dagger and drawing out Iapetus behind his back. He then stood in his opening stance, with his spear pointing at the ground a feet to the right of him. To common folk, it would look like a stupid position as it left his entire body open to attack, but Nox knew his superior reflex and strength allowed him to launch into either a guard position or a series of blindingly fast attacks.*\n\n*He would stand his ground, waiting for either the wolves to attack or the rest of his group to reach his position; he was ready for whichever came first.*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "The moment Gabriel saw Nox's signal, he would release the hounds. His wolves would run towards Nox to give him back up while Gabriel fires a ball of compressed air towards the Winter Wolf. He's too far to do anything else at the moment, but he'd hoped to hit at least one of the wolves. He'll run towards Nox once he finishes casting the ball.\n\n`Gabriel cast Force Ball for 5 Mana. He has 75 Mana left, capped at 80.`"
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"Be careful. Stay back, stay safe.\"\n\n*She would then run so that she would be about 10 feet away from the wolves. She didn't want to miss any of her attacks, and the attack would drain her of mana anyway, so might as well be in melee range. She casts Flaming Barrage, and 10 fiery missiles soar towards the wolves, bright streaks of flame lighting up the night, one aimed for the winter wolf as well.*\n```75 mana used, 15 regained, 70 mana remaining.```"
},
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*With the supposed symbol to attack being given, Ale has loosed his first bolt at... Well, the wolf. Specifically, the winter wolf... Or at least attempted to. 1500lbs has a kick y'know! The bolt was loosed and traveling towards the wolf at this point. Very very strong indeed*"
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"author": "way8306",
"message": "The wolves rushed forth, making great ground in their irrational anger, but this charge was quickly met and countered by the barrage unleashed by the adventurers.\n\nThe 10 blazing bolts were not so easily dodged when the target was a large pack- 2 wolves leading the charge were slain on the spot as numerous bolts sunk through their hide, while 2 more received were struck on a limb, causing them to limp noticeably, quickly lagging behind in their charge.\n\nGrowling as a flaming bolt zipped past it, the winter wolf would dodge the force ball coming its way but in doing so, would fail to dodge the powerful bolt surging from Ale's direction. \n\nHad it hit the chest, that would have likely been the end, but instead, the winter wolf's calf of its left foreleg was pinned by the mighty shot. Staggering backwards in clear pain, the markings on its head glowed briefly before shockingly enough, the winter wolf glows blue; the hallmarks of Psionic Speed!\n\nAlthough winter wolves could breath out a cone of ice, such spells should have been out of their reach, yet it seems with those strange markings, such a feat was very much possible. That obviously led to a multitude of other questions, but in this situation, there wasn't much time for speculation. \n\nStraightening up as it suppressed the pain and damage of the heavy bolt through its powerful constitution, it shot forward with a bestial howl befitting the primal predator that was the winter wolf.\n\nThe now thoroughly enraged alpha along with the 7 wolves unaffected by the barrage close in, attempting to surround the party. The winter wolf glances at Kaisa briefly but only growls once before facing Nox with 3 other wolves, while the remaining 4 single out Kaisa. \n\nIt appears as if that earlier volley of fire was enough to lend some of winter wolf's personal attention towards her, not only with the aforementioned attack being the cause of the death of so many members of the pack but a proficient user of fire magic simply was something which all winter wolves had a natural aversion to. \n\nHowever, it also seemed to recognise the threat that her set of plate mail seemed to pose against simple tooth and claw despite its personal strength, thus turning its attention to Nox first, possibly hoping to overwhelm the robed man first before anything else.\n\nThe regular wolves surrounding Nox immediately lunge at him, specifically targeting limbs like the legs before the winter wolf lunges itself, attempting to barrel him over, while those surrounding Kaisa hold back on attacking, instead electing to observe her next actions with wariness, perhaps due to the contents of the growl given by the winter wolf.\n\n```Winter Wolf casts... Wait a moment, Psionic Speed?! 85/100 3 turns left.```"
},
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox thrust his weapon forward at one of the wolves yapping at his feet and quickly pulls back, and takes several steps backwards while channeling his willpower into the runes on Iapetus, which started to come to life and dance across the blade of his spear. He then takes aim at the small patch of ground between him and the 3 wolves (1 of which may be dead) and fires the runes up, then uses the remainder of the duration of the spell to blast at the winter wolf.*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Seeing as he's still a ways off from Nox, Gabriel settled with sending yet another ball of compressed air at the winter wolf. He directs all four of his wolves towards helping Nox, reasoning that the other two has got each others backs therefore his role should be to support the elf. Not to mention the alpha seems to be trying to take him down. Gabriel keeps running towards Nox,hoping to close the distance soon."
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Kaisa fires two more Flaming Barrages at the wolf directly in front of her, aiming for around its shoulders so that dodging to either side will result in a hit. She rushes forward, holding her shield close and stabs at the wolf with a flaming blade. She trusts that Ale can take care of the one behind her, and she'll take care of the others.*\n```15 mana spent, 45/130 mana remaining```"
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*Assuming Ale was pretty much safe from the attack, Ale loaded up again and well... Will fire soon! That is, assuming that he was as far as I think he is. If he wasn't, well, he's already had is lance in the ground so he can skewer some Wolf if they charged him. Strangely enough, he was quite proficient with his Crossbow! The device helped a lot! \n\nHe aimed for the one that seemed to be the biggest threat! He fired at the one behind Kaisa, assuming she hasn't noticed or she was expecting him to attack it.*"
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"author": "way8306",
"message": "While the wolves held the numerical advantage, they simply weren't fast enough to keep up with Nox. Thus as he thrust the target quickly fell dead. With enough time to carry out a follow-up, the surge of fire from the rune inlaid on his spear make short work of the two remaining wolves who are caught off guard by the turn of events, causing just a split second's worth of inattention that causes one to be engulfed by the flames, the other only barely making it out of the way.\n\nThe winter wolf managed to alter its course and dodge to the side, having been given enough time to anticipate the oncoming blast, though its eyes were clearly wide in surprise as well. Letting out a low growl as its eyes turned a fierce and cold white literally and figuratively, It's maw opened, cone of ice shooting forth from it and straight towards Nox, though immediately after that a ball of compressed air struck it in the snout, forcefully craning its head back- while the cone of ice was already on it's way, it would serve to disorient and leave the winter wolf open to attack.\n\nAt that moment, Gabriel's 4 wolves also reached Nox, lunging for and quickly tearing apart the remaining normal wolf, whose eyes widened in shock and even indignance before the light faded from its eyes.\n\nMeanwhile, with the wolves surrounding Kaisa having been on alert beforehand, when the familiar flaming darts shot from her hand, the wolf targeted managed to dodge by leaping back, though narrowly.\n\nHowever, that only serves to leave it vulnerable to Kaisa's follow up and her speed allowed her to run it through with ease, though the wolf continued to cling to life and attempted to swipe at Kaisa, albeit futilely. At the same time, the other wolves at the side attack, seeking to seize advantage through flanking her.\n\nAs the wolf at her back makes its move, one that would have otherwise been potentially dangerous, it is interrupted by another deadly shot from Ale, which impales its back and knocks it down. Shortly thereafter, it loses its last breath."
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox turns and sees the cone of ice blasting towards him and instantly raised his spear like one would raise a sword to parry a blow, and immediately lunge to the left. He knew he could take a hit, but preferred not to. Then it hit Nox why the wolf had not responded to him: These evil creatures served as guards and hunting companions to Yetis, putting the wolves' deadly breath weapon to use against their foes. The could speak common well, but they spoke the language of Yeti's much better*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "With the winter wolf open to attacks, Gabriel would redirect all of his wolves to try and tackle it. The winter wolf is bigger than regular wolves, but Gabriel hoped the weight of 4 adult grey wolves would at least be enough to throw it off balance. \n\nHe would send another ball of air, though this time aimed at the wolf's leg joint. It is quite a small target, so Gabriel wouldn't be surprised if it didn't hit. He just hoped it would help his wolves knock the enemy prone.\n\n`Gabriel sent out another Force Ball for 5 Mana and regenerated 5, leaving him with 70 Mana left.`"
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Kaisa rips her blade out of the wolf's body, leaving a charred stab wound, the area blackened by the fiery magic of the sword. She then launches a one two at the wolf to her right, one a punch with her left shield, and the other a downward diagonal slash from the right side. Ale should be able to cover the other one again.*\n```15 mana regained, 60/130 mana remaining```"
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*Seeing one more behind Kaisa, he'd... Well, spend a bit to quickly load the crossbow... He'd then aim at the wolf behind Kaisa. Everyone else seemed to be fine and dandy. Nox doing pretty good... Gab with all his wolves -how ironic-. And... The Kaisa Ale duo! \n\nHe shot the arrow, trying to air around the lungs! Wolves need their lungs! Anywhere should be good too! But... Lungs are pretty good*"
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"author": "way8306",
"message": "The cone of ice shoots past Nox, hitting him with nothing but a chilly breeze. As the wolves attempt to tackle the Winter Wolf, it merely growls before shifting backwards to dodge their collective lunges and even the spell shot by Gabriel, even taking the opportunity to slap one out of the air and onto the ground hard enough to break a limb, before continuing to back off, knowing that it wouldn't be able to fight against the combined attacks of the party if it just attacked nilly willy.\n\nOn the other side, Kaisa crumpled the wolf with the first the punch alone, the second attack merely serving to finish it off in a bloody manner, while the other wolf quickly realised something wasn't right when it noticed the sudden death of its other comrade from nowhere- this vital intel would do little in stopping the unstoppable force of a bolt fired from a crossbow with a massive draw-weight of 1500lb from eviscerating its spleen, unfortunately. Quite far from the lungs, but similarly fatal as the ceasing of motion from the struck wolf told."
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox had heard stories about the hide of the Winter wolves and thier appernt hardness. If his memory served him correctly, the wolves thick hide prevented it for being speared easily, and it's weak point was it's belly area. To test the theory out, he unsheathed one of his daggers and threw it at the wolves center of mass, expecting it to glance off.*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "The swatted wolf would whine and run back towards Gabriel, who would start healing it once in reach. The remaining three wolves would be positioned between Nox and the winter wolf. They would be ready to intercept attempts at an attack, but otherwise they will wait. Gabriel is also watching to see what the winter wolf does next.\n\n`Gabriel cast Healing touch for 5 Mana (moderate wound). 65 out of 80 Mana remaining.`"
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"Get down!\"\n\n*Kaisa would run towards the winter wolf and jump over Gabriel's wolves, who would hopefully duck down so she wouldn't hit her legs on them. She uses the rest of her mana reserves and fires a Flaming Barrage at the winter wolf, with 8 fiery missiles hurtling towards it.*\n```60 mana spent, 0/100 mana remaining```"
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*Seeing that everyone was too close for comfort to fire a good shot, he just loaded his crossbow again. He'll just wait until he got a good shot until he would fire. He didn't have a good view to shoot the wolf reliably!*"
},
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"author": "way8306",
"message": "Dodging out of the way of the dagger, before it could respond it was pelted by the barrage of 8 darts thrown by Kaisa. At this range, with Kaisa being faster than he there was simply no way the winter wolf could dodge all of them. 4 flaming darts sink into it's side, causing it to howl in pain.\n\nJust because the barrage was so powerful, it didn't mean it was ready to be taken out of the fight however, even knowing that it might not survive. Gritting it's teeth, as wisps of cold air churned out from the sides of it's maw, it opened up and released another blast of freezing air, leaping towards her at the same time- ready to make her pay, donning plate armour or not."
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Kaisa remembered something her parents told her. Look carefully, and your prey will show you how to kill it. Time slowed for her, as the wolf's maw opened and glowed bright white, she saw an opening. Her blade glows brightly, with an orange flame, as she yells and stabs it straight into its open maw. She's ending this fight, here and now.*\n```15 mana regained, 15/130 mana remaining.```"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "The moment the wolf starts to leap, Gabriel commanded his three wolves still up front greet it with a leap of their own. He hopes to keep the wolf from knocking Kaisa over, or at least lessen the impact of the large mass."
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"message": "*Shink!*\nThe wolf was quick, but Kaisa was quicker.\nFire and cold clashed, creating a sharp sound from the sheer difference in temperatures, but while Kaisa was merely frozen over, the wolf immediately ceased existence, the sword impaling its head.\n\nAny residue momentum from this last renitence of the wolf has halted by the counter-lunge from Gabriel's three wolves, allowing Kaisa to remove her blade from the wolf's head with a wet squish.\n\nThe body lies on the ground, rapidly cooling off due to the cold winter air- when suddenly the markings on its head crackle like breaking glass before shattering into shards of light, which are quickly swept up by the wind, vanishing.\n\nThere are still the two wolves that Kaisa shot earlier, but the moment the winter wolf died they ceased all attempts to join the battle, instead, as if a spell was broken over them, they attempted to escape, whimpering in fear.\n\nIn any case, the bridge is now clear, though someone will have to clean up the corpses before they attract even more unwanted attention to it. Well, that wasn't their job.\n\n**Quest complete!**"
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "*The job was done. Though it the way she wanted. Realizing that they could have ended the fight immediately, she's sort of disappointed. This could have ended without so much unnecessary killing. Alas, someone will have to clean it up. Not her, hopefully. She can barely move her frozen arm, and she shivers as the icy magic takes effect, frost coating her like icing on a cake. She turns to Ale.*\n\"Ale... Could you bring your pl-plaid here? It's c-cold.\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel slowly walks up closer to the bridge. His four wolves regroup and start clearing the bridge of wolf carcasses, piling them to the side where they won't impede travelers. It would be a slow task for the four of them, but they can at least start it. Gabriel eyes the winter wolf's body with interest, though he doesn't exactly have the means to drag it back home with him. That is unless he can have his wolves drag it back like sled dogs drag a sled. For the time being, he turns to his comrades.\n\n\"Are any of you hurt? I can heal you if you'd like.\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "*Nox retrieved his dagger, then moved over to where the Winter Wolf Lay dead, and stood silently, pondering what to do with it. He wanted to Skin it, as well as dissect the brain for some possible clues as to how the wolf was able to control the others. He could probably carry the Wolf back, but he preferred not to. That would mean skinning it here, which would take too long. In the end, he settled for dragging it back. He went and Grabbed hold of the wolf's left hind leg and started to drag*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Well then, looks like someone else had the same idea he did. Gabriel approaches Nox, all four wolves in tow, and tapped his shoulder lightly. \"Need a hand? And maybe... Four wolves?\" He grins. \"You seem the scholarly type. Are you also interested in perhaps... Learning more about how that big lump of fur worked?\" Gabriel wasn't sure exactly what Nox aims to achieve, but he has his own agenda. If he could study the insides of that wolf, he could draw inspiration from it to strengthen his own pack. Not that they're bad as they are, of course."
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"Well, I would need a wagon to bring this back to town.\" Nox remarked Wryly.\n\n*Nox thought it would definitely be a good deal if someone did the work for him.*\n\n\"As of now, I am more interested in the Hide of the beast. I would certainly like to know, but I am not very adept at Bio Alchemy as I hoped I would be. I planned to show it to a certain acquaintance so I could glean some knowledge, but it seems you have just saved me a trip.\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"That we do, but there doesn't seem to be one nearby. At least with our help, it'd go faster.\" The wolves and Gabriel went to each grab one of the winter wolf's limbs. They start dragging it in the same direction Nox was originally dragging it to. \"I'm not exactly a professional bioalchemist either, as I have introduced myself as an herbalist. A little bounty hunting on the side. But, knowing how the body works is important to me. Especially the body of a rarer beast.\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"Well, Once we get back to the town, I can Flay the Wolf, and you can have the rest of the body for\" *Nox paused as if thinking for the word* \"Erm... Research Purposes.\"\n\n\"I also recommend removing the brain of the Wolf before it is decomposed or it's structural integrity is ruined. The acquaintance of mine used that method when we were once hunting a humanoid with horns of a deer.\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"Mmm sure thing. A dead brain doesn't do much for me.\" Gabriel was more interested in the winter wolf's physiology after all, seeing how it differed from a regular wolf. Though if the elf wanted the skin then... Gabriel may need to find a large cloth or something to cover up the skinless wolf. Well, he'll see to it once they actually arrive.\n\n\"A humanoid with horns of a deer?\" The only humanoid Gabriel can think of that has that would have to be... \"So was it a beastkin or an oni? Or something else?\""
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*Ale hopped onto his horse, riding towards the group. He had a few... Desires honestly! One of which were-*\n\n\"First question, can I claim the other... Wolves? I'd like their pelts! And second question, can I... Claim their blood?\"\n\n*He asked, pointing at... The wolves he either killed or incapacitated with his crossbow... He wants those you see?* \n\n\"Please~!\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"The name escapes me, it happened around two decades ago. It had a disfigured face of a human and massive horns right above the ears. The only thing I remember is sawing the horns off so we could crack the skull open to get the brains.\" *Nox knew the name of the exact beast, but decided not to reveal it, as information to this world was as good as gold; many would pay gold to know that something regarded as legend was still out there.*\n\n*Nox considered ignoring the strange figure, but after a pause, he said to Gabriel:* \"I don't need any of those, so you can sort it out with the peculiar Macen.\""
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "\"That's quite a long time ago.\" Gabriel understands Nox not remembering, it did happen a long time ago. He had no reason to suspect otherwise. Gabriel was more surprised about the fact that Nox was alive two decades ago, forgetting for but a moment how long of a lifespan elves has.\n\nAlek's interruption brought Gabriel's attention away from the previous discussion as he looks over the pile of regular wolf bodies. He nods, \"You can have them. I don't really need them.\""
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*He cheered very... Silently and happily, nearly startling the horse and... Nearly fell off! He could have been dragged around while the horse was running around. \n\nHe looked at Kaisa with a grin, giving her a thumbs up as he... Dismounted and walked towards the corpses, as to which he took some rope and... Tied them to his horse. Kaisa was sitting in front... Right? Meh he... Didn't really see what'd be wrong with her sitting on some wolves. They were extra padding!*\n\n\"Much thanks. I can use these for... Future uses!\""
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"author": "arxmereel",
"message": "\"Indeed it was; Although I wonder what he is going to do with those\" *Nox said in a hush tone, for he did not want Aledhighdeafstoopid to hear* \"I guess they can be made into foul smelling cloaks and mittens but who needs those when winter has gone?\""
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*On a completely unrelated note, Ale looked at Kaisa as... Well, he heard her pleas for his plaid, taking out... A very large roll of really pretty cloth, covering Kaisa in it... He really didn't notice it until she mentioned it. Woops! \n\nHow is Ale going to warm up Kaisa... They can't drink or they die, in a figurative sense... Hmmm fire!* \n\n\"Sorry sorry! I didn't notice!!!\""
},
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "*She quickly reaches for the plaid, and wraps it around herself, using it like a very large cloak. She unsummons her armor, as it's actually freezing her right now. She jumps on top of the horse, making sure that she presses herself close to Ale, snuggling against him. He's warm!*"
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*He blushed, looking away. Definitely the right place for this. They should find another place... To well, warm up! Maybe another forest... Or maybe an inn?*\n\n\"Hey Hey Kaisa, not the right place. There's people here\" \n\n*He said, tapping her on the shoulder. If anything, he was quite shy around other people when it came to this stuff... Maybe this is why he likes going out at night!*"
},
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"But I'm cold...\"\n*Her face is slightly pouty now. She wanted to be close with him. He was right though, they could always do it later. She changes her position so that she's not pressed up against him.*"
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "\"We can fix that after we find a place to rest.\"\n\n*He said, pointing at the horse. It had enough space for... Ale and Kaisa. She had plenty space to cuddle!* \n\n\"Plus, you can cuddle all you want while we claim our rewards\""
},
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"author": "Kaisa",
"message": "\"Hmmmm. Alright.\"\n\n *She leans in closer, and whispers in his ear.*\n\n \"We can do a lot later\" \n\n *She giggles and lets him go do what he wants with the wolves. She's feeling very, very happy right now.*"
},
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"author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh",
"message": "*He... Nodded. He didn't know what she meant, but He didn't care either way! What can she do to Ale that Ale- wait... Drink his blood... Kill him... Stab him... Turn him into a vampie.\n\nNow he is scared. Kaisa might want revenge. Terrified*"
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"author": "cartilynvega",
"message": "Gabriel isn't sure why they were whispering, but well they are now. \"It can still be kept for next winter, and he pronably thought it'd be a shame to just leave them there. Or maybe he wants to turn it to leather.\" He keeps dragging the body of the wolf across the snow with the help of his wolves and Nox."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "*There was a house built on the way through a steady trail towards the top of the mountain. It looks as if it was going to rain... Or at least snow, the winds were howling aggressively as they made the treck. A good question would be, just who was this woman? What kind of grandmother lives on the dark side of the mountain, where it is still mostly dry with a lack of forest? \n\nThe house itself was just a small shack made of wood. It had a water well, a fire pit, and well... Some fortifications. It seems she had her fair share of raids! Of couse she would, this place was a pretty popular route to the mines of unknown materials. \n\nIt was currently dark, but it was lit by some torches as a woman, most likely the old woman, hacking up some firewood and a pigs! She needs her food of course! Approach the woman to interact!*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Upon the winding path toward a monument of a womans' traveled life a mere form someone who didn't stand very tall pressed his grimy bare toes against the worn road, a disheveled white poncho draped over the youths sunset. For you see a dim light seemed to pour from this particular boys' body a curious glow as orange as the sun cresting over the hilltops' it was enough to ward shadows of fear which clung toward this adrift soul freed from his homeland. Left to wander through a realm which felt so familiar yet unfamiliar toward this youth whose white tufts of fluffy hair cascaded down his chest in a thick ponytail its length braced by rustic silver jewelry. Fithoras' gauze wrapped fingers' cradled a peculiar note he had found tucked within what remained of his faded yellow robes', it depicted a script that of an elders final wish before they departed into Gaias final embrace a wish this nomadic boy couldn't deny. For it tickled his sense of wanderlust to know what hid beneath the very soil he tread and he as well couldn't help but wish he may encounter a hint of where his dearest brother had departed.\n\nAn energetic boy Fithora practically bounced along some of the stones which lined the outer encampment whilst clutching his crumpled letter, pretending that if he mistepped he would fall down an endless chasm he hadn't come here with anyone in tow being so detached from society he could resonate with this elders'\n\nFeelings of loneliness. Whilst he playfully tarried along Fithoras' bare heel would slip sailing through the air till he landed upon his rump with a rather sharp \"Yip!\" Breaking through his lips, he had fallen into the supposed chasm his game was long since over grumbling to himself. \"O dreary bitter kiss hath been bestowed upon mine flesh... I shall fall here near endless into thee bleak black chasm!\" He threw his hands up into the air playing along with no one near, only his dull grey pupils were pulled by a distant hovel the cabin he was meant to seek? Fithora had asked a few merchants and travelers for the elders hut, it was enough for him to feel the pull of adventure he would stumble upon his two feet practically scampering toward his 'grannys' behest. His heart alight with hope that this would turn out far better than before, oh the childish fool he neglected to even think he may startle her let alone she may still notice his peculiar appearance not to mention the overwhelming stench of tree sap upon his faded garments.\n\n \"O' dearest granny! I hath come toward thine behest... To plunder twitch may lay within thee deepest chasms! We shall plunder and seek what boon dearest Gaia hides for our eyes to bestow, it shall ever be so exciting we may chance upon a haunting shade twiddling beneath thee darkest of chasms!\" His voice bubbled with enthusiasm practically playing along with her supposed tittle or perhaps he simply yearned to call someone a familiar tittle from the carefree days he once knew. A voice which carried the energy of a young soul he sounded like a child, yet it carried a curious ethereal quality as if his voice was conjured from somewhere else entirely. He was so caught up within his excitement he barely noticed the woman his hood falling from his shoulders as a fat ponytail trailed down his 4' 7\" Body flopping behind his feet an excitable sort to be certain."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Yakaiyo's tired. It's hard for her to catch sleep, and even when she does, she's plagued with dreams, no, nightmares. The wight striking down her children in front of her, then their corpses rising up to face her, the mob of elves storming her house, running away while Hakaze sacrifices himself for her, and she wakes up in a cold sweat, her face wet with tears.*\n\n*Traversing the mountain was hard. Her bare feet scraped against the stones and cut against the blades of grass and leaves, wild animals eyeing easy prey, the cold night air piercing through her tattered robes.*\n\n*She sees the fire in the home. Hopefully there's something good there. She continues to walk towards the light before seeing another figure.*\n\n\"You're here because of the letter as well?\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "\"Mmm?\"\n\n*The tall figure would turn to face her, speaking in an impossibly low voice as if talking though a tuba that seemed to come from no particular part of his body. The figure was covered is a plain brown cloak with a hood that only parted enough to reveal a Sallet helmet underneath. He walked along with the clink of metal armour underneath his robe. There was a pause as the figure processed the words.*\n\n\"Yes\"\n\n*The words were very deliberate as if each letter was thought through carefully*\n\n\"Did it send you here too?\""
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "*The woman looked up at the new comer. Ah yes, excited young fellow! She dropped the axe, standing up as straight as possible with an audible crack. All those years have been seeping into her bones it seemed. A closer inspection of her features reveal that... She indeed looked extremely young! She looks so fragile, as if just a simple gust of wind could render her into fine sand. Her hair was a rich white colour, though it was starting to look translucent. It seems that she was covering it with an ancient, poorly fitting knitted cap. Poor Granny, she probably has only seen bandits and the such. \n\nShe gave the young boy such a pure, loveable smile as she extended her hands for a hug. It's as if she already wants to adopt him! But it wasn't really a hug, it was a sign of greetings! He could hug her if he wanted. If he did, it'd feel like every generic grandma's hug! Soft wool sweater... Shaky hands... Feels so fragile... But her previous activity could contradict that. Cutting firewood was a labour intensive job! Seems like she was preparing torches for the group* \n\n\"My child! Are you here to fulfill an old woman's final wishes?\"\n\n*She asked, her voice weak and rough from the years. She sounded excited anyways, and her voice showed it! She enjoyed dungeon stuff in her old age... She'll definitely enjoy this.* \n\n\"Come here my child, give me a hug, I beg of thee. I haven't felt one in centuries!\" \n\n*Centuries? Just how old was this lady? She didn't look over 100! Honestly... She doesn't know if this is a complement or not... She still welcomed talking! She definitely has lost some energy from her good ol days, but she still had some!*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "A peculiar boy with swathing lengths of white snowy hair tumbled alongst the path, stumbling upon his feet like a newborn Fithora lacked grace within his movements instead they appeared reckless he practically glowed with energy. Upon his gentle features he had a rather small button nose with a gaunt rather sickly looking frame a smile beamed across his features inviting a smidge warm and yet a hint of sorrow, he expected her to screech perhaps even throw a broom at his head screaming at the top of her lungs as she dismissed him as some wretched abomination. Instead her face brought a boon a look which he could nearly see his mother beneath that inviting smile eager to reunite with her favorite child his heart ached for nothing more than what she offered a simple gesture many had refuted to gift the youth within ancient fading rags. Though this realm wasn't so pure it seemed to consume those with such a warm heart bringing doubt to rear its ugly head into Fithoras' vision making him wonder if her embrace was as earnest as it appeared or if she would follow the will of Gaia and simply send him back toward the earth where he was meant to be.\n\nThough it may be potent Fithoras' reckless attitude won over he carelessly rushed into her wrapping his lukewarm body against hers', his frame practically absorbed what heat she had he felt cold as stiff as a stone as he nestled his nose into her shoulder. A slight orange trickle slipped down his cheek holding upon her a smidge too tight as if he had been robbed of the feeling for far too long. Basking within her presence for a while her senses if clogged up in the slightest would be cleared by a pungent stench of pine sap emitting from the youths body, he would peak those dull greys up toward\n\nHer backing away a little with a bashful look upon his features some tears still rolled down his cheeks. Yet instead of addressing how he felt Fithora seemed reluctant to face them instead far more interested within their journey ahead, he fumbled with the scrap of paper he held within his stubby fingers \"Aye thee earthen mother doth brought thine missive of uttermost importance toward mine eyes to bear... A whee bit curious how thee lone scrap scuttled into mine robes', but Gaia doth will through thee very trees which whisper I shant tarry from her call. To take thine hand before... Your final journey below thee earthen realm we shall bask within her boon upon this day and find a most curious place to explore.\" He hesitated for a bit his body seemed to jump up and down filled with anxious energy as his head turned to and froe curious where their journey would take place."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"It did.\"\n\n*She shivers, the piercing cold getting to her. She sees a figure hugging what seems to be an old woman, who seems surprisingly strong, chopping wood. Hopefully there'll be a fire. She approaches the two, cautiously.*\n\n\"You are the one that sent the letter?\"\n\n*Looking at her, Yakaiyo doesn't look like much. Tattered blue robes, barefoot, thin, bags under her eyes. Her hair isn't as clean as it once was, and her eyes may have once been bright with emotion, and appear to be somewhat pleading. She's holding an extremely ornate bow in her right hand, with an arrow nocked in it, but not drawn back.*\n\n\"I-I'm here.\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Following behind the large cloaked figure appeared a spear in a gloved hand with two more and a shield strapped to his back. He walked rather awkwardly as if he wasn't used to it*\n\n\"Hello\"\n\"I'm called Ariavata Traveller, you please call me Aria\"\n\n*Much like he walked he talked rather awkwardly and slowly, suggesting he is new to the language. This was compounded by his strange almost sourceless deep voice that almost resembled a vibrating noise rather than someone talking.*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "She released the boy, with a pat. She was gentle, much like a caring parent to her child. Or a grandma to her grandchildren. She has experience, no doubt, but if they are alive... That would be the biggest question she suspects. She hasn't seen her son or grandchildren for over two centuries! Her husband has sadly died a century ago... Sad\n\n\"You need not to hide your emotions to me child. You have seen a lot, definitely. But it seems like your future comrades have arrived\"\n\n*She said, turning towards the group with a wave, as if making the attempt to entice them to approach. Like earlier, she still looked pretty much the same. That good old generic lady that they could probably always approach for more help and talking!\n\nThe boy could take a look around to see what was happening. There was a beautiful cane laying on a tree trunk, most likely the old woman's! It was stunning... Even in just the light of the torch, it shined like pure gold shined by the best artisan of the land!"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "As careless as a stumbling drunkard the peculiar boys' body had strung along this path without the faintest ideal that others would be accompanying him upon this journey. For a moment he still tried to cling toward her with the one hand still around her back beyond the mere pleasure of finally feeling anothers warmth, a feeling which Fithora long since thought he would never know again her sheer temperature filled his cold empty body with life staving him from freezing within the chilled starlit twilight. Yet as all splendid things do they begun to depart he would see her slip from his grasp, as a careful hand brushed into the plush white garden of hair his shoulders twitched a little as he blinked his gaze faltering as she mentioned how she could see a slip into this wandering mongrels life.\n\nHe would at last lift one of his gauzed forearms toward his cheek rubbing away the orange involuntary streaks which had begun to pour, he mumbled. \"F-faex... It slipped without mine will, t'was nothing truly this day tis about thee places we shall seek. T'was just a passing dusty ol' moth got a smidge within mine eyes' naught more.\" Faex was an ancient curse one which slipped as his tears once did, barely grasping upon a reason that wasn't the truth to try and shy away from which he truly felt, upon this day he only wished for what adventure awaited them hoping to shirk away these last few passing moons' and free himself from the burden of sorrow. There was someone here which accepted him without a single question upon what he had become it was comforting for the boy to feel like just any ordinary child. Fithoras' noggin would bounce toward the curious cane which beckoned him then toward the strangers\n\nWhich caused him to jump the boy practically scampered away toward where the cane was hiding behind the trunks body, his face wracked with worry over those which he knew often showed him scorn merely for his rather particular situation. Uncertain if he could trust these particular travelers due toward recent expereinces he had within Salvainia. \"O-o' fore a moment... I thought I t'was sent upon thee winding path hitherto upon mine lonesome. G-g'day... I...\" Where once was a comfortable energetic boy seemed to melt away he seemed a bit scared of them as if he thought they would harm him, it was what he had come to expect since the day he set foot upon Gaias' realm once more. His eyes flickered toward them then toward the gilded cane it was clear he was rather interested by the old thing as he chocked his name out attempting to follow his mothers lessons. \"E-erm Fithora.\""
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"I'm Yakaiyo. Nice to meet you, Aria. Fithora.\"\n\n*It's quite obvious that she's cold, shivering greatly while doing so, but she tries her best to place a smile on her face. It's not these people's jobs to feel sorry for her. So might as well not show it. Inside, grief is filled up inside her, but she does her best to not let it spill out.*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Aria raised his left hand, also gloved, through the cloak revealing his layers of armour underneath and waved awkwardly. He tilted his masked head at Fithora, seemingly confused about the small boy's speech as his unusual way of speaking was making it difficult for Aria to translate.*\n\n\"Hello.\"\n\"Good .. Meeting you Yaka-iyo and ... Fith-or-a\"\n\n*He replied uncertainty after a pause. He would not recognize the shivering of Yakaiyo as a sign of her being cold as slime biology was much different and he still had little experience with fleshy people.*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"So! Pardon my inability to make loud noises, but I suspect you all are tired and weary from the travel. Please, follow me inside... I can only carry so many logs, would a strong person like to assist me\"\n\nShe asked, weakly bending down to pick up the logs and walking stick as she... Slowly makes her way back go the house. She walked slowly... Most likely because of her age... And well... Becaus of how shaky she was! \n\nInside the house was a... Massive blast of warm air, the inside being warmed up by a nice fire! There was a table already set up for 3 people, having already prepared a meal. It was... Some left over pig stew! Well... Rather, hog stew. She didn't have a farm. \n\nSeems like this was going to be a good moment for them to talk and learn about what they are just about to do!\n\n\"Ah yes... Warmth\""
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Yakaiyo would sling her bow over her shoulder, and be able to pick up... One log. It looks like she's struggling to carry it, and shivering while doing so. As she entered the house, she sighed in relief as warm air flowed over her, relieving her of the bitter cold. She smelled food, good food. Emiko's cheese was good, but there was only so much you could take.*\n\"Th-thank you.\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Having put his spear up against the wall of the house Aria sighed as he placed down a bundle of wood and saw the food. Or made an approximation of a sigh, more of an irritated buzzing vibration. He continued to make several more buzzes of different tones, which you could gather was him talking to himself in his native language.*\n\n\"I sorry. I look ... Weird to most\"\n\n*Taking off his helmet and pulling his semi-translucent green head would allow the light behind him to be seen through him. His face seemed to lack any features other than a ridge down the middle that bulged out slightly in the imitation of a nose.*\n\n\"I ... Don't ....Eat like you either\"\n\n*He said while pointing at his lack of a mouth and standing up. He seemed to be struggling with his words more than usual, seemingly very anxious about their reaction. You would also be able to see his whole head vibrate as he spoke now explaining his almost sourceless voice.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "The cautious child remained behind the trunk barely peaking out his dull greys upon his supposed companions glancing over their collective features. Fithoras' eyes wandered toward the woman whose head had a fine sheet of black hair upon her scalp pinning his pupiless iris's into hers, there was something which wrapped around his heart vines pressing down into its' soft flesh there was something she hid from them. A sense of sorrow beneath that false mask she plastered across her features, for such a sensitive boy it was enough for his paranoid feelings to begin and lean away. Fithora disliked seeing another suffer and wished for nothing more than to bring a light into their life as he once did for his own mother, but here he would hesitate fearful they may yet discover what he was beath clothing which he hid beneath just like the booming shrouded stranger whose features he couldn't quite catch a glimpse of.\n\nAs though a fickle feline Fithora hesitated at first coming from where he once hid, it encouraged him to move forward since it felt as though they weren't staring at him nor did it seem anyone quite questioned what features were upon display. That was right he had covered most of his rather appalling wounds beneath these wraps following the wisdom of an azure wolf he had met. His head would bounce toward their elder whom fished him from his own thoughts, he would press a lump down his throat attempting to speak clearer than the rest. \"Art you certain if thine lifts ever too much you may snap like thee brittlest twig Granny... Surely the thralls we hath enlisted toward our venture shall naught simply graze like thee sheep. We shall earn thine boon by naught wasting a single leaf of Gaias' blessed o-oaks...\" He practically threw in his other companions aid without so much asking them for\n\nTheir approval, he knew he wasn't very strong even his mother begun at one point to insist he wouldn't strain himself, but he was ripe and filled with energy the boy would lift Grannys cane stumbling from where he once hid. Till he reach the lumber pile hefting one of the logs with the cane in tow, lifting the thing nearly caused him to topple over for which he grasped was a rather thick hunk of lumber. Except once it was within his little nubby fingers he couldn't help but notice it felt lighter than he recounted, yet it still hurt his back and was practically the size of his chest.\n\nFithora stumbled along one foot after the other he would follow them into the hovel, teetering upon the edge of falling over once he finally entered his eyes would catch something that surprised him. The log would thud against the wooden floor as he let out a gasp, witnessing the curiously green features set before him it was no orc that was certain something else entirely. It reminded him of a tired old fable he could recall one of the few they could afford, his voice would pipe up with enthusiasm rather than outright fear. \"By thee forests! Thine face tis absent yet you still sing the voice of the living... T-tis like the fables of green puddles twitch ooze and devour all that dare to wander into the oozing bodies!\" He exaggerated by throwing out his hands going a little too far by wandering right up toward him trying to get a closer look upon the curious creature, at least he wouldn't have to fear being different from the rest here any longer."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "The woman was getting far too old for this. She smiled as the boy exclaimed at just about everything small. Such a ball of energy! Who could hate someone like this? Not her, she was quite happy to have people like this in her group.\n\nBut she sat down on a chair, inviting the group to the table. Even if they couldn't eat, it was still a good feeling to have a sit with an elder. Yes? \n\n\"That is fine, then there'll be plenty more food for someone else! But please, you three, join me. We can further discuss what we are going to do... And what the situation looks like there\"\n\nHonestly... The woman didn't understand what the boy was saying, but she gave him a nod. 'seems innocent enough,' she thought. Now we can properly progress forward to the quest!"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Setting down the log, Yakaiyo would quickly walk to the table, and immediately start to eat if there was food in front of her. It's obvious that she's hungry, the smell of the stew tempting her. She smiles when talking, though if one paid attention, could see it was strained.*\n\n\"Thank you for the hospitality. What would you like us to do?\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Walking towards the table Aria seemed to be relieved about the relatively small reaction to his looks. Sitting at the table he would take off his gloves off revealing hands similarly smooth and featureless as his face.*\n\n\"I eat still. Just ... People don't like it\" \n\n*His hands also would vibrate as he spoke. He looked a little nervously at the boy as he yelled and approached as he still struggled to translate his words or read the emotions of non slime people*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "If Aria defined small as their grey glowing eyed companion literally shouting, he was filled with curious wonder toward what form of being the green faced glob was so much so he had dropped his lumber against the wooden floor. Though Fithoras' eyes were filled with wonder and a smidge of concern over his appearance it seemed the male didn't mind it in the slightest, being a creature that wasn't quite human himself the lad was hesitant to show others scorn even still he didn't think all too far ahead simply spouting out what was upon his mind. \n\nHe would stagger aback from their blank faced compatriot, jumping a little toward the extreme with what droned from its' body. \"M-mayhaps I should naught romp ever too near, lest mine toes tumble into thee tepid green marsh t'would that mean that b-by people naught caring for it you consume them?\" Fithora was a smidge too enamored by what the gelatinous creature was he even sounded a smidge worried it may very well consume them there and then, he simply hadn't thought about even approaching the tantalizing stench of the stew awaiting him upon the wooden table staying a considerable distance away from their curious companion. The curious tree scented youths' eyes refused to wander from Arias' from wondering more so toward himself if people were truly absorbed by the creatures body or one would bounce off of its form. He muttered toward himself \"Perchance I shant skip near thee... F-for as rotten as it ever is mine feet hath been sapped of any sort of grace.\" \n\nSo wrapped up within his own speculation the boy didn't seem to hear granny instead Fithora would jump toward where he dropped the log hefting it back up into his arms, intent upon placing it somewhere someone wouldn't simply"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"Ah... Such good people have blessed me today. Well...\"\n\nShe said, sitting down, motioning the group to eat/sit! She wanted them to be fed the best she could. They were, of course, going to get hungry in the future! She produced a few sheets of paper, all of them detailing all the enemies she remembered seeing... All of them were just simply bandits.\n\n\"Nevermind! So... You are all here to help me relive my golden years right? We'll be going into a dungeon nearby... I am too fragile to fight, but I will follow behind... I can lead you all to the dungeon, but it should be pretty easy to spot!\"\n\nShe said, handing one paper to the group. The torches would come later!\n\n\"It's very dark so please talk to me if you need a torch\""
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*By the time the woman is finished talking, she's finished half her meal. She's very hungry, as she's constantly been on the run.*\n\n\"Ah... I'm not a frontline fighter either. I can heal, though, and provide support! I probably won't be able to wield a torch with my weapon, unfortunately...\"\n\n*It's obvious now that she's pretending to be happy, but Yakaiyo still attempts to keep the facade up. She can't have everyone feel sorry for her, it's not their responsibility.*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*It was a small reaction to Aria considering the more violent reactions to his appearance he has experienced. After a pause, struggling with translating the boy's fast and strange speech*\n\n\"Do I ... Eat people?\"\n\n*He seemed rather offended? Hard to read someone without a face*\n\n\"I don't ... Do such ... Unpleasant things\"\n\n*He sat down at the table, seemingly caught between the obligation he felt to eat and his timidness of showing the others how he did it.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Throughout Fithoras' sordid venture he had long since departed from the land he once called his homeland, seeking out a path in which he could one day grasp upon a fortune to aid his mother. It was a selfless goal one which brought the little fool out toward this elders hovel claiming he came at the behest of his goddess, toward him the mysterious note had slipped into his pocket whilst napping out in the woodland by her supposed hand. Now this boy wasn't the sharpest knife in the kitchen he took many things for granted seeing things a smidge too black and white instead of entirely grey, it was a portion of his innocence still held together despite his perilous journey. It was entirely the reason he couldn't quite sit still he was filled with anxious energy still feeling in the pit of his stomach something may turn foul here despite his companions awfully dreary attitudes... The boy paused placing the log near the timber pile proceeding to simply pace about the room walking around in a semi circle they could easily tell this ragamuffin was rather uncomfortable.\n\nHe didn't appear all that hungry despite his skinny frame actually Fithora could recount during his final years within his homestead he found the ailment of hunger beginning to lessen, as though his body simply yearned for the kiss of death. The boy would clap his hands together anouncing \"T'was naught plain? Thee letter which Gaia hath\n\nBestowed upon us... Though naught entirely like thee earthen mother to gift us notes of her direct will we hath come gladiators here to plunder thee deepest depths!\" The thought of actually exploring excited the boy he hadn't actually ever lived through such expeditions before he was about to practically rant as he kept walking in circles. \"Though we may naught be thee thickest nor the hardiest of vines we shall prevail against any denizens t'witch scuttle and curry upon the murky grey walls, lest it be thee lady of stone or a creature which doth carry far more heads than one should ever know.\" Ceasing his movement for just a moment the boy hopped in place a little his eyes sparkling with childlike joy exclaiming. \"Fore to plunder through thee deepest chasms tis knowing thee blessings of all which she hath to offer in her splendor, o' I simply cannot wait any longer... Why must we tarry over dreary dreary ol' supper let us go! Now tis naught the time to be drooping wet ol' leaves!\" With that the boy filled with excitement bounded toward the doorway, he came off a bit insensitive neglecting to address the poor man he had hurt with his earlier questions it seemed this boy was just a touch too excited upon the promise of adventure and simply couldn't wait any longer."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "\"Ah yes. But please, wait for your friends. And do take some torches. You will need it. Doubt the dungeon would be lit up! It's older than me!\"\n\nShe said, bending over to grab... A few crude torches. 3 for the group. They were just rounded pieces if wood with a metal top to hold a fuel. The fuel? Was a rag soaked in boiled pigs fat. Good fuel... Very good to last for a long time! \n\nAnyways, they were free to go and we may now start the combat part. They can stay here for a bit and finish the food, but Grandma's part is over!"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"Oh... How am I supposed to carry a torch *And* A bow?\"\n\n*She's done with her meal now, picking up the piece of paper. Bandits. They didn't seem -too- skilled, as she was currently being hunted down by elves for practicing dark magics. Fucking elves.*\n\n\"I suppose I could always set it down later.\"\n\n*Yakaiyo picks up the torch, as one would a sword. She spins it around, testing it. It seems like she's proficient in it.*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "\"Thank you,\"\n\n*Ariavata awkwardly bowed a little taking a torch with a 3rd hand that he had until this point been hiding away under his cloak. With his other 3 arms he started to swing off the spears and shields off his back. He attached his torch to his belt and slid his gloves and helmet back on.*\n\n\"I see good in dark, but light is still good.\""
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "The elder contrasted the youths sense of energy remaining relatively calm in the light of the boisterous sprout it may very well not be her first dealing with someone bursting at the seams eager to plunder into their journey without so much as a second thought. Though the mere mention of carrying the dancing flame within his two hands wrought an unnerved look to wrap around their snow white companion, his eyelids drooped a smidge the mere thought made him recount a certain folly upon his part. \n\n\"O' surely it t'would ever be enlightened by thee deity's themselves to witness a smidge of sport... They grow ever so weary being stuck only to watch our toes patter upon their soil. I shall find it with thee mothers influence ever connected toward mine bare feet, m-mayhaps it t'would be better my hands wrap around thee carrier of flame.\" His cheeks begun to bloom a brilliant orangish hue a curious color for someone of the living, but with those which had a keen eye they may have sworn the youth was a flashlight in his own right. He practically glowed within the moonlight night which they had been within mere moments ago, feeling discomforted the boy begun to trample out into the night uttering. \"F-fore you see mine palms t'would sooner set thee entire plains alight before I truly grasped upon thine torch... Ermm so mayhaps we shant entrust it into mine palms I believe naught a single soul desires to burn.\" Despite his giddy personality thus far he clearly doubted his own abilities believing that he would sooner set everyone on fire than be able to carry a simple torch, one may consider simply taking the sap boys word."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "Now that they were finally free from the grandmother, they'd most likely be following the only path available. Forward! It was dark, the weather slowly getting worse, as they approached yet another obstacle. A forest. The could hear the howling of wolves, the hoot of owls, and other various sounds. It felt like they were being watched, a pair of eyes stared at them from a bush.\n\nIf they were to disturb it, it would seem that is was a generic ocelot. Nothing special there. They were just curious. It was quite cute, having a pretty orange colour! Looks like one from minecraft.\n\nSomeone with superior hearing would probably hear some talking in the distance, as the group nears a curve in their path. They may also be able to hear the clinking of steel! In the distance, it would seem that there was a light. Something like a torch light! \n\nThey weren't alone. There was someone else here."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"Aria. Hold my torch.\"\n\n*Assuming he does use an extra hand to hold the torch, Yakaiyo unslings her bow from her shoulders, and draws an arrow, seeing the faint light in the distance. 'Remember, deep breaths. Empty mind. Steady hand.' The memory echoes in her mind, when Hakaze first taught her the way of the bow. Her hand shakes, and it's not from the cold, but from heartache. 'Why can't I join you? End it now, and be reunited?' A voice, a deep one, but compassionate, the voice of her loved one, replies back. 'You will soon, Yakaiyo, but not now. Now is not the time, but we will be together again. I love you...' A small tear runs down her face as she draws the bow, and holds it steady, ready to fire.*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Aria would awkwardly take the torch in his second left hand, not being used to fire he would hold it as far away from himself as he could while still holding the spear he had in the same hand.*\n\n\"Oh, oh, okay\" \n\n*In the three hands that weren't holding his shield he held his three spears.*\n\n\"I make light too\"\n\n*He said as the cracks between his armour that weren't covered by his cloak began to glow a bright green. It didn't really help much since he was mostly covered up but would (unintentionally) look rather creepy, having the look of a haunted or enchanted set of armour.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Fithora was a loose cannon he never quite thought ahead within the life he had led, yearned to experience what splendors his peoples goddess often promised. Folding into their traditions since the very day he was born, her wisdom gave him reason to continue living despite within their teachings to rouse the dead from their graves was akin toward a heinous crime. An issue he had since surpassed through the encouragement of an azure wolf yet still there was a hole inside the white haired youth whom stomped ahead of his companions, a portion of why he hid his true form toward any prying eyes attempting to seem as living as he once was. In an act to garner their deities favor he insisted upon their little competition even if he was the only one within their group willing to recklessly stumble ahead he had little idea of what may lay upon their path ahead believing that they had some manner of time before they reached their destination. \n\nThough the ancient youth may have enjoyed the ocelots company he unfortunately passed it by as he kept jogging ahead, a slight smile upon his lips feeling the wind beneath his flopping ponytail he hadn't heard the noise within the distant shrubbery beneath his panting breath. Nor did his companions bother stopping the boy from wandering ahead of them it wouldn't be a surprise if their oafish companion would end up throwing stealth out the window, though a distance ahead he would peer behind himself chiding out toward them \"Come now mine companions art like floundering fish wrought from thee bountiful seas, t'would be a rotten fib if you told me thee legates can naught sprint a smidge faster?\" It was then he may have missed the lights, though he did seem to slow down a smidge realizing they may be closer than ever before however by then it was a tad too late."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "As the group cleared the corner, there were two torches. People were holding them of course! Under the glow of the torch, they could see that they seemed to have... Well, armour! They were quite well armoured, dressed in an Almain Rivet, Thick Gambeson, and a fill coverage helmet! They were both armed with arming swords. Generic! Not really that complex. \n\nAnyone with dark sight would notice an archer behind the two. But this was but too late. They were anticipating the approach of people. The archer loosed an arrow, which travelled towards Aria. The two swordsmen cleared whatever barricade they set up, hastily approaching the group with nasty snarls... Of well, excitement. Have it be because they have found prey... Or they were just about to test their new swords!"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Not elves. This is nothing. Deep breaths. She calms herself as she aims the bow, and lets the arrow fly towards the archer behind the two swordsmen. Dark vision helps here. Aria should be able to tank the armor ok, but she may need to set up a barrier. 'Hakaze, protect me. Let my arrows find my targets. Grant me the strength to survive, and one day, I will be reunited with you.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "The sound of fresh footsteps trampled upon the lush forestry it was as though a horn declaring a conflict was near, a familiar sound toward the little mongrel whom was presumably a ways from his companions and likely the entire reason they were discovered. Conflict was often a sore subject for the child he despised ending anothers life and preferred trying to pacify those whom insisted upon causing him or anyone harm, the sheer sound of their encroaching feet were enough for his shoulders to jerk feeling a wave of panic crash against his nonexistent heart a phantom feeling of what once was. A flash of memory the sound of people treating him as though he were no longer a human in his own right, it was through those rather unpleasant memories which the amber youth would call upon to protect himself and not squander Gaias blessing at a second chance within life he had promised another he would attempt to enjoy this familiar realm. He was still living wasn't he? Still himself and his mother would surely still care for him upon that day he was ready to return now Fithora was far more instinctual rather than brilliant upon the battlefield, he knew he wouldn't wish to engage armed opponents whilst he had nothing more than his fists.\n\nThus the malnourished scamp would kneel upon the earth digging his wrapped fingers into the soil, as he ushered out a silent prayer \"Hark upon mine plea, I beg thee to replenish this worn soil with the blood of thee oaks which doth dot thine forests... And impede mine misguided bretheren.\" These people as far as he could tell were human though he was young his people had trifles with orcish kin and elven kin alike, he had been impressed upon in youth to be weary of such creatures' these people were nothing more than mere macens'. Soon he would gather a bountiful mass of amber goo from the earth itself, a faint orange light seemed to pour like a sun beneath his white poncho as if the boys chest held the fiery orb itself."
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Aria seeing the archer with his dark vision would try to place his large tower shield in between him and the arrow though this would result in him dropping his. Following this he would face the oncoming fighters and move ahead a little to get between them and the others, pointing his three spears at them and preparing to attack if they got close.* \n\n\"Keep safe\"\n\n*He would rumble, facing down the attacking bandits, green glow pouring out of his helmet's visor and the other gaps in his armour*"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"We're done. Do you want to get rid of them? I think it should be ok if we leave them there...\"\n\n*Seeing the arrow land in the archers chest set an uneasy feeling in her. It's her first kill, and she just let it fly with almost no care. Looking at the other two bandits, then back to the body in the pool of blood, Yakaiyo starts to feel nauseous. It's not sitting well with her. 'I-I've killed someone.'*\n\n*Another voice echoes in her mind, masculine and deep, yet calming. \"It's alright. You're scared, and that's ok. Everyone gets scared. You just need to breath, and let it fade to the back of your mind.\"*\n\n*'Ha-Hakaze?'*\n\n*\"Yes, it's me. I'm always with you. Just remember that.\"*\n\n\"I think we're able to get to the dungeon now.\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*As the bandits fell Ariavata's relaxed, returning to a more casual stance. He made a rumbling noise expressing some kind of discontent* \n\n\"Not much fight.\"\n\n*He started to walk over to the fallen bandits*\n\n\"First look. Then go. Take what need, no waste\"\n\n*He rumbled uncertainly, trying his best to express what he means*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Amongst every possibility Fithora had envisioned what had transpired once those men toppled into a pool of what he deemed to be an extension of the deity he believed within, shattered before his very eyes into an array of white glass. Were they no more within this realm a person he had taken without intending to, at most he wished only to cease them before their blades clashed against his little legion he never wished to bring what fate had already befallen him what seemed mere months ago. His once chipper exterior melted into a look of horror as he shirked off any sense he didn't care if they ridiculed him, instead Fithora felt nearly the same about his form he was ashamed by it and felt every last one of them had a right to shun him. His reaction resonated with Yakaiyo except he wouldn't hide his feelings remaining free true toward who he was they would see him trample over with worry in those pallid greys to live was a gift one not a single soul should whisk away from another.\n\nThis moment was enough for him to shirk off how he felt about their curious companion without a face as he knelt near the two bandits reaching his bandaged forearms to attempt and carefully tug and at least gift them air to breath before they breathed their last. It was foolish even a touch too innocent as he tried to wrestle one of them free from their eventual demise, hearing what his companion had to say baffled the boy he gave her an incredulous stare as he cried out toward her. \"Simply depart them toward thee earth t'would aught to be thee most\n\nDreadful thing that mine ears ever heard... We shant leave them whilst they still breath, to still carry thee chance to feel thee faint kiss of her breath to bask within life itself. Though they only met ire do they naught deserve as much of a chance to breath as mineself or even you?\" Fithora was sensitive toward others' emotion even so before him the two whom were trapped within his spell cried out harder than what pain trickled from her wavering voice, a little trickle of a faint orange tear fell from his eye. He too had yet to steal away another's life yet what separated them was Fithora had used something in an attempt to simply incapacitate their foes it was never his intent to see their lives come to an end."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "Nature seldomly kneels over to someone's sadness. If someone dies a gruesome death at your hands, it happens and Nature doesn't care. Mother nature is quite a scary one is she not? The final group of enemies dispersed, the people finally have drowned, and the Ranger has bled out from their injuries. Sad way to go innit? Abandoned by your comrades. \n\nAnyways, as they pushed on, there was a massive door, which was at least 3 times the height of the tallest one. It seemed to be pushable with some force. Open the door at your pace! \n\nOnce they enter, they find themselves in a long, dark hallway. It seemed too long for the Night vision the people here have to see what was at the end."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Once they had finally pushed open the door, there was nothing. Literally nothing, besides a long hallway. Very long, if a Treton can't see the end of it. Wonder what was inside. Yakaiyo's heart starts racing. She's never done anything like this. Were there traps? Monsters? 'Hey' she tells herself. 'Don't be afraid. Hakaze's done this before. So can you.' Taking a deep breath and drawing an arrow from her quiver and nocking it in her bow, she feels insignificant against the dark void beyond.*\n\n\"I can't see the end. I guess we have to start walking?\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Grabbing two spears from the fallen bandits Ariavata followed the others into the door, retrieving the fallen torch. He didn't seem bothered by the death or the reactions he got. Though he also had no face and a full coverage helmet on, so it would be hard to tell if he was.*\n\n\"Is only way, I think we walk\"\n\n*He once again held the torch carefully balanced in the same hand as one of his spears*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Despite how Yakaiyo felt for ending anothers' life she seemed to simply ignore the heartbroken youths pleas for aid, it appeared people could care little during battle what fated another he was left to grieve upon his lonesome for those he barely knew for a passing moment. He still tugged upon their head a desperate attempt to find what life may still linger within their hearts' the culture he had come from, what his clan believed within largely sought to shirk mother natures' true face hiding it beneath a wreath of flowers. It was to celebrate her gifts not her cruelty even once someone closed their eyes for their final goodnight the boys' eyes welled with tears as he cried out \"Nay nay t'was naught mine intent... I wished only to make thee tarry fore you t'were misguided, m-mayhaps you art only still and shall breath anew as I hath before. I-I... Yearn for thine forgiveness t'was truly naught mine intent.\" Guilt hung heavy upon the mongrels heart begging for Gaias' mercy the sort he had been taught to believe within, she had gifted him another chance to breathe anew perchance even they too would be granted her mercy in one form or the other. \n\nBefore he departed the boy dug through his tunic grasping a bundle of dainty white lilies' placing them before their fallen foes he would gift them a final farewell before he parted. \"If you art listening... I-I well o'course you are thee very trees' carry thine will\n\n, I beg thee carry them uon thine dainty pedals and cradle them upon their final journey. May thee departed find their way past thee river toward sanctuary, each and every last one of them.\" Placing the flowers between their still bodies the boy wished them a final farewell before forcing himself toward his feet, no longer did he scurry over toward his companions nor shout a single word instead he grew eerily quiet. Simply standing behind the duo he didn't care for desecrating their bodies by thefting what had once been theirs. Trailing behind them near the door he would remain within their shadows a look of uncertainty across his features' their deaths had shaken him far more than any other within their group."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"I-I guess it's ok to grieve the death of others in battle. I think it's better if it's someone you... You know.\"\n\n*Her face hangs down. She hasn't gotten a chance to grieve those that she's lost, being hunted by the elves for crimes she didn't commit. Her mind is no longer clear, clouded by bitter poison, as her grip tightens on her bow. She tries to keep her happy face though. Others don't need to one her pain.*\n\n\"Let's get going.\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Aria looked down at the others curiously, his head tilted a little to one side. He seemed to not understand the reaction that the other two were having but stayed quiet. Likely feeling he would not be able to communicate properly anything he would want to say with his limited grasp on the language.*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "\"Hmm\"\n\n*Ariavata would join Yakaiyo and would awkwardly walk backwards with all the grace of someone who spent about a hundred and a half years barely ever walking until about a year ago. He would seem rather unconcerned about his imminent death, moving into a position as if prepared to fight the wall.*\n\n\"Maybe today we give back to the cycle too\""
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Their short companion remained near following them like a lost pup with the sorriest expression written upon his rather rounded features, it had been something he never intended nor wished to bring toward another. In which the boy took comfort within his ancient traditions praying toward a deity others' may perceive as cruel instead treating as if it were a kind benevolent soul, gifting them a bundle of white lillies he often plucked from the soil for his mother had told him once no matter where he may carry the gentle buds a garden would flourish. One which would become a splay of life it held far more importance toward him than he let on, only once he heard Yakaiyos' response would he glance upon her his expression turned into sheer befudlement. \n\n\"O'course we should t'wouldn't an elder understand that simple of her will...? Tis cruel to act like some foaming wolf and leave them be the least we may do is depart them with wishes for a safe journey upon thee bed of their final slumber.\" For someone of his age he seemed to perceive the woman as his elder someone whom should know better than what she presented him, it was an affront toward his beliefs to even question grieving for those whom had fallen in combat even if they were their enemies. However such matters would be soon cast aside as they stumbled right into a perilous scenario one which would pluck the impulsive creature right from the depths of his sorrow, oh how simple it was for his mind to shift focus. Fithoras' iris's\n\nJerked to and froe he seemed to gift the encroaching darkness a smidge of light glowing through from his chest, if one looked upon it what lay beneath seemed to be some jagged crater set into his body... Lest if he was hiding a light beneath his cloak. His heart begun to feel as though it were already being crushed by the walls themsleves he shirked off any form of reason and immediately begun to run about scouring for an exit any form to depart his soft voice pitched out with panic upon the behest of Ariavatas' less than comforting words. \"Nay Nay Nay! W-we shant naught yet... Surely there tis yet a way we may squirm through thee cracks, if thee walls shall dare to punish me for m-mine... Actions I must refuse fore we promised granny we t'would see this through, there tis much else to delve into yet ther aught to be a way we aught t-to naught tarry lest if we yearn to be akin toward pita bread!\" Without so much as rhyme or even logic the foolish boy shouldered himself against the wall attempting to shove himself against it in attempts to push it aback, his voice was clearly shaken terrified by the idea he would perish here this was meant to be a *Fun journey* Whatever happened toward that innocent notion he pronounced earlier? As he shouldered against the imobile wall with as much strength as he could muster the youth grunted toward his companions, he doubted simply standing as the walls plainly stated would solve anything... It wasn't like he doubted them no it was far more he was a smidge too dense to quite understand the logic.\"Grazing like a herd of wooly sheep shant aid us here... Surely there tis more we aught to enact! I-it couldn't ever be that simple could it?\""
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "Assuming that Fithora was pushing against the brick wall, he was the only one not moving. The others who were moving backwards while staring at the wall simply vanished into thin air. Fithora was left alone in the hallway with no one left inside to support him"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Fithora carried onward upon his pursuit urged by the wish to see all which still awaited him within this foreign realm, there was much to see beyond the thickest of forests and toward the talles of mountains which urged a sheltered youth to at last live a life he had never received before. It took far too long for him to be able to roam the realm upon his lonesome to truly know freedom without the restriction of his family holding his leash taught, there were still things right here he wished to witness fall into fruition to achieve that kind elders final wish. A person whom had gifted the boy something so simple a embrace yet she had little idea how much it meant toward a boy adrift at sea, lost to never quite be amongst those few which truly cared for him. He had carried their lessons toward a land filled with people whom seemed to not carry their merciful beliefs it was strange for him nor could he quite understand some of which they spoke.\n\nThough he spoke his companions didn't answer he was distracted as he was literally smashing his body against the stone wall he was as stubborn as the very thing he shoved, but it wouldn't give no matter how long he kept scraping his bare feet along the stone floor. If anything Fithora could be set within his methods and seem bent upon one course of action it was a barrier within his mind, yet the sheer insufferable silence was far too much to bear he knew from their recent interactions these people seldom spoke. However they did at least usher something before the youth would attempt to garner their voices, his own bumbled off a nervous giggle. \"Though art jousting with me art you naught, thee feilds art naught something I hath been missing upon all thee\n\nPassing seasons... Art they?\" Believing they took his joke a little too seriously except his voice only bounced off of the walls an echo, emptiness it was then he would at last peer behind him they had vanished out of thin air. Whatever could have occurred? \n\nHis face twisted into that of disbelief easing himself from the wall as he begun to pad his feet forward peering toward the celing across the stone floor, for a trace of them only they were completely gone. Had he\n\nMissed out upon some form of detail or was her suggestion true he wasn't sure and the wall was closing in around him, what Fithorad did wasn't entirely purposeful he begun to walk backward hoping to bump himself into the adjacent wall, seeking to simply curl up against it he was nervous and didn't know what to do except follow her advice even if he doubted it. All the while he tried to discover where his companions were or at least comfort himself by shouting outward no matter how futile it was.\"F-fellows? F-friends... Anyone at t'alll where hath you departed toward, this tis naught a jolly jeer I don't like it naught a faex at all now emerge.\" He cursed as he felt the walls begin to press in upon him his head ducked downward as his hands trembled, he could see something again the blue sky set before his eyes' a beautiful tullip peaking from the edge of a chasm. The world felt as though it were falling all around him, but as he reached out for anything he realized he had no hands to ease himself from his fall if what he did by pure accident worked. Fithora may very well bump right into them as he kept trying to recluse himself from his eventual fate."
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "The wall pushed Fithora, rolling them on the ground as they fall through a hole in the ground. They crash into bones and stone, bruising and fracturing some bones. Not too serious, but it was QUITE painful. \n\nAfter a few moments, Fithora would find themselves falling out of the sky, crashing onto the platform that Yakaiyo and Ariavata sat on. Specifically, on the hard stone floor. There was an audible crack \n\n``2 Medium Injuries (1 Fractures, 1 Sprain) 1 Mild (Bruising)``"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"So, should we wait for-Oh my god! Are you ok? What happened?\"\n\n*As if on instinct, Yakaiyo quick rushes to the obviously hurt boy's side, a bright blue bolt of energy fired at him, healing him. Can't have injured teammates.*\n\n*What happened? Did Fithora not immediately follow Yakaiyo? It's probably how he got hurt. Oh dear.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Before Fithoras' horrified features he felt as though he were no longer here within this moment, instead he could feel the ground slip from beneath his toes the faint blue sky hung before his vision slipping from his grasp helpless to plunge deep into the meroceles depths. His hands were amiss no longer there for a brief moment his mind regressed backward recounting those faint few moments which seemed to suspend him within an unending nightmare a fear of falling, it all felt so real as it had before what he heard what he saw before the curtain fell and all that he was slipped away. Except it was far from fantasy he was falling through a pit down into the depths of this dungeon he had literally bounced off the walls for neglecting to plot or even think before he acted such a foolish child to be shrouded within the fantastical tales of legend, he would soon be reminded of a harsh lesson he had learned a time ago. One which he was far too dense to accept for some reason he shirked off the ugliness of the world preferring to cling upon what splendors were present, perhaps it was comforting for the ancient Macen. \n\nHis throat locked around him like a vice not a sound broke from him as he was thrown against what seemed to be the end of his punishment, fracturing his ankle and a few toes only to lay there for a mere second. Enough time for the boys' lids to flicker. Glancing his pupils about only to see boney fingers reaching out toward him their jaws agap as though they were still screaming in agony, it was enough to ward him aback a little he tried to hobble upward yet found his footing lacking once more as the rug slipped from his feet falling upon his right arm\n\nBefore his companions'. Fithoras' foot was askew bent awkwardly as his arm he had landed upon sprung a fountain of what appeared a spring of orange juice, only it was yellowish and gave off a staggering sent of sap it was then his voice would croak. \"Awugh...\" The youth wouldn't spring to his feet his whole body seemed cold shivering before the duo, an expression petrified upon his features a look of agony twisted with terror. He practically gazed right through them as he stammered \"P-plungeing... Plungeing naught away to keep mineself from being consumed by its' maw... N-naught a soul near fore all hath parted, w-where hath mine hands gone? I...\" The boy babbled he seemed to be rather shaken by the whole ordeal, it was strange how he thought his hands were no more yet they were still connected toward the gauze which kept their peering eyes' from knowing the truth of his forearms. Fortunately Yakaiyos' soothing tendrils of light would stiffle his pain easing him with her presence alone, he begun to blink rapidly lazily reaching an arm to try and shake his head loose from what delusion had played before his eyes'. Realizing it wasn't night they weren't set within a forest he was here with them. \"Prithee do naught part like haunts within thee night... I t-t'was uncertain by how you came toward that idea, but t-tis naught mine place to question those elder than I. T'was mine and mine alone that this happened... Was it naught? J-just promise you shant depart once more.\" He begged her reaching out a hand to clench upon her shoulder as if she would simply disappear again, he still hadn't understood the entirety of their rather simplistic puzzle and worried they would simply disappear on him again."
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "\"Oh no\"\n\n*Aria responded in a rather monotone way to the boy falling from the ceiling. He summbled to get to his feet but seeing Yakaiyo use her healing magic he would stop at standing. He stood there deep in thought trying to piece together meaning from Fithoras' babbling.*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "The party enters a room that is 40 'wide and circular.There is a ledge that goes around the room and it is only 5' wide.In the middle of the room is a 7 'circular ledge with a 20' tall cylindrical pillar that is slightly smaller in width than the ledge it is currently on.It doesn't appear the pillar is affixed to the ledge and is merely standing on top of it.\n\nAround the, they would notice a bandit's skeleton laying on the floor, a 50' long rope in it's hand. Sad way to die."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"I think we have to get to the center. Using this rope, I think maybe we can pull the pillar towards us, and walk across it to get there.\"\n\n*Wonder why Yakaiyo said this so quickly? She used to do a lot of sudoku. Like, a lot. And other riddles and mind games. The only problem was getting the rope attached to the pillar.*\n\n*However, she's definitely not strong enough to pull this. Aria's going to have to do it. Hm. Perhaps use the skeleton's bones as a boomerang? It seems a bit far-fetched though...*"
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Looking up and down the room Aria would take a moment to respond.*\n\n\"Maybe. How do make rope go up?\"\n\n*Ariavata was not actually all that strong when it came to throwing and hitting things. He was just very durable and good at healing. *"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "The youth with an overgrown ponytail still had yet to recover from his plummet into their presence, though Yakaiyos' magics had eased the process there would be repercussions for his folly. A lesson which had been imprinted into his aching skull he would hesitate to even think upon his lonesome it was foolish to display disbelief toward the red hearing stapled toward the wall, he knew from a strategy game he once often played with his elder brother sometimes the simplest victory could be a farce. Even so the only time the lad ever quite one a game was through sheer luck or his brother granted him some form of mercy strategy patience these forms of things didn't quite apply toward Fithoras' energetic mind. He had difficulty sitting still it took falling from several floors to even still a constant river of motion, though such a board game didn't apply here instead another seemed to trickle toward the macens mind the art of chopping down wood for timber, from sheer experience he too could tell that the pillar set before him seemed a smidge loose.\n\nFithora still felt rather traumatized from the whole sordid ordeal, he wouldn't raise himself from where he lay and seemed to cling toward Yakaiyo even as she tried to move. He needed someone near after reliving a rather unsavory time within his life, his once boisterous behavior shriveled before his two companions feeling doubt weigh upon his shoulders. \"M-mayhaps it t'was foolish to even romp toward this place... Tis far too much to ask thee naught to depart, fore I shall only weigh thee down. B-but I hath promised our\n\nElder it tis far too late, you shant be bound by mine silly request.\" His cheeks begun to glow a dim orange feeling embarrassed that he had slowed their progress, doubt had begun to sink into him as the fog cleared from his earlier nonsensical words. However he had something to impart even if he felt the idea would likely only cause his companions further strife. \"Worry naught this idea tis naught born of mine own mind... But once ever mine father took us toward thee fields to fell a fattened bark we t'would wrap it behind thee oak like a snug hug. Then two t'would pull in twain from each ropes end.\" The boy released a small amused giggle recounting what his father had said if they simply tugged upon it from the front of the tree, soon he would mention. \"Fore if we tugged in front of thee bark one t'would likely be smushed like an insect beneath thine foot.\""
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"That... Could work. At least if I get what you're saying. Aria. Take one end of the rope and walk around to the left, all the way to the right side. I'll stay on the left side, and we both pull to topple the pillar over.\""
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "\"I go\"\n\n*Ariavata spoke quietly as he grabbed one end of the rope and trudged over to the other side with his heavy steps, getting in position*"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "*Yakaiyo would take the other side of the rope and get into position as well. 'Well, here goes nothing. Hakaze, are you here?' This time, however, the voice in her head went dark. 'Never mind, I'm probably going insane.'*\n\n\"3, 2, 1, pull!\"\n\n*And with that, Yakaiyo's weak arms pulled with all her strength, hoping to topple the large pillar over.*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "The statue makes a loud cracking noise, it coming down towards them. The top smacked the platform, making a bridge. It seemed... That it wasn't long enough to to get to the other side... But what's this? A hole in the ground? With stairs? Woah... A secret path! \n\nWonder what's down those stairs"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"Well, I didn't expect that. Guess we go down that way.\"\n\n*Before entering though, Yakaiyo looks down the stairs to make sure nothing's there. Drawing her bow and nocking and arrow, she's the first to continue down. She's scared though, of what could happen to her. She once again searches for Hakaze's voice in her head, but finds none, and she starts to panic.*"
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "Fithora took a moment of respite to encourage a crooked foot to set back into his proper position, Fithora had since forced himself from the floor sitting against the adjacent wall reclined to remain away from his companions efforts. He was a decent boy whom would easily throw himself before a charging horse to ensure another yet survive, even if their were his adversaries as his party had witnessed he mourned any soul whose breath was stolen from their body. Faint a golden thread nurtured by his soaked arms creeped from beneath the tiled floors' it would coil around his dislocated foot urging it to return toward its' original position. It grinded his bones together as muscle and nerves were twisted about, but if he were to attempt and make it up toward his companions he needed to accomplish this alone no matter how grueling the experience was. At least that was how Fithora felt a single tear broke as he whimpered feeling regret wash over his bones', he had learned something here but it was a matter of if he could keep himself under control.\n\nEventual through the pain Fithoras' foot was set enough for him to hobble upon his bare feet once more, he wiggled his leg about ensuring he could scamper forward and see the aftermath after that rather distasteful thoom had echoed throughout these cramped chambers. A trunk had crashed where Fithora had prattled one could get squished like a bug yet instead it revealed something else\n\nEntirely a crack within the floor what appeared to be steps as his glowing body neared to shed some light upon their path ahead. He wished to shed dread away from his heart what he had felt during his fall was truly something he would struggle to sleep with, so his throat bubbled out a rather jolly noise akin toward a laugh. \"Gaias Blessing!! T'would thine eyes' carry toward t'what thee stone hath swallowed hole... Tis far more than a mere dull ol' bridge a secret it tis! Mayhaps we shall discover a chamber that has naught known thee warmth of lifes touch fore many a season, what art we awaiting dearest companions?\" There he was once more that lively little spark peaked out for all too see, it seemed a try forced though as if Fithora was seeking comfort within such whistful desires allowing his mind to romp outward with hopeful asperations. Yakaiyos' body would feel the lukewarm boys' body squeeze past her a tad rude, but his appearance was a bit rough around the edges he likely wasn't the most sophisticated sort he would begin to try and skip down the stips... But due toward his injury he nearly fell forward just barely clinging upon the opposite wall his breath releasing a sharp dog like gasp."
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Nodding a little at the stair case Ariavata very carefully made his way over to the staircase on his clumsy feet, scraping along on walls or staying close to the ground as ensure he would not fall down*\n\n*Walking down the stairs he seemed particularly unsteady, pinning himself upright with his four arms firmly braced against the walls*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "Well, there is only one way to go now. Off to the next room! Down the dark winding stair, which seemed to go on forever. What's this? A light? As they walked down the stairs, they'd find the familiar... Well, torches! Near the torches, they would find a massive door, which seemed to be crested in brass...\n\nOnce they entered, they'd be able to see the room in it's entirety. It was a beautiful room. Marble floors, a dias with a massivle chest sitting on top of it. They were looking out to a waterfall. Seems like they were sitting behind one at the current moment! \n\nAnyways, there would be a loud creak, Gran Grans coming out... Of a secret door. She was dragging along a zombie, her sleeves were ripped off... Revealing super ultra ripped gran grans. She also carried a mean looking sword, which... Seemed to be covered in blood."
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"Oh dear! Are you ok?\"\n\n*What. The. Fuck. Who knew that Grandma was a warrior? She seemed covered in blood though, did she need to be healed? Rushing to the old woman, she would place the arrow back in her quiver, and prepare to heal the lady.*\n\n\"Are you hurt?\""
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "The scamp kept hopping down the steps' keeping a wary hand against the opposite wall, a smidge worried he may end up toppling down the spiraling steps'. For he personally despised stairs oft fearing the simple architectural design he had far too many tales upon his head of tripping upon the infernal structure, here even if he was throwing caution a bit aside he would remain weary of his old nemesis wishing to enjoy the rest of their expedition. In truth that in itself may very well be the purpose of their venture here such places were where his elder had enjoyed much of her lifetime or at least that was what he could understand from someone he barely knew, so far this trip had been taxing for him. Fithora tried to forget witnessing those two men drowning beneath something he intended only to quell their approach without stealing away their life, to forget how he felt whilst plummeting down through an endless chasm he begun to run about pressing a tune from his lips'. Attempting to shake these feelings which had shaken him to his very core it had stappled into his mind that things wouldn't be quite like that of tall tales, perhaps everyone within his homeland were right that serpent as well whom refused to take him upon a journey to find his brother he shouldn't be here he wasn't ready.\n\nOnce the door presented itself Fithora took little time to barrel through it anxious to be freed from the dreadful staircase, today would show him a little mercy after what he had been through it wouldn't result in yet another story of him falling down flights of stairs. Thank Gaia for small mercies what he saw fumbling down before his eyes' caught the boys attention, a splendid rapid pouring cool water his features' glowed witnessing something so simple. Within his homeland he enjoyed splashing within their ravines bathing their herd his feet scurried across, t\n\nHose whom had paid attention to him would notice he was panting a tad worn from running around every which way. Easing himself near the falls' to spread his arms allowing his body to bask within the stray flakes of water which touched his dulled nerves. This was pleasant a moment of respite to ease his mind and send those thoughts a-wash, it was once his eyes' peaked upon a familiar woman he would begin to wave both of his arms hopping up and down like a giddy pup eager to meet his loved one.\n\n\"O' Granny, tis thee most pleasant tiding to see thee scaling these caverns... Nary a moment I thought you t'would naught be upon this venture! We hath seen many a chamber hidden place... A-and places filled\n\nWith brave souls whom hath become rubble... A-and a room where thee walls shrunk! Naught a single trial made us tarry fore long we cast thee room asunder and untangled thee secrets below!\" Babbling off their adventure as though he were telling a parent how proud he was, even if the adventure hadn't been quite as he recanted it. \"Where hath you departed, o' you simple must babble thine tales toward mine ears... Surely you hath seen much and more, like thine blighted friend you doth carry in tow he tis a thrall of thee restless dead is he naught? T-that tis rather dreadful, o-oft thee followers of Gaia saw such creatures as a blight... I-I t'was uncertain they t'were a reality nor would I ever ever quite yearn to smell something far less fetching than thee smelly brown gunk pile we kept!\" Fithora could easily out talk his silent companions he was the more outspoken of the trio, it displayed some of his opinions a curious detail for those whom may suspect it even if he was undead Fithora still carried some ideals he held before. Being amongst the unliving was still new for the boy and he was getting acustomed toward the reality that he too was a wretched creature."
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Ariavata remained silent on the journey down the stairs, keeping his focus on his mission to not fall down them. Reaching the door way he made a content sounding vibration as he reached the bottom of the stairs and heard the sound of the waterfall.*\n\n*Seeing Gran come out of the door vicorious he rose a hand and nodded slightly in greeting*"
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"author": "designatedferret1552",
"message": "The woman would sigh to herself. Seems like they WERE in the same dungeon. They indeed were separated due to... Well, a strange phenomenon called traps! But it seemed, they were in the same spot now. This place was beautiful. She dropped thr zombie, giving a thumbs up to the group, sheathing her sword... Into... Her walking stick. Was that a cane sword? Coool! \n\nThe woman wasn't injured. It was simply from chopping up zombies as they went along. She dropped the creature on the ground, it beind double dead at this point. \n\n\"Ah yes, you made it. I had plenty of fun on my side. Poor me, I was separated by a strange trap. Ripped my sleeves clean off. I'm completely fine by the way.\"\n\nShe said, reaching her arms around as she spun... Well, happily. It was the end she suppises\n\n\"Well, according to the scriptures I found on my way here, this was the end. A marbled room where the throne of value sits. I suspect that's our rewards\"\n\nShe said, pointing at the... Chest! Pretty chest. Big, wooden, shiny steel brackets. Noice"
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"author": "Yakaiyo",
"message": "\"Alright. So, do we just open it? Or is there something else here?\"\n\n*She's still not sure if this is a trap or not. For all they know, a giant stone could fall on them as they opened the chest, or poison arrows could be fired at them. She's not opening that.*\n\n\"Aria, maybe you can open it? Since, you know, you're the least likely to get hurt here.\""
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"author": "knotknotty",
"message": "A boon for their trials lay before their collective eyes' it practically begged those whom could not help resist its' seductive allure, to pry its' wooden jaw open and reveal what had been hidden for perhaps centuries by whomever had constructed this particular dungeon. Someone whom was reckless holding the fires of his boundless energy could barely hold his breath for nary a second longer, for the wonder of far fetched tales tempted the boy to peer into its' lid he could barely hold his breath any longer an observant eye could literally see his knee jackhammering up and down. The foolish youth would practically give in beginning to wander carelessly over toward their 'reward' till he neared it reaching a timid hand to poke it then immediately scuffling aback from the box afraid it too would send him falling down some pit. Grannys words of a scripture did real the budding poets head toward her his eye's glistening with a hunger to witness the unkown to find something truly fantastical. \n\n\"O' a parchment doth prattle about thee halls... What doth this legend tell t'was this once a lords treasure or mayhaps a trove hidden from someone whomst held thee tongue which could cause a flower to wilt? Could you imagine what they t'would bother storing away within, mayhaps it tis far worse than a horde of restless dead, and far more something one t'would have reason to keep from grubby fingers?\" His energy poured from his mouth he was excited even eager to pry it open and reveal the truth for himself, waiting this long was literally killing their personal little lamp. Though he had touched it Fithora had yet to see if that actually tripped anything by simply being a bit too close to it, that was yet to be seen."
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"author": "sackoflentils",
"message": "*Waiting for a moment to see if Fithora set Ariavata would casually walk over to the back of the chest and place his hands over it to the latch to open it. Looking up he buzzed out*\n\n \"Here go, get space\"\n\n*He lifted the chest lid, ducking behind the lid as he did so*\n\n*If there is a lock he would attempt to break it with one of his spears of strength*"
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"author": "eriidyne",
"message": "*Once again, there has been an unprecedented amount of death row criminals somehow escaping their holdings in numerous high security enclosures throughout Ramul Ta - Escort caravans, execution sites, and even the prisons themselves have become targets for a seemingly bottomless amount of escapees left and right. Once could call it an odd coincidence that this was all happening in the Salvainian Empire, however due to recent events of various different severity, it should not have come as a surprise.*\n\n*One of the subjects who had escaped was broken out of his prison cell in a secluded, unmarked penitentiary on the map of the Salvainian Empire. Because of the nature of this break in, several other highly dangerous criminals have been noted to escape the prison, but are activrly being hunted down. Officials, in a panic, revealed the location of said penitentiary in the hopes that numerous bounty hunters and do-gooders would rise to the occasion in order to capture those who had seized the opportunity to escape, but the main target of the authorities, the prisoner who was the main target of the prison escape operation, is still at large. Officials cannot confirm where the proprietor is at this current moment, but are certain that he couldn't have gotten too far.*\n\n*The man's name, as he was known by the criminals and guards alike, was Gambit.*\n\n*Gambit was, by definition, a master of getting exactly what he wanted. Originally, he was naught but a petty thief, but as time progressed, his skills became sharpened to fearsome extents. One moment, you could have your eyes locked onto a precious jewel, and the next moment, as soon as you blinked, it was gone. Or at least, thats what the drunkards at nearby bars would have you think. However, Gambit's skills were no tall tale, even though they were exagerrated countless times by many. He had stolen jewelry from the finest of craftsman, which was carefully guarded by the most vigil of sentinels, stolen from a bank from one of the major cities in the Salvainian Empire in apparent broad daylight, and is even said to be a master at stealing... Hearts? That last part isn't probable at all, but there have been multiple eyewitness accounts before his capture that spotted the criminal at large with an entourage of women. Wherever he goes, he goes with the motivation to get exactly what he wants, no matter the means necessary, ignoring all ideals of 'Law' and 'Justice'. He takes, never gives, and has earned a small cult following by a few who want to learn his methods and figure out his seemingly innate talent for thievery.*\n\n*It is dark. The two of you, Alkamendos and Tieres, arrive close to the Penitentiary where the criminal had escaped only but a few days ago; this prison was near a major town that was noted to be a hub for criminal activity, but at the same time, was also close to an abandoned fort left in ruins from many years past. Gambit could not have gotten far, so it was more than likely he was in one of the two locations.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*The galloping of Alkamenos' horse halted suddenly upon arrival. Yoinking the leather strapping of his steed, it would let out a nyeh whilst lifting itself from the force applied by its master once it was pulled. The steel armored foreigner began scanning the area. Any marks of the criminal that they were looking for would be greatly appreciated if he found them.*\n\n\"T'is be the place... This \"Gambit\" Hath been said to be the manipulative sort... Dangerous on his own terms.\"\n\n*He knew that this kind of scum would hang out near by mostly crowded areas, waiting to pounce on the right moment. They strive on mistrust and feed on soothing words. He had nothing but disgust for them. Whatever the case was, he sought to take down the criminal, and get his name out there to the world.*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres arrived before the iron clad stranger, squatting in the shadows out the corner of his vision, draped in a black poncho with gold roses embroidered into a chain forming a v around the neck, besides the gaudy clothing, the only real noticeable thing about the man squatting before Alkamenos was a massive scar that ran from the length of his lower jaw over and across his left eye and past his eyebrow, rendering him obviously blind on that side. As he sat a stark gleam of steel shone in the moonlight near his face, Tieres was picking his teeth with a dagger. He gave a menacing snicker as Alkamenos talked.* \n\n\"You see in the dark stranger? Or you just fond of talking to yourself when the urge arises?\"\n\n*Tieres scanned the man and shook his head, honestly it didn't inspire confidence, he seemed like the type of people the gambit ate alive, but he knew appearances meant little when it came down the wire. Tieres stepped from the Shadows, revealing a young-ish man with a long messy pony and a devilish grin.* \n\n\"Well, saves me having to find my partner for the job, but a word of advice, plans are best contained in whispers and thoughts, lets just find this guy and get paid.\"\n\n*Tieres was skeptical in truth, but he knew most heroic posers would be off in some nice castle tavern fabricating stories and flaunting nobility then doing honest hard work like this, so he Tieres assumed that he was made of sterner stuff then he let on, alas, only time would tell. Tieres gave a sigh and put a hand to his hip as he too scanned the land to orientate himself, waiting for the stranger to talk.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos expected some form of company. The prison break went pretty viral, so other bounty hunters and heroes would make their appearance known. He would turn slightly so much so that his eyes can lay on the likes of the man that revealed himself. He took no heed of detail and appearance, only of worthiness.*\n\n\"And who speaks of us being partners? First you come and laugh, then thou mocks? Give me thou name, and speak it well and with pride. And once done so I will do the same, and once we are proper and established, we shall see to being partners in arms, not brigands with knives in one another's back.\"\n\n*It was obvious that, despite his eloquence and attitude and high horse stature, Alkamenos was certainly no poser. He had experience, and education on his belt, coupled with that certain look. The look of confidence, ambition and greatness. But also the look of bravery, commitment and most of all, trust. Something rarely gained in the world as is.*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres spat a long globule of saliva behind him, his facial expression indicating he was fed up already, but Tieres had no problem working with people he might have trouble sharing a beer with, after all, he loved money more than he could hate any living being he had met.* \n\n\"Names Tieres, and we're partners because I said so, nobodies catching this guy alone, somebodies gonna end up bait, whether they like it or not, and more likely than not one of us might end up dead, of course, I would never leave you to such a...\" \n\n*Tieres gives a seemingly content sigh, staring at his nails as he stretches his hand out in front of him, giving a oddly calm smile, balling his fingers to the middle of his palm to inspect his nails further* \n\n\"...Cruel fate. I love making new friends, and keeping them. Listen you seem like the headstrong type, but I might have an edge that you don't if you catch my drift.\"\n\n\"Oh, and just so you know, I'm probably the only guy you'll find looking for this bastard who'll split it 50/50 if we catch him, if that tickles your fancy.\""
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos turned his eyes from the figure for a moment, now focusing on the many things that were in the surrounding area. He would shortly respond to the statement of the man.*\n\n\"Alkamenos Bardas. If it is that one must die, then let him die in glory, nay in betrayal. As for the wealth? Keep it all. Gold comes and goes, I care only for what is everlasting... Legacy. Now come, I say we make haste to the town near by, there is where I suspect him to be the most.\"\n\n*The foreigner fastened his grip on the leather strap, awaiting the response of the eager man who seems to be all in the wealth. He cared little for it. He had his goal and his ambition. Trivial things such as that matter not to him. It'll come with the glory.*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "\"Takes gold for the headstone to write your righteous quotes on friend . The legacy we leave is in the hands of others after we die, many a man spends his last moments dying painfully as a hero, only to live on a vague memory, I prefer to get the fame while I'm living, but I guess some people are just bound for the after life, me? I'm kind of a corporeal guy.\" \n\n*Tiers looks to the settlement, and then turns and stares at the rooms, he feels its a 50/50 crapshoot either way, but he also knows that working in teams means trusting your partner, a mediocre plan followed to the letter is better than a miscommunication during the execution of a brilliant one, Tieres nods at Alkamenos after giving a nod to the town* \n\n\"The town sounds good to me, take the lead, I'll be close, we should approach with care before we go in and start asking around, for all we know everyone in that town already works for the fucker.\""
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos would take the lead as was and tug on his horse once more. He turned it swiftly to the direction of the town. A sharp \"HYAH!\" Can be heard before the horse began to gallop straight to the town where the suspect was at...*\n\n\"I'll see to doing that as best as I can promise!\""
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres began a quick walk behind, this guy going that fast when the town was this close, anybody looking out a window facing their direction could see him for a mile away, the whole town probably heard him, Tieres kept a brisk walk until the town was in view, stopping just outside the town and signalling Alkamenos over to talk.*\n\n\"Listen, we don't know how deep he's settled his routes here, he hasn't been long, but that doesn't mean there's no chance he has help, we should find a good spot to get a good look at the people here, and plan a course of action then, I know uh, you aren't really dressed for skulking but, getting off the horse might be a start.\""
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*The warrior slowed down his steed and looked at his partner on the mission. He nodded reluctantly.*\n\n\"Aye, that is true... Though I must find a place where I may leave my steed. I do not wish for it to be stolen by any of these miscreants...\"\n\n*Alkamenos dismounted off his horse, his eyes would be on the look out now to see if there was a stables around the place so he may leave his horse at whilst the two of them conduct their business.*"
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"author": "eriidyne",
"message": "*Alkamenos would be able to spot a fairly large building near the edges of the town, which looked quite furnished and high-end. It was complete with large fence posts near the back, seeming to contain a few horses within. There were some small enclosures as well within the property in which other horses slept and were contained in, but yes; it would seem that there was a stables nearby.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos would take his horse, tugging it along as he went to place it in the stables so it may rest. Alkamenos had an eye out, though, he still was cautious mainly due to the fact that he was in a town of bandits and outlaws. He pondered on the possibility of his horse being stolen from the stables... But he wasn't certain whether it would happen or not. After all, it was an average horse, one that would be seen amid any rider that there would be.*\n\n\"We should make way to the local tavern... And if he be not there, then the brothel. Most criminals hang out at places where they wish to seek for the most pleasure for what coins they've robbed the innocent of.\"\n\n*He assumed that his partner was still about whilst he was leading his horse, so he relayed this information to him.*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres nods. While Alkamenos seems more than capable in a fight, his grandiose nature might give away their true purpose. Tieres stares at the ground deep in thought.* \n\n\"I got a plan, we go in, as uh... Bandits, just some unimportant criminals, we go in there brandishing blades and asking questions, we might get this Gambit guy running the other way, I say we go in all cool, and just, listen, let me do the poking if need be, you look like Salvianian joust tournament participant, it might not be the most friendly environment for you if you go putting your nose where people might not want it.\" \n\n*Tieres leads the way after Alkamenos dismounts, locating the tavern once he's out of the stable and looking back to make sure Alkamenos is following him. He walks onwards to the tavern.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos would leave his steed amid the others in the stables. He'd throw a single glance once more across the building before he turned and followed Tieres. Just in case he could see if there was something inside of note that he could remember for later down the hunt...\n\nEither way, with the horse now rested, Alkamenos would turn to his partner and speak.*\n\n\"Hardly would they recognize such equipment that I wear. Nay, I come not from these lands that you also know. I come from lands far off, foreign ones, ones that not many speak of. Such clothing that I wear is uncommon to almost all in these lands. I say hardly that they will look at me with suspicion, rather they will look at me with confusion.\"\n\n*The armor that Alkamenos did wear was... Oddly outlandish. With a steel cuirass modeled after a muscled torso, and the helmet lined with gold and silver, whilst wearing a white cape with strange markings on it. Not to mention the odd style of his blade, and the physicality that he posed.*"
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"author": "eriidyne",
"message": "*Alkamenos, exchanging a short business conversation with the stable owner, would leave his horse to the care of the stables, and would not notice anything out of the ordinary about the stable building before heading off to follow Tieres. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary about that particular structure; nothing you could notice off of a quick glance, anyway.*\n\n*Tieres would follow down a dark road, leading Alkamenos to a tavern that had bright lights scattered throughout two floors. As you looked up at the tavern, there would seem to be less lighting the higher the floors got, coming in to a conclusion at around 3 stories. You two would arrive in turn at a front door leading into the ground floor of the tavern, in which shortly after your arrival, a man would be thrown out of the door by a small crowd. He looked back for a moment, scowled at the two of you, and ran off into the night, audibly cussing random names out as he sprinted away from the building.*\n\n*From here, you would be able to hear lots of cheers and shouts from within the tavern, shouts for food, fights, and most importantly; alcohol. It was quite apparent that the bar was full, as all active bars should be, but there was also a possibility that Gambit could be hiding out inside this building. After all, only a few days had passed since the breakout operation that took place within the prison. There weren't a lot of places he could go and hide in, and a tavern where people normally resided on travels would be the perfect temporary hideout as a means to look inconspicuous.*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "\"The way I see it, everyone's gotta vice, and nobody can keep there hand out the jar for long, this Gambit guy likes to put his hands in other people's jar so I got an idea for a trap. We spread a rumour, some big exchange going on between two diamond thieves who are partners that are moving their stash a few steps outside the town, where we met up. If the gambit really does have an ear for this stuff, it might bring him and his goonies right out, we come out to the field, if we think we can take him we do, if he has too many guys, we can follow him, either way we have a lot less chance of this gambit guy picking up we specifically are after him, while also finding him.\"\n\n*Tieres cleared his throat, leaning close, and lowering his head* \n\n\"You got a big voice, just, you know, say some shit loud.\""
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos understood what plan his companion sought to get themselves into. Yet he still pondered whether this would work... It would seem from the outside like an obvious trick to get people to notice them and take interest to fall in for a trap, but who knows... Whatever the case is, Alkamenos decided to go with it. It isn't like he has anything better planned at the moment, so anything was good now.*\n\n\"So... About that diamond necklace that you hath spoken of to me! Aye, I have it here...\"\n\n*Alkamenos spoke is a slightly raised voice, his hand reaching out to a pouch at the side of his belt.*\n\n\"Though, I wouldn't want to discuss this further! Myhaps we should lead this conversation outside, where there are not so many ears as there are now within the tavern... And we can further discuss prices!\"\n\n*As he spoke, he waited for the response of his partner, but most importantly, the response of the mighty Gambit who was expected to be within the tavern here.*"
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"author": "eriidyne",
"message": "*The commotion inside the bar would continue to rage on. It was apparent that either no one heard, or no one cared. The people inside would continue to cheer, jeer, fight, and drink unbothered as if you weren't there in the first place.*\n\n*However, a figure from the right would suddenly perk his head up slightly. He was a handsome, fair skinned macen man who seemed to be brooding alone in a corner of the tavern. He wore some plate armor covering his arms, legs, and torso, and had a sword's sheath leaning on the table in which he sat at. It looked like he had drunken a lot, judging by the seven empty mugs that sat on his table, but he barely looked up and started to listen to your conversation further.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos nodded back at his partner, his glance being thrown around as he too was trying to play the paranoid game.*\n\n\"So be it... We meet there then and we shall discuss further on the matters of the diamonds...\"\n\n*Alkamenos stood up from his seat, turning to leave as his eyes were going about, trying to catch if anyone had noticed them discuss this out loud amid the ruckus that was the inside of the tavern. Either way, he would hasten his leave and go outside the inn, awaiting his partner to follow suit so they may \"Meet up and discuss the exchange of goods\".*"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres followed suit, he was never the perceptive type, and so his quick scour of the tavern with his eyes was fruitless, he sighed and gave a small prayer, hoping his shot in the dark plan would work, before leaving out the door and following Alkamenos out the door.* \n\n\"You know, loud and educated don't often go hand in hand, you'd play the idiot well, should join us down here when your off cloud 9.\" \n\n*Tieres tone was mocking and cheeky as he marched onward.*"
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"author": "eriidyne",
"message": "*As you left the tavern, the man that had looked up at your conversation would follow your exiting figures with his eyes, studying you two with a mild intensity. It was obvious that he was the sole figure that took note of an apparent diamond necklace, but he was still doubtful on the authenticity of the proclomation. Not anyone just barges into a tavern to exclaim their fortune, unless they were truly the bragging type. He called for another drink, downing another mug of beer with no trouble. It was getting fairly late as of now, with most of the crowd's rowdiness dying down along with the population of the small building. Groups upon groups of people have begun leaving the tavern, and the man, thinking fast on his feet, decided to blend in with the crowd as they were walking out, but kept his ears open for more conversations of business once he left the building.*"
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"message": "Reminder that this exists"
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"author": "timeforthepercolator",
"message": "*Tieres would lean forward towards Alkamenos, whispering in case anyone was near by.* \n\n\"Leave and then come back, I'll start walking east, you ride off west, be gone for but a moment then ride back, I'll try and hold out if I do get attacked, if not, then I guess I'm dead you get the pay. They won't expect you to circle back round.\" \n\n*Tieres began to part from Alkamenos at a fairly slow pace, as he walked he stuffed the pouch in a breast pocked, and gave a quick scan of the area, moving a hand to the hilt of his short sword that was sheathed by his hip. Tieres steeled his nerves and calmed his mind, he had to listen more than anything, looking over his shoulder at every odd sound that echoed through the night, he was ready to fight if anyone came close.*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Alkamenos would nod slowly towards the likes of Tieres, retracting his hand that held the pouch back to him, still clenched as if it were holding coins of some sorts in it. He'd soon stir his steed to turn and ride off the opposite way. He'd ride off into whatever forest there was to cover him... Until he wasn't a considerable distance away. After which he'd halt his steed and hold him there, tying him to a near by tree as he dismounted and equipped himself. Taking his javelins and sword and shield, he would make a quick jog towards where the previous meeting spot was. He tried to hold his head low and his presence at a minimum, readying a javelin in case he had to strike fast... Either way he going to stick to a close enough distance, to where he can hit with one. Not too close, but not too far, somewhere in a perfect medium where he can get in a good hit on the target that they're hunting.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*With her return made back home to Salvania Syele decided it was time to make attend to one of her more precious matters that was in her consideration the only thing that ever brought her any 'joy'. For once she was dressed in a particularly odd manner compared to her typical 'gloomy' or raggy formal wear, she was completely covered in a sliver wool cloak along with wearing a strange wooden jackal mask that had an almost sensible demonic look to it. She still kept a hold of her weapons despite the situation being of a more friendly matter, but nonetheless the woods had never been a safe place to journey through, but even so she still had paid several individuals a fair wage to do the same. She nonetheless had hoped that the matter that she addressed each of them with had remained ever so private to the natural of it and if it had ever gotten loose would had been severely damaging to her reputation as a adventurer... If she could call herself that since most of her work had been through a more darker means if anything.*\n\n\"Bloody hell, just a few more miles to the meeting place and I can get through with this... Boring phase of the journey.\" *She spoke aloud without a consideration to if anyone could be within the general area as well with her 'cult' like getup it would be troublesome if there was since someone could possibly get the wrong idea if they were to see her. Regardless, she continued through the forest walking rather careless with the breaking of sticks and a slight hint of a stomp to her steps as she continued about with a smile under her mask. Which to most would be a horrifying sight given consideration that Syele was never one to smile nor to show a lick of her emotions to anyone, but on this day she smiled widely with her canines exposed and slightly cramping down on the edge of her lips in excitement for the day. The jackal's tail wagged excitedly under the cloak as she went and soon she held a small pouch in her hands tightly... Almost in a prayer.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Amsu had been mostly minding his own business in the woods, gathering what he could from the shaded spots under trees. It was around these areas that some of the more useful herbs he needed for his creation of medicines. Of course he wasn't always thinking about his job, but it was good to make an effort on stocking up on things he didn't have... Like plucking some feverfew out of the ground. Alongside them he had spotted a nice plant that added flavor to food, the chervil, to which he would pluck some of it's leaves and ensure they were well separated from his medicinal basket.*\n\n*During his little expedition throughout the well known and well traveled routes of the forest, he heard the sounds of many feet trudging through the grass. As was usual for him to do, he decided to not disturb the people and continue to look for the spots that he knew certain plants would grow... Until he realized what they were all wearing. It was a very unorthodox and strange get up, Amsu would admit, but he rather quickly remembered there were quite more than just a few of them. Deciding to not get spotted, he ducked a bit further into the brush while passively and unknowingly activating his stealthy perks. Not really being able to discern who was what, this rather innocent gathering trip had turned into something much more... He had to make sure these rather strange people weren't up to something!*\n\n*Amsu would now be tailing the group, once most of the members had passed him. It seemed like a mixed group of people, some having tails, some being rather tall, and some being short. Although he didn't really feel alarmed at the time, some of them were even equipped with weapons... But it didn't bother him too much, because even he was carrying a weapon for self defense. Some of the wolves around here were rather large, so it would be stupid for anyone to come here without some kind of way to deter violence.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele continued to trail through the forest until finally meeting up with the rest of the group, most of them slow down and gathered around for the time being until finally they all held out their hands as Syele gave them each a bag containing something metallic judging by the slight 'cling' heard in each bag and if Amsu had paid a rather bit of close attention he would nice that whatever Syele was wearing at the time was a bit more grand and fancier than the rest. The others were wearing more ragged and torn robes, but still yet each had a mask matching whatever animal that their oriate bloodline was related to. Yet, if one was to pay enough close attention it would be noted each of them were of a canine oriental bloodline made up of mostly foxes and wolves in the mix and not a single member belonged to any of the other races from what one could tell.*\n\n*Not a single word was exchanged during the entire meeting while eventually Syele took the lead of the group and held a strange wooden staff in her hand that had a bizarre imagine of it of several canines running across it to form a single head. She'd continue through with the group going through a more widen clearing of the forest that held a ran down structure appearing to belong to some form of old church, but that's to say what it was being used for now as several strange banners loomed over the shattered windows each bearing a similar imagine to the staff that Syele was carrying and along with this several members had already placed themselves outside of the meeting hall and yet not a single one was not wearing a mask among the group making any form of identification impossible.*\n\n*The area itself would be more difficult to hide in as the forest lining stopped a solid distance away from the church to the point that viewing what was happening on the inside would definitely be impossible, but however there was a few tents, crates, and other things lined about providing a somewhat path of cover if one was quiet.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*After watching all of this for a minute or so, Amsu decided he had to see it to the end. This was way too close to what he had usually seen with cults and other such occult things, and if he needed to make a application to the guards or adventurers guild he would need as much information as possible. Using his rather sufficient abilities in stealth to slowly close the gap between him and the church. If it was possible to close in on one of the sides of the church without being seen, Amsu would take the chance and close in on it. Once at the side, he would utilize `spider climb` to go up the near ninety degree angle and climb up till he reached a window. If the window couldn't be opened, he would simply climb up to the roof and look for a way inside from there.*\n\n*Of course before he set off to do all of this, he would have to abandon some of the things that could hold him back... Like the basket and pouch of collected herbs and plants. With those two things gone, he would secure his metal cane much tighter than before, so it wouldn't fall off of him and leave him completely defenseless, if these cultists were to detect him at all.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Amsu was successfully undetected by any of the members of the organization during his attempt to access the church, and fortunately enough for him he was able to find his way into the church and onto an upper area that was reachable by ladder that contained mostly food items, ale, and other things of the mix. Most of the items appeared to have been freshly brought in judging by their quality and the freshness of the bread that was present among the pile, as well, he would note that there was also an odd abundance of brushes meant primarily for a person's hair along with multiple pairs of scissors. As well, Amsu would overhear the leader of the cult exchange some form of phrase to a group of people that had gathered among the the main hall of the run down church, each of them would be kneeling with their faces to the ground as the leader spoke out.* \"Irru xairs, bii ez qaab faz iz.\" *The other members of the cult replied out the same phrase, echoing through the church with a somewhat ill feeling to the phrase, almost sinister in nature.*\n\n*Eventually the leader of the cult would hint forward as one of the members at an side door and eventually a group of at least ten to fifteen oriates females in rough condition were brought forward each with their own concern look on their faces. They were filthy, wearing only rag like clothing and some appeared to be almost injured in a way, but if Amsu had an eye for injuries they were mostly partially healed or in some degree too old to have been done of late by the members of whatever organization that this was. Each one of them were lined up against a wall for the time being and were ordered to seat against it in a kneeling position as one of the other cultist members was gestured to once more by the leader with a once again odd phrase.* \"Xair, koanlo nhob.\" *To which the cultist nodded and approached the group lined up against the wall with a similar pair of scissors that Amsu had spotted before and then came a scream.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Amsu wanted to do something, but with the large amount of cultists he would just be giving away his position for no reason... Likely being captured and given a similar treatment, or worse. Like the curious cat he was however, he stayed and hoped that the scream wasn't from some sort of malicious assault on their life. If it was, however, he would have to quickly return to the city and try to get people to aid him.*\n\n*So, with a heavy heart and baited breath, he stretched his head out a bit further from cover to try and locate who had screamed.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Too bad for Amsu it was breathing too loud and suddenly as he stretched his head around the corner the lead cultist turned their head straight at him with some familiar soulless eyes staring straight into his through a jackal mask. As well, if it was any relief to the fact that he was just spotted by an entire cult with little room to escape he would soon find that the scream came from a young lady whose hair was simply matted and tangled heavily, thus accidentally causing a painful pull from the scissors... Also the cult leader signal to the others toward Amsu and soon at least two dozen of them were preparing to chase him as they made a run for the ladder, but nonetheless there was no sign of them taking their weapons so it was likely that if captured he wasn't going to be harmed... And a loud bell could be heard going off as well... Along with the sound of heavy foot traffic outside. His path was still clear out the way he came, but there was still a slight risk of him being caught if he wasn't quick enough trying to leave the area.*\n\n*Meanwhile Syele just stared at Amsu like he was the dumbest fucker in existence to crash a little event that she had put together in order to help a group of oriental beggars and homeless individuals get back onto their feet. But, nonetheless the matter would have to be address when he was captured, thus for the meantime she ordered the member handling the hair cutting ritual to go about their duties as she let out a sigh and started to make chase along with the rest of the members that she had paid to tag along for the event along with some that were generally volunteers to the effort.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*He would have been somewhat embarrassed about the group hair cutting, if it wasn't for the fact he now had an entire encampment of people chasing him down... So Amsu decided now was the best time to bail. He would run to the window he had entered through, and looked down towards the ground. It wasn't likely that there were people already surrounding the church, so he decided the best way was to just yeet himself off out of it and run for his life.*\n\n*So with that in mind, he would crawl out the window and `spider climb` his way halfway down the wall... Then jump off. Once his feet connected with the ground, he would roll into a sprint as quickly as he could and make a break for the forest. If he could reach it fast enough, he could just climb a tree and sit there till they stopped looking for him.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Amsu would had been able to make it to the tree quick enough before the rest of the group had exited the church in order to search for him, but soon the jackal leader left from the church and started to personally track for him at that time. She wasn't fast enough to have intercepted him, but at to her knowledge he wouldn't have left the area that quick, thus she would follow the trampled down portions of the grass toward the tree that he had decided to hide within. Syele would stand nearby to it for a short period of time patiently listening and observing how the tracks stopped suddenly, but given the fact that he was quiet enough to have originally enter the chruch without much detection at all she consider the fact that he could had possibly lighten up his step once he was out of the most immediate danger of the search party. But regardless, she observed the surrounding area patiently, listening closely and awaiting to hear any form of noise.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"Gₒ ₐwₐy.\"\n\n*Would be all that Syele would hear from the tree she was standing next to. It wasn't like he was going to outrun her... She was unexpectedly fast as hell. She already made it to this part of the forest when he had just gotten here maybe ten seconds ago. It also didn't make it feel any better because he really wanted to get his things... Which were only a few meters from this tree he had chosen to hide on top of. Why this woman insisted on being so determined to grab him was a mystery, but it was also very unexpected of her to run such an event.*\n\n*Someone who was so insistent on driving home the fact she should suffer, running a charity to the few dozen homeless people Amsu could find rather easily in the city... Some of those people he could possibly already know, due to the few times he has been approached when they had saved up the coin or two necessary to heal wounds and diseases. It turned out this irritating jackal was quite the enigma.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele would literally stare up into the tree with her hollow eyes and slowly pulled out a bow, which was then promptly loaded and judging by the angle she was holding it Amsu groin would be in the direct line of fire if he was unfortunate enough to actually get hit by it if he moved too fast.* \"Alright, you fucking bastard, get down from that tree or I'm destroying your entire bloodline with a single arrow.\" *Meanwhile the others in the area would had taken notice of Syele aiming her bow up into a tree and they would start to approach it slowly.* *Syele considered the situation of a minor issue, if Amsu was of an reasonable individual she would had to just threaten him or pay him off to never speak of this matter again.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "\"Why do you have to point a bow at me, it's actually rather frightening... I promise I wasn't stealing anything. Everyone was just dressed up as some crazy cult, like the one with fire that's been attacking villages recently. I couldn't just ignore it.\" *Amsu's tails would would droop to practically be tucked between his legs. He understood that they could be rather pissed at his presence over their, even at the prospect of him being a thief, but aiming weapons at him was kind of the last thing he expected.*\n\n*He felt like throwing a compliment out to try and ease the mood... But knowing this psychopath, he decided it would only have her loose the arrow instead of lower it. So, he started shimmying his way over to the center of the tree so that he could start getting down soon... But not quite yet.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "\"Because you bloody sneaking about during a private matter... Furthermore, this is a cult, but not necessarily the one that's been causing all the trouble... Thirdly, get the fuck down here no-\" *Syele suddenly released the fucking arrow almost sub-consciously because in her mind him not getting down from the tree was resisting, thus required heavy amounts of force to be used on the oriate. She also in her own way wanted to shoot him to begin ever since their little debate occurred in the city, but if he was fortunate enough the arrow would simply miss and yet came the other problem that now the tree was semi-surrounded by the other members of the group. Also, at the same time she simply blinked at the fact that she sort of just shot an arrow at him without really thinking about it completely.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Having an arrow whiz by you when you were taking your time to get town kind of ignites a person to just ignore a option of peace. Syele was a rather hardened person, all things considered, with how she conducted herself during their first meeting... So he didn't want to imagine what could be possible if they actually caught him. Deciding to do his best and not get completely destroyed by an angry mob with Syele at the helm, it was time for Amsu to get out of here.*\n\n*He'd quickly get up from shimmying on the branch, using his boots and `spider climb` empowered hands to make sure he didn't just fall from the tree and break something. From here he would attempt to jump from his tree to another... And if that worked, to continue this strategy till he got far enough to go into hiding once more. His heart was now starting thump rather loudly in his chest as the adrenaline flowed. He was actually pretty damn scared for his life, and a rather negative impression was being cemented in his head.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele was quick on her feet and while the other members of the group were slow to fall behind she was able to continue a quicker pace to the point that Amsu was actually taking aim from her more often than not in between jumps but never really taking the shot because she either simply couldn't clear it entirely or more so she was trying to restrain herself from firing again.* \"Surrender damn it! You're making this harder than it has to be, I can give you coin to shut up about this if I have to just stop trying to run off!\" *Eventually though, she managed to get yet another opening and fired off an arrow this time toward one of his thighs during one of his jumps.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Eventually Amsu decided he had enough, and would stop this here and now... Even if it meant a possibility of being caught. He was getting sick of being shot at for no reason, and it even made him quite upset when she offered money in exchange for his silence. The shot to his thigh would miss because he would suddenly stop by grabbing the branch he was standing on, his `spider climb` making that sudden stop a possibility, at the exchange of scraping his hands rather badly. Then he would quickly turn his body to face her and jumped with improved strength to go and tackle her from the tree.*\n\n\"Shut up about money you goddamn idiot!\" *He shouted rather aggressively, probably fueled by the sudden pain of his palms being sliced rather badly, since he neglected to wear tough gloves for his excursion. He was mostly upset, however, at the notion he had to paid to shut up about a charity event.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele was rather light on her feet and quickly reacted to the sudden tackle attempt by suddenly back-stepping and lunging forward into it... Along with a heavy attempt to bite down onto Amsu where ever she could possibly land it. As well, at the time she acknowledged the fact that would probably be quiet about the whole charity aspect to it anyways due to his 'good' nature, but the fact that he attempted an tackle just fueled her negative ego making her being more on the aggressive stance than originally presented. If the bite lands she would try to pin him on the spot until the others could arrive in time to at least help subdue him until they could get the matter straighten out.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*He wasn't really expecting to hit his tackle, although that would have made things a lot less difficult. He had rolled back to his feet to try and run back up another tree, but had ended up being bit in the shoulder by the sharp fangs of Syele. Why she bit him, he couldn't really understand, but seeing as he didn't have any armor... He could feel that her teeth went pretty deep in.*\n\n*Not wanting her to tear a chunk out of him after the bite, he decided to just clock it in there and drop to the floor. After digging into the ground with his fingers, presumably from pain, he would wipe at his face in a rather vain attempt to stifle some tears.*\n\n\"You really do act like a horrible person. I don't know why you try so hard to be such a monster, but it's so convincing that I can't tell it apart. Help out some people in need while chasing me down like a wild animal... I just don't get it.\" *During his speech he would occasionally sniffle, while some blood flowed out from the bitemark and his palms. Amsu would additionally be shaking a bit, since he didn't really know what was going to happen to him. Soon a mob of people would be here, lead by someone who so desperately wanted to keep such a heinous disguise, that they were willing to go out of their way to bite him as hard as they did.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*With amsu now in hand, Syele would eventually wait for the others to arrive while still keeping her canines stuck into his shoulders for the time being making her unable to speak for the time being. As well, once the others had arrived Amsu was tied up to a degree, but not before being properly bandaged around the bite wound at the time to which brought about the painful experience of having Syele dig out her canines from the wound which took some time as they were dug into him fairly deep. The Jackal didn't pay his wound too much care nor did she give a considerable amount of attention to his tears. Eventually he was brought back to the ruined church where he was laid in a separate room left alone with Syele. If he had tried to escape or at least fiddle with the ropes he'd take note that they were fairly loose if he were to wish to escape at that time.*\n\n\"Due apologizes for the matter of this, but I didn't feel comfortable just letting you walk out like nothing even happened here and even if it was for a 'good' cause. There are many people who would wish me some degree of harm for my work and even more so would prefer to harm those I helped. You see, I know you are not one to needlessly say things about others, but if you were to slip even the slightest of word about what was going on here then it would eventually lead back to some unnecessary troubles for me at some point. And I know, you wish to say that I am paranoid and acting simply out of fear for such a little matter, but I am to say I have witness just the skillful cunning nature of the criminal underworld and how excellent they operate at gathering information from even the simplest of details.\" *For once her words had a bit of a polite nature to them, while still monotone and dulled out, they were at least not to be considered dreadfully harsh as typical of the jackal.* \"Secondly, do know, I am a horrible person and if you were anyone different I would had killed you slowly and painfully on the spot.\""
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Amsu would have been using `healing touch` on himself, the scratches and on his palms curing themselves rather quickly as green licks of fire came and gone from the blood. Similarly his shoulder would have a small portion of fire on it, but it wouldn't burn his clothes or the bandage that wrapped it. Amsu knew that because it was more ethereal in nature, some little fancy effect of his healing touch for reasons that he couldn't really hazard guesses at... But if it still did the job, that was fine.*\n\n\"I'm grateful that you have an ounce of humanity in you.\" *Le sniffle,* \"I guess those people who you fear are the reason why you decide to act like such a bitch. However, now you're going to start helping me, since you wanted to try and eat me.\" *If his hands were tied behind his back, Amsu would do his best to shimmy them under his bum. Once there, he'd do a little hop and tuck his knees towards himself... Doing his best to get them in front of him to where it was more comfortable.*\n\n\"You're paying me back for the herbs I wanted to collect today. Of course I expect it to be free labor, but if you really want to cement you stupid facade I could pay you a dozen or so silver. Whine all you want in public too, if you feel like it.\"\n\n*In his head he was somewhat attempting to cheer himself up. Amsu got what Syele the Bitch was wanting to get across. For whatever reason people didn't like her, and have her in their sights. If she gets too friendly with people, they'll try and hit her close to home by abusing them... With that kind of thinking, he could understand why someone who wanted to run a charity could so mercilessly hunt him down. She was defending herself and him at the same time... Even if the dumbass could have just spoke instead of shoot arrows at him. Amsu still however had redness in his eyes, teary eyes, and a bit of mucus just below his nose. Not the most beautiful or demanding sight... But he still meant what he said.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele would suddenly walk forward and tipped the chair forward over the edge of a window at that time.* \"Sorry, I couldn't hear the last part, something about fucking off and not bothering me how some small bit of labor to pick some plants?\" *She tipped the chair over even further and basically holding it by the legs now at this point... And to Amsu dismay there was a pile of rocks below him, even if it was just a third story it would be a painful drop.* \"Also something about taking the ten silver I'm going to give you as compensation if you're understanding the situation a bit better in return for the herbs.\" *She'd fake out a letting loose of the legs to make her point a bit further to only suddenly grasp the legs again last second.* \"So, what do you say? Is that a yes to drop this situation because I got work to do and rituals to attend to as well.\" *Syele held him there for a good second waiting for a reply, there was also more to the whole cult thing than just the charity portion, but she didn't want Amsu exactly viewing that part either.*"
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"author": "murio876",
"message": "*Amsu would breathe deeply through his nose, and then exhale through his mouth. Once done with that he would try to look as determined as possible... Even though he still looked like he had cried for a rather long time.*\n\n\"I'll leave for now so you can finish what you wanted to do with everyone here. I tell no one about what you've been doing here, especially ignoring how I was hunted down by some crazy cult. In exchange, the pity money you give me will be spent later on hiring you to go with me to pick some herbs... Store bought aren't fresh enough for my medicines.\"\n\n*With his hands in front of him, he would clasp them together rather tightly. Amsu was a bit shaky with his delivery, as he had developed some fear of Syele from all that had occured within today... But wanted to not seem like a complete push over. Even if he was going to be pushed out the window, which was rather possible in his mind, his hands were now in front of him. He could hopefully grip the wall and just rely on `spider climb` to stick to it as best as he could.*"
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"author": "firewolfwolfwolf",
"message": "*Syele would just blink at his cheap gesture of him paying her to pick some herbs... For a mere ten silver, she had killed people for more coin than that. Amsu would be given a look equal to that of a killer out of patience, the ones that normally just kill the person annoying them around that point in a bandit hold up situation. But regardless, she'd pull the chair in completely and took in a deep breath.* \"You're lucky that today is meant to be a good day for me outside of these rituals, so, please kindly do leave before I change my mind on our exchange. I also will not be going with you to pick some herbs, I have hired a significant amount of coin more by just killing a few people in my time.\" *She stated flatly and took a step back away from Amsu while a few other members of the 'cult' were looming around the door to see if Syele was actually going to drop him out the window, but some at least let a sigh of relief when she decided to pull back up.*\n\n\"Now, head out and do not try to stick around... These matters are personal to me and the few people that are volunteering their time would prefer to have this matter excluded from prying eyes like yours as well. If anything else this matter is settled and if you do require a second word go to the homestead outside the seventh gate in the second Salvainia district. That'll be all, puss.\" *Syele finished and exited the room 'calmly' while the other members follow suit to continue with the grooming and cleaning up of the beggars that they had gathered throughout the day... Leaving Amsu pretty much to make his own decision on if he was to fully leave or not, but that's not to say that Syele was simply testing him at this point.*"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce silvers through the wilds. His snake appearance wouldn't be out of place, for a lamia he looked more beast then human. He's wearing his steal cuirass, his longsword is holstered on his back, he's on his way back to town. He sits down on a rock and leans back enjoying the heat on of the sun on his face*"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Wandering throughout the forest, Hynes took inwards a sharp breath, feeling the crisp air fill her lungs once more after having just spent hours travelling from the city.\nOff to the distant horizon emanated the outline of a tall ironclad figure. The person was a good 50 meters away when she broke off from an underpass, gathering herself onto the main road which was directed towards Bryce's position. She held the shape of a long spear drawn to her back, with several other indiscernible objects tied on. From his perspective with her gleaming black plated armor reflected the glow of the warm crispy sun above. Hynes had just made her way from Salvainia once more after she had come to blows with several bandits, half heartedly sparing them in the process. The encounter served to both raise her confidence but also demoralise her in the sense that it only reinforced her behavior that everyone is out for themselves. \n\n'Is it.. Right turn around that tree, left turn around this rock? How the hell am I supposed to know, the only thing ahead are trees, dirt and more trees.'\n\nHynes thought to herself, a hand up to the lip of her helmet as she ducked slightly to move under a low-hanging branch. The path from the road quite a ways away from where she was now always eluded her mind, especially when her nerves were already quite high just from walking around alone, not to mention the fact that she had just had an encounter.\n\nAs she ducked under a low-hanging branch, making a right turn to go towards a small cluster of rocks in a moderate-sized clearing, Hynes froze for a second, trying to determine whether she was even going the right way. Bringing a hand up to her spear, she gently pressed the gauntlets around the grip, not thinking anyone was around as she began to slightly squeeze it, as if she was just about to unsheath in any minute. To Hynes this precaution was all the bit necessary, and up to this point it had never let her down. It was better to be prepared to be jumped by a hundred rabbits then to be ambushed and killed off the wimp that nothing would happen."
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*It wouldn't be hard for Hynes to notice bryce, As he got off the rock, he stopped for a second smelling the air. He didn't smell anything abnormal so he took a quick look around, spotting nothing. It didn't shake his feelings of uneasiness. He hasn't come across anyone else on this trail, it's too quiet for his liking. However there's no point searching, it's probably just him being paranoid. So he turns around and continued on his path. Now that he was on guard, it's would harder for hynes to sneak past him, however his weapon and armour could get hynes a pretty penny or two. Hynes had the Element of surprise on this brute*"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Glancing up Hynes definitely had a clear vision of a very large Naga. This stuck out to Hynes as she had not seen them commonplace, usually their kind stuck to their native grounds. Even more uncommon was the fact that she had just randomly encountered one on a road far away from any nearby towns. She began to pace herself, bringing the shaft of her down as she let go of the grip. Instead she brought out her enchanted bow, placing it in front of her as she established the distance between them. She had guessed that they had been approximately 30 meters apart, herself behind the Naga, ducking behind cover next to a large tree. All this time she had been contemplating on whether or not she would attack this man. She had no inherent reason to however that never stopped her before. In her perspective she drew on the fact that no one else was around, and she was feeling light on the coin. Of course, she didn't require murder but who is going to miss one Naga. Replacing herself off from the tree she was positioned on the main road as she drew an iron fletched arrow from her new waist quiver. Placing it above her hand she drew the bow forwards as she prepared to draw the string. She was however not found of backstabbing killings, and at least wanted to give the courtesy of letting him fight for his life. From her helmet she cuffed her lips and whistled loudly\n\n**Whistle**\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 5 turns\nActive Spells:\nTotal Mana: 120/120 Mana```"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce heard the whistle as it cut thought the the silence, he didn't waste anytime drawing his sword and turning around, he scanned the area for a second spotting Hynes and the bow and arrow, aimed at him. Hynes could see him smiling, he banged his chest plate as a Signal to say 'shoot me I dare you'. His skin turned grey using his stone skin ability. Then he held his sword in a matter to defend himself. As well as scanning the area, looking for place to take cover, she had the advantage, since he had to close the distance. He eyed the trees off the path, he could use that to hide and get closer. He looked back at her waiting for her to attack preparing himself to be shot*\n\n```bryce copper\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Affects: stone skin\nActive Spells: none\nTotal Mana: 110/130```"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Hynes would notice the sudden change of skin colour, knowing that he must've have had to activate the stone skin spell. It was just like her previous encounter and honestly it possed her off more and more. Seeing him unsheathe his blade Hynes gleamed with a smile as she noted it out for being a sword. With the Naga challenging her bow it would only be right for her to answer his call. Henceforth drawing her bow she pulled it back all the way, raising it towards his head as she approximated the distance. In a swift motion she let loose the arrow and it headed right for his centre of mass.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Effects: Regeneration, 4 Turns\nActive Spells: None\nTotal Mana: 120/120 Mana```"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce dives for the Shrubbery the arrow grazing his side breaking his stone skin. Once he was under the cover of the tree he catch his side, relieved he wasn't bleeding yet. He peeked out only for a second to checking her. Bryce can only advance after she fires or risk getting shot*\n\n```Bryce copper\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Effects: None\nActive Spells: None\nTotal Mana: 110/130 Mana```"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "She gave of grimace of annoyance at his remark. After what she said it was natural for her to undermine her opponent's intelligence after such a shallow threat. This only irritated her, giving her motivation to end the fight as quickly as she could, even if she didn't have to give it her all or not to win either way. Her eyes were peeled to the trees as she stepped off from the path, being around 5 meters away from him as she saw the giant snake move through the trees. Naturally his size and sound made it so that he wouldn't be in a position to cover his entire body had he moved from tree to tree. This gave her an immediate advantage as he tried to jump at her, with his Head Cracker activated. Before he had a chance to throw it Hynes immediately charged her shield toward his direction, pulling her right arm back into cover as she pressed her shield forwards. With the Naga himself dashing right back toward Hynes she then trusted her spear directly forwards, gripping it from the end to ensure that the full length of the spear would be used. His immense size might've given him a sense of strength, especially since by comparison it looked like he towered Hynes, however put into practice his bulk only meant that he presented a bigger target, and it was surly inevitable that he would be skewered like a roast pig on a stick right here and now.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Effects: Regeneration, 1 Turn\nActive Spells: Path of the antimage: Towerbreaker Summon , 9 Turns\nTotal Mana: 102.5/120 Mana```"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*When his head cracker was blocked he only had enough to move slightly, the spear going thought his side, he didn't let them stop him he was just as much of a brute as he looked. He grunts, cough blood over her shield, he did his best not think about the pain. Now he was close his tail wraps around her spear, constricting it and cracking the wood, the sheer power of his tail, might be able to break it. With her hand, he grabs her shield trying to peel it off her. Grunting in pain as he did, He had the advantage in sheer strength*\n\n```Bryce Copper\nInjuries Sustained: Major puncture wound to the side\nActive Effects: \nActive Spells: \nTotal Mana: 95/130Mana```"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "After impaling the Naga Hynes' blow would fall flat from his center and he would just barley avoid it, having it instead penetrate his side. It was feasible that due to his adrenaline rush he could've used all of his force to continue to rush Hynes, however much to his displeasure this was exactly what she had been hoping for. Smashing her shield directly into his chest she raised it up and slammed it against his jaw as the two locked into direct contact. The Naga, being much bigger had the advantage of strength, and to her suprise he was quick to take full advantage of his tail. Her spear however was constructed out of a paint coated steel, thus it would've taken much more strength than he otherwise had when injured to demolish it. However it was apparent to Hynes that it had already started bending. Within this time Hynes was quick to let go off the spear and imminently reach for her Balisong knife. Wrapping it around her hand she was quick to take it from its grip and slide the blade up. With her now freed hand she pushed her left arm deeper into his neck, leaving an opening as Hynes threw her hand directly into the Nagas' jugular, right below his head. Fearing that he would take her spear with him Hynes was quick to follow through with an inflamation spell. Letting go of the knife that was embedded inside his jugular Hynes held her shield with both arms and brought it back towards her, covering her entire body except for her poking helmet. Closing her eyes she began to conjure her mana into a ball of gasoline, all the whilst unknown whether or not the Naga was already dead. She didn't care, all she knew was that she did not want to pay for another spear, especially from an encounter such as this. Shooting from her helmet and directly onto the Nagas head and chest Hynes ignited the gasoine, a fury of flames engulfing whatever was infront of Hynes.\n\nIt was as if a dragon itself had breathed fire upon the snake. \n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Effects: Regeneration, [Ready]\nActive Spells: Path of the antimage: Towerbreaker Summon , 8 Turns\nPurgatory Hell Purge, 2 Turns \nTotal Mana: 75/120 Mana```"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*The fire was the finishing move, if he wasn't a naga he would have died. He's throw back rolling into the tree, steam line coming off her body. He slowly picks himself and just leans against the against. He carefully and quickly removed the knife, using healing touch to heal his neck wound* \"You win\" *Croaked. He managed to add a Chuckle* \"I shouldn't have gone for a brute rush, I should have got up a tree and jump you\" *He will learn from his encounter, he's not just muscle. He learns from his mistakes* \"I'm guessing you want money from me?\" *Bryce was in no condition to keep fighting*\n\n```Bryce copper\nInjuries Sustained: major Puncture to the side. Major, now minor wound to the neck \nActive Effects: healing.\nActive Spells: healing touch\nTotal Mana: 75/130Mana```"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Hynes rolled her eyes over as she postured herself, raising her spear in accordance to his yield she respected his surrender like any honorable knight, at least this time. Prying on the handle she inspected it for damages, noticing the slight bend to where his tail had previously tried to destroy it. Turning her head she responded to his self evaluation, adding on to what he said.\n\nI believe out of anything you should learn this lesson, size up your mark. Never enter a battle you are not certain you can win, especially since you never know when your opponent has had a shit day. You were lucky for not destroying my spear, had you cost me another one then you would've paid with your screams. I won't drag this on anymore, throw me whatever coin you have- snitch or double cross me again and I promise that you will regret hatching from your egg snake.\n\nTaking in a deepened breath Hynes kept her eyes on the naga, noting his injuries it would be illogical for him to try anything at this point, so she was assured that he was probably truthful with his complacency to surrender. However she knew that another rule was to never let your guard down, and so she held onto her spear tightly just in case, prepared to dash out and skewer him at any point. Tapping her boot she motioned him to throw his coin purse on the ground.\n\nIf it helps at all, you did surprise me by the fact that you're still alive."
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*He chuckles again* \"If you weren't trying to rob me I would have married you on spot after at display\" *He joked, to break the tension. With his free hand, he goes into his pocket, holding up the purse* \"I would offer you a drink, but I don't have the funds\" *He throws the purse* \"I have one question, do you mind answering it\""
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Taking in his comment Hynes was at ease. She herself knew not to take something so seriously and hence wasn't caught off guard but took it as an expression of mutual respect. He gave her the coin, she have her another day to waste. With his final question she was curious as to what it was and kneeled down to collect the purse, simultaneously answering\n\nAnd what would that be? I hope you are not too embarassed to have lost. In regards to your previous statement, what good is a man if he can't protect his woman. Hah, anyways what is it?"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "\"Well let's be honest here, if you ran out mana and that shield disappeared. I would have knocked that helmet so I could get a look at your face\" *He wasn't embarrassed at all it was more of a learning experience* \"My question yes, will you be staying in salvainia\""
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Hynes paused herself for a second, taking in the question as she had no immediate answer. She didn't expect to be asked that so she might as well have made up her mind there and then, but she was still rather undecided. Answering back she remarked, leaning against her spear as she curled it around her arm.\n\nHonestly I'm not sure. I haven't really decided and I was just on the way to the nearest town. Perhaps I might make my way back to the city and do some work around the guild. It's not like they know what I do in my personal time so any sort of bad track record won't get caught up with me. In short anywhere where I can get some work that suits me I suppose. Say I suppose you don't know of any clients in the area that need, well *'illicit mercenary work'*, why do you ask?"
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce gets rather fast hearing this, he recovered fast or maybe hes bluffing it to look tough* \"Well I'm going to this nearby town, to get some money out of the bank. So how about you and me have a drink, and yes I do I'm a mercenary too, I have some shady contacts. But I'll tell you only if you take your helmet off\""
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "Hynes snickered at his sudden proposition. She felt like giving him a handicap instead of leading him on. The least she could do was take off her helmet she supposed, she did still have emotion. Pausing she would gently drop her spear and shield before raising her arms to cuff her helmet. Twisting it she loosened it around the chain mail and carefully raised it from her neck. Gradually revealing her soft snowflake skin her un- groomed brunette hair unfolded from her helmet, resting on her shoulders. Raising her helmet above her head she tipped it down as she simpered towards the snake, her silver strain eyes filled with vaunting glimmer. Resting her helmet onto her stomach she responded suddenly, and with a noticeable change of tone in her voice to a more matured tone.\n\nAlright pall I'll give you the jist of exactly the type of person I am and what I would've done in this situation. First off I would've acted innocent and as if I didn't intend to hurt you. Second off I would've gladly taken up on your offer then gone back to that town with you. You mentioned the bank, so either I would've had you collect your money and then killed you or kill you right here and collect it myself. However in all honesty I don't feel like it today so I'll let you off with this. If you have any contracts spit it out now before I bleed your neck dry."
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce stared at her, almost lost in her sliver eyes. He has seen nothing like her* \"At drink still stands even more so, still even if you want to kill me, I've got them written down somewhere\" *He pulls a small book with a pen attached to it, from the other pocket, he flicks though it, then with the pen he writes down something, he rips that page out and another one. He hands pages to her, with a open hand* \"I would gladly fight you again, to see that face\" *He made a soft smile, well he tired it wasn't easy, with his snake face*"
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"author": "glockcry",
"message": "\"That drink still stands even more so, still even if you want to kill me, I've got them written down somewhere.\"\n\nLetting out a playful sigh Hynes held her hand up to her forehead, shaking to herself quietly as she responded.\n\n\"Well you certainly are a bold one, or perhaps just a love hardy fool; either way it is redundant. I think I've decided to head back towards the city, I'm headed off to the guild for a special quest.\"\n\nLending out her arm she took the paper from him, padding her wait to look for her pocket as she opened it and stuffed it on. Glancing back towards him she wrapped her left arm over her chest, now fully leaning over to her right arm on her spear.\n\n\"I would gladly fight you again, to see that face. \n\nGrowing a soft grin she ushured herself signifantly closer towards him, pressing her left finger on his chest as she kept her spear wrapped around her right. Scoffing to herself she looked down and back up towards him, locking eyes. Hynes answered In a sarcastic tone.\n\n\"Well I don't entirely blame you, I mean I admit I am quite *Irresistible*, heh. However I've got a rather full plate. Don't take this as sympathy or remorse, I merely believe it would be more profitable for me to let you go and collect more money so that I could get a chance to have another encounter. If you were a gentleman I would've introduced myself at the start of the fight, no offence. I am Hynes, Hynes Bishop. If you ever feel your pockets getting heavy remember to Holla'. Anyways I reckon I'm off- catchya' later snake, don't die for my sake.\""
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce smiled and pulled her into a big bear hug* \"Yup a love hardy fool, I don't care if you want to rob makes you even more irresistible, im half tempted to kidnap you\" *He joked letting go of her\" *Bryce was acting a lot more juvenile, hard to say if he isn't just joking*"
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"message": "-\n\nFeeling her body twist and buckle under the weight of his grip she was caught off guard. After being released her left eye twitched and it was clear that she was less than pleased. She thought that she had made it clear that she had no interest but perhaps he was too dense in her mind and instead simply led on. With her eyes squinting furiously he was certain what would come next. Letting go of her shield she gripped her spear with both hands before ramming the back handle up towards his head. \n\n\"~~Baka, Baka Baka~~ And that's the fee for touching merchandise you cannot afford. Again don't mistake my previous statement for concern, It really is just pragmatism so drill it into your thick skull. Anyways I'll be off now.\n\nStepping back to give herself some clearance she raised her spear over her shoulders once more, sheeting it on her back as it slid into a tight fitted belt. Turning back she noticbly left her shield as it was bound to dissapesr at any time. Retrieving the coin purse from her pocket she turned around and began marching off, her helmet by her side and a sack of hold in her hand."
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"author": "thedevilsidiot",
"message": "*Bryce nods, watching her leave, he was half tempted to follow her, but he had her name and knew she was apart of a guild, he's sure he could find her again, hopefully they don't fight again, but that the same time he wanted too, her face, her strength, her attitude it was almost perfect for bryce, almost. He sighed and went his own way*"
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"message": "``` Encounter Complete\n- 6 Gold Rewarded to Hynes Bishop\n- 6 Gold Removed from Bryce ```"
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"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*The city may certainly have been pleasant, but being one with nature always felt like a necessity to Diao. Scooping water from a lake using a wooden bowl, she struggled against the soft currents, eventually pulling crystal clear water out. A massive golem had begun to create a fire with a porcelain pot, a teabag inside. The clinking of rings rang out as the Fae gracefully strolled back to the fire, pouring the water into the fine white china. The Fae would then attempt to sit cross legged on the ground, but the massive sword dangling from a shoulder hook prevented her. Grabbing it, the cripple would try her best to pull it up, but ultimately needed the assistance of her helper, who easily picks up the large 9 ringed Dadao, setting it next to her.*\n\n\"Thank you, protector. We still need a name for you.\"\n\n\"Of course, Diao. It's my job after all.\"\n\n*The golem's voice seemed to be similar, if not identical, to Diao's but it sounded like more of a vibration, more mystical or bell-like, rather than a human speaking.*"
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"author": "pokara",
"message": "One thing Heysel loved about her magic was the fact that being a little fox allowed her to scurry around fast and mostly undetected. She did just that, through the brush and under fallen logs, her four small legs moving quickly and in sync. She was enjoying herself until that familiar rumble in her gut came, bad thing about being a fake knight and glorified thief, you didn't always have money for food.\n\nTurning her head left, then right provided her with nothing, no smells in the forest of course and so she would have to look for another thing. People. People always had food and if she was lucky she might find some girl who would pity a fox and give it food. Taking another gander at scents and then following it to a clearing. Girl, pot with something nice smelling, check check except for the giant golem. That was not check. That was the opposite of check. Her mind racing a bit Heysel decided she'd have to approach this con like a normal person, literally like she'd done Shanalotte as in not a fox. Taking a few steps to hide behind a tree and returning to herself. \n\nNow human once more, Heysel swung around the tree and tried to lean on it slyly. \"Hello there.\""
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"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*Letting the tea steep, Diao started to become slightly hungry. Hm. Maybe a light meal would do some good.*\n\n\"Hey, protector. Do you mind if you could get me something to eat? We have a fire going already.\"\n\n\"Of course.\"\n\n*The fox would easily be able to see the massive golem pick up a large Ji, then wander away from the two. Diao would close her eyes, trying to empty her thoughts. A clear mind gave way to good health.*\n\n*The tranquility was soon disrupted by a sudden voice. 'Hello there.'*\n\n*Immediately, Diao's old fighting instinct kicked in, her eyes suddenly opening, her heart pumping, taking in a deep breath, reaching for the large sword with her left hand...*\n\n*...Until she forgot that she didn't have a left hand.*\n\n*Almost panicking now, a blue outline of a blade began to appear in her right hand as the Fae whirls around, taking a kneeling stance with her right hand pointed to whoever walked in on her, breathing hard and slightly off balance, her eyes containing a fire, burning with a ferocity that might have once matched her physical capabilities, but it was evident that she was no longer physically powerful.*\n\n*The person who walked in on her though, didn't seem to be carrying a weapon of any kind, but she didn't know. For all she knew, the woman could be part of a bandit tribe. She would have to wait for her protector to rush back soon.*\n\n\"...Who are you?\""
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel was more than startled and jumped back, the pack on her back jingling softly as the chimes she tied on it swished. Her hands immediately shot up, she had stored her cuirass and metal armor in the bag and was garbed only in her vibrant red, yellow and orange cloths. \n\n\"Well who am I, I'm Heysel, hello, please don't stab me?\" She spoke the last bit as a question due to her inherent fear of death. She wasn't a strong fighter, only a fast one and she preferred not to get injured by this one armed woman or her golem.\n\n\"Who might you b-\" Heysel was cut off by the grumbling of her stomach. She put a hand to it and laughed sheepishly. \"Apologies.\""
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*The Fae would be breathing hard, too hard for her own good. She wouldn't unsummon her weapon, but would lower it and stand up, partially because her arm was getting tired, then kneeling back down to catch her breath, but never taking her eyes off the woman who stumbled upon her.*\n\n\"....Ok Heysel. Mind telling me what you're doing here?\"\n\n*Heysel didn't seem to be a strong fighter, but she was certainly stronger than Diao was. Though Diao might have wielded martial knowledge, it was useless without the power behind it. Hence, the sword.*\n\n*Her rumbling stomach told the Fae that she was hungry. Hm. Not a bandit, maybe some kind of wanderer?*\n\n\"It's fine. I would prefer you answer my question before-\"\n\n***\"I BRING FOOD, MISS DIAO!\"***\n\n*Diao went silent as her protector emerged from the trees, a rabbit speared on the end of the Fangtian Ji. She hadn't planned on giving Heysel her name, but it seems like the golem had revealed it. Said golem would look at Diao, then back at Heysel.*\n\n\"Hello, Miss Heysel.\"\n\n\"......Hello, protector. I see that you've brought food.\"\n\n\"Yes, I have!\""
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel was about to answer with a sly remark about searching for beautiful maidens like any proper knight but was interrupted by the giant golem bursting from the woods. \"Oh hello there I-I guess you know my name now too.\" To say she was scared would be an understatement, this giant had a very long and sharp spear, an odd looking one but a spear none the less.\n\n\"Well I was searching for food you see, I couldn't find any good roots so I guess some leaves will have to do or berries, come to think of it I've seen no berries nearby. . .\"\n\nHeysel shifted the weight of her feet and jumped up, snagging a few fistfuls of tree leaves. \"So Misses uh Diao, mind if I borrow your pot and fire? If the big one is okay with that?\"\n\nMore nervous laughter, golems were terrifying."
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"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel listened intently and realized that the girl she was talking to had gone through quite the trauma, though it didn't change much for her. \"I don't care if you can't wield a sword and I think your form is perfect just as it is, believe me on that. You may not be what you once were or want to be but you shouldn't let that define you. If I let my looks define me, I'd be clumsy and a bit chubby, but I don't, I let my actions and the people I'm acquainted with define me.\"\n\nHeysel would move closer to Diao and reach out her hand slowly. \"Could you do that? Try it for me?\""
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*Heysel's warm words would hit deep, causing the Fae to smile warmly, her eyes containing now a brilliant shine like those of a diamond. From them, crystal clear teardrops began to fall, and her lips curved up into a smile. She would attempt to wipe them away. Crying in front of someone was a bit embarrassing, after all.*\n\n\"Th-thank you for that.\"\n\n*Diao's small hand reaches out and latches onto Heysel's, like a small squirrel seeking shelter.*"
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel would give Diao's hand a gentle squeeze and smile at her. \"No need to thank me, I'm only speaking truth.\" She brought her free hand up to Diao's face and wiped away one of the tears on its way down, then leaning her forehead in to touch Diao's gently.\n\n\"Don't let anyone ever tell you that you aren't beautiful, especially yourself.\""
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*A beautiful moment. Just two girls, one crippled, seemingly bonding...*\n\n*Then Diao would feel something wrap around her small body and lift her up, the rings on the 9 ring broadsword jangling. The golem was back, and it held Diao so they would be face to face.*\n\n\"WHAT THE-\"\n\n\"What is this Diao? Already? Imagine what Father would say.\"\n\n\"I'M A FUCKING ADULT, YOU NIMWIT!!\"\n\n\"And I am your protector. I advise against creating such as hasty relationship.\"\n\n\"Let me down! I'm wearing robes!\"\n\n*The Fae would flail her legs around, trying to escape the golem's grasp, to no avail.*"
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel would be more than surprised by the golems appearance, she had forgotten about the damn thing. Her hand instinctively went for her sword and her left began to crackle with energy. Despite this, she was shaking, she hated Golems, they scared her for so many reasons she couldn't say but she hated them.\n\n\"Diao. . .Should I do something?\" She of course also didn't want it to crush Diao and so she wouldn't move unless she was asked otherwise."
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*The Fae would let out an angry huff, like a rebellious child. The golem would simply look at the quivering Macen.*\n\n\"I appreciate your loyalty for Miss Diao, but you will still have to prove yourself later on.\"\n\n\"It's fine, Heysel. Ultimately, I control it, though it tends to have a mind of its own sometimes. Put me down now.\"\n\n\"Miss Heysel will have to put away the sword first.\"\n\n\"I DON'T WANT HER TO LOOK UP MY-oh shit.\"\n\n*Diao would bring her hand to her mouth, turning beet red. She did _not_ mean to say that, at all.*"
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel had begun to move her hand away from the grip of her blade and the crackling had calmed. She opened her mouth to say something before realizing what Diao had just said and what she meant because it was very easy to look up her robes. Quickly turning away and scrunching her face in red hot embarrassment, Heysel decided she wouldn't be turning back around for now. \n\n\"D-don't worry Diao, I'd never do something like that without permission.\""
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "*Once Heysel let go of her blade, the golem would finally set down the embarrassed Fae.*\n\n\"DON'T YOU EVER PICK ME UP LIKE THAT AGAIN IN FRONT OF ANOTHER PERSON!! COULD YOU IMAGINE IF IT WAS SOME SCOUNDREL AT A BAR??!!!\"\n\n*The enraged rant would soon end in a coughing fit, as Diao began to run out of breath. Soon, she would turn back to Heysel.*\n\n\"Thanks for not... You know. And sorry about that. Golem tends to be... A bit dense. Or maybe he's actively working against me.\"\n\n*The cripple would then stare daggers at the protector, who responds with nothing.*"
},
{
"author": "pokara",
"message": "Heysel would turn to face Diao and sigh. Taking a few steps forward and pulling her into a gentle embrace. \"It's alright, I'm sure he didn't mean it to be harmful in anyway.\"\n\nHeysel could sense Diao was tense and decided to try and help her relax. Her hands moved to the small of Diao's back, she pulled the crippled Fae closer to her and then began to rock back and forth, humming softly."
},
{
"author": "Diao Tai Feng",
"message": "\"It's just like a parent sometimes...\"\n\n*Being rocked back and forth, Diao felt like a small child again, being comforted by a mother she never had.*\n\n\"Can I stay like this a little longer?\"\n\n*With Heysel, she felt something else. Something different than with her father, or the golem. A warmth, one which was soft and embracing.*"
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{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*A bird alighted briefly onto a tiny metal head, which stretched down a long sleek ash shaft to its wielder's gloved hand, drawing it taut against the longbow concealed within the foliage. \nThe woodlands were completely still once more, before the bird suddenly flew off, mere moments before the arrow slowly slid forward, taking the tension off the bowstring, and by extension, the arms of its wielder. Alloces stretched slightly from atop his perch a few meters off the ground, ensconced on a particularly thick tree bough. He had hidden Ventus away in the underbrush nearby, where he could keep an eye on him. \nThe local villagers had reported a strange elusive wolf with colourful blue fur that kept disappearing whenever they tried to hunt it down. Alloces personally bet that it was more due to superstition than real threat, but it was still a bounty nonetheless.\nIt was time to wait. Before the hunt would inevitably begin. He pondered briefly, brushing against one of his swords arrayed on his back, Eins. They would only come into play if he ever missed the wolf, something that he rarely did. But hours of vigil had made him somewhat tired, not a good thing for a mercenary.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*And after a while something would catch his eyes, as two bright blue ears stuck out of a bush not to far off*\n\n*Kibaru, unaware of the bounty, was searching. To his fault, he did decide to mess around with the villagers using this form, but he was now searching for his next prey to play a prank on*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces debated for several seconds whether or not to take the shot, but he shrugged to himself, his sore shoulders and his bed back at the inn a great incentive to finish this as quickly as possible. And if it wasn't the wolf, he could probably use it as bait or some other purpose, so that nothing would go to waste. Saying a brief apology, he aimed back and fired, sending an arrow zipping through the air towards the ears. However, due to his rather tired condition, the arrow would narrowly miss, passing just over the ears and thwacking into the underbrush if not blocked.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Once the arrow zoomed by the ears, they would immediately disappear into the bush and the bushed around would rattle as he ran to the directing of which the arrow came from. He was quick to react as he normally is when shot at. Occasional glimpses of could be seen, but his full body was never reveled and he wouldn't be running in a straight line*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces sighed in annoyance at this development, shaking his head as he strung another arrow and loosed a quick shot slightly ahead of where he believed the creature would be running to, before whistling and climbing down. A rather irritated warhorse trotted out, allowing himself to be saddled with a kick to the tree, before giving chase in a gallop at the wolf. Alloces positioned both his blades at the sides of Ventus, as always, and began to draw another arrow. These proceedings would take quite a bit of time, enough for the wolf to get a head start of a minute at the least.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*The arrow would grazed his face and he would then turn and hid behind the nearest tree. And the decided to head up it as quietly as possible*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would eventually trot to a halt nearby the tree about ten meters away, looking around. Finally, he sighed, pulling out a small slip of paper and tossing it down onto the ground. As it fell, a side turned up to catch the sun, reading, Soldier. In a flash of light, a Macen footsoldier replaced the talisman, looking at Alloces briefly before nodding and beginning to search in a grid pattern, with Alloces at the centre while Alloces remained mounted with a nocked arrow, waiting for the soldier to find something. This would be a fairly time-consuming process, and several minutes would likely go by before any traces were even spotted.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would now be waiting in a tree in his Kemonomimi form, smiling down at a the solider as he waited for him to come closer. His mask was glowing a faint blue*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Eventually, the soldier would push aside some ferns with his sword, pointing at some traces to Alloces, who would move Ventus a bit closer and his for the soldier to follow the tracks. The soldier would begin following the tracks over to the tree, sword drawn and eyes searching for where the wolf was.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would make sure to be out out vison. Finally having enough, He took his bow in hand and knotted a arrow and slowly pulled it aiming at Alloces. Then having a bit of payback would shoot it right over his head. He would make sure Alloces could see him after he shot at him and seeing Alloces already having and arrow ready to fire, was ready to dodge if he needed to*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces blinked as the arrow went right past his head. He was caught off guard, but more through habit and muscle memory than conscious thought, he immediately sought out the attacker and sent one right back at him. However, due to a miscalculation in... Well, the target being in a tree, made it so that the arrow would be aimed for the left leg instead of the torso. His soldier promptly looked up and pulled back, shielding both himself and Alloces with his shield.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"Pfft\" *Kibaru almost broke out in laughter as at the terrible aim, as he barely had to move to dodge it. He could tell from the expression and posture where he would aim and where he wanted to aim, he has though quite the amount of people how to use a bow. He dodged it by moving to the opposite side, he was just a bit surprised it his lower then his aim, hence why he felt the need to hold himself in from laughing at such a small blunder. He wasn't going to luaght as a form of belittling, but simply that he was in an amused state*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces frowned in annoyance at the blunder, before tossing down another white talisman, this time with a variant of the footsoldier carrying an arbalest with a windlass lever hooked on the side. Considerably more dangerous this time, to Kibaru, as the soldier also hurried behind Alloces to benefit from the same protection that the first footsoldier offered in the form of their shield. Alloces nocked another arrow onto his bow and muttered under his breath, causing the projectile to slowly turn an icy white as he prepared his spell.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would then jump out of the tree and put his bow away while doing so. He would then switch into his stance where one hand was on the hilt of his katana and the other in the holder of his weapon (forgot how to spell it) as he look at his attacker. His moode would completely shift as he stared at the arrow keeping his consintration on more then just Alloces.*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces noticed the male jump out, and his gaze on the arrow. He did have several questions, as to why the male had fired a warning shot above his head, had been so passive, and why the wolf tracks led to the tree he had perched on. But as he considered, the more the pieces fit together slowly.*\n*After a bit of consideration, Alloces released the arrow into the air, causing it to thud into a nearby tree. With a thin screech of steel upon steel, he fluidly dismounted, holding Eins and Zwei in both hands. His soldiers fanned out to, well, not quite flank Kibaru, but more so of establishing an area within the clearing they were in, the man with the arabalest holding it with the point down, although both soldier summons kept a close eye on Kibaru.*\n*Alloces tapped both his long thin blades on each other, before pointing with Eins at Kibaru. A challenge, of sorts.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*He would keep his poses, but now his 4 blue tails swayed in the air at the challane. His ears twitched a bit, each pointing in the direction of the soldiers, while his gaze seemed to be on Alloces. It seemed Kibaru was calm and cautious, not knowing if there we more tricks up his opponents sleves.*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces glowed briefly as he casted Psionic Speed on himself, and he approached, both blades extended slightly at his sides and behind them, cutting edges tilted towards Kibaru. After all, his own fighting style consisted of utilizing a wide range to cut into the opponent's guard and disable them.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "Kibaru had no armour, simply tathered pants and jacked, but it seemed targeted as a style. His feet were wrapped in while wraps and he didn't have a shirt, just his steel like mussles showing his battle potential. He was kind of exited to see what would happen. The thumb of his hand resting on his sheathwould move onto the guard of his sword as he readied to draw in a flash*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces frowned, briefly regarding Kibaru, before suddenly swinging the sword on the opposing side, Eins, towards Kibaru's neck in a blur of motion. Due to his speed buff, Kibaru would be hard-pressed to react to it in time, even as the other blade prepared to deflect Kibaru's strike.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru to step to the opposite side of the hand wielding eins and he would back up a bit, still in the same state, still seeming like he's about to strike and he would, the second Alloces dropped his guard*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would follow him, one blade still close by to defend as he simply turned his blade around and reversed the strike from another direction. However, he would make sure to step in closer than Kibaru backed up. The katana was a long blade, and once he got into Kibaru's guard, it would essentially become worthless as a blade.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru wouldn't step back this time, but having his general speed already measured somewhat, decided to duck down. He also moved to the side a bit, but moved forwards and would strike. Drawing his weapon with his mastered flash draw, would aim to hit Alloces with the hilt to the stomach*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would reverse the grip on the blade, simply chopping down with the hilt aimed at Kibaru's head, aiming to knock him out. As for the katana, he would simply lift the other blade, Zwei, directly in the path of the wrist holding the katana. Proceeding would essentially mean giving up the hand. However, if Kibaru was perceptive enough, he might notice that the other side of the blade had been turned to face the katana wrist. It would not draw blood.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would continue his draw forwards. Stepping forwards and putting his weight into it, ramming forwards with his entire body into Alloces in the proses, hilt leading the way, but at a lesser speed then what Kibaru would have like. If his draw was still halted, he would still continue to step into Alloces with his shoulder being next to hit Alloces*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces blinked in mild surprise at this attempt to simply... Tackle him? He quickly sidestepped the rush? Charge? Attempt to ram him via Kiba projectile, using the momentum behind the rush to swing again with Zwei at the mark that he had left before on Kibaru's wrist.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru however would continue on his path forwards. It would seem like he would tumble over forwards, but he would roll forwards once before finding his balance and turning around to face Alloces. And he would sheath what little there was of his weapon back. His mask would fall of to reveal blood coming from his mouth*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would turn to face Kibaru in turn, hopping back a step or so as he assumed another stance with both his swords, both of them set in front and closer to him. He renewed Psionic Speed on himself, glowing briefly. His swords would seem to converge on a point somewhere near the ground. He didn't advance, seeming to give the first move to Kibaru.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would remove his weapon from his side, hold in his sheath in his left hand as he grabbed an arrow from the quiver as he looked at Alloces. He stared at him, but for now he seemed to be back on defence again, still not wanting to attack as he studied Alloces movements while formulating a plan*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces cleared his throat somewhat whilst Kibaru was still grabbing an arrow from the quiver, nodding towards his soldier summons. The one with the arabalest had his weapon trained on Kibaru, and he would be able to fire it off before Kibaru could get his bow, nock the arrow, and fire. In fact, those were his mental orders.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru had no intention of doing so, but he did notice the soldier and irritation would be written on Kibaru's face. He then put the sheath between his lega before drawing his katana and dripping the sheath to the ground*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*The soldier with the arbalest kept his weapon dutifully trained on Kibaru, finger hovering over the trigger. Alloces kept on waiting, noting the rather improvised weapon that he held with his wounded arm. As the wind rippled, it revealed an incredibly rusty and battered sort of cuirass that he had on. It did not look very combat-efficient at all.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru's look of irritation would be shifting to anger. He would try to not look at the soldier, but it help little. He would hold his weapon upwards in front of him as she katana shook a bit*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces continued to wait rather comfortably. He really didn't seem like he was in much of a hurry to begin the next round of the fight, stretching slightly as he yawned.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*And the weapon would shake a bit more as he looked at Alloces stretching. His tails would still before he softly said* \"One\""
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would cock his head in slight confusion as he continued to wait, frowning at Kibaru.* \"Yes, one is indeed a number and a word. Is there some significance to it?\""
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"Two\" *He said as his gazed shifted to the soldiers, and back to Alloces as he lowered a bit*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces shrugged to himself, mentally checking his mana. He still had more than enough to get through a lot more turns of this. However, he decided to begin slowly walking forward. He would stop with about five meters between Kibaru and himself.*\n\"Are you going to fight, flee, or continue counting?\""
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"Three\" *He would whisper softly before closing his eyes and putting the arrow in the ground as he wrapped his injured hand around his katana, with his blade suddenly still as he breathed out. He now had a basic stack strategy*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would wait.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*He would then grip his sword tightly and walk towards Alloces until he was just in range. He then slashed horizontally at his waist, from left to right*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would step backwards with one of his feet, cementing his stance, before one of his blades shot up in a blurring arc of steel to grate against the Katana. It would enter into the line of attack at an angle, and his higher gen speed would enable him to interrupt the swing handily, coupled with his deflection mastery. Simultaneously, he would slash from below with his free sword, diagonally from right to left, with the intention to slash Kibaru from waist to shoulder.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*But Kibaru would try to block the attack using his katana. He would stare at Alloces in wait for his next atrack.*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces frowned in displeasure at his strike being halted midway, although he did lacerate Kibaru quite a lot. He shifted himself slightly as he leaned into his original strike, pressing against his katana to prevent it from moving as he turned his free blade in his hand simultaneously to do a cut from left to right, diagonally.*"
}
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru jumps back and grabs an arrow with his right hands*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would score another strike across Kibaru's chest, and cocked his head in surprise as he just grabbed an arrow. Hmm, that was strange. He shrugged to himself, reapplying his speed buff on himself and advancing forward, both blades cutting towards Kibaru from both sides.*\n```105 mana used, 45 left```"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would thrust forwards straight to Alloces' left part of his chest*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would frown at Kibaru's strike, using his right sword, which was preoccupied on the katana's guard, to simply push the katana further away from him, and down, deflecting into the katana before it could attempt an attack. This was an action that would almost certainly succeed due to him being quicker and able to interrupt his opponent's attack. He would simultaneously skirt the left blade off the guard to let the right blade push it, and send the left blade on a downward slash towards Kibaru's legs. He would make sure to stop before dismemberment occured if he hit.*"
},
{
"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would decide to step towards against against Alloces and stry to bite his r8ght shoulder. Meanwhile he would twist his other arm a bit that was holding the katana to turn the katana to the side so the point was facing Alloces*"
},
{
"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces simply ducked while slashing, in order to momentarily dodge the bite. He would slide his sword backwards while it was still embedded in Kibaru's leg, as it had only inflicted a light cut at the start. However, as Shredder activated, Kibaru would receive a severe wound on his leg, likely crippling or rendering it unusable.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would then immediately act having expected to be cut, would grab forearm of the arm cutting him. He would also use his uninjured leg to knee Alloces, kneeing at his hardest for when he back up to avoid it to ensure he would hit him at a further range. He would also a just his blade so it was now facing a bit downwards behind Alloces, reading to hit him if he moved back. He would also adjust his bit downwards, but at a further angle. The intense pain didn't hit Kibaru just yet, but he would wince and lean forwards, on his injured leg.*"
},
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"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*So. Short and concise. Alloces would regard Kibaru's leg that was still being in contact with his blade with a hint of awe at him not trying to get the thing out. However, a blur of motion from down caused him to instinctively move his head to the side. Kibaru's leg would connect briefly with the side of his face, causing a cheekbone fracture. He would retaliate by ripping the Dao from Kibaru's leg, flipping it so that the edge faced the sky, and slashed upwards in a blur of motion, aiming for Kibaru's extended sword arm. He would also attempt to knee Kibaru back because why not.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would pull his sword back so he wasn't cut. He would also step a bit back using his left leg to stand on and put his weight on. When he saw Alloces' knee conning up, he was quick the react and used his head to counter him by headbuding his knee*"
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"author": "d.l.j.",
"message": "*Alloces would watch as Kibaru fell unconscious, sighing and shaking his head to himself. He healed his knee with Touch of Restoration, before hopping on Ventus and leaving the area to explain what the blue wolf had actually been. Kibaru's regeneration would slowly heal himself so he wouldn't die anyways. He would eventually heal his cheekbone after the knee.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru laid completely knocked unconscience and laid on the floor wincing in pain*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Kibaru would fall unconscious, but not before hearing some footsteps return towards him, muttering something under his breath. Kibaru's good hearing might be able to pick up some of the man's words as he trudges towards the bleeding berserker.*\n\n\"Had to start a fight and just leave him, didn't you... Not like that's gonna make our *Problem* Worse... Bastard undead get to him, that's another joined their ranks...\"\n\n*The man crouches down near Kibaru and places a hand on his chest. Kibaru's regeneration would accelerate, the kind of healing that only a true expert would be capable of. After that, he would feel coarse bandages and stinging ointments being applied to his body, an appropriate sensation for the rough \"Caring\" He receives from the gruff ranger. He would also hear a soft sound, like that of a fox's tail swinging left to right. The man's voice would also sound very soft, a Runran lilt to his words.*\n\n*He picks up Kibaru, carrying the man over his surprisingly toned shoulder. It felt soft and padded, and Kibaru might recognise that the man was wearing a thick gambeson as he trudges back to the village. As he slowly returns to the world of Drase, he might be able to vaguely pick out the ranger talking to an old woman, with a soft, kind voice.*\n\n\"Hello, mister Shigeru! What can I help you with... Oh. **Him.**\"\n\n\"Yes. **Him.** I would've left him to bleed, but... Well, with what's been happening..\"\n\n\"Yes, yes, of course. You leave the man to me, young lad.\"\n\n\"Thank you... \"\n\n*When Kibaru awakes, he would see the man... Who appears to be a black haired, blue eyed Kitsune, with what seems like some overgrown, poorly trimmed stubble, chewing away at a plate of bland gruel sitting on the opposite bed.*\n\n\"You're welcome.\""
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would wake, instinctively grab for the Katana that would usually be on his wait, but it took him to realized that he was unarmed, he looked at the man still enough that he would seem dead. Waiting before he reacted. It didn't seem like Kibaru was going to attack, but he was on guard*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Aren't you grateful? We save your life, *After* You fuck with us for cheap laughs. And you reach for that bloody sword...\"\n\n*The Oriate scoffs as he places the bowl of boring oats on the shelf above him. Now, you can get a proper look at him... And he doesn't look good. He's pale, with deep bags under his eyes, and a weary expression. He looks more like the undead he was talking about than the graceful face of a typical Oriate, like he's been working for days on end without a single break. His body looks poorly nourished, his face gaunt and unkempt, and as stated before growing patchy, ugly stubble. Truly, this is a far cry from Kibaru's relative proud appearance, and is more the appearance of a tired, unhappy creature who would pay anything to escape his current situation. Even his clothes/armour reflects his less than stellar feeling very well, although as a hunter/ranger this is probably more coincidental. A ragged, worn cloak is draped over his shoulders, and brown/green dyed gambeson covers his entire body. He pushes himself up, standing tall over Kibaru, although he takes a while, clearly having a poor current reaction time compared to even most average people... Probably owing to sleep deprivation.*\n\n\"I hope you're aware that you owe us, *Friend.* I would ask you for permission, but frankly, I know damn well that you're coming with me. Because, as stated before... You owe us. Big time.\"\n\n*He folds his arms.*\n\n\"We've... Gotten unlucky, to say the least. I'm not sure... Where they even came from, but... I usually watch over these forests, you see. Usually I just hunt, sometimes I cull animals if say, there's too many prey or predator animals... Keeping balance and that. Occasionally I pick off a bandit or two, let them know that they aren't welcome here. Recently, though... I've seen something far more dangerous than that... Some... Kind of horrific magic has found its way here. Undead. Both... Human, and wolf. I try to deal with them, but... They're fuckin' undead. There's a lot of them... And I don't fuckin know how much longer I can take them on alone. So I've looked for assistance. I thought it would've just been this elf called... *Sylvar,* I think. But you... You might be of some help. Because I want these bastards dead once and for all. But I can't do it alone.\"\n\n*The ranger would seem... Deeply unnerved as he describes these undead. He is used to taking on humanoids and animals, but the walking dead? Gods... He wasn't trained to take them on! How was he expected to take them on alone? He's barely keeping them at bay, although it was digging into his everyday life! The misery got too much for him... And thus, he has requested for assistance.*"
},
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*After a bit, Kibaru remembered what happened and got a sense of his surrounding as he relaxed a bit* \"First of: It was your choice to save me, so don't go and think I owe you... But I am grateful don t get me wrong. As for your problem, I don't mind helping out actually, as a fellow hunter, I understand the meaning of balance and so I shall assist you in finding and ridding the cause of this\" *His stomach the crowded and he looked at the man a bit embarest*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Ugh... At least you weren't too hard to convince. Get your ass up. When that Sylvar arrives, we get the plan going.\"\n\n*The Oriate unceremoniously yanks Kibaru out of bed, before opening the chest and handing him his sword back.*\n\n\"By the way, try not the headbutt the zombies' knees. They won't be quite so forgiving as the elf.\""
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"Don't worry, they won't have knees to headbutt...\" *He said before equipping his bow, arrows and sword. He would the look at the gash in his pants* \"She's going to kill me\" *He would the hold out his hand* \"Kibaru, at your service\""
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "*The village, in which its name illuded the silver-haired elf, was hushed and eerily quiet as if a curtain of silence had been thrust upon the homes and building that encircled its heart. Sylvar himself found a slight sadness within it, though he'd expected much when there were rumours of the undead roaming around every corner. Though when he had agreed to the strange, handsomely haggard Oriate to do him a favour once in a bar where he was performing, he hadn't expected things to be this parlous. He himself, dressed in a caped, silver riding coat, accented with a golden button on one side, with his glowing eyes and spun hair, looked out of place in such a simple, but quaint village: he could feel that as much.*\n\n***\" Don't fret, Nimroc. \"*** *He muttered to his quivering steed, stroking it gently, most likely sensing the corruption that hung in the atmosphere about them.* ***\" I lack the spiritual strength to stay here for long. \"*** *Though it wasn't like he had anywhere else to go, Sylvar acknowledged in masked dismay. His hometown exile was news that travelled far and meant that there weren't many places that hadn't heard about such a travesty, the burning high-elven gazes of disgust and disappointment following him everywhere he went in Salvainia.*\n\n*In the slight distance, Sylvar could make out the faces of his employer, and a stranger he hadn't met before. Distaste swept through him. He who seldom enjoyed working with a group of people ~~because we all know what happened the last time he did~~, would have much rather taken care of the undead on his own, but alas that couldn't be the case.* ***\" I assume our oriate friend was referring to me. \"*** *He spoke with a carefully placed smile, after sliding with feline grace off his horse and nearing the conversing allies.* ***\" Though you did not specify a third party member, Shigeru. \"*** *The slightest raise of an eyebrow.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Once the man drew close and started talking to them, Kibaru would place his mask on his face calmly. He looked at the third member and slightly bowed his head to greet him before sticking out his hand to greet him* \"Okami\" *He said as he introduced himself under his allies*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "\"Yeah, well... It's better than us going it alone. You haven't seen these fuckers.\"\n\n*Shigeru trudges on, two old wakizashis on his side. A strange weapon to own so far from Keguntan... After a little while of walking, Shigeru crouches down and beckons the two to near a rock. From the hiding location that Shigeru seems to have crafted, you can spot about 4 zombies. One Oriate zombie, the rest Macen.*\n\n\"Here's the first. This ain't where they're coming from, this is just to show you what it's like up close...\"\n\n*It... Isn't pleasant. Even from your current location, the smell of rotten flesh is apparent, and the appearance is even more hideous. The Oriate's various tails are hanging by mere tendons, and one or two have even completely fallen apart, leaving behind ragged remains of tail flesh. All of them have a glazed look, a blank expression on their faces.*"
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "*With gave a slight nod towards Okami as he bowed, Sylvar took his alarmingly clawed hand in his own gloved one... Before realising how condescending it must have appeared in hindsight.* ***\" Sylvar. My pleasure. \"*** *He said in a quiet lilt, opting to end the handshake before he felt any more uncomfortable. Instead, he permitted himself to move along with Shigeru, keeping his wits about him for any surprise attack, since you could never trust anyone in the wild.*\n\n*As they moved closer towards their objective, he couldn't help but feel the ominous feeling increase in tension, hearing the sound of incomprehensible moans and groans in the distance. Though his stomach twitched in fear, he shoved those feelings down deep in order to maintain stasis. The sight he soon beheld, when they'd eventually reached the large rock that obscured them from view, did nothing to ease that feeling, however. Unpleasant couldn't define the horrors beyond the rock face; four undead, decaying warping masses of horrors. He could just make out their races... But, nothing more.*\n\n***\" Surely.. \"*** *He paused unconsciously twisting a few strands of hair and mulling over his words in disquiet.* ***\" There are only four of them, and they don't exactly look very menacing... Unless.. \"*** *He paused again, though this time to chew his lip in thought, and then press his fingertips together, emitting a soft low whistle. From the outside view, a ripple of arcane energy would emerge from his palms in an outward pulse. In reality, he was testing the waters here, scanning the area for any presence of dark magic that he could recognise. Dark elf magic had an oily sensation, almost like he was being slathered in tallow. Sylvar could feel no trace of it here, however, and instead felt a strange pulsating sensation, almost as if they were a..* ***\" Hive mind? Ynris above, this is more serious than I thought... How many did you say there were again? You've managed to vanquish some, I assume? \"***"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would start to wonder if this Elf would be able to handle this situation. Kibaru would follow and when he got close, he would dig his hand in behind his mask.* \"I feel empathy for these poor creature that has been ripped from the release of deaths embrace. And I mean no offence to them, but maaan my poor nose\" *When he spoke, it was clear that he was holding his nose. He was also slightly getting mad at this situation, who or what ever is behind this would surely pay for the sin of the highest order*\n\n*Kibaru would take his bow off of his back and knot an arrow on it, trying to bare with the stench. The arrow wasn't drawn, but was facing down, Kibaru was ready to attack and waited for his companions to ready, or for information he still needed*"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Sylvar's whistling would alert him to the hivemind, and it's... A powerful sensation, one that fills him with dread. Although the number is unclear, let's just say that you will have a challenging time taking them all on...*\n\n\"Ugh...\"\n\n*The ranger rubs his eyes.*\n\n\"I think about... Ten, fifteen... And a Wight pulling the strings. I've seen the man who's summoned them all, and he isn't too tough looking.. It's just a matter of actually getting to him... And you, you better be good with that bow..\"\n\n*From the back and sides, the situation starts to look bleaker. A soft groan or two can be heard from behind the group by Kibaru's excellent hearing. They don't seem aggravated yet, but they'll find the three of you soon enough.*\n\n**Battle is gonna start and I'll grab the battle maps when I can**"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would then pull the string and aim a one further of, aiming for the head* \"Think if I took one out, they would know from where it came from?\" *He whispered softly*"
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"author": "unwrd.",
"message": "*( I shall respond tomorrow morning when I awaken )*"
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "*Sylvar fell into silence for a moment, trying to weigh up his options. The uncomfortable trepidation still lingered, making it a struggle to think. Though the undead couldn't exactly see them from this distance, it was clear that whoever controlled them, especially something so foreign to him such as a Wight, it was all an unpredictable situation to him: one that he found he could not control so easily.*\n\n***\" I'm not sure.. \"*** *Not sure about what? Not sure he could handle this? That going blind into battle would be the best idea? God, he's never been like this before. Ever since he and Ashnard became allies.. And it wasn't exactly reassuring, seeing the blatant worry on Shigeru's countenance.. Sylvar wringed his gloved palms together in unconscious aggravation, before taking a sharp, hesitant intake of breath.*\n\n***\" The moment that arrow hits an undead, our presence is revealed. Though it isn't a bad idea, we need a method of attack we've been seen. \"*** *Optimism. That's what he—That's what __they__ required, right now. Though the pressure to question the situation, the risk... Though Sylvar wanted to talk about the fear that sat at the bottom of his stomach and compressed his throat. He doesn't. Instead, he does the one thing he hated and fell into darkness. Dark elf magery, from what he'd seen from a distance, was difficult, chaotic, and terrifying, but as he felt his skin begin to blur, and a crimson cast fall over his irises, none of that seemed to matter now.* ***\" I hope either of you have a back up plan. \"*** *He said to no one in particular, conjuring a dark blade in his palm.*\n\n***Blurry: Toggled on***\n***Shadow Blade used: Costing 15 Mana***\n\n```Remaining Mana: 135/150```"
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"author": "unwrd.",
"message": "*( btw if you don't understand the first paragraph, I don't either )*"
},
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru smiled as he would pick the one that looked the most intact as he saw that one as a bigger. He was a slight bit irritated with Sylcar's negative vibe but would a sure him* \"I might not look it, but I have dealt with far worse, worse enough to have a default back up plan by now\" *He whispered as his tails slowly stoped moving and his breath silenced*"
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"author": "unwrd.",
"message": "*( edit: \"We need a method of attack once we've been seen.\" )*"
},
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*As you talked amongst yourselves, the zombies began to grow aggravated, smelling something... Good, a delicious meal of three healthy men. They start to wander, trying to find the smell's origins. The Macen zombies don't do a very good job of finding you, but the Oriate Zombie's keen hearing allows it to hone in on the two's location through their whispering... And it begins to walk straight for the rock you are hiding behind. You have one chance to make your move... Before it sees you, and the swarm begins to hone in on its prey. Kibaru might also want to be careful, as he heard lurching footsteps from behind the group...*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would release the arrow once the Oriate zomby was close enough to not dodge it. He would do so quickly in attempt to quite it before the other could find them. He aimed for the left eye*"
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "*Despite the uncanny feeling and sheer horror that combined within the pits of his stomach, despite the fear that lingered like cold hands upon his spine, despite the inherent distaste he carried for this suppressed nature that he'd worked so hard to smooth, fold and tuck away, Sylvar forced himself to portray a state of stasis. At first it would be terrifying because you are unearthing something hidden, he remembered his mother's whisper despite his efforts to forget, then it would be sickening because you'd refused to change, and soon the feeling would die down, and your nature would become whole. Sylvar swallowed hard and shuddered as Kibaru shot his arrow with mere ease, more afraid of messing up than the slowly approaching undead horde.*\n\n*It was only when he sensed a lone undead Macen within the space of his view, that he decided to act. Flicking his wrist with a graceful motion, he sent the conjured blade soaring in a straight trajectory towards the zombie's head, Sylvar silently hoping that the dark magic contained within the blade would override the mental bond it shared with the other four. He wouldn't say a word afterwards, too anxious to trust himself to speak in complete sentences, and instead leapt up from behind the boulder they'd hidden behind, pulling out two of his rondel daggers in the process. He hoped that being blurred and silent, no matter how nauseous it made him feel, would hide him at least a little from the preying eyes of the zombies - especially because if it didn't, he didn't know what he would do if two or more managed to attack.*\n\n***\" Shigeru, you stated there were more undead in the vicinity. Do you know- Have you any idea where they may be? \"*** *He said, slightly averting his gaze towards the oriate, the worry evident upon his voice. A surprise attack would prove deadly, for all of them.*\n\n**Blurry: Still toggled on**\n**Silent: Toggled on**\n**No spells used**\n**3 mana regained**\n\n```Remaining mana: 138/150```"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"Lets do this\"*Kibaru said mind of exited. He would then jump onto of the stunned Oriate, hoping to knock it over. He would then, whether it was knock over or not, proceed to bash in its skull with a full forced punch.\n\nHe would hear the laughter and try to pinpoint it afterwards.*"
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "**FLAVOUR -** *It was sickening to hear the crunch of decayed bone as his sword destroyed the undead's head. Evident was the sheer destructive power of dark magic, displayed right before their eyes. Still, there was a sullen uplift that returned to Sylvar's resolve upon recognition that these beasts were able to be taken down; just through desperate methods. That slight rejoice was immediately dampened by the sudden closing in of plentiful undead; each more terrifying than the last, and one heading in a straight path for him. His hand shook as they neared, his breathing more shallower now. From further away, the elf could just about handle the undead, but up close.. He wasn't so sure.*\n\n**ATTACK -** *As if by instinct, his fingertips lit up in the colour of gold and sparks began to crackle between fingers. He raised them, Shigeru's failed strike at the corner of his view, and electricity charged in a straight bolt within his palms. In a flurry of panic, he turned swiftly and sent the conjured lightning arrow straight towards the* ***Horned undead's head****, hoping that it would do __something___, and proceeded to draw a rondel dagger in each palm afterward.*\n\n**FLAVOUR -** *Assuming the attack was successful, Sylvar would turn back towards Shigeru, keeping an eye and ear out for any zombies that came close.* ***\" This is not the time to panic at all, Shigeru! \"*** *He snapped amidst the panic and the fear that overtook them.* ***\" Would you care to die a coward? Think! Aim for the head, clear vulnerable points, not their chests. Let go of fear, or we will __die__. \"*** *He wasn't so sure if this was aimed at himself or his ally.*\n\n***Sylvar uses Divine Charge (15 mana) against the oncoming Oni.***\n**Blurry: Toggled off**\n**Silent: Toggled off**\n\n```Remaining mana: 123/150```"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Kibaru's fist would pummel the Oriate zombie's corpse, and begin to crack its rotten, decaying skull, little more than feeble grunts coming from the ghoul's mouth. However, Kibaru taking the time to destroy the Oriate completely took his attention off of the nearby zombies... The nearest zombie grabs tightly onto his back, biting firmly into his shoulder and trying to pull back, tearing at his skin in the process. It's horrifically painful, especially now that the zombie's infected, filthy spittle begins leaking into Kibaru's open bite wound. Kibaru is able to pinpoint the laughter: it's distant, but it seems to come from the northeast.*\n\n*Sylvar's electrocution attack doesn't hurt the Oni in any way, unfortunately. Instead, the Oni is dazed for a moment as the bolt blurs its vision and distorts its hearing even worse than it already is. It still manages to hit Sylvar, its incredibly strong arms slamming into his chest and breaking a rib or two, but it does pause after that, as its mind struggles to adapt to its newfound lack of senses.*\n\n*Shigeru takes Sylvar's advice in mind, and swings at the Oni Zombie's neck with his wakizashi. It's not exactly the cleanest or best calculated of swings, and doesn't even take the zombie's head clean off, but it knocks the Oni Zombie back a little and causes it to be even more bewildered, enough that it gives Sylvar a bit more breathing space. It does also... Drench Shigeru and Sylvar in rotten blood as it spurts from the undead's jugular, which is less than pleasant both to look at and to smell.*\n\n*The Oriate ranger, clearly unnerved and disgusted by the blood soaking into his gambeson, looks toward his Dark Elf mercenary and back at the Oni, ashamed of his poor prowess, mostly spurred on by a lack of sleep or even rest.*\n\n*The remaining zombies continue their onslaught, trudging towards the closest person to them. Now, each fighter has two zombies gunning for their flesh.*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "*Kibaru would pummel in the Oriate's skull and would quickly whisper* \"Return to thou ancestors\"\n\n*Suddenly He was caught of guard and biten, out of pain and already rage, would last back at the zombie like an animal. Claws and Gangs drawn, not even thinking before he would bare his fangs for the neck as his claws would dig into the shoulder to hold his prey down so he could bit and rip out is neck. Kibaru would probaly regret it with a foul taste in his mouth and stuck to his nose, but count think about that.*\n\n*All though animalistic from the pain, he would still keep the other Zombie in mind, ready to counter attack if it got closer*"
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"author": "Sylvar Cramorn * The Icy Musician",
"message": "**FLAVOUR -** *If there was any way this situation could have gone any better... It didn't, much to Sylvar's chagrin. The failed strike and incompetent cut to the oni's neck only seemed to grind salt into the wound, and the now blood drenched elf was seconds away from having a extensive, well desired fit. Pain seared through his chest where the oni undead had struck, sending him stumbling backwards unto the boulder.* ***\" Thank you, but.. You.. You said you've bested these beasts before. \"*** *He managed to snarl through gritted teeth, narrowing his eyes struggling to breathe through the stench of rotting blood and flesh, and that damned broken rib.*\n\n***\" Liar. \"***\n\n*Oh heaven's above did he wish to be any place but here.*\n\n**ATTACK -** *There was a silver lining to every dark cloud, however. And it managed to present itself right before Sylvar's eyes. Their combined attacks had dazed the wretched thing, allowing him to make the attack that he was so certain Shigeru wouldn't make. Cursing every demon, devil and oni undead out there, he lunged, drips of blood and mangled flesh flying into his hair as he moved, and swung his right hand, slamming the rondel blade into the undead's skull, expecting his speed and strength combined to take out the zombie for good.*\n\n*In the same smooth motion, he retreated, stammering a prayer to Kanas, feeling the cold sensation of the spell wash over his body, creating a golden, fluid barrier as some sort of second skin. Since the undead favoured blunt attacks, this would serve well to deflect most of them. Hopefully.*\n\n***Sylvar attacks the dazed oni one last time, and then use Kanas' Protection (aka Aural Fortification) for 21 mana***\n***3 mana gained***\n\n```Remaining mana: 105/150```"
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"author": "Deleted User",
"message": "*Since the Shadowed Eclipse requires a turn of being completely still in order to work properly, the rune sits, inert.*\n\n*However, Kibaru's onslaught, using Denki Ha, brutalises the wight anyway, his head being forcefully removed by the powerful strike. His rotten, blackened blood drips from his severed neck, and the Project Barriers dissipate harmlessly. The body hits the floor with a large, metallic \"Thud\".*\n\n*Shigeru pants and pants as he looks at the carnage around the group. Corpses and corpses surround the trio, the stench becoming overpowering as the adrenaline wears off. The Oriate ranger looks to the dark elf and the fellow Oriate for a moment, and then back, as he decides not to force himself to look at Kibaru's torn flesh any longer.*\n\n\"Uhh... Yeah. Yeah, just... Just come with me, I'll get your money, heal you up **Again,** And we'll be... We'll be on our way..\"\n\n**Quest Complete! Woo hoo!**\n\n**Although the quest was supposed to be moderate, I feel like I'll bump the rewards up a tad because of the mission's length.**\n\n**5 gold each, and +5 UP. Anything you take off of the corpses or animals is fine too. Hint hint, Oni Zombie...**"
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"author": "unwrd.",
"message": "*( 😂 that was a waste*"
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"author": "b.r.i.t.z",
"message": "\"It'll heal in a few seconds\" *He said as it already looked minor as he panted to*\n\n*He would then step on and crush the head of the wight to insure it says dead* \"Might want to burn the rest, just in case\" *He said. He wouldn't take anything from the forced undead as it went against his believes. If they were killed by his hands, and not put to rest again by his hands, then maybe it would have been fine*"
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*It was perfect. The eldritch being had been able to track a small caravan of two, along with 3 guards. They seemed to be relatively calm, and unsuspecting of anything.*\n\n*What they didn't know was that they were being stalked by a truly terrifying monster.*"
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"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar would've been stalking this couple and the guard for a long time, long enough see the material that they had, there was two halberds man, those two would be the biggest threat as they have helmets which wouldn't allow him to bite their head off,there was a swordsman, he would be relatively easy to kill as he doesn't have a helmet and that his cape would be easily grabbed, and the two people riding the horse, they don't have armour but the man has a saber and the horses may be a problem*\n\n*Zalgar would quickly go from the tree he is in into the one nearest to halberd 1 and the woman, due to the fact that his race makes less unwanted noise while moving, and that he had a lot of arboreal mobility, the only thing that they could have done to detect zalgar would be just seeing a glimpse of orange and black going extremely quick but since zalgar was above them, and that they weren't on alert, the chances of this where lower than average.*"
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar may certainly have been quiet, but it wasn't enough to completely hide his presence. While his own noise may have been reduced, it wasn't completely negated. The guards quickly take up protective stances while talking to the two on the horses.*\n\n\"Get off. Something's here.\"\n\n*The two agree, and get off.*\n\n\"Why are we stopping? We don't have time for-\"\n\n\"I heard something. Something big.\""
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar would of course have been able to hear that they heard him, but even tough that was kinda bad it had to happen at some point so it's not a really big deal, definitively annoying but not too much of an issue*\n\n*Zalgar would slowly make his way toward halberd 1, doing the best he can to do the least amount of noise possible, and when he is in reach,he would whit his tentacles, tails and his arms grab his halberd*\n\n```zalgar grabs the halberd of 1 and pulls it whit all his strength and members, except his legs\nNote: zalgar has 6 base strength, 2 arms, his tail which pulls whit the same strength as it's two arms, and two tentacles which pulls whit the half the strength of his arms arm```"
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar's far stronger than an ordinary guard, and is able to pull the halberd up. Though, the guard would graps onto it, being lifted into the air, attempting to yank it down so that the hook of the polearm would end up striking an appendage.*\n\n\"Something's in trees!\"\n\n*The other two guards immediately draw their weapons. The horses, being frightened, run off, leaving the party completely alone.*"
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar, even tough he got wounded, didn't care the slightest bit about the wound, he had regeneration for a reason,and due to being up in the tree, the only thing that could hit him would be the second halberds man.*\n\n*Zalgar would lift the halberd man up to his height right in front of his second mouth, whit a big grin on his face like usual,he would then slam him agaisn't the tree whit all his weight and strength, tree's are strong so it should still stand after that*\n\n\nZalgar slamed the halberd man agaisn't the tree, should be an heavy blunt strike considering he has \"No\" Weapon```"
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Halberd 1 ends up getting battered and disoriented from being throw into the tree, but the angle of the strike doesn't lead to much. Halberd 2 tries to stab the abomination, while the swordsman draws his blade.*\n\n*The other two begin to run.*"
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar would his members from the halberd then use his tale to grab himself to a higher branch then pull himself up, after that he would swing toward the couple, reaching out to grab them whit it's tentacles and his tail, he he grabs them, he would pull them up and t, i suoward it's mouth if he has enough time for it, he would bite their head off*"
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar's barely able to dodge the halberd stab, and his felinid genes allow him to jump quite close to the man, who ends up backing away and drawing a saber.*\n\n*However, despite his height, even eldritch beings have to land. In this, the halberd ends up hooking one of the being's legs. The man also threatens the felinid using the saber in front of him, though he doesn't seem to be skilled in it.*\n\n*The halberd wielder that was slammed into the tree has now recovered. The swordsman rushes to get the woman away.*"
},
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"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar would simply have his tentacles distract the halberd man by having them fake wriggle in his direction, in the heat of battle this could seem like they are trying to attack him, zalgar's tail would just grab the leg of the man whit the saber.*\n\n*After that he would his his tentacles grab to the branches above him to swing toward the woman and the guy whit the sword so she wouldn't be able to escape, he would of course be dragging the man along whit him, having him dangerously close to his second mouth, due to the man not being train and zalgar having very thick skin, his saber shouldn't really be able to do a lot of damage*\n\n\"T̶h̷e̸r̴e̶ ̸i̴s̶ ̵n̵o̵ ̸e̷s̵c̴a̴p̶e̸.̶ ̵N̵o̷w̷ ̸i̷f̵ ̴y̶o̸u̸ ̸d̵o̴n̸'̵t̸ ̸w̸a̵n̷t̵ ̸m̵e̴ ̷t̵o̵ ̷b̸i̷t̷e̶ ̸t̵h̴e̴i̶r̶ ̵h̸e̶a̸d̶ ̴o̴f̷f̸,̸ ̸y̸o̴u̸ ̴w̸i̶l̵l̶ ̴d̶r̴o̴p̴ ̵y̷o̵u̵r̸ ̶w̵e̸a̸p̶o̸n̷,̷ ̷k̶i̶c̷k̶ ̵t̵h̴e̴m̴ ̶t̵o̴w̵a̵r̵d̶ ̸m̸e̶ ̸a̴n̴d̶ ̴b̵a̵c̸k̸ ̷u̶p̶ ̶t̶o̷ ̸t̸h̵e̶ ̷t̶r̴e̶e̸ ̷W̶h̵e̴r̷e̶ ̵I̷ ̵s̴lammed one of your halberd man.\""
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar pulling himself would drag the saber wielding man by his feet, causing him to yelp out. However, he wasn't stupid, and saw this as an opportunity to try and stab Zalgar in the eye.*\n\n*The halberd wielder is confused by the wriggling tentacle, but takes a swing anyway, landing a small cut on it.*\n\n*The swordsman turns back, taking a slash at the abomination.*"
},
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"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar's tentacle would've lowered and brought the man in between him and the swordsman, making the man take a big cut on his back blocking the hit, the saber stab would've instead hit his teeth due to him having been lowered, and for the small cut, it would heal extremely rapidly*\n\n*Zalgar would then have used his tentacle to force the saber out the man's hand,grabbing it in the process, after that he would unhinge his second mouth and bring the man's head in his mouth, he wouldn't close it yet*\n\n\"L̵a̶s̵t̵ ̴c̶h̷a̴n̸c̴e̶ ̶t̴o̸ ̵o̶b̸e̴y̸ ̸a̶n̷d̴ ̷h̷a̵v̶e̵ ̴t̵h̴e̵ ̶m̴a̶n̸ ̷t̸h̸a̶t̷ ̵y̵o̶u̶ ̵n̸e̶e̵d̸ ̶t̷o̴ ̸p̶r̷o̸t̸e̴c̵t̷ ̶s̶u̶r̶v̶i̶v̸e̴,̸ ̵a̵n̴d̸ ̶i̴'̵m̷ ̸s̴u̵r̵e̵ ̸t̷h̸a̶t̸ ̵t̵h̷e̶y̸ ̶w̴o̸u̵l̴d̴ ̴t̸o̵t̸a̶l̶l̸y̸ ̷b̶e̸l̷i̷v̵e̸ ̷y̴o̷u̸ ̴t̴h̶a̸t̸ ̵a̴ ̶m̴o̵n̷s̸t̶r̶o̴u̴s̵ ̴b̷e̶a̵s̵t̶ ̵w̴h̸i̴t̶ ̶t̴w̶o head that isn't documented anywhere killed the one you needed to protect, they wouldn't think at all that you killed him to take his money.\""
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*The saber glances off Zalgar's teeth, and it hurts. A lot. He's able to barely hold it in though. The saber also clatters to the ground, lost in the grass.*\n\n*The swordsman stops the cut mid swing, looking at the monstrosity in front of him.*\n\n\"And who says we can't kill you?\"\n\n*Zalgar's hearing allows him to hear the halberd wielders behind him moving. He should act soon, otherwise he might find a blade in his back.*\n\n*Meanwhile, while running, the woman trips on a root and falls, yelping out. The swordsman turns towards the noise, and it can be assumed the other guards do as well.*"
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar would walk toward the swordsman while he was distracted, both tentacle would grab it's arm,the one holding the sword, it would twist it and then pull it toward him, once in range, his arm would also start to pull until his main head is in range to bite the man's neck, it should normally take a rather large piece of flesh, which zalgar would promptly swallow, but he would stop moving away from them even after having eaten the throat of the swordsman, if he has the time he would use his healthy tentacles to grab the swordsman sword.*\n\n\" T̵h̴i̷s̴.̵ ̵A̶n̶y̶w̸a̸y̷,̵ ̷o̶n̸l̶y̸ ̴t̷w̴o̵ ̶o̸f̷ ̶y̴o̸u̸ ̸a̸r̶e̵ ̴l̵e̵f̵t̵,̶ ̵d̷r̴o̸p̷ ̶y̵o̵u̵r̷ ̶w̵e̵a̷p̸o̶n̶,̷ ̶s̸l̸i̶d̸e̶ ̶t̴h̷e̴m̸ ̷t̸o̵w̴a̵r̴d̵ ̵m̸e̴,̷ ̴a̷n̸d̷ ̷I̶'̵l̵l̴ ̴l̸e̶t̴ ̴y̷o̸u̶ ̴a̶l̶l̴ ̶g̷o̸,̴ ̴w̴i̴t̴h̷ ̴t̴h̶e̶ ̷o̴n̸e̶ ̵y̶o̷u̸'̴r̵e̶ ̴s̷u̵p̸p̶o̵s̵e̴d̵ ̵t̵o̶ ̸p̴r̴o̴t̴e̴c̸t̴.̵ ̸O̷h̸,̶ and let's not forget this forest has a lot of dangerous animals. The woman without a weapon or armour couldn't dream to even make it out alive.. \""
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*The swordsman would end up being disarmed and pulled by Zalgar, but he doesn't immediately allow him to bite out his neck. That would be stupidity. Instead, he uses his forearm to block the bite, and the felinid ends up taking a chunk out of that instead.*\n\n*Zalgar would indeed be able to grab onto the sword, but he soon hears a yell from behind him, along with a weapon being hefted into the air.*"
},
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"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar, having hear that someone was telegraphing an attack,zalgar would take the fact that he already had a grip on the swordsman, he would lift him a few centimetre off the ground,and take a good swing, using all the power in his hip, arms and tentacles to hit the head of halberd 1, meanwhile, the tentacles holding the sword would thrust it at halberd 2's head, zalgar would also start to close his second mouth a bit on the man's head, not enough to be deadly, but enough to make the man start to scream due to pain*\n\n\"Y̸o̵u̷ ̴a̷r̸e̸ ̵r̸u̴n̵n̸i̶n̶g̸ ̵o̵u̴t̴ ̷o̵f̵ ̸t̴i̷m̵e̸,̵ ̴d̸r̶o̴p̶ ̵t̷h̵e̵ ̸w̸e̶a̵p̷o̴n̶,̷ ̷o̴r̸ ̶n̵e̴x̷t̸ ̵t̸i̶m̶e̴ ̴i̵t̵ ̵w̸o̴n̶'̵t̶ ̶j̵u̴s̶t̶ ̷b̵e̷ ̵t̷o̶ ̵m̵a̴k̴e̶ ̶h̷i̷m̴ ̵s̸c̸r̵e̴a̷m̶,̸ ̵a̸n̷d̶ ̷y̴o̴u̴r̶ ̸a̶t̶t̵a̶c̵k̸ ̸a̵r̸e̴ ̷j̸u̵s̶t̶ ̵n̵o̴t̵ ̴g̶o̸i̷n̸g̸ ̸t̵o̶ ̶w̸o̷r̵k̴,̴ ̵I̵ ̶w̵a̷s̵ ̸e̷a̸s̴ily able to lift one of you earlier with no problem, what makes you think now would be any different.\""
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar would be able to successfully throw the swordsman into the first halberd wielder, but the heavy polearm would continue to move, cutting deep into his unprotected shoulder.*\n\n*Halberd two simply deflects the one 'handed' sword thrust and takes a stab at Zalgar's side. The spike ends up piercing deep, and if the fight didn't end soon, it would spell disaster for him.*\n\n*The man would end up with his head being bitten.*\n\n\"We'll kill whatever you are!\""
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar, after being hit, would fully close his second mouth on the man's neck and then throw the man's body on the ground violently, after that he would turn around and run toward halberd 2, grabbing his hand whit his tail and twisting it so he couldn't use the halberd, his hands would grabs the man other arm, and whit his two tentacles he would slide the sword in the opening for it's eye, all the while doing a demonic screech.*"
},
{
"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*Zalgar successfully tears out the neck of the man, and the swordsman backs off to try and recover from his horribly bleeding arm.*\n\n*The woman looks back, screams, and runs. She's not too important.*\n\n*The halberd wielder finds himself immobilized and a sword being thrusted at his face. He turns his head to the right, and the point would impact the side of his helmet instead.*\n\n*Zalgar seemed to have forgotten about Halberd 1, who takes advantage of Zalgar's open mouth and punches him in the teeth.*"
},
{
"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*First of all, zalgar would extend his jaw forward and tilt his head downward , causing the punch to go above the teeth, zalgar would then quickly close his jaw on the man's arm, after that, zalgar's tentacle would slide the blade into the helmet's opening, carefully moving the same way as the helmet moves, and as soon as it's entered the slit, they would thrust the sword again,if the hit is successful, zalgar's tail would quickly grab the halberd*"
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*The tentacles wouldn't have enough structure, as it has no bones, to completely stop the punch, but a lot of the force is negated. The swordsman grabs the tentacle with the other hand, trying to pull it off.*\n\n*Halberd 1 gets bonked on the head, knocked out by the powerful blow.*"
},
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"author": "zalgar",
"message": "*Zalgar, having already knocked out the halberd's man and whit that strong of a blow, he had quite a bit of time before he would get up, so the only thing that he had to worry about, was finishing of the swords man.*\n\n*Zalgar would've used the fact that he was trying to pull of his tentacle by getting closer to him, close enough that the man's head, and zalga's second mouth where face to face, zalgar would of let his tail have the halberd back, keeping it far away from the swordsman, he would grab both his arm whit his hand and twist them, to then lift him of the ground so he the man would be at his height, he would then say*\n\n\"L̴o̴o̶k̷ ̴a̸r̷o̶u̵n̶d̴ ̶y̵o̴u̶ ̷f̶o̸r̵ ̷o̴n̴e̸ ̴s̷e̶c̵o̶n̵d̸,̷ ̸a̵l̵l̴ ̶y̴o̶u̷r̸ ̶a̵l̵l̴i̴e̶s̶ ̵a̸r̴e̶ ̶d̸e̸a̸d̸,̷ ̸y̶o̶u̴ ̴h̶a̵v̶e̵ ̸n̵o̴ ̴w̷e̸a̶p̴o̴n̷,̸ ̶y̶o̶u̸ ̶e̷v̴e̶n̸ ̴f̶a̴i̷l̵e̴d̶ ̶a̸t̷ ̶p̵r̸o̸t̸e̷c̸t̴i̵n̶g̸ ̷t̷h̷e̷ ̴m̴a̷n̸ ̸a̴n̶d̸ ̵m̷a̵d̶e̴ ̴t̸h̴e̸ ̴w̸o̸m̷a̷n̵ ̴r̶u̶n̶ ̴i̷n̴t̴o̶ ̴t̸h̷e̸ ̸f̷orest alone, even though she does not know how to survive and get back to civilisation and she has no weapon or armor, you have completely failed, and worst of all, the monster you tried to kill now has deadly weapons, that will allow him to kill most people easily, and knock out people with plate armor. \""
},
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"author": "warlordsuntzu",
"message": "*The swordsman is basically helpless now as he struggles against the felinid's grasp. It's done.*\n```Quest complete! 3 UP awarded!```"
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu carefully walked through the jungle, trying not to make any noise. He knew of what predators stalked these lands. Many of which could easily kill him. He pulled out his map and glanced it over. Well it seemed almost fitting he was lost, its what he got for being an adventurer.*"
},
{
"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "A sunny and peaceful day, perfect for training. Mai, transformed into a panther, ran through the woods with agility and without difficulty, almost making no noise when her soft paws hit branches on the ground. Not so far from where she was, the animal could smell a different smell than other natural ones in the forest. A more 'human' smell. Curious to see who was lurking there, she decided to walk close to the place.\n\nSlowly approaching, she could see the figure of the man, who looked a little... Lost. The panther had not yet revealed itself, but it was peeking through the bushes and watching him calmly."
},
{
"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu stopped and looked around, his dark brown eyes scanning the brush. He spotted something and stepped forward, crouching low. He slowly mad his way forward and reached out his hand. His finger gently stroked a pedal of a white and blue flower. He had never seen one like it before. He quickly pulled out a notebook and began to write in it.*"
},
{
"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Little did Enu know that danger lurked closer than he imagined. A black panther, invisible among the bushes, only the striking light blue of its eyes shows it to anyone who dared to spy. Then, in a matter of seconds, the animal would jump on the man, without any movement that could cause any serious injury to him. It was a large, if not unusual, black panther. It even looked like a tiger or lion in a matter of size. The moment she surprised him, Mai made no move, just watched him while her sky-colored eyes stared at him."
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu's chocolate brown eyes looked back into the Panther's. He made no noise as it pounce onto him. He didn't have a chance to. Befoee he knew it, he had a panther pinning him to the ground. He didn't knownwhy it didn't just tear into him, but it hadn't. He found that peculiar.*"
},
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "The panther would look with curiosity, seeing that the man was a rare case that didn't just start screaming when he was pounced. Poking pranks like that was fun when Mai had free time, but this time it felt more... Boring. Then, the panther calmly left the macen, its tail moving slightly through the air. The animal looked calm, with no sign of threat from it. Mai decided that she would just watch him better, and if she got bored, she could come back without revealing herself in her woman form."
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu got into his knees and watched the panther begin to walk off.* \"Beautiful.\" *He whispered.\" *He slowly stood and began to walk after the panther. He wanted to know why it didn't kill him instantly. Such irregularities had to be investigated, so he investigated. He made his way through the woods after.The panther as quietly as possible. But he knew that a preditor such as the panther could probably hear him.*"
},
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "*'Oh, it looks like you're interested, huh?'* The panther thought for a moment, continuing to walk through the trees. Ah, how fun it was to see everyone's reaction, even reactions like this man's, which is at least peculiar. Enu could see the panther looking back for a moment, before starting to climb one of the trees with some ease. Climbing up to a not so high branch, that it was possible so that he could still seeing her, she lay down and let her tail hang in the air along with one of her hind legs."
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu stopped cold as the Predator looked at him. He was dealing with fire now. For all he knew this could just be another panther, and will kill him at any moment now. But he didn't think it was, something was off about this graceful creature. He watched from behind a tree trunk as it climbed.* \"What are you?\" *He said aloud.*"
},
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "It seems that the question Mai expected came before she imagined. Shortly after a few seconds that Enu had asked his question, the panther would be surrounded by a blue aura, which would soon transform it into a figure. She was a feminine figure, a young woman with lightly tanned skin, silky shiny blue hair. She had no feline features, like ears and tail, she just looked like a normal woman, with black clothes that revealed her legs. Turning her head towards Enu, her bright blue eyes would look deep into his eyes.\n\n\"Do you really want to know?\""
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu was stunned, mouth ajar. He stood staring at her for what felt like 5 seconds, but then a bug flew into his mouth. He began to cough uncontrollably. Thoughts ran through his head as he coughed up a lung. What just happened? Where was the panther? Where did this beautiful woman come from? Why do bugs always fly into my mouth?!* \"Ugh! God damn it!\""
},
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai could not control the laughter that would overtake her as soon as Enu started coughing, sitting up on the branch and supporting herself with one arm. She would jump off the branch and walk closer to the man, one of her hands, with her retractable claws hidden, would hit him on the back in an attempt to help. Then she would check to see if he was okay, and have a light laugh before she started to speak.\n\n\"Don't keep your mouth open in a forest, silly. Are you alright?\" She asked, one of her eyebrows arching slightly."
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*It took Enu a few seconds to collect himself. He coughed a couple more times, and then looked at her. He'll be honest it was probably not his smoothest moments, but then again he was a nerd.* \"Thank you, sorry. Its just i don't often see dangerous animals turn into beautiful women.\" *He coughed a couple more times.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Oh, no problem. And thanks for the compliment. I usually come here to venture out with my wild spirit.\"\n\nMai walked around Mai walked around while watching the nature around, until she whistled in the direction of some bushes. Coming from there, a little chubby catlike rock would walk a little clumsily towards the woman. The stone, with small paws, would look at Mai and Enu. \n\n*\"Phogf!\"* The little creature would make a cute sound.\n\n\"You finally caught up with me, Puff. This is...\" She looked at the man. \"Sorry, what's your name?\""
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu straighten himself as he caught sight of the small creature. His eyes immediately went wide. He cautiously took a step close toward the chubby creature. He face was one of a man that had discovered something new. Thoughts ran through his mind at a mile per minute. It took him a second before he realized that the panther was talking to him.* \"Oh! My name is Enu Mattithiah. What us yours? Also what is this thing? And why is it so cute?\""
},
{
"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Puff would look with his little black eyes at Enu, a cute smile seeming to be molded on his rock face.\n\n\"You can call me... Rose. This thing is a golemling, cute right? It is a small creature that lives here, usually people sell them. But, I'm surprised you don't know what it is. You are not from near here, right?"
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu's eyes got wider as he looked upon golemling's cuteness. He reached out and gently patted its small head. A soft smile made his way across his face.* \"Yeah, I'm from Hombaxia, not a lot of woods there.\" *He turned his attention back to the golemling.* \"Aren't you the cutest?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Puff looked at Enu curiously, thinking about what the man was saying to him. Either way, the cat rock walked around while Mai watched it. \"Normally Puff doesn't like other people, it seems like he doesn't mind having you around. But anyway, what are you looking for here? Death?\""
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu stood and looked at her. Technically she wasn't wrong, but that was a too dark of a topic to get into right now.* \"Not really. I'm an adventurer and archeologist. I search for things no one has ever seen before. And I honestly think I have. Or I've found something I haven't seen before.\" *He pulled a notebook out and began to sketch something.*"
},
{
"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Hm... I see.\"\n\nMai set her eyes on the notebook Enu carried while she walked over to Puff and picked him up. She patted him on the stomach before putting him on the floor again, now in a more open place so he could play."
},
{
"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu turned the book around for her to see. On one page there were notes. On the other was a quick sketch of her in her panther for sitting in the tree.* \"Is that accurate?\""
},
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai would look curiously at the notebook, laying her eyes on Enu with a small smile on her lips. \"It looks very good, congratulations. So you like dangerous animals?\" The claws of his feet would extend and serve as her heels, one of his feet scratching Puff's back lightly so as not to hurt him."
},
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*He closed the book and pocketed it. He met her eyes.* \"Well it depends. Is that dangerous animal trying to kill me and devour me, or am I watching it from afar. Because that is a major point. Other than that I think they are beautiful.\" *He gave her a charming smile. He looked around.* \"Do you have anywhere we can sit?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Yes, come with me so you don't get lost.\"\n\nThe woman then started walking, stopping for a moment to pick up Puff and carry him with them. Along the way, she would take a look back in the direction of Enu, wondering if the man was still following her. After a while the two would arrive in a kind of clearing, where there was a bag, some other golemlings friends of Puff's, and a log lying on the floor. She pointed to the trunk and looked at Enu, placing Puff carefully on the floor, who would soon run with his little paws towards his friends. Mai would pick up the bag and place it behind a bush quickly, walking over to the man.\n\n\"Well, since you're exploring around here, you can keep this place for a type of camping if you want.\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu had nodded and followed her. As he walked his eyes were in their surroundings. He had just pushed his way through some of the brush when she had stopped. He watched the small golemling go over to what was more of its kind. He had just about to write in his notebook when the woman spoke.* Oh, thank you.\" *He bowed and took off his bag and set it on the ground.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"No problem... But, well, I have to go to my job soon. Need something? I can help you set up a camp if you spend the night here.\" She asked, arching an eyebrow."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu had caught himself staring at her. He turned an away and began to rummage through his bag.* \"Well that would help. But you also help me more by telling me why you are so cute.\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "*Cute?!* Of all the things Mai had already been called, cute was something new. They always called her by names that related to her beauty or the attraction her body caused to many men, but cute was never something said to her. Maybe when she was a kid. Keeping her expression cold on her face so as not to show that she was somewhat shy inside, she raised an eyebrow at Enu.\n\n\"Are you talking about Puff or me? I don't think I'm cute...\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu realized what he had said and froze. 'Man I'm really out trying to risk it all. Why am I suddenly attracted to things that could kill me. When that shamen lady said I would discover knew things about myself I didn't think this would one of them.' *He turned around and gave a sheepish smile.* \"I mean I think you are cute. But thats only one of the words to describe you.\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai tapped her sharp claws on the wood, thinking for a moment. A corner smile would rise on her lips, her eyes lighter than the sky glancing at him.\n\n\"Thanks. You're kind of cute too. But, let's start setting up this camp, before nightfall.\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu nodded quickly and started to pull his things from his bag. He began to scaveng wood from the nearby bush and trees. He quickly got a fire started and threw some meat onto a spit over the fire. He walked around the perimeter of the campsite with wire with cans hanging from it. He then unrolled his sleeping mat beside the fire and began to cut up peices of bread.* \"How do you like your meat?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai observed Enu's balance with the plates and glasses, while one of her hands caressed a small golemling stone. \n\n\"I'll tell you the least. I am a young woman who lost her family very early. Today I live with two jobs and travel around places when I get bored with one. As I said earlier, you can call me Rose.\"\n\nMai extended her claws again, using one to pick up a piece of meat and eat it."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu set his plate down beside her and watched her eat and listen to her speak. He took a sip from his glass and nodded.* \"Im sorry about your family, I have no idea how hard that could have been.\" *He goes quiet a moment before speaking sgain.* \"What do you do for a living?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Ah, eh... Well, I work as a dancer...\" Mai took another piece of meat and chewed it silently, her eyes watching Puff and the other golemlings sleeping by the fire. Turning her attention to Enu soon after, she started to speak. \"Do you live exploring? Is there nothing else you want to do?\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "\"A dancer? Wow, you must be very good at it. Ah, it was nothing but a fever dream. When I was young I wanted to be two things, a singer, and a soldier. Life proved neither of those were possible for me so u became an adventurer. That way I can get action and sung to myself.\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"A singer, are you? Interesting. I remember an old friend who used to sing and another who played a violin, the three of us liked to perform for... Some of our acquaintances.\" She paused for a second and gave a silly laugh. \"It was good.\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "\"Can you sing?\" *He honestly wanted to see what she could do, but he felt that it could be considered rude. So he didn't want to over step his boundaries. He took a bite of his meet and listened.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"I used to sing too, but I stopped for a while. I think that life was not much in my favor in many ways...\" Despite her disappointment, the expression on Mai's face remained cold and almost emotionless. She continued to eat and then turned to him. \"What did you normally do in your homeland?\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "\"I was a scholar. But I didn't work out with my boss. But may I ask what kind of songs did you sing?\" *He really wanted to hear her sing but he didn't want to push her.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Um, well... I haven't been singing in public for a long time, but they were typical songs from my homeland.\" Mai would finish eating her meat, and then she would have a drink from her glass. \"That meat was good, thank you.\""
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "\"It was a pleasure to serve, madame.\" *He does a small bow and smiles. He has barely touched his food.* \"Oh and what would it take for me to hear one of these songs?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "\"Oh no. I'm not at my best to sing. It's just... I haven't been singing since the last time my two best friends and I met.\" Mai placed the plate beside her and drank the rest of the water."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu smiled as he set his cup down.* \"Come now, you can not be that bad. How about this, I will sing a song for you if you sing a song for me? If that is an adequate trade I will find something else.\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai raised an eyebrow at Enu as soon as he spoke, and placed her glass next to her plate before she started to speak. \"Ah? I think maybe this way I can try...\" She gave him a mysterious smile, and then took off the black coat that covered her. Meanwhile, Puff was still dozing with the other golemlings."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu watched her curiously, waiting to see her next move. He wasn't sure of what was about to happen next. It could be good or it could be bad. He picked up his cup and drained the rest of it contents.* \"Oh? How so?\""
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai watched the man as he sang, an unchangeble look in her clear blue eyes. As he sang, she accompanied him humming the song. She stood up, beginning to dance lightly and gracefully, as if a feline spirit inhabited her."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*He watched her dance as he sang and had to catch himself. He had almost stopped singing. It was stunning, he skill in dance was unlike anything he had ever seen. So he kept singing. Hypnotized by her dance, they way her body moved to the music he was creating. It was amazing.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Seeing the man be mesmerized by Mai's cat dance, she smiled at him. She then used her steps with her steel claws to her feet to approach him slowly, like a hunter and her prey in a dance between death and life. When she was close enough, she would offer one of her hands to him."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu stopped singing, surprised by her offer. Slowly he took her hand and stood, his singing beginning once more. He began to dance with her, trying not to trip over his own feet.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Mai guided him through the dance with precise movements and light as a feather, the claws of her feet never hitting the man's feet. Having heard part of the music, the woman began to accompany Enu singing. Her voice was cold, but sweet and attractive."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*He was mesmerized, taken back by the the sound of her beautiful voice. He was surprised at his good he was doing. She lead him in the dance with such grace and skill, he couldn't help but be impressed.*"
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"author": "Mai Bloodthorn",
"message": "Puff and his friends would wake up to the voices of Enu and Mai, their little eyes following the two of them dancing. Mai would continue to dance and guide the man as she danced, stopping singing for a moment to speak to him. \"It looks like you don't dance badly, huh? And by the way... I liked your voice.\" She smirked."
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"author": "Enu Mattithiah",
"message": "*Enu blushed at her compliments and nodded. His voice rose and fell as his song came to an end. As he finished he spotted the golemlings and smiled.* \"No. And you are an amazing singer.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna walked across the fronds of grass that covered most of the forest floor. Directly in front of her was Jace, her trusty Jackal companion who was taking the time to sniff out any potential prey.*\n\n*Juna carried her bow in one hand, lightly feeling along the string of it with another as she let out a quiet sigh.*\n\n\"Still no luck yet Jace...?\" *She asked him with a hint of disappointment. The Jackal turned his head at the mention of his name and walked back to her as she crouched down to pet him atop his head.* \n\n\"That's okay...\" *She whispered, making sure to keep her voice low so as not to spook other animals potentially nearby.* \"I'm sure there must be something around here... After all... At least this forest isn't burned down like before...\"\n\n*Juna thought back to the singed trees of the forest she had walked through some time ago, lacking any succulent prey and filling it with a terrible smoky scent.*\n\n*The Canifor kept her ears raised as if trying to remain alert of something, though her attentiveness to detail wasn't one to be dependent on. She stood back up to her full height, which to most wasn't that much, however, she didn't let it keep her from getting what she needed done.*\n\n\"Maybe we can look elsewhere...\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "The woods always felt quieter than Dovie liked it to be. There was a pestering thought that the quiet is an omen. *Korvac dogs are going to jump at you right now. Goblins are going to be under that thicket.* At least his own footsteps, the soft sounds of crackling leaves, could muffle that nasty little voice.\n\nBending down, he rummages his hands through a dense bush. He spots the wild berries he'd been looking for, but a quick sharp pain recoils his hand back to him. *A thorn.* He clicks his tongue and places a palm over the pricked finger. A mellow green glows encompasses the small agitation and he resumes back to collecting. \n\nThat bush had only a few several amounts of berries. A minor inconvenience it was all, just a small prick for an even *Smaller* Amount of berries. *Nothing to be bothered by.* Maybe a couple of animals got to this area before he did. Opening his satchel, he cupped all the berries he had collected that morning. *Only a handful. Not even enough to feed a bird.* Perhaps he should return and settle for buying bread again. But just as he considered the idea, the thought of scowling faces shook him back to foraging. \n\nThen there were sounds of crackling leaves. But Dovie wasn't moving. He stood still, heighting his senses as much as possible. He cautiously places the berries back into his satchel, and trades them for three small rocks."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Jace's head turned to the side, his ears shooting up as he picked up traces of something. His tail flicked back when he turned to face that direction, a rather excited look appearing on his face.*\n\n\"Got something Jace?\" *She asked him with a sense of hope flaring up in her at the thought of finally catching something after a while of searching. Selling it later would be ideal, but maybe there'd be enough for both of them to get their share of something to finally sink their teeth into. As great as it could have been, Jace was pretty notorious for running after simple squirrels and voles which kept Juna from letting her hope get too high.* \n\n\"Lead the way Jace...\" *She said with a light click of her tongue. Jace walked on ahead as he turned away from the dirt path to a more grassy area, keeping his nose low to the ground. \n\nFrom behind, Juna followed. She made sure to keep her feet light as she made each step in an attempt to follow the jackal while also notching an arrow in her bow. \n\nFor a while, she wasn't sure where Jace was going as he headed further into the forest for what seemed like quite a while before he eventually came to a stop, letting out a huff of air from his nostrils as he gazed up ahead of him.\n\nA deer, tall standing and grazing at the small blades of grass a fairly decent distance away. Quite the beautiful sight indeed. Juna lowered herself to the ground next to her Jackal as she readied her bow to strike, keeping most of her attention on the deer ahead of her.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Another shuffle of leaves came from Dovie's left. Immediately he hunches over and controls his breathing, becoming inconspicuous under the tree's shadows. It was an uncanny talent that he never thought was useful until he started scraping by in the streets. \n\nPeering towards the supposed threat, the tight feeling in his chest washes away. *It was just a deer a couple of meters away.* He loosens his grip on the rocks and slumps his defensive stance. The deer nibbles on tiny bits of grass and plants, oblivious to the fact that Dovie or maybe even other predators were there. *Must be a nice feeling.* Dovie continues to hide his presence to bask in what was in front of him. A few rays of the sun shimmered from the deer's coat, and the patter of its footsteps was endearing. \n\n*Was that the animal who ate all the berries here?* He laughed to himself, the deer had got the better of him. But what could you do? *What could you do? Hm.* It was a funny idea to think that Dovie could *Take* The food back by subduing the deer. *Is it even possible to wrestle a deer?* He reviewed the spells at his disposal and glimpsed at the dagger to his side. The rocks in his palm were collected all together again and Dovie forms a sprinting stance. His hand trickles down to his dagger. *Being oblivious to the cares of the world is a nice thought.* \n\nWith a firm kick off the ground, Dovie sprints from under the tree towards the deer and hurls the three rocks at its torso. In mid-air, only two rocks shatter into specks and became colored butterflies. As the insects fly at their prey, Dovie leans over to scoop up scattered leaves from the forest floor. A blue aura swiftly encompasses him and he draws his dagger."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna had remained tensed in her midst of drawing back the string of her bow. Her ears lowered atop her head while her breathing remained quiet, yet rhythmic. \n\nJace remained at her side, his tail wagging back and forth across the forest floor in his excitable anticipation. \n\n\nAround her everything seemed to have grown still, that is until she caught sight of a few rocks being thrown at the wild deer. She broke from her posture, ears shooting straight up as she looked over to see something running towards the deer.\n\nWas it another predator? Competition? Surely not, who else could be hunting the exact same deer? As doubtful as she felt, sure enough she caught sigh of the other hunter which left her with a feeling of early defeat. Just when the two had found their first prey in a while, of course there was another person to come take it before them.\n\nShe stood back up, speaking down to her Jackal:*\n\n\"Well Jace, maybe we ran out of luck this ti-\"\n\n*She was interrupted by the low growl of the Jackal. Jace had long awaited the feeling of a hunt and the thought of chasing down a deer had never seemed more enticing to him, however, seeing the new competitor Jace had found something new to give chase to. Dovie. \n\nJace took off towards him, a blur of black and brown as he left the timid Canifor behind.*\n\n\"Jace-\" *Juna almost hissed, trying to keep her tone quiet yet urgent. She couldn't let him go off on his own after his track record of getting himself into trouble with other people.\n\nShe looked around, almost debating on whether or not to jump out or sneak around from behind to use her bow. Juna didn't want to lose the deer, but more importantly she didn't want to lose track of her companion. Taking a deep breath, Juna pulled back her bow string once more and took a step out of her hiding place.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Even though the curses hindered the deer's movement, it was still a fair amount of feet away. Its hooves jolt from the ground and began to flee into the forest. By then, even with a full-on lunge, Dovie wouldn't able to tackle the deer. And with that realization, Dovie's pace eased down. But before he could completely stop, fast strides of what sounded like an animal were drawing dangerously close. Swerving to the right, a jackal was running straight at him. \n\n*Was this jackal also stalking the deer?* Panic kicked in. He didn't know how to get away, his first thought was to avoid confrontation. He lets go of the handful of leaves to congeal a swirling ball of soft blue energy. He splatters the ball in the space between him and the jackal, creating a temporary obstruction. As the wall sprang up, he jumped backward to gain more distance. But Dovie overestimated his athleticism, he lost balance and crudely fell backward. A portion of wind was knocked out of him, but the adrenaline allowed him to keep on thinking. *The wall will only stop the jackal for a second at best.* Dovie gripped his dagger and tried to regain his composure. *He'll need to prepare for a frenzied skirmish of the dog tearing at Dovie's limb while he tries to stab the canine off of him.* \n\nGlancing back at the jackal, Dovie's head flooded with countless more scenarios when he sees a figure with leather boots behind the canine. *Was it a hunter and their companion?* He didn't have time to make out who exactly this hunter was or why they sicced their dog at Dovie. He staggers and stumbles to desperatly try and sit back up."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Jace raced through the grass, growing more and more energetic as he saw himself nearing his target before being met face first with a wall. For a moment, the Jackal seemed stunned. He fell back from it with a whimper, dazed while he tried to grab his bearings and reiterate his pursuit of whatever it was he was chasing.*\n\n*Juna had already had her bow drawn, ready to shoot at the fleeing deer until she had heard the impactful noise of the action-less skirmish her Jackal had gotten into, if skirmish was even the right word for it.\n\nJuna looked at the Fae, having fallen and was desperately trying to get back up while Jace had begun trying to recover from his initial shock, growling in his confused frustration.*\n\n*As Juna lowered her bow, she caught sight of Dovie keeping hold of the dagger he was initially going to attack the deer with, sending a feeling of dread through her at the thought that he would go for her Jackal. She had to do something and do it now before he got hurt. Biting back the flight-inducing feeling of fear that went through her, she quickly ran over to close up the distance between them.*\n\n\"Wait! Please... Don't hurt him! He doesn't mean any harm!\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Thankfully Dovie was given enough time to sit up. Yet he still was concerned about why the hunter didn't stop him. Looking up, he was surprised to see a small beastkin girl. \n\n*She appeared to be a canifor that wore fur-lined garments with dark colored leather pants. Typical attire for a middle-class huntress. Did she have any companions? What was the purpose of sending the the jackal to attack Dovie?* While the young beastkin's pleas sounded sincere, she could be lying to buy some time. *Yet she had a bow with her.* If she wanted to assault Dovie, she could've done so from afar. \n\nDovie slowly and cautiously stood up, looking out for any signs from the huntress which indicated that he should stay down. He especially kept his eyes on the huntress' hands and his ears out for any suspicious activtiy around them. He didn't bother brushing off the loose pieces of dirt and grass off himself. \n\nWhile he felt frustrated and confused at the whole ordeal, it was disadvantageous for Dovie to show hostility. He sheathed his dagger. \n\n\"...I-it's fine.\" He glanced to the jackal, then back to huntress. But he kept his head slightly tilted down. \"Sorry.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna slowed down as she neared them, the ears on top of her head lowering while she took the time to squat down to the small Jackal.*\n\n*The fur along his spine stood up and within his throat a low growl resonated, threatening to come up in a form of a much louder tone.\n\nJuna placed a hand atop his head and another under his chin, petting him softly to get him to calm down while she looked up at the Fae that stood before her.*\n\n\"Don't worry about him, he's more bark than bite anyways...\" *She said quietly before returning his apology with an apology of her own.* \"I'm sorry about... The deer... I didn't know you were hunting it too and...\"\n\n*Juna turned her head in the direction the deer had gone in, standing back up.*\n\n\"I guess it got away...\" \n\n*Jace let out a quiet grumble, turning his attention away from Dovie and taking the time to sniff at the ground once more around the area the deer once was. Juna watched the Jackal for a little while, eventually looking back at Dovie as she asked quietly:*\n\n\"Is there... Anything we can do to make up for it?\n\n*It wasn't always Juna had gotten the chance to meet someone new; spending most of her time in the forest left so little opportunities, but of course her Jackal always finds a way to catapult her into a conversation, usually it being a more apologetic one nonetheless.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "*More bark than bite.* You think a dog without bite wouldn't chase after someone. They also say a dog is a reflection of their owner. *What does that say about the girl?*\n\nBut on the other hand, her tone was strikingly different from the swindlers on the street. When faced with sincerity, Dovie felt the need to cast aside his pessimism into a locked box of thoughts.\n\nWhen thinking about what the huntress could do for him, he initially thought of asking for spare coin. But even he felt his throat clog up with grim at the idea. He chuckles, half of it to be polite and the other half to clear his throat.\n\n\"It's alright, you are not to blame. I didn't know you had your eyes on the deer either. Otherwise, I wouldn't have pulled that stunt. But...\" Dovie looked at the direction the deer had fled and recalls the jackal sniffing earring. \"Is it still possible to track down the deer?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*At the question about being able to track the deer, Juna's ears had rose in a mixture of confusion and curiosity. Of course between the two canines it was possible to track down the scent of a deer after having just seen it run off, however, being able to catch it again was another story. There was no telling how far it had ran and was planning run from the group, though if following it was what Dovie wanted to do, it would have been rude of Juna to say otherwise.*\n\n*She turned her head to look over at her Jackal, responding to the question:*\n\n\"Of course... It... It probably didn't get too far... And...\"\n\n*Juna sniffed at the air, only to get a small whiff of the smell that the deer had carried with it.*\n\n\"The scent is still strong...\"\n\n*Jace had kept his nose to the ground and circled back around to where the two were standing, letting out a bark to them.*\n\n\"Jace can probably track it... I'm just not sure... How long it would take...\"\n\n*She said, rubbing at her bow-holding arm at the thought of their unsuccessful hunt so far. Hunting had its moments both good and bad, but right now luck didn't seem to be on their side when it came down to it.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "For a moment, Dovie had to drop his usual forced expression of politeness. The girl's open attitude was a surprising but welcome refresher. He cracked a genuine smile and his eyes lowered their guard. \n\nHe didn't care how long it would take, he had already planned to spend half of the day foraging for anything he could.\n\n\"If you don't mind, may I accompany you on the hunt? I know it may not be much, but i can offer some assistance with magic.\"\nDovie bring his hands together and bows. \"I only ask for a minimal amount. Whether that'd be meat or spare coin from a seller, a very small portion would suffice.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna tilted her head to the side at the thought. Usually whenever she hunted, it was just her and Jace though the thought of a third joining in to help made her wonder what it would be like with an extra set of hands. Seeing Dovie bow before her only forced her to stifle laugh as she must admit it wasn't often she came across someone else without feeling the need to be constantly on guard.*\n\n*She gave a light smile, one she doesn't often show in her shyness around most others, and responded:*\n\n\"Sure-\" *Her tone perked a bit only to fall to a more quiet one once more as she finished with:*\n\n\"It's... Not often that I meet another hunter...\"\n\n*Hunter or not, Juna found it well enough that they'd have more company in something that wasn't rescuing captured children or killing baddies in the woods, or frankly being threatened because of her yapping Jackal. For once, a simple task of hunting sounded quite relieving.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie raises himself back up and the nagging feeling in his chest eases away. The girl's timid nature made her appear innocent, which isn't a bad thing. *Perhaps she was suddenly thrust into the hunting scene or she's looking for independence.* Dovie felt comforted by the thought of humble beginnings and honorable intentions. \n\nHe smiles again, covering his mouth with a hand. \"I'm not sure how many hunters run straight at a deer with a knife. But I'll take that as a compliment,\" He jested. \n\n*As a slave, would it be rude of him to ask for her name?* Although, she didn't seem to mind his mutilated ears. \n\n\"My name is Dovie. It's a pleasure to meet you and thank you for the opportunity.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Dovie? A rather gentle name, one that seemed to carry a lighter ring to it than those she had met before. Though Juna hadn't thought much of the name, it was nice to finally have some way to properly address the Fae. Her dark-colored tail waved back and forth ever so lightly, a more calming feeling passing through her.*\n\n\"Dovie...\" *She repeated under her breath as if to remind herself.*\n\n\"Nice to meet you Dovie... I'm... Juna...\"\n\n*She lowered her gaze, refocusing her attention on her Jackal for a moment as he seemed to have walked off a bit. A scent line seemed to have caught his nose which left him moving onwards with the assumed presence of the other two following after him.* \n\n*Seeing that he had picked up on something, Juna glanced back at Dovie and said with a light laugh:*\n\n\"We should probably hurry before he leaves us behind, and maybe when we find the deer again you can show me how you planned to attack it with a knife-\"\n\n*Had the whole event earlier not caused the immediate loss of their prey, Juna would have thought of the whole scene as amusing, minus her jackal nearly getting stabbed again.\n\nShe turned away, following Jace deeper into the forest while she took the time store the arrow she'd been readying back into her quiver. There still seemed to be plenty of daylight left, just enough for the group of hunters to reclaim the prized deer they sought out for.*"
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"message": "Dovie nodded at Juna's introduction. She was a timid but earnest fellow, judging by wagging tail. Then his eyes diverted downward back to Jace who already began tracking the deer. Dovie had to admit that Jace was indeed well trained. Although the duo didn't have the best first impression, they seemed to be respectable. \n\nDovie responded to Juna with a nervous giggle. He honestly didn't mean to let that slip, but the embarrassment from someone witnessing his failed attempt got the better of him. He'd be mortified if he had to reenact what just happened. \n\nDovie followed close to Juna, trying to match her pace step by step and conceal his presence as well. She had her bow ready to aim and fire. Bows take a lot of discipline to learn. *Should he ask when she learned archery? Or was small talk irrelevant?* He settles on focusing on what's at hand and whispers, \"I have blessings that can increase physical strength and agility. Or curses that can do the opposite. What would you like me to do?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna's ears twitched to the side, a sign that she had heard him despite maintaining her gaze up ahead. What would she like him to do? At first Juna had remained quiet at the question he had asked as never before had it really come down to her choosing what someone else did.\n\nSure, there were a few times when she had worked with a group of others but even then, she usually kept in the background whenever the others' thought of a plan of action. \n\nHunting, however, seemed like a much more simpler task with a bow at hand, a simple stealthy hit being enough to take the animal by surprise forcing it to either drop dead or run off with its hunters in hot pursuit. Perhaps there were other ways of hunting than a simple snipe of the bow,after all he had offered other methods to help. She pondered over the two options: blessing or curse, quickly shaking her head at the thought of putting a curse on anyone especially if it would mean the deer would be suffering anymore than it was already.*\n\n\"A blessing would be helpful... I may not be very good in confrontational, but... Maybe you can put it to good use-\" *She suggested, saying the last part more quietly as she wondered if she even knew what she was talking about. Of course he'd know he could use it, it was his spells after all.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "\"Alright. When it comes down to it, I'll put a blessing on you and Jace,\" Dovie added. \n\nJuna didn't seem to be the one to take initiative with others, or at least that was the impression based on her soft response. Her behavior seems to be a stark contrast to what someone would expect a stereotypical huntress to be. He had always imagined a cold, hard veteran that knew what they wanted and got the job done in a clear-cut manner. Again, this contrast wasn't a bad thing since Juna's nature didn't seem to hinder her excellent hunting abilities. It was the simplest idea: *Hunters come in all shapes and forms.* This was obvious but actually acknowledging the thought never crossed Dovie's mind. Being able to gain a new perspective was one of the few positives to being stranded in Salvainia.\n\nBut what was most important is that Dovie now had their consent to cast blessings on them. As they continue to pass by, he picks up a handful of leaves and places them in between his fingers. He was still unsure of how you're supposed to stalk prey, so he continues to keep a low profile and mimics Juna's movements."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna had let out a deep breath from his response as if she had been holding it for a second. Up ahead Jace had stopped in front of a short line of shrubbery, lowering himself down into a hunter's crouch as he stared straight ahead.\n\nJuna followed his gaze, spotting their escaped victim. The deer stood a short distance away, continuing to slowly pace onwards after its previous attempt to get away. She wasn't quite sure if the deer was aware of their quick gain on it, but she wasn't about to hesitate this time.*\n\n*Jace glanced back as if waiting expectantly for them to make a move. Juna looked over to Dovie, trying to tilt her head forward in a motion to signify that the deer was just ahead of them. She wouldn't be able to say anything to him seeing as deers had such excellent hearing, but she hoped that the small signal was enough in the meantime while she reached for an arrow to notch her bow with.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie had almost begun to daze out from the monotonous walking and creeping around. The movement of Juna's head sprung Dovie back into awareness. She titled her towards a direction and following her instructions he could see a faint figure. He responded to her signal with a firm nod and began to focus even harder to be inconspicuous. He didn't want to cause her or himself any more trouble and trusted in Juna's capabilities. \n\nHe brings the hand holding the leaves close to his chest, leaning over and covers the leaves with the other hand. From his palms, arcane energy seeps into the green foliage. The pure energy travels up from the stem, then to the veins, until it covers the whole blade. The magic glows for a moment before it gently crumbles the foliage into trifling pieces. A passionate fiery aura and fluid rich aura travel to Juna and Jace respectively. \n\nDovie opens up his palms to let the pieces tenderly fall onto the floor. Dovie didn't believe in any patheon. But as a good measure, he prayed for the huntress to succeed."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna felt the energy flow through her, an extra bit of strength that she was grateful for. She turned to Jace, crouching down so that he'd know to come to her. As he walked back over, Juna gave a head pat of praise then reached her arm out to signify to him to head off in a specific direction. The Jackal turned around and walked more off to the side of the deer, making his way around in a more circular direction to make sure he stayed downwind of it so that the deer's scent came to him rather than vice versa. Coming to a stop on the opposite side, Jace had lowered himself back down and begun to wait patiently.\n\nThe deer had slowed its pacing, looking about its surroundings as if it can sense an its impending danger which theoretically, it probably could. Juna notched the arrow in her bow and drew back the string. As she locked aim on the deer, everything around her felt like it stopped. Juna was only aware of two things, her target and the tip of the arrow that was meant to pierce it. She released the string, arrow flying in a quiet hiss as it went to attack its prey. The arrow struck the deer, non-lethally as it had only managed to hit its torso. Panic had enveloped the deer, causing it to give off a strong scent of fear as it turned to run off in a random direction to escape its hunters. Jace was ready, awaiting the fleeing deer with a cold-hearted growl. He bared his fangs at it and though he was very small in size compared to it, the deer quickly tried to turn around to escape the aggressive predator.*\n\n*Juna grabbed another arrow from her quiver, having to be quick this time as she deer began to flee in a different direction with Jace in hot pursuit. Another arrow notched in her bow once more as she took aim, not at the deer directly but at where it was running to. She let the arrow fly, whizzing through the air to come to hit the deer at the base of its neck. The deer staggered, collapsing to the ground as its life began to be away at the mercy of the arrows that struck it.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "In front of Dovie's untrained eyes, Juna and Jace's quick precision felt like a rehearsal. The world seemingly stopped and Dovie was transported to a seating area. The elaborate set in front of him was the untamed forest, the performance featuring the deer, and the cracks of sun acted as stage lighting. Dovie's eye became wide trying to absorb in all the details and his ears first took notice of the arrow from offstage piercing the air. It was the sound cue for the deer to begin its first count. Then the second cut of wind signaled the final cue for the deer to take its last pose. After a few moments passed, the all too real eerie quiet of the wilds came back. The hunt of the deer was just another cog in the circle of life.\n\nDovie didn't know if it was time yet to stand up or approach the deer. *What do hunters do after taking down their prey?* While it may be too passive of him, Dovie didn't want his inexperience to get in he way and continues letting Juna take the lead. He'll offer a better show of gratitude later but for now he gave Juna a soft clap and impressed smile."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna lowered her bow as she watched the deer fall only to get taken off guard by Dovie's clapping as if she had forgotten he was there for a moment. She scratched the back of her head shyly with her free hand before turning to deer and walking towards it.\n\nJace had already made his way over to the fresh kill, sniffing at it before backing off a bit at Juna's approach. Once she had made her way over, she crouched down beside the deer and took the time to pull out the blood stained arrows from where she had hit it. They were potentially reusable which gave Juna the option of keeping the arrows with her.\n\nTurning her head back to Dovie, she waved at him to signify it was okay to come over.\n\n\"It's okay... The deer won't run off...*Again*...\" *She said, whispering the last word with much needed emphasis after the whole event of them losing the deer in the first place which caused them to have spend a lot of precious time searching for it again. On the bright side, they finally got the prize they were searching for even if it would have to somehow be split amongst the three of them. Not too hard of a deed with a deer, but it would definitely deduct some of the reward for it. Juna didn't mind much, though looking at Jace's expectant tail wagging back and forth as he awaited his treat for doing a good job made it obvious that he wanted some of the reward as well.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie coyly nodded at Juan's wave and began to walk over. After being reminded about his earlier lunge, he turns his head sideways to hide his cheeks. When he approached the deer, he knelt down to admire it once again. Even though it was now just a carcass, he still couldn't help but get lost in the fur's beautiful shimmer. He grazed his hand across its hide and it reminded him of the silky pelts back at the manor.\n\n\"What do you usually do with your game?\"\nDovie assumed it depended on whether the hunter needed meat or coin at the time. *Or if they ate the meat, what parts are they able to sell?* Dovie was curious about the intricacies of the career. This could even prove to be useful information if he is ever able to catch his own rabbit or two."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna reached for a small, hidden dagger that rested strapped to her waist, turning to Dovie with a rather thoughtful look.*\n\n\"Well... It usually depends on if we need the food at the time or not... Jace always gets a leg for his hard work if the animal is big enough and... For whatever we don't eat... We can still potentially sell...\" *She explained, turning back to the deer. \n\nThe Canifor, grabbed one of its legs to saw at its meaty flesh with her dagger, cutting it off completely. Jace let out an excited bark, his tail wagging back and forth so hard that the energy of it transferred to his rear. Juna placed the dagger down, grabbing the deer's leg with both hands as she placed it on the ground in front of him for her Jackal to eat before turning to look at Dovie.*\n\n\"I don't need this kill all too much...\" *She said quietly, turning back to the deer carcass. The scent of death clouded it though even then it was almost as if there was still life in it, a light scent to follow that of a recently deceased animal. It was best they got it off the ground and to where they needed to before it rotted over.*\n\n\"Did you want to take the rest of it...?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie jolted back up, putting his hands forward and shaking them. \"OH no, I couldn't possibly take it! The credit is owed all to you. It wouldn't sit right with me to take advantage of your generosity.\" \n\nEven if Dovie were to take the rest of the deer, he wouldn't have the proper resources to make a delectable meal. Or if he were to sell it in the market, he wouldn't know what price he should bargain for.\n\n\"I hope this isn't too forward of me but... Would you like to share a meal together? Depending on what we have, we could make venison stew.\" Dovie knew his way around cooking and hoped that as a soft repayment he could take the lead making the meal. He had also assumed the huntress had her own cottage and proper materials. While it was still partly selfish of him to ask Juna of this, he couldn't help but crave a warm dinner."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She looked back at Dovie with a tilt of her head.*\n\n\"Venison stew?\" *She asked in wonder. Juna had never been too creative when it came to her meals, mostly just eating the animal directly as is after cooking the meat over an open fire. A stew, though sounding like an interesting change of pace, left her questioning if he'd be able to make one out in the middle of the forest. \n\nDespite being a huntress, Juna wasn't one of having a lot of supplies at hand as she usually just worked with what she had in the woods, but his offer did interest her one way or another and she knew that the deer couldn't stay on the ground much longer if they still wanted to eat it fresh one way or another.*\n\n\"I... Don't think I've ever had it... Or at least I can't remember anyways...\"\n\n*She turned her gaze towards the deer, saying:*\n\n\"We should probably hurry up and cook this before it becomes rotten... Or attracts other predators... I have a place... Well not really a place, just like a small camp out here that we can take this to...\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie nodded again, using another leaf as a talisman to boost his strength. He kneels over and with a slight *Emph*, he lifts the deer up and over his shoulders. He's used to labor so simple a task like this wasn't burdensome.\n\n\"I can carry it. Lead the way and we'll see what ingredients you may have. If we're missing anything, I can rush to the city and quickly get supplies.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna took his words into consideration and with a light smile, she said:*\n\n\"Alright, it shouldn't be too far from here...\"\n\n*She picked up her dagger and stood up, before whistling to Jace to let him know that it was time to go. The Jackal lifted his head from where he laid gnawing on the deer leg. He didn't seem to be quite finish, however, Jace wasn't about give up his treat that quickly. Jace picked up the deer leg in his mouth, to which comedically looked too large for his mouth. However, despite it, the Jackal made do with it and began running on ahead. He wasn't sure where they were going, but he often liked to run ahead of his owner before trailing back to her the next second.\n\nJuna followed behind him, moving on a more direct route while Jace's movements were continuously back and forth across whatever trail Juna was using. Juna lead Dovie further into the forest, following an invisible path that lead to where her 'camp' was.*\n\n\"I try not to trail too far from it when I'm hunting out here... It can be easy to get lost and... Jace isn't always the best navigator...\" *She said with a laugh at the Jackal's obscure sense of direction.*\n\n\"He never really knows where we're going until we're almost there... But he's always excited about just being able to go somewhere... Heh...\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie was thankful Juna's residence wouldn't be a far journey and he lets out a soft chuckle at Jace's antics. \"He's an interesting companion, I'll give you that. Endearing nonetheless.\" \n\nAs Dovie followed the two, he used spells such as revitalizing his stamina and maintaining his increased strength. At note of it being able to easily get lost, he tried to trace each step he took. He counted each pace just in case he needed to head to the city and come back. However, with how deep they were going into the forest and the sky's orange turning dimmer, it would be best to make due with what they have at Juna's camp. \n\nJuna seemed to be quite open about Jace's perculiar behavior, she had a light-hearted and playful remark when talking about him. Jace was indeed full of quirks. Perhaps this was the time for small talk.\n\n\"How did the two of you meet?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"Well... When I was younger and getting ready to leave home, my parents had given him to me... As... A gift...\". *She said, placing a hand on a tree as she made a sharp turn down a different path. \n\nJace ran ahead once more, stopping to shake his head to and fro as if he were wrestling the leg in his mouth before dropping it on the ground. Sniffing at it a bit, he gave a light lick to it then picked it up once more and continued his chaotic loop.*\n\n\"He was meant to help protect me really and... Even though he's a little rough around the edges...\" *She said as a small joke.* \"He's the best companion I could have asked for... Just have to make sure he has a full stomach before meeting anyone new or he'll try to warn them off...\"\n\n*Juna giggled at the thought, despite how many times confrontations didn't end well because of that. Eventually, she had come to a stop where she was, signifying that they had reached their destination or perhaps have come close to it. She glanced back to Dovie and asked in a curious tone:*\n\n\"What about you... Do you have any companions or...\" *She trailed off a bit, trying to think of a better way to question it.* \"Do you usually wander around the forest on your own...?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "So she was a young girl that had left home for adventure. A truly admirable ambition. Dovie also laughed in agreement to Juna's *Rough around the edges* Comment. \"I can see that the both of you are very close.\"\n\nJuna had stopped to ask him a question. Dovie also stopped, and thought about what she said. \n\n\"Is it so strange for a disheveled individual alone in the forest to run at a deer with just a dagger?\" He scoffed sarcastically. He took another breath to properly answer her question. \n\n\"I have a wonderful...\" He hesitates and his eyes divert to the side. They were searching for something he could say aloud without shame. But nothing could exactly describe how he envisioned their relationship. \"...Friend. Although I lost contact with him, I know he's still out there. I hope to reunite with him someday. In the meantime, \" He shifts the deer on his shoulder to a better position and resumes eye contact, \"I just hope to survive.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna gazed at Dovie curiously from his hesitant explanation of his companion. Though of course it could be simply a case of him not wanting to talk much about it which Juna could silently accept. Internally, she decided maybe it was not best not to question this strange newcomer's motives as it was clear he was simply trying to live life.*\n\n\"You two must have been very close...\" *She had said quietly before seeing him shift the deer atop his shoulder and realizing that she shouldn't keep him holding it for that long. Juna turned around, gesturing her hand towards the area they had reached.*\n\n\"Well... This is it...\" *She whispered. The area itself seemed to merely be a small clearing in the forest, not exactly easy to decipher between the rest of the forest. However, with the burned up pile of grass and twigs and small alignment of sticks that seemed to make up a the structure of a tent-like sleeping area, it was obvious that someone stayed here. \n\nJace ran ahead as he came to realize that they were back at their camp, leaping over the area where a campfire was once brimming with life in his haste to use up all the extra energy he had to spare.*\n\n\"It's not much but... We make do with it...\" *Juna said, entering the small clearing.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie ponders for a moment. *Indeed they were very close*...But Dovie stops himself from delving into a rabbit hole of memories. It only made him more frustrated and yearned to go back. \n\nInspecting where Juna resided, it was indeed very minimal. \"It's modest place, nothing to be ashamed of. It actually seems quite comfortable.\" With another *Emph*, Dovie lays the deer down on its back. He kneels down, the dirt floor was softer compared to Salvaina's cold stone. He takes pieces of nearby rocks to keep the deer propped up in its position. \n\n\"Since you did all the work hunting, I'll help with the preparation. I'll start dressing the deer.\" Dovie takes out his own dagger and carefully cuts the skin and tendons connecting the anus and colon. The colon gentle slides out, followed by other guts. He continues to use his dagger to cut around it, until they slide in and out of its nook. The stench of iron was something Dovie had become accustomed to and he wasn't phased by it. It was almost a nostalgic feeling, like he had been brought back into the kitchen. \n\nDovie still keep his eyes on what he was doing but addressed Juna, \"I suggested venison stew, but,\" Dovie laughs, \"I doubt we have any red wine. Do you have any spices?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna walked over the the burned out campfire and began picking at it to see what she'd need to get another one started. Jace had finally finished his loops, coming to slow trot around the area with his deer leg. Dropping it onto the ground, the Jackal turned his gaze towards the deer that Dovie was preparing and curiously walked over. He sniffed around it before looking at Dovie with a more passive expression. His tongue hung out as if he were trying to play nice for a bigger reward despite the one he was already given.\n\nJuna stood up from the fire and began to walk around the area to find dryer sticks and twigs that she could use. At Dovie's question, she hesitated a bit.*\n\n\"Spices...?\" *She had to admit, the thought never really occurred to her much about investing in such additives, especially when her only companion didn't care much for what he ate as long as it came from animal. Juna probably could have afforded to get some, though shamefully she found herself lacking in any despite the fact. Lowering her ears, she answered by saying:*\n\n\"No... I don't have any...\" *She wondered if there was a chance that she could find a few plants and roots that could add flavoring to what Dovie was trying to prepare. Despite it getting late, Juna didn't mind going out to find some along with the sticks she was looking for.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie had heard Jace going around making his laps. He didn't pay much attention to it until out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jace staring at the deer with pleading puppy dog eyes and a stuck out tongue. Dovie raised an eyebrow and stared at the jackal for a bit before he eventually gave in with a smile. \"Don't worry, we'll save you a piece.\" \n\nHe continues dressing the deer, since he was out of practice he had to make sure his cuts were at the correct parts of skin and membrane. Dovie only felt a slight hinge of uneasiness when he had to stick his fingers in the stomach. *He'd need to ask Juna later if there was a body of water nearby.*\n\n\"It's fine, please don't worry about it,\" Dovie assures. He was already grateful enough for what Juna had done and for beginning to start the fire. \"Sorry, it seems I got a little bit over my head when thinking about a warm meal. I have a few berries on me. That can make do as a small amount of marinade.\" Dovie hoped that comforted Juna enough so the beastskin's ear could lift back up."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna had picked up a couple of sticks before turning to Dovie.*\n\n\"It's okay... I guess I could have been prepared more..\"\n\n*She walked over to the campfire and placed the sticks down, reaching over to grab another so that she could start rubbing them together.*\n\n*Occasionally she would glance over at Jace, rolling her eyes in amusement at his willingness to suck up to people that had food with them. At the very least, he seemed calmer now, so that was a good sign.*\n\n\"It's really just been me and Jace so... I guess I haven't really stocked up much.\" *As Dovie claimed he could just use the berries he had, she let out a partial sigh of relief. At least by the end of the day, they could still get a decent meal out of it though it left her curious to know where he learned such culinary. Perhaps it was from a household devoted to it, maybe even from the companion he had mentioned. \n\nHer head tilted to the side, one ear standing up while the other hung down atop her head in question.*\n\n\"Do you usually add stuff to your food before eating it...?\" *She asked. Even though he didn't seem like much of a hunter, Dovie did seem to have good ideas for how to properly prepare hunted animals. Maybe she could learn something from it, try the new spices he's mentioned. It could be costly, but a change of pace sounded nice to her.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie's dagger already made its way near the deer's ribcage, dressing it shouldn't take much longer. \"Before I used to work in a kitchen. They had all kinds of spices and ingredients. So I'm familiar with working with them. But I'm more than used to the standard bread.\"\n\nAt Juna's resigned choice of words, Dovie's expression became concerned but also still retained a light-heartedness. \"It's really alright. Nothing wrong with living a minimalist lifestyle. But you should treat yourselves more often. You don't come by game like this everyday.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Jace had let out a bark as Dovie suggested the idea of them treating themselves. With the timing, one would think that he was responding, but with the way he was staring at the deer it was really anything but.\n\nJuna took his words into consideration. Maybe she should treat herself, after all she had a bit of extra silver at hand. There was a chance that she could make this place feel more like home. What kind of lifestyle did she want to stick with? She didn't kind the minimalist life, but maybe there was more out there for her if she wanted it enough. Juna let out a quiet laugh at the thought.*\n\n\"I guess you're right.\" *A small line of smoke began to appear as she rubbed the sticks together, occasionally blowing on it to encourage the flame to light up. It was small, but as she added more kindle to the pile it slowly began to grow in size.*\n\n\"At least we will eat well tonight, one of the perks to hunting.\" *She sat back with her legs crossed, staring into the fire she had created. The orange fluorescent light casted a glow in the area around it, being accompanied by the heat from the crackling flames.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie was alarmed by Jace barking, wondering if he had spotted something suspicious. But Jace resumed back to staring at the deer, and Dovie pout for a bit. *What an impatient little guy!* \n\nDovie smiled hearing Juna laugh. \"Indeed, it is an excellent perk. But being a hunter requires skill, and not everyone has them. Don't be afraid to spoil yourself.\"\n\nNow it was time. He stood on his knees, inhales to brace himself, and began pulling the guts with one hand and with the other using the knife to cut any tissue attached. He continues the work, removing more organs and fat they potentially might wanted to save. \n\nDovie was out of practice and in a hurry out of excitement. A pool of blood was at the bottom of the deer. He was worried it'd bother concern Juna since the blood was near her camp. He should've done this elsewhere. He also should have laid down a blanket of leaves to place the organs on top of, they were currently piled on top of the dirty floor. If possible, Dovie planned go to a body of water and clean the guts in case any seller would potentially want these parts. \n\nDovie let out a sigh of relief. He was proud of the almost finished work. What was left was to skin the deer and they can begin cooking. \n\n\"Is there anything we could use to hang the deer by? Like a piece of rope? If not, I could hold the deer while you skin it.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna looked over to Dovie, at first with a smile until it slowly began to fade at the mess that was collecting around the deer he was cutting up. Jace didn't seemed too concerned with it all, even so much as attempted to sniff at the guts piled up on the ground as if he were to planning to eat them as well.\n\nJuna picked up the deer leg Jace was originally gnawing on, coming to find that it was partially chewed off. As she stood up to walk over to Dovie, she lightly waved it back and forth to get the Jackal's attention.\n\nWith newfound interest in the leg, Jace had turned around and jumped up the small distance to grab it before Juna had let it go for him to enjoy the treat once more.\n\nLooking over to Dovie, she took out her dagger and said:*\n\n\"I can skin it if it's alright... You already did plenty-\" *Juna didn't want to leave Dovie doing all the labor of cooking the deer, especially since all she did was shoot it a couple of times to get it to where it was now.*\n\n\"I don't mind.\" *She said with a little cheerfulness in her tone. Add a rope to the list of things she should add to this place. Maybe she can go on a shopping spree one day, though with how Jace often reacted around new people the chances of that lasting long would be quite slim.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie sees Jace's eyes look over at the organs, and he forces out a nervous laughter and awkward smile. Not wanting to focus too much on the mess, he moves on to preemptively cut the front of the front legs and on the back on the hind legs for Juna. \n\nHe takes a leaf to increase his strength once more, stands up, and lifts the deer on its hind legs.\n\n\"There also wouldn't happen to be a body of water nearby would there?\" He asked with a little bashfulness in his tone."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna placed a hand on the deer to hold it in place, using the other to carefully cut away at the skin with the dagger she held. In response to Dovie's question, she said:*\n\n\"Of course... There's a brook just past here... It's not a large body of water, but hopefully that's fine with you...\" *Juna seemed to only be half consciously answering his question as most of her focus remained on skinning the deer.\n\nThe darkness of the night began to reign down, slowly diminishing her only light source to the fire that brimmed behind her. It made it harder for her to see the task that she was doing, however she kept at it with the light she had.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie let out another sigh of relief, \"*Thank goodness...*\". It would have been even *More* Awkward if after they done all this work, they didn't have any water. \n\n\"Now after this, all we'd need to do is bring it to the brook for cleaning.\" He looks over to the pile of guts. \"It'd be tedious, but while we're at it, we should also wash the guts. It seems we're both accustomed to the smell of iron, but if i have to be honest I haven't had meat in a while,\" He lets out an embarassed giggle. \"I wouldn't want the smell ruining this rare experience.\" \n\nHe looks over to the fire place which still kept burning, but not as brightly as they'd like. At times like this, he wished he learned more spells that offered help surviving."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She eventually finishes skinning the deer, listening to his rather awkward laugh with feelings of amusement. Is she usually like this? Something for her to think about as she looked back up at Dovie.*\n\n\"Haven't had meat in a while? Well I guess all the work will be worth it-\"\n\n*She turned her head towards an area just beyond her small campsite, saying:*\n\n \"Come on, I'll show you where the brook is.\"\n\n*With a flick of her tail she headed off in that direction, holding her hand out to Jace as the Jackal tried to follow only to be rejected the permission to.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie kept holding onto the deer's hind legs as he followed, trying to keep the dripping blood away from himself. At most, he'd only want his forearms to get dirty. \n\n\"Out of curiosty, when you don't eat the meat, how much do game like deer sell for? Or smaller ones like rabbits?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna headed down a slope that lead to a brook just at the end of it. As she walked up to it, she crouched down beside it and dipped her dagger in to wash off the blood that collected on it. Hearing Dovie's question, she responded with:*\n\n\"Usually I can get up to 15 silver on a good day, rabbits aren't worth as much... Probably no more than one or two silver-\"\n\n*She turned to look back at him as she placed both her hands into the brook to clean them off.*\n\n\"I guess it's kind of a win win... Jace and I get a meal almost everyday and some silver to add onto it-\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie uses one hand to lift the deer, holding his breath and struggling just for a bit to pick up a leaf. He boosts his strength once more *(he's done that a lot today)* And dips the deer into the brook. Carefully, he keeps a hold of the deer while washing away blood off himself and the meat. \n\n\"I see...\" Dovie thought about that 15 silver. He probably couldn't bargain for that price, maybe 8 silver at most? And even then, having to hunt countless amounts of deer to afford a ship ride back to Salvaina seems distant. \n\nIt was indeed nice that the two of them were able to live day by day, having meat and spare coin. But Dovie also thought about their lifestyle within the woods. \"Besides hunting, what else do you do in your spare time?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna drew her hands away from the water, allowing the small droplets to fall back into the brook as she sat there.*\n\n\"Well...\" *She began self-consciously.* \"I usually just go around and... See if there's any job for me to do... Like... Helpful jobs where people need assistance with something that troubles them, like thieves or other criminals...\"\n\n*She brought her hands to her shirt, decidedly trying to dry them off that way.*\n\n\"Just something to keep me busy, but I don't think heroes' work is really my thing...\" *She said, thinking back to when she went on her previous missions with a group of others. The last one had ended up with Jace getting a nasty jab to the snout by the hilt of the spear and the image of it hadn't yet left her mind. At the very least, she managed to help out in that aspect but it wasn't like she did much more than fire a number of arrows.*\n\n\"I guess I can't really think of what else I'd want to do... Just seeing what happens as I go.\" *She explained, turning to look at Dovie.*\n\n\"What about you...?\" *She questioned.* \"Do you do anything in your spare times... Besides cooking-\"\n\n*She said the last two words with a half-hearted laugh, a lack of true amusement but she tried at least.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie first laughs at Juna's joke, which slowly declines down into a sigh. \n\n\"I *Wish* I could cook in my spare time.\" The deer had been cleaned off of blood, but Dovie still needed to wash away the blood from his forearms and dagger. He uses one hand to congeal another ball of energy, then pushes it onto the brook's sidewall. A barrier springs over the brook, creating a temporary table for Dovie to gently place the deer meat on. He unsheathes his dagger and begins to carefully rinse it. \n\n\"I think we're quite similar. I also look for any jobs I can do, especially ones that help people. I don't view myself as a hero either, but...\" He bring the dagger up from the brook, and admires how the chain and engraving glints under the moon. He forms a bittersweet expression. \"I'd like to think that I'm apart of the grand scheme of things.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She follows his gaze to the dagger he held and pondered over his words. A part in the grand scheme of things? Maybe Juna played some kind of small part in it too, though she doubt it brought much meaning to it. A single drop of water in the ocean maybe. A fish swimming in a school of well, more fish. \n\nShe could see how playing that role would be meaningful to someone at least, but was it worth the repetitiveness of shyly sitting in the background while the others do the majority of the work as she kept her distance?*\n\n*Juna squinted her eyes, coming to look up towards the moon as she said sheepishly:*\n\n\"I think the grand scheme of things can be a bit too grand sometimes... Is it possible for something to be so grand that it's impossible to see?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "As Juna peered up to the moon, Dovie looked back down to the channel. The red tint cleared from the stream, and now tiny fairies of moonlight were dancing on top of the water's surface. He puts his dagger aside and tries to scoop up the ballerinas. They take their bow as his fingers dips inside, and he could feel the stream's direction.\n\n\"This brook... I can't see the spring from where it's fed from, but I can feel its presence in every other way. It's the same here. Maybe I can't see what's truly grand, but I know with every inch of me that it's there.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna tilted her head to the side. Can't see it, but still knows it there? Is she meant to know what the grand scheme of things are or maybe she's meant to figure it out? Juna allowed her gaze to drop, saying with a quiet laugh:*\n\n\"I think hunting is about as grand as it gets for me. \"\n\n*She looked back over to the deer that Dovie had cleaned off with a grateful smile.*\n\n\"After all, now we can have a full meal from all the hard work that was put in for it.\" *Juna said as she stood back up on her feet after fully cleaning off.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie also stood up and carried the deer once more, the barrier dissipates into the air like arcane dust. \n\n*\"And finally,\"* Dovie excitedly brandishes the deer, \"We get to have that hard work pay off!\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna rolled over in her sleep in the light of day break, following the recent night of the well prepared deer they had eaten to their hearts' content.\n\nBeside her slept her Jackal, sharing the warm space she had created on the forest floor. Although he had taken over the area she made for herself, Juna seemed content with using his back to rest her head.\n\nThe two of them seemed completely knocked out after such a large meal as the quiet snores from them filled the dawn air only to be disturbed as a single leaf detached from its branch. Softly, it floated its way down only to be met with the wet nose of Jace who had unconsciously prevented it from reaching the ground.\n\nThe Jackal huffed and had let out a sneeze from the single interaction, causing himself to awaken with new alertness as he searched for whoever it was that disturbed his rest only to let out a yawn that ended with a more high pitched sound in response.\n\nJuna slowly opened her eyes, squinting at the harsh sunlight that broke its way through the covering of trees. Was it really morning already? She turned her head to look over at Dovie, who she hand lended her small stick tent (as one would call it), remembering what had the whole hunting events of the day before.* \n\n\"Dovie...\" *She whispered while trying to get herself to wake up fully.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Juna's question made Dovie feel anxious about saying the *Right* Answer. If he gave a definite time, it'd be like making a promise that he didn't know if he could keep. He wanted to give a cliche answer, something like *We'll let fate decide.* But...\n\n\"Who knows. Maybe the next time I see you, I'll be walking down the street and in the town square, I'll see the head of an ice drake being auctioned off. You'd become such a great hunter that you moved onto monsters! Or... I'll see a poster that says J&J. The dynamic duo that teaches starving children around the world to hunt! And then I'll be like wow, I met those two in the forest. It's a funny story really-\" \n\nDovie had to stop himself from continuing on his little spiel. He put his head down and felt embarrassed, he basically dodged the question and distracted himself. *...Was being honest the right answer?* \n\n\"...I know we're just strangers but it's not often I get to have a relaxing day with someone. I guess I sort of went on that spiel cause, I hope the next time we see each other, it'd give me enough time to not be that pathetic weirdo who ran at a deer. But I don't know how long that'd be... If that makes sense.\"\n\nHe kept his head down and start playing with his hair. The embarassment was piling up, he didn't have to say *That* Much."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna had let out a laugh at Dovie's response. He definitely had an intricate way of answering a simple question. She could understand that it may be years before the next they see each other, but at the very least she could hope it wouldn't.*\n\n\"Well if Jace and I become as well known as you say, I guess it shouldn't be hard to find us again.\"\n\n*She turned her head towards him as she walked, the opening light of the forests' end coming into view as a smile appeared.\n\n\"An upgrade to just a Canifor and Jackal in the woods huh...?\" *She asked humorously before inevitably coming to a slow stop just at a line of trees. The smile that had formed for only a moment had begun to fade. Beyond the tree line marked the main roadway that would eventually lead to the city Dovie sought. Juna placed a hand on a tree, drawing herself to lean on it slightly as she gazed out to the more open area. Jace, being more oblivious to the parting, ran out and sniffed at the trail. He ran one way then, upon seeing no one follow, went the other way before heading back to where the two were standing, figuring neither direction was where they were going.*\n\n\"I guess this is your stop...\" *Juna said quietly before looking back to Dovie.* \"The city is just down this path...\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie's eyes readjusted to all the new light coming in, and once he could clearly see, his eyes followed the main roadway's trail. The dirt from the forest faded into a lighter brown as it came closer to the roadway.\n\nDovie took a few steps to now be next to Juna, and Jace had just came back. Dovie kneeled down to the dog, contemplated for a moment, then quickly cupped Jace's adorable little face in his hands. Dovie giggles seeing how the jackal looked with its ears back, and it helped ease the bittersweet feeling.\n\nHe stood up and turned back to Juna. She still kept her timid expression, but knowing how skillful she is, it eased his worry. He opened his arms and gave the girl a tight hug. After a few seconds, he let go and placed both his hands on her shoulders. \"Thank you,\" He says with a sincere smile and eyes.\n\nHe spun back around to start jogging his way down the main road. He ran faster than usual. He could credit it to the deer from last night for this, but he also felt a newfound confidence knowing there were still kind hearted people out there. He took a leaf from his satchel, clutched it in his hands, and let the blue aura mix in with the air running through his hair."
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She was taken by surprise from the hug, unable to react as Dovie had quickly let go ran off along the pathway. Jace had let out a bark at the sight of him running, excitedly trying to give chase only to realize that Juna was following. With his tail still wagging, the Jackal let Dovie go before backtracking to his owner.\n\nJuna watched Jace return with his tongue hanging out tiredly and gave a small laugh. She leaned against the tree, her head pressing against the trunk of it as she stood with her arms crossed. Seeing Dovie grow distant, she said to her Jackal:*\n\n\"You ever think we'll see him again Jace?\"\n\n*Jace looked up towards her, letting out a yawn as he sat down at her feet. Juna smiled and lowered her hand down to him to pat his head.*\n\n\"Heh, I guess time will tell... Come on Jace, let's go catch us something and see what 'grand scheme of things' has to offer us today.\" *Juna said as turned away from the road. She ran off into the forest with Jace in hot pursuit of the Canifor, his temporary exhaustion forgotten as the two vanished behind the entangling trees and overgrowth that made up the place they called home.*"
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie stood in front of the minautre, man made fort. It wasn't completely enwrapped, but vines and loose greenery were slowing coiling around the fort's outer edges. \n\nDovie continued to stare at the broken wooden doors. There were small holes where he could peak inside and see the littered floor. He took a step forward, but stopped. He took a step backwards, and then stopped again. \n\nHe's back to where he started, standing idly in front of the fort."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "The Naga had been out and about on her own, spear in hand, as she explored her surroundings. It was nice being able to go out again with most of her work done, both on her new home and in general. \n\nMoving slowly, slithering between stones and trees, she approached the fort with curious eyes. Tilting her head she looked it over as she approached then slowly to a stop, seeing a figure standing before the doors, overgrown with moss as the woods reclaim the land.\n\nShe hesitates, hand gripping her spear before speaking quietly, \"Excuse me?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Hearing someone speak behind him, Dovie jolts up slightly. He slowly turns around, trying not to appear too alarmed or change his neutral expression. It was a naga armed with a spear.\n\n\"Yes?\" He feigned innocence."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Ah... Do you live here?\" She asked, brows raised as she looked at him, tail coiled up beneath her. She didn't know who the man, or boy, was and frowned as she examined him, biting the inside of her mouth."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie let out a sigh of relief, her tone didn't seem to be hostile. *But was the question geuinine or was it a test?* He thought about it for a moment. He had an urge to lie and say *Yes* So she'd leave and he could explore the fort to himself. But that'd complicate the situation if she knew the truth. \n\n\"I don't know who'd want to live in an abandoned goblin fort. That's just *Asking* For jail time if a guard came by.\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Goblin fort?\" She says, brows raised. She looked up at it, inching closer and putting her hand on the door. Her head tilts as she says, \"What guard would care if we went in here though? Is it historical or something?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie cautiously steps aside as the naga touches the door. He watches her tail and bewares of the space in between them. \n\n\"It's not historical, but it's most likely been claimed by the city. A group should've made their way inside to clear the fort of it's traps and possessions\". He leans over slightly to peer through the hole again and sees random broken knick knacks on the floor, \"But it doesn't look like they did a good job\"."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Well.. *Should* Have,\" As she tests the door lightly, then slides the tip of her spear between the gap in the door to leverage it open and lift anything that may have barred it closed.\n\n\"Do they know about it though is the question,\" She says, grunting slightly and using her tail to dig in and force the door open, dust motes filling the air and hinges squeaking loudly. She coughs, covering her mouth."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie almost said something in protest, but the door had already been forced open. \n\nThrough a narrow beam of sunlight, he could see the dust particles shoot into the air and the naga cough. Reactively, Dovie took a step back and cover his nose with his hands. \n\n\"W-What if they're still traps though?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Well... I'm pretty good at healing myself and my skin is thick. If they're old, hopefully they won't have so much punch. But you said they should have been cleared out, right?\" As she slowly heads inside."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie moves his hand to wave away the dust. He slowly steps inside the fort and could feel the small amounts of dust and dirt on the floor. He lifts the foot back up in reaction, but takes a breath to place it back down. \n\nHe scans the fort. On the sides were two openings big enough for the sun to light up half of the first room, but at the bottom of those opening were wooden debris and several loose nails. He continues to scan the room and by the time he looks up, he can see the remains of what appears to be a string mechanic attached to the roof and an outline of discolored stone.\n\n\"Yes, it looks like most traps have been cleared.\" He takes another step, still being wary of his surroundings. \n\n\"What are you here for by the way?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "The naga moves slowly, mostly to take in her surroundings. The dust. Broken items scattered. The vines pushing their way into the fort and draping down the walls and across the floor. Place looks not just abandoned, but long forgotten to her. She picks up an old pot and opens it, then grimaces at the contents before putting it back down.\n\n\"Like I said, if not I'm pretty decent at healing. I need to learn more but wounds shouldn't be a problem,\" She said, looking over and pausing. \"Just exploring really. I haven't been out of town in a while so I wanted to go out and see what there was to see. Sort of... I don't know, bored maybe?\" \n\nThen she continues on, tail leaving odd markings in the dust. \"What about you?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "\"Hm...\" He turns toward the wall and uses his hand to gently push against it. He continues to look at the walls, trying to see if any stones look different from the rest.\n\n\"There's a rumor that this fort still has a hidden goblin stash. The chances of that rumor being true are probably none but,\" Dovie spots a clay bowl on the floor. He kneels down to pick it up but the contents are just mold and moss. He laughs, \"I guess I'm also just bored.\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "The Naga moved towards the next room, tail pushing her along as she examined everything. The tattered hanging tapestries, the walls, the old worn down paintings and markings. She chuckled as she said, \"I'd imagine they took that, if nothing else. People tend to like shinies, but there's probably some interesting things around still.\"\n\nShe paused, then nodded, \"And being bored is fair. It's about where I am.\" As she laughed."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "While the naga moved to the next room, Dovie was still examining the room they entered. He paced around the floor to make sure he checked every noock and cranny. He eventually makes his way onto the small window like openings and in the corner of his eye he thought he saw a deer running by. Must've been his imagination, but it strikes the memory of the last time he met a stranger. \n\nHe hestiates for a moment, clutches his fist, then raises his voice to speak to the naga in the other room, \"Well... Fellow bored stranger. My name is Dovie. It's a pleasure to meet you.\" His voice trailed off towards the ends."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "Turning over a small figurine, Cynthia smiles a bit. It's sort of cute in a way and looking it over, it almost looks like some kind of toy. Like how macen's have corn husk dolls. She tucks it gently into her bag and pauses at the introduction.\n\n\"Oh, sorry!\" She chuckles, brushing her hair from her face. \"I'm Cynthia. Nice to meet you, Dovie.\" She slithers over to him, pausing as she sees the ears, hesitant. \"Are you alright?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Hearing the slither, he quickly turns around to face her *(as it'd be the polite thing to do).* He doesn't notice her looking at his ears and he pondered her question for a moment. Then his eyes widen and he lifts a foot to look at his sole. Perhaps he had stepped on something unknowingly and began to bleed. After seeing nothing, he gives a bashful smile to Cynthia. \n\n\"*Oh* Yes, I'm fine.\" He says, putting a hand behind his head."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "She pauses and frowns, then reaches out to touch the side of his face, tilting it to better examine the area. Her hands are cool to the touch, much like a traditional snake. \"...If you're sure. It looks healed over by now.\" She says, tone concerned but uncertain if she ought to ask. Letting go she then looks back to the room.\n\n\"Looks like there are more rooms and an open area in the middle though. I'm sort of excited. I haven't been quite this far out, and when I was, I ran into a friend out here,\" She says, moving along. \n\n\"I haven't seen them in a little while, but I'm sure they're doing well.\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "His eyes widen again and his body freezes when Cynthia touched the side of his face. He doesn't make eye contact with her and stares off to the opposite side of wall until there's distance between them again. When she looked backed to the room, Dovie quickly rubbed the area she had just touched and furrowed his eyebrows. As she moved along, Dovie fidgeted with his hair to ease the uncomfortable feeling. \n\nProceeding to the next room, he approaches one of the old worn out paintings. It had scratch marks at the bottom of its frame and dart holes were made all around it. He could barely make out that it was a portrait of a woman adorned in a rose-tinted dress. He continues to examine the room, first by carefully shifting the painting and checking if there could be anything hidden behind it. \n\nHearing Cynthia's small talk, Dovie first thought was to continue the friendly conversation but the words clogged at his throat. He could still feel the presence of a stranger's hand haunting him. He gives a slightly forced but polite laugh in response to her."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"They're a canifor. I think they've been out and about more than me,\" She admits as she explores the rubble. Small broken pieces of glass in clear and colorful patterns scatter the floor. Picking up a bit of blue, she holds it up to the light. \"They're nice folks though.\"\n\nShe puts the glass down in the light and moves along slowly, fingers tracing walls as she searches among everything, picking up an old bow with its string broken. \"I need to meet more like them.\" \n\nShe paused as she looked over, tail curling beneath her, \"You alright?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie felt a little panicked hearing those words and quickly spins around again to look at Cynthia , \"*Yes!* Yes, I'm alright.\" He puts both his arms up in reassurance. \n\nHe tries to continue the previous subject, \"What's the canifor like?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "She pauses as she looks at Dovie, rubbing her neck as she thinks. \"It depends really. Mostly when someone's injured I am, because injured folks are rarely cooperative ones. I had a workmate burn his arm once and he wouldn't let me see it. I guess he thought a Beastkin couldn't or wouldn't know what to do, so I had to get a grip on him before I could see or heal it.\"\n\nFrom the tone of her voice, it was a rather irritating memory at best. Head tilted she smiles a bit. \"Otherwise depends on who's around I suppose. Once I was a rope for some friends of mine who were going down off the dock to look for treasure.\"\n\nOdd memories as she speaks frankly."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "As he listen to Cynthia, Dovie watches himself coil a strand of hair around his index finger. \"Hm... I can understand that. Some people are indeed reluctant.\" A soft smile curves on his face as he also reminiscences and hears about Cynthia's entertaining interactions. Still, his expression returns back to contemplation. \n\nHe unravels the hair from his finger and opens up his palm for a glowing seed to sprout. It immediately expands in size to become a lustrous will-o-wisp. \"I guess we just have different styles of healing.\" \n\nThe orb bobs up and down on his palm until Dovie takes his hand back. It spins itself around, hovering in the air for a second. Then, with a gentle tap of his middle finger, the orb floats towards Cynthia. \n\n\"I like to keep my distance from people. Especially fellow strangers.\" His voice didn't hold hostility, but sounded more like a casual answer to a question. He kept his eyes cast downward as they followed the orb landing on the ground in front of Cynthia."
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Well... Depending on your position in society, folks can feel maybe you don't know what you're doing,\" As she looks at her hands, a green glow forming between her fingers. It looks both organic and immaterial somehow, moving like a living thing across her fingertips. She shakes it off, frowning a bit. It'd taken quite some time to learn and *Still*...\n\nShe paused seeing the sprout, then the will o' the wisp as it floats and spins. Something she couldn't do, or rather hadn't been properly taught. She was fully self learned. Chuckling she said, \"Nothing wrong with different styles. And I'll remember that.\" Her tone was serious, and light as she looks at the orb floating in front of her.\n\n\"That looks much more complex than anything I've been able to teach myself.\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "He lifts his eyes to meet Cynthia. \"That's true. At that point, I don't bother myself with those kinds of people.\" \n\nHe also lets out a chuckle and nods at their mutual agreement. He felt more at ease now to continue his search for hidden goodies. \n\n\"Would you believe me if I said I'm also self-taught? It's really not anything impressive though, I started at a very young age and,\" Dovie looks at his hair once again, \"I believe it's something hereditary for me.\" \n\nHe walked along the walls and felt the fabric of the tapestries as he passed by. \"I think being able to heal burns is already a good sign. When did you start learning? \n\nHe still kept three-fourths of his body turned to Cynthia while speaking to her, but he headed to the open area. The floor had mismatched spots of grass and dried dirt. To the far right was a broken woody dummy in the shape of a dwarf with small rusty mace stuck in it."
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"message": "\"Probably for the best sometimes. You can't really convince some folks that something is what it is. If they've decided the sky is magenta, then I suppose it's magenta and that's just what their life is now,\" She says with a small laugh, pausing as they move and listening.\n\n\"Really? I haven't seen healing like that! Or ah, much outside of temples really,\" She admits, thinking as she paused to think. \"I'm not really sure if mine is hereditary, but using magic definitely comes easier than it did for my parents. I started learning in my teens?\"\n\nA small chuckle as she added, \"My Mom is a Macen and she would definitely think that I was about to set something on fire if she saw me practicing.\"\n\nShe paused, moving to follow him outside. Mostly because having a tail that was her primary source of locomotion meant being inside could be cramped. She stretches, rising up higher to do so and yawning. \"Better out here...\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie scooted himself a bit to the side in case Cynthia needed more room to stretch. He plays with his hair again, \"Thank you. It's comforting to know that someone thinks it's similar to temple work.\" He walks around the open area, his head facing the floor like he was searching for a key. \n\nHe giggled when Cynthia spoke about her mother, \"Starting a fire from healing magic?\" He puts a finger to his chin and thinks about the elaborate scenarios one would have to be in for that to happen. \"You must've been quite the teenager to make her think that. But I've heard most mother are overly worrisome.\" He says with a laugh.\n\nHe looks back up to Cynthia, makes a circular motion with his finger pointed down at the ground and jokes, \"What would she think now that you're here?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "\"Well, that's all I saw it from!\" As she laughed before pausing, lifting his hand. A pale, bright ball of light began to form and twist in on itself. It formed a ball of water on her palm, twisting repeatedly to keep its form. \"Well, I did this too growing up. It was near the ocean where I lived that I started doing things like this.\"\n\nShe tossed it across the yard, well away from them, where it splattered across the wood like an overly enthusiastic water balloon. She smiled, \"She always worried. Kept me near her all the time. I guess them not really having their own biological children meant being protective was all. They had a lot of ideas of what I ought to do.\"\n\nAt the question she pauses, rubbing her neck, \"Well uh... Probably die of worry.\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie's eyebrows lifted and he made an *O* Shape with his mouth when the water ball formed on Cynthia's palm. His head tilted up and down following the ball across the yard. As he noticed the slight shift in tone, Dovie stared at the water spreading over the wood for a bit. \n\n\"But when you go back home, what would she think?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "She paused, thinking it over and rubbing her neck. \"I think she'd be mad I left at all really.\"\n\nShe shrugs, moving to check the dummy and pulling on the old, rusted axe until it comes out, turning it over in her hands. Something real to focus on. Smiling she sets it down, moving into a small barracks of sorts to look around the sleeping quarters with the old beds half broken down, blankets of moss covering old cots and bits of floor."
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "Dovie raises an eyebrow but smiles as Cynthia tucks the dummy into the worn out bed. \"Hm... She might be mad about all the fires you could have potentially started. But you can also show her that you know how to put them out,\" He points back to the wet piece of wood. \n\n\"Maybe after she finishes lecturing you, she'll just be glad that you came back home.\""
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"message": "\"Maybe?\" She smiles a bit. \"I'd hope she would be happy I grew and did more. Figured myself out more. But I think she could also be upset I put myself in danger.\"\n\nShe slithers slowly, picking up an old bit of tapestry, studying the pattern. \"Mostly I'd just hope she would be happy to see me again.\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "She looks over as Dovie spins around, then smiles. Seems they hit on something he legitimately enjoys. \"Never had a primrose salad. How do you make it?\" Keeping that line going and as he skips over her question, she nods. Things move on. \"My Mum had a little spice garden but that was about it. Just something to use for fresh herbs, or to save up for colder months.\"\n\nShe smiles and then pauses as she looks at Dovie before chuckling. \"Honestly? I learned a lot about it when I took an interest in healing work. Plants can be used as medicine often, and treat many things. It was useful when I couldn't really *Do* Anything with magic. Aloe for burns. A poultice for swelling. Those sorts of things got me a head start in it all.\"\n\nShe paused then looked at him. \"What sort of things do you know about medicine and plants though?\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "\"You'd make it like any regular ol' salad! You'd get some freshly picked spinach leaves, some fresh sprigs of mint, a few wild strawberries, combine and toss that in oil and vinegar. Then finally top it off with some primrose flowers.\" Dovie reminisced how fulfilled he felt when creating such an appetizer. \n\n\"Oh, if you formally studied medicinal plants then you must know more than me. I only know what my,\" He corrected himself, \"-others have taught me. Things to treat common chamomile for headaches and sage to treat colds.\" \n\nHe walked over to and probed the stairs to the terreplein with his feet, \"Do you think it's still sturdy enough for us to go up?\""
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"author": "bebeduckezra",
"message": "She listens as he describes the salad, smiling. \"I'll need to remember that honestly. My Mom liked salads a lot. I didn't as often but sometimes,\" She admits, rubbing her neck. Sometimes she imagined being a Naga was part of why she was so includes towards being a carnivore.\n\n\"Formally? No, most everything I know is self taught. I did get to read though and not many folks did around there so that helped me a lot.\" She did not though as he spoke, then paused, looking at the stairs.\n\nExhaling she flexes her hand and then shakes it out when nothing happens. Slowly scales of blue, green and grey begin to spread over her skin. \"I can find out. If I fall, it won't hurt so badly.\""
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"message": "Dovie looks up to the terreplein and judges how much it could hurt to fall up from the perspective of a normal macen. He looks back at Cynthia's scaled tail, \"I would hope so\".\n\nHe takes a few steps back to let Cynthia go up if the stairs if she wanted and for the off chance that the terreplein would collaspe. \"I can't catch you if you fall, but we're both healers. We'll figure something out,\" He laughs. \"But if it feels shaky, just come on down.\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "*She'd started up the stairs before they rumbled ominously, then she pauses, brows furrowed. Stretching her tail up the stairs, one crumbles.* \"Well, we are decidedly not going this way.\" *As back down she goes, looking up awkwardly.*\n\n\"Sorry.\" *She chuckles, then looks to the sky and the sun.* \"Ah, I should go back. I've work to do tomorrow.\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "\"Ah!\" Hearing the stairs crumble Dovie stumbles behind Cynthia to catch her just in case, although it would be a pointless attempt since Cynthia weighed *Much* Heavier. Catching her would just get Dovie hurt.\n\n\"Ah, no don't worry about it!\"\n\nHe stepped aside for Cynthia to move past him. \"But thank you by the way. For trying to go up the stairs.\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "*She laughs, rubbing her head.* \"It's fine! It would've been fun and someone smaller than me might be able to. Or someone able to make something to walk up.\"\n\n*She looks up the steps, skin and scale drawing back inward to their natural state. Smiling she says,* \"It was nice meeting you though. Sorry I wasn't much help getting up there. My body just weighs too much, and I'm not overly used to climbing. Or moving quickly.\""
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"author": "Dovie",
"message": "\"Really don't worry about it. I wouldn't even be brave enough to go up there myself.\"\n\nHe dips his head down for a slight bow, \"It was pleasure meeting you too Cynthia. It was a nice...\" He scrunches up his face and lets it go with a laugh, \"Adventure?\""
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"author": "Cynthia Grimm",
"message": "*Smiles, mimicking the motion of the bow awkwardly considering her size and tail, then she laughs.* \"It was adventure enough. Still I hope you have a good day?\" *She tilts her head*. \"And I'm sure you would have been brave enough. It's just a few steps, and you weigh less than I do.\"\n\n*Slithering her way back towards the entrance, she calls,* \"Besides, how often can you visit an old fort like this?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Deep within the forest, Juna walked across the soft layer of grass that lined the edges of the trees and plants that made up the area. There was a quiet sigh of relief that had escaped her, becoming more accustomed to the wilderness she tried to keep to, especially now with finally having made her way back after the encounter with the owlbears she had faced not too long ago.\n\nThe fight hadn't left her unscathed, though to any passing eye it wouldn't have been obvious. However, as hidden as it seemed, there was no denying her exhaustion. A line of sweat had surfaced itself atop her forehead, her ears sat flat against her head as she let out a huff of effort. \n\nThe area where the owlbear's claws had hit her at her side was marked with a partial tear in her shirt. The wound revealed by the tear didn't seem much more than a small scar now, though despite it, Juna could still feel an internal burning that it used to keep her aware of its presence.\n\nIn her arms, a Jackal sat half-sleep. Jace too had his share of battle scars, especially where clumps of his fur seemed more tattered than the rest, but any sign of him having a deeper wound had been patched up with Juna's use of healing magic.\n\nJuna was grateful that Jace was alright at the very least, but having to carry him all the way back had proven to be more work than she would have expected. Several times, she had to take a break and sit the Jackal down before picking him back up again and resuming her journey back. It wasn't all too bad though, every now and then Jace would loll out his tongue in the rare goofy grin of his or even provide a small tail wag of encouragement. It was all he could do at the moment, but Juna would have been happier with him being able to walk more of the way. It didn't matter now, they made it back and their camp wasn't too far from here. Finally, they could get some actual rest.*\n\n*At least, that's what Juna would have figured had the moment's pause not been interrupted by a low growl in her stomach. 'Hungry, of course...' She thought to herself as she slowed to a stop by the base of an overgrown tree.\n\nPart of Juna wished she had hunted something before she went off to face a bunch of magical feathered bears, but the thought of fighting with a full stomach was all the less appeasing to think about at the time.\n\nShe gazed down at Jace and ran a hand along his back in a more soothing way and seeing him look at her with that same lazied grin, she knew she'd be on her own for this one.*\n\n\"Don't worry Jace... I'll catch us something...\" *She said quietly to her Jackal before lowering him to the ground to rest at the base of the tree. Juna crouched down beside him and instinctively Jace tried to force himself up as if expecting something to happen. A low whimper rose in his throat from the stings of injuries that still pestered him. It was almost too low for Juna to hear, but yet she did and with a twitch of her ears, she stood back up.*\n\n\"Stay here Jace...\"\n\n*A whine of protest came from him as he rolled carefully to his stomach to stand up, too used to assisting his huntress when it came to catching animals to sit still while she got something on her own.*\n\n\"Stay.\" *She said more sternly, holding her hand out to emphasize it more for her Jackal to understand. Jace kept himself low to the ground, almost looking up at her in a pleading way, but Juna only gave a light shake of her head before turning to the forest. \n\nThe sounds of nature echoed in her ears, fairly soothing in a way as she went to begin her search for prey.\n\nJace remained at the roots of the tree, sitting up with more of a slouch to his posture as he gazed around the area he was in. His nose could still trace the scent of his owner as she slowly began to create distance between them and though he made no move to follow, his fur still prickled in anticipation.*"
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"author": "aetherod",
"message": "*Equally deep within the forest, a different person travelled. This one, Brackard, did not move with the easy pace or the quiet swiftness of Juna as he instead thumped along the dirt with a heavy pack upon his shoulders. Fortunately, he was not as loud as he could have possibly been, as the Orc's precious armor had not joined him on this outing. He instead wore only his steel war axe, knife and arming sword upon his belt, with a strung Yew longbow clasped firmly in his left hand.*\n\n*The green-skinned man walked between the trees, often having to duck to avoid the lower branches as his tall figure prevented easy movement through the harshest of the thickets. While he moved, he removed a small piece of jerked beef from his pack, beginning to break off parts of it to eat. Though he was not a skilled tracker, Brackard was relatively sure that there were no substantial populations in the area, and so he planned to camp soon.*\n\n*He had lived in the capital for a few months now, and while the food of the inner city was in many ways better than he could make, Brackard felt compelled to find a fresh catch to spice up his food stocks. Plus, he reasoned, he could get some extra practice with his bow. The orc had not had the opportunity to practice archery to a degree he felt satisfactory, and so he looked forward to the chance to accomplish two tasks at once.*\n\n*The warrior walked for several more minutes before he heard a subtle whine from the base of a nearby tree. Not that of prey, but that of a canine creature in some form of distress. Brackard stopped mid-bite and let one black eyebrow raise above the other. He began to slowly step towards the whine, gradually coming into view of the wounded Jackal. He smiled at the sight of the animal, before furrowing his brows as his eyes crossed over its wounds.*\n\n*Brackard responded by setting his bow and pack to the side, whereupon he took a moment to furrow around inside his pack. He removed another strip of jerky and began to slowly creep forward, palms down with the jerky forward in slight caution. He knew that seemingly injured creatures could be skittish, so hopefully the offering of food could let him get close enough to check out the animal.*"
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Jace swiveled his gaze as his ears picked up the sounds of something drawing near. The fur along his spine began to raise up instinctively from where he laid slouched at the base of the tree. He kept himself low to the ground, ears twitching back and forth before he finally caught sight of who was causing the noise.\n\nAn orc, and a tall one as it may seem, though of course size never mattered much to the hard-headed Jackal. His lips drew back in a snarl at the man, his clear mistrust from another newcomer who he had not yet met before and, with his owner away, there was no one to stop him from lunging at him. Well of course besides his injuries and lack of energy that prevented him to do much more than stand his ground.\n\nThe aroma from the jerky had reached his nose, causing him to pause only for a moment while his gaze traveled to the food the orc was holding. Jace wasn't one to pass up the opportunity of free treats, but as cornered as he was, the Jackal didn't seem too fond of the idea of eating it straight from the orc's hand. Jace took one tentative step towards Brackard, his ears flat on his head while he held a threatening stance. A low growl came from his throat as if daring the orc to try something despite the disadvantage the Jackal was at. Jace didn't seem like he was bracing for a fight so much as warding the orc off.\n\nSome distance away from them, Juna walked through the forest with her bow held in hand. She wasn't quite sure how far she trekked from her Jackal, only knowing how strong the scent trails were to leading her back. With any luck, maybe she could get a good shot on a rabbit or two before heading back. However, the thought hadn't fully crossed her before the disturbance passed through. A snarl or rather a growl. Juna turned her head back the way she came, allowing her ears to raise up attentively as if checking for what could be the source of it.*\n\n\"Jace...\" *She whispered to herself.* \"Please... Not again...\""
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"message": "*Aha! A victory that Brackard cherished as the jackal closed in to him and accepted the offered food. A victory that shall be capitalized on. Obviously this creature needs sustenance, and Brackard had eaten breakfast before leaving this morning so he wasn't particularly peckish. As such, Brackard removed another piece from his pack and held it in his hand, palm up to show Jace where the food was. Notably, he did not place it on the ground. If the Jackal wanted more food, he would need to come up to the kindly orc's hand.*\n\n\"Ain't nothing wrong with sharing food with a friendly soul, is there? You're a cute little guy, that's for sure.\"\n\n*The side of Brackard's head twitched slightly as he heard the soft sounds of hurried movement through the trees, but he did not yet move into action. He was sure that the animal had heard it far before him, and Jace did not seem concerned by the new noises. If the incoming noises heralded a friend, then all the better for Jace and the orc. If they didn't? Brackard was reasonably confident that he could handle any threat that didn't scare a wounded Jackal.*"
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*A huff came from the Jackal, whether it was from annoyance or a simple sign of peace, it was hard to tell from him. He leaned his head forward a bit as if he were going to take the jerky before quickly retracting it back with a grumble deep in his throat. Jace seemed rather reluctant, less from distrust and more from pride upon demand. His tail was low, his shoulders lax as his lifted his head up and barked at the Orc.\n\nJuna's ears shot up, the sound of Jace's barks echoing in her head in heightened sounds.*\n\n\"I'm coming Jace-\" *She breathed. Juna caught of flash of his brown fur, easily made for the camouflage in the lower ends of the forest. Upon the sight of him she quickly caught a glimpse of Brackard, not enough to see him clearly but good enough to know her target. She quickly turned herself so that she could be positioned behind a tree out of view of the two.*\n\n\"Just draw and shoot, draw and shoot...\" *She panted to herself as she pulled the string of the bow back with clear protest from the muscles throughout her arms. A single bit of sweat fell down the side of her face as she hesitated.*\n\n\"Just shoot, just shoot, just...\" *Her grip tightened on her bow, her words being countered with the thoughts of her accidentally hitting an innocent person or animal. Jace was the one to get worked up over nothing, but no, she can't think of this now.\n\nJuna turned, bringing herself out from behind the tree in view of the two of them. Her bow string drawn fully back and aimed directly at Brackard's head.*\n\n\"Get away from my Jackal!\" *She quickly blurted out with so much effort in her words, it seemed like she expelled whatever breath she had left from that simple demand. Her arms shook ever so lightly from holding the string back for just that long and her tail fur spiked up on end. Her breathing was rapid, though she didn't let the clear showing of exhaustion allow her to take her sights of Brackard for a second.*"
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"author": "aetherod",
"message": "\"C'mon, little buddy. I'm not gonna hurt you, just making sure you're fed and wantin' a look at those scrapes you've got. Can't rightly do that if you're hiding from me, right?\"\n\n*The calming voice continued while he put the little strip of meat down on the ground a slight bit closer than arm's length. He patted the dirt beside it as he finished his piece of food, his other hand briefly massaging the back of his neck as he looked to the left.*\n\n*When Brackard looked, he was quite surprised to find a short Canifor huntress pointing a bow at him, her words of shock and fear carrying easily to him. His eyes widened and he instinctively pushed himself off the ground into a roll behind one of the many trees surrounding the three of them. If he managed to reach cover before she fired, he staggered to his feet and stuck a hand out of cover in a brief wave.*\n\n\"Heya, miss! Sorry for startlin' you! I'm just checking up on your Jackal, makin' sure he's got himself a little snack!\" *He shouted, before pulling his hand back into cover. His breathing was fair and calm as he looked down towards Jace, his chest rising and falling slowly while he tilted his head back and forth to listen for any sounds indicative of further attack.*\n\n*The woman he saw was surely the owner of this animal, then. It sounded like she cared quite a bit for him, with the vehement force with which she called him away. Did he detect a tinge of fear in her voice? A desperation towards a wounded friend and companion, compounded by stress and hardship? The stress, her light equipment, and the bow combined with the knowledge of her injured canine companion made Brackard furrow his brow as he quickly worked through potential scenarios. A patrol is unlikely, too few people. Travellers also unlikely, not well equipped enough for lengthy trips. A hunting trip gone wrong? That sounds plausible, and if so then perhaps this situation could be calmed down.*\n\n*Brackard's bow was across the clearing a few steps, against a tree currently opposite him. Unfortunate that he didn't have a ranged weapon, but he didn't believe he needed one. Not when his voice would do just fine.*\n\n\"Miss, you can put that bow down, okay? I'm not hurting anyone, your boy just needed some loving while you were hunting for some food. How's about you come over here and we can chat on less intense grounds?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*The aim of her bow followed Brackard's hasty retreat with such quiver in her movements it almost seemed like the bow would snap from the harshness of it. Her quick breathing didn't stir, her mind processing the large orc before he vanished behind the safety of the tree with a small wave of peace. Juna grunted, her teeth clenching in effort as her strength ebbed away and with it the arrow. It shot out from the sharply drawn bow, firing out towards the tree Brackard was hiding behind.\n\nThe arrow had hit the tree with such force that it had penetrated through the semi-thick trunk of it, just enough for the head of the arrow to reveal itself on the other side though not enough to fully make it through.\n\nSmall chips of wood fell from tree while Juna stood motionless, her eyes widened as the shock went through her. She fired, she most definitely fired. Juna had been aiming at his head, Juna could have killed him, no Juna couldn't have killed him, she didn't fire, she hesitated, she didn't want to kill him and yet she was aiming to.\n\nJuna crumbled to the ground, falling to her knees under the weight of tiredness with the adrenaline leaving her all at once. The Jackal turned his head, the interest of food vanishing at once at the sight of his huntress that he quickly hobbled over to her. \n\nHis ears were drawn back with concerned once he came close enough to sniff at her. Jace's tail swung back and forth, not in excitement but instead as a more nervous action.*\n\nJuna's bow sat discarded at her side while she remained slumped over, saying in a quiet tone:*\n\n\"I'm sorry... I couldn't I... I thought...\" *She let out an exhale of air only to be met by the reassuring licks of her Jackal to make her aware that he was still okay. Juna weakly lifted an arm to come to rest on the Jackal's shoulders before she could eventually lift her head to look towards where the orc had hidden.*\n\n*I'm so sorry...\" She whispered. Juna had never wanted to shoot the man even more so lethally as the thought of such injury always sickened her internally. It was one thing when it was animals of the hunt, but of another person? Juna swallowed, coating her dry throat in the burning shame of the thought of the act. The rush of adrenaline, the feeling of fear that the worst had come over her Jackal had sent her nearly flying out through the trees and with her the arrow that could have taken claim of the person's life.\n\nJuna lifted her free hand up to meet her face as she gently covered it. He just wanted to help out her Jackal? Was she so in the wrong for jumping the conclusions over the risk of coming back to find a fallen companion that had stuck to her side through even the hardest of times? Juna couldn't answer that. She cared too much to have to live with the thought of losing her Jace to her carelessness in the moment.*"
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"message": "*Brackard continued to hide behind the tree, listening to the breathing of the woman aiming at him. Finally, he heard the twang of the bow and, moments later, the crash of the arrow against the tree he used as cover. After it collided, the tip poked out through the surface of the bark not a few centimeters from where he was against the tree. He scrunched his face up as he jerked backwards in surprise, a small shout of alarm leaving his lips.*\n\n\"Hey! Hey! What'd I say to you?! I'm not here for a fight!\" \n\n*He stopped moving after calling out to her, waiting for the signs of another arrow to strike. A few moments passed while Juna fell to the ground, her rampant exhaustion preventing a second attempt at assaulting the much larger orc. Brackard contented himself with watching as her Jackal left the food behind to return to his Master. Once the creature had reached Juna and began to tend to her with comforting licks and noises Brackard stepped out from behind the tree. He glanced towards her to ensure she was not preparing another attack, and when he was satisfied that she was harmless he wrapped a brutish hand around the arrow and yanked it from the tree, sending more slivers of bark across the ground as the metal tip dragged its way out.*\n\n*The poor girl, something had to have just happened to her and her pet. In such a case, who would blame a little rash behavior? He was fine, she was fine, nobody was hurt. Everything's good. She just needed a little help.*\n\n*Brackard stepped towards her slowly, briefly pointing the tip of her arrow at her before bringing it back to his side. As he closed in on the girl, his external brutish appearance softened. He wasn't a brute, he wasn't a danger. The strong, stoic orc was a friend, a help. He smiled around his tusks as he crouched down in front of Juna and stuck a hand out, offering her arrow back to her.* \n\n\"Ain't nothing wrong, little lady. You're seeming a little tired to be defending your friend, but it's real admirable all the same.\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna couldn't meet his gaze, though that wasn't to him specifically so much as anyone she came across. She had looked up only ever so slightly to catch sight of the traitorous arrow that had impaled the innocent tree. A hand reached up to it as she took the arrow from the orc and gazed down at it briefly before closing her eyes.\n\nHer arms ached, but at least she hadn't committed an act that would leave a sense of dread in her.*\n\n\"I'm... Sorry...\" *She had repeated under her breath as if she couldn't find the proper words to respond to this man. Juna was aware of him standing over her and with him her Jackal who had seemed to show no sign of concern with him being around. Maybe he was a friend after all. Though that thought wouldn't completely erase the memory of what could have nearly happened the one day at the tavern.\n\nShe turned to look at Jace, seeing him rather lax as he sat back on his haunches with his tongue hanging out dryly and, finally, the Canifor let out a quiet sigh to rid away the thoughts of what could have happened.\n\nShe looked upwards only to come to realize how much Brackard loomed over her with where she sat squatted to the ground, her tail poking straight out behind her. Juna recalled the time she had met another person in the forest not too long ago after nearly ruining the hunt for both of them with Jace's attempt at going after them. The thought created a thin curve of her lips, almost a smile before realizing her Jackal could have been stabbed then as well. At the very least she paid the man back for it and all had gone well, perhaps she could still do that now.*\n\n\"Is there... Anything I can do to make up for it...?\" *She asked up to him. There wasn't much she could do in her position, maybe at most go hunting for a bit with any luck of catching something small or maybe providing hospitality at her camp though it wasn't much more than a location in the middle of the forest. Perhaps she should have taken Dovie's advice.*"
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"author": "aetherod",
"message": "*When Juna took the arrow from Brackard's hand he twisted his palm, curling his fingers over hers as he helped to clasp the arrow in her hand. Each moss-green digit overshadowed her palm as his hand hid hers from view. He was giving her back the weapon she had used, trusting her with it without anger and without fear. His other hand planted itself on her opposite shoulder, squeezing the joint with a gentle understanding as he met her gaze.*\n\n\"There in't nothing you need to do to make up for it. You were just concerned for your companion. Concerned enough you were willing to stand toe to toe with a big, dumb brute like me. Though... Perhaps, if you're really wanting to do something for me. How's about you tell me your name and the name of your adorable pup there? My name's Brackard Goretooth. Ignore the last name, that's a family title and well, I'm sure you've seen, ah. Boisterous family members before.\"\n\n*While Juna presumably told him her name and that of her Jackal, Brackard gradually let go of his two tender holds on her and stood to his full height, putting his hands on his hips as he did. Once she was finished with her explanation, he launched into another comment.*\n\n\"Y'know. I'd really appreciate it if you let me take you to your camp. The two of you look a hair too tired to make it on your own. Then I can get some food and you can help me try to make it edible. Sound like a plan?\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna squeezed her eyes shut as Brackard placed his hand upon her shoulder, flinching at the burning pain that emanated from him squeezing the sore muscle. She didn't say anything in response at first, merely holding her breath until he had eventually moved his hand away. Her ears twitched at his question, lowering her head as she said ever so quietly:*\n\n\"I'm Juna... And... The Jackal over there probably going for your rations is... Jace...\"\n\n*She inclined her head to the side in showing as Jace had made his way over to Brackard's pack of stuff after seeing that his huntress was doing alright. He sniffed at the bag as if trying to get a take on its contents that may reveal where the jerky that Brackard had handed him earlier was hiding.\n\nAt any other point in time, Juna would have giggled at the Jackal's altered attention, though now finding the moment humorous seemed wrong on her part to which she knew she'd have to apologize later for. \n\nAt Brackard's suggestion of taking him back to their camp, she looked back up at him in slight confusion.*\n\n\"Take us back to our camp...?\" *She shook her head quickly as if denying his offer to help.* \"We're fine... Really-\"\n\n*Juna never meant to emphasize the 'we' in the situation knowing that she wouldn't let Jace push himself anymore than he had already today, but at the very least she knew that she could still hunt if need be, well she figured anyways.*\n\n\"We... I...Can still hunt for something... Something to make up for...\" *She paused at her words before finishing the statement:* \"Shooting... At... You...\"\n\n*Juna didn't like the way it came out, the words leaving a acrid taste in her mouth. She tried to force herself back up to her feet, feeling the burning protest of her aching legs before she bit back the feeling of soreness and placed a hand onto a tree trunk to brace herself into standing. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath before finally releasing her hold on the tree and standing more or less upright.*"
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"author": "aetherod",
"message": "*Brackard shook his head back and forth at her refusal, crossing his hands in front of his hardened chest as he looked down at her. The muscled warrior then gestured to her weakened knees, shivering legs, and completely inept stance.*\n\n\"No can do, lil' wolf. You wanted to make up for shooting at me? Let me make sure you're in a position safe enough to not warrant any more fighting. You can't rightly keep Jace safe if you can't even stand up straight, though I respect the heck out of ya for trying. I'm going to take both of you Jays to your camp, I'm going to hunt something for you, and then we're going to have a nice dinner.\"\n\n*He gently patted her on the head as he turned around, watching Jace pull a few more strips of jerky from his backpack with ravenous hunger. Brackard then walked over to collect his equipment, specifically grabbing his bow first before taking his backpack and fixing it to the side of said backpack. Brackard put on the backpack, and then he picked up the rest of the spilled jerky, holding one up for Juna while he attempted to feed the rest to the Jackal.*\n\n*If the Jackal was happy with Brackard's presence, then the orc would bend over and lightly wrap an arm around and underneath him, lifting the Jackal into a soft, comfortable grip while still feeding him from the other hand.*\n\n\"Enjoying your food, buddy? I'll make sure to get some more of you later today, especially if you're a good boy and let me hold you.\""
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna lifted her head up, her ears twitching rather irritably from Brackard patting the top of her head as feeling of belittlement crossed her. One ear rose up while the other remained flat atop her head as she said in response to her keeping Jace safe:*\n\n\"I think I've done a pretty decent job so far...\"\n\n*It was hard to tell whether or not her tone carried annoyance with how little she said and how quietly she's said it, but she found herself turning away from the orc as he walked over to her Jackal. The statement was true, however, she couldn't deny all the times Jace had been there to save her life one way or another especially with the recent fight with the owlbears. She would have been completely mauled had he not jumped in.\n\nJace had happily eaten away at the pieces of jerky, ignorant to Brackard coming close until he had attempted to pick him up. The Jackal kicked out with his hind legs as they lost the feeling of ground, trying to find a better hold before he could finally sit more comfortably in the orc's arms, nipping at the pieces of jerky he held out to him.\n\n Juna carefully bent down to pick up her bow, checking the arrow she was handed back to make sure it was still in tact before putting it back in her quiver. As she turned around to see Jace wallowing in the amount of treats he was given, Juna couldn't help but give a humorously light shake of her head.*\n\n\"Oh Jace...\"\n\n*The Jackal let out a bark in response after having his fill and drew his head away from the tempting pieces of jerky in a satisfied yawn. Juna looked out towards the forest in the direction that she knew camp would be in. 'Not too far at least,' she thought to herself as she began to heading towards it, her legs aching in process. Despite it, walking helped at the least to get them used to the idea that it's not time for them to rest just yet and Juna decided to try keeping that in mind the further she walked off through the forest with the expectation of Brackard following after her with ease.*"
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "**Outskirts of The Wilds**\n*Within the thickets of the Salvainian wilds, many a rabid beast lurked. In recent days, a pack of Korvac Dogs had been attacking travelers and merchants through the paths around their den - acting far more aggressive than normal, the guild supposing they were mutants. \n\nPosting a moderate reward and assigning a regional soldier to accompany them, the task was clear: Exterminate or otherwise pacify these beasts, and return with the proof.*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna walked through the wilds, a bow held in one hand with an arrow in another. Down by her side was her Jackal, Jace, who seemed to be listening alertly for any signs of potential dangers. Occasionally he would lower his head to sniff along the ground in search of a new scent.\n\nJuna kept herself alert. Even in company of others working to help remove these beasts, Juna felt the need to keep herself well-prepared in case one is spotted from nowhere; a task similar to this replaying vividly in her mind.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester hops from branch to branch, careful to not make any loud noises. He scans the area. He's never really encountered any type of dangerous beast before but he thought this would be a great opportunity to see one, train, and get paid for it! He smiles to himself. 'This was gonna be so fun!' He thought. The smile drained from his face and he nearly jumped out of his skin when he spotted movement. He focused his eyes on them till he realized it was a familiar face, two actually. His smile returns, happy to see possibly the only friend he has out here. He resists the urge to jump down and scare her, knowing he would probably get an arrow to the skull and mauled by Jace. He kept going, but now jumping on branches that would be just at the top of her field of vision, hoping she would be alerted to his presence instead of immediately attacking*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna's ears flitted to the side, hearing the sounds of movement just above her. Instinctively she knocked an arrow into her bow to ready herself before gazing up towards the target to see that it was only Jester.*\n\n\"Jester...?\" *She asked, coming to a stop while watching the branches and leaves shake with each movement. Though it hadn't been long since they had last seen each other before parting ways temporarily. Juna still found it odd to see him again so soon.* \"What are you doing here?\""
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester swung down and landed on the ground in front of her* \"Oh nothin, swingin around, livin live, hunting down hostile mutant dogs. You know, the usual\" *He smiled at her* \"What are *You* Doing here?\" *He nodded at Jace* \"S'up\"\n\n*Jester sees how ready she is and pulls his dagger out of his boot. He mentally smacks himself for not looking somewhat professional in front of her*"
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"I'm here for the same thing actually...\" *She said, removing the arrow away from the string of her bow.* \"Well... The hunting mutant dogs part anyways...\"\n\n*Jace sniffed around Jester as if trying to pick up a specific scent only to sneeze and walk off upon not finding what he was looking for.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester smiles* \"That's great, if i'm being completely honest, i have no idea what i'm doing. I cant throw myself into a pack of dogs without some support from afar\" *He smiles* \"You ready to take em on?\""
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She gave a small nod.* \"Yeah... I think so...\" *Juna answered quietly.* \"Hopefully it's not as bad as a bunch of owlbears...\" *Jace had trailed back to where they were, gazing up at them as if waiting on them to continue moving.*\n\n\"Let's just try to find them before they find us.\" *She said finally, look off towards the direction they were already heading in.*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*From behind the two, along an overgrown path known only to the locals of the region, a slim, gruff gentleman approached, clothed in light mail and plate, the cloth denoting his status as a soldier of the regional armies. Clipping his woody beard was a simple dome helm, his needly eyes watching the two with a mix of relief and fatigue. He rested a militia polearm - a poleaxe, namely - on his shoulder, reaching a foot higher than him. \n\nHe was a tall man, about 6'2, his stride long even on the uneven ground. His gait changed as he drew near, giving a terse flick of his fingers in a short wave as he greeted the two in a low, growling voice.*\n\"I'm assumin' yer the pair o' mercenaries tha guild said'd be takin' this contract?\""
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester smiles and nods* \"That would be us\" *Jester's tail flicked* \"I would assume your the regional soldier?\" *Jester looks up at him and thinks. He would never classify himself as a mercenary, a very dangerous explorer maybe but he thought the title made him seem more dangerous than he actually was*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna's ears perked up as the man approached, asking if they were the mercenaries that were hired. She nodded in agreement to Jester's response all the while her Jackal had gone on ahead to sniff at the soldier to make sure he wasn't a threat.*\n\n\"We were told that there was hostile pack of dogs that needed to be taken care of. We're here to help-\""
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"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"That'd be me.\"\n*Johan regarded the two a moment, scanning them over briefly. They look prepared enough - they weren't going out too far, but the quarry was dangerous, and he wondered if these were up to the task. He shrugged to himself, deciding that they would take things as they came, nodding to the two.*\n\"Not dogs - Korvac Dogs. Sheep dogs aren't part sheep, right?\"\n*He corrected her with a cold, short smile, which melted away immediately as he fumbled with a button on his gambeson skirt, producing a faded picture of a group of snarling beasts - showing it to the two.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester's ears drooped a slight but* \"Oh wow ok, those things look dangerous\" *Jester questioned himself for a second before thinking over the situation. Though he never has been in this type of situation, he new he was strong. He put a determined smile on his face* \"Shouldn't be too much of a problem though\" *He gripped the hilt of his dagger a bit tighter*"
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna's ears rose as a startled expression crossed her face at the sight of the dogs. Never before has she seen creatures so grotesque and yet, they did seem similar to the normal canines she was somewhat used to.*\n\"Yeah...\"*Juna agreed quietly before looking back at Johan.*\"Is there anything that we should know about these creatures before we find them...?\""
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan gave a grunt in affirm, running his hand across his beard as he thought, returning an explanation as she shifted from foot to foot.*\n\"First o' all, Korvac Dogs are blind. This don't mean they can't find ya', they're other senses are better - smellin' n' hearin', y'know? Second, there's five o' them in their den - a cave o' sorts. Third...\"\n*He held up three fingers at this point, raising his eyebrows slightly.*\n\"...As the guild would'a rightly told you, these ones 'r mutated magically. Hell if I know why, but they're highly aggressive now - not the damned cowards like the normal ones. Anythin' else you need to know?\"\n*He concluded with a question and a huff, stamping the end of his polearm into the soil as he grew tired of its weight.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester thought out loud* \"Hmmm. I can be really quiet and stealthy if i try and I have really good sight so hopefully I can see them before they even know we are there. I could also tell you when they do smell or hear us, sort of a hidden talent I have\" *Jester thought it out* \"I can't exactly think of anything else needed. You got anything Juna?\""
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna thought it over for a bit before glancing over to Jester.* \"I can try to keep my distance and fire off arrows at them...\"*She suggested.* \"It might not be much... But it might be able to confuse them...\" *The Canifor wasn't used to coming up with plans, mostly just going about her own way with them, but maybe this one could work with the group working with one another.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "Jester looked a bit worried \"The only problem is I'd have to go in close range. We could pick em off with your arrows and my daggers from afar till I can jump into the fray and take them out\" He sighed \"We'll have to worry about that later for now lets focus on getting there unnoticed\""
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"Alright.\" *Juna said with a nod. She could probably send in help if Jester needed it, but for now they had yet to actually find the mutant canines.* \"Let's go.\""
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"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan nodded and gestured further into the thicket, lifting up the polearm onto his shoulder with a heave once more, glancing around warily as he continued into the forest.\n\nThey soon reached a sparser region, patches of dark grass sprouting up in between the looming trees. He held a hand up in a fist, warning them to stop. He pointed to a small, grassy dip in the clearing ahead, the bushes surrounding the den only barely obscuring their view. In the entrance lay a pair of Korvac Dogs, snarling in their sleep.*\n\"There it is. Two o' them at the front, so I'd be guessin' the rest are inside...\""
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester scrunches up his nose* \"They look uglier in person\" *He whispers. His right eye starts to turn up in his head. He blinks and his right eye is now black with a pulsing red pupil* \"I can use this to know if they sense us\"\n\n*In Jester's eye, the dogs had a white outline*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"I can try climbing up one of the trees to see if I can a good shot on them. Jace can help you down here and if you want I can summon a few wolves as well...\"*She whispered back to him.*\"I'll just need a bit of time.\""
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester nods* \"I gotta stay close\" *He keeps his eyes on the Dogs* \"Summon those wolves. I dont want to attack them head on and bring out the rest. Maybe we can draw them away, attack them, then take on the rest. Divide and conquer. We throw somethin small at one of em and either you shoot your arrow into the brush, or I throw my dagger. That way we lure them away and take them out\""
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna sat down, taking the time to concentrate as three circles began to open up around her.*\n\n```Summon Wolves: 2 Turns until summoned``` \n\n\"Try to keep an eye on them.\" *She whispered.*\"I'll need some more time.\""
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"I'm supposed to be here just to observe, but tell me if ya' need my help - I've cut apart my fair share o' Korvac's bastards...\"\n*He reported with a hushed tone, keeping his eye on the beasts as he noticed Juna's summoning circles.*"
},
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dogs would not move for now, still fast asleep as the sun began to creep onto the horizon.*"
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"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester looks at the dogs, keeping his dagger secure in his hand. He frowned at an intrusive thought. What if they failed and he got his only friends mauled. What if he died or worse, irreparably injured, and he could never go on his epic quest around the world. He shook the thought out of his head. He had to focus on the task at hand*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna readied an arrow from her quiver.*\"Get ready to split them off...\"*She whispers to them.*\"Jace and the wolves will be close behind.\"\n\n```Spirit Wolves: 1 Turn until Summoned```"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*The soldier kept close, rising up behind a tree so he could more easily rush in with his polearm, nodding to Juna and Jester.*\n\"On your mark, miss...\""
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester searches the ground for something small an blunt. He finds a pebble amongst the foliage He smiles and gets ready to throw it at the Dog on the right*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*From the circles, three wolves appeared around her. Juna would notch the arrow in her bow, feeling a rush of anticipation as she drew it back and locked aim on the dog Jester was aiming to throw the pebble at.*\n\n\"Now.\" *She whispered in a hissed tone before firing the arrow out towards the canine.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester threw the pebble as hard as he could at the dog, raising his dagger and preparing*"
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The rightmost Dog yelped in surprise as the rock slammed into its snout, rousing it violently from its sleep. The second Dog stirred slightly, but did not stir - not until Juna's arrow pierced the right Dog's flank, howling in pain and rage.\n\nThe two began to snarl and growl malevolently, eyes ablaze with an unnatural determination - the first beast stumbling slightly as they stalked towards the group.*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"Right then, into the fray!\"\n*He cried, gritting his teeth as he took a defensive position between the two. Johan wouldn't be able to protect them both.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester jumps a bit as the dogs wake up. At least one of them was injured. In his eyes, the dogs became orange. This is good. He could still trick them. He took his knife and threw his dagger as far as he could away from them to the right. Hopefully this would make them think they are over there*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna would grab another arrow from her quiver and notch it in her bow, readying for when she would have to use it again. She would direct one wolf to slowly walk to the right in order to try to make a small arc around the beast stalking towards them before it would let out a low growl at it. The other two wolves would be directed to join Johan's side as he stood to protect them.*"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The right Korvac Dog, rattled and dazed by the multiple attacks, falls easily for Jester's misdirection, bounding towards the bushes that the knife had settled in.\n\nBut the second Dog was not so easily swayed, now certain of where the group was, and bolting towards Jester as it located where he had thrown the dagger from.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*As the tricked dog, still orange, bounds away, Jester curses under his breath when the other dog turns red and runs straight towards them. His eye rolls back and both his eye and his vision go back to normal. He stands to his full height and keeps his eyes on the dog* \"Juna, send a wolf or two for that injured dog, we need to focus on this one\""
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"Right-\" *She says quickly, touching the tip of the arrow as it began to glow a bright red tint.*\n\n```Heated Shot: 5 Mana; 95/100 Mana Remaining```\n\n*She directs the two wolves close to them to go for the injured dog. As they did, they would wait until they drew close enough before both lunging themselves at the Korvac.\n\nJuna would draw back the string of the bow and fire off the burning arrow towards the dog that had figured out their location, hoping to be able to catch it off guard with it running directly towards them.*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan let out a roaring grunt as the brought down the poleaxe head down on the charging beast, the blade glinting in the light shafts.*"
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The first Dog soon grew confused as it sniffed at the ground, realising its quarry wasn't here - the confusion turning to panicked anger as it was assaulted by Juna's wolves. It clawed and gnashed at then helplessly, tumbling over as it was knocked prone. It was no threat for now.\n\nThe second Dog, watching Johan's telegraphed attack with mild bemusement, swung its head out of the way of the blade, eyeing the polearm as it struck the ground with a hollow clang. \n\nBut, having thrown all its attention to this melee, the Dog was unawares of the archer's shot - the arrow shunting deep into its neck, the tip searing the flesh. The Dog snarled in pain, its throat too damaged to howl any louder as it stumbled forward in recoil.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester, in an attempt to use the dogs momentum against it, He reels back his fist. A deep red aura surrounds his hand*\n\n```Empowered Strike, 2.5 mana. 117.5/120 mana remaining```\n\n*He brings down his glowing hand, aiming for the dogs ugly snout*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna would grab another arrow from her quiver. As she did, she would send the third wolf who was waiting idly to charge towards the dog Jester was fighting in order to provide him with some assistance.*\n\n```5 Mana Regenned; 100/100 Mana Remaining```"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dog closest to them felt the full force of his Empowered Strike, dazed from the arrow in its neck, spluttering with rage as it collapsed under the pressure.\n\nJuna's third wolf would stop charging, slowing to a stalk as it circled the downed Dog - drawing close and slowly sinking its paws into its torso and arm as it landed a mortal bite on its neck.*\n\n`Korvac Dog [1/5] Defeated.`\n\n*The furthest Dog, still tussling with the two ethereal wolves, managed to grip one by the scruff of its neck with its maw, throwing it off as it attempted to do the same with the remaining wolf latched to it.*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester smiled and rushed over to Juna. He noticed the dog and wolves still fighting and looked at her with a determined look* \"Can I have an arrow please.\" *It seemed to be less of a question as he held out his hand expectantly*\n\n```2.5 mana regen. 120/120 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"Sure...\"*Juna said slowly before hesitantly giving him the arrow she had in her hand and grabbing another from her quiver for herself. Jace seemed to be at her side, waiting instruction as she gazed over at the wolves and dog fighting before sending her third wolf towards them to join the fray.*"
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The third wolf would join the second in attempting to pin down the remaining Dog, but it had gained the upper hand at this point, and while it was injured and bleeding, its tenacity had drawn the group into a standoff - each beast slowly stalking in circles around each other's enemy.\n\nNo other Dogs had been alerted by this - which was highly abnormal, as Korvac Dogs were highly intelligent - and highly cowardly - pack hunters, the first sign of danger beyond their strength resulting in entire packs retreating under normal conditions. Yet the rest slept soundly deep in the den...*"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester held the arrow up and his ponytail wrapped around it and held it. He tucked back his ears as he charged at the dog. He reared back his fist and charged head on*"
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna touched the tip of her arrow, warming it up as she notched it in her bow.*\n\n```Heated Shot: -5 Mana; 95/100 Mana Remaining```\n\n*Juna would draw the string of her bow back and take aim of the Korvac the others were fighting before firing off the arrow.*"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "For a single Korvac Dog, even one made aggressive by mutation, this overwhelming force upon him became too much to handle, the beast attempting to turn tail and scarper. But the attacks came too swift and too many, Jester's fist leaving a bruise on the Dog's back, the wolves biting at its legs and snout, the arrow piercing deep into its flank, the searing pain causing it to collapse from shock. Again, one of the wolves dispatched it as a predator would, lingering around the body in the case it sprung up again...*\n\n`Korvac Dog [2/5] Defeated.`\n\n*The air would grow quiet as the din of battle faded, only their heavy pants audible over the forest sounds. They had dealt with the guards, now only the ones within the den remained...*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"Great work, you two. Didn't even need my help.\"\n*Johan congratulated the two, his sharp voice unable to hide his satisfaction at their proficiency so far.*"
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna relaxed slightly after seeing the two dogs defeated. She would glance at her other companions and direct her wolves to return to them for the time being.*\"It might be a little harder to get the rest inside the den...\"*She thought aloud to the two of them.*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"Ah, we'll be fine. How long do those wolves stay around for?\"\n*The soldier asked, pointing to the ethereal beasts, an anxious undertone to his mostly confident voice.*"
},
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*She tilts her head to the side as the wolves neared them, bringing a hand up to scratch under the chin of one.*\"They usually last until I un-summon them or... At least until something else kills them...\"*She answered quietly, removing her hand to reach for an arrow from her quiver.*"
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"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "Jester nods \"Good, I can help with the last few dogs. We need to locate the last few dogs then as soon as we do\" *He turns to Johan* \"I can empower you. I can do it to myself as well, we may need the extra strength\""
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan gave him a thumbs-up, pointing to the den and glancing at the two.*\n\"For now, let's approach - take a look inside and work out what to do next.\""
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The remaining Dogs still were asleep inside, though the closest to the entrance had been mildly roused by the commotion. Due to their heightened aggression, the Dogs outside hadn't thought to howl for their companions, but the ones inside would be too close to not rouse the others. This would be a troublesome affair to handle.*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "\"I'll keep my distance and provide back up if needed...\"*Juna said quietly with a light dip of her head before having her three wolves walk over to the two of them.*\"They should be able to help for now in case they all wake up-\"\n\n*After saying such, Juna would decide to heighten her senses in order to be ready for the worst to happen.*\n\n```Predatorial Senses: +400% Sensitive to Noises - 6 Turns; -5 Mana, 95/100 Mana Remaining```"
},
{
"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester keeps his guard up. He grabs the arrow from his ponytail and grips it. He stands in front of the group. He looks steeled and ready. He puts his hands together and moves his arms up*\n\n```Morph Arms, 10 mana/10 mana cap. 100/110 manna remaining```\n\n*He stretches his new set of arms* \"Let's do this\""
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"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*The three wolves followed behind the soldier, keeping low to the ground as if stalking prey. Juna hung back and began notching an arrow into her bow in preparation while she listened out for a signal.*\n\n```Predatorial Senses - 5 Turns\nMana Regen: 100/100 Mana Remaining```"
},
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"author": "Jester Kane",
"message": "*Jester had a dangerous thought. Though he didn't know if he would be able to act on it. Even thinking about it sent him into a panic. His breathing quickened a bit and his heart rate even more so. He took a breath as a red glow came over his eyes. He calmed down a significant amount and realized something. If they were too far in and were sensed, they'd be surrounded. His whole body glowed red for just a second before he started approaching the first dog as quietly as possible. He whispered to Johan as he brushed past* \"Get that polearm ready\" \n\n```Battle Trance, 2.5 mana + Herculean Strength, 15 mana + 2.5 mana regen. 85/110 mana remaining```"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Eyes widening at Jester's proposed idea, he nodded - holding his poleaxe in front of him, ready to bring it down upon the beast.*"
},
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"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dog stirred slightly, but did not wake - perhaps the higher aggression caused by their mutation lulled them into a deeper sleep. \n\nThe group would soon notice a low, pitiful whining from the other side of the den - a malnourished wolf mewling softly in the corner, scars and bite marks across its body. Clearly it has been abused, but by the Korvac Dogs?*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna began drawing the string of her bow back, angling it to target the Korvac dog that the others were drawing close to. She stiffened as she heard the whining of a wolf resounding in her ears, at first thinking it was one of her own before realizing it was coming from further in the den. The Canifor hesitated, loosening her locked aim as she relaxed the string continuing to watch from afar. Her Jackal's ears perked up at the sound, looking up at his owner expectantly before gazing back towards the cave in anticipation.*\n\n```Predatorial Senses - 4 Turns```"
}
] | 84 | 468 |
52.333333 |
2021-03-28
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[
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "\"Sadistic wretches...\"\n*Johan spat under his breath, rushing forward and driving the spike of his poleaxe into the downed Dog's snout.*"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dog spluttered helplessly as it was caught by surprise, falling limp a moment as the spike pierced its snout. Yet it lived, far more tenacious than its fallen comrades outside, and struggled under the two degrees of assault.*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna tightened her grip on her bow before sending her three wolves to join in with them attacking the Korvac, half her attention still on the seemingly abused wolf.*\n\n```Predatoral Senses - 3 Turns```"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dog let out one final splutter, it's death rattle finally enough to jerk the remaining two awake, immediately snarling and gnashing their teeth at the trio. Eyes ablaze with anger, they rushed forward, ready to charge at the closest member.*"
},
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan pulled his poleaxe free as the beasts barrelled towards them, holding it forward defensively as he glanced to the other two with mild panic.*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna quickly began tugging back the arrow as she noticed the other beasts that have awakened. Her Jackal growled beside her, antsy to jump in, but she kept him at her side as she fired off an arrow to one of the awakening Korvacs before sending her three wolves to attack the other. Juna stood up fully now, readying herself to fire off another arrow as she grabbed one from her quiver.*\n\n```Predatorial Senses - 2 Turns```"
}
] | 47.5 | 314 |
95.666667 |
2021-03-30
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[
{
"author": "Johan the Soldier",
"message": "*Johan moved in closer as the battle heated up, shuffling past Jester's grappling match and heading for the furthest Dog, readying his poleaxe for another strike.*"
},
{
"author": "retro109",
"message": "*The Dog Jester was now battling would quickly come to its senses as an enormous strength clamped around its snout and stomach. It attempted to bite and slash at Jester, but was only capable of feeble growls and paws in this state. It would continue to struggle, aware of its companion's predicament as well.\n\nThe furthest Dog would again shrug off the other wolves' advances, finally landing a killing blow to the third wolf - dissipating it in an instant, the Dog falling suddenly to the ground and collapsing a moment; ample time for the remaining wolves to descend upon it.*"
},
{
"author": "Juna Carse",
"message": "*Juna would fire off the arrows at the Dog Jester was fighting, quickly turning her gaze in time to see one of her wolves get taken out by the other. She grabbed another arrow, her attention now on the other dog as she directed her two remaining wolves to attack it. Jace barked up at her, causing her to direct her attention down to him temporarily before she eventually gave a small nod to allow the Jackal to join in. He would dart out towards where the wolves were fighting the Korvac before lunging at it as well.* \n\n```Mana Regen: 100/100 Mana Remaining```"
}
] | 124 | 287 |
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