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[ { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Another day, another mini expedition into the wilderness. Gabriel strolls along the familiar forest, looking for more herbs and ingredients. His research and trials takes a fair bit of ingredients. It's to be expected when one is looking for a new recipe. In fact, the trial and error aspect is one of the things that makes it fun for Gabriel. It wasn't too long ago when he walked down this same forest only to find himself in a three-way battle. With an Oni and a Silnari, no less. What surprises await him this time? Whatever it is, hopefully it is not another dangerous situation. Gabriel hums softly. He has his nose raised in the air as he sniffs about for the scents of herbs. His braided hair is once again decorated with various wildflowers and leaves. The rays of sun peeking through the leaves reflect off of his bright green eyes. A loyal wolf friend pads along next to him. This wolf wears a loose hemp rope collar decorated with blue feathers of varied lengths.\n\n`Gabriel has his Hunter's Nose perk active. He also has one Spirit Wolf, putting his Mana Cap at 105.`" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The slight breeze of morning day danced through-out the packed terrain, moving pass the swaying blades of green, its motion accumulating into the breathe of the wild woodland. The refreshing natural scent of recent rained nature, the sweet singing of birds flowing like fluid to the ears of many, and the sense of freedom which lived within would be an ideal place for any free-spirited soul. Such is the case for one certain Silnarii, whose exposed minty-green tresses swayed by the wind as the young maiden sauntered on a path clear off the undergrowth's thickets. She is a quiet one of the sorts, her hands crossed neatly on her chest, covered by a leather breastpiece before being overlapped by the forest green cloaklet she wore. \n\nNot much to say for her ~~NPC~~ companion, who trudged a wee way behind her. His grumbles remain heard of by the Silnarii, who shook her head lightly at her momentary client. For now, she enjoyed the nature walk, her head bobbing along the lullaby she had thought within her pretty head." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Said lullaby stopped abruptly, interrupted by a low growl. It was immediately followed by an inquisitive \"Hm?\" It sounded like it came from beyond some thickets off to the side of the path. The Silnari could perhaps some light rustling in that direction, but was it just the wind? Two pairs of eyes peer through from between the leaves; a green pair from about eye level with her and a pair bright yellow ones, lower than about half her height. \n\nThe wolf had alerted Gabriel of their presence. Curious, he decided to peer through the bushes and see whom it was. He saw the Silnari first, her having been walking ahead of her companion. He knows he shouldn't stare, but he can't help but wonder what they were doing there. Maybe they were just passing by, or maybe they were looking for something. Should he come out and say hi? He doesn't want to alert them, but he decided it would be more suspicious to not come out and declare his presence. So step out he does with a smile and a wave, one hand on the wolf's head to signify it is friendly. \"Hello, there! Fine day for a stroll in the woods, isn't it?\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "She had always been an attentive type; it was required for her profession, of course. And so with that slight whisper of motion from within the vegetation, there were only two options that she can muster. She drifted towards the former, of that being *Something* Or *Someone* Stalking the duo. She kept eye at the side, her yellow orbs fixated on that certain spot of the wild. Her irises contracting like a feline's.\n\nThere, passing through the blades of bushes and greens of trees, did she spot a pair shades of green glinting within the looming dark of the growth, reflecting off the light from the morning star. Her eyebrows slanted down, she halted in her movements, her irritated companion stopping in his drag as he looked onward with mild confusion. She had no time to formulate a thought when the young man had swiftly announced his presence as he came out of his comfortable hiding place. His canine companion, who did not pose a threat beside its supposed master, gave the Silnarii a slight sense of relief. She didn't want to quarrel with a wolf. Addressing the young man with a smile, her lengthy ears twitching at the sound of his voice.\n\n\"You be right as day, it be a shame for it to fall pregnant hours on.\"\n\nThe Silnarii spoke in a faint but recognizable lilt, her pretty face wearing a pleasant welcoming smile, her eyes speaking the same intent." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "A small sigh escapes the Macen. Coming out to greet them seems to be the correct choice in this situation. He's not a fighter, so a misunderstanding is the last thing he wanted. They seem to be friendly enough too, which is favorable. He hopes he can keep it that way and avoid a confrontation. Gabriel places a hand on his chest, right over his heart, and bows to the pair. It seems to be a customary gesture in greeting from wherever the Macen hails. His left hand never leaves the wolf's head, though it moves in stroking motions. The wolf presses its head up against Gabriel's hand, tail wagging. It does not appear to be aggressive or upset. The canine wore a sort of collar, so one may assume it is at least tame.\n\n\"I hope I am not interrupting too much. I simply thought to say hello to a fellow traveler in these woods.\" Gabriel spoke in a dulcet tone. His voice is low, but lacks any roughness. \"If you don't mind my curiosity, are you two travelers?\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"Travelers? Close, we be *Armed* Travelers. Sell-swords, so to say.\"\n\nShe had replied, her arms remain crossed over her chest. With her slightly slanted posture, the Macen would be able to see her bladed armaments neatly tucked on the sides of her back, along with the soft shine of a draw-string laying in a diagonal position. With the length of it, one can assume it's a long bow. A wee seconds later, Gabriel would suddenly the arms of another figure around his shoulders, the stubbled face of an older man, whose breathe reeked that of his own filth-coated body.\n\n\"*What'ya doin' about this far from your shed, twig?*\"\n\nHe spoke with a slight inflated tone as he humored the Macen, moreover centered around the wolf-master's natural build. Looking out for himself from the canine's distance, he removed his arm from the man, lest he has to use his sword against a low-leveled creature." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Ah, so you are...\" Gabriel looks over the Silnari's weaponry. Inwardly, he wonders if he should find a more secluded section of the forest for gathering. He seems to be running into quite a few of these armed folk recently. Who knows if the next one he comes across would be as hospitable as the ones before him. \n\nThe stench of the older man would hit Gabriel first before any physical contact. His nose being as sensitive as they are, the smell overwhelms him. He instinctively scrunches his nose and focuses on ignoring the strong smell as much as he can. It doesn't go away completely, but at least he doesn't feel like fainting from sheer sensory overload.\n\n\"I... Am an herbalist, sir. Out on a supply run, picking herbs fresh from the source. Maybe find something new.\"\n\n`Gabriel dropped his Hunter's Nose perk.`" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The Silnarii, was also in the killzone of her acquaintance's stench— and despised it so, since it had ultimately brought down a deal for them. Having to deal with such a trouble-maker had led her to the conclusion of *Ditching* Him the next time they're in village. *Get a bath, would you*. With a short-lived sigh, she sent the man a glare before uttering an apology towards the other young Macen. \n\nWith that, she quickly moved on to the latest point of their discussion, ignoring the other sellsword's annoyed look as she centered her focus to this herbalist. She simply nodded along. \n\n\"Quite confident on trudging these parts of the woodlands, say?\"\n\nShe slowly bent her knees to a crouch, her head tilted to the side as she peered into the bright yellow orbs of the Macen's wolf. As a Silnarii of the grove, she practically grew up surrounded by trees— who the elders believed that they're capable of speech— and animals. \n\n\"-I would be too, with this cute thing with you!\" With a hand outstretching towards the wolf's top of the head, she attempted to pet the canine, fully confident that with her 'natural animal-friendly aura/scent' the young Macen's companion wouldn't decide to chomp down on her gloved hands." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel briefly shot the Silnari a look of sympathy. He only met this man for a few minutes and already could not stand the stench. He can only imagine what it'd be like for her. It must not be an overly pleasant travel. That is, unless she'd grown accustomed to it. Not that Gabriel would know either way. \n\nGabriel watches, bemused, as the Silnari crouched down to his wolf friend. It was a summoned wolf. *His* Summoned wolf. Naturally it would obey any commands Gabriel gave it. They have a telepathic link too, so others won't necessarily know it. For her though, the wolf will be on its best behavior.\n\nThe canine sat down and tilted its head, ears forward, attentive. It mirrors the Silnari's movement, its eyes bright and curious. As she reached over its head, it stared at her hand much like what dogs would do when you try to pet them. It doesn't chomp or snarl or give any indication of such a desire at all.\n\n\"I can protect myself to a degree, but having a friend with me definitely helps. Especially when his nose is more sensitive than mine. Sometimes he notices things before I do, like how he found you.\" Gabriel chuckles. \"You like wolves? Or just animals in general?\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The Silnarii let out a chuckle, stroking the wolf's head with affection. During her young age, the thought of keeping a wolf were a nigh impossibility; the care it takes for a single voracious creature such as this could amount for six or eight within her tribe. And she hadn't much time to fully 'civilize' a wild one. \n\n\"Ah, me? Quite surprised, I don't smell as much.\" She remarked, a small snicker escaping her lips. Her ungodly scented companion picked up, the volume of the elf made her intent clear as water. He let out a short growl, turning his direction elsewhere. \n\n\"I'm always quite fond of creatures who understand my language much as I understand theirs.\" As an 'elf of the woods', she was born with the natural ability to converse with the wild— either through their speech, or pictography and motions. With creatures such as wolves who lack the capability to speak, the latter is unanimous. \n\n\"*Long-Ears! Let's get a move on!*\" Shouted the older Macen, who stood his ground with a vexed look upon his face; moreover, directed towards the young Macen and his non-humanoid companion. With what he said registered by the elf, she once again let out a puff of air, pushing herself up from her lurked position to a straight posture. There, she crossed her arms over her chest.\n\n\"Well then, we'll be off your gutter. I wish for your safe return, *Wolfram.*\" \n\nShe gave the young man a swift pat on the shoulders, her free-hand reaching towards her back to grip the hanging hood, pulling it up over her head afterwards. With that, the *Wood Elf Ranger* Ambled towards her companion- once again, taking in the vanguard." } ]

[ { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "*The sun shone brightly against Gabriel's tan visage as he stood at the edge of the forest. He looked up at the clear blue sky, shielding his eyes as he does so. He'd been missing a few ingredients for a healing salve he wanted to craft. So, today he would be going out to replenish his stock with wild herbs. It had become a routine for him. He'd alternate between training at the guild and his herbalist craft. He'd purchased a new crossbow and needed to learn to use it. He's not too great with it yet, but he's at least confident he can hit a mark. He hasn't taken any bounties recently, either. He had chosen to train himself a little bit longer before taking one on. \n\n'Doesn't look like it'll rain soon, at least,' he thought. He brought his hand down in front of him and drew glowing blue sigils across the air. Soon enough the circle is complete and its inside glows blue. A full-grown gray wolf emerged from within. It trotted up to his side and awaited his command. It was wearing a loose collar made of rope and decorated with bright blue feathers. A method to distinguish between his three wolves and wild wolves. Gabriel patted its head, then turned his attention to back to the woods. He focuses on his sense of smell, his tool of choice when herb hunting. Gabriel then entered the forest, making sure to move quietly and in a way that's hard to see. Call it a safeguard against potential hostiles within.*\n\n`Gabriel has summoned a Spirit Wolf for 15 Mana, 105 Mana remaining and capped at 105. He has also activated with Hunter's Nose, Blurry, and Silent perks.`" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Kateri had hoofed it out of town without the use of her family's mare, today. As much as she enjoyed riding, her feet felt restless as ever, plus, the morning had shone promise of sunlight with its absence of clouds and less than chilly breeze—at least to the woman. Not much affected her in the way of weather. \n\nSlinging her bow and arrow-laden quiver over her shoulder, Kateri followed her usual route towards the forest. This was her escape from the troubles at home. Father was getting worse and worse each day—this last week he had almost taken his rage out on the horse; this was another worry that burdened her brow with each passing step. \n\n*What if I come back to carnage?*\n\nShaking her head in hopes of disappearing some of her angst, the brunette disappeared into the woodlands and crouched behind a tall redwood. She had caught sight of a deer along the way, but her mind wasn't really into it. As a result, her steps were heavier and she even managed to trip a couple of times—each time scaring off her prey. With each view, the deer appeared more and more anxious, so much so, that she was on the verge of returning home empty-handed." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Strolling through the woods accompanied only by his wolf is a serene experience. One that he enjoys very much. The rustling of leaves and the chirps of various woodland creatures is a welcome change. There are no shouts, no chatter, the constant din of other people absent. Gabriel found himself sighing and humming to himself.\n\nThe quiet ambience of the woods was broken by some rustling a ways away from them. His wolf noticed it first, perking up and looking to their right. It whines to notify him of the disturbance, to which Gabriel shifted his focus. Sniffing the air, he tries to suss out what it was that alerted his wolf. Though faint, he seemed to catch a whiff of an animal. A prey, he thought. It would make sense that his wolf would be somewhat excited at the scent. He's not much of a hunter himself, but wolves are natural predators. He could give them a little exercise, seeing as the opportunity presented itself. With a flourish, Gabriel conjured up two more circles of glowing blue sigils, one after the other. Two more wolves joined them. Each wolf wearing a loose collar decorated with green and red feathers respectively. He set them about hunting whatever it was that alerted the first wolf, while he trails them from behind. \n\n`Gabriel summoned two more wolves (taking 2 turns worth of time) for 30 Mana, 75 Mana remaining and capped at 75.`" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Come on, Ri. Get yourself together,* She self-reprimanded. Despite today not being feast or famine, it still was *Embarrassing* To squander a full day of hunt. Craning her neck around the tree, Kateri paused her motion and halted her breath while her eyes stabbed through the greenery for life. Chocolate orbs scanned the low ground in front of her but came up absent of prize.\n\n\"Doesn't seem to be my day.\" Her voice was giving into resignation, while she pressed her back against the tree and allowing her legs to fold. She set her shoulder weights down gently beside her and brought her knees up to her chin. \n\nUnlike the man that she had yet to meet, Kateri found the forest equally as loud as the city. The sounds weren't alike, but there was communication. Where the wild was harmonious, the capital was cacophonous. Here amongst the trees, nature knew its place; everything within it acted as one unit. New Salvainia did the opposite. The population comprised of a false order; one crafted by one man—a king. Everyone under him battled and scratched their way to the top, defying the natural order with deceit and bloodshed. These were ironic words for a hunter born of a Fire Macen soldier, but Kateri felt strongly about peace before war. This had been a contentious topic over the years. If she had it her way, she would battle to reverse the effects of war. Perhaps a Hea—\n\nIt was then that Kateri heard it. It was faint, but it was a sound nonetheless. Something was coming her way. Unfortunately, the sound came from the hilly side that she had just trekked; from her low vantage, it was impossible to see the source. Quickly getting to her feet, the archer strung an arrow and readied herself for whatever or whoever sought to join her party of one." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Breaking through the bushes and trees, Kateri would first see the snout of a wolf. Followed by the entire wolf leaping out and sniffing about the ground for the deer's tracks. Two more wolves joined not long after. Curiously, each wolf seems to be wearing something around its necks. The bright colored feathers contrasted against the wolves's agouti coat. They circled the tracks. With their noses to the ground, they tried to determine which direction the deer escaped in. \n\nBehind them, the bushes swayed. This time, a man walks through. Kateri would find it difficult to focus on this man's features. At the very least, she can tell that he has long hair, tan skin, and wearing leather armor. He also seems to have a crossbow slung on his back.\n\nGabriel twirled his braid. He wondered if he should call it off and return to herb hunting, but he'd never seen his wolves hunt before. Plus, if they do manage to track it down, it's several days worth of food guaranteed. Now he wasn't poor, not so much that he had to resort to hunting. He had plenty of money stored away. But, he reasoned that any cost saved is worth the effort. Skinning the pelt of the prey would be worth it too. Perhaps he can even get some practice in with his crossbow.\n\nThe wolves spread out. The were each going about different directions, but one seemed to close in to her location. It notices her scent and growls, taking on a defensive pose. This calls the attention of the man as well as the other two wolves. For the moment, they all seem to be aware of her presence." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "It wasn't surprising to see the wolf; after all, she was invading *Their* Territory. That was the natural way of things—not that many Macer's cared for such ideals. However, that didn't lower her guard. A wolf was a dangerous predator, and although one wouldn't be an issue, if there was a full pack of them, then *That* Could pose a serious threat to her. As if on queue, one, no, *Two* More wolves appeared. Each one possessing a special collar that both differentiated them from each other, as well as, marked them as collectively unique amongst the wild packs. \n\n*Don't show fear. Don't show your back. You are fire. They fear you. They fear you. They fear you. . . .* It was a mantra that gave her courage now that six eyes stared at her, but so far, only the first one presented its ferocious fangs to the young woman. It was at this wolf, the one with the blue feathers, that she kept her arrow pointed towards.\n\nMore movement caused her to glance behind the small pack. A lone figure dressed in basic armor and armed with the typical Macen crossbow. Out in the wild, anyone could be your friend or foe; Kateri preferred to lean with the former, however, it would be unwise to welcome strangers with open arms. The colored feathers made a modicum of sense now. The wolves belonged to the hunter—a title she assumed by his garb and location—which made her unsure which target to point her weapon towards.\n\nAs was normal fashion for Kateri, she opted for peace before war. \"Hello, Wanderer. These gorgeous beasts belong to you? I mean you no harm.\"" }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Gabriel was, of course, likewise wary of strangers. It can be hard to distinguish between a friendly hunter and a bandit. Admittedly, he hadn't met many bandits on his forest walks, but one can never be too careful. He put his guard up, wolves ready to leap in his defense if needed. He prefers to avoid a fight as much as possible. If worse comes to worse, he can run and disappear from sight. Upon the woman's greeting though, he allowed himself to relax, though only a little. He hoped that meant she also desires a peaceful resolution, and not trying to beguile him. A knife or an arrow to the back is the last thing he wanted after all. \n\n\"Hello to you too, miss,\" He replied. Two of his wolves, the red and green collared ones, retreat to his side. He put one hand on each wolf's head. He hoped it would assure the other that he had them under control. The blue one remained in front of him, standing firmly between Gabriel and Kateri. \"These boys are indeed mine. I do not wish for a fight either. As long as you don't harm me, my boys won't harm you. And neither will I.\"\n\nWith the greeting, Gabriel dropped the magical aura that shrouded his presence. Kateri could now discern the man's finer features. Somewhat squinted green eyes attempt to pierce her soul and read her intentions. On occasion, his gaze wanders to the bushes and trees around them. Likely to find if she had other companions hidden nearby waiting to ambush him.\n\n`Gabriel has deactivated his Blurry and Silent perk.`" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "The answer was simple. Gabriel hadn't seen her because the forest was a labyrinth of a kind—a place where there were layers upon layers of discovery, all depending on one's own resolve. Both a personal challenge and a puzzle. In short, one found only what one sought; anything extra, well, that was the gods' fate. \n-\n\"You do me an honor I don't yet deserve, kind one,\" She purred. \"But you won't catch me denying golden words from a silver tongue.\" *I like the way he speaks!* Kateri was a benevolent spirit and rarely thought wrongly of others, but in this moment she couldn't help but contemplate the vernacular diurnal between the herbalist and the everyday man. *I wonder where he got his education.*\n-\nTilting her head to the side, she allowed her espresso locks to fall before swinging them over to her shoulder, effectively shifting all her hair to the left side of her body. \"And why does the young herbalist move to New Salvainia? Surely, you'd find more specimens in rural pockets of our nation, yes? *Tsk*,\" She clicked her tongue against her teeth. \"I'm sorry, that was rude of me. Your business is your own of course, and you seem more than capable and erudite than to move for no reason. Blame my curiosity. Father says I have too much of it.\" \n-\n\nHaving no siblings—no brothers—Father smit Kateri with all the military acumen he could. The girl could shoot a crossbow, however, it was her choice, a personality *Defect* As Father would say, that corrupted her to prefer the bow. A primitive weapon in a steel world. Kateri disagreed for long list reasons that she feared would cause the poor boy in front of her to grow a long beard before she met the bottom of it. \"A hunter is made in the mind, mister Gabriel, and as I see it, an herbalist is a hunter of another kind.\"\n-\nShe glanced back at the wolves and wondered how true that would be, but her head wasn't in the hunt today. Instead, she craved to learn more about the world she wished to enter. \"I've never sported with an animal before,\" She said truthfully. \"Perhaps, one day, but if you wouldn't mind—as I hope you realize I don't wish to impose—telling me a little about your experience with our fair city. I am on the brink of a change and shall see it in... New light, soon.\" Kateri then wondered where the man lived. Did he live far from her? Could she visit him? She bit into her lip at the excitement of making a new friend, while silently praying that she doesn't scare him and his wolves away from her." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Indeed, the forest is a strange yet beautiful labyrinth. Some would find hazards hidden amongst its verdant canopy. Others would find a serene solitude within its wooded embrace. Finding camaraderie, though not impossible, is quite rare. At least, it is in Gabriel's eyes. Whether this was because the more metropolitan New Salvainia affected the wilderness surrounding it, he does not know. All he knows is that back in his relatively isolated birthplace, the forest contains more wild things than it does beautiful women.\n-\nHis upbringing meant that Gabriel lacked a proper education. He only managed to scrape bits and pieces from the occasional books brought to them by traveling merchants. Even then, most of the books he purchased are of herbs and herbalism. His educated facade is something he picked up from several years of interacting with the more educated echelons of society. Try as he might, he would find his old habits slip once in a while.\n-\nGabriel twirled his braided hair laid across his right shoulder. It was a habit he picked up in childhood from watching his mother. Some people might find it odd that he displays such a feminine gesture, but Gabriel pays them no mind. \"It's alright. Curiosity is as much a virtue as it is... A trap. Out there, there are more specimens, yes. But what I need for the moment is a... Stronger income and connections. Neither of which comes easily back in my village.\"\n-\nHis herbalist occupation being likened to a hunter painted a mischievous smirk across his lips. \"Ah yes,\" He started loftily, \"It is I, the mighty hunter of... Plants.\" He ended with a somewhat monotone voice, hoping it would serve as a comical punchline. \"I jest, fair lady. Thank you for the compliment.\"\n-\n\nHe doesn't seem to mind her subtle rejection of the offer to hunt alongside his wolves. He wasn't entirely sure how it would work out himself, after all. Instead, he gladly answered her curious query. \"It is... Certainly a big change from what I'm used to. Very loud and crowded, but that meant plenty of opportunities. Believe it or not, I find it easier to get lost in the city than out here in the woods.\" Gabriel shoots Kateri another smile, hoping she'd find it as amusing as he does. \"And what of you? What wonders of the city would you say a newcomer like myself shouldn't miss?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "If said 'beautiful woman' would have heard the young gentlemen, she might have blushed at such a compliment. One would think with his appraisal of her, Kateri's home was ransacked by noble suitors! Alack, alas, it was not—most unfortunate for her and fortunate for them. Father wasn't the easiest to get along with and each one of those lads would probably leave the Makoaka household with more burns than kisses. Mr. Makoaka was one known to possess a short fuse in the patience department. Zero of Kateri's choices in men would be approved by him because of their political views, however, Father would likely overlook politics in favor of fighting mastery. Once again, a... 'quality'... That she didn't prayer to gods for in her future husband.\n\n\"A stronger income,\" She parroted devilishly. \"If as you say curiosity is no sin and rather a *Virtue*, then pray tell, what is it that you seek to own?\" Her thoughts raced like fire following tinder; Gabriel had already laid the field with it in his other word: 'connections'. \"And I think you're right,\" She started as she relaxed her posture some. \"If that is what you seek, then the heart of the nation is a star waiting for you to pluck. Bless your sparks,\" She finished while made a quick hand gesture on her forehead. \n\nKateri relished a good laugh, and the herbalist presented her one on a silver platter with his theatrics. \"I'm glad to see that your village at least allowed a sense of fun!\" She giggled some more as he went out of his way to entertain her. Not something that *Everyone* Would do, mind. \"I just tell it like I see it, sweetheart.\" Changing her tone a bit, she continued on the line about the city. \"As for getting lost... It takes a bit of time, but if you need a guide...\" She bit her lip unsure if it would be too forward to offer her services to him after only *Just* Meeting him. Pushing through her slight embarrassment, Kateri said, \"No one should miss Auctobol.\" Her eyes twinkled as she said the word." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "If Kateri prefer men who are less combative, then Gabriel is in luck. His family had always been of more peaceful ideals. The worst fight in the Renavórte household would be the time Gabriel and his brother accidentally broke a precious vase while playing. His mother, as much as he loved her, became as scary as a bear in his young mind. Something he never truly forgot even as he grew and moved on.\n\nAs such, Gabriel is less capable in combat compared to most others. He had to resort to less violent methods, even fleeing should the situation turn unfavorable. But, his prideful ways demanded he increase his combat prowess. What worth is a man who could not defend his own?\n\n\"What I seek is...\" Gabriel paused. Not for dramaticism, but because he had to hold his tongue. He'd nearly let slip a flirtatious quip. Probably not something he should be saying to someone he just met. \"I wish to open an apothecary of my own,\" He finishes. \"But I still need so much more. It's still a distant dream right now, but it won't stop me from putting in the effort.\"\n\nGabriel was pleased that his attempt at hilarity got through to the woman. It would usually mean that his conversation partner would be less reserved about spending time with him. Surely it is a foolproof method for building bridges? Continuing on with the conversation, Gabriel responded, \"A guide would be much appreciated. Maybe I'll spend less time trying to find the market and more time actually doing something more productive.\" He smiles encouragingly at her. \"Auctobal? I've heard of it, but I believe I was a little late. I'd apparently just missed it when I moved in. Would you care to... Fill me in on it? Ah, but perhaps we shouldn't dally too much. We can continue chatting as we walk, yes?\" Gabriel's gaze drifted upwards. The sun's rays pierced through the canopy, the sun itself sitting high in the sky. The conversation is pleasant, but Gabriel still had an errand to run and time marches on." } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "At the man's explanation of his necessity for coin, Kateri's eyes shinned like stars. \"Oh *Gabriel*, that's wonderful news. Truly.\" She couldn't help but feel immense pride for him despite how recently they had become acquainted. In her mind, time shouldn't be a factor for kindness. \"And do you want to open it in the city? I've heard that the elves have a 'leg up' in herbalism, as they say.\" At least from what her long time neighbor had spoken to her about his homeland; the dark elves of South Silnara were adept in the arts and uses of plants. Though, that wasn't to say that her new friend wasn't up to snuff! \"No matter the case, bless your sparks for putting forth the effort. The gods know I need some drive myself. . . .\" Kateri allowed her words to trail off as she presented a coy smile to help cover up her current shortcoming—lack of direction.\n\n\"Oh that's too bad, really. Auctobal is one of my favorites, but the city is *Always* Doing *This* Or *That*,\" She said while flicking her hand back and forth with the emphasis in her voice. \"Just you wait. There will festivals galore for you to enjoy. And *Don't worry*! You can be my partner in crime.\" This time Kateri winked at the young man. \"I find that *Living* Something is better than explaining it.\"\n\nScouting his eye movement, she too glanced above them. \"Running late?\" Kateri didn't move because she wasn't positive which direction he had to go. As for her hunting, the woman was done. Her catch of the day was *Much* More intriguing than some deer." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Thank you, Kateri. I'm not quite sure of the where yet, though.\" His chest fills with a sense of pride from her approval. His own parents didn't much support his career decision, though that's to be expected. They'd wanted him to take over their carpentry business. It was a nice feeling to have someone support his dream. \"The elves... Yes, I've heard as such. It's a shame I haven't encountered any that would take me under their wing. What I know, I know from books and experimentation.\" \n\nGabriel listened intently as Kateri enthused about the festivals in the city. When he found he'd missed one of the larger festivals in the city, he was quite disappointed. He'd been curious about city-scale festivals for a while. Hearing there were many other festivals was relieving. \"Is that so? I hope they come soon then.\" He registered the wink Kateri gave him, gauging her interest in him. Something to look out for while they converse, perhaps. \"It would be nice to have someone so lovely show me the excitement of those festivals,\" He cooed. A playful grin followed soon after.\n\nInquired about his lateness, he shrugged. \"A little. I don't have a particular appointment, but I'd hoped to maybe take on a bounty today... Well, that can always be done tomorrow too.\" Gabriel focused on his senses, his eyes and nose becoming more sensitive and acute. He started to look around for the colors and scent of flowers, or leaf shapes distinct to certain herbs. He'd spot a cluster of flowers some ways from where they are and send his wolves that way as scouts. Looking back to Kateri, he asks, \"Will you come with us?\"\n\n`Gabriel cast Predatorial Senses, increasing his visual acuity and smell sensitivity by +400% for two turns/around 10 seconds. It cost him 5 Mana, leaving him with 70 Mana remaining. His Mana is capped at 75.`" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Sometimes the brightest flames don't need a starter. Everything they need is right, here,\" She replied placing her palm against her heart. \"I'm sure you'll carve your own path with time.\" The woman's tone was no less than sincere; it could be said that Kateri thinks the best in all people—except High Elves, but that's a different story . . .\n\nThe festivals were a city highlight for the young girl. As someone who craved culture, festivals were the epitome of the arts, food, history *And shopping*—not that she spent coin frivolously. *Most of the time.* \"It would be nice to go with someone outside of my family,\" She colluded. \"Don't fret. They will come and *Soon*.\" That was something she was sure about, without question. Kateri threw him a devious grin; one that she probably *Shouldn't* Be showing someone she had just met in the middle of the woods. Some would call this situation a game of wolf and sheep, but the man already brought three. \n\n\"A bounty,\" She asked curiously. \"Surely you aren't a headhunter as well as an herbalist.\" And just went she thought he wasn't some brute. Not that it mattered much. Combat was a pillar stone of Silvainia's foundation; pull it away and watch the empire crumble. Not that she desired this for her country, so in the meantime, adding more foundational material like *Civilized* Culture was the goal. *One day, Silvainia will be more than steel forged in fire.*\n\nHis question brought how long they had been standing still to her attention. 'The boys' were probably antsy, their predatorial sense burning the bottoms of their feet and stirring their spirit. She moved in his direction before answering, but she had already made up her mind. \"I will.\" Kateri looped her bow around her shoulder and readied herself for the hunt, at least as a spectator." } ]

[ { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "One would expect to be wary of predators deep in the forest. Especially so when one is outnumbered. But then again, these wolves hunt herbs and plants. Gabriel quite enjoyed with this woman's company. The banter between them seems to flow well enough with good sense of humor. She happens to originate from New Salvainia as well, an aspect that he hopes would help foster their burgeoning friendship. He had plenty of acquaintances, but none grew close to him yet. The closest companions he had as of now are his wolves. Hopefully that would change soon enough. \"I'll take your word for it,\" He smiles. \n\nHe took note of the other's curiosity regarding the bounties he takes. He'd wonder if perhaps it was unusual for an herbalist to have a different occupation on the side. Perhaps it is. \"I'm much of a headhunter, per se. I can barely hunt wild animals on my own. But the guild does provide opportunities with those bounties.\" Gabriel wouldn't be so averse to combat if he had been stronger or better trained. He recognizes that right now, it is an important skill to have. Both to protect one's self and those that one holds dear. His lacking in this department frustrates him, something he hopes he could fix sooner rather than later. \n\nGabriel nods in acknowledgement. He leads them through the woods towards the cluster of hepatica. His three wolves fell into formation as they traveled through the trees; The blue one leads, the green stays by their side, and the red brings up the rear. It was a rare occurrence for them to travel this way. Usually Gabriel would only have one out and about, but this was a special occasion. As they come upon the blooming cluster, Gabriel would squat down and start picking the blooms. He'd also stick one or two of them in his braid, a mechanical habit for the herbalist by this point. His wolves would surround them, facing outward and alert." }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*The guild?* The city, of course, had many guilds. Guilds for blacksmithing, carpentry, mage work and more, but the way he had said the word made it seem like he meant *The* Guild. Kateri had heard whispers of New Sunlight and its burgeoning membership. A tidbit gleaned from the lips of children or stolen from bawdy inebriated tavern regulars. But to be *Tête à tête* With a member was a stroke of golden threaded luck!\n\n\"Do you mean New Sunlight?\" Her tone giving more enthusiasm than what would normally warrant a simple question. In truth, she herself had been seeking a reasonable outlet for her time, as well as, an avenue for her to leave home—for good. This chickadee needed to fly and living at home was cramping her wings. Not that she didn't love her parents... It was just *Time*.\n\nMeanwhile, Kateri continued to follow the man as he lead with 'the boys', although, it might have been more accurate to say that the wolves were leading the pair rather than vice versa. As she marched, she kept her footsteps light on the earth's lively undergrowth, only stopping when Gabriel did. It appeared that he had come across something he sought—a bloom of some sort. The fact that he placed a few in his braid didn't go unnoticed by the girl, but she didn't say anything about that. \"I assumed you were still hunting the deer,\" She laughed. \"Not a plant, but I suppose it would only be natural for you.\" Admittedly, plant hunting was uninteresting to her. Hopefully, he had something captivating to say about *The* Guild." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "\"Hmm? Ah yes, I did mean New Sunlight. Are you a member as well?\" Gabriel does notice that she seems more enthusiastic than before. He wouldn't know the reason behind her excitement, of course, but if she was a fellow member... Well, maybe they can go take on a bounty together? That might be fun.\n\nHe didn't look up from the blooms, as he addressed her. \"Sorry to disappoint you, Kateri. But I *Am* The mighty plant hunter,\" He chuckles. He hums as he finished up with this cluster. His father had always taught him that when reaping the bounties of nature, one should take just what they need and leave behind nature's share. Granted, Father was talking about trees at the time, but Gabriel found it applicable to forages as well. He left the cluster with about half of its blooms and stood up. \"My main errand in these woods *Are* Harvesting ingredients for my craft... I apologize if I may have misled you into thinking otherwise.\" It was a slight oversight on his part, given their previous conversation. He really should've clarified what they were doing, but what's done is done.\n\nGabriel was already looking for his next 'prey', sniffing about and squinting into the distance. He spotted another not to far from where they are. They were fox geraniums this time. \"I... Hope you haven't changed your mind about coming along? Although, I understand if you do.\" She was a hunter after all. Plant hunting might not exactly be up her alley. She might find hunting the runaway deer more appealing than foraging for herbs with a man and his three wolves. \n\n`In the time that's passed, Gabriel would have recovered his 5 Mana and spent it re-casting Predatorial Senses, keeping his remaining Mana at 70 and the cap at 75.`" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "And there it was. \"No, I'm not a member, at least, *Not yet*.\" Kateri had a look in her eye that declared to 'the room' that she would get what she desired. Joining the guild would give her a plausible, valid and *Viable* Reason for leaving home in pursuit of her independence. A flame didn't stand still when it still had fuel; she too couldn't remain at home when there was a whole world to discover.\n\n\"Perhaps when I see you in the city, you can tell me all about it?\" Both her language and tone hinted at a soon departure, but she wasn't so crass as to state it bluntly. There was a cadence to a conversation that was treasonous to overlook, and her dashing off at the first sign of disinterest wasn't the method most keen to augment friendships. Make a habit of it, and one would soon see that the result would have the opposite effect. \"Over tea, I think.\" Surely the man could enjoy a cup with his chosen craft. Moreover, Kateri prized one on one conversations with people over a drink. Their body language became more apparent when not devoted to a physical task.\n\nShe waved him off, with a light hand. \"No disappointment, sir. I just realized that I've spent the better part of the sunlight on myself, alone! There's work to be done at home, and I foolishly didn't bring my horse.\" The walk wasn't *Too* Long, but it wouldn't get shorter with her talking to him in the forest. Holding up one finger, she added, \"One more thing. How shall I reach you, Gabriel? To meet, I mean.\" She could read, but she didn't want to assume that he was literate—if he wasn't that would be more embarrassing for her than him. Though, she wouldn't wish an unkindness, intended or not, on someone else." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "The fire in her eyes seemed to burn bright. It captivated him for a moment, the stalwart determination inpiring awe and respect from the young Macen. He smiles proudly. \"Not yet? Well then, I look forward to seeing you at the guild hall once you are.\" So she was not a member, but more likely still prospecting about joining the guild. Was there anything to be said that would encourage her to join? The guild always welcomed new members, or at least it seemed so to him.\n\nHe was saddened by her impending departure, but the promise of a second meeting intrigues Gabriel. He'd let a hopeful look slip by before clearing his throat. He hoped her expressing a desire to meet again bode well on their friendship. \"In the city, of course. Over tea would be lovely, though I wouldn't be so bold to invite a lady into my house. Perhaps somewhere else, like a tavern?\" Inviting a lady over is not something to be taken lightly. Even if he would do nothing unseemly towards her, rumors and whispers can be vicious. He wouldn't dare risk her reputation. Mother had made sure to teach him well on how to treat a lady and how to be considerate of others' privacy.\n\nThe sun was indeed quite high, having risen some more in the course of their conversation. Just as Gabriel himself is running late on his errands, she must've been too. \"Ah, in that case, I apologize for holding you up for so long! But I did enjoy our conversation. I hope we can have another sometime soon. As for how to reach me...\" Communication over a distance is difficult. Gabriel finds himself struggling to find ideas on how they could keep correspondence even if they lived in the same city. One way would be to tell her where he lived, but he hesitates to disclose his address to someone he just met. He'd assume she would similarly be reluctant to tell him hers. \"I frequent the New Sunlight guild hall often enough. Perhaps if I'm not there myself, you could leave a message?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"A tavern would be lovely,\" She confirmed with a head nod that preceded a glance towards the three wolves. One wouldn't know they were summons outside of their behavior. Wolves rarely acted docile in the company of other intelligent beings. Allowing herself to smile, she ran a hand through her hair. \"Perhaps I'll even allow myself to drink something harder than tea, maybe.\" Not that she should be galivanting through New Salvainia drunk, but a little ale was good for the woman. It would warm her stomach during the cold season and cool her brow in the heat of summer.\n\nKateri had noticed his the sad look that shaped his face. \"Oh, bless your sparks. It shan't be long before we meet again. As you say, a tavern would be lovely. Plus, I'll make sure to stop by *The* Guild and see if you're 'round. Otherwise, you'll find a message with a clue,\" She said while wagging her eyebrows up and down, a smirk lurking at the edges of her lips.\n\nShe didn't wish to leave either, so her body had found a way to dawdle. Picking at the bark of a tree, she caught her self and forced a final word. \"It was happy fortune to meet you here, Gabriel. The gods shined upon us this day. I can feel it.\" She started moving away from the man and his pack. \"May the flames keep your path alight, friend.\" And with that, she would zip away if not beckoned to stay." }, { "author": "cartilynvega", "message": "Satisfied with the hope of a future meeting, Gabriel nods and grins. He might increase the frequency of his visits to the guild to make sure they don't accidentally miss each other. He wouldn't want to trouble the guild with playing messenger for him and his new friend. And then a drink of something stronger at a tavern? Surely she was alluding to alcohol. He isn't a keen drinker, preferring to keep his wits about him, but he can handle a few.\n\nAs she departed, he stared at her retreating figure. He'd loathe to see her go. He enjoyed her company in an otherwise dull trip. Yet, it would be a shame to tie down such a delightful presence to himself. Like a bird, she'd be better off free to go about her own business. Not that he doesn't enjoy having the time to himself, but there was always that feeling of emptiness in the silence where there was sound. Gabriel shrugged. He still had his wolves. He pushes back the feeling that someone spending time with him due to binding is a rather empty presence, though the sentiment rings true. He has work to do, it wouldn't do to be so distracted about trivial matters. \n\nAnd so Gabriel marches on with his expedition in the forest, accompanied by the three loyal canines." } ]

[ { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Their trip would take less than half an hour. The map would lead the three to a hilltop amidst a plain, where two large, hairy Macen ate roasted meat at a campfire. Green grass stretched into light forestry, with no one around them. Their tents, rough and covered in patches, were pitched and it seemed like the two were laughing about something while they dined. Both had worn trousers and a sheepskin thrown over their backs, nothing more. The party could spot them from 300ft away, and it seemed that the two had not seen or heard them yet. Anyone with binoculars or enhanced vision could see the glint of metal beside each man, a weapon of some sort for the both of them.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur spent the trip staring at the trees around him, as his horse led them to a hill. He breathed in the natural air of the wild, and exhaled. He found a sort of peace during the journey, but was interrupted by the sight of an empty plain hosting a couple of tattered tents surrounding a campfire. Arthur guessed that the distance between the party and them was around 300 feet. He saw two hairy macen men, who Arthur assumed to be the brothers the bounty spoke of. They were dining on some sort of meat, and they were talking and laughing for the entire time Arthur spectated them. Arthur noticed that they had no decent armor or weapons in sight; just some worn trousers and lousy sheepskin on their backs.*\n\n\"See that over there?\" Arthur spoke to his two comrades. \"Those two on that plain. They're probably our targets. Now, how should we approach them?\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "\"Well, Hitoshi and I are pretty good at sneaking, and uh, I think your kind could transform into foxes right? So think we stay as close to the trees as we can and get closer until they are within attacking distance. Good enough plan?\" Mevis suggests nervously." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur remembers what the quest board instructions had been. There were some pretty important details on the matter that he forgot to discuss with the group.*\n\n\"That is a good plan, but there's some things I forgot to mention,\" He began. \"On the questboard, it says if we drew our weapons at any time we'd fail, along with killing the barbarians. So, we shouldn't use our weapons. How about we go all out on them, but in a good old fashioned fist fight?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"...Yeah.\"\n\n*Hitoshi removes his bladed gauntlets, just incase. His hands look stained with what would appear to be ink if you didn't know that he used a lot of shadow Jutsu.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis smirks slightly as he looks down at his hands. So fists aren't considered weapons? Those he killed certainly wouldn't think that, but for this quest it could work to their advantage. He was more than willing to show how terrifying martial arts can be. \n\"That sounds perfect to me. But we're still sneaking in right?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Works.\"\n\n*Hitoshi mimics a strike to the back of the head.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "\"Hold on. We've got to be EXTREMELY careful about how we approach. The post on the board said that they were very skilled swordsman, so we have to be particular on how we strike them down. Should we wait for night, perhaps, or beat them in a no holds barred brawl?\"\n\n*Arthur wanted to make sure that their plan of action was carefully decided on. Make on small error, and everything could come crashing down around you. He didn't know that from personal experience, but has seen it many times in the world already of people being too confident, then having the world come crashing down around their ears.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "\"Wait for night.\"\n\n*Getting into a brawl sounded like a good way to die. Hitting someone over the back of the head was far more easy in the dead of night. That was something Hitoshi excelled in, and likely Mevis too. Then again, that leaves Arthur out of the equation... And he'd also be pretty damn helpful in this.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis nods. He was always one in favor of caution. \"We could wait till night. Most macen's can't see in the dark so if these two are also in the majority that could work to our advantage. Could use the extra time to scout out the area, see if there are any more of them and maybe get a closer look at their gear\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The two Macen wouldn't move from their spot, though they did mill around their camp a bit. One lifted what appeared to be a war hammer and swung it around for a bit, either getting some practice in or just playing around. They joked and opened a small cask of ale until evening, when they reset their fire and laid down on their own mats near the fire, outside of the tents. They weren't sleeping just relaxing.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi begins the attack. He utilises his stealth abilities as well, sneaking towards the duo of thugs as silently as Mevis, planning to hit one in the back of the head.*\n\n**Hitoshi utilises Level 2 Blurry and Silent.**" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur would tie his horse off on one of the trees nearby. For the rest of the evening, he climbed on top of a tall tree where he could see the macen camp and scouted them. There seemed to be only two of them, and they were participating in some sort of festivity, given that they were drinking ale and playing around. Then, Arthur saw it. A large warhammer held up by one of the macens. It looked like he swung it around with ease. Arthur also saw Mevis prepare to move in.*\n\n\"Mevis, Hitoshi, lets move in. Hopefully the ale they drank is going to have them fall asleep, then we can go in to knock them out.\" \n\n*Arthur decided not to use his Burn Up! Buff ability until he was sure that he had been discovered. Silently, he followed Hitoshi and Mevis.*" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The group would be about 350ft out, having backed up into the woods, but they'd be able to move quietly through the grass. At about 100ft away, they'd hear the Macens walking.* \"...And ah course there wasn't any copper in the bag.\" *They laughed a bit, still both looking towards the sky. The fire illuminated at least 60ft in every direction, lighting the pair up pretty well. From their bony protrusions, they were clearly Earth Macens.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi pauses about 75ft from the men, breathing almost silently. Good strike to the back of the head could knock him out... Assuming it doesn't kill him... Not that Hitoshi was particularly strong.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis lets out a sigh of relief after seeing they are earth macen. Their kind were particularly hardy, meaning he didn't have to worry about going too far with his martial arts. No need to taint his hands with anymore blood. He would look over to Hitoshi or try to. He realized that they should've had a way to better keep track with one another. Well what is done, they couldn't exactly coordinate their strike, so Mevis decided to wait until he saw Hitoshi strike, and hope that his speed would compensate for the late response to take out the other one with a kick to the head." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur, upon closer inspection, noticed that the pair were specifically earth macens. He hadn't dealt with a lot in the past, but judging by the protrusions on their skin, they seemed to be very tough. Ever so silently, he creeped up behind one of the tents. He noticed Hitoshi to his right, albeit barely; the man was almost completely silent in his movements, like a true assassin. To his left, he spotted Mevis, looking the most serious he'd ever been. Arthur prepared to strike down on one of the macen, and steadily crept closer and closer. Finally, he took his right hand, then brought it down with all the force he had on the back of one of the macens necks.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi furrows his brow as he notices Arthur attempting a stealth strike.\n\nHe slips in for the ~~kill~~ knockout, striking one of the men in the back of the head with a firm punch.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis seeing Hitoshi take action would attempt to follow up with a flying kick to the head of the other earth Macen, hoping to know him out as well." }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The sixty feet of light would help to illuminate the entire scene. The pair were about 20ft away from their tents as they were near the fire, and the group would be spotted as they moved towards the barbarians. The one closest to them would roll to his feet, surprisingly ready for trouble. He'd be standing and in a defensive stance before any could land a strike on him, necessitating a different attacks strategy. The furthest would be rising to his knees, slower to respond as his brother's shout would alert him. Whether the group would commit to to their previous actions or change strategies was yet to be seen.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi immediately utilises the spell that he taught himself from when he fought Arthur. His heart rate increases and increases in loudness to the point where people close to him could hear it. His eyes dilate so much that they look purely black. He begins to breathe incredibly quickly. After he uses the Jutsu, he aims a kick to just below the left knee and a punch to the stomach. No matter the outcome, he backs off, preparing for an attack.*\n\n\"Kisama wa shinda nikudesu!\"\n\n**Hitoshi uses \"Adrenaline Junkie\", and now has 95/125 Mana. Two turns remain of its effect.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis takes note of the fact that they had a campfire increased the odds they couldn't see in the dark, and it was due to it that their stealth was undermined. In that case, he would change his direction toward the fireplace and attempt to kick dirt over it and pour his waterskin over it in hopes of putting it out, trusting Arthur and Hitoshi to handle the Earth Macens." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur heard Hitoshi's heart beating before he saw the effects of what his new ability did. He noticed a similarity between what Hitoshi had did and his own buffing spell - both involved the intense beating of the heart to enhance their physical capabilities. Smirking at Hitoshi slightly, Arthur cast his own ability, Burn Up! Setting himself on fire, increasing the epinephrine production in his body by a drastic amount. He felt his body grow faster, and his senses heightened to an unimaginable high. His speed boosted by 20 mph, and his general speed boosted by 0.5. He breaths in the flames, taking in the smell of charred grass. However, he controlled the flames around his fist to burn at a fraction of the usual temperature, simmering it down to around 90 degrees Fahrenheit. Smiling, he looks back at the two earth macen.*\n\n\"I heard both of you liked unarmed combat, huh?\" He began. \"Let's see how you fare off against us.\"\n\nHe then proceeded to charge at the macen who was still getting up, groggy from his relaxation time. Arthur raised a fist, and aimed a punch with all of his force at the man's face. He prepared to follow up with another punch to the stomach as well.\n\n``` Burn Up! Cast. Three turns remain. Remaining mana: 97.5/125. ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As Hitoshi moved for the closest one, the barbarian would put a hand to cover his face and chest with another to block his inner leg. The kick to the left knee would land, making the Macen stagger back a bit, but he'd straighten up and advance towards Hitoshi, keeping his hands low.*\n\n*Mevis would be unimpeded as the two Macen became defensive at the ambush, neither reaching out to strike quite yet. A large amount of dirt would be shifted into the fire, smothering most of the flames, with the remained being doused by Mevis' waterskin.*\n\n*As Arthur charged, the Earth Macen would come to a low rising stance. The pucnh would land, striking the barbarian in the face and making him stumble back, where he;d find surer footing. His arms would come down to block the punch to the stomach and he'd swing his upper body forward as he went to headbutt Arthur.*\n\n*The only light now came from the stars and waning moon above, making the entire scene sit in a dim light.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi, still hearing and feeling his own ridiculously powerful and loud heartbeat, slides under the barbarian and aims a kick at the man's.. You know. Hitoshi doesn't do fair fighting.\n\nIf the kick stuns him, as expected, Hitoshi kicks at the back of the man's left knee.*\n\n**Hitoshi regenerates 5 mana up to 100/125 Mana. He has one turn left of Adrenaline Junkie.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis grimaces as he sees Hitoshi's dirty fighting, but understands in combat one can't be picky with their methods. Seeing how the man would be focusing on his lower body from Hitoshi's assault, Mevis decided to use his speed stealth in an attempt to get behind and elbow strike the man's neck in hopes of knocking it out." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur felt his second punch get blocked by the man's arms. He saw the man's upper body swing forwards, and Arthur reacted by sidestepping to around the man to get behind him. He made it through with only a sliver of a second to spare; where he once was, the earth macen had headbutted forwards with what looked like tremendous force. Once Arthur was behind the man, he jumped onto his now exposed back and kicked off, attempting to push the man downwards into the ground while he spring boarded away.* \n\n``` Burn Up! Effects remain in play for 2 more turns. 5 mana regained. Remaining mana: 102.5/125 ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*Hitoshi's strategy was bold, but he was a lot smaller and faster than the Macen. The barbarian would barely miss a grab before getting kicked directly in his manhood, which would make his stance falter. Hitoshi's follow up would force him down to a knee with a growl, though the barbarian would attempt to roll away. Mevis' elbow would glance the side of his head, not making full contact, but enough to ruin the roll. The Macen ended on his hands and knees, looking up as he tried to push himself to his feet.*\n\n*Arthur's manuever would tilt the man forward, and he'd crash into his own tent, knocking the whole thing over. The barbarian would rise on the other side, beginning to walk around the mess and back to the fray.*\n\n*Now that all the opponents had separated from each other, it would require night vision or enhanced hearing to suss out where the barbarians are. Thankfully, though, the Macen are huffing and puffing, not trying to hide. Telegraphs for strikes will be harder to see until up close.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Thank God both Hitoshi and Arthur are Kitsunes then, and Mevis has night vision.\n\nHitoshi allows the energy coursing through his veins to leave, giving himself a breather, and then thrusting at the back of the man's head with his palm.*\n\n\"Iki no muda...\"\n\n**Hitoshi manually disables Adrenaline Junkie.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis is able to still keep track of the macen that rolled away. With him kneeled over, he was in perfect position for Mevis' final move. Mevis raises his foot over his head and brings it down for an axe kick in combination to a sonic blast. Instead of worrying if the Macen would be unconscious, Mevis hopes he doesn't crush the macen's head under his foot, relying on the fact that the man is an earth macen.\n``Sonic Blast was used. Assuming that the mana used earlier for air reinforcement has recovered 112.5/120 mana remaining``" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur had heard a crash as he sent his opponent into his own tent, and a grunt as his opponent got back up to continue the fight. However, now that the lights had gone out, Arthur had the advantage since his night vision was superb, even among other kitsunes thanks to his amulet. He heard the barbarian huffing and puffing fairly loudly, and so Arthur decided to go for one final rush before Burn Up! Wore off later. He dashed towards the barbarian, taking him head on with multiple punches powerful towards the head, then proceeded to try and knee his... Manly place. Hoping that the pain he would deliver if the blows connected would be enough to have his opponent double over, Arthur poured all his strength and speed into his attack.*\n\n``` Burn Up! Effects remain in play for one more turn. Remaining mana: 102.5/125 ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*As Hitoshi would not be actively making his breath or movements quiet, the barbarian would have a rough idea of where Hitoshi was, turning to bring his arms up in order to block hits that he'd assume were aimed for his face. He'd move one of his arms in Mevis' direction, assuming the same. Where Hitoshi's palm strike would connect with the Macen arm, cushioning the blow, the barbarian would not expect Mevi's strike to come from directly above. His heel would slam against the toughened skull of the Macen, forcing him to the ground with a pained grunt. He moved to pick himself up, but it was slow and sluggish, likely the sign of a serious concussion.*\n\n*Though the barbarian couldn't see well, he made the same assumption his brother did; Arthur's punches would land on the raised arms of the Macen, blocking the hits. Some would slip through, though they'd be glancing shots. The knee strike to the groin, though, would find no resistance. The barbarian exhaled painfully, hunching over as he tried to back up, his steps slightly shaky as he tried to regain his composure.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi backs up a bit before slamming down one last time on his head with his fist, with a little less force than a full on punch due to the man's ailing health. He decides to help Arthur now, swinging a well-placed punch for the other man's temple.*\n\n**105/125 Mana left.**" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis would try to combo with Hitoshi and spinning hook kick the opposite side of the man's head, hoping the macen's sluggish movement would be incapable of keeping up and finally put him down. Mevis would then launch a sonic blast at the macen Arthur is fighting, aiming for his feet to throw him off balance so he would be easy pickings for Hitoshi and Arthur. \n``Sonic Blast used. 105/120 mana remaining``" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur watched as Mevis aimed a sonic blast at the Earth macen he was fighting. The position of his hand signaled to Arthur that Mevis was aiming to knock the barbarian off of his feet, or just to throw his opponent off balance. Taking advantage of Mevis' preemptive strike, Arthur dashed up to his opponent, and aimed a spinning roundhouse kick at the macen's torso.*\n\n``` Burn Up! Effects worn off. 102.5/125 mana remaining ```" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The barbarian would fall limp to the floor as a result of the two attacks, not able to withstand both hits.*\n\n*The other barbarian would still have his arms over his face and head, blocking Hitoshi's headshot enough to not cause a knockout. Mevis' spell would prevent the man from fixing his footing, though, with the barbarian practically on his knees now. With his arms still up, the Earth Macen had no chance to block Arthur's kick to his chest, sending the barbarian onto the ground as the air was knocked from his lungs.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi saunters casually towards the barbarian Arthur just kicked, giving him one last strike to the throat for good measure. He then backs off, assuming that this should be enough for the manacles to do their work. He spits on the ground. These two were giving anyone trouble? They were just ruffians. Frankly, Hitoshi is starting to realise that if both he and Arthur were permitted to use their magic, it would've been a slaughter.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Seeing that the Arthur and Hitoshi were handling the final Macen pretty well, Mevis decides to secure the knocked out one with his rope. Would be unfortunate if he regained conscious and escaped. Seems like it was a job well done overall with no injuries to boot. Mevis didn't remember if there was any reward for this quest. From what he recalled he didn't get paid for the alligator escort quest either. Perhaps the experience was the payment? Honestly Mevis didn't feel like he learned much. He couldn't even observe Arthur's impressive magic or Hitoshi's shadowy techniques. He liked safe quests, but to become a hero he had to gain more experience. He lets out a sigh, realizing to get stronger he would have to take quests that actually put his life at risk." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Arthur noticed the barbarian rolling around on the ground in pain, clutching his chest. Realizing that there was no need for any further action, Arthur reached into the back of his backpack and took out one of the manacles he had bought earlier from the vendor at New Sunlight. He took the arms of the barbarian and had them come together at the barbarian's back, and then took the manacle out, shackling his target. Throwing one to Mevis, who had already secured the other with rope, he decided that the job here was over.*\n\n\"Mevis,\" He said. \"Catch.\"" }, { "author": "red.ultra", "message": "*The barbarians were now both unable to fight, with the first being too heavily concussed to put up much of a fight and the other having serious trouble breathing, due to his damaged throats and cracked ribs. They were in pretty poor condition, and would likely have to be handled somewhat carefully on the way back, or healed. The brothers wouldn't put a fight any longer, though. Time to get them back to the guild.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi doesn't have any medicine on him, and just pulls the one he put most effort into fighting up on his feet, pretty roughly. Not enough to be dangerous, but with a clear lack of care for the man's comfort. He hisses at the thug as he does so, in Archinadese this time.*\n\n\"Do anything, and I will end you.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Mevis catches the manacles Arthur tosses at him. \"Uh, thanks\" And puts them on the macen. Mevis flinches at Hitoshi's words as Mevis didn't see any need to threaten them with death as they haven't taken any lives themselves. Perhaps everyone was a bit on edge and high on adrenaline. Mevis would drag the macen's body and toss it over their horses, securing it with more rope. \n\"Well guess we are done here. Guess we head back now?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*After accepting a bounty from a lone village bordering a forest known to have malevolent creatures, the party wanders into the forest. They had been given advice about the assassin's vines that they were sent to exterminate, that they were very elusive and could be anywhere, waiting... To strike. Observant fellows would notice rustling coming from a bush nearby.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "Adrian who was still wearing armour with mud and dirt covering most of the lower sections of his equipment was trudging slowly through the forests, more or less worried about tripping over in these wilds and keeping a keen eye for stepping on any terrain that may caused him to trip. He was maintaining the lead at the front of this party and would stop at the hint of rustling noises from a bush nearby.\n\nThe suited man would use his right arm to signal the rest of the party and point them into the direction where he was hearing the noises rustling, it was vague but still a general direction." }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*An okamimi follows some meters behind the armored man, her face blue with the last remains of displeasure and nausea from the long wagon trip earlier. Taking a deep breath, she follows behind his footsteps, taking note of the uneven terrain as he does. Her wolf ears twitches upon the hearing of nearby rustling, and she turns her head to gaze towards the source, heeding Adrian's signal to stop.*\n\n*The large sword on her back stirs slightly, making a quiet rumbling noise deep within it.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "Young zealot Micaiah followed at the back, her robes dirtied by earth through-out the way. Her ears flicking at the sounds of disturbed vegetation, her holding staff tightly held by her pale hands as she dragged herself forwards. Yellow eyes trained to the ground to ensure that she wouldn't slip. \n\nThe girl nearly bumped into the Okamimi afront of her, tilting her head to the side to peek at the vanguard before surveying the surroundings." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The bush rustles once more and a rabbit comes out of the bush, it seems to have cuts all over it. The damage that this rabbit had taken is no doubt due to the aggressive flora around here, but how would a measly rabbit escape? Anyways, that rabbit is a sign that the party is getting closer to their goal and their prey.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The armoured man, notices the rabbit with his eyes however everyone could probably notice it as well and also determine that it was injured, however this apparently made the man think about this dangerous plant within this forest, his thought was if it was attracted to noise or sound- he should probably contemplate with the rest of the party.*\n\n\"Any of you have any previous dealings with dangerous plants such as the one described here?\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu responds in a hushed tone to Adrian, crouching down to beckon the rabbit to her* \"I do not believe I have experience with hazardous flora. This is rather new to me.\" *She takes note of the rabbit's small size and lightness, as well as examine the injuries the animal has sustained more further in detail.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*She held her breath, her back tensing as the bush rustled more and more. She expected a long, barbed vine rushing out and possibly* Impale *One of them, yet her worries were shutdown as a dirty scratched animal quickly padded out in distress. Micaiah let out a concealed sigh of relief, directing her attention back to the two up-front.*\n\n\"Where I live, no such things were around due to the landscape..\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*As Koharu examines the injured animal, she notices that the cuts on it's bodies were made by a serrated edge. There are 3 cuts on it's body and it looks as if the rabbits front left leg has been cut. The rabbit is bleeding a lot and won't survive without treatment, poor lil critter. The creature that had attacked this innocent critter certainly is a dangerous one.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The Knight started moving up towards the position of the rabbit, it seems like this was close enough to get a view at least of where the dangerous flora is, at this point within Adrian's mind he was thinking of fulfilling a simple objective within the basic principles of hunting: Identify your enemy.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"...\" *As the little creature comes close, Koharu rubs her left hand on its head, giving it a little reassurance. Her other hand is positioned next to its wounds as she delivers an incantation prayer. After a few seconds of casting, a green light emits from her palm, a water ripple effect expanding from the center* \"Onmyōdō: Kyūhigawa.\" *The rabbit's wounds will begin to heal, closing up on its body. While treating the animal, the young miko tells her observations to her two allies* \"The lacerations are serrated in nature... The plant might also have a tendency to cripple its victims, based off of the wounds on its leg.\" *She pauses* \"Even more reasons to be wary of ambushes.\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah, being in the presence of two seasoned adventurers, simply opted to mirror their actions at the back-row. She adjusted her priest's cap, quietly trailing the party's vanguard, her attention fixed at what's ahead. While being useless at hunting and tracking, she could make up with her arcane gifts.*\n\n*She kept her breath labored, her belt lightly rubbing against the sheathed dagger she kept at the sides of her waist. When the okamimi used their spell to heal up the faun, a brow arched up before slanting down.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*As Adrian walks forward through the bushes, he notices a rustle. This rustling of the bushes is not like the rabbits rustle, if Adrian turns to look in the direction of the rustling he'll see a vine heading towards him. Regardless, the assassins vines has found it's first target.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian probably heard the rustling and preemptively started to block forward as a natural response. His cognitive processes soon told him to quickly try and create as much distance as he could from the quickly approaching hazard and hence he jumped backwards while also dropping his sword on the ground purposefully in case of any problems down the line.*\n\n\"Vine, Vine, Vine.\"\n*He simply issued out to warn the other members of the party.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"!!\" *Koharu's head snaps up from the rabbit upon hearing Adrian's warnings, seeing the vine snaking its way to him. In response to the sudden attack, the sword on her back lets out a demonic screech, clearly excited about the incoming fight. The miko shaman grabs the rabbit and shifts her body back away from the enemy to drop the animal off safely.* \"Heed caution to nearby bushes.\" *Koharu advises. Once the rabbit has safely fled, she will be able to focus on neutralizing this threat.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*The sudden movements of the mud-caked Adrian was registered by the cleric, who immediately took three steps backwards to avoid having the Okamimi trample on her feet and trip. The invasive flora made the choice of assaulting them, it'd be soon fair to return the favour. Micaiah held the holding staff forward, and without a flame-elemental spell, her arcanic arts are quite useless in this situation.*\n\n*Micaiah remains a far distance away as to not disturb the combat-capable adventurers.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The vine hits Adrian's shield. But because of the vines lack of strength, the vine gets deflected with ease. The vine is green and has a sharp serrated blade running across it. After the vine gets deflected it goes backwards, likely to it's core. Meanwhile, Micaiah hears a sound opposite of the Assassin's vine that Adrian is fighting.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The Knight stopped moving backwards and creating distance as the vine was deflected, he brought his shield down from the blocking position and simultaneously reached for his dagger in the process, he was confident in utilizing his sword in this type of situation, in fact he wish he had brought something flammable or his crossbow with him.*\n\n\"Micaiah, close distance. Remain close to us, this is a battle you don't get to become a spectator here.\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Meanwhile, Koharu unsheathes her zanbatō blade and keeps her ears trained for any noise from the undergrowth that may surround them, hoping to trace the sounds back to its main body.*\n\n*The sword clamps its fangs down multiple times, starting to grow restless.* \"Settle down, settle down.\" *She calmly whispers to the living sword as her eyes dart around their surroundings.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*The girl nodded anxiously, stepping closer towards the party as she did so. Stuck within the forest, where your sight are often obscured by the tall bodies of trees, it's certainly a bad place to fight such hazards.*\n\n*Her ears flicked at the rustling noise. Light pupils constricting in realization, she whipped her whole body to face whatever is currently occupying the back of the party. Another vine, perhaps. Micaiah kept her holding staff in front of her, a poor effort to possibly block the serrated blades of the flora.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Micaiah sees the vine attack with one of it's vines, she certainly has more visibility than Adrian so it shouldn't be impossible to dodge this. The vine Adrian is fighting (Now refered to as Vine1) climbs up a nearby tree, attempting to get a height advantage. Koharu is able to see both vines and what they are doing.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian notices as the Vine starts to climb up the nearby tree, he was trying to pay attention to his target as closely as possible despite it being a slithering snaky vine hiding within shrubbery, bushes and generally behind the trees. He would proceed to attack the position on the tree where the vine would've have gone up or been at with his dagger, having to close distance fairly close to the said tree in order to do so.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*With Adrian doing well to keep the vine at bay, Koharu keeps her ears focused, paying attention to the sounds generated by the slithering vines. They seem elusive and move as if possessing a sentience of their own. However, she picks up another vine that is attempting to strike at the Macen devout from behind and is forced to abandon the search for the main body to assist her.*\n\n*Tightly gripping her sword, the miko skips over the uneven terrain towards the vine, stopping next to Micaiah as she spins the weapon into an upward sweep, trying to slice off a good portion of its length.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "Micaiah stiffened, her hands shaking with its grip on the staff. She could've been struck by the spined razors of the plant had it not been for the okamimi's swift sever of its length. The girl briefly glanced at the swordswoman beside her, before taking the middle of the party. \n\nWith that, she took out the dagger from its sheathe for comfort." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Koharu's heroic swing cuts off a big chunk of the vine, enough so that assassin will not be able swing that particular vine anymore. Meanwhile Adrian also cuts off a chunk of a vine, not enough to neutralize that vine, only about 2ft of length. The assassin's surprise factor seems to have worn off. However they will not give up, vine1 swings 2 vines at Adrian this time. And the other vine also does the same, but 1 to each Micaiah and Koharu. Also of note it seems like each of the assassins are composed of 4 vines each.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian at this point had the ability to use a tree as a terrain piece for his combat strategies. With two vines now aiming for him, he'd move around the tree to the position where'd they have to come around the said tree and where he could strike said vine with his dagger and possibly even trap the vine. Adrian prepares his knife ready to stab a vine directly into the tree to stop its movement.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Sharply exhaling from the sudden following attack, she slides back upon seeing the vine's open wound bursts out into two more vines* \"There are more?\" *Koharu quietly responds in surprise. Seeing that one of the new vines is headed straight for Micaiah, she shifts her weapon to side, turning the blade so that the demonic mouth faces forward. With wide swing, she attempts to have her weapon bite down on the two vines if it could reach both of them, intending to lock them in place. If unsuccessful, then the Macen will have to fend her enemy off on her own.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Seeing that tensing in the middle of the situation gets one killed, the cleric managed to bear herself together, breathing in through her nose then exhaling orally. She can envision this as.. Surgery, of a sort. It requires precise, swift incisions.*\n\n*Wielding the sharp dagger in her right hand, her left was occupied with the 45-inch steel-capped holding staff, gripping the middle of the shaft as a crude parrying stick. Focusing her attention to the oncoming vine, she bit her lip as she sprung to the side to evade, then bringing the dagger upwards to cut down the barbed length*\n\n*Having not been trained in combat, her strikes would be quite sloppy in strength, or too much of it.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Koharu's noble and just goal was too ambitious, and she had only been able to cut the one coming towards her. While Macaiah dodges, when she attempts to attack it with a dagger, the vine instead curve around the dagger, gripping it and attempting to pull it away.. Adrian's 5000iq move had worked and he had cut down another vine, whilst one of them was at it's limit around the tree.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian would take this prime opportunity to stab the other vine as it was now at its limit, he proceeded to run towards the other side of the tree to where the other vine wasn't at to hopefully slice the serrated tip off of the vine, just to remove the slight hazardous and danger from being struck from the vine- not that he had to worry in the first place due to his armour but he was also not confident in testing his theory anyways fearing that the vine could've possibly utilized poisoined or been used as a whip, or general just crushed the man like how snakes do, he wasn't going to allow himself to get into that position hopefully and hence tried to slice away the serrated bit.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu's ears twitches as she can hear the fighting of her comrades behind her. While the other one is occupied by Micaiah, the miko seizes the opportunity to strike the core of the assassin vine beyond the hidden vegetation. With the sword's mouth still gripping the dead vine, she moves closer to the source and swings her blade into it. The sword opens its mouth and attempts to chomp down on the assassin vine with a crunch. Hopefully, this would also kill the one attacking the Macen. She is unaware that there are 2 other vines lurking elsewhere.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah let out a small curse, surprise etched on her face when the vine grappled the blade. The cleric brought the blunt staff over her shoulders, bringing it down the body of the vine with the strength she can muster. During such, she kept jerking the dagger to alleviate some of the vine's grip.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Adrian has practically done away with the assassin after his manuever, the vine is dead. Micaiah's attack and distraction gave Koharu the oppurtunity to run up and attack the core of the vine, it is now dead. However, a gas leaks from the core of the assassin Koharu killed.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The faint sight of a gas was spotted by Adrian- this was not good. The quest had mentioned possible survivors, that had the Knight more worried than anything, he proceeded to move towards the core of this plant, shuffling and shoving bushes out of the way, he was still required to function even after the threat had been neutralized. He also started to make a few loud statements or commands in hopes to get anyones attention.*\n\n\"HELLO. ANYONE ALIVE?\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*The sword twitches and its eyes opens. Sensing something off about this gas, it attempts to bite down even further, clamping down deeper on the plant.*\n\n\"!!\" *Koharu lets out a small grunt as she struggles to keep her sword in check. Moving out of its own volition, the sword tries to uproot the plant from the ground, then proceeds to suck in the vines as if they were noodles. With its brash action, the gas may be contained inside of the weapon if successful.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Seeing that the okamimi killed of the core of the assassin vine, she easily yanked the her short blade from the dead curling vine. With one officially dead, Micaiah went after the mud-caked, at the case of finding one of the victims; they would need medical attention, yes?*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Clever move from the sword, how cursed is that. The sword had slurped up the vines like a noodle, it seems like it could use more salt though. Anyways Micaiah is hearing a sobbing sound somewhere nearby.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian simply continued marching around and searching for victims that would require immediate medical assistance- and ready to pick them up and drag them to the cleric or? He didn't actually know what the other party member was or her job? Would it he polite to call her a mercernary? A bounty hunter? A freelancer perhaps? He should probably ask now to not as well make a mistake later.*\n\n\"Miss?\" He looked towards Koharu.\n\n\"What is your occupation exactly?\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"Down, you beast...\" *Koharu hisses annoyingly at her sword, it thrusting itself towards the general direction of the other dead assassin vine. She stabs the blade into the ground to keep it from moving, then exhales.*\n\n*Turning to Adrian, she responds to his question* \"Me? I am a miko.\" *She does not quite know why he is suddenly asking, but if she begins to hear the sounds of crying, then she might be able to piece together her role as a healer, as they both have witnessed her healing abilities. She turns to Micaiah, unsure if the young woman have a healing spell of her own, though her attire may suggest she is a devout from a religion, much like herself.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "Micaiah halted her movements, her ears flicking at the sounds of a cry within the forest's vegetation. She listened, discerning the general direction of such distress. With that, the girl moved on wards, turning her head towards the two before letting out a cry of her own.\n\n**\"I hear someone!\"**\n\nHer usual soft voice now came out troubled, wanting to see the victim's state. She motioned the *Miko* And *Paladin* To follow, herself already making her way through the rough terrain." }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*As they make their way, they see no hint of any assassins vines until they reach an opening. There are 2 children and one gruff farmer. One of the children, a boy is sobbing is crying, whilst the other, a girl is shushing her. The farmer notices the party and yells* \"Don't come! It's a trap!\"" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian notices the distant yelling and somehow manages to discern the very basic speech issued, 'Don't come' he understood and hence he proceeded to walk towards the scene, picking up the sword he once threw to the ground and a few rocks, before he finally reached the scene.*\n\n\"Mind Elaborating or explaining further?\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu ears twitch as she picks up Micaiah's words, followed by an unidentified shout of warning.* \"... Stop.\" *She tries to quietly caution her teammates while directing her ears forward, hoping to detect any movement of hidden assassin vines.*\n\n*Her sword has finally calmed down, and she pulls it out of the ground and proceeds forward, being some distance behind the group. Not following too closely, she remains behind, crouching next to a tree to maintain a low profile if any possible enemies have yet to notice her.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah heeded the farmer's words, taking a step back as to not accidentally trigger the trap. She turned her eyes towards Adrian, who further questioned the farmer. She didn't think that these hazardous flora are capable enough to set up a trap, but recalling the name they were given, she should've expected it.*\n\n*She squinted her eyes, attempting to see whether any of them are sustaining injuries from smallest to life-threatening. With how threatening the vines are, she wondered how they were able to survive at all.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Adrian hears a whirring noise? What could that be? It sounds like something thats being swinged round and round? Oh, right! It's a sling, 2 rocks come flying toward Adrian!*\n*The girl and the farmer facepalm. The farmer says* \"The vines here have been acting up recently, being smarter than normal, y'know.\"" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The man simply continued walking forward towards the farmer and towards the projectiles, depending on where they were coming from that is but either way he continued moving forward, he wasn't that afraid of rocks hitting him in the head, probably cause a concussion perhaps? But he should be fine. That or he was just plain stupid, his personality did indeed fluctuate quite a lot.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu's trained ears detects a strange sound of whirring, coming from further beyond the new voices. Unlike Adrian and Micaiah, she cannot see everything up ahead, her vision obscured by other vegetation as she stays behind. There seems to be the sound of... Rocks hitting against metal? Are there new enemies? Bandits? Other monsters? Yet what the farmer said seems to intrigue her. Intelligent plants?*\n\n*Not liking that she cannot observe much from her current position, the okamimi moves up, quietly sneaking her way around her party and the new people, then positions herself to her allies' far right, peeking through the limited view of a bush.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah, watching the paladin getting showered with pebbles, simply kept away from the target zone of the vines. Wearing nothing but thin garment, she'll get stoned to death if she attempts to go across.*\n\n*With that, she had a deadpanned look on her face as stone struck metal continously, her mind making a tune out of the noise while the paladin strolled idiotically out in the open.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Yes indeed, idiotic paladin in the forest here. He gets hit straight in the face, causing a concussion. And one in the gut, too. Blunt attacks seems to work well against armor, huh? Anyways, a rustling can be heard near Koharu, in a bush. The assasins who hurl the rocks (now referred to as slinger1 and slinger2) are starting to the swing, next turn they'll throw again.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*One in the face, one in the gut. Adrian was slammed quite hard with those rock tosses, he stumbled a bit and hence continued forward towards the farmer, the Paladin had now deducted that the area was not booby trapped with traps but instead there was a hostile being lurking around which attacked anything who entered said area- this made things easier in some aspects. He would pick up the farmer from his collar before tossing the man over towards safety, literally picking him up and throwing the man, that's going to hurt and the farmer probably hates him, but it works.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*The miko stares blankly at the armored man as he is knocked around by a barrage of stones. Her face becomes even more unamused as he roughly handles the farmer and proceeds to rub her right palm against her face in a form of a soft facepalm.*\n\n*But there is no time to feel discontent for her partner's rash actions. Koharu detects the sounds of vines somewhere nearby and focuses her attention to it.* [Have they found me?] *She inquisitively thinks to herself. Knowing that attempting to fight it in such a cramped space is unwise, she pushes off of her front hands, rolling forward with her blade unsheathed and stands up next to her comrades, figuring there is no more point in pursuing stealth.* \"There is another one where I was hiding.\" *She relays to Adrian and Micaiah.*\n\n*The sword grows excited again, snapping its jaws in the air as it detects more enemies. Its dark eyes fervidly darting around the environment, seeking out its next prey.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"Don't throw them, you lard!\"\n\n*She scolded the paladin, whose armour is now dented and caked with earth. His treatment of such expensive protection is quite the eye-sore. Micaiah quickly put away the dagger, helping the thrown farmer to his feet. Her eyes scanned the man, attempting to locate any awful wounds inflicted by the vines. At the case where their barbs are coated with poison..*\n\n*The appearance of the miko lightly startled the young cleric, who briefly glanced at the okamimi's form before continuing her check-up. Pulling the farmer's sleeves, craning and turning his neck, tears on his outfit; etc.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The farmer seems uninjured, unlike Adrian. The rocks that the slingers have been slinging are being thrown, 1 to Adrian, 1 to Koharu. Hopefully Adrian dodges instead of taking it head on. The vine that was near Koharu (Now known as large vine) runs into the clearing toward Koharu to attack her.*\n\n\"That knight thar, is he an idiot or somethin!?\" *The farmer asks Micaiah*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian proceeds to use the shield mounted on his left arm to slam into the rock being slinged towards him instead of being hit, he didn't need to worry about a ricochet hitting the farmer in the open area he was in anymore. The Knight now proceeds to stand there in the center of the circular clearing looking for the vines to target him.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu sees that there are survivors as the quest mentioned. Knowing that their presence will make things difficult, she turns to Micaiah* \"Take the others out of here. We'll fend them off while you get them to safety.\" *Focusing back to battle, she finds herself in a predicament, an attack from both sides. Ensuring that the devout and the farmer are not directly behind her, she spins, lowering her body to avoid the thrown rock while spinning her weapon. As the large vine closes in, she transfers the spinning momentum into an upward swing, chopping off its end.*\n\n*If Micaiah and the farmer are directly behind her, then Koharu will hold her weapon forward, pointing diagonally down to her right to block the incoming rock. If successful at defense, then she can simply thrust the flat top of her sword at the approaching vine, pinning it in place.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Both Micaiah and the farmer were standing beside Koharu two feet away.*\n\n*Now seeing the shield Adrian had carried for the quest being put to use, she shook her head lightly at the cynic's mentality. Seriously, why didn't he take it out before? The farmer's question was registered by the cleric, whose elfin ears leaned back from the noise. And with a stern voice, she spoke quickly.*\n\n\"*It takes a special kind of idiot to try and understand the mentality of his.*\"\n\n*Since the farmer held no injuries, the cleric nodded in reply to the miko. She held down her triangular cap with a hand as she attempted to sprint towards the two children, passing by the paladin and hopefully covering her relocation.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Adrian successfully blocked the rock, but the rock deflected and hit the girl in the face* \"Hey you nonce! Pay attention why won't you?\" \n*Koharu dodges the rock and goes in for a swing to the large vine, who was certainly much more big the others, about the size of Adrian, not quite though. The swing cuts into a vine and cuts it off.*\n*Micaiah is near the children now.*\n*Slingers are preparing another 2 rocks.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*There was still people in range of the ricochet of the rock? Adrian was more angered by the fact that there was people close enough to him, actually in general he was just really fucking angry. But it seems Koharu was dealing with the vine creature upfront. His head pivoted suddenly towards the direct movement and rustling noises of the slinger vines trying to prepare their rocks for toss of which Adrian decided to lunge at the slingers, stabbing one with the small dagger he carried on him and slicing at it.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"Careful!\" *She shouts at Adrian. Seeing that he is on the offensive, she tries to cover for the farmer as Micaiah dashed for the children. The blunt end of the blade seems to have dug deep enough into the vine to split it open, but the miko does not have time to check if it is dead. General defense is priority until the defenseless are out of the scene. With no one to protect the healer, Koharu advises her* \"Be wary of projectiles.\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Healer finally reached the pair, wrapping her arms around the sobbing boy before hauling him up from the ground, making the boy wrap his own arms around her neck like a tight hug. She took in the other child's hand with her free one, her staff now clipped on her belt before she had done so. Having secured both children, Micaiah averted her eyes towards Adrian, who's currently striking the slingers head-on.*\n\n*Micaiah immediately attempted to go back towards the farmer, who's being covered by the miko-kamimi. The boy's head rested on the healer's left shoulder, wetting her white coif with his tears while she protected his head with her own. The other child is also protected by Micaiah, with the whole right side of her body.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Adrian runs up to stab, but with his concussion and the assassin's speed, he unfortunately missed. The assassin he just attacked (Slinger1) attempts to hit him in the head with the spinning rock in it's vine. Slinger2 also throws a rock at Adrian.*\n*The large vine seems to be even more aggressive, attacking with 2 vines this time, at Koharu.*\n*Micaiah is now safe with all the victims, if she were to investigate any injuries, there would be some scuffs and bruises, but nothing too serious.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*A miss, to be expected. He let go the knife, instead utilizing his hand to instead grab or armlock the vine down, his other hand beginning to violently and brutally bash the vine until it broke apart and died by smashing it with the metal edge of his shield. His hand grabbing the vine probably got pierced by the serrated part, but Adrian had already gripped on tight, doesn't matter now, Injuries and pain come later- also due to him now officially technically wrestling and moving about with Slinger1, the rock which was thrown would most likely have missed due to his rapid change of positions.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*With the large vine still active, Koharu makes an intimidating stab at the enemy, not hitting it, acting more as a feint to scare it back so Micaiah can run past behind her. On her left, she sees that Adrian is doing his part in keeping the others busy, as impractical as his methods seem, he is making work of one of them.*\n\n\"Go.\" *The miko says to Micaiah as she keeps her attention on the large vine. Her sword letting out a horrifying screech at the vine, enough to potentially unnerve even the survivors and her allies. Unfortunately for Koharu, since the mouth is facing her, she receives a slight deafness from the volume of its roar.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Getting the all-clear from the okamimi, Micaiah soon began to escort the villagers away from the area, herself wincing at the sudden scream from* Something *. With no time to waste, they were now out of this part of the forest, returning back to where they had previously fought the vines and hopefully back towards the forest-line.*\n\n*Micaiah kept her eyes peeled and ears open, her hand still holding the small hand of the girl while the farmer follows behind her. The boy had also stopped crying, now reduced to sniffles.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Adrian landed a lucky(?) shot on slinger1's core, killing it, however it releases a gas. Slinger2 forgoes throwing rocks and runs and attempts to whip Adrian.*\n*Koharu's faint had worked and it takes a few steps back, also the scream helped a lot.*\n*Micaiah has no real issue with escorting the villagers.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian would proceed to use the sliced off serrated bit of vine fron Slinger1 that he bludgeoned until it was sliced off and started to use that bit of vine to attack Slinger2, planning to do that same and slice until it died, which was hinted by when the gas was released it seemed, that was quite helpful.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Wincing a bit from the sword's sudden screech, she recovers her concentration as the vines ready themselves in front of her. As Micaiah exits to deposit the villagers to safety, Koharu can go back on fighting with her full focus. Keeping the two vines in her vision, she attempts a wide horizontal slash, angled slightly down to chop them off, stopping the blade shortly after passing her middle to avoid becoming vulnerable after the attack should it fail.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*She kept on trudging through the woods, her arms which held up the boy straining as he slept. Following the trail they had made, she would be quite close to the forest-line.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The effects of the gas on Adrian is starting to take hold, giving him nausea. Nausea plus concussion is not fun, man. Anyways, he is able to grapple the vine and start smacking it, with a cut from it's vines.*\n*Koharu has practically neutralized the large vine, as it cannot stand on it's own anymore.*\n*The battle should be over once Adrian beats slinger2 some more.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*With the vines taken cared of, she turns to Adrian and runs to him, positioning her sword back as she prepares to go in with a upward sweep attack on the last remaining slinger. But seeing that a gas has been released from the dead slinger(1), she stops and backs away, as her sword cannot contain the gas now that it has fully escaped from the corpse.* \"Adrian, get out of there now!\" *She shouts at him, hoping he can respond and does not do anything more reckless.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Now, they have finished them. And they have rescued 3 victims. After their brave exploit, they would go back to the village with all the loot they had gathered. And they sell the loot they have gotten.*\n**Each adventurer gets 990 silver each and 0.5 PP**" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "***FF victory fanfare.***" } ]

[ { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian would be sitting in the front of the wagon, nauseous and with a concussion, not fun but he was still awake and somehow, well the more serious effects had worn off by now, it had been a significant amount of time since he was inflicted with those effects. However these effects also made the Knight more grumpier than usual and obviously more anti-social, he just sat at the front as the wagon was being pulled along not looking at anyone nor saying anything.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu sits in the wagon, tending to the survivors that they have rescued from the forest... Or at least tried to. As the wagon rocked and moved, the okamimi struggles to keep herself level-headed as nausea begins to creep up her throat. The boy she is healing is giving her a concerned look, and Koharu tries to return with a reassuring smile, before turning away to cover her mouth, keeping in the vomit that is threatening to spill into the wagon.*\n\n*Because Koharu does not have the ability to cure the plants' poison, she is unable to heal Adrian's condition and made frequent apologies to him on their way back to their transport.*\n\n*Meanwhile, her demonic blade is lying down in a corner of the vehicle, currently docile with its eyes closed.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah is in her own corner of the wagon, covered in both sides by filled trunks and barrels. On of the trunks are two jars filled with a gunky yellow fluid, along with a bundle of linen. Her yellow eyes glanced at Koharu in mild concern, a silver brow arching up. The young boy who's currently being tended by the Okamimi is certainly in the threat of getting vomited on.*\n\n*Though she has her own duties to settle. In front of her is the girl they rescued, Micaiah's pale hands exerting a dim yellow light as her mild injuries faded away instantly. Somewhere outside the wagon would be the farmer, exercising his muscles.* \n\n\"Are you faring well, miss?\"\n\n*Micaiah's soft voice laced with sympathy was directed towards Koharu.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian continued to do nothing outside other than feel like shit, so he did what he always did in times of great boredom and uneventful times and proceeded to unsheathe his dagger from his hip and starting to flip it around hazardously and quite dangerously without a care of it being dropped accidently, stabbing someone or anything else. What adrian was thinking during these long hauls of travelling was mostly something to do with when he'd see the nearest church to be able to pray more than assessing his own wounds or injuries, he still hasn't taken off his armour and its even more dirtied than previously, he truly was a horrible knight, or one that really didn't care about himself, which was quite the idiotic thing to do- or maybe in general he was just slow.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*With her face green and sickly, and her left hand covering her mouth to desperately keep the vomit in, Koharu does not say anything nor turns to the macen, yet holds her palm in her direction to reassure her that she is fine, though try as she might, her nausea is not going away. The boy stares at his caretaker with an apprehensive look, then to the other woman tending to the girl. Despite her ailment, the miko has already made a bit of progress against the waves of sickness, and has healed some of the injuries on him.*\n\n*However, despite risking her health, Koharu still strongly abides to her duty and turns back to continue healing the child. She chants a brief prayer as a soft green light emits from her palm, water ripple effects radiating from the center* \"I am fine, I am fine...\" *The shrine maiden weakly says in a hushed tone, partially to Micaiah, but also as a form of self-reassurance.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*Micaiah, obviously, is not convinced. Since the okamimi didn't want any assistance in alleviating her stomach troubles, the cleric left the shrine maiden on her own. Having been gifted the art of dispelling afflictions ranging from the commons to lethal infirmities, with just a touch of her hands she can re-balance the humors within the young and old, man or woman.*\n\n*Of course, why can't she help remove the paladin's discomfort? Simply, she's giving him a lesson. Despite being a veteran in this line of work, he displays recklessness and stupidity, along with throwing the farmer who could've obtained an injury from the impact - this seems like a suitable punishment for the cynic.*\n\n*She patted the young girl's head, offering her a smile before tucking away the jars and linen. With that, she cleared her throat, attempting to catch the paladin's attention with a question.*\n\n\"Where are we heading?\"" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "\"To take *Them* To their home.\" \n\n*The man simply said, his tone of voice same as always remaining as monotone as possible as well as non expressive as possible, this was typical adrian. He also once again did the same as he always did and was impolite while talking by not looking at the cleric face-to-face while talking. Other from that question from the cleric, the man simply continued flipping and spinning the dagger on his hand, it looking more often that it would stab himself like the idiot he was with the dagger.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Meanwhile, continuing to heal the boy, the miko steels her stomach as she closes the lacerations on his right arm, while giving herself some mental encouragement* [We are simply traveling in a box driven by horses, nothing serious, keep yourself together- Hrk!] *Koharu briefly stops healing to hastily cover her mouth, with her face growing a deeper shade of green. Giving herself a moment to breathe, she weakly reaches out to the boy once more and resumes healing, while keeping a (rather comical) face that looks bloated from holding back her nausea. She is too focused on maintaining her composure to notice Micaiah's and Adrian's conversation, but does pick up on their voices.*\n\n*The boy, hiding his concern, tries to give her a smile in hopes of keeping her spirits up, to which Koharu respond with an appreciative nod.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "*She only nodded back in response to Adrian's answer, noticing the miko's ill face in her peripheral vision. Shaking her head, she covered the young girl with her blanket, pulling herself up to a stand while gripping the closed trunks as support. She called out for Koharu's attention, seeing that she's already finished with the boy it's about time for some fresh air.*\n\n*Micaiah simply motioned Koharu to come with her outside, already vaulting off the wooden board, the sole of her leather boots landing on the dirt path. Outstretching her arms out into the air, letting out satisfying pops of her joints. The farmer would soon be notified by the cleric to get on, who appreciated the offer. And so, Micaiah matched the speed of the wagon, walking beside Puritan and Baptiste.*\n\n*They can see the village, yet there's still a hundred steps more before they can drop them off close to the settlement.*" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The man in the armour proceeded to continue doing nothing but mess around with the sharpened blade that he was spinning around in his hand, honestly looking like he wanted to stab someone. Well, he had his helmet so it was quite difficult to tell what he was feeling anyways, he's never going to take that helmet off it seems. Other than that, he was literally doing nothing, just sitting there silently in his state of constant head pain, of which he was avoiding as much as possible by playing around with his dagger.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Finishing up the last remaining scratches on the child, she makes one last final check up on him, then turns around to accept Micaiah's offer with a nod. Crawling her way out to the back, Koharu almost fell out of the wagon, diving headfirst into the dirt, but bracing her landing with her arms. She gets up, her robes dirtied from the clumsy exit, but at least her body is free of the sickening feeling from riding on that thing. Stopping to take a deep breath and dust off her clothes, then forcing back down the vomit, the miko turns around to catch up to the party, her face slowly returning to its usual tranquility as she keeps a stride at a formal posture.*\n\n\"We're close...\" *She mutters, noticing the approaching buildings in the distance.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The thump behind the wagon was either the farmer failing to get a good grip or the okamimi tripping and succumbed to a harsh landing. Considering that the miko was experiencing wooziness, Micaiah had no doubt it was her. Though she is surprised that the Oriate didn't vomit after such. She sees the miko having gained back her composure, free of the motion sickness plaguing her not long ago. She glanced at Koharu when she spoke, her own yellow eyes fixed at the wooden buildings ahead.\n\n\"Indeed.\"\n\nA short and simple reply. Like Adrian, she is a woman of few words, only when it includes the faith she embraced does the silver-nette become talkative or when something peaks her curiosity. Like Koharu.\n\n\"Your kind are quite diverse, miss Koharu.\"" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The man in the armour proceeded to continue doing nothing but mess around with the sharpened blade that he was spinning around in his hand, honestly looking like he wanted to stab someone. Well, he had his helmet so it was quite difficult to tell what he was feeling anyways, he's never going to take that helmet off it seems. Other than that, he was literally doing nothing, just sitting there silently in his state of constant head pain, of which he was avoiding as much as possible by playing around with his dagger.* [2]" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"Quite so.\" *Responds the macen's companion, having completely recovered and glad to be off of the wagon. She takes another deep breath before continuing, facing ahead* \"We may have varying differences within the oriate race in spite of our similar traits, but I hear you macens also have your fair share of uniqueness among your numbers.\" *She turns to glance at Micaiah, giving her an observant look. The miko takes note of her light skin and white hair, then stares at her blue clothing. She decides to base her assumption off of her physical features* \"If I were to guess... You are a wind macen?\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"We're called the *Air* Macen, but I suppose it entails the same definition.\" \n\nShe replied, adjusting the position of her priest's cap on her silver nest of hair. With a finger, she swept aside silver locks behind her left ear, showing off to the Oriate her elf phenotype. Unlike many Macen, it had a pointy tip and slightly lengthier, Micaiah flicking the muscle. It's not as interesting like Koharu's own pair of ears adorned with light fur which meshes perfectly with the Okamimi's bushy hair. Micaiah's topaz yellow orbs traveled down the miko's clothing, the style culturally different than her own in a long-shot. \n\n\"Very interesting..\"\n\nShe let out, seeing the okamimi's tail hanging from the back, along with the pair of muscles occasionally twitching atop Koharu's hair. Said woman isn't the first specimen of the Oriate Micaiah had seen, but she's also the first one she gets to come close in contact to easily scan their beast features. Unlike beast-kin, they have a semblance of Macen looks— and if memory serves her correct, they have a way to conceal such traits." }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*The individual in the suit continued to proceed to do nothing but interact with the sharpened metal that he was twirling around within gis hand, honestly seeming like he wanted to shank someone. Well, he had his headgear so it was difficult to discern what he was planning anyways, he's never going to take off that helmet it seems. Other than that, he was literally doing nothing, just sitting there quietly in his state of constant head pain, of which he was actively avoiding as much as possible by occuping himself with spinning his dagger.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*The buildings drew closer as the two stroll beside the horse-driven wagon. Koharu notices Micaiah's interests in her okamimi appearance, her ears slightly twitches from the intrigue of her partner's fascination.* \"You are rather fond of our kind? I'm flattered.\" *She turns her amber eyes at herself* \"Though I don't see anything too remarkable about myself. Other than a knack for sorcery and excellent hearing, we're petty much ordinary folks.\"\n\n*Her ears twitches again and the miko turns to face the front of the wagon, mostly obscured from her current position. Koharu can sense the sound of Adrian juggling with a tool. He has been rather quiet throughout this whole trip. Is he angry at the fact that he didn't receive treatment from Micaiah? Or perhaps he is spiteful for showing weakness from the inhalation of the poisonous gas. These thoughts gives her some concern for her quiet, armored teammate.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"Your species, along with the Oni, are the most unique in my eyes. Your culture, history, and most importantly; physiology. If given the opportunity, I could perhaps illustrate your form without obstruction?\"\n\nWhat Micaiah had said in a simpler format: Could Koharu be a nude model for her to draw? It's an outrageous request for someone to receive after such a short time acquainting with each other, though the miko should know by now that they are not your typical band of individuals. Fueled by faith, staying with them offers a life of filled with the strange and unexpected— and to mention, trouble. Micaiah would catch the miko eyeing Adrian with interest. Tilting her head to the side, she averted her eyes back at the path ahead, opening her mouth to speak once more.\n\n\"He is either an Earth Macen, or a Fire Macen. Though I believe he's the former.\"" }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*Adrian was not enjoying the fact he was experiencing the nauseous effects and the concussion earlier, so within his mind a bunch of ideas were struned together in logical processing fashion until he came with a conclusion with himself to avoid the irritating feeling of the headpain. \n\nWith one quick, precise and simple motion as quietely as Adrian could, he'd move his dagger to physically harm his own hand, making sure to stab precisely in a location in order not to damage any of the hand bones and to make sure to get it deep enough so he could bleed and feel the pain, God Bless Pain. He let himself bleed from the hand, where his dagger had stabbed while putting away his dagger with the other hand before he stsrted to shake to much from the pain, not like he was expressive at all audio-wise.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"??\" *The shrine maiden turns back to her with an inquisitive eyebrow raising upon hearing of an odd request* \"I'm... Sorry?\" *She says, not sure if she has heard the wind macen correctly.* \"You wish to illustrate me without my attire?\" *Her face flushes red, meeting her request with a backward flinch.* \"That is rather... Brazen to hear from you... I cannot comply.\" *Closing her eyes, she shakes off the shameless image of her posing in front of Micaiah. The okamimi adds in a hard, distant tone* \"I am a miko, not an uncultured woman.\"\n\n*Her thoughts are quickly swept aside when her sensitive ears picks up the sound of a blade cutting into flesh.* \"I hear something.\" *Wanting to quickly move from the indecent topic, she decides to check up on the man in hopes that he is not doing anything rash.* \"Adrian? What are you doing?\" *She asks to the wagon's driver.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"Apologies, then.\"\n\nThe cleric replied in a dull tone, digging into her satchel before pulling out a piece of offal. Popping the salted offal into her mouth, she savored the piece of plucked animal entrail, the salt poorly hiding the awful taste prior to swallowing it. With that, she clipped the satchel closed, her attention now onto man commandeering the wagon.\n\nIt's been a week and three days since Micaiah joined Adrian, and during that time she barely knew much of him other than his first and last name. His past buried within the mudcaked, dented pieces of plate. With his deep anti-social tendencies, she only scratched the surface of his mentality. \n\nStepping closer to the front seats of the wagon, she watched the paladin put away his silver dagger, her eyes catching the sizable slit on his leather gloves. With his humors shaking within himself, perhaps he tried to calm them with pain? Use pain against pain, or it's his masochism taking over. Regardless, Micaiah decided not to alleviate his discomfort with her spell. Instead she kept on walking, a pale hand set against Puritan's muscled side as the party were now close to the sizable settlement." }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "After forcibly inflicting pain upon his owm hand, Adrian continued as normal, most of what he was dealing with internally was now shifted by the pain emitted from his hand, which Adrian was more tuned to dealing with then the aching feeling of the previous effects that ge had accumulated. He would've simultaneously also had ignored the shrine maiden talking to him, he was too busy being bothered within his own mind to notice what her concerns or what she was saying." }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"...\" *Koharu too saw the slit that decorated his hand, but seeing that he is not willing to respond, she deduces he is not one to welcome a friendly conversation. Yet, she does not want to leave the wound as it is, especially since he was the one to have inflicted it himself. This hints to her a potential problem if she continues to stick by their side.*\n\n*Keeping an eye on Adrian, the oriate turns to Micaiah, who is shortly up ahead with the horses. Having figured that they knew each other before upon their first meeting, she does not know everything about these two acquaintances. Adrian's reckless tendencies and Micaiah's calm, yet detached composure, it is a wonder they managed to stay together this whole time. Perhaps it is necessary to keep the party in check to prevent any incidents.*\n\n\"...\"\n\n*The self-inflicted wound bothers her as a healer, and she decides to ask him about it later when given the opportunity. The miko turns around as they begin to set foot into the village* \"I'm going to alert the children that we are here.\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"The girl is asleep. Leave the blanket.\"\n\nMicaiah said to the Oriate, head turned to watch Koharu fetch the children and the farmer. She patted Puritan, the horse letting out a grunt as they entered the village. Various men and women watched the party, who they had previously seen yesterday, accepting the quest the village offered. Many await the appearance of their missing persons, anxious of the news- though some were optimistic, believing that the children and man is simply resting within the wooden vessel.\n\nMicaiah, waved at the inhabitants, enforcing a smile on her face to ease their worry." }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "Adrian pulled on the reigns of the wagon slightly, to indicate to the horses to stop moving, before he himself start to disembark from the vehicle itself, he'd let the more nicer looking people do all the talking, he wasn't one for speaking to people, he particurlarly hated that action more or less because people tend to try and argue with him on the fact why he should change as an individual. \n\nThe Knight didn't want to cause a scene nor did he want to be a topic of conversation so after disembarking he would walk away from the wagon and the gathering crowd probably to the local well of this town or just anywhere that was away from the wagon and people." }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"Very well.\" *Koharu replies to Micaiah with a nod. The farmer does not need the notification, as he is already outside, most likely moving ahead to greet his fellow townspeople. And so the shrine maiden follows behind the wagon, looking for the boy inside.*\n\n*The child seems to know that they are home, he is close to the front of the wagon, trying to catch a view from behind Adrian and the horses. Turning around with a beaming smile, he lets out a joyous exclamation as he runs out of the wagon, causing the sleeping girl to stir from the disturbance.*\n\n\"!!\" *Koharu quickly grabs the boy as he jumps out to keep him from accidentally hurting himself.* \"Relax, you are finally home now.\" *She calmly says to him with a smile. Gently setting him down, the child follows the farmer in greeting the welcoming villagers. She follows behind him and gives a formal bow to the growing crowd.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The crowd let out cries of joy at the sight, some individuals embraced the victims who returned home. Some still awaited for the other child, especially her family, faces anxious. \n\nMicaiah watched Koharu interact with the village's inhabitants, occupied with watching over the boy. Leaving Puritan's side, she climbed back in the wagon, noting Adrian's absence. Indeed, his appearance would only burden him with irking attention. Setting a hand against the resting child's shoulder, she slipped off the blanket off her body, wrapping her arms around her small waist before heaving her up. She supported the child's weight with her limb as she carefully stepped off the wagon.\n\nThe girl's family immediately rushed over towards the cleric, eyes filled to the brim with tears of joy. Continuous lines of gratitude poured out of their mouths, directed to Micaiah as she passed over the girl to her kin. She simply nodded, a smile etched on her face as they walked away, embracing their once missing child.\n\n-\n\nA short celebration was set in place, some of the crowd dancing with one another while the others watched in amusement or drinking in joy. If the party wants, they can stay and rest within the village. \n\nKoharu is approached by an aging man, a white beard reaching his chest and a bald head, great gratitude evident on his wrinkled face as he grasped the Oriate's hands bowing his head in thanks. Letting go, he took out a medium-sized pouch filled to the brim with their pay, setting it on the Oriate's hand- as what was promised when they accepted the quest." }, { "author": "halodudefromdr", "message": "*As soon as Adrian had spotted the payment was complete he would return to his wagon. To take a seat upon where he previously sat before disembarking and walking away, he had went to have a simple walk around to clear his head. He would stare at the other party members noticing or trying to discern what they were feeling finally deciding to speak to ask them some questions about their situation and what to do. But that'll be later, he needed to wait a bit more for things to settle down further and see how everyone reacts to thd villagers and so he did nothing again except sit.*" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu turns to the elderly man and gives him a courteous bow* \"No need for words of praise.\" *She stands back up* \"It is my pleasure to assist those in need.\" *With the reward received, the okamimi miko thanks the man, and turns to find her other party members. She finds Micaiah, interacting with the girl's family, but does not see Adrian, oddly enough. Does he not like the appreciation of the townspeople for their good deed? Her eyebrow is raised inquisitively, hoping he is alright, where ever he is.*\n\n*Attempting to approach Micaiah to split the reward payment, her tail is suddenly yanked by sprightly children, attracted by the miko's wolf-like features* \"?!\" *Turning around, she tries to convince them to cease for a moment* \"Ah! I apologize, but I must run a quick errand.\" *Yet the children continues to surround her, tugging at her tail and sleeves with fascination. It appears just like Micaiah, these people do not usually have okamimi visitors. With a defeated sigh, Koharu calls out to the macen* \"Micaiah, could you split the rewards with Adrian? The children refuse to part from my side- Eyah! That's my ear!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "Micaiah, whose eyes now set on the Oriate who called her, simply watched the miko get assaulted by the young. She set a palm against her mouth, covering the developing smirk on her pale features. Watching the rowdy torrent surrounding the okamimi, Micaiah recalled the times where children often messed with the stoical cleric during her tasks, tugging her dress and often taking her cap. \n\nMicaiah was not an unruly girl during her adolescence. Her temple values discipline within their clergy, and one can face great scorn and humiliation by the elder sisters during lessons. Having experienced such, it would be natural for her to develop a bit of sadism. And so she simply watched the okamimi suffer under the touchy boys and girls, keeping herself a distance away from their line of sight. She lowered the hand from her face, tilting her head in doubt before speaking:\n\n\"Servant Adrian is still unwell, miss Koharu. It's unwise to bother him with such.\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Surrounded by the endearing children, the Itchsunian miko cannot get a step towards Micaiah to hand the bag off to her. With the young faces begging for the wolf lady to play with them, she carefully holds the reward pouch and stores it within her robes.*\n\n*Right after, her right kosode sleeve is tugged by two boys, marveling at the design of her clothes. More point out on her unusual look, while others enjoy cuddling with her tail. Koharu feels mild discomfort from the close proximity of so many people... Something she hasn't felt in a long time.*\n\n\"...\" *Very briefly, her face hints somberness.*\n\n*It has been quite a while ever since she has felt this beloved. The feeling is refreshing to the young shrine maiden who has been ostracized by her own people back home.* \"...\" *She turns to the wagon with a dark expression, ignoring the jolly children around her for a moment, just to look at where the demonic blade is resting. So much has been taken from her because of that thing...*\n\n*Closing her eyes, she shakes off those thoughts, then smiles at the children. She focuses on interacting with them, crouching down to interact, cherishing this happy moment, while others playfully tug at her clothes and ears.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "The melancholy look plastered on Koharu did not slip pass Micaiah's observant eyes, a brow rising up in question. Usually one would be annoyed of such grabby disturbance, or entirely subjective to their childish tendencies, yet the Oriate's face displayed something much more *Interesting.*Her topaz eyes followed Koharu's own orbs, fixed on the wooden vessel. Blinking, she crossed her arms over her chest, again watching the miko returning her attention back to the children. \n\nTwo figures with different, buried stories behind them. The paladin is mental, and the other is an Oriate. Micaiah certainly found herself a strange party, one that she'd love to entangle and know their upbringings. \n\nWith that, the young cleric walked over towards Koharu, smiling at the few children who noticed her. Clearing her throat, she uttered out the miko's name, her hand stretched out towards the older woman, gesturing for the sack.\n\n\"I'll split the reward.\"\n\nSmall words." }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "*Koharu was describing the cultural significance behind her miko attire to a little girl when the air macen draws near. Looking up from her crouched posture, the miko then stands up to face her. Giving Micaiah the reward bag, Koharu remarks* \"Quite the happy, little sun-beams they are. I'm afraid I may be stuck here until these children can direct their interests elsewhere-\" *A small boy jumps on to her back, almost knocking her over as he lets out a mischievous giggle. Forcing out a small chuckle of her own, she adjusts the child on her back then focuses back to Micaiah* \"Thank you very much. I shall join you two later.\"\n\n*Preparing to guide the children away from the busy streets so that they do not hinder the dense group gathered here, her face then becomes concerned for a bit, thinking of that self-inflicted wound on their other teammate. She expresses her worries* \"I might not know Adrian as much as you do, but he has been acting strangely for a while. I hope no incidents will occur in town by his hand...\"" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "Micaiah only nodded at the happy Koharu's words, the miko plopping the reward bag on her pale hands. She weighed the bag, lifting and lowering her hand. Heavy. With that, the okamiendures the continuous rough treatment from the village's children, one already close to making her trip. The cleric, not wanting to further witness the woman's semi-pitiful state, turned her feet to walk back towards the wagon. \n\nShe stopped in her steps, Koharu's voice asking for her attention as she turned her head to look back at the miko. The okamimi displayed worry on her fairly attractive features, the boy she carried on her back simply playing with the Itchsu's tall ears with his hands. Micaiah's topaz orbs remain focused on amber, no discerning emotion settled within the cleric's eyes. They say the eyes are the windows to one's soul; then what's lurking within such a young woman to have such a *Poker face??*\n\nShe blinked, shrugging her shoulders before speaking;\n\n\"Miss Koharu, he has always been a strange one. While he had once humored on auctioning me as a slave, you do not have to worry much about future actions against you or this town.\"" }, { "author": "hakurotheandroid3237", "message": "\"...\" *Koharu's eyes takes on a doubtful look, finding the knight's odd character rather disagreeable, especially now that she is hearing about his dark humor. Though, this is coming from someone who has likely traveled with the man for a long time, so there should be some credibility to take from her words.* \"... Very well, I shall put my faith in you.\" *And with that, she gives a formal nod to the macen devout, while trying to keep the boy steady on her back, possibly a comical spectacle for those watching.*\n\n*With her concerns settled, she turns to the children, growing impatient and fidgety to play with her* \"Come now, do not push over each other, I won't be going away, but it is inconsiderate to be playing around clusters of people...\" *Koharu points beyond the amassed crowd* \"... So let us go over there, where you have more freedom of movement.\" *The children agree, though some are still frolicking about, deaf to her words. It is when the miko begins to move that the children form a train behind, leading them out to a more spacious part of the street, far enough to not cause a ruckus in the middle of the crowd, but close enough where she can run in upon any signs of urgency.*\n\n*And alas, minutes have passed...*\n\n*The okamimi waves goodbye to the last departing children as their family comes by to pick them up or wander to play elsewhere. She turns around and begins heading back to the wagon, dusting and sorting out her ruffled clothing and hair, disturbed by the children's vigorous play.*" }, { "author": "vitzpak", "message": "\"Do not dwell further on that useless thought miss Koharu.\"\n\nMicaiah soon added, continuing her walk towards the wagon. Adrian's odd character really is odd- but honestly, the cleric's own mentality is something to put into account. If you were to rank them by strangeness, the cynic would be first followed by Micaiah then Koharu. Suppose religion produces really strange men and women. The cleric climbed into the wagon, patting down her robes before setting the reward bag down on a chest. \n\nShe unzipped the bag, the contents filled with silver and gold and few quantities of copper. Micaiah was quite surprised at the amount they had given, with such a large sum they could tidy up half of the town's structures. With that, Cleric began the mentally tiring task of counting the total, setting each grade of currency to their own side on the trunk. Having been born in a temple, she was taught many luxuries the average child could not attain. The clinking of metal is the only lively companion of Micaiah within the wooden vessel, Adrian resting on the coach's seat.\n-\nThe young woman stretched her arms out into the air, letting out a soft sigh from her mouth. She had finished counting the precious coin, along with splitting them fairly. Micaiah poured the coin in their separate bags, one for Adrian and one for Koharu. Scratching the top of her head with a hand, reaching out for the blanket stored beside the trunk. The weather seemed quite.. Cold than standard, covering her waist with the blanket. Having heard of the children's departing calls, the young miko would certainly head back and check on the two. She let out a small yawn, her eyes begging her to fall asleep. Micaiah rested her head on the trunk, her arms tucked beneath her head like a pillow.\n\nIf they choose to take their share, they would notice a heavier weight than what should be expected. Considering that it's a mix of gold, silver, and copper coins." } ]

[ { "author": "quack1104", "message": "*Emily was in a tree sitting on a branch almost asleep*\n*She had her hood over her head and her bow on her back*\n*She enjoyed nature and enjoyed spending time around it*" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "Kora continued to walk after her encounter with the Blue Oni, holding the reins of her horse and leading it through the woods. Her sword was attached to the chain linked to her belt and her shield attached to her horse. She whistled a song while walking, trying not to think about her past or about people she didn't want to think about.\n\nKora's eyes glanced around in search to someone or something. She was in peace, waiting to find any road or person to inform her about. She put a hand on the horse's mane and patted it.\n\n\"Ah, Bloom, it's just me and you now...\"" }, { "author": "quack1104", "message": "*Hearing a voice woke her as ahe kept her eyes open*\n*She looked around to where the voice was coning from and readjusted her position on the tree*" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "Kora looked around and saw the figure of the woman sitting on the branch, an eyebrow arching in curiosity. She walked silent towards the woman with a curious expression on her face, she leaded her horse towards a tree and tied the reins around it. After, she continued to walk towards her and put a hand to her waist.\n\n\"Hey... Who are you?\"" }, { "author": "quack1104", "message": "\"H-hello there, um my name is Emily and im just... Resting on this tree you see..\"\n*She meant no harm and was just relaxing after training*\n*She diddnt know what kora wanted from her but she was happy to start a conversation*" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "\"Hello, Emily. I am Kora.\" Kora smiled at the woman, even if she was a bit suspicious, Kora decided to be sympathetic to her. \"What are you doing alone in the forest?\" She arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms." }, { "author": "quack1104", "message": "\"As i said relaxing after training, you?\"\n*She asked curiously, she didn't yet get a feeling of danger, just friendliness*" }, { "author": "bruna_mars", "message": "Kora nodded and smiled at Emily. \"I'm going to the nearest village, I need something in there.\" She walked toward the horse to take the reins from the tree she had tied them up and walked back to Emily. One of her hands landing on her waist again while the other held the reins. \n\n\"What were you training?\"" }, { "author": "quack1104", "message": "*She leaned her head back then looked at her while holding her bow in her hand*\n\"Archery, acrobatics\"" } ]

[ { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*After meeting the mayor of the village so desperate of adventurers, Ale and Kaisa has reached the forest. This place is where you're going to exterminate vines, 5 at the very minimum but it'd be preferable to do more. The forest doesn't look wrong, but for some reason you feel rather uneasy about this place. All the citizens of the village formulate conspiracy theories about the forest, some say it's someone working from the shadows, others think the forest is displeased and wishes to get rid of humanity, and others also think it's a great tribulation from the gods. Of course, in the grand scheme of the world, this isn't such a big issue... Yet.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Wonder why the villagers are worried. There's probably something in the forest,\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would be dressed in her armor. Completely covering her besides her helmet, with two pods attached to her shoulders. Both her arm blade and her shield are equipped, a silver dagger hidden in her armor.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He had left his horse, lance, and well... Excess of stuff in a stable. He didn't need it. All he needed was his sword... Armour, clothing, bow, quiver, and dagger of doom and stabby! \n\nBut there was one thing he needed... That he probably didn't have. That was called being able to s e e\n\nOf course, he was still quite rather confused about... Well, last night! He didn't know what to feel and he was somewhat tired*\n\n\"Honestly, why couldn't this have waited till day... You have your armour... And I can't see. Can you see? Should I run back to the village to get a torch?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I can see a little. Not much. Moon's out though. That's good\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Senses were heightened in the dark. This included sight, but it was pretty useless without night vision. She remembered this scenario, it happened twice before*\n\n*She remembered last night. She had realized that she shouldn't make any decisions while she was tired. Hell, she had literally told him to sleep with her! What was she thinking??!!! Hopefully she wouldn't do that again*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"Lets just hope we don't end up too thick into the forest or I'll have to light a torch up in the middle of a fight... Let's just finish up this bounty and get back to the town before we just become blind\"\n\n*This scenario was really REALLY inconvenient for Ale. But no matter, he can see just a bit... Enough to make out shapes and stuff... Seems like he'll have to use his hearing and well... What little vision he has.\n\nI mean, at least he's pretty well dressed for this. Cuirass, helmet, dublet, trousers, and jack boots. Pretty well dressed if I were to say so.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*They make their way through the ominous forest, which seemed to have a much more dangerous feeling as they get deeper and deeper. They hear and see bushes rustling, but when they check them, it's just a random critter. But it's strange, each of the critters are injured with deep cuts and lacerations, no doubt caused by those malevolent vines. During the mission briefing it's known that they have vines specifically strong against bare skin and getting hit by one will cause serious bleeding. It was also mentioned that they learn overtime, due to this, you should expect the unexpected.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"The vines are good at cutting. Just look at the animals. The thorns probably lacerate deeply. Armor will be a big help here\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Something was definitely wrong here. She's fought vines before, they were probably here. Never to this extent though. Hopefully Ale would be safe, he wasn't as well armored as she was*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "\"You don't say? I just hope I'll be able to walk after this... Doubt leather boots'd do much honestly. Maybe one day I'll invest in some decent armour... But that day wasn't today I suppose\"\n\n*He said, taking a look around. All he could say? Dark. Want to know another thing he could say? This was seriously creeping him out. He doesn't exactly enjoy sapient vines...*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ferret is now adjusting to the lower light levels of the area illuminated by the moon, able to see passably. But... They now see 4 vines, 2 of them within 10ft of them, which attempt to whip then. The one on the right attacks Kaisa 2 times whilst the one on the left attacks Ale 2 times, with their whippy tendrils. The ones in the back grab a big rock (not boulder), and start swinging it round and round. They seem likely to throw the rocks at them.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa swiftly blocks one whip with her shield, then cuts the other tendril with her blade, the fire burning the vine. She fires a flaming barrage straight for the vine's center*\n```Flaming Barrage cast, 92.5 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*With his level 5 vision, he'd of course be able to see! Well... At least now he was. He made a quick back leap, trying to avoid the vine as it made it's attack... \n\nSharp and fast. Assuming it was trying to hit his chest, it'd meet some resistance had it hit... Metal is quite strong honestly. \n\nBut no biggy! He followed up with a ZAP ZAP from his ELECTRO PEW! Electricity hurts.. He doesn't know if plants feel. Either way, zap zap* \n\n ```Used Electric Bolt! 105/120 Mana Remaining```\n\n\"Thanks for the callout! Could have done better... Hopefully!\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Kaisa blocks one of the whips attacks, which just makes a light plomp sound and gets deflected, seems as if their vines are more suited for gripping rather than punching. Kaisa also cuts the vine, she also lands the flaming barrage, sucessfully killing the vine! Ferret is quick enough to step back avoiding most of the attack and shoot a bolt of lighting, it blocks with one of it's tendrils but it paralyzes the tendril.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa now aims for the other two back vines. She trusts Ale enough to be able to handle himself a partially paralyzed vine. She fires two Flaming Barrages at the other two vines*\n```15 mana spent from Flaming Barrage, 15 regained, 92.5/100 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He then attacked the paralyzed tendril thing, trying to log it clean off, but keeping sure to... Well, not be sliced up by the other one! Let's hope he didn't get sliced up!\n\nExertion grunts! Slicy slicy? Swordy Slashy? OH AND UHHH... Other sounds that'd usually be associated with slicing things*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*The vine scuttles to the side, avoiding whatever slice Ale was attempting to do. It then makes an attack against Ale, with one of it's tendrils. Kaisa hits one flaming barrage but misses the other, one of the vines had died. The other stepped out of the way of the fire projectile and now throws a rock at Kaisa, at 60fps.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa quickly lifts her shield up. Her shoulder pods glow a fiery orange, and 3 Flaming Barrages fly out, one aimed for Ale's vine, and the other two at the vine*\n```22.5 mana spent, 70/100 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Coming at you, Ale!\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Ale could very well see a very bright object coming his way. He didn't think he had time to strike the vine himself so... He pulled a tactical retreat! He moved himself very VERY quickly away from the vine. He hopes by doing this, he won't be hit with collateral and by a vine.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Thanks for the call!\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*With the paralysis that the vine had, it would be unable to move out of the way quickly enough, therefore it burns up because of Kaisa. The other slinger vine couldn't avoid 2 projectile at once and therefore also gets hit and burns up.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would look towards Ale. She would be breathing harder than normal, her expression fiercer than normal*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah Yeah. I'm completely fine. Saved me right there. Didn't think I could hit the vine! Thanks\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He said, giving her a thumbs up as he flourishes his sword. Very cool sword you see! He looked straight up confused honestly. How were these vines seeing them? He'd need to closely examine these after the quest is over*" }, { "author": "Aleksander's Noises and Sound Effects", "message": "*Heavy Breathing from Exertion*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would smile, glad that he was ok. They would have to stay on their guard though, there could still be more vines*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"No problem. Stay on your guard though.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah Yeah I'll do that. Don't fancy being sliced up like a piece of bread\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He said, really REALLY not wanting to be sliced up like a piece of bread. That tends to not be very... Appealing honestly. He just... Stood there, gathering his breath*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*(why do you have so many tuppers)*\n\n*They decide to travel onwards! To victory, to honor, and to not dealing with these pests! In all seriousnous, the vines seem rather weak. But that's probably only the case for adventurers such as Kaisa and Ale, they're much stronger than the average person. The villagers must be going through hell now, and since this villages main export is lumber, they have to go into the forest or they cannot get food.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Let me take the front. You'll be safer in the back.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa knew that Ale wasn't meant to be a frontline fighter. He didn't have enough armor to deal with these vines. She needed to make sure he was safe*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"You see, I feel equally as safe in the front as I am in the back. But have it your way. I'm completely capable of combat!\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He said, sheathing his sword and well, drawing his bow. He took a few arrows in his firing hand so... He well, can loose a few arrows in a quick amount of time! On top of this, he got a cool new bow!\n\nWonder what was going in in his mind at the current moment... He seemed to be thinking about a few things*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*As they walk, Kaisa would notice vines in the bushes to the side of them. 2 on each side, one on each side is carrying a shield apparently. Ale would not notice this and therefore would not see a rock being hurled towards him at 60fps towards his chest. Kaisa would, however.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would quickly run in front of him and hold her shield up. She couldn't let him get hurt in this. Her two shoulder pods would fire two missiles at the vine that had thrown the rock.*\n```15 mana spent, 30 regained over 4 turns, 85/100 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He was probably saved! Let's hope Kaisa wasn't too affected by it. He then would string an arrow, unsure as to where to shoot... Quite dark honestly. He could definitely do with some night vision!*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I can't see anything! Thanks for the save... But I need to have visual on what I'm shooting\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Near the bushes! One in each, two total!\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Kaisa would've reacted time, but couldn't accelerate fast enough to reach Ale. Ale gets hit in the chest with a baseball sized rock, terrible injury, frankly. One of the vines scuttles away from the fire, the other gets stabbed with fire dart and burns up.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As she ran towards him, she fired four more Flaming Barrages at the remaining vines. She didn't want them to hurt Ale anymore, and leaving them alive would be risky*\n```Flaming Barrage cast, 30 mana spent, 55/100 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He'd be knocked over with a big TWACK and WHOOMPH. His bow was next to him and he dropped his ~~croissant~~ arrows. Damn you open case! Nothing was broken. Just a slightly dented cuirass and a very dirty set of clothing. \n\nOverall, he was fine!*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah I'm fine. Not too... Hard of a hit. Better not to take any more I suppose\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*One of the shield vines blocks both darts coming towards it and it's companion slinger. The other shielder blocks it's dart. All shield vines run up towards Ale and attempts to whip him, 3 attacks in total (2 from one, 1 from the other) and a rock gets hurled towards Kaisa a surprising speed of 80fps! That slinger vine then gets out of the bushes, guess it stopped getting cheap shots and joined the fray itself.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa blocks the stone with her shield, pushing her back. She stabs at the slinger with her armblade, standing over Ale to protect him with her armor.*\n\n```15 mana regen, 70/100 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*You can't protect everything! Ale drew his sword and dagger, slashing at the creatures the approached to attack him. At this point, Kaisa was probably on top of him as Ale tried to slash at the creatures bases from below! \n\nAs they threw their attacks, he slashed at the tentacles he could with his sword. The dagger was too short to be effective at this point, albeit being a foot long.*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Kaisa was knocked out of the way. The slinger avoids the armblades attack, rather swiftly, you need strong and fast tendrils to sling rocks like that! Ale was likely swinging rather aimlessly, the vines themselves aren't much slower than him either, just a little below. The shield vine with shields remains blocks and the other evades the other attack, he however still cut one tendril, preventing one attack. The other 2 vines hit exposed parts and grip, hard, and is twisting around those limbs, a leg and one of his arms, the twisting would eventually cause deep cuts if not limb loss.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa quickly stabs the core of the vine on his leg, and punches the other with her shield. She can't do anything about the third vine, but she can try to prevent Ale from getting cut too hard*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He casted another lightning spell with his free hand. He decided that his hand was more important and less defended than his leg, which had a thick leather jackboot to protect it. \n\nHe aimed the spell at any open spot at the tentacle thing. Have it be it's base... Or the tentacle, he'd go for it. He just hopes his dublet protects him well enough so the creature doesn't slit his wrist and well... Kill him.*\n\n```Electric Bolt Casted! 90/120```" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Kaisa would try to defend him, but the slinger vine behind makes an attack against her ankle, attempting to trip her or otherwise make it so that injury to Kaisa would be more if she didn't focus on it. Ale however, would have better luck landing his lightning spell on the vine attacking his arm destroying the vine. The other vine would cut into the leg of Ale.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As the vine rugs at her ankle, Kaisa lets her foot slide, getting her closer to the vine. She stabs at its core using her right hand and fires two Flaming Barrages using her left, one at each vine.*\n```15 mana spent, 15 regained, 70/100 mana remaining```" } ]

[ { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Ale, being freed, would quickly move his hand back, targeting the other vine with another lightning strike... His arm had nasty cuts in them, but they were mostly not too deep as his dublet was quite thick and squishy. Not including the Aketon which added more depth to his... Well... Thiccness. \n\nHis leg on the other hand... Would need some severe healing honestly. It was way too painful to use and... Well, he was bleeding nastily from it. He'd definitely need a healer if he doesn't bleed out first!*\n\n```Electric Bolt Used! 75/120 Mana``` \n\n*He was practically groaning in pain as everything happened. It was quite a painful situation honestly*" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "*Ale is able to kill the vine, but not before it cut even deeper into his limbs. Kaisa would be able to shoot her flaming barrage to the slinger and kill it. These vines are no joke, they get stronger and stronger each and everytime you fight them, it's a wonder that this beast isn't the dominant species of the planet. All enemies in the area has been defeated, luckily, so you can either go back, or go further in to get more kills.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She runs over to him, inspecting his wounds. Shit. His arm has a bad cut, and his leg is even worse. She'll have to help him walk back. They probably shouldn't continue, otherwise Ale could get even more injured*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"We should head back. You're hurt.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'm fine, we can continue. Nothing too serious I think just... A bit pai-\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He'd stop, immediately seizing in pain as he tried to move his leg... It was pretty sliced up. A healer could fix it... But it'd probably leave a nasty scar. Unless I'm severely underestimating the power of healers. \n\nHe'd look up at her, giving a small... Well, forced smile. He didn't want to worry her too much but... He was pretty sure that... She'd probably have to help him back*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Nevermind... I don't think I can walk... Nor stand up\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"We're definitely going back. I'm helping you there.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She pulls him up to his feet. She's not sure if she should carry him back or simply have him hop on one leg*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Now, can you hop? Or do you need to be carried? Answer truthfully, I don't want you to get even more hurt.\"" }, { "author": "pineywoods7124", "message": "**Quest Complete**\n1700 silver each\n1PP each\n1 Bongo of Summoning Vine each" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Flattered you care about me so much. I think I can walk myself if it's too much of an inconvenience... Though, I somewhat am skeptical if hopping too much would be a good idea, assuming my leg looks like the holes on a Great Helm\"" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*He said, staring at his... Well, bow and arrows on the ground. He'll need some help picking those up. He was practically pulled up into her. Very very close proximity. He was right up to her face. \n\nHe honestly didn't care about this. He just needed her for support! Outside of this situation, with his newly found curiosity of Kaisa, he'd probably turn red like blood!*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Sorry if we're too close. Can't really help it.\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-it's fine. I'll carry you then. Oh, the bow and arrows.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She gently set him down, picked up the bow and arrows, and placed them on his back and quiver. She scooped him up after a bit of struggling. He was heavy for her, fortunately she wasn't a pushover either.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Oof! You're heavier than I thought. Hold on.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'll be sure to lose some weight for the next time this situation arises. I think I can support myself with my scabbard. I'll just need some support\"\n\n*He said, unhooking his sword scabbard and well... Using it as something like a crutch. It was pretty strong so of course it'd survive the journey. He can always deal with the pain*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "```What will come out of this relationship? To be continued in the next episode of Ale Ale's Bizarre Adventures!```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*They finally got to the city. Claimed their gold, now they just needed to get to a healer. Kaisa was getting a little tired, but she was fine considering Ale was far worse.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"We need to get you patched up somewhere. That leg cut is deep.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I suppose. Are you sure you can continue carrying me? You very well might have gotten very tired on the way here... Wouldn't want to excessively overwork you\"\n\n*He said, probably holding onto Kaisa by the shoulders. For someone his height, he was somewhat light! But then again, that really... Doesn't matter. His armour and equipment didn't make it any better*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I probably won't be carrying you much longer. Depends on how long it takes to find a healer. Do you think that building has one?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She pointed towards a small building. It had a scepter with two snakes intertwined on the front. It looked clean, and pretty much everything a medieval doctor would have. Except leeches. No leeches.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I hope there is. I'm paying for my medical fees though! Didn't want to burden you with both having to carry me this far and paying for my injuries.\"\n\n*He said, nodding behind her. He looked at the building's symbol. Looked rather sketch, but it looked pretty okay. What's the worst that can happen?*\n\n\"It honestly probably does\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Alright. Let's go\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Once they entered the building, they found an older woman, probably in her 70's, pretty rare in this timeline. She would look at them, adjusting the glasses on her head.*\n\n\"Oh dear! Some trouble you guys have gotten in! Set him down here, honey, I'll patch him up real quick.\"\n\n*Kaisa would be breathing hard and sounding tired as she carefully set Ale on the table. The old woman rolled up her sleeves, and placed her hand near Ale's leg. A yellow glow emitted from her hand, and Ale's wound began to close. After it was healed, she moved on to his arm*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Having had this done to him before... He really didn't have much of a reaction. He only really just well... Moved his newly healed leg and soon hand if it was healed. He was going to need to change to a different pair of trousers!* \n\n\"That feels much better. Less leg pain and more feeling in my hand\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The old woman would chuckle.* \"It's nothing, sugar. Young people like you get hurt all the time! Better change your trousers soon, otherwise vampires may go for you!\" *She chuckled more.* \"I'm joking, I have nothing against vampires. They're difficult to heal though, need blood to do so. Anyway, it's good to see you taking hits for that lovely girl over there. Such a wonderful partnership. The cost will be 75 silver. Pretty cheap considering your gear.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He fished out 2 gold instead of the 75 silver. He wanted to make sure òcha was comfortable with life. He was very thankful that someone like her was around in this world to heal him*\n\n\"Ah please take the rest of these for your comfort. It's somewhat like a tip, òcha. (Pronounced like ocha) I'm very thankful for you being here to help people!\"\n\n*He said, standing up. His horse was probably still back at the stable. He'd need to reclaim it. He looked at Kaisa, giving her a playful wink for... An interesting, yet unknown reason*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Oh, don't be so generous! You'll end up giving all your money away! Unless it's for that girl over there.\" *She would lean in and whisper.* \"She's a keeper, I tell you.\" *She leaned back* \"Anyway, I don't need so much gold. I'm practically retired! I only do this for the actual work.\" *She took one gold coin and slid the other over to him.* \"Now go on! More adventure for young ones like you! Have a safe trip!\"\n\n*Kaisa would slightly blush at the lady's comment. Unknown to her, senses were amplified in the dark, this included. She would blush even more as she leaned to tell Ale \"She's a keeper\". What did that mean??!! Her face finally became its reddest when Ale winked at her playfully. She had no idea what was going on. Hopefully they would just return to the stable and get his horse without too much trouble*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"No no I insist! If you won't take this gold, at least keep it for the next person who comes in. Not everyone has enough money to pay for injuries...\"\n\n*He said, nodding. He was pretty good at hiding his expressions. Usually. He was more just trying to be a nice person at the current moment. He really did intend to give the 2 gold though. ~~mostly because I cannot be bothered to change his update~~*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Oh well. At least I can help others. At the very least if no one comes in I can give it to my grandson. Handsome, that boy, just like you! Anyway, safe trip you too\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Thank you again. I'll be sure to come back if I need anything!\"\n\n*He said, standing up to face Kaisa. He gestured to ask, \"Shall we go?\" He wanted to do something. He wanted to do something strange but... Overall harmless*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would be a bright tomato red, attempting to hide it by slightly playing with her hair and having it cover her face. It did absolutely nothing*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Su-sure! Where are we going?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She could still walk, now that she wasn't carrying a person. It was still dark, but she wasn't sure how long it was until the sun came up*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Well first, let's head to the stable yeah? Kinda embarrassing to walk around with trousers that look like they've been through a pit full of razor sharp vines\"\n\n*He said, studying her face. Bright red. Very VERY bright red. He wanted to give her a pat. He didn't because she already seemed like she was about to explode!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Ye-yeah! Let's go do that.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would turn and walk out so that she was facing away from Ale, walking quickly. 'WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?', she thought. Her face was bright red, flushed, her heart was beating, palms shaking slightly. 'Just get to the stable now',she told herself*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He quickly went ahead of her, slamming his hand onto a stone wall. It made a very precise and well... Percussive don sound. It was basically the Japanese Kabedon! Hand on the wall and well... Approaching the girl\n\nAfter he accomplished this, practically stopping Kaisa, he got a bit closer to Kaisa, close enough that it'd almost be mistakened as a kiss. But of course, Ale is not like that yet! He got close, staring her in the eyes, straight faced, whispering*\n\n\"You're a unique girl Kaisa. I wouldn't be surprised if I really did want to keep you forever. But of course, both of us being adventurers, that wouldn't really be possible\" \n\n*He was still placing his left hand on the wall, keeping it close and personal to Kaisa*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Uh-eh-uh-wha...\"\n*Kaisa would start to panic even more. What was happening? Had Ale just admitted his love for her? She tried to speak, her words jumbled up, her heart beating faster and faster, then eventually fainting.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Woah woah woah there Kaisa. Didn't mean to make you pass out!\"\n\n*He said, catching her by the shoulders to well... Not let her fall. He took off his dublet whilst holding Kaisa up, covering her as he... Practically princess carries her back to the stable. Warm! \n\nThink of this like him paying her back for carrying him. But in this case, he was pretty much fine with carrying her. She wasn't TOO heavy for him* \n\n\"Sorry for frightening you...\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would look up to him, now in his arms. Her eyes would be half closed, but her violet irises would still be visible. They would meet with Ale's bright blue ones, like a clear lake. She would be breathing more slowly now, her face obviously still red, her breath can be seen in the cool night air.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Ale... Move me closer\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Uhhh... Aye can do\"\n\n*He said, pulling Kaisa closer. At this point, she was probably facing him completely as he was practically giving her a horizontal hug!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa would look deep into his eyes. Just like a clear lake. Beautiful. Her own sparkled with the reflection of the full moon. She wrapped her arm around his neck and quickly brought his head closer, and kissed him long and deep. Probably not the best since she's never done it before, but she's trying.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*As she kissed him, he stopped, unsure what had occured. He took a moment, probably doing some intense ass mathematics in his mind and came to the conclusion he has recieved a kiss. \n\nHis face immediately turned red, but he didn't have the ability to pull away... He didn't want to pull away. He quite likes this, so he just returned the kiss. So this is what being inter- rather... Now he felt like he was in love. It was like all those years ago with her lover on the cliff side!*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa deepens the kiss, pulling him into her more. Was this love? Was this what love felt like? Feeling your heart melt for someone, unable to take yourself away from them? That's what Kaisa felt, the only reason for pulling away after about half a minute is that she's running out of air. She pulls away, gasping for breath, staring into Ale's eyes.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I-is this what it feels like? Love\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'd say so... But.. Uhhhh... Kaisa... Do you think we could...\"\n\n*He was lost for words. He was completely red. Like Kaisa had never seen him this red. He's definitely going to have this engrained into his head for a long time.\n\nHe decided to just rest his head on hers. He didn't know what to say. He didn't want to really say something. But he felt as if this was wrong... They didn't know each other much at all.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Ma-maybe we should do this somewhere else. It's night, but also in the middle of the street. Maybe find somewhere?\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*She would have asked that he put her down, except that she didn't want him to put her down. They really should find someplace private, they didn't want someone walking out and seeing them. She didn't really know what to think, they had only known each other for a little over a week. 'Stop it now, find somewhere to settle first'*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah... I think... We can stay in the Stable for the night... Doubt the Stable Hand would be there at this time.\"\n\n*He didn't exactly put her down... He didn't think she was stable yet. And yes, thet should find a place, which was private. He would first think... Well, \"I didn't... Think it was... Well... What it was now. Gosh so I'm meant to be with her. But... It's only been a week. Is this a good idea?\"\n\nHe started to walk yet again, red still face and well... As gentle as he could ever be*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"You said you want to keep me forever, but that it's not possible. Well, let's make it possible. I want to be with you as long as I'm alive!\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Silence hung in the air. Pleading purple eyes met bright blue ones. She could fall forever looking into them. She never wanted to be away from him, they had only been together for a week and yet they had done so much! Well, he did a lot for her.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"When I first met you, I was broken. You helped build me back up. You've taken care of me, sheltered me, even making sure I was fed. Hell, we've slept together! Although that was when I wasn't thinking quite straight.\" *She chuckled slightly* \"For this, I want to stay with you. I want to go on adventures with you, run, laugh, help others, find treasure with you. Please tell me you want the same.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Ale stopped in his tracks. His \"Confession\" Wasn't exactly a confession... He wanted to say he had a crush on her... But he didn't know what word to use. He didn't even know a that time that it wasn't a crush, rather a longing for someone.* \n\n\"Kaisa, I **Was** A broken man. I've lost the person I've loved dear. I've lost what I could call a family, a home, and even... Well, what could be called feeling. I feel like you've been slowly fixing me as we went along. I tried not to show it as I felt that you would worry about a person like me. So... I need you in my life because... Well, you keep my mind in the light. It is said that vampires are evil creatures... But if you were evil, I'd still love you the same\" \n\n*He looked like he was about to cry.. But well, he forced it back because running water hurts Kaisa. He didn't want to hurt her. It was the wrong time to do so* \n\n\"I want to stay with you too... Adventures and treasure. All of it if it keeps you and me together\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Then lets stay together. We should get to the stable though. We can express our love more easily there\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Kaisa almost kisses him again, but they really needed to get to the stable. She would kiss him there. A lot. Her heart would beat faster, as emotions happily swirled in there, her eyes no longer aware of the world around them, only Ale.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'm curious as to what you mean with... Express our love more easily there? But were pretty much there\"\n\n*He said, approaching the stable... He pushed the fence open, walking through, then closing it. AmaAma is laying on the floor in one of the pens, sleeping. His stuff was all still there... And well, it looked perfectly fine for \"Expressing their love\" Whatever that means*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As if on cue, Kaisa kisses him again. More passionately, much more actually, this time. Her arms are wrapped around Ale, feeling his warmth. Kaisa's much warmer than normal, and Ale would be able to feel the heat radiate off of her. She's not letting go, not that Ale would want to*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "*Ale returned the favour, sitting down by one of the non-wooden walls, giving her the most passionate hug and kiss he could. He wasn't good at kissing, but he was trying. AmaAma wouldn't... Y'know do anything. AmaAma is just a cool horsy that helps Kaisa and Ale get places. \n\nAt this point, Ale decided... Hey, wall isn't good idea, let's just go on the floor. As if he was about to run out of air (he was actually breathing through his nose) pushed, rather moved the both of them to the floor, Ale on top and Kaisa on the bottom. He didn't know WHY he did this, but it felt natural*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Whoop! They went to the floor. Normally, Kaisa hated being in this position, being vulnerable, but she enjoyed this with Ale, opening herself up to him. She kissed him even more, hugging him close to her, her legs bending and coming closer, then wrapping themselves around his waist. It just felt so GOOD, she couldn't have stopped if she wanted to as ecstasy ran through her veins*\n\n**TIMESKIP**\n*The time was morning. The sun was shining bright, but Kaisa and Ale were in the stable, sleeping. Ale was also on top of Kaisa, the two with ruffled clothing, Ale's hands in Kaisa's shirt, resting near her lower ribs, and the other wrapped around her waist. Their heads would be resting near each other, Kaisa's hair flowing on the floor. Ale would wake up first*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Ale awoke to find them well... Being morning. It was about time they made a move on. Wonder what they missed during their thing. He stood up, tightening his top and well... Quickly and discreetly changed his trousers to one that wasn't completely wrecked. \n\nOf course, before this, he made sure he... Gently removes his hands from Kaisa. He blushed at what happened last night. That was... Definitely something. He will protect Kaisa the best he can! \n\nAnyways, he softly nudged Kaisa awake. He had stuffed his dublet and other things into his saddle bags, only really wearing his ghillies, trews, and jack boots. Perfect afternoon stroll clothing.\n\nWonder what they did last night that got them into the position they were in* \n\n\"Kaisa, it's morning... Be careful, the sun is out\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Mmmmhhh...\"\n*She had awaken. Her hair wild, shirt ruffled. She could still feel the warmth from Ale's hand on her side. Last night felt good, probably the best she had ever felt before her parents had passed. This one was different though. More personal, loving, and definitely not a part of childhood. No specifics*\n\n\"It's day already? But the night went by so fast..\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah it was a lot of... Well fun! But we can do that another time. I think it's time for us to bid farewell to this city and get to exploring.\"\n\n*He said, nudging AmaAma to wake up. Annoyed Neigh, but she got up. Good girl. They should really get up. He had already took out his plaid so Kaisa could use it as a hood... Again!* \n\n\"Quite a wild night...\" \n\n*He chuckled awkwardly. He thinks that's just what happens when emotions take hold of you*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"It was. We should get back to work. We can always do it again\"\n\n*She took the plaid to once again use it as a cloak, then kissing Ale once again. It was a quick one, but loving nonetheless.*\n\n\"Now, where off to?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"When was the last time you ate? I think we should deal with out food problem first so... To the forest. After that, I don't know. I was thinking maybe making a house purchase! Or... Just building another pit house. Like the one at the beach! Just... A bit more permanent\" \n\n*He said, giving her a smile. He found love. He hopes this develops further, more passionate, and more deep. But at the current moment, they were just testing the waters. Last night was a unique moment. Somewhat like a splash in the pool, but taking it slowly would be better... Though... Ale isn't sure how slow Kaisa and he can handle*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I think I should be fine. Probably should go hunting just in case. A house... Just make sure it isn't wooden.\"\n\n*A smile would plaster Kaisa's face, her face marks curving as she thought about them. Them. That was nice to say. She wanted to dive deep into this relationship one day. Maybe one day have a family, like how she was. 'Ale would probably like one too, after all, he had said that he once had one too. Stop that,' she told herself. Don't rush this. Take the time to enjoy this. Maybe they could do it again tonight.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Doubt it'd be wooder. Maybe I might use wooder rods to make some supports, but it'd most likely be packed dirt and rock! Actually, since I already have a lot of gold in the bank, I think I can invest in some more... Well, more elegant building materials. But nothing is stopping us from building what we need for it. It is of course, going to be our home... Right?\" \n\n*He said, wrapping his arm around her waist as he waves his hand slowly in front of him, as if unveiling a map. The house wasn't probably going to be too big. It'd probably have enough space for equipment and the such. Maybe enough for 5 people to live comfortably, but it'd be nothing like mansions. \n\nHe hopes he can make it cozy and nice for Kaisa. Maybe a nice table for his literature... And maybe a nice bed devoid of wood! What would the bed be made of... Metal? Metal and straw? He doesn't know... But he'll make it work if it's for Kaisa*" } ]

[ { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Of course! I've always wanted to settle down one day. But maybe later. Like the healer said, we're still young. We need to go do more stuff before settling down!\"\n\n*Kaisa leans into his embrace. Her hand meets his as she holds it, the warmth flowing between the two. His is warmer though. She wondered what their next adventure will be. Hopefully one that Ale is good at. He wasn't able to do much, Kaisa pretty much got all the action.*\n\n\"So, where to now?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Well, first off... Why don't we... Hmmmm I don't know... How about we go to our safe place. You know, a forest! Then we can think from there. Because honestly, I'm not sure myself. I was thinking of going to some mountain... But honestly, there is too much light there\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Probably best. Although I'll have to be careful about the trees. That shouldn't be too big of a problem though, seeing as they block out the sun. We need another adventure though! Whether it's monsters to kill, caves to explore, helping people, we need to do something. Can't just lie around all day.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"You make a very good point. If it has to do with Ancient tombs and dungeons, that's my job! But if it has to do with monster hunting, I'll leave my life in your care. I'll still help you though!\"\n\n*He said, placing on leg on it's corresponding stirrup. Looks like they should start moving* \n\n\"We should get moving. Do you want to sit in the back or in front~?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Hmmmm.\" *She would jump up in the horse so that she was in front of Ale. He could wrap his arms around her. She would like that.*\n\n\"I'd prefer this position. Not sure why. Let's go!\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He grabbed the lance from the side... He somewhat needed Kaisa to carry it for him. He can't wrap his arms around her with a massive ass lance.\n\nBut if course, after this happened, they went off to do their adventures... Maybe even drafting a house to build. Hmmm. Houses are good. \n\nOff into the sunrise they go! Ale wrapping his arms around Kaisa. Practically one of the better situations she could wish for*" } ]

[ { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Supposedly an amount of time after the events of the wolf quest. What would they be doing this time? I'd assume they were in a village, doing things? Were they in an inn? Unsure... But we recieved the rewards... And Ale also had a cool set of clothes to keep him nice and cozy... He made a cool hat too! Well... A hat and a little wrapping around his helmet! He is making it look more fancier.\n\nHis hat, rather busby, was just a cylindrical cap of fur, which would give him some... More warmth in the winter months!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*They were in a cozy inn, quite a nice one too, for about 2 silver. It was dusk now, the sun setting and the sky painted bright orange and pink. Kaisa has finally taken the plaid off, her long black hair finally let loose, her weapons set on a nearby table.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Ale sat down at the bed, taking off all the excessive armour he had. He was now just clothed in his trousers and shirt! Back to casual Ale it is. Of course, he took off his boots... Who wouldn't? \n\nAle also took the time to... Wash his hands off of any dried blood or... Wolf bits! It was like he was a noble! Super clean! In reality, he was... Just really against being dirty in bed*\n\n\"So Kaisa, what'd you mean about more fun later? What'd you have in mind? That and...\"\n\n*He pointed at her arm, quite obviously worried about it. The healer said vampires were difficult to heal... He didn't want to be the reason why Kaisa would end up being... Permanently injured!*\n\n\"How's your arm? Would you like me to start a fire?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"My arm's fine. Just a little cold. Speaking of which, I'm still cold. A fire won't be needed, though, that's what you're for.\"\n\n*She would walk towards him, taking off her boots as she did, then jumping towards him unexpectedly. Hopefully his arms were open, or she would crash into his forearms. Her trajectory would turn so that she faced away from him, her back towards him.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He gave a shocked gasp, but played along. Since he was literally... Probably her heat pack, he whispered into her ear with a very... Smooth and rather... Strange way to talk*\n\n\"Y'know Kaisa. If you keep using me as a pseudo-fire, I might end up doing something to you~\"\n\n*He whispered, holding both hands to warm them up. His tactic... Was... Well, to just... Hold them! Well more specifically, he held them, moving them closer to her tummy so that... He had something to lean onto so he doesn't get tired!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Do something to me? You know, Ale, there's a reason I had you take take out the wolf. You know the one that was going to take me from behind?\"\n\n*She turned so that her mouth was very, very close to Ale's. A smile plastered her face, a smile on it. It was happy, but not an innocent kind of happy.*\n\n\"Because you're going to do it instead.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Ale... Gave her a very... Confused look. At this point, he has completely lost her... Or has he? If anything, she'd probably have to tell him directly... Otherwise he would keep teasing... Or just not knowing*\n\n\"I've completely lost you. What did you want me to do again?\"\n\n*But then, you must remember... Ale didn't really get to learn much about any of this. Probably very naíve honestly... Oh well.*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Aw. She had wanted him to initiate this time. To be honest, she was just giving in to her desires. They really shouldn't sleep now, it's far too early. She instead leaned back so they would both fall back on the bed, and flop to the side, practically spread-eagle.* \n\n\"Maybe we shouldn't sleep yet. It's still early, very early. What do you think we should do?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'm completely stumped. What would you like to do? I really have nothing. I thought you had a plan\"\n\n*He asked, holder her in his hands. It's the best he could do honestly. He didn't want to roll over or he might convey the wrong idea... It was tabboo and considered evil to initiate such things with a girl without their expressed consent.\n\nHe didn't want to ask either... New was too shy for that. He wanted her to ask... Or at least wait a for a while so he can muster up some courage*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa would stare into his eyes. A vibrant blue color, like the ocean. She's thought of that many times, her face dreamy as she looks into them. Wait! An idea! She perks up and her helmet covers her face, with the rest of her head exposed. It's really a mask right now. She jumps off and grabs the plaid, and wraps it around her, covering her skin.*\n\n\"The sun's setting. How about we see it together?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He thought for a moment, looking at her to make sure she was... Well, well wrapped. He took the his original... Hat, putting it on. It was a cool hat... Not the wolf busby, but just a hat! \n\nHe sat up, getting off of the bed, putting his boots on*\n\n\"That's a good idea. Definitely would like to see that! Maybe we could make another one of those little shelters!\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Actually, it's right there.\" \n\n*She points to the window, shut off by drawn curtains.*\n\n\"Come on! I haven't seen one in forever!\"\n\n*She practically drags Ale to the window. Kaisa draws the curtains, revealing a beautiful sunset, the sky and clouds a bright pink and orange.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I see~. The sun setting is beautiful... But there is already something more beautiful than that here with me all the time. But I suppose we can... Watch the sun set like everyone else does\"\n\n*And like that, he resided into silence, leaning his head onto her shoulder. Very comfortable position you see! But he really was longing for something specific... But he just didn't have the balls to ask for it!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa blushes at the compliment. It was probably used worldwide, sure, but he's the only one that says it to her. It makes her feel special. She leaned into him as well, watching the sun set, snuggling very, very close. And just like that, her head's in his lap. She looks up to him, and it's probably a bit awkward for Ale seeing her mask instead of her face. Don't want it to be burned though.*\n\n\"You remember last time, in the stable? You also were going to do something to me? Just know that unless I say no\", *She slid up to him, her head now level with his. Her helmet disappeares, revealing a slightly red, but happy, face. She brings one leg over his, and she's now sitting on his lap, her legs spread to either side of his waist. She closes the distance between their mouths and kisses him, then pulls back to finish her sentence.* \"You can have me whenever you want\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He... Would hug her for a bit, pulling her back into a kiss. He didn't know why, but this situation really... Made him feel like he finally made a good step towards... Well, happiness! Of couse, in the world of Drase, happiness is difficult if you can get murdered if you take the wrong step!\n\nHe placed his hand on her back with... A little back rub. Very cool and stuff. Backrubs are great. I love getting those cause it usually helps with sickness!* \n\n\"So... Don't know if this is too early... It's a bit tabboo in my clan so I don't have any experience with or asking for it. But I think I know what you mean...\"\n\n*He took a big inhale... Exhale... Nervous! He might make a misstep and he'll be back to square one*\n\n\"Do you want to try it? Y'know... The big it? Like the thing that two people do when they really love each other?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Oh Ále, always the gentleman. If you want to do 'the big it', all you need to do,\"\n\n*She kissed him yet again. Seems like she likes this. A lot. Ále really needs to start building his nerve, since, well, Kaisa sort of expects this from him.*\n\n\"Is considered your taboo, waivered. Always.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He stepped back, grabbing his dagger... And well, removing a few strands of his plaid. There's a special thing with the plaid as on both sides, there are 3 bundles of the same colour in... Well, a specific order. In one hand, he had a bundle while in the other... He had one too!\n\nHe took a breath then... Knelt down in front of Kaisa. This, was the big it! There was another big it but... He really didn't even have the concept of doing it before the other big it.\nIt looked like he was doing something completely different from what she expected... He was knelt down, making a small loop with the two strings*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Uhhh... Ale? Which 'big thing' are you doing? I don't think we had the same idea...\"\n\n*She's really confuses now. He's kneeling in front of her and... Tying some string together. Colored string. She can't think of a single thing for why Ale would be doing this, but she lets him continue, curious.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Well.. You said that we should do the big thing... This is a thing that we use to claim our person. Well not claim, rather make a sort of agreement. I don't know how to phrase this in this language, but it's like a permanent vow or something... Ah yes I know it\"\n\n*He slipped on his cord around his wrist, which still had over an entire 8 yards left to tie. Wonder what he is doing it for? Well, it's something similar to hand fasting!* \n\n\"So Kaisa. It's well... Only been what? A month? But... I feel like it's time for us to take our steps forward.\"\n\n*Inhale exhale. Very difficult for him to say this. He doesn't know how and... Well, doesn't know if she'd even say yes*\n\n\"Would you give me the honour of sealing our promises and marry me?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*A look of blatant surprise covers Kaisa's face. When she said 'the big thing' she hadn't meant that big. She had accelerated their relationship quite fast, kissing him after only a week of knowing him. Now, Ale was doing so, after a month, had just proposed to her. Her heart started to race, and jumped towards him.*\n\n\"Yes, yes yes yes yes yes yes yes YES!!!\"\n\n*She hugged him, her momentum causing her to spin around him.*\n\n\"I think you've just made me the happiest girl in the world!\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*He had a tear in his eye, grabbing her before she could fly off him as she spun around her. He gave her a big hug, kissing her in the lips. He was a VERY happy man... Like, excessively happy. It may have been short, but it was considered normal for these days. \n\nAt this point he was... Well, crying happy tears! He was happy but he was crying. Crying straight onto her. I was told that she wouldn't get hurt with this little water!*\n\n\"I hope I did... You really are just like her. But I love you more than I did with her... I was meant to be with you\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"I couldn't say anything more true\"\n\n*And with that, she wrapped her legs around his waist, using them to hold her up. Tears of joy streamed down her face, as she passionately kissed Ale deeply, her hands wrapped around his neck.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Returned it, he didn't want to let go, just wanting to feel the moment. You see, this was the one time that they could have some sort of privacy! It's a very good thing! That means they can do a lot of things. \n\nBut Ale... Doesn't know what to do! Why does he not know what to do? He was in lala land right now*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Not letting the kiss go, Kaisa lets one leg down. She uses it to push off the floor and bring Ale on top of her on the bed, just like last time. Yep, they're still kissing. Kaisa has no idea what to do either, she's just going with her instincts. Turns out it's very primal instincts.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "```The next day! Most likely literally day. Maybe afternoon? Unsure```" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*They'd most likely be in bed, covered by their plaid. They... Did some rather spicy stuff last night. Or did they? Maybe they did... Maybe they didn't. Like Kaisa said... Primal Instict. Ale does have that but... He is very good at suppressing it... Until now I suppose. \n\nThey'd be in a strange position, Ale on the bottom while Kaisa is probably on top. Idk what position they'd be. Happy sleeping position! \n\nOther than that, it was a pretty special night! Ale did the big thing and Kaisa said the yes. Now Ale feels happy and definitely will try hard for her! Well... Not like he isn't already but he'll try HARDER!* \n\n\"Hey Kaisa, it's morning, we should get up\"\n\n*He said, poking her cheek. Poke poke!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa's never been happier. Never. She wakes up to feel a warm hand poking her cheek. Right on her markings. She's on top of him, somehow. Wasn't she on the bottom last night? Oh well. She wakes up slowly, enjoying the close contact they had.*\n\n\"Just a little bit more... We don't have anything planned today, right?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I mean I don't know. Do we have anything planned today?\"\n\n*He asked, lifting up his right hand and... Well... Motioning to the ring finger. He doesn't know if she'd like that honestly. He kinda just... Wrapped around his string around his wrist and the other string around her wrist last night\n\nHe should really think about doing more quests. They were fun! Until... Someone gets hurt... Then it's not so fun*\n\n\"I think it was standard for people here to get rings for their special someone. I don't know if you'd like one... I'm plenty happy with just getting the wrist band!\"\n\n*He said, shaking it around. He'll probably commission someone to make a specific one specifically for this... He wants it to last a long time!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"We don't have anything for today. I would love something like a ring, but they sort of get in the way. Especially with our lines of work...\"\n\n*She desperately wants a symbol for their marriage, but having it impede work would be risky. Rings would get in the way of her armor. An idea strikes her.*\n\n\"What about something you said earlier? Remember you were talking about your dagger? What if we did something like that?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Well you see, it's complicated. We need a very tall mountain overlooking a forest, a rock carved with the symbol of the Goddess of Love and Fertility, special clothes... A specific time of day... And a witness. Quite complicated but if you want to do it that way, I will do what I can to make it possible for you.\"\n\n*He grabbed with dagger, it still having that... Elaborate elk horn grip and well... Nice blade. If Kaisa wanted to do it this way, he'll try to see what he can do. She'd also... Need her own dagger... Unless she uses her own as the piece!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa grabbed her armblade instead of her dagger. It's said to be brilliant steel, the shine brought out using a forging method. She also brings out her silver dagger, the mirror-like blade reflecting her face back at her. She looks between the two, and sheaths the dagger.*\n\n\"Let's do it. I don't care how complex or expensive, I want to be with you. I think\" *She brings up the sheathed weapon, the steel casing cool in her hands.* \"We use our fighting weapons instead. The silver dagger reminds me of my relatioship with my parents. I want our connection to be new, done with the old, in with the new.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Does that mean... New weapons? Or do we just use the weapons we used together?\"\n\n*He asked, reaching over to grab his sword... It was a pretty new sword! A cavalry straight sword... Designed for chopping on horseback. Pretty all steel (except for the handle) construction* \n\n\"Unless... We could have our own signature weapon! I don't know what that'd be... But that would be cool. Think about it. Getting married with steel and the symbol of your marriage is a weapon never seen before!\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Let's use the ones we already have. It helps forge the memory of fighting together. We'll be paving new roads, forging a bond as strong as the steel our weapons are made of. Oh, I just love you so much!\"\n\n*And with that, she kissed him again. This one was not a night kiss, but rather a loving one. Quick, but loving nonetheless.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "*Ale returned the kiss. Quick, but delivered a meaning anyways. He plopped the sword off to the side and just held her hand*\n\n\"Likewise! That's a very good idea... But I still feel like we need a witness. I don't know who though... We haven't really been meeting anyone\"\n\n*He said, playing with her hair. Hair was nice. Long hair is a bit finicky but also nice too! Especially when you are able to take care of it!*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Then we'll find one. With our line of work, we're bound to find one.\"\n\n*Feeling Ale play with her hair made her comfortable. Even more so. She moved close to him, her head snuggled close up against his chest. They seemed to be very close now, since, well, they were.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I'm sure we'll find someone too. Rather it's more... If they'll be willing to do that\"\n\n*He said, leaning his head back onto whatever padding he had... Pillow? Maybe. Dunno. But yes... They were quite happy together, he hoped at least.* \n\n\"Have you even thought of which last name you want to take?\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Uhhhh... I haven't really thought about it. I could take your's as people normally do, though I can't pronounce it. I'm not sure though...\"\n\n*This honestly would be quite key. This would be the last name they took for the rest of their lives. She wasn't really sure what to make of it.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Then it's settled. I'm taking your name! Plus, it sounds cool! Vayne... Cool name. Better than McCrimmons. Imagine being called Kaisa McCrimmons, doesn't work!\"\n\n*He said, pretty excited to chage his name... It's a mouthful and he'd very much like to have a simpler name! Aleksander Vayne... Cool sounding... Sounds serious! Yus*\n\n\"Plus that'd mean you won't need to change your name! Kaisa Vayne and Aleksander Vayne... Perfectly good!\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Wait, really? That does sound much better. And easier.\"\n\n*Ale had brought surprise after surprise. She hadn't expected to have him change his name instead of her, but welcome nonetheless. A lot easier to pronounce as well. She's dreamy now. Kaisa and Aleksander Vayne.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Names should be easy. Dunno what my parents were thinking... Honestly.\"\n\n*He was honestly willing to do everything for her if he needed to... He'd probably even stay at home and be more like a house man and cook.. And clean... Etc. Dreamy Aleksander*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Family, I guess. Although your family's name is quite extensive. We share one now. What do you reckon we put on our blades? To signify our marriage?\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Hmmmm... I don't know honestly. Maybe we can think about it as we go on. We usually put a transcription of our vows in the native language on our daggers. It's usually inlayed with gold and stufff...\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Hmmmm... Wait. I've heard of transforming weapons before.\"\n*She grabs her blade, holding it up.*\n\"What if our weapons became rings?\"\n\n*She's really excited now. Marriage blades/swords with engravings? Nothing says love like fighting with your partner.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"I love that idea! We definitely have enough gold for that, but where would we even do that?\" \n\n*He asked shifting her up so they were both eye level. Kaisa was shorter than him so this was somewhat necessary*" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"Well, I've know a craftsman. Not well at all, but he's skilled. I think he would do it for us if we had enough gold. Which we do.\"\n\n*Ale's able to easily lift her up, seeing that she's pretty light. Her eyes meet his, violet meeting cerulean. She rests her hands on his shoulders. Not sure why, probably for more contact.*" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Then it's settled. We'll meet this craftsman one day! Maybe today... Maybe tomorrow... Or maybe even next week! We'll do it and I'll do my best to make sure it happened\"\n\n*He said bringing her in for a hasty smooch. He moved her to the side, standing up to... Well stretch. He was somewhat hungry honestly... His shirt was done up and his trousers were well... Put on properly! Seriously?! What did they do last night?*\n\n\"Anyways... It's the morning. Do you want to go for some food and a wash? I'm pretty sure I'd need one. Wouldn't want to get smelly\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa returned the quick kiss, letting Ale move her off. She's pretty much dressed the same way. What the heck went on last night?\n\n\n \"Probably should wash up. You want to go first? I don't think I'll be able to go and get food, so can you get it while I wash.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Well why don't we do what we always do? Go get our food together? When was the last time you had any blood?\"\n\nHe asked, being curious, as they usually did the food hunting together... Usually at least; they haven't really been eating much, at least Ale hasn't been eating much. He had physical signs of exhaustion from a lot of things, which include: Lack of Sleep -which could be from him waking up at random times of the night to keep guard around Kaisa-, a lack of food -which could be from Ale not wanting to spend money, saving it for a good home-, and of course... Well, soreness! They were travelling a lot. As this goes on, he leaned on the wall, putting pressure on one leg, the leather slightly sagging, which was a good sign that the leather was well maintained. It was quite obvious that he was comfortable around her. Of course he was comfortable around her, she has his fiancée for crying out loud! Of course, it'd be a very long time before they'd get married. The world is a dangerous place and well... Getting married at the wrong time can cause some massive issues!\n\nTaking a closer look at Ale, it was obvious that well... He has gained some muscle. He wasn't stronger, nope not at all, rather, he was just more toned. A lot of physical exertion this month! He was also quite dirty... Looking like he has been Rolling on powdery dirt every day. He'll need to wash much better! His hair was still fine but... He hasn't really shaved. He had a beard growing... Well, at this point it just looks like a stubble. Seems like he'll grow a great beard! Like a blond Canadian Lumberjack! But yes, he doesn't know if he should shave... Or Kaisa would like the beard. He'll just keep it until she makes a comment. He can pretty much do this now... Because well, he is now the head of his family, whether his uncle would like it or not. \n\nSpeaking of his uncle... Kaisa should really meet his family! It was a long ways away, but of course, winter is coming to an end so it SHOULD be getting better now! Plus, they should have some really really good smiths... And well, the perfect and most ancient cliff used for generations of oaths and marriages! \n\n\"Plus, I wouldn't feel safe alone in a lake by myself! It'd be so much better with a companion~\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\".....You're right... Shit.\"\n\nKaisa's face becomes pale, an expression of fear on it, not very much but noticeable to Ale. She hasn't fed in around 2-3 days. She's not sure which one. She takes a look at Ale, and she starts to worry even more. He hasn't been taking care of himself, by the way that he walks and leans on the side of the wall. He's been working hard, and he's tired.\n\nKaisa stands up, dressed in pretty much all black. Her pants and shirt are long enough so that they cover her arms and legs, not quite loose but not tight either. Her hourglass form quickly approaches him, her hands on the sides of his face.\n\n\"You need to rest. You're tired. Have you been sleeping well? Eating?\"\n\nShe wonders why Ale is in worse condition than she is. Has he been waking up? She hasn't seen him eating too much either. His beard, she thinks, should honestly be shaved. She likes a clean face.\n\n\"I'll join you in the lake, if that's what you want. I don't mind, in fact, I enjoy the idea. But we're getting you something to eat first.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"You see, I'm pretty used to this. If you WANT to eat something before we take a wash, I suppose that'd be good. I don't know of a reliable source of food in the city so we can always go to a forest near a lake for food\"\n\nHe said, with the same tired voice he usually has. It was more rough than usual, obviously slower too. But that could really be because of his inability to sleep! Honestly, he didn't want to show how tired he is... Nor how hungry he was... Or just how drained he is. He didn't want to worry his sunshine... Eventhough sunshine would probably kill her. Bad metaphor. When she touched his cheeks, it felt rough, mostly because of the Stubble... But also because of the dirt and well... His probably dry skin! He'll need yo moisturise his skin! \n\nHe held her hips because well... Why not? A very gentle grasp, right at the lowest point.\n\nHe slightly rubbed her sides as he did this, either from just being unable to hold his hands up, or just because he thought it'd make her feel good. To think that he'd... Be married to her was something only found in fairy tails. The peasant hero saving the godly beauty in the tower... Or however that story went. He was happy. He didn't care if his health wasn't the best... Nor did he care if his money wasn't good anymore... He just cared if he could make her happy, satisfy her, and well, provide for everything she needs! \n\nHe followed up with well... A more classically Ale thing to ask. Again, the voice was a bit more rough and tired, but it was still Ale. Still Ale's strange accent... Ale's pronunciation inconsistencies... And of course, Ale's voice! It was obvious that he only cared about her. Only her, no one else \n\n\"But don't worry about me. I can handle myself, I can feed myself well enough. Since you will well... Start having more adverse issues than me without food, we should deal with yours first. Cause with that, I can probably eat that animal you drank~\"" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "\"We should go to the lake then. We can find food there as well.\"\n\nShe knew that Ale loved her, and apparently he was willing to sacrifice his health so that she can be happy. Well, she was always happy with him. His face needed shaving, as well as a wash. It was quite necessary, she thought.\n\nFeeling Ale place his hands on her hips made her feel comfortable. She favored close contact like this. It felt even better when he began to rub her sides. However, Ale shouldn't sacrifice his health. After all, if he was to help or protect her, he needed to be in prime condition. She placed her hand on his chest.\n\n\"I understand that you're willing to sacrifice your health for me, and I'm grateful. But you won't be able to help me if you keep this up. After we eat and clean up, you need to rest. We have time.\"" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yeah yeah. I'll be sure to be in tip top condition to protect you and well.. Our future! Plus, I don't think I'll be able to build our house if I'm dead!\" \n\nHe said, grabbing his crossbow... And quiver of bolts! The bolts were pretty good. They were blunt-ish. You may ask why, but it's for a good reason! He knew he wouldn't be penetrating any metal armour so... He made a point to make them blunt! Blunt tends to be more painful... And... With the non-armoured people, it rips the skin instead of cutting straight through them! Less of a chance of them to heal up in the field without a healer.\n\nHe gave her a quick smooch. His head was tilted for that, giving her a closer and more\n\nPersonal one. Personal meaning that he was closer to her! He released, placing her forehead on hers, leaning down to meet hers.\n\nHe whispered into her ears, his voice while whispering sounded smoother... More passionate... And much more attractive honestly. If I got whispered to by some hot dude in the ear, I'd probably pass out in embarrassment!\n\n\"Kaisa~ with these developments. You and me, engaged. I'll expect more from you~. And you better expect more from me, your future husband. That would be right... Right? I'm sure you know what I'm saying. You're an intelligent woman\" \n\nHe gave her a pat before he pulled back to yawn and... Stretch his posture was a bit bad. A chiropractor or just... A massage would do some good. A massage... Oh well. What could Ale ever mean? There was a lot a medieval couple could expect from each other. A healthy dose of loving... And other rather strange things!" }, { "author": "Kaisa", "message": "*Kaisa would lovingly return the smooch, feeling his warmth flow through his lips. As he placed his forehead on hers, she caressed his face and chin, holding him close. \n\n\"Of course. We do our best. In all things. Don't expect me to lay back and have you do all the work.\"\n\nAs Alek stretched back and yawned, Kaisa would begin to summon her armor. She grabbed her arm blade and shield, and clasped them on one at a time. They should get going now" }, { "author": "Aledhighearid Ales Tairibhaeididh-Saibhiraeididh", "message": "\"Yes we shall get going. We'll be going to... The nearest forest. Lets hope there is a lake! Lake tends to be a good place to wash up!\"\n\n*He said, opening the door, motioning her to go first. Chivalry isn't dead yet. It is, of course, it's golden day! His quiver was hooked onto his belt and crossbow in hand. He didn't need to look threatening! He also really didn't need his hat. They were going back here... Right? Since there wasn't really much to type here... Nor is there really much to type for hunting or... Bathing... I don't know how to RP the bathing part without being wacc*" }, { "author": "Kaisa Vayne", "message": "\"Let's go, then. Hopefully it's secluded.\"\n\n*As Kaisa walked through the door, she would wrap her armored arm around her fiancé. Armor and helmet on, blade and shield equipped, and dagger sheathed. Just in case. This RP should end here otherwise it'll get awkward.*" }, { "author": "designatedferret1552", "message": "```Fin! What did Aleksander ever mean with that? Find out next time on AleAle- I mean, AleVay's Bizarre Adventures!```" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Alexander, only a single day ago, had found himself mysteriously in possession of a strange letter. Nothing about it was too out of the ordinary; rather, the only somewhat odd thing about the letter was the seal it had came with. Unlike the standard red most business type envelopes came in, this one came in with an emblem primarily composed of a deep, dark blue, lined with streaks of gray. The contents inside the letter informed Alexander of a possible job that he could take, one that involved escorting a small group of harvesters as they travelled across the better part of the wilderness in search of certain herbs. You were assigned to meet at the entrance of a forest trail at precisely 5:00 in the after noon. As you approach the forest, seeing that it was still rather light outside, there would seemingly be nothing of any significance in sight, out of the ordinary established picture of animals chattering in the woods, the sun shining it's waning light on the trees, and the occasional rustling of leaves as different kinds of fauna passed through the undergrowth. There was a trail leading into the forest, a trail that looked seemingly untouched, except for the occasional footprint or two of animal hooves. Seeing that you were the only one who had received a letter for all you knew, you were supposedly the only person that was tasked with guarding the group of harvesters sent out to collect the herbs. Peering down the trail into the forest, the greenery and flora of the trees would block out the sun, which was setting in the east as time passed. Judging by it's position in the air, it was about 4:59, only seconds before hitting exactly 5:00 in the afternoon. The sun shone brightly in the sky for a few more seconds, before suddenly, it's shining luster began to fade for the smallest fraction of a second, turning dim - way dimmer than the sun should usually be.*\n\n*After this odd spectacle, and as the sun continued to slowly waltz across the evening sky, there would be a figure walking out of the forest, namely to your right side. His presence was concealed almost completely, and his figure and person would have been extremely well hidden within the trees had he not shifted and moved towards you. He was a tall, brown skinned Macen man, covered in a black cloak from the shoulders down. His head held aloft a proud, bold covering of black hair, and you wouldn't be able to see it, but under his cloak he had a sword strapped onto his waist. He wore some pretty stylish leather boots on his feet, and strode on over to you with a relaxed manner. However, as carefree as he may seem, this man was already sizing you up and down, analyzing your appearance. Finally, he opened his mouth to speak to you, as he got within 3 feet of Alexander.*\n\n\n\"A plague doctor? Really? As if I needed another one of those types... I already deal with that radical ass evangelist every single day at home base, and he's a HUGE pain in the arse. Anyway, introductions are unnecessary. All that you need know is that I'm your employer, and you're a mercenary I'm hiring. Anyway, down to business.\n\nAway from this forest, down that path - you see over there in the distance? There's a wagon waiting for you. That's got my workers in there, and they're raring to go. You will escort them to a certain plain, and then from there, escort them to a small encampment that they will recognize when they see it. Is everything clear?\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*After listening to the man, he gave a nod, agreeing to the task he willingly do. He looked at the path, seeing the wagon in the distance with workers, he starts start to walk to the wagon with his crossbow on his hand which is not armed with a bolt yet. When he reached the wagon, he will look around forest, using his (lv.1) hawkeye ability to spot anything suspicious or can be a potential threat. He greet to the workers.*\n\n\"Good day, as you might know I am escorting you all to your destination. Now, shall we go?\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As he walked towards the wagon, Alexander would notice 4 people hanging about the wagon, looking like they were just loitering about. In fact, they looked more so like criminals and delinquents rather than workers. Though, judging by how the man who had greeted you had acted, it wouldn't be far-fetched as to say that this was to be expected. After all, with this road seemingly plagued with bandits, obviously the less important and poorer caravans would have to make do with this dangerous path. As you approached, one of them would turn his head towards your direction, and would tell the others to load up in the back of the wagon. It was drawn by two horses, both of which actually looked relatively well fed and healthy, and the one that had first looked towards your direction would motion you to come closer before he said:*\n\n\"Yeah, we're ready. Though, you're not riding in the wagon. You're going to be walking.\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*He would give a nod and said*\n\n\"I am fine with that.\"\n\n*When the wagon start to move, he would walk behind the wagon, making sure he is not too far behind he will be at least a few feet behind. When they start to travel, he would use his Hawkeye ability to look around his surroundings, from the forests around to the skies above. If it suddenly became night, he will use his night vision and coloured night vision to see better. He would also use his thermal vision ability to see any lifeforms from a human to any animal (all of these abilities are lv.1) as he is always aware of his surroundings. By the time they move, he stretched the string of his crossbow and load a medium quarrel bolt. Too avoid accidentally shooting, his finger will be off the trigger and it will be mostly pointing on the ground*" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As the cart drug on and on, with the sun sinking further and further into the plains and mountains and whatever landscape was held within the east, the fleeting light would give way to a creeping darkness as the cart continued to follow the path it had first set out on a couple of hours ago. Thankfully, you could still see a decent distance around the cart, due to one of the workers lighting up a torch before the sun had completely set, and also due to the fact that there was still the tiniest bit of sunlight out; though, it really wouldn't last for long.\n\nAlexander's thermal vision would continue to remain more or less the same; that is, with no abnormal figures darting in or out of his view. The torch would be the most prominent signature you would see at this point, along with the workers and horses thay accompanied you. There would continue to be that undisturbed silence among the workers, which almost begged the question: Did they get along well, or was it something else that caused them to be so... Quiet? Usually, workers who are employed so close to each other who were conplete strangers would attempt to start even the tiniest bit of conversation, but no such boon would be granted to this 'merry' caravan.\n\nFinally, the path would end at a sort of clear grassland. You wouldn't be able to see the fine details, but the outlines of a forest surrounding a large stretch of grass would be blatantly obvious to those who could see in the dark. At once, the four workers departed from their seats, picking up 4 respective baskets from a compartment in the wagon. They began to stride out towards the field, one of them with torch in hand.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*With his armed crossbow armed with a medium quarrel bolt ready for a possible ambush, he would walk along the workers holding the baskets behind them, using his night vision and coloured night vision to see clearly. He start to be a bit concerned but mostly bored from the silence and uneventful duty. He decide to break the long silence by walk right next to a worker and start to talk to him but he kept his voice a bit low.*\n\n\"May I ask, what is your name?\"\n\n*As he waited for his answer, he start to look around him, especially behind him looking at the trees to find any thermal signs and using listener abilities and hoping to have a answer or conversation to break the silence.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*One of the figures would pause as Alexander spoke, basket shouldered over his arm. You wouldn't be able to see it, but under his cowl, he looked somewhat annoyed. Why was this escort trying to get closer and more intimate with himself? A proper 'guard' should be doing what their name suggests; Guard, and nothing more. The fact that Alexander seemed to be trying to coax his own name out of his mouth seemed to be simply preposterous, at least in his point of view. Asking for the name of your client, no matter who they were, and unless you would be working in the long term together, was highly unprofessional and improper. The figure, noticing the other three walk ahead with their baskets, would turn back towards Alexander.*\n\n\"You don't really need to know, do you? All you've got to do is follow what you were hired to do: guard us. I *Suggest* You come along now, lest one of us somehow manages to die a horribly painful death.\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*He would look at the men, seeming to somewhat understand the total silence, he would give the man a nod and simply went back behind them, guarding there backs though he is atleast 4 feet behind. He would think to himself.*\n\n\"Heh... I am more of a bounty hunter than a 'guard' what is the point of talking. I suggest myself to focus on the objective.\"\n\n*As he walk behind them to protect there backs, he simply look around the trees, inspecting them and soon look forward to see what is ahead.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The man would pause for a moment, staring at Alexander for a split second before turning back towards his colleagues, who had already moved up farther on the grassland. The night time would highlight the various thermal heat signatures being emitted from the trees; various animals, predominantly birds would have their signals become blatantly obvious to Alexander's eye. However, they weren't in the least bit defined; you could only judge them by their sizes as to what sort of creatures they were. At best, you could make out a couple large blobs that had color variations dependent on how hot they were. Most of them were sort of dull orange-red, with a bit of lilac and green outlines radiating away from the center, but some were a burning, bright orange with no other colors.*\n\n*As the workers reached a certain point in the field, one of them would stop to survey the area that they were presented with. Shortly after, he walked over to a certain plant that caught his eye; it looked like a completely ordinary weed, but it was nothing of the sort. Rather, it was a quite valuable item, being somewhat uncommon, a crop that couldn't be farmed. Reaching down and pulling from where the stem of the plant met the earth, he picked it up in one great pull, admiring it for a moment before putting it in his basket. Around him, the other workers would do the same, pulling in the same manner. Too focused on their work, they wouldn't be able to notice a looming, large figure in the distance, slowly creeping towards the group. It had an average heat signature, but was about as large as two men combined, length wise. It was inching closer and closer, and you could hear the faint whispers of growls in the underbrush, combined with the buzzing of animals, insects, and other night time creatures.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he watch the workers picking up the plant, heard a faint growl, he quickly looked around seeing around him, looking at the thermal signature. He looked at where the possible direction of the growl and would see it a thermal figure large as 2 men, he got concerned and he raised his medium draw crossbow armed with a medium quarrel bolt at the the odd figure, he would use his hawkeye, night visions, and colour night vision abilities to identify the creature or possibly a human, he also notice it getting closer and closer, inch by inch and he start to aim at the figure, taking a deep breath, as he calmly put his finger on the trigger. Waiting for it too strike. He would clear his throat and open he start to talk, making it loud enough for the workers to here, saying:*\n\n\"We got something over there.\"\n\n*He used his hand to point the direction where the figure is and slowly put his hand on the crossbow*\n\n\"I can hear a faint growl. Possibly a predator so I suggest you all should slowly walk back as I deal with this.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The workers, catching Alexander's signal, would slowly order the horses to move backwards by pulling on their reins. They were all still worried about the amount of herbs they had harvested; sure, these were somewhat rare and uncommon, but did they gather enough? That was the question. For once in their time on the road, jittery flashes of nervousness could be seen ocassionally zipping in and out of their attitude, in the form of slight shaking, fiddling, and an air of anxiousness. The cause of this sort of 'aura'? Most likely what was lying in wait in the forest's undergrowth.*\n\n*Speaking of forest, as Alexander stared into the greenery that was illuminated only slightly by the moon, he wouldn't be able to see any sort of other heat signatures that matched the one that was presented to him. All around the area, the only signs of heat would be the workers, their horses, and again, their torches. Well, those and that... Thing that hid for now. However, just as the workers began moving their horses to the edge of the road, the growling grew ever louder for a split second, before a large, shadowy figure launched itself towards your direction, barreling at great speed towards the horses that drew the cart.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As he heard the growl, immediately put his focus on the figure. As the the figure start to charge at the cart, He can see the figure a bit more clearly since it is getting closer and he can use his Night vision and Coloured Night Vision to identify that 'figure' as he does he immediately adjust his aim at its eyes and pulled the trigger, letting the crossbow shoots its bolt at the figure, hitting it at the eye. As he shot a bolt,he quickly pulled the string back up, loading a new medium quarrel bolt. There is one thing in his mind now: Protect the cart and workers.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*His eyes being able to focus an image directly onto the figure, Alexander would find that he was met with a large, beastly, canine monstrosity. Large fangs were ever so prominent in it's savage face, and saliva was dripping cosntantly from the end of it's snout. It's eyes were crazed and insane, and it snapped it's mouth towards you occasionally. It was a wolf, however, it seemed to be somewhat famished and starved; grooves that indicated where the rib bones were had made their mark in it's side. Contrary to what normal wolves looked like, this one was on the smaller end, meaning that it was most likely a juvenile specimen. Though, it would be unwise to underestimate your opponent based on their appearances; beasts, when starved of their food, are terrifying creatures.*\n\n*Your crossbow bolt wouldn't hit it's eye, rather, it would hit just below the cheek where the neck and head connected. The wolf would be jerked back because of the force of the crossbow bolt, but it would still remain standing. The bolt didn't pierce it's head, rather, it only got stuck in there, since the bolt could only pierce so much into the flesh. From where the wolf got hit with the arrow, it would start bleeding quite profusely, as it changed it's target from the cart to Alexander; however, this was not done before sending a loud, ear-piercing howl through the night, most likely a call for others in the area.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As the wolf howled, he immediately took the time to look around him, using his thermal vision ability (lv.1) to make sure there are no attackers coming yet. As he does, he immediately looked at the wolf and instead of just loading a new bolt from his crossbow that its string that has been strung up, he instead stretch out his left hand, as if he is aiming and focusing for the wolf's right leg. He used his Spearshot (15 mana) to summon a spear at his left hand, hitting the wolf's leg. This can go 2 ways:\n\nIf the spear miss, he would load a bolt and try to hit the wolf with his crossbow again\n\nIf it did hit the leg, it might be in so much pain that it can barely run as its normal speed, giving him and the cart the opportunity to escape.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The wolf, senses jacked up to the max at the prospect of food, would be able to take note of the spear being conjured in Alexander's left hand. It was blatantly obvious that the spear was going to fly towards the wolf as he held up in his hand, and so as Alexander began summoning the spear, the wolf had already darted up close to Alexander, attempting to pounce on him since the man had left himself wide open to attack as he cast spearshot. Staying still when combatting a fast, nimble creature was never a good idea, and so because of the wolf's sudden strike, the spearshot hand would be jolted, causing the attack to not hit the wolf's leg, instead being shot into the floor. The opening Alexander left while standing still allowed the wolf to get a single bite into his arm, though it would be rather weak; it tried to tear your arm off, but it would only cause some bits and pieces of flesh to be torn from the arm, seeing that because of it's starved state, the biting power it had would be considerably less than what it should have been.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As the wolf bit his left arm, he grunts from the pain. But, considering it is a minor wound he would resist and ignore the pain that is at his arm. He would let go of his crossbow from his right hand and he draw his throwing dagger from his pocket and would fiercely stab the dagger to the wolf's eye and would twist and forcefully pushing the dagger in the eye of the wolf, causing more pain and damage. He also used his listener ability to hear any approaching attackers since he is to busy with the wolf on his arm and doesn't have the time to look around.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Because the wolf was practically stuck onto his left arm, slowly biting it down as Alexander took the knife out of his pocket, the minor wound that the wolf had first caused would ascend to a moderate wound, drastically increasing in pain since the prolongued time the wolf had spent on your arm would allow it to gain a firmer grip onto your flesh. Since it was still shaking and jerking it's head, combined with the sudden change of pain that came with the force of the bite, the dagger you would use to try and stab into the wolf's eye would dig into it's brain, not the eye. Twisting the knife around violently around the flesh of the brain matter, the wolf would, for the rest of it's pitiful existence, continue to try and keep it's grip on your arm, focused entirely on securing a kill. However, after a certain point, the grip would weaken, and the jaws of the wolf would loosen and fall slack to the ground. Your arm, at this point, would be ripped and eviscerated with a single bite mark, along with the ripping and tearing of the flesh that came with it. It's safe to say that every time you moved your left arm, a great deal of pain would be let loose from it. It also seemed that the wolf's summon for help would go unnoticed; you couldn't really hear anything approaching, as far as you could tell.*" } ]

[ { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As the wolf dropped dead on the ground, he would remove the dagger from the wolf and pocket it. He used right right arm to slowly touch the wounds and would use his Walk It Off ability (25 mana) to heal it, might sound a waste mana for a moderate wound, but he need both of his arms to be well to fight properly.\n\nAs he healed his left arm, he calmly looked around, using his thermal abilities to see anymore animals. He still feared that the wolf could have called in his friends even though he seems nothing is approaching, he doesn't took any chances. \n\nBy the time he healed up, he pulled out the bolt from the wolf's neck and grab his crossbow he dropped, pulling he string up and loading the bolt in the crossbow. He would soon turn to the cart with the workers quickly walked up to it and say:*\n\n\"Everyone alright? We need to quickly get out of here. I fear there might be more than that if we don't hurry.\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Alexander looked around, but he wouldn't be able to notice anything out of the ordinary emerge from the woods besides the sounds of insects chirping in the serene forest and the occasional braying of a deer. The thermal sight you had would not reveal anything emerging from the woods, and you wouldn't be able to hear anything approach your direction either. For now, it seemed that the area was safe, though because of what had just happened, the workers were still a tad bit apprehensive and anxious; after all, they couldn't see in the dark as well as you could.*\n\n*The workers, their demeanors ruffled and their senses jolted due to the attack they had just experienced. None of them were particularly well versed in combat, and this would be the first sort of job they had taken with a complete stranger being sent to protect them. Frankly, the reason they hadn't really talked to Alexander much was because they were trying to gauge his ability and prowess, and they still didn't trust him that much after this event; a starving, weak wolf was still insanely easy to kill, after all. However, they had the slightest amount of respect after watching your combat with the wolf, becoming a tiny bit more relaxed as you turned to the cart.*\n\n*One of the workers, after hearing you speak, would nod in approval. He would motion to the other workers, who would all mutter among themselves before the one that had comfortably spoken to you before made his way to the horse's reins, telling every other worker to be prepared to ride off. The herbs they had gotten were of the bare minimum, but it was acceptable for now. They began to back off from the greenery, going back onto the path. Alexander would have to follow the cart, again, on foot.*" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "*As the cart, began to move, he took one last look at his healed up right arm, seeing the damage to his suit and he looked at the dead wolf one last time and he would follow behind the cart. He unstrung the string of the crossbow to prevent it from accidentally shooting, but it has the bolt still on it.*" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The cart began to move, the silence among the group becoming ever so prominent as you backed away from the open grassland where the herbs you had collected lay. The wheels turned along the earthen path, the meeting of horse hoof against solid ground being the only thing that broke the routine quiet that was hanging around the five of you. From the looks of it, and from the position of the moon in the sky, it would seem that you've been on the road for quite some time now. Hanging it's celestial face far above the land, the moon would be edging closer and closer to the middle of the sky, signaling the coming of the dawn in a matter of time. However, that time would not grace you just yet; you would still have a ways to go before your destination was reached.*\n\n*Finally, after quite some time, as most of the workers hung their heads as they slept whilst sitting upright, the employee that had drawn the reins of the horses and led the cart would arrive at a small encampment, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Aroundou, there would be a good amount of trees, but there would be something unusual hanging about the air; there would be no thermal signatures noticeable inside the flora, but the only thing you would be able to see would be a figure cloaked in a dark hood. The figure was stationed next to a small campfire, sitting quite casually using a tree as a support. It was bobbing it's head up and down, trying to stay awake, apparently, but once it had seen you approach, it instantly snapped it's head to attention, looking at the cart as you approached. I stood up, revealing familiar attire in the light; stylish leather boots, a shining sword straped along his waist, and a familiar black cloak. The fire also revealed his face, bearing the appearance of a rugged, brown skinned Macen man, ultimately revealing that this guy was the man from earlier. As the workers from the cart approached, the one leading the horses would stop momentarily, before getting to the back of the cart and waking them up by banging his fist onto the wood of the cart repeatedly. At once, the rest of the workers awoke from their slumber, taking out the baskets that had the herbs in them, and organizing the baskets in a row so that the figure could inspect them.*\n\n*Walking over to the cart, ignoring Alexander, the figure would analyze the amount of herbs in each individual basket; some looked like they had slightly more, another looked like they had slightly less, but he would nod his head in slight approval as he strode back to the fire. The workers, at this point, were anxiously watching his every move from the moment he walked over to the cart, and it seemed their tension reached a climax once he had laid his eyes on the herbs. However, once he gave that nod, their postures relaxed monumentally, and they each began to lay down on the back of the cart, some of them drifting off to sleep, while another stared at the night sky before doing so. At this point, the man would go back to Alexander, bringing with him a pouch of money, as well as a bottle of some drink. He held out the money, then began gulping down the drink himself. If you opened the pouch, it would reveal to have ten gold total; a pretty hefty amount.* \n\n\"Yeah yeah, good job on getting the job done. Take your reward and get out of here; don't really want any more attention drawn to us than what is required. And before anything else, I hope you don't mind taking up more, ah, job requests from us in the future?\"" }, { "author": "hauntingpenguin", "message": "\"I will be alright taking any other job requests in the future, I will be leaving now. Bye.\"\n\n*With his hand on the pouch he took it and placed it in his backpack, he planned to put it in the bank where it will be safe. As he put it in his back. He removed the crossbow bolt off the crossbow and put it in his quiver. With the crossbow still in his hands, He would soon turn and walk away, leaving the encampment with the reward.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "**QUEST COMPLETE**\n- 10 Gold Rewarded\n- 1.5 PP Rewarded" } ]

[ { "author": "way8306", "message": "Winter nears its end, but the air remains chilled, and likely will remain cool as spring comes.\n\nStonewall village comes into view, and so does it's most distinct landmark- a stout but supernaturally smooth rockwall, bonded together not with mortar, but through fusing multiple rocks into one.\n\nAs the adventurers walk inside, whether alone or in a group, the atmosphere is clearly somewhat tense, though the residents go about their work as normal, only sparing a glance at the adventurers due to their peculiarities.\n\nThe meeting place is the town square, marked by a well, that too looks as if it's been worked from a single rock.\n\nThere is some time before the meeting starts proper, enough to get to know your teammates." }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*Sugar comes in to town square. Looking lost and wondering where she can find poisons.*\"Damn it. I forget where they sell the poison in this place.\"*She thinks really hard*\"I need a drink.*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*With the cool air, there was bound to be mist. A robed figure would appear, and when one would take a closer look, it looks like a simple farmer. Brown clothing, slightly tattered, a large straw hat on his head. A bow and quiver slung over over his shoulder, maybe he's hunting. There's another thing wrapped up next to it, maybe a farming tool. Two sickles can be seen at either side of his belt, and upon very close inspection, it turns out their not for cutting wheat. This was Zed, the bundle was his sword, pitch black armor hidden under his robes, his long blue hair wrapped up and hidden under the hat.*\n\n*Seeing a girl clad in tight black leather and armed with two knives, he wondered if they were a hunter. Seems like it, thought they're a bit scantily clad. Well, as long as she can move fast. Zed would be quite difficult to see, and get quite close to the girl before talking.*\n\n\"Why hello there! I presume you're here for the hunt as well?\"" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*Sugar yawns and does a handstand.Than she does a backflip than land with a spilt*\"Let's go,MEEEE!\"*As you can see Sugar was bored on waiting*\n\n*Sugar holds her hands out to get up*\"Hello, my name is Sugar.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*Seeing the woman flip and do the splits after yawning, she seemed almost cat-like. Interesting. The woman's name was Sugar, one that didn't match her current attire. Wonder what her skills were.*\n\n\"I'm Zed. Zed Usan. Here for the hunt?\"" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*She gets up and walk around him.She points to his weapons*\"What if I am... What are those? Can I see them.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*Zed turns to match Sugar, not wanting to expose his back. This person is interested in weaponry. Definitely a bounty hunter of some sorts.*\n\n\"Oh, nothing much. I'm just using some farming tools, and a bow I'm borrowing from my neighbor. Farmers don't make too much. Can't afford weapons like those.\"\n\n*He unclips one of his sickles. It's quite simple, a steel blade with a black leather wrap. He spins it's end around his finger, making it difficult to make out details. His bow is simple. Wood. There's a long object on his back, wrapped in cloth. Impossible to tell what it is.*" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"Yes, you can. All you need is a chain than buy they other part to clip on it.Wait... What are we talking about again.I forgot.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "\"I dunno. I think there's more of us, though, since I doubt two make a good hunting party. Let's wait for them.\"\n\n*Huh. What was this person? She seems to get distracted very easily. Not fitting for a bounty hunter.*" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"Can I get on sits on your shoulders. I want to be high up.\"*She lift up her arms*\"Please.\"" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "\"I'm afraid that too many hours in the field has compromised my back. It's not a good idea with a hunt coming around. Maybe afterward.\"\n\n*Zed's confused now. Sugar is acting like a small child. Despite obviously having the body of an adult. He really doesn't want to do this. No close contact for him.*" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"That sucks.I guess I can't see how far we are from town than or the hunt.\"*She pouts*" }, { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "*Yuu would walk onto the square wearing his new coat, quite proud of it, but even more proud of Mizu whose hand he would be holding. They travelled a fair distance and he was getting curious as to how strong the enemy would be, his eyes showing a hint of excitement. He would notice the two people at the meeting point and wonder if they were really there for the job, turning to Mizu for her opinion, waiting on it before he approaches.*\n\n\"You think they are the people we're working with?\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu's kitsune mask would be on so Yuu couldn't see her face, but he would be able to hear her humming happily as she held onto his hand. She was still admiring the new matching purple coat she had gotten from the city as it had been months since she had gotten herself any new clothing as very few truly caught her eye. However, it seemed Yuu had an eye for quality as she admired the craftsmanship and fashion of her coat. However, she was most pleased at how it made the two of them look like a pair. She had seen couples in the past wearing matching clothing, cuddling among one another, but she didn't think much of it at time. But now that she was on the other side of it, she enjoyed the sense of unity between herself and Yuu.*\n\n*She would then notice two people ahead at around the same time as Yuu, bringing her back to reality as she remembered they had taken up a job to ease their boredom. Seeing how this was the meeting place, the natural conclusion would be yes, and she would say as such*\n\n\"I could only assume so, but frankly I am not too fond with working with others after our last incident. So whether they are or aren't doesn't mean much to me\"" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*She sees them*\"Aww, y'all look so cute together.I remember me and my husband used to do that.Now,I do not do that anymore.I miss you Johnny.\"*She sighs and thinks of Johnny.Than slap her cheeks and smile.*\"No need to be sad Sugar... Just need to smile.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Zed", "message": "\"Why hello there! I see you've come for the hunt as well? \n\n*Watching the couple arrive, Zed doesn't say anything about the two of them. Best not to. They seem to be happy together, both of them with similar coats, one of them in a mask. He could see the slight protrusions of weapons, and they seem better than his. Oh well. His aren't that good anyway.*" }, { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "*Yuu would watch the girl acting crazy and would choose to ignore her for now, focusing on the farmer looking person before them. Given his words however, he was no mere farmer and following Kohm's example, Yuu was not keen of finding out what he's really capable of.*\n\n\"Yeah. The hunt...\"\n\n*If he was honest, he didn't really know what the job itself was. Or rather he didn't remember the details. He was too caught up in being happy that he was going on another mission with Mizu that they sort of... Slipped... His mind.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would actually find the female macen interesting. There were so many sane people in life, that to find one acting a bit crazy was like adding spice to a plain dish. It seemed she had had lost her lover, and in that regard she felt a pang of sympathy. She remembered how enraged she was when Kohm attempted to kill Yuu, but to actually have him be killed would leave a lasting mark in her heart. She didn't think she would be acting like the female macen, but could understand people cope in different ways, and in that regard found a bit of similarity on how she was trying to take control over her life with a fake smile similar to Mizu's kitsune mask.*\n\n*As for the male macen, she found him a bit odd. He seemed to look like a simple farmer, but Mizu has lived long enough to know how a farmer carries themselves and how a fighter does. He was keeping weight off his heels and she noticed him quickly scanning their weapons. She was getting a similar vibe that she had to the Kohm, someone who was hiding their true abilities. As such, she would keep most of her attention on him, not wanting a repeat of what had happened before*\n\n\"Unfortunate to hear about your loss mam, I would offer my sympathy but don't believe it would be worth much to you. And yes, we are here for the hunt. Shall we get started?\"\n\n*Unlike Yuu, Mizu had paid attention to the quest as she had been the one to suggest it to spice up their travels. She didn't see a need to waste time idling about, she wanted to dive head first into the main course.*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*Carefully studying the two, turns out that they're Oriates. Not sure which one though, whether they're Kitsune, Okamimi or other. They seem like very capable fighters, probably surpassing him in terms of combat. Definitely surpassing Sugar. The female's mask was interesting, seemingly that of a canine. Wonder what it was for.*\n\n\"Sure. We just need to wait for our employer. Hopefully they don't keep us waiting.\"" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*Sugar claps her hangs together.*\"Oh my name is Sugar Nightingale. I am a bounty hunter.You could say I am known to be one of the best around,but don't let me words tell.Let my actions speak louder than my words. Wandaka.\"*She does a the black panther if you scene the movie clip of Wandaka.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "*Yuu would be pretty neutral to the intruductions. He didn't care too much for the names of the others until they proved to be strong so that could wait. Since Sugar shared her name though, he would think it's common courtesy to share his own.*\n\n\"I'm Yuu, look forward to working with you.\"\n\n*He wasn't fully honest, but people could surprise him and be pleasant to work with so he wasn't fully lying either.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would smirk beneath her mask at the female's odd yet entertaining actions. She certainly seemed confident in her skills, but as she said, it would be best to show them in action as Mizu didn't seem much meaning in words alone. She didn't really ask or care for her name however, but seeing no reason to be rude figured to play along with her usual alias*\n\n\"Name's Kyuu. I certainly hope you can back up your words with your actions, lest in a fit of irony the hunter turns out to be the prey~\" *She would tease*\n\n*She would then wait for the employer to arrive and simply enjoy the sensation of Yuu's hand for the time being, not caring if the farmer wished to introduce himself or not*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "\"Yuu and Kyuu. Interesting. I'm Zed. Zed Usan.\"\n\n*That was... Quite interesting. Matching names for a couple. He doubted it slightly, but who cares. Hearing the words of Kyuu, she seemed to like to tease others a bit. Yuu, on the other hand, seemed far more serious. At least they balanced each other out.*" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"Oh, Kyuu; If I ever act like prey than it's a trick or I am in bed getting tied up,whip,or anything else might be fun.I got no shame.\"*She would tease back as with Kyuu. They might make great friends.*" }, { "author": "way8306", "message": "The quest giver comes. An elderly macen with a very worried face, though his gait is straighter than a plank comes and greets you all.\n\n\"Thank you all for coming, now...\"\n\nHe reiterates the details of the quest, which would serve to freshen the memory of the adventurers, or in the case of Yuu, get him informed. The exact directions to the bridgeare also given.\n\n\"Be wary of the one with markings. With intel from a previous quest, we have determined that it somehow lets otherwise even otherwise bestial beings cast powerful spells! While it is prefered to try and capture it alive, it might not be doable depending on what the marked owlbear has in store.\"" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"So, anything else we should know?\"*She check her nails to see how sharp it is.She finds them to be super sharp to her liking.*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "\"Eh. Very well.\"\n\n*He unslings his bow, very loosely grabbing an arrow from his quiver. People relying on others with power to solve their problems. How pathetic. He did know that owlbears were strong though, so it would be best to keep his distance. He hasn't heard of a marked owlbear though.*\n\n*From that statement however, it's pretty obvious that Zed isn't a farmer. Farmers don't say 'eh' to owlbears. Now whether the others notice, that was the question. If they even cared.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would now pull out Kyuketsuki from her back and let go of Yuu's hand. The hunt was about to begin and Yuu would frankly wound need his other hand to use his bow anyway. She hunted owlbears before and didn't find them to be particularly interesting, but the mention of marked ones was the reason why wanted to take this job. Who knew what they had in store for her.*\n\n\"Spells you say? Never seen a wild beast cast spells before. Guess this is going to be a pretty fun quest, right Yuu?~\"\n\n*She couldn't wait to fight them, as indicated by her wagging tail. She cared not for capturing them dead or alive. She just wanted some fun, but she supposed trying to capture them alive would be a more fun challenge. So assuming they weren't so weak as to fall dead from a single strike from her or put Yuu's life in danger, she would enjoy partaking in this game*" } ]

[ { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "*As Mizu let's go of his hand he would step away from her as he closes his eyes and focuses, transforming into his nine tailed form. He would throw the two talismans from his pocket behind him then raise his arms make two magic portals appear, from which wolves would emerge. Two at first, then two more.*\n\n\"Any quest with you is fun~\"\n\n*He would wink at her, having finished with his transformations and summons, he was ready for whatever was to come. As a monster hunter, he would usually hunt to kill so this would be a fun way to learn how to control his power to capture the enemies alive.*" }, { "author": "way8306", "message": "\"Well, that's all. Good luck, adventurers.\"\nAfter bidding your party farewell, you all proceed, following the directions given.\n\nA long walk on a winding path through a grove of trees later, you finally reach the destination.\n\nStanding behind a certain convenient piece of foliage (One gleefully exploited by the previous batch of adventurers) A flat wooden bridge 30 feet in span and 6 feet wide comes into view. \n\nAll in all, Wallstreet bridge is such a simple construct, it's almost impressive how it has remained intact despite circumstances.\n\n4 Owlbears sit on the bridge, forming a long line.\n\nSquinting harder, one can make that the third furthest bear has some strange reddish markings on its forehead, and while it's not exactly bigger in pure size, it's bulging muscles are quite striking a sight." }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"Well,I could make copies of myself to messed with them. While y'all attack them.Though make it quick.Anyone got a bottle full of oil or something.\"*She starts to stretch her body.*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*Nocking an arrow in his bow, Zed marvels at how odd this woman is. 'Dear, she's an idiot',Zed thought. 'At least the other two seem strong.' Their weapons seemed very high quality, definitely magic. Who else carries a red spear?*\n\n\"Why would we need oil? We don't want to burn down the bridge. It would also ruin some of *My* Tactics, and I don't think any of us have fire. I'll stay here and fire for a while, and if they don't go down, I'll go in melee.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would click her tongue at the mention of fire. She wasn't particularly fond of it even prior to the Kohming, but after the even she had a particular dislike towards it.*\n\n\"I would rather stay away from fire in general as well. Other than that, I want to play with the one with the mark on its head. Hope you don't mind me taking advantage of the fact that any quest with me is fun for you. That means I get to claim it all for myself, right?~\" *She would tease Yuu.*\n\n*Realistically speaking, it wasn't likely that she would get to play with the big one without the other 3 interfering. So it was within her expectation to have to go through the appetizers before the big meal. But she just wanted to see how Yuu would react to her joking provocation. Knowing him he would come with some sort of flattery to tease her back, which she always enjoyed*" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "\"A oil fire is hard to put out on a person or living body. Adding water to it is a bad idea. Make it go boom,but oh well group vote.\"" }, { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "\"Not so fast darling~ I said any quest is fun -with- you.\" *He knew she was probably just teasing him so he just teased back. Like her, he was interested in fighting the strongest enemy but wouldn't mind doing so together with Mizu since in his opinion they work well together.*\n\n*Both him and the archer behind him would draw and arrow and place it into their bows, the wolves would spread out in the meantime and the tank summon would walk forth, taking position at an angle between Yuu and the enemies.*\n\n\"I also second the notion of no fire being used, can't say I'm the biggest fan of flames. Especially in light of some more... Recent... Events.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Yuu Toshi Masaru", "message": "*Yuu would have his arrow drawn and was ready to fire whenever the man started the attack, until then he would just hold his arm steady and aim the bow at the owlbears. His archer summon would do the same. His wolves would growl but would hold their positions.*" }, { "author": "Zed", "message": "*Hm. This Sugar girl was starting to get on his nerves. Slightly. Only an annoyance for now. He preferred the other two much more.*\n\n\"Call me Zeddy again, and you'll be the one trying not to die.\"\n\n*He says this with a grin on his face, but he's not kidding. After this, he may just fire a few arrows at her, just to show he's serious. Well, better get started. He aims for the first owlbear, precisely the eye, and fires.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would grin. The fun has finally started! With that she would run toward the closest owlbear that the 'farmer' wasn't shooting at with terrifying speed. Blood would be pumping through her veins, further enhancing her speed and she breathed in the refreshing chill air. Though she wasn't expecting the fight to be on par with the minotaur fight, she hoped the owlbears wouldn't be so weak as to die from her non-fatal strikes. She would be severely disappointed otherwise.*\n\n*With that she would attempt to use her momentum and quick reflexes to swing the blunt end of Kyuketsuki across the front and back leg kneecaps of the owlbear to shatter them. She couldn't wait to see how the rest of the them would attack her!*\n\n```Turning Feral cast, 31 mana spent. 139/170 mana remaining. Run speed is now 60 mph, gen speed is 2.4```" }, { "author": "marceline6969", "message": "*Sugar is would just wait and watch. She would see if theres an open cause she was raised to wait for a person to attack first.*" } ]

[ { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "Nesy and Zeras, you two have mysteriously received a letter asking for your services in escorting some herb collectors for this unknown employer. Nothing else is known, not even the name of said employer, but somehow he knew your names. Alas, the work seems simple and the pay is good, so understandably there was very little reason to refuse. \nYou two are physically competent, and make it to Silvercreek forest by early morning. The sun is just peaking out above the horizon and the morning dew feels fresh on your skin. You two could see why the forest was called Silvercreek as there are many silverbarked trees. Those who are familiar with flora would recognize that the red waxy leaves from these trees serve as a mild anti-toxin when mixed and processed correctly. \n\nYou two would arrive around the same time. The wildlife are just starting to wake up as birds begin to chirp in the trees, but in terms of humanoids you two are the only ones in the forest currently. You could only suspect that you are a bit early, so may as well wait a bit." }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy was a mutant, well not any other mutant wandering around in a forest like this. He was simply just trying to get to his quest because he was simply wanting to help people. He did not expect that there were nobody there but then. He noticed Zyra which was fairly obvious because... He did not know who Zyra was and what this induvidual is but he looked like a stranger from an other country.*\n\n*He knew that he was pretty early but also, the only two people here were Nesy and Zyra. His partial heterochromic eyes scanned the forest for anything that was suspicous. Before he had arrived here, his skin seemingly mutated to be... More stronger or durrible. Nevertheless, he would then shift his attention to Zyra, he decided to start a conversation.*\n\n\"...Hello there buddy! I guess I am your companion it seems. Since, I got this mysterious letter from an other... Place I presume.\" *He scratched the back of his head, looking around for anything in particular while he was waiting for the other fellow to answer.*" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras when he first arrived on the scene was draped in a large pitch black cloak that obscured the shape of his body and the features on his face, a dark figure looking out into the forest. Once Nesy made efforts to introduce himself, Zeras took his cloak off, revealing a young dark elf man, green eyes and messy ash grey hair tied back in a short pony tail, a purple bandanna over the lower half of his face.* \n\n*Zeras's face at first was full of apprehension, he came here out of a mix of curiosity and fear, how did the author of the letter know his name? Who hires known mercenaries for herb picking? It was equally anxiety inducing as it was excitingly mysterious for Zeras. He pulled himself out of his own mind to give the stranger a fairly warm smile that didn't reach his eyes.* \n\n\"Good morning friend, It seems we are partners in crime indeed, it seems a mysterious benefactor of fate has called us here, I fear it could be a trap or... Something else bigger than herb picking.\" \n\n*Zeras all of a sudden had a look of shock on his face as he held up his hands, it was as if he recoiled from something.* \n\n\"Ah! Forgive my poor manners, my name is Zeras\"\n\n*The dark elf extended a hand outward*" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy would gladly shake his hand.* \"...Of course! Fate inertwined us to be here and co-operate. It is a pleasure to meet you, sir.\" *He said to the dark elf, before he would look towards him again to respond.* \"My name is Nesy Celvius, I am an adventurer and I am here to simply help people in need, cause that's what I specilise in.\"\n\n*Nesy would exclaim, before he scratched the back of his head again.* \"....So, I guess we're waiting for them to arrive, eh? Well, while we are waiting uh... Let's get to know eachother... Perhaps.\" *He exclaimed, nodding towards his own statement. \"...Something bigger then herb picking, that might make sense to be honest. Dangers lurking within our territory.\" *He shivered at the thought, it was very uncomfterable to say at least.*" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras gave a grin that did reach his eyes this time, while the mask hid his mouth, the elation was easy to read if you simply gave eye contact*\n\n\"Specialising in helping people in need huh? Bless you Nesy, and well met, that is something few try and even fewer accomplish these days, despite the dire need of those with a good heart, I hope this ordeal betters us both.\" \n\n*Zeras's voice was very deep,warm and hearty despite his youthful looking appearance, it had gravitas and pull, like it came from the belly of someone much bigger.*\n\n\"Yes well, I hope whoever arrives, it will answer some of our questions.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*At this point those of you with keen sense would hear some scurrying among the leaves. Looking up you would see a squirrel climbing down a tree. What catches your attention is the amount of intelligence in the squirrel's eyes as it makes its way toward you all. You then all see it slowly transform into a into a tall yet slim humanoid figure wearing dark robes and a hood that completely covers his face.*\n\n\"Glad you two could make it. Seeing that you are here, I can only assume you have accepted the job. The boss who had sent you the letters apologizes for not meeting you in person. He is a very busy man, and hopes that I, one of his most reliable employees, can manage you all\" \n\n*The man then pulls out two sheet of parchment, handing one to each of you. Each one of the parchments is a map of the forest with three locations marked in blue and a nearby location marked in red.*\n\n\"This is a rather simple job. You two, Sir Zeras and Sir Nesy will head over to the location marked in red. There you shall meet the herb gatherer you will be escorting. Goes without say, but if the herb gatherer were to die, you two won't receive your pay. I will also be observing you all from the distance to ensure no foul play. The locations marked in blue are where you shall be escorting the herb gatherer to collect the required herbs. Any questions?\"" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras had a million meaningless questions, of course he wouldn't ask them, the job was simple enough, and while he had a curious tick, he was never one to pry. He studies the Map momentarily, \"Clear enough he thought\", before putting the map in the pocket of his cloak.* \n\n\"Um, uh, thank you stranger, we will see too it that this job is done swiftly and well.\"\n\n*Zeras turned to Nesy a sheepish and confused look on his face shaking his head in some sort of wordless call for help, before turning back to what was once a squirrel and giving a reassuring smile and nod.* \n\n\"Forgive my eagerness but I actually do have a question, where will we return to once the job is done, I am not one too fond of being conned out of my time.\"" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "*Nesy would then be suprised by the humanoid. He decided to greet him.* \"...Hello there buddy! How are you doing? Well, you are certianly a great being because I am Nesy! You are absoloutly correct.\" *He bowed to the slim humanoid before he scratched his head in confusion of his apperence.*\n\n\"....Alright.\" *Nesy would then analyze the paper and saw some very interesting marks on the paper.* \"...Well, I have a question. Are those blue marks or red marks telling anything? Do you mind explaining what they actually do?\" *Nesy exclaimed, because he was confused.*\n\n*He would then look towards Zeras. He was, absoloutly powerless at this point. He had the same feeling like he did. Oh my, just as the quest was getting fun. It is always... Killing monsters yes.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*The robed figure would snicker under his breath at Zeras' questions*\n\n\"You are the second person to have ever asked me about the validity of these tasks. Though I am rather envious at your naïve line of thinking. Even if I were to tell you the location, what is to prevent me from conning you still? It's like this with any sort of exchange of services and goods, both parties have to trust the other to do their part. But if it provides you any comfort, you may reconvene at the location marked in red on your maps. Any other meaningful questions you wish to ask?\"\n\n*He would then turn to Nesy and you could hear a bit of disappointment in his voice* \n\n\"Unfortunate to have employees who don't listen to their employers, no? How envious I am of your lax nature, but just like the boss is kind, I shall carry on his virtue and repeat what I had just said. The locations marked in blue are where you shall be escorting the herb collector, as those are the locations I've scouted out to have the herbs we are searching for. The location marked in red is where said herb collector is. Are things more clear now Sir Nesy, or must I repeat it once more?\"" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras would laugh at the sass of the man, a genuine belly laugh, more full of mischief then disbelief* \n\n\"Forgive me then, Curiosity has driven me more than monetary gain to this place, we will see to it that no herb is left unpicked, and that your co-worker is taken good care of, whatever the danger. You have my word at least, and you will have all my effort at most\" \n\n*Zeras took the map from his pocket and gave it one quick glance, orientating himself the direction of the red mark, before looking at his map again, checking his surroundings a final time, and then putting it away.* \n\n\"We should stick together Nessy, I know not a forest in all of Ramul Ta combined I would walk on my lonesome voluntarily.\"" }, { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\"....Nope! All the things you have said is literally clear as water! I am going to the red location first!\" *He decided to nodd towards him and he was ready to start the mission at any moment. He would then turn towards him.* \"Well, we can always stick together.\" *He gave him a thumbsup and he started to walk towards the red spot.*\n\n\"...Come with!\" *He would beckon him to come, with a smile on his face.*\n\n*He then would wave the other guy of too.* \"We wont disappoint you!\"" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras set off through the crimson foliage, talking as he trudged onward, brushing branches out the way and wiping stray hairs that flopped before his eyes. Zeras looked skyward and gave a small prayer to any god that would hear him, asking for protection above all else.* \n\n\"I must admit, I have never witnessed a squirrel become a man before, I won't soon forget the image, I still have much to see of the world obviously.\"\n\n*His tone indicated lingering confusion and shock.*" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*As you two walk away from the robed individual, he would walks towards the underbrush and transform into a rabbit as he darts between the shrubbery of the forest, leaving you two to carry out the job.*\n\n*As you two travelled deeper into the forest, you would notice it getting thicker the deeper you all head into it. You all would also start to notice a lack of plant growth in the area. The few plants and that do grow look perverted and twisted. The soils gives off a purplish tint and you can't help but feel slightly corrupted. However, you do not see any threats nearby for now, but the land gives off an aura of death. Up ahead you would see a young man seemingly at the location marked in red by your maps. He would notice you two approaching but his face would seemingly look displeased. He would get up and walk over, adjusting his glasses*\n\n\"So you are the two that are going to escort me huh? I was hoping for more capable looking individuals, but I suppose I can't do anything about it now. Name's Andrew Morrison. I trust you two will protect me with your lives, lest someone of my intelligence come to any harm\"" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*The further they waded into the wilds and the more the land became a twisted reflection of what it was but a few steps ago, the more visibly unsettled Zeras had become. He fidgeted with his hands between his cloak, wringing his fingers out and clicking them in and out of place. Shaking his head as they came to the stranger.* \n\n\"Silence small man, your boss best of given us good reason to come to these god forsaken lands, I know what lies in this place, I will protect you to the best of my abilities, that is all, guide the way.\" \n\n*Zeras gives a big sigh, putting his hands on hips, before straightening out and composing himself.*" } ]

[ { "author": "nesymerp1", "message": "\".....Well, buddy. You shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.\" *Nesy would then give the man a strange look indicating that Nesy was being serious here.* \"...Also, why are you out here alone anyway if you could've just came to us?\" *He asked the stranger, curious in what his motive was and what the hell he was thinking.*\n\n\"....Yes, now I will simply escort you to the blue point over here.\" *He pointed towards a blue indicator on the map.* \"...Yeah, we are escorting you there, now... Let's go.\"" }, { "author": "frankenstein", "message": "*Andrew would scoff at your guys' treatment of him, clearly flabbergasted.*\n\n\"Why, how rude... I'll have you know I didn't choose to stand here waiting in his hellish looking place either, but that robed man told me this was the safest place to ensure I didn't get attacked before my escorts arrived. I don't know how the man things or does things, I just do what I'm paid to do! So you don't need to tell me what to do, I'm we all aware of where we are heading. I collect herbs, you protect me with your worthless lives. Simple as that. Hmph!\"\n\n*Andrew would then turn around clearly not pleased at you guys questioning/ordering him around, but at least starts moving toward the blue mark on the map*\n\n*As you two move forward, the overgrowth at the forest tops would begin to block all sunlight, causing Nesy to glow. Zeras with your superior night vision are able to scan the area ahead and see the twisted landscape. Everything at first looks still, but as you look closer you see figures moving very slowly toward you all. It looks like a family of some sort consisting of a father, mother, and two children, a daughter and son. However their movements look janky and their skin has a greyish tint. They seem to be looking directly at Nesy, perhaps having their attention drawn by his glowing body.*" }, { "author": "timeforthepercolator", "message": "*Zeras squints as he peers through the foliage, ignoring the seeming arrogant nature of Andrew, work takes priority over any personal feelings right now, and a calm head is more important that any ego, Zeras draws a deep breathe as he trudges onward.* \n\n*Once Zeras sees the family, he crouches down low, as he looks to Nesy, realising his strange glow might have drawn attention to the group.* \n\n\"Something is not right, there is a seeming family of four advancing upon us, but they seem corrupted, infected by the land almost, they might not be what they seem, be on your toes, Andrew, Take my hand, Nessy is a target out here. Nesy, we will be behind that tree over to the left to try and hide, if they approach and converse , which is unlikely, you will greet them alone and say you are gathering herbs, refuse any help, if they strike, I will aide you with the element of surprise.\"\n\n*Zeras grabs Andrews by the wrist in a maneuver that was as if he was showing a child how to cross a road, pulling him to the side and behind a tree to the left, an angle in which the approaching family could not see them, holding Andrew the hole time, only peeping out to signal Nesy a thumbs up.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "*It was a bright and sunny morning and Uropia had just recently travelled to the nearby wilds to look for some interesting plants and flowers that she could possibly pick and gather to grow within her home that was also a flower shop!. The fairly tall butterfly qua was flying about within the woods as a kaleidoscope of butterflies with different colored wings were just constantly surrounding her as she had her head down on the ground looking for the plants.\n\nThe qua's beautiful lavender and pastel pink wings were just made even more beautiful and alluring due to the sunlight striking on them creating this wondrous light. On her hand a large looking butterfly wing was creating wind and cooling herself while she travelled under this hot morning sun. Hmm where would I find some nice looking plants here? I should've hired some help from a mercenary to guard me and help me pick flowers today, this whole task is laborious and exhausting I should just be in my home tending to my beautiful plants! She thought to herself as she continued on wandering about hoping that she could finally get enough plants and leave this place and get under some shade*" }, { "author": "rinlock", "message": "Alone in the wilds, was rather adorable looking teen, crouched down near a soft flower bed. They were careful not to crush any flowers nearby... They were wearing very little, only wraps around their chest, and arms, and some tribal looking pants that had been torn a little. Her hair was pure white, except for a tuft in the back that was red. Her eyes as the gazed at the flowers was a deep red, like a ruby, or a rose. Her stomach had strange red markings on it that extended around the waist and went down. On the top of her head was a bone mask with two small decorative horns, one on each side." }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*The silence of the morning was suddenly disrupted by the sound of horseshoes, something rarely heard in this area. After a while, a horse and a rider emerged from behind a nearby hill. The rider was a young woman, who, very surprisingly, looked as a warrior. A watchful observer could notice she was weary and exhausted, barely refraining from falling off her horse. Suddenly, the horse stood still and the rider dismounted. She looked around to make sure there's no threats, then walked over to a nearby stream. As she leaned over it to get some water, she staggered and fell unconscious.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "*Upon hearing the loud sounds of the horseshoes quickly her feet landed down onto the soft earth and she ran towards the sound very curious to see the reason why a horse was in the woods. Having a horse within a forest was hard enough as travelling through dense trees on horseback would significantly slow one down that they'd be better off on foot. The woman while moving would be incredibly silent and her footsteps were barely hearable while traversing through the woods, the woman upon reaching the stream would now be able to the the sight of an unconcious woman and a horse!\n\nUropia covered her mouth with her fan as she watched the sight closely. This woman looked so unkempt and rough so she contemplated if she should even get near the woman and help her or if she should just leave her alone and hope that another more kind and caring person would come by and help them. She slowly walked over more closely to examine the person and see if she was even worth saving or not*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "Korin, having also heard the vibrant noises of the horseshoes, stood up and began walking towards the sound, careful not to step on any pretty flowers. She was rather interested to see the reason how a fully shoed horse was this deep in the wilds. How, and why on earth someone would be using a horse in this terrain... This was a forest in the wilds after all, Korin began to imagine what it could possibly mean. Beginning to create fantastical scenarios in her head perhaps they were a prince, exiled from a distant land, or perhaps a centaur... That would be pretty cool... She gleefully walked closer to the noise, anticipating the result.\n\nKorin then spotted the beautiful butterfly lady and the lady unconscious near the river. This woman looked roughed up, and Korin wondered why the butterfly lady wouldn't help her." }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*The horse, seeing two strangers, neighed loudly and took a few steps forward, placing itself between them and its rider. Meanwhile, said rider was lying face down in the stream and slowly waking up.*\n\"What... What is...\" *She muttered. Then she carefully began to stand up and staggered again, although she managed to stay standing. Seeing two people unknown to her, she promptly reached for her scimitar. But as she was about to draw the weapon, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her side and yet again staggered.*\n\"Who are you?\" *She asked, although in a muffled voice.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"I'm not sure Ms. Elf, who are you?\" *Uropia would say as she moved her fan about creating wind that cooled off her hot face. She had a curious look on her but a sly smile as she looked down at this woman like she was better than her. Even though in size she was shorter than this elf her flight meant that she was three feet above the ground, when he reached for her scimitar she knew this meant that she was willing to hurt somebody.\n\nThis person had the potential to dangerous* \"You know drawing a sword at me when you're this weak and hurt is kind of an incredibly stupid idea so if you have a brain on you you'd think before you act and ask the right questions.\" *She'd say as the butterflies that surrounded her would continue to fly about, some landing on one of her four hand*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "Korin, haven't yet been noticed, sits in a branch in the tree, watching the two with her crimson eyes. Childishly playing with 2 leaves. It shouldn't take too long for the two women on the ground to notice her, but should the conversation continue, they just might not even notice her and well... That might be frustrating. \"Ooh... Shiny...\" She says as the lady by the river tries to draw her weapon. She was perhaps drunk? Or maybe was hit in the head? Head trauma could very well be the reason the lady was acting so strange and stumbling, perhaps she was riding her horse and got clotheslined by a tree. This idea was just too funny to Korin... And she began giggling, falling from the tree and landing in between the two women. \"U-uh p-pardon me!!\" She says racing behind the tree near the water." }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*She tried drawing her scimitar again and yet again stumbled, but this time she couldn't stand and just fell into the stream. She tried getting up again, she only managed to raise her head and upper body, leaning on her arms against the sand at the bottom of the stream.*\n\"I... Asked you first.. Who are you?\" *She repeated the question, but it was clear that she was exhausted and close to passing out again. A stain of blood gradually became visible on the left side of her shirt. Several red drops fell into the water. The woman was breathing heavily and even though she was almost passed out, determination was visible in her eyes.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "*Uropia's eyebrow raised in confusion as suddenly this demon just fell from a tree and landed in the middle of the two of them... What? Her two bottom hands crossed together as she was sort of disgusted at the sight of the body bleeding* \"Ugh this is not very beautiful, Ms. Oni Girl could you please check this woman's injuries? This quite unsightly, perhaps if she even asked the proper question and asked nicely I might even be able to ease her pain if only alittle.\" *She would say as she once more fanned herself with the large butterfly wing but this time the wing was glowing a light pink hue reminiscent to the glow that happens when one casts magic spells.\n\nDoes this woman really need to know her name? Like what's that going to do make her feel better? More useful questions would be, could you please help me? Or if I pay you could you take me to a healer? Or perhaps please help me I'll pay you anything! Geez its not like there's a possibility you might bleed out and die or anything. A tsk came out of her as she thought this while waiting for this oni to look for her woulds, she wasn't going to touch her!*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "The pale skinned girl looks confused before she turns to ask the beautiful butterfly lady a very sincere question \"Don't ouchies like those close up in a few minutes?\" She says wondering why the lady won't just tough it out. \"Everyone gets better within a few minutes!\" She says obviously having been cut off from the outside world, the only biology of a body that she knows is probably her own. \"And how did you know I was an Oni? I thought I looked Normal...\" The girl shrugged, before slowly approaching the elf. \"You are hurt? Yes?\"" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*After a long struggle she was finally able to get up. She sat down in the stream almost immediately.*\n\"Yes, I'm hurt.\" *She reluctantly allowed the pale girl to approach her. Meanwhile the blood stain on her shirt was slowly getting bigger.*\n\"And I still didn't get the answer to my question...\" *She ripped off a piece of her shirt to be able to access the wound easier. Then she took a look at the wound. The situation clearly wasn't good. The wound was probably done by a spear, it wasn't big but the amount of blood was very worrying. Yesuntei sighed.* \n\"Should have taken care of it way earlier...\" *She muttered it to herself*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"I've lived near your kind when I was younger, I guessed because of your incredibly pale skin, those horns and your white hair so I thought that you were a Pale Oni. Judging from your response though it seems that I was correct.\" *Uropia looked over towards the elven woman and immediately revolted at the sight of the wound and all of the blood* \"Ahh!!! That is disgusting, you know you really should really have tried covering that thing up. Also I'm not answering you're stupid ass question its not like you're going to stop bleeding if I do and its also not like knowing who I am is going to make a difference.\" *Uropia saw that the woman was incredibly stubborn and she didn't like stubborn people nor did she like people who were too prideful. If she was really not gonna ask for her help then she really couldn't do anything about it.* \"Welp if you're really not going to ask me for my help then I won't\" *She just said straight up as she moved more towards the stream looking closely at the sides of it. A nice bunch of white flowers caught her eye and quickly she'd go and take her trowel and dig around its roots so that she could take it home with her even the butterflies that surrounded her had taken an interest to the flowers quickly landing on it as she was digging. She really wasn't interested in wasting her time with a person he didn't even want her help*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "Korin is looking intently at the wound... \"Spear... Hole...\" And then thought to herself, -why is lady so worried about such a moderate wound?- she says aloud to the butterfly lady, \"N-not too bad?\" She says, not knowing this was a bad wound. How would she after all, when her entire life she's been able to regenerate almost any wound taken.\n\nThe girl stood up and tied her hair back and looked towards the lady... \"B-but I'm not a pale Oni. And why are you guys so worried about this ouchie? Don't these close up after a few minutes?\"" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "\"Very well then, it's not like I need your help, either.\" *She answered the winged woman. Then she focused back on the wound, and the other person. After hearing the \"Diagnosis\" She looked at the Oni, confused* \"No, it... It won't close up just like that.. Why would you think that?\" *She asked, very quietly as she was closer to falling unconscious again every second.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Okay then!\" *She said nonchalantly as she continued on digging the small patch of flowers. The soil was alittle muddy but it was alright, she was used to working with dirt. Soil doesn't really look very pretty but it allows more beautiful things to grow from it, learning that disgusting things like manure helped make beautiful things become even more beautiful was a lesson that she had alot difficulties in learning.\n\nUropia gave out a loud chuckle as she heard the words that the apparently not pale oni said. It was such a stupid statement like she herself has never had an actual would before. It was going to be incredibly hard to expect a proper help from a person who doesn't even know how wounds work, she admits she isn't really an expert in healing nor is she aware of even giving medical treatment aside from her magic she is aware of plant's medicinal properties*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "Korin looking at the two, took the opportunity to shift back to her original form, her skin becoming a crimson red, the red in her hair disappearing, two jutting horns sprouted from the crown of her head, \"See I told you, I'm not a pale Oni! I've had things hurt before, but it usually stops hurting and is gone within a few minutes!\" She picks up a sharp stone from the riverbed, and ran it across the side of her arm quickly, a minor wound forming. \n\n\"Watch this, give me a little bit!\" The torn skin around the small wound already beginning to heal (takes 2 turns) She says opening a pouch at her side then looking to the butterfly lady, if she can't heal like me... Wouldn't it be good to take her to a town healer? Or a religion man?\" There was something about how blunt and friendly Korin was, that made her have a good and happy aura around them." }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*She looked with surprise and disbelief when the Oni girl cut her arm, and the wound healed itself at a ridiculous pace.* \n\"Impressive.. But I can't do something like that as you see..\" *She smiled slightly. The girl was very likeable and friendly.*\n\"I.. I'd probably need to go to a healer, but the nearest village is too far away.\" *The smile faded away from her face. She realised she probably won't survive. Unless she receives help here and now, which is not very likely. But one can always try...*\n\"Do you know any plants.. With medical properties?\" *She asked the Oni.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "*Uropia looked over to Oni that now has a redder hue to her skin that revealed to her she was a pale oni. As she saw the woman cut herself then quickly heal from the wound her eyes widened alittle then her head nodded.* \"Huh interesting Ms. Red Oni I can do something similar\" \n\n*Using the side of her fan she used it to make a small scratch on the top part of her palm. Then with her fan she began fanning the small scratch which instantly caused the wound to close up, after this she showed it to the woman before quickly returning to her digging which was almost finished* \"See? Its really pretty convenient especially for me cause I frequently work with plants and roses that have thorns and such.\" *Surprisingly this red oni was entertaining her while she was working, a thing that not many things were able to do* \"It would be a fairly decent idea to take her to a healer but yeah the nearest village is too far away.\" *Upon hearing the elf's last question it made her laugh alittle once more.*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "As the wound on her arm began to completely disappear, Korin looked over to the butterfly lady who did something similar... But as soon as the fan began to heal her, Korin could sense the flow of mana. As she had constantly had to work with mana and magic to survive. \"The fan can heal? My chieftain had an item like that, he said when he was younger he could heal like I do, but he was poisoned, and must constantly regenerate, he has a necklace that closes his small wounds...\" As the red Oni child began to talk about magic, they seemed to have a complex understanding of it, much higher than many normal mages, it was as if it was a different person. It seemed of what they did know, they were a savant of... Unfortunately most of Korins knowledge was in magic. And just about nothing else. \"Miss could you use that fan to help that lady's ouchie?\"" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "\"It's not... I don't need her help.\" *She was trying to protest, still too stubborn to accept the winged woman's help, even though deep down she knew without it she'll die. Yesuntei fell silent for a while.* \n\"Well, maybe I do, but...\" *She started speaking, then stopped because she didn't know what to say next. Unconsciously, she grabbed her scimitar's hilt with her left hand and held it tight. If she's about to die, she will die like a warrior.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Mhm indeed you are correct Ms. Red Oni my fan can heal and yes I **Could** Use the fan to help her\" *She would say emphasizing the word could like yeah she has the ability to. She would finally be done digging out the outer dirt of the flower and taking out a small bot she has from her bag she'd scoop up the plant putting it inside the pot before carrying it on her lower left hand*\n\n*It seemed like the woman was still uninterested in asking her for help so like she said earlier she wasn't going to instead she'd continue on searching nearby the stream but it seemed like there was now a lack of any more nice looking plants there which would mean that she had to leave and look for another place*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "\"I'm not gonna try to convince you anymore,\" Korin says turning to the woman at the stream, \"I may be a child, but even this Oni can understand that stubbornness leads to death. Oni up. Swallow your pide.\" She says, mispronouncing a few words but the message is clear, **Ask for Help** \n\n\"Miss budde— ouch... I bit my tongue..\" The Oni says, \"Where are you takeing those flowers? I haven't really been in the city for a while. Is there a shop or something?\"" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*She was still hesitating. But finally she sighed and decided to ask for help and stop being all 'proud warrior'.*\n\"Fine... I need help... I need your help.\" *The last words were directed specifically towards the woman, who was busy finding flowers.* \n\"Please.\" *Yesuntei added after a while, not very glad about having to say this. But she didn't really want to die either, so she had to ask for help.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Huh I really thought you'd be too prideful to ask for help, I'm amazed you didn't wait until you were already dead\" *Uropia would say with a victorious smile on her face. She wasn't going to let someone boss her around, slowly she'd walk over to the elf the plant still on one of her many hands while her top right hand grasped the fan tightly.\n\nAs she was finally close enough to the woman her face was still in disgust but quickly she'd fan the would and instantly it'd heal up and close the small spear wound this action taking up more of her mana.* \"You know you're lucky that I was willing to save you, with you're whole stubborn act I was almost tempted to just leave you be but corpses don't look very beautiful. Ms. Red Oni I'm taking these flowers to my home/shop, I own quite a successful flower shop within New Salvania\" *She'd say almost bragging to oni woman*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "\"Call me Korin, if you don't mind, I haven't been to a... S-ity before... What's it like?\" She says sounding out the word, almost as if she's never used it before. \"You sound very proud of your shop, would you mind if I joined you? The mana that surrounds you is rather pleasing, I'd like to see what spells you use on a daily basis...\" She then looked nervous and whispered. \"W-what's noosalvaniea? A creature?\"\n\nShe looks sincerely curious, and confused, as if never having heard of that place before" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "*She watched in disbelief as her wound closed and the only thing remaining was some blood on her body and a small, barely visible scar.*\n\"Thank you...\" *She said, still looking with shock at the woman. She then tried to get up - with difficulty, she still was exhausted, but she wasn't loosing blood now and she succeeded.*\n\"Also... My name is Yesuntei.\" *She told her name to them, maybe a bit reluctantly.*\n\"Trust me, a city is nothing good.\" *She said when she heard what the Oni girl was talking about.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Well its nothing good if you've done something bad and when if have a bounty on you which means that the guards want you dead... If not its actually a pretty nice place to be atleast I personally like it since I get money. To answer your questions I guess you can come you like nice enough to not be a an eyesore and if you knew how to use context clues you'd probably be able to deduct that since I have a flower shop within New Salvania that its most likely a place rather that an object or... A creature.\" *She was curious as to how this person didn't even know what New Salvania was and why this stranger seems to dislike cities*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "Korin was debating on whether to reveal her secret, that she couldn't remember almost anything from before 2 weeks ago, deciding against it she says instead \"I'm not from around here I lived out in the countryside, in a village far from many people. \"There are some people I have met who have killed massive creatures and made homes from their bodies... That is why I asked if it was a monster of some kind. When shall we go?\"\n\n\"I have no money-hunt on my head, do not worry Miss.\" The funny story about creature-homes was true" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "\"I didn't do anything bad, I just... Don't like them. They give me a bit of a claustrophobic feel. The sole thought of people living all their life in one place, so close to each other...\" *She shuddered.* \n\"It feels unnatural. Although I could travel alongside you for some time, since I don't have any destination in mind.\" *She offered. The Oni girl seemed very nice, and the other woman might not be that bad after all - She did heal her, and given enough time, they might get to know each other more. Traveling for some time with them wouldn't be very bad.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Hmm seems like you have a psychological problem that most likely roots in your past experiences... I don't really care whether or not you two join me to the city but I'm not interested in leaving just yet. I didn't come to this forest just to get this one plant, that's extremely idiotic. Now as for you Ms. Yesuntei since I saved your life I have one simple thing to ask you... Carry all my plants\" *She'd say as she held out the potted flower for the elf to hold\n\nThese women really needed to look more presentable if they're going to be joining her towards the city. She can't be seen with people who look like they just came out of a jungle or else her reputation could be severely damaged! (She doesn't really have a \"Reputation\" She's just known as a florist)*" } ]

[ { "author": "Korin", "message": "Something was different about Korin, she seemed obsessed with magic, but not really anything else, the aura around her *Was* Really friendly and caring, but there seemed to be another side of her that was hard to notice. \"So... Miss... Butterfly how far away is this place?\" Korin said smiling, not worried about her appearance at all" }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "\"Maybe.\" *She didn't like being looked down on, and that's clearly what the woman was doing. And then, Yesuntei suddenly received a... Potted plant.*\n\"Wait, wha... Carry your plants... Are you out of your mind? I'm not going to carry anything for you! Take this... Thing back!\" *She reached out with her hands, holding the plant, to the woman.* \n\"If you want someone to carry these for you, get a slave. I'm not doing that!\" *She yelled, clearly upset.*" }, { "author": "Uropia Fluture Mariposa Borboleta Farfalla Papallona Paruparo The First", "message": "\"Its not that far Ms. Korin.\" *Uropia said as she turned her head towards the red oni before she looked over towards Yesuntei. Her mouth was being covered by her large fan but her eyes were glaring at Yesuntei deeply like she was incredibly displeased but this sudden outburst coming from the elf* \"How dare you, I took pity on you and helped heal your wound and this is how you repay me? I simply ask you to carry a few plants something a dumb monkey could do and you defy me because of your pride once more. Have some humility for the person who just saved your life\" *She said her voice clearly filled with annoyance but not rasing.\n\nShe was being the bigger woman by not shouting and acting obscene. Ugh this woman is just so rude and unbelievable! To think she helped her and this is the thanks that she gets*" }, { "author": "Korin", "message": "\"I see.\" Korin says plugging her ears, having heard arguments like this before, she was not a fan of them. Lucky for Korin they didn't should and she was able to unplug her ears. \"She did save your life silly elf. You should help her a little. It's rather horrible... How unthankful you are.\" \n\nShe begins to shift colors from red to a peachy human colored, her horns vanishing, and hair regaining the tuft of red in the back..." }, { "author": "Yesuntei", "message": "\"I... Ugh, fine.\" *She grunted.*\n\"I'll carry your stupid plants.\" *She reluctantly agreed. Well, the woman did have a point about saving Yesuntei's life and all. But Yesu didn't like being looked down on and being commanded - which was exactly what this woman was doing. Clearly she was treating the elf as an inferior. Yesuntei sighed.*\n\"I'm not unthankful, I just... I don't like being told what to do. She could have asked instead of just saying 'carry my plants' as if I was her slave...\" *She replied to the Oni girl.*" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Sensitive much? In the real world Ms. Yesuntei people are going to order you to do many things and especially when you owe them because you asked them for something. It'd be best you learn that or you'd tick of someone much less controlled that I am.\" *She said as she now walked towards the forest in search of more nice looking plants. \n\nYesuntei was really lucky she wasn't in a bad mood or else she'd have already slapped the elf with her fan. Ugh elves why did they just have to be so fucking annoying and prideful, she didn't even look nice!!!!*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The three of you would meet up at the edge of the treeline, large pines overshadowing the ground below. Mist hovered over the ground, preventing the sun from piercing through. No one seemed to be here at the moment.*" }, { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*The glittering chimera took another glance at the strange letter she just received. She had no idea how one would've slid it into her bundle, but anyway. While the letter seemed pointless at first, the simple presence of the word 'alchemist' sulficed to fan the fire of her curiosity.*\n*Alchemy. Basically people trying to uncover the mysteries of life. Just like herself. Getting paid to possibly find extraordinary informations about the arcanes? What a dreamy job! It didn't really matter if she had to deal with someone at this point. It was an opportunity she couldn't have missed. At least, that was what this mysterious E.O. Stated.*\n`\"Hm? This seems like the meeting point.\"` *She softly thought aloud.*\n*Khimeris would've looked around trying to spot anyone around. For sure, her glittering scaled skin and tall figure wouldn't have gone unnoticed in the wood's shadow. She would've made for an easy ambush if the letter was the trap. Plus... How the hell did they know about her past name?! Those remnants of the past that she never confessed to anyone... And yet, they **Knew** About her.*\n*Right... Crap. It was too late now. Her thirst for magic drived her into a thorny situation again. After all, she could've taken the spot of test subject easily too due to her curious mutations.*\n*The scaled lady would've remained still and would've constantly searched for signs of live around her while already calculating plans of escape or defense.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*A lone elf would walk along a dirt path, looking at his surroundings through a lazily half closed eye. He had his hands in his pockets, his hood and mask up, and was ready to fight again. Last time he received a letter such as this, he almost perished... If it had not been for his comrades, he would not of been walking where he was. A sigh would escape the elf as he saw something glittering off in the distance. Its radiance could draw any eye to it, Horace's particularly. As a thief, Horace's mind would instantly begin thinking of the possibilities, but moving closer would reveal it. \"A person?\" He thought with a confused expression, \"Might be a team mate...\". The elf would carefully approach the girl, hands in pockets, trying not to look the least bit suspicious, though his hood and mask might as well dig him a grave to the already worried girl.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Coming from the path, not so far from the others, there was Mai walking with her usual cold expression. It had been some time since she did her last quest, which left her with some wounds. While walking, she thought about the letter she received the day before, apparently she needed to kill some people. It wasn't a problem for Mai, as she was used to kill people since she was 16.\n\nAfter some more walking, she would notice two other people, which caught her interest. She would approach, soon noticing that the man was Horace! For a moment she was happy that one of her teammates was capable. As she approached the two, her cold expression would take over her face again. Mai would wave at them and smirk, her blue eyes landing on Horace.\n\n\"Hello. I suppose you two are here for the quest, uh?" } ]

[ { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*As a hooded person emerged from the shadows, the monstous lady's heart twitched. She instantly got into a defensive stance, ungolding her huge winged arms as a primitive attempt to intimidate a potential agressor.*\n*She worriedly questioned the unknown figure.*\n`\"E.O? Is that you? W-What do you want from me exactly? Where's the alchemist?\"`\n*But after noticing Horace's nonchalance, Khimeris quickly understood that the guy wasn't attacking her. He was far too casually walking.*\n*She calmed down and folded her wings back behind her back while wiping her sweating forehead.*\n*Then another figure came, although that one wasn't being stealthy at all. A beastkin woman? 'Fine subject' she thought, but with what the clawed lady said, it seemed like she wasn't the only one being requested by that mysterious E.O.*\n*Yes. It would've made sense. They all knew about this location, and about the date and hour of rendez-vous. Those strangers were her temporary partners, she concluded.*\n`\"I'm here for the alchemist. The quest doesn't particularly interest me...\"` *The chimera neutrally replied.* `\"I imagine that you also received that mysterious letter, right?\"`\n*But she didn't completely trusted her 'companions'. The magic pulsing in her veins was agitated and ready to unleash its power if it would've been needed.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*As the elf walked along, attempting to look as harmless to the girl as he could, he'd soon notice her arisen fighting stance. He would pull his hands out of his pockets, raising his hands in a defensive yet submissive manner. He didn't want to fight, not at all, he's main concern was the quest after all and killing each other would only hurt them. The elf would listen to her question, thinking up an answer before realizing she was calming down herself. He'd slowly lower his hands as well with a sigh of relief.*\n\"Im not E.O, and i don't know what you mean by alchemist... Who are you?\"\n*The elf would notice the scaled figure look away, seemingly noticing another person. He would look as well, a sense of curiosity overcoming any possible caution he had.* \n\n *Looking at the new figure, he'd soon recognize them as Mai. A smile would come to his face as his memories of his old companion would come back to him. The elf would wave back to her, his eyes returning her stare. He'd nod as the beastkin asked her question. The elf would soon look back over to the stranger that stood with them.*\n\n*He'd give her a slightly confused look as she mentioned an alchemist yet again.*\n\"Im not entirely dure what your talking about with this 'alchemist' person, but yes, i received a letter as well.\"\n*The elf would take his hand out of his pocket, reaching into his cloak and digging around for a moment. Eventually, he'd pull out the letter he had received a while ago, waving it amidst the air.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would approach them and try to understand what the other girl beside her was saying. The Kemonomimi was with her Concealment spell on at that time, as she did not like that others saw her in her true form. Mai looked at the woman beside her when she heard about the mention of an alchemist, an eyebrow arching slightly with a little confusion. What was she talking about? There was nothing in the letter about an alchemist. She then put a hand on her waist and used her free hand to pick up the letter that was attached to her thigh accessory.\n\n\"Yes, I received the letter too.\"\n\nMai then showed the letter to both of them and put it back on the accessory on her thigh, her pale blue eyes looking around for someone or something that could be the 'E.O'. The last mission she was on left some marks, unfortunately. Glad this mission was not the same as the previous one, she would not want to go through that again. She then stopped thinking about that pain and focused on the now, her eyes returning to her two teammates.\n\n\"Well, I don't know about that alchemist, but I'm here for the money.\"" }, { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*Khimeris frowned. Why didn't they know about the mission's main target? Did she only receive that information? Or perhaps... Someone effectively lured her. After her, they even knew about her old human name. That simple thought made her display a blackened gaze. Were her children safe? Did anyone attempted to harm her family or herself?*\n*Many questions crossed her mind, but it was a bit too late now that she made it this far. Plus, she wasn't alone, and she couldn't simply reveal her secrets. Still, she had to explain herself about what she knew.*\n`\"The letter spoke of our target, which seemingly is an alchemist.\"` *She coldly explained while picking out her own envelope from her bundle.* `\"I find it strange that I'm the only one possessing such an information. Whatever. What we do now?\"`\n*The chimera visibly seemed quite troubled though. It seemed like only the hooded man wasn't wary about the actual situation.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf would still be slightly confused about her mention of an alchemist, though he'd attempt to move on. The target didn't concern him at this point, rather the spoils. It wasn't only the gold that interested him however, as his letter had mentioned something that needed to be stealing. Horace took the letter as not only a job, but a challenge to his skills as a thief. He'd watch Mai's letter, wondering what was written in it as all of there letters were clearly different. He'd make a mental note to ask her about it later, though he'd move his attention back to the scaled lady before him.*\n\n\"What now? Well, i suggest we at least introduce ourselves first, then move onto strategy. The names Horace, yours?\"\n\n*The question would be directed at Khimeris, as he already knew the other person in their group. The elf wouldn't notice her troubled state, as his mind quickly flicked back to what the letter spoke of. His mind would begin to race at the thought, while on the outside he would become stiff and lifeless aside from the twitching of his hand.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai didn't really care who their target really was, as long as it wasn't one of the teammates, which probably wasn't the case. She sighed slightly and started walking around the other companions, trying to see if anyone was coming. It seemed that the letters from the others had additional information, which made Mai wonder why she didn't receive any. She decided to let it go, the claws of her feet slowly burying themselves in the dirt as she stood there.\n\n \"My name is Mai.\"\n\nShe would speak to Khimeris, having no need to speak to Horace, since the two already knew each other. Mai would notice Horace's hand twitching with a glance from her pale blue eyes, but she chose not to intrude and let it go." }, { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*The dual woman put the letter back into her bundle while the other two barely introduced themselves. Those presumed allies didn't seem very talkative and they only looked for money. Nothing really interesting in them. She couldn't have even sensed great magic emanating from them anyway.*\n*The chimera would've followed their strategy and also made a succinct introduction.*\n`\"And my name is Khimeris. I don't really care about money...\"` *She softly sighted.*\n*The others could've maybe spotted a hint of disappointment in her voice. Why joining a quest if it wasn't for money or for getting a reward? She would've probably sound weird herself to the others' eyes.*\n`\"I imagine we just have to wait then? It's nearly noon...\"`\n*The glittering lady didn't really know what to add for now, as her two comrades where putting heavy pressure by gazing at her. The scene was quite tenseful for Khimeris' point of view.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*The elf continued to stare blankly for a moment before snapping out of it. He'd look around, as if confused as to where he was. He'd eventually shake his head lightly as he heard Mai introduce herself. His hand would also cease to twitch around this time, though it seemed to go by the new person unnoticed. He'd be glad for this, as he didn't want to have to explain it to her and make himself look crazy. Going back to the situation at hand, he'd nod to the girl as she introduced herself and questioned what would happen next.*\n\n\"All we can do is wait for now, though i still wish to start strategizing for whats to come. I'd like you to tell me your skills and weaknesses, like what do you use to fight and what are you generally good at. Personally, im good at single target elimination and stealth. I use a bow and dagger as weapons.\"\n\n*The elf would only look at Khimeris for an answer, as he already knew her fighting style and weapons of choice.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai looked at the two and approached the group again, placing her hands on her hips. She had never used her new tool, or rather her claws, which were attached to a protection made of steel. This could improve her movements perhaps, but she still hesitated to use them often. About the claws of her hands, she was already used to it, but about her panther form... She wished she didn't have to use it on this mission. At least to avoid any unpleasant situation. ~~ Even though she didn't care much about the situation that her and Horace had on the previous mission. ~~ But either way, she wanted to do her job right.\n\n\"Well, I have these new weapons... Eh, I mean claws.\" She chuckled and slightly raised one of her feet to them, looking down at it. \"I'm better with single target elimination, but I can handle with two people at the same time. I think.\"" }, { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*The further they described their combat style, the more disappointed the chimera looked. They r e a l l y had nothing to do with her... Pure assassins, out for money. Her quest however, had more depth, and was more ambitious, she thought. But now was her turn to share her abilities, and she would've been happy to explain them to those mortal beings!*\n`\"Well, I rely on my magic. I can harden my - or your skin to stone-level of protection, I am also able to concentrate light into a lightning bolt to burn my foes. But my favourite spell of mine is my Spectral Chain. It allows me to briefly snare my enemies, leaving them merciless for my next attack! Or your attacks! Haha! It's great, right?\"` *She crazily unloaded her science with sparkling eyes. But she wasn't even done yet!* `\"Oh also! Like you'd have probably seen already, my body is quite special. It regenerates non-stop! I used to think it was a curse but in fact, once you overcome the pain and make it yours, it is a really facinating capability! Imagine being able to shrug off fatal injuries in a few seconds! Isn't that GREAT?!\"`\n*Ouch! While Khimeris didn't intend to brag about herself, it would've definitely sounded a bit presumptuous to her allies' ears. Fortunately for them, the chatterbox finished her monologue. It would've maybe be a wise idea to not question her too much about magical details though, unless one wanted to endure another speech...*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would watch Mai as she showed off her new equipment. He'd smile lightly, though it'd still be blocked by his mask. The elf would simply give the girl a thumbs up before turning his head to Norah. His expression would flatten into annoyance as he got a taste of her personality*\n\n\"So your basically a regenerative lizard girl who is is more a support caster than anything...\"\n\n*The elf would let out a sigh of annoyance as he realized the situation he was in. Two light weight assassins and a support wizard... This was going to be difficult. Horace would go silent for a moment, thinking up a strategy and plan of action for combat. Eventually, he'd look up at the two, releasing another sigh.*\n\n\"Okay, I've got a bit of a strategy. Mai will be the vanguard, letting us set up so we can support her. Ill use my bow and arrow to support Mai, and my longsword or dagger to make sure no enemies attack our support, and the furthest behind, Khimeris. Mai and i will switch places so each of us can get some rest in-between engagements in case we have to fight more than a couple people. Sound good?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would listen to the mutant woman with a bit of annoyance in her eyes, though she wasn't one that talked much with people. Apparently Norah was someone that liked to say what she thought and the good things about herself. Mai just stood there and waited patiently until the Chimera stopped talking, pemitting her and Horace to say something. \n\n\"Well, that seems useful at least.\" Mai would start to think a bit, letting Horace say what he had in mind.\n\n\"Well, for me that's good. But what if some of us gets injured? It would ruin the plan.\" She sighed and crossed her arms." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The three of you would wait a bit, with the sun already in the sky. Perhaps they were late? They would then notice a nearby squirrel, strangely, with intelligence in its eyes. It would scamper over to them and would suddenly transform into a hooded, robed figure. His face couldn't be seen.*\n\n\"Ah, hello there. Sorry for the wait. I understand that you have all accepted the job?\"\n\n\"In that case, I must apologize. The boss wasn't able to make it in person, due to safety precautions. I hope you understand his point of view.\"\n\n\"Anyway, the target. The target, as Khimeris may know, is an alchemist. Recently he had bought some special herbs from the boss, saying he would pay them back later. It has been one month, and after repeated requests to pay the money, he has not responded. This is where you come in. You are to bring him here, dead or alive, as well as bring back the potion in which he transformed the herbs into. It will be a small glass vial, with swirling, glowing red liquid inside. He lives in a hut deep in these woods, about a mile north of here.\"\n\n\"Now, if you have any questions?\"" }, { "author": "Norah Selenyx 'Khimeris'", "message": "*The 'regenerative lizard girl' clenched her fist. Did he really dare describe her as that?!*\n`\"W-What did you just said you little... Elf! You're as frail as a wood stick! While I, on the contrary, am an example of the evolution! Humanity's ascendance! Of course, incomplete, but still... I'm so much more than just a 'regenerative lizard girl'!\"` *She curtly grumbled toward the insolent Horace.*\n*But that mood swing was only temporary, as she quickly regained her calm as the thief explained the plan... The plan? But... They still didn't know anything about their mission...*\n*The chimera was about to reply and add her two coppers, until everyone was suddenly interupted by an unexpected newcomer. 'A squirrel transformation? Fascinating' she thought. While it had made an interesting subject too, it seemed like that person was their temporary employer, as he detailed the quest.*\n*The glittering lady's eyes sparkled during the whole explanation. An alchemist, like she expected. Plus, a red potion? That's all she needed to know to fuel her enthusiasm and her motivation, as she was hopping up and down with impatience.*\n`\"Oh! Don't worry, don't worry! It doesn't matter if the Boss didn't came in person. I only have one question, though. May I keep a sample of that famous red potion? It is important for my own researches.\"` *She excitedly asked.*\n*Yeah... She would've seemed quite unreliable right now from her partner's perspective, as she acted quite selfish and oblivious about any potential danger.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would look over at Mai as she voiced her concerns. She made a valid point, however, the point of his plan was just a basic fighting structure. He would think for a moment, before just simply shrugging it off.*\n\"You make a good point, but we'll just have to burn that bridge when we come to it. We dont really have enough information as is too, so for now, that'll just be our assumed positions for a fight.\"\n\n*The elf would turn his attention back to Khimeris, watching as she began her little speech yet again. He'd roll his eyes at her, an annoyed expression coming about him as he crossed his arms.*\n\"Look, i don't have time for your delusions of grandeur or petty insults. Sure, you might be more than i make you out to be, but your going to need to prove it before i trust you, much more so if you want praise.\"\n\n*The elf would shake his head slightly as the small squirrel scampered up to the group. Horace wouldn't notice this however, not until the randomly appearing hooded figure was in sight. The elf, seemingly spooked, would jump away from them with his hand on the hilt of his dagger, though he wouldn't draw it. Horace would just stand there for a moment as the man began to speak, and Horace would realize who it was. He'd let out a sigh of relief as he listened to the man speak, lowering his guard.*\n\"Questions? Uh, any information on body guards or abilities they may have?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai gave a small laugh when he saw Horace and Khimeris arguing for a moment. It was funny to see the two of them arguing over something silly, at least at the sight of Mai. The Chimera really was a little... Annoying. Or maybe *Very* Annoying. But it didn't matter, after all it was just a quest and she would never see her again. Mai started to think about the possibilities of attacks that the group could make together, although she and Horace were assassins and managed to focus on only one target at a time, maybe two depending on the situation. A few moments later, her thoughts would be interrupted when a squirrel appeared in front of them. She would have a little laugh when she saw Horace getting scared when the squirrel transformed into a man.\n\n\"Questions... Who are we dealing with? And I also want to know if there are more people.\"\n\nMai would continued with her arms crossed, an eyebrow arching as she questioned the man in front of them." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"To answer your questions. There are others, servants of the alchemist. Not too experienced in magic, though most likely physically capable, but that is all I can answer.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Well, you may begin. The targets are a mile north, in a single story hut. As for any other information, the alchemist is also a powerful necromancer as well.\"\n\n\"I will be waiting for you here once you return.\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai nodded in agreement and understanding, and then started walking in the direction that the hut was in. A necromancer could be a big problem for her. Since she performed better with just one target, but with her new equipment, she might have a better chance of success. She continued to walk until she reached the right place." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Only a dinky little hut would be there, with one window. There would be no other entrances, besides the door. It doesn't look like anything special. Had the man tricked her, or given her false information?*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Upon arriving, Mai came across a simple hut, and decided to look around to make sure it was the right place. It seemed... Too simple. Her eyebrow would arch with a little confusion and doubt. *Is this the right place...?* She thought while slowly approaching the hut, her right hand positioned so she could take one of her throwing knives from her thigh accessory, if needed." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Nothing would happen when Mai got closer. Then, groaning is suddenly heard from inside. A feminine voice can be heard, and she sounds weak.*\n\n\"Do you feel it?\"\n\n*Another voice, this one male, would reply. One could guess he was in between young and middle aged, perhaps in his late 30's.*\n\n\"I can feel it. I can feel the power coursing through my veins!\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "\"Wha-\"\n\nMai looked a little more confused than before, but she would soon remember that there was an alchemist in there. He seemed to be experimenting with, apparently, a man. She would come a little closer to take a closer look at the hut and see if the window was open, always trying to make as little noise as possible." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As Mai peeks through the window, she would see not two, but three figures. One was a female vampire, who apparently was exhausted, laying on a bed. A tall man would be putting on his robes, but Mai would spot two blood trails on his neck beforehand. The last figure would be a massive, dead, armored Oni, with a chest plate, longsword and a round shield. It would speak up.*\n\n\"Seems like it worked, boss.\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would carefully analyze each individual. Apparently, she wouldn't have much of a problem with the vampire, but the Oni would definitely prevent her from reaching out to the alchemist. She then bent down and leaned her back against the wall of the hut, some thoughts racing through her mind. She would then wait a little longer to be able to act, since she needed to know what 'worked'." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The alchemist would speak up.*\n\n\"You ok, honey?\"\n\n*The vampire would reply back. It seems like they have a relationship.*\n\n\"I-I'm fine, dear. Just that the process feels so good, but I end up so tired afterward...\"\n\n*The undead Oni would do nothing, except move a bit.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "*Process of what...?* Mai thought and peeked through the window again, taking advantage of her natural traits and trying to not be noticed by one of them. Apparently the alchemist had blood running down from his neck. It could mean only one thing... But, why would him want that? And the vampire and him seemed to have a relationship, which Mai could take advantage of if none of her plans worked." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The undead Oni would seemingly sniff the air.*\n\n\"Hey boss? I think someone's here.\"\n\n*The alchemist would respond.*\n\n\"You sure you don't smell another bear again, Dangar?\"\n\n\"I'm sure of it. There's less fur on this one. Smells nice too.\"\n\n\"Alright, go check it out, then?\"\n\n*Mai would be able to hear the undead Oni walk closer and closer to the window. It was now or never.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai took a deep breath when she heard that her presence was noticed by the Oni. She would then wait patiently while she felt his steps with her back against the wall. It was her chance. Her claws would extend, hoping that they could feel flesh again. If the Oni stuck his head out the window when trying to look for her, Mai would look up and attack him with her claws, towards his head. If possible, she would try to hit his eyes." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The Oni would look out the window, looking far and wide, oblivious to the woman under him.*\n\n\"I swear I smelled a woman...\"\n\n*And then it hits him. Literally. Sharp steel claws, well, claw his left eye out. However, he simply ignores it, and looks down at the assassin. It looks like he's immune to pain.*\n\n\"Hey, rude.\"\n\n*He would then thrust at her with the longsword. Meanwhile, movement can be heard from inside. It sounds like the man is moving his darling behind him.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "*Oh no...* Mai thought before rolling over to the side, hoping the sword wouldn't hurt her. She would then get up quickly and face the Oni, realizing that pain does not affect him. Well, now she would have to find a way to kill him... Although, the alchemist was a necromancer, so anyway she had to try to focus the man inside the house instead of the Oni." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Rustling can be heard, and the feminine voice speaks.*\n\n\"I-is there someone outside? Now?\"\n\n*The man would reply.*\n\n\"It does seem like someone's here. It's alright, we'll take care of her, and we can go back to bed. Dangar!\"\n\n*The Oni would begin to move inside. Looks like Mai lost her aspect of surprise.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Since she no longer had the element of surprise in her attack, Mai would wait until Oni came outside, as fighting with that thing inside a not-so-large hut would not be a good idea." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The Oni would stay back, knowing that his priority was to protect his boss.*\n\n\"Don't worry boss. You'll be fine!\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai needed a way to draw the Oni to her. Her right hand ran over her thigh and took one of her throwing knives, pointing it towards the window, and if possible towards the couple, throwing it as closer to the two as possible." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As Mai launches her knives, the metal blades would stick themselves in the massive round shield. It seems like the oni's too close for any ranged attacks. Looks like she'll have to go in.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai, seeing that the Oni would protect them from ranged attacks, decided to approach them. When getting closer to them, and ending up entering the hut, she would wait for the Oni to attack her. Since she was apparently faster than him, it was better to wait and see his position." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"A woman? I didn't expect a female assassin. The boss must have sent you, huh. I expected an army.\"\n\n*Once in the hut, it would actually prove to be quite spacious, about 20 feet to move around on either side. The Oni would wait about 10 feet in front of her. Various potions and liquids rested in glass bottles on the right wall.*\n\n*The vampire would seem to be covering herself up with the bedsheets, a bit fearful. The alchemist would be tying up a robe, his chest bare. It seems like it was the only thing he had at the moment. The Oni would keep his sword and shield trained on Mai, the two steel daggers sticking out.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai smirked at the alchemist's words, her blue eyes alternating between the Oni and the couple behind him. She would then move slowly towards the potions, taking the weirdest one there. She would then look at it, and then at the alchemist.\n\n\"What is this for?\"\n\nDespite looking a little silly asking questions instead of fighting, Mai wanted to know if something there could help her, from her vision of the expression the alchemist did, indicating whether it was something important or not. After all, it would be difficult to fight that Oni face to face." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The alchemist would smile.*\n\n\"You don't know, do you? Many of the potions there are mundane, only working for specific people. Many others also only work when consumed, and it's not fun.\"\n\n*The wight would speak up.*\n\n\"What's your business here? If you want to fight, fight. If you want to steal, steal.\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "It looked like she had no choice, Mai would have to fight that thing in front of her. Despite knowing that it would not be easy, she decided to show that she was not afraid of him, after all, showing weakness would only make it worse. She smiled again and faced the Oni, slowly approaching him. The only thing she expected was to see what he was doing, since she couldn't risk attacking him and being hit by the sword. She had to find a way to end his weapons... Her claws would extend again, ready to attack or react." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Very well.\"\n\n*The Oni would begin to walk towards the woman, towering over her. He stabs at her using the longsword holding his shield in front of his torso.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Upon seeing Oni stabbing her, Mai would try to dodge to the side, despite not having much speed dodging things. She would then, wounded or not, try to hit the oni's arm that held the sword with her claws. And if possible, move away from him a little to reposition herself." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The hulk of a demon would prove to be quite slow compared to the assassin, ignoring the large claws creating deep gouges on his gray flesh. He would perform a vertical slash at Mai's neck level, but her reposition allows her to move out of the way.*\n\n*The alchemist's hands glow purple. It seems like he wants Mai out, now. He launches a sphere of dark energy at the intruder.*\n```Plague bolt cast```" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would try to dodge again, now from the alchemist's attack, dodging to the left. So, if she was successful, she would try to hit the Oni again, now aiming at his other eye. If she had been hit by the alchemist's spell, she would have backed off and waited for a next attack." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Mai is able to swiftly dodge the plague bolt, and as she leaps and tries to claw at the other eye, the oni moves his shield in the way, her claws digging into the wood. He raises the shield high, and tries to slam Mai into the floor. The alchemist does nothing as Mai has placed the oni between the two.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would have the advantage that the Oni raised his shield, and would raise her leg to support on his arm, her claws sinking into the skin of the arm that held the sword. After that, she would try to move her leg towards his head, taking advantage of the fact that he was unprotected, Mai would at least try to hit his eye if possible. If this attack was a failure, she would try to retract her claws and move away from the shield, towards the alchemist and the woman." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Mai's claws would create deep cuts into the wight's flesh, the arm now obviously starting to fall apart, but no other damage could be done. The oni steps back as fast as he can to protect his master, but the alchemist is already prepared. His hands crackle with lightning as a lightning bolt is fired at the assassin.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "That way Mai will end up getting tired of trying so hard to dodge what they were trying to hit her with. She would try, once again, to dodge from what the alchemist was throwing at her. If it were a success, Mai would approach the oni, taking advantage that he was without one arm, she would try to hit him again, aiming for his eye." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The wight's forearm would fall off from Mai's deep gouges, the sword clattering to the ground. He doesn't feel it though, and as Mai lunges for his eye, the Oni punches using the round shield, catching her right in the gut.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Upon being hit, Mai would retreat a little, looking quickly at the spot where the shield hit. *Ouch...* How good that her knives on the shield didn't hit her. She would then try to advance again towards the Oni, this time aiming directly at his shield, attacking him with the claws of her hands." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Mai's steel claws would dig into the shield, metal carving into wood. The Oni wouldn't be able to hit her as her claws had, cut off his arm, and would simply try to shake the shield.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would then, dig her feet claws into the shield, retracting her hands claws and climbing up the shield. If she wasn't interrupted, Mai would try to reach the Oni's arm and use the claws of her hands to attack him." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The Oni, seeing that Mai was on the shield, moves his head back to dodge the swipe, then attempts to use his horns and try and slam them down on her. If he misses, they'll hit the shield instead, but the bone is tough.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would try to dodge his horns, retracting her claws quickly and moving her body to the side. If she succeeded, she would try to grab the Oni's horns and be pulled when he moved his head. So, she would try to hit his head, now with the claws of her feet." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Mai would be able to grab onto the Oni's horns and her claws would stab into his skull, but it looks like she hasn't killed him. The Oni tries to slam the shield, his head, and Mai into the ground. The alchemist would sigh.*\n\n\"How hard is it to kill one girl?\"\n\n*He would launch a purple sphere at her.*\n```Plague Bolt cast```" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would try to dodge, *Again*, jumping to the side and trying to stay a little far from the Oni and the alchemist. She would hope she could dodge the sphere the man threw at her. If successful, she would throw her head back slightly, fixing the bangs of her hair. A smirk would form on her lips.\n\n\"I think you're underestimating this 'girl'.\"\n\nShe would try to take advantage, that perhaps the oni was repositioning itself, and would throw her last knife at the woman and the alchemist." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Seems like I have.\"\n\n*The alchemist doesn't get a chance to say more, as he tries to block the incoming throw with his arm. Yelling in pain, his hand and eyes glow fiery orange, and a blast of flames hurtles towards the assassin.*\n```Fireblast cast```" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would roll to the side, hoping that at least there was no burn on her skin. After that she would close her eyes for a few seconds, breathing deeply and concentrating. Thus, Mai would transform into a large black panther, with the length of 2 meters and 80 centimeters, from the snout to the tail. Her clothes would fall to the floor. With a roar, Mai would run towards the couple, trying hard not to have to fight the Oni.\n```Panther Transformation Cast (-20 Mana) - Mana Remaining: 100/120```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The fireblast would prove to be not wise enough so that Mai would be able to get out of the way, with some slightly singed clothing. The alchemist is pretty mad now, since the assassin had been dodging all his attacks, but is forced to put up a protective aura around him as a black panther leaps on top of him. The vampire screams, scooting back, trying to get away.*\n\n*Meanwhile, it looks like the Oni has gotten himself stuck in the floorboards. The blaze has set his foot on fire, as well as the surrounding area.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The Panther would then try to dig her claws into the alchemist, realizing he had cast a defensive spell. After that, she would aim for the vampire. Mai would run and jump on her, assuming she wasn't with any spell, and would try to dig her claws into her legs, trying to make the vampire no longer have a way to escape so easily." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The vampire would try to wrestle the large panther out of the way, but it would prove ineffective. However, the aura protects him, such that he's able to launch an electric bolt right into Mai's face, burning her cheek. The vampire would try to jump off the bed, but she screams in pain as the claws sink into her calf.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would jump to the side, which was not on fire, and would move her head a little when she was hit in the face. Upon recovering a little from the mild shock, the panther would run towards the alchemist and attack him with its claws, aiming directly into his eyes. If it didn't work, Mai would just try to bite one of his hands if possible." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Mai is able to jump back from the man after taking the point blank bolt, and he immediately turns and tries to bandage his partner's wounds using the bedsheets. She cries out in pain.*\n\n\"Please, make it stop!\"\n\n*The bandaging would stop as Mai's claws sink into the man's neck, not outright killing him, but definitely putting him out of commission. Both he and the Oni stop struggling. The vampire would get on her knees, holding her hands up to the intruder.*\n\n\"Please, please don't kill him! We'll do whatever you ask please! I know that he cheated the boss, but we'll do whatever it takes to fix this!\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would bite the woman's arm, not so hard as not to cause too much damage, and then drag her out of the hut. She wouldn't care much about the vampire, because the woman was exhausted and hurt, if she ran away she wouldn't be able to get far. Then she would drag the alchemist out of the house, being careful not to burn herself with the fire. And then, she would go in and transform again, putting on her clothes quickly before the fire reached her. She would leave the oni there to burn.\n\n\"You better follow me, otherwise you and your love here will die.\"\n\nMai stared into the vampire's eyes, one of her hands grabbing on the arm which wasn't hurt, and her free hand would grab the Alchemist's arm as well, dragging the two toward the man from earlier." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "\"Of-of course\"\n\n*The vampire would continue without resistance, while the alchemist would turn out to be unconscious. Eventually, she would get to the robed figure from before.*\n\n\"I was confident that you could do it. Good job.\"\n\n*He would hand her a bag. Inside would be 15 gold pieces.*\n\n\"As stated. 600 silver for every living person, 300 dead. The boss hopes to work with you again in the future.\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai nodded to the figure, a smirk forming on her lips as she took the bag of gold. She would drop the alchemist in front of him, and pushing the woman next to him. Her hand throwing the bag to the air and catching it again.\n\n\"It was a pleasure to work with you. And thank you. Maybe in the future I would like to work for 'the boss' again.\" \n\nShe would walk toward a near town, waving at the two behind her without looking back. Apparently, she was happy." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "```Quest complete, 15 gold and 1.5 UP awarded```" } ]

[ { "author": "Equila Gryphonheart", "message": "*The knight, limping, walked out of the forest onto a rough dirt road going on the edge of a meadow. After a while of standing, motionless, she took off the helmet and dropped it onto the path. She sighed and kneeled, picking it up, then slowly walked along the road, staggering. Wiping blood stains off her face, she continued walking in hope of finding a village - or at least meeting someone that could help her get to one. Equila hoped someone other than her escaped the massacre and would wander somewhere around that forest - and so she continued following the dirt path, in hope of coming across the supposed survivors.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*A single Chair was semingly walking...? Trought the forest in the same path that equila, even tough he was a few metter in front of the knight, whatever this chair might be it didn't notice the presence of the knight or was just ignoring it, continuing is walking down the path, perhaps it knew where was the next town, perhaps it was just an illusion,perhaps it is a dangerous beast that will attack the knight at first sight, but nothing was certain about this walking chair.*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Over hills green as the springtime a boy was chasing a lonely cloud, white as snow it bleated as his soft voice came out with childish merriment. One day soon he would adore to capture the lonely little lamb for a time ago cross the sea those he once held before roamed this realm together with him, his flock of sheep creatures he had grown attached toward a time ago. The lone scamp wore a dingy cloak thrown over his body his arms wrapped in gauze as he stumbled awkwardly toward the lonesome wooly creature, his dull grey eyes' seemed nearly devoid of any sort of life yet something still beat in his chest pushing him forward as he attempted to capture the lonely creature his intent was pure. Yet even so no matter how kind a persons gesture may very well be a young animal acted upon instinct it was retreating worried the barefoot young one was after him for sustenance, as he wandered after the lonely white cloud sometime soon he would stumble through the path where a person garbed in shimmering steel trudged. \n\nFithoras' clumsy body stumbled nearly falling over upon his knees as his face tore from the sheep, his features twisting from bewilderment toward which seemed worry seeing her caused his heart to skip like the fleeting lambs' body. As he fell over backward tufts of his own fluffy white hair hanging over his features landing upon his rump he would attempt to shuffle himself aback from the approaching knight as though he feared her a slight bleat broke from his lips. By instinct the youth threw his hands up defensively a curious light seemed to nearly permeate his rugged cloak the wooden staff he had clutched rolled off harmlessly from his grasp, he couldn't even work anything off of his tongue for the merely seeing this lands form of knight terrified the boy which smelt of sap." }, { "author": "Equila Gryphonheart", "message": "*A regular chair in the middle of a pathway would be puzzling, to say the least. But a walking chair... The explanation for this was simple - magic. Equila did not know much about it, but she was pretty sure it's not something to be meddled with. Placing her hand on the dagger's handle, ready to draw the weapon at any time, she approached the chair cautiously. But it seemed unintelligent, focused only on walking forward. And then, she noticed someone else - a boy, looking like a shepherd.*\n\"There's no need to be afraid...\" *She said, quietly.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*The Chair might have seemed unintelligent for the knight but it was far from the truth, as he heard the sound of the twigs and leaves crunching from the steps of the knight and the talking that was hapening a few metter behind him, he would of course turn around to see who was stalking him too see a dude whit an armor and a hand near the daggers handle and a boy behind him*\n``who the fuck are the both of you.. Let me guess, you are either bounty hunters, or hunters, because i don't know who else who try to sneak up on me like a total creep whit their HAND on the handle of their daggers.``\n*He would then mumble to himself*\n``can't i have ONE fucking day whitout having someone either anoying me or trying to murder me for a few coins``" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "The childs lips dared not break for he was faced by naught one, but two peculiar strangers stood before a face brimming with uncertainty. For he had learned each and every person he had come cross upon his journey in this 'other world' brandished naught a warm gesture instead brandishing their blades and fingers, labeling him as something 'undead' even if it weren't entirely the truth. Often did people judge which they could clearly see before their eyes', just as a gentle shepherd did toward him this woman was nothing more than another of those whom chased him away like a mere rat. Fithora hesitated his reckless spirit urged him to topple upon his knees reaching for his lost oaken staff, cradling it betwixt his dirtied thumbs shying his face into his shoulders.\n\nFithora felt unease near any soul whom wore plate armor within the Salvanian area and yet even a simple bundle of words ushered so carefully into his ears was enough to encourage the boy to reconsider his feelings. He was such a gullible creature not yet accustomed toward the greyer scale this realm could dip into a piece of a much more childish aspect, his luminescent greys' shifted toward her meeting the woman's gaze for a passing second he bumbled out through his throat. \"T-truly this tis ever so removed from t-thee feelings of ire t'witch fuel thee fires of those awful clumps of sod...? O' yet mine wooly friend t'was scared b-betwixt... O' O' t'whats' this?!!!\" The childs interest seemed to peak as he heard the foul words pour from the crude hunk of furniture, his eyes' sparkled as he stumbled upward pushing caution toward the wind his bare toes trampled toward where the four legged creature sat. His body wouldn't stop moving he kept walking around it staring at the thing tempted to simply jump upon the chair, such words as fuck and so forth weren't common cuss words where the Macen had stumbled from he jumped as it spoke further. \"Fuck! T'what funny words it doth pour, hmm... Yet mine tongue tingles\n\nTis nearly like thee earthen mother doth tell me naught to spittle such words! Truly you doth remind me of what thee kindly soothers of Gaia oft told me whilst checking upon mine health... A story where a magus could usher life within brooms, chairs and ever ever so much more!\" He was so giddy the boy neglected to answer a single question that brushed into his ears it was as though he had cotton stuffed into them, Fithora would bounce up and down splashing in the mud preparing to pounce atop the living chair if the chair named chair wished to not be ridden by a energetic youth he would do well to shift himself out of the boys way." } ]

[ { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Chair would side step a bit to his right to make it so the child wouldn't be able to jump on him, making the child land in the mud if he tried to, after that chair would say in a slightly angry tone*\n``try to jump or get on me and i'll burn you and this wholle forest down to ashes... And no, i didn't see anyone exept you two creeps in those woods,now if you excuse me i'm gonna leave, i got better things to do than to talk whit people that where stalking me and trying to jump into me.``\n*After this short talk chair would turn back and continue walking the way he was going, hopping not getting stalked again.*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "Bursting with boundless energy the young buck threw himself forward planning to land belly first atop the cranky old hunk of sentient wood. Fithoras' lungs exploded with simple childish delight proclaiming through his throat \"Ha ha! I shall tame thee wild beast, hitherto this place I shall discover!\" His legs hunched downward as he pounced forward like a cat attempting to throw himself atop the chairs' cushion, only for his body to be thrown into the dirt a gorgeous array of mud flew through the air spreading like little rained droplets those who stood near the explosive youths' antics would surely be doused in flecks of wet sloppy earth. Fithoras' whole face was soiled by the dirt as he lifted himself he would only make matters worse as he shook himself like a dog, causing droplets of dirt to ricochet off of his fluffy white locks something slipped from his hood a fat thick ponytail one which trailed down toward the 4' 7\" Scamps thighs. The thick rope of hair was bundled together by silver bracers keeping them tucked together as tight as a croset hugging around someone's body, instead of sounds of despair the boy was giggling he found getting dirty a utter delight his body would instantly bound back up those eyes' glittering with childish merriment upon the chair. \"You art slippery as a floundering carp gasping for air! Heh heh, t'would seem I am thee one whomst got to revel in the dirt like a hog, I shall catch you yet and we shall see whomst gets roasted!\" \n\nSilly boy he was utterly absent toward the legitimacy of the chairs' threat, he thought this was no more than some form of delightful game. Why as the self absorbed furniture proclaimed they were stalking him Fithoras' giddy\n\nExpression melted away feigning a look which seemed to shout he was utterly lost. \"Nay t'was naught thee t'witch mine bare toes slapped thee earthen floor fore, t'was mine friend a white creature brimming with wooly delight he tis likely one of thine flock you doth seek! Yes we should save thee kindly lamb he perchance trotted where thee magical chair doth plod his hooves.\" The boy soaked cared not if he was dripping in earth he seemed far more eager to hunt the sheep which he had been chasing through the woods, but he paused taking a moment to glimpse his lifeless grey eyes cross Equilas' injuries she seemed hurt akin toward his father coming home. \"Gosh your body tis laced with crimson brambles... Much like mine pappa dragging his feet upon our stoop, t'what happened truly? A skirmish mayhaps like thee ones depicted in fables eld...\" He paused taking a good moment to think something popped inside his skull making him jump as he proclaimed. \" O' mayhaps we should traverse back to ensure thee other wooly friends art well!\"" }, { "author": "unwrd.", "message": "*(( sjsjs Fithoras is so wholesome, i must adopt ))*" } ]

[ { "author": "Equila Gryphonheart", "message": "\"You're a walking chair, and it's me who's the creep here? Really?\" *She said, a bit annoyed - which could be easily recognised from the tone of her voice. Honestly. What was this piece of wood even thinking to insult a knight? The knight continued walking... For a few seconds.*\n\"I wouldn't try to jump on him, kid... Messing with magic is not a wise choice.\" *She said to the boy, who was still trying to mount the living piece of furniture. Then she started walking - and again it lasted for a few seconds, as the boy pointed out the fact that Equila was, well, covered in blood.*\n\"I wouldn't call it a skirmish.\" *She said - which was partially true. What happened in the forest was not a skirmish, it was a bloodbath. And Equila really did not want to talk about this, especially not with this boy.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "``says the one whit a hand always near their dagger and covered whit blood,now leave me alone and stop trying to follow me,or get on me..``\n*Chair would say continuing to walk away,it seems like trying to be \"Smarter than him\" Wouldn't work,nor did he seem to care about the boy's story, best thing would be to let him go away but perhaps he knows the location the a nearby town*" }, { "author": "knotknotty", "message": "The unkempt spark of energy seemed a touch tied against two pulling ends of a string, one which urged him to capture the chair in their supposed game the other to seek out the rest of the lambs bleating flock. His body begun to pace back and forth between the two forces looking toward their plodding chair toward the silver lady laced in flecks of crimson, it spattered cross the nooks and crannies of her armor invading every crevasse. Toward someone still rather new toward the outside world such a chilling sight was enough to make him think twice about enacting any sort of heroic actions, but still Fithora wasn't entirely a boy of logic he followed his heart to ensure a flock of his favorite animals were indeed still breathing encouraged him beyond any smidge of fear. Eventually in time he did begin to slow his pacing hearing words meant to seep into his ears, he would flinch looking up toward her but his gaze seemed to be weary of the woman. \"O-O' like you t'would know thee truth mayhaps he tis simply grouchy budding thee s-same feelings as someone eeever so close toward me a-and need to feel thee warm lick of life upon his cold wooden body... Surely there tis a friendly gospel of Gaia just bout the birches bend.\" Fithora neglected the womans wisdom he seemed to believe the chair simply needed a hug to brighten his day, to simply feel that touch it was so comforting toward him why not another?\n\nWith that he promptly turned toward the chair trotting up toward it to try and give it a little hug, hoping that would ease its grouchy mood. He wouldn't stop stumbling after it his legs moving like a wobbly lambs. Though as she spoke once more into his ears would the boy usher out his voice\n\nCurious by which she spoke if it weren't a skirmish then what? HIs feet would begin to slow looking toward her as he still moved uttering out. \"N-nay? But surely if there art a flock which you doth seek tis ever much much more wiser to seek out thee enchanter fore they t'would likely hold a firmer grasp upon Gaias soothing t-touch...\" His face seemed to grow bashful looking away from the woman what he said next showed the boy held a hole in his heart, for he held little confidence in himself. \"T-than I ever really had... Mine is akin toward chasing a scared lamb... Art mine words naught true? Huh art they... Huh?\" He showed her a certain amount of distrust in the way he spoke and yet that energy still shone through as he spoke impatiently awaiting an answer." } ]

[ { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Chair was walking on this path again after doing what he wanted hin the last town, he didn't want to stay in a area for too long.*\n*It would be basicly a death wish whit the bounty hunter he must have looking for him basicly everywhere to stay in one place, it's not whitout a doubt is that he tries to be \"Hyper-aware\" Of his surounding to not fall into a trap, to think that all of those was caused just because he protected himself from an asshole of a elve*\n\n*Chair hearing the crunches of leaves and twigs comming straight at him fast he would of course start to run away, he was of course slower than momo so he was caught up.*\n*He would of course do a sharp turn going straight out of the path to directly hit a tree, since he isn't fast and the sharp turn took a loot of speed he didn't quite hit the tree hard enought to hurt him or turn him back into a human,it was more like he walked into the tree than ran into it*\n``LEAVE ME ALONE,GOD DAMNIT IM NOT A SUMMON YOU IDIOT``" }, { "author": "Momo Chabashira", "message": "Momo instinctively flinches when the animated furniture whacks itself into a tree! He tries to approach the chair but it began to yell and insult him! Although, the insults and yelling flew by Momo's head. \n\n\"You're not a summon? Then what are you?\" Momo has eagerness and genuine curiosity in his tone. His eyes lit up while maintaining a safe distance away from the chair." }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Chair would make a loud sigh as the one that chased him, in fact, didn't leave him alone*\n``...Can't i have a single fucking day where i don't get asked question or someone trying to kill me... LISTEN, i'm just a dude in a chair transformation, got it? Now leave me be and go away``" }, { "author": "Momo Chabashira", "message": "Momo pouts at Chair's hostile response yet still stands his onw ground. He continues to try to stay in front of Chair's path. \n\n\"I don't get it. If you're a chair trying to be left alone, why not hide with a bunch of other chairs?\"" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Chair would react to what momo said whit*\n``because if i stay in one spot for too long,the bounty hunters chasing will end up catching up,finding me and KILL ME, and the cushion is literaly my mouth, so if someone sit on me i literaly eat their ass either i want it or not, was that all your question, can i go now before they find me again forcing me to burn down another forest to escape!?!``" }, { "author": "Momo Chabashira", "message": "Momo puffs up his face with a pout. \"I don't get it still!\" He says in a frustrated tone and brings both hands to his cheeks. Momo was still processing the whole idea of a chair transformation, a lot of questions popping up into his head. Yet his mood quickly changes as his hands lightly slap both cheeks to make an inspired smile.\n\n\"But that just makes it more interesting! People are chasing you? Let me help, let me help!\" Momo giddily summons an ofuda in his hand. It is quickly consumed by a harmless yellow flame and the attempt to cast Rat Spirit (Fleet Floot) on Chair is activated. \n\"Let's run away together Mr.Chair!\" Momo hops up and down for a bit, clapping his hands together in excitement!" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Hearing what momo had to say, chair was confused, for once someone didn't try to kill him or sit on him, someone tried to help him, he had completely gave up on the idea of recruiting people in his quest to get revenge on zalgar, and there, is what seemed to be a fae, offering to help him when he was understandibly an asshole to... Her?*\n*Chair after getting back to himself would say*\n``uuhm, alwrite then, follow me uhm... Fae?``\n*He would of course not reject the buff and start to run the way he would have walked if he wasn't interupted by momo*" }, { "author": "Momo Chabashira", "message": "Momo would almost move out of the way for Chair to lead the way on their little runaway escape until Mr.Chair mentioned Momo's race. Momo immediately snaps his hands to cover his ears. The giddy nature suddenly drops and a blank expression now stares down at Chair. \n\nHe stares. \nFor a few seconds. \nHe grips on his ears till they *Hurt*.\n\nThen Momo lets go and blushes in embarrassment. Momo moves out of Chair's way.\n\n\"Okay! Take the lead Mr.Chair! I'll buff us along the way! Do you want me to carry you Mr.Chair? I have quiet footsteps.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Ro'Shan", "message": "*Deep within the wilds where nature is most prevalent was where Ro'Shan currently resided in. With keen and cautious eyes one would be able to see him within the trees staring intently at his surroundings while keeping watch with a rudimentary spear on his hand ready to throw, the object seemed to just be a long stick and at the tip was a sharp pointy stone wedged inside and kept there with hand made rope. The man's body was elven in nature yet large, rugged and hairy unlike the well known high elves and fae. He was muscular and wore very little actual clothing simply a cloth to cover the unmentionables while adorned in wolf pelts and animal talismans. Snakes surrounded the area where he was slithering up trees or hiding within the ground's foliage.....He was hunting for prey, he was hunting for today's meal and he was ready to pounce and attack on any animal that was nearby. Ro'Shan had already attacked a few critters but he needed something more filling in the stomach so he could survive the next day's travel towards the so called \"City*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi is sitting right at the top of a tree, overlooking the wilderness below.\n\nShe listens to the birds chirping, the soft rustle of the leaves above as the wind blows, gently pushing them around and playing its song of the forest, and idly watches the ground beneath her. It's still as ever, almost eerily so. Of course, Hitoshi's keen hearing is able to pick up on much more sounds. She leans off the tree for a bit to try to look for what she thinks is a deer... Before giving up. Not really worth the time. The wilderness really is a nice place just to catch your thoughts and let go of the world for just a moment before plunging back into the endless struggle of the real world, you know? Would've been better to do all this at nighttime, but... What can you do?\n\nHitoshi then files through her pockets for a moment, finding the note she'd written for herself. It was a job she'd taken about a cult needing to be either killed or captured... Wow, that takes her back. She still remembers the days of the Cult of Aventurr, the days when everyone in the street would be yelling, ranting and raving about hearing it and of how evil it was. They often took sacrifices, and slaughtered people indiscriminately.\n\nOf course, Hitoshi never got involved. In hindsight, maybe she should have. Maybe this new cult is somehow related? Who knows? Hitoshi writes that down on the sheet, actually.\n\nHitoshi doesn't notice Ro'Shan yet. Although her hearing is keen, it's not that keen... Yet. She eventually gets off her tree, finally making herself visible, and wanders off, finding herself in Ro'Shan's territory. ~~I have no Hawkeye and Listener 2 wouldn't have much effect if he's holding his breath and staying completely still~~*" }, { "author": "Ro'Shan", "message": "*As the figure began walking into his territory Ro'Shan's eyes widened. He almost threw his spear directly towards the person luckily he realized that this was no animal to hunt yet another person like him! But... Different with strange animal ears and tail very confusing. He'd place his spear on this quiver like pouch behind his back where four other similar spears were contained. Quickly he'd jump off of the tree landing on his four limbs so that he was a 5 or so meters away from them before doing the greeting that he was taught* \n\n\"H-Hello... Who you?\" *Ro'Shan would say in a gruff yet curious tone, it was clear he wasn't exactly good at speaking or language but he was trying very hard. As he spoke to this person the snakes that were hiding within the foliage and trees would begin to reveal themselves there were four snakes quick moving and were all about 3 meters long. Two of which were colored very strangely with stark white scales and piercing red eyes, they all began to gather around the animalistic man as he tried to make sense of this animal person. Should he eat them? Do they taste like normal meat? He expected to meet new people but not these kinds of people, he did remember Lilian say that there were all kinds of people who even look like animals not just elves but this was still so strange!*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "**Oh shit.**\n\n*The woman facing Ro'Shan would be a lithe, short Kitsune woman, with brown eyes and a brown tail. Her hair isn't visible, owing to her hood. In general, the Kitsune wears concealing clothes, tinted a strange blue, although unbeknownst to the elf it is fully capable of becoming an incredibly useful stealth suit. As of right now, Hitoshi's face is mostly concealed by her cowl and face mask, and the only way one could tell her emotions besides her eyes would be through her tail, which is positioned low and slowly wagging, or her ears, peeping out the top of her hood and hugging her head tightly.\n\nShe faces the hulk of a man in front of her. Some kind of tribesman, wearing tattered, filthy furs and little else. Even if his ears aren't visible, Hitoshi can immediately notice the complete lack of any flaws on the man's skin, something only elves have... Usually, anyway. And no high elf Hitoshi's ever met would actually be this... Not... Arrogant? Yeah. Steppe elf for sure. Elf built like a boulder.\n\nHitoshi notices the snakes slowly surrounding her, and adjusts herself to run if need be. She's got a bad feeling about this situation... But for now, she decides to play it safe.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"Uhh... Me... Not bad. Me nice.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Hitoshi motions to herself every time she says \"Me\", and gives a thumbs up when she says \"Nice\". After all, the man clearly barely spoke any Silnari Standard, so she has to treat him the way she was treated when she was starting out learning it herself. Himself at the time.\n\nWhen you're as poor at a language as he was at the time, and Ro'Shan clearly is now, your mind scrambles for any alternate clue besides the words spoken as to what anyone means. Hitoshi can definitely remember staring at a few people in utter confusion until he found an alternate method of understanding them.\n\nMaybe a little bit of miming with the hands could help? It certainly helped Hitoshi a lot when she was still poor at Silnari. Even now, she sometimes needs a little help, and her actual knowledge of the language still only scrapes the surface.*" }, { "author": "Ro'Shan", "message": "\"O-Okay I am Ro'Shan. Nice to meet you.\" *Surprisingly this sentence was actually fairly understandable and the way he said it felt like he was much more confident with the sentence. This was because the sentence was something he had rehearsed many times in the past when communicating with Lilian. After the sentence he'd reach out his hand for a hand shake while his head examined her closely and intently. The strange tail wagging and moving about was curious, did they have a wolf inside them? But why did they move with their hands so much it was strange Lilian didn't teach him that, was moving his hands about something that he had to do when talking now? Talking to new people is hard he thought to himself but also not really cause he wouldn't be able to express that through words*\n\n\"Me also not bad. I am hunt for food and meat! Have to go to city find meaning of life.\" *The snakes would go back to the trees slithering and hissing as they waited for more prey to just come by their area so they could attack it and bring to Ro'Shan. As he stared at this person he examined their strange clothing, why were they wearing so much things? Were they cold? But their pelt is so thin would barely warm up anyone. Everything about this person was just confusing and different, even more different than the elves in Tanuar.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Yeah, Hitoshi assumed as much with the former sentence. However... Meaning of life in the city? What's that supposed to mean?\n\nHitoshi tilts her head and scratches her face, before pulling the cowl down from her face as she wonders about what to say to the man.\n\nThe meaning of life is a bizarre thing to look for in the city, isn't it? The never ending movement on the streets of New Salvania and the everlasting struggle to stay afloat is not exactly where Hitoshi would look if she wanted to know the meaning of life, that's for sure. The city was, in Hitoshi's eyes, the opposite of what this man is asking for. It's her haven, sure, with there always being a place to get work or something to do, but no way would this tribesman enjoy it, surely...*\n\n*Hitosji eventually notices the man looking at her tail, and stops wagging it, now a little self conscious. In general, Hitoshi has always been a little self conscious of her heritage. Proud, sure. But it's hard not to notice the weird looks you get on the street, and how alien you look compared to everyone else. Hitoshi has never lived in a place where she wasn't a minority, and where she's always been, Oriates were seen as strange, almost pathetic creatures.*\n\n*Hitoshi decides to address the point about the city.*" }, { "author": "Hitoshi Hisikawa, the Salamander", "message": "\"I... I am from city. I can show you the way... If you want?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Oh Gods, Hitoshi starts listening to herself talk, and she sounds so patronising. But whatever. It's either this or the tribesman doesn't understand a word she says.*" }, { "author": "Ro'Shan", "message": "\"Yes! I want to find city!\" *Ro'Shan would nod his head rapidly upon having this person offer to show him where the city is.* \"I need to hunt for food and meat when travel.\" *He would inform the tail person as he began taking one of the rudimentary spears on his back and just readying himself to throw it at any animal that comes by. He tapped his stomach towards before exclaiming to her* \" I am hungry.\" *Quickly he'd rush up back to one of the trees and look about the area just searching. Its been a while since he was actually able to hunt since he's just been walking and walking and walking alot. He didn't really know where he wanted to go just that he wanted to be where lots of people were and find out what to do with his life. His life back in the tribe was incredibly dull and uninteresting so the prospect of just more people to interact with and a wider world for him to visit and explore sounds very enticing* \"Have to be quiet and wait for animal\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "*Waiting for animals? Alright. Hitoshi draws her own composite bow, nocking an arrow and climbing up a nearby tree, utilising her unnatural stealth to her advantage. If he wants any help, that's cool. Although the man seems competent enough to do this himself.*\n\n*If he doesn't need help, she'll just wait until he's done with the hunt.*\n\n~~Tempted to nab a GM for us tbh~~" } ]

[ { "author": "Luminya", "message": "*The feeling of not being safe at Hynes side got even stronger as she walked through the gates and entered the wilds*\n*Still Acting like she didn't suspected a thing, she asked* \"Shouldn't the inytiation be inside the city? It wouldn't be that smyart to do it out here\"\n*Luminya quietly took her dagge, trying to make almost no noises at all, and hold it hided it in her sleeve, being ready to defend herself at anytime*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Along the hike Hynes had overheard an original distressing noise, she wasn't certain exactly what it was or what could've caused it but it was the reason she had originally followed the particular path out of the city. As Hynes settled out she paced herself to the bickering ambience she heard a few hikes away. Perhaps by this time she had been tracking a different group of people, or animals. Whatever made her stand up and uncoincidentally suddenly chase after the noise was bewildering to her.\nShe still had her priority of the neko in mind but curiosity had taken the better of her for a brief moment. However at the end of the day what could she lose, it's not like she's going to run into one of her former clan mates all the way in the dense forests of the mercer land. Along the way she lost herself and spaced out thinking of the bigger picture. Where was she really going, was she just wasting her time all along. She had her way to deal with this sort of consciousness, *Take things one day at a time*.Don't worry about things ahead of you if you have problems right in front. At least this kept her quiet and motivated most of the time, but it never stopped her thinking about her past; despite how much she wanted to just run. Perhaps that's what kept her going, the thought of running away from her problems. She herself\n\nCould never face it, she didn't blame herself either cause she knew no one else could face it; it's not her fault. Finding herself pausing she looked out flinching, turning her head she was abruptly paused by the leap of a bunny rabbit. Growing a smirk she chuckled to herself before continuing to trace the origin of the noise. It was another day. Another. Fucking. Day. Though unlike any other day, this one is not so quite an irritating one. At least the lush forests, green pastures and cooling breeze calmed herself, unlike the times she had to go to this ice desert of a land. A land once known to be full with beauty and life... Or so the legends of ages past have said it was. Tightening her grip she let out a disappointing long breath, speaking out softly to herself as she continued to walk. Whispering quietly to herself she spoke out.\n\n'Oh Hynes, can you go five steps before rethinking your life choices all of the sudden. Just- relax, maybe you'll find peace then. Or find a hobby- or a man, Oh what am I saying. Just find something one day to take your mind off things and just live. Hmmph.'\n\nA short while further into her walk, the sun had just begun to flare up over the distant horizon and cast a deep indigo shade over the sky. Along with that, Hynes could have sworn that the air itself was beginning to thicken, and with that she knew instantly that their problems were yet to be dealt with. With a scowl, she'd put her\n\nHead down so that the little light that was cast over her from the rising sun wouldn't touch her face. Of course she was never in danger however it was probably safer to avoid as much contact with the sun, if at all; who knows maybe down the line she'll come to thank herself for her actions. Though she did worry about being too pale, everyone says that vampires without the sun glimmering down on them look like literal ghosts. You could say this made her somewhat insecure, for once she felt something about herself other than grief. It was ironic since she used to be a treasured jewel, by at least one person. Glancing to her left she would hear Luminya's remark.\n\n'Shouldn't the inytiation be inside the city? It wouldn't be that smyart to do it out here'\n\nHynes paused glancing away for a brief moment. Could this have indicated something, was it discomfort or a general statement. Either way it was clear that she took particular note of the isolation that they two were in but perhaps she had merely meant it as a curiosity, simply miss interpreted out of context due to Hyne's skepticism and actual knowledge. Whatever it might've meant, what was certain was\n\nThat she had acknowledged the oddity of the place that they were in. Then again, Hynes could just be overthinking, like she always does. Looking back over with her appetizing grin and stretched out smile Hynes remarked.\n\n'No silly, if the initiation were to take place in the city could you imagine how easy it would be to disturb. There's probably a lot of people who are after that type of magic or technology that is used for the setup. So it's obvious that they would want it seemingly secluded away in the forest. You may not believe me but right now we're probably more safe then in the city. This entire area is considered a safe zone you see, it's all guarded and sealed off from the outside under invisible barriers. If we seemed like a threat then we would've already been confronted by mages and guild members. Euphoria told me that the chances of us being trailed right now are seven to one. Don't be alarmed however, they are just making observations of us, nothing more." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Hynes and Luminya would have exited the New Sunlight guild headquarters hours ago, following a faint uncertainty of a noise that Hynes had picked up as justification to adventure out into the wilderness. Judging by how long it had been, it could be estimated that you were a good few miles away from the base; for that matter, a good few miles away from the concentrated populace as well. Contrary to what Hynes was thinking, the area around them was NOT a safe zone as it was completely on the outer edges of civilization. The only thing that marked society's existence in these plains was a worn down road leading on into the horizon, the path converging into the grass at some points due to how unkempt and unused it was. This wasn't even part of the initiation; as far as guild protocol went, a true initiation for New Sunlight as actively sparring against a couple of lifeless golems to prove your mettle - venturing out into the open fields to frolic around was not nearly close to how the guild introduced new members.*\n\n*With that being said, it was logical to assume that no friendly mages and soldiers were tailing you. In fact, in these rolling hills and grasslands, it would be quite impossible for anyone to follow you without being detected. The scene was quite serene, actually; the duality of the city compared to the wild frontier of nature was a bit daunting at first glance, but it was entirely possible to appreciate the sights. The smell of dew on the grass, the whisper of the wind amongst an indigo sky, the chirping of the robins overhead, they were all the small strokes of a paintbrush composing nature's artwork. Maybe it was possible to just relax here without a worry; perhaps taking a nap and waking up in the afternoon could be to your liking?*\n\n*Though, that speculation would be cut off by the sound of wooden wheels rumbling against the rough ground in the distance. Over a hill, about 100 meters away, there was a small wagon being pulled by two horses, the interior being shielded away from view by covers. It was getting closer and closer to your side, but from the looks of it, there was nothing to worry. At first glance it only seemed like a normal merchant's caravan... But then again, it was the only one you'd have seen in hours. Quite odd.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Having not expected to have encountered anyone or anything Hynes was perked up by the appearance of a merchant's caravan. She could've sworn that there were no significant cities or towns that would interest anyone to travel this area. Most merchants knew to stay clear and avoid these plains because of the unnecessary danger. However in all things, there is always an exception. For instance her own intent to drag out the neko and feed on her. This oversight did raise her own suspicion due to the fact that the only people out here were here for a reason. As they closed the gaps to around 70 meters it was clear to Hynes that the outline was clearly a wagon being pulled by two horses. Perhaps it was a smugglers run, and she could pick up some easy grabbing along the way. With the soaring hot sky glistening on the gilded green grass the scene was indeed picturesque, something directly taken from an artisan's image or a poet's envisions with wordplay and songwriting. She very much did enjoy the quiet still scenes that played out when visiting town to town. It's the one opportunity she had to be at her lonesome and reminisce or contemplate about the past and the future. However all that was on her mind right now was a burning desire and a clenching bloodlust for the weary traveller she had invited to accompany her. Turning over to Luminya Hynes remarked.\n\n' See that merchant. He's probably from the guild out to come and pick us up. I only wish he would've actually met us at the start but what can you do, besides it's not like we're getting initiated or anything we're just looking around. If you were feeling discomforted before then there's something for you to look at.\n\nHaving been accompanying Luminya for quite a stretch of time now she wondered if\n\nShe could take this opportunity to jump her. Stretching out her hands to pat down at her strap she pulled a sleeve which revealed a small bag with hidden contents. It was comparable to that of a teabag in appearance however piercing through the un-stitched sleeve revealed that it had been emptied. Hynes had let out a sigh in diss pleasure as it was supposed to contain her samples of poison. She must've either used it all up without knowing or perhaps it expired on it's own accord. Either way the poison itself was just a commodity, something she could use as leverage to keep Luminya in check after she had been enslaved. Feeding was always satisfactory however there was hardly any pleasure gained in it. With her boots kicking up rocks and dust beneath her she raised her hand once more, shielding her eyes and bringing it up to her forehead as she tried to scout out what she was eyeing in the distance. It was still very blurry and no proper specifications could be drawn out from this distance. Peering up towards the sun Hynes took a discontent sigh before sliding her helmet on top of her head, fixing it's position and ensuring that it rested properly on the rest of her chainmail which came up to her neck." } ]

[ { "author": "Luminya", "message": "\"Nyo i dyont think that this caravan is either a merchyant, or picking us up, i nyean we are in the middle of nyowhere, so nyo merchyant would ever use this route i guess. And i dyont think it is a guild caravan coming to pick us up, because they dyont even knyow we were coming, and also i dyont think they would just pick us up if they'd knyew we were coming, becuase that wouldn't really nyake sense to me. Sooo yeah, i think we should be carefull with this caravan, it also could be a trap.\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*50 Meters. The caravan was getting closer and closer, the ambient sounds of the area becoming increasingly drowned put by the growing sound of the wheels rolling upon the path. Hynes and Luminya would both be able to see who was controlling the horses; a fat, wealthy looking merchant with lots of ornate jewelry adorned on his person. However, that was also a bit out of place; usually merchants as rich as that had someone else do the driving for them, like a chauffeur. This one didn't.*\n\n*40 Meters. Somehow, it seemed that the caravan started to accelerate even further when you two went in sight of the driver.* \n\n*30 Meters. The wagon seemed to drift a little bit towards your lane on the road, the horses entering a gallop faster than the instance before. It was worrying how close it was getting towards your side of the path, however. If you were to be trampled on by the horses, you would be severely crippled and wounded, if not dead.*\n\n*20 Meters. It showed no sign of stopping.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Having glanced back over to Luminya's response Hynes felt displeasure by the amount of discomfort and caution she had suggested whilst the carriage was still outside of their direct view. Perhaps she was indeed in the right in being cautious around an odd caravan but surely there was nothing giving off an aura which suggested that this particular carriage was any more dangerous than if they were to see another down by the road. Still, it wouldn't hurt to at least gain her trust and confidence in the situation, being a mere inconvenience, nothing more than to otherwise draw her spear. With the carriage having approached significantly closer towards themselves Hynes would call reach out for her tremendously long 2.4 meter spear. It could be classified as a lance at this point. Raising her arms up she slid it from her back, bringing it over her as she thrusted it towards her front. Turning over to Luminya Hynes would remark out to her.\n\nIf you're so worried then before we get any closer I suggest you dissapear into a tree. There's plenty of bushes and ditches for you to hide either side of us so if anything gets hairy at least you will have the jump on them. However I assure you that I will probably be able to handle anything that can come out of a random carriage anyways. Just sit tight and watch me perform.\n\nPerking her head up she focused her vision once more on the carriage. With the ground shaking and the rocks grumbling beneath her feet she could tell that it was in a rush. Having closed the distance further she would be able to make out the driver. She was sort of disappointing when she saw a fat merchant, expecting something else. However this soon turned into excitement as she knew that this only made her pay off ten times better. If it was a regular farmer then she would've just had him killed, but if he held this guy for ransom then she was sure to get into contact with someone who would be willing to pay more than ten times what she would've else earned.\n\nHaving collected her thoughts she glanced up once more, squinting in her helmet as she saw no sign of the carriage deviating it's path. In fact quite the opposite, the horses only throttled harder and faster, leaning in towards her direction. At least the merchant isn't a complete idiot, but sadly for him this only made maneuvering that much harder, and his path that much easier to predict.\n\nA glistening liquid poured out of Hyne's helmet. Perhaps it was sweat from the intensive heat, but it was clear that she was casting an arcane spell. An immense ball of 500ml of gasoline was being built up inside her. Pointed straight at the carriage she then prepared to engulf it with a flaming spell as she poured in her mana to conjure up the liquid." }, { "author": "Luminya", "message": "\"Mew dyont have to tell me what i shyould do, but nyeah this was also a idea i had, so i'll do it i guess\"\n\n*Not waiting for a response she Jumped off the road and dived into a bush and quickly ran a few meteres away, and started climbing a tree with no problems. As she reached the crown of the tree, she saw Hynes casting a spell, so she decided to jump to the tree that was the nearest to hynes, and hid herself in the crown, being almost invisible for a normal human eye.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The speed of which the caravan was closing was becoming increasingly worrying as Luminya disappeared into a nearby bush by the road. At this point, Hynes would be able to clearly make out the shining steel of a weapon held against the driver's neck; it was obvious that they were being forced to do this against their own will, being held as a hostage for whatever was inside. Ten meters, and the horses would be completely directed towards Hynes, threatening to trample her over if she didn't get out of the way in time. At this distance, a fireblast would surely do damage to the horses, possible even killing them; however, it would also do damage to the driver, who was also at the forefront of the assault.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Hynes had caught a glimpse of the blade too late. In the split moment she evaluated what she could, taking into account the possibility of a hostage situation. However it was already too late to pull off any other moves. By the time she had begun casting her spell she had already committed herself to unleashing a furious fire cast. She had no choice, either continue with the spell and risk killing everyone, or try to cancel and risk being trampled over by two potential 1000 kg horses, and a carriage. With her heart racing furiously she could only yell out and hope that she didn't hit anyone who didn't deserve it.\n\n'Oi! Old man, get out of the way!.'\n\nA searing hot tongue enveloped Hynes as her gasoline was spat out forward, immediately followed by a blazing trail of a scorching inferno. The gasoline kept propelling itself forward at a speed of 5m/s. Hopefully she didn't hesitate too late as the heated blaze spat out for 7 meters in front of her. She was completely blinded as the fire blew out from her face like a dragon blowing fire. Perhaps she had only killed the horses at best, or maybe she had wiped out everything in front of her. She took this brief opportunity to recollect her thoughts and come up with a basic strategy as to how to handle what would come next.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: None\nActive Affects: None\n\nMana Regen: 2.5 Mana\nTotal Mana: 70 Mana```" }, { "author": "Luminya", "message": "*Luminya kinda shocked by the strength of the spell that Hynes casted, just stared at the fire for a few seconds, before jumping down the tree and started sneaking to the back of the fire, hoping she would see any remains of the caravan, or survivors. The fire dazzled her to much, meaning she couldnt see much, but she still continued sneaking, until she finally reached the back of the fire.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As Hynes billowed out the fire from her mouth, both of the horses in front would completely be engulfed in an intense flame. A second passed as their very skin and hair began to sizzle and boil like meat on a pan, the flames of the fire singing their flesh until it became scorched and blackened completely. However, the horses would have momentarily continued sprinting forwards for a mere instant, falling towards the ground shortly after their coats began to catch fire. However, due to Hynes not moving out of the way, and also because of the momentum the horses had when they fell, she would be caught directly in their path as they fell towards the floor. She was lucky, however. The horses' movements in their final moments weren't nearly as straightfoward as they were before, resulting in only the left front of the horse to make contact with Hynes as it went down. Had it been truly head on, she would've been trampled underhoof entirely, though Hynes would have made it out with only a moderate wound to her right shoulder. She had also been knocked down in the process, however.*\n\n*As for the man leading the horses, he would also have been a victim of the fire. At the last second, the hand holding the weapon at his neck would have disappeared into the wagon as the Hell Purge washed over the entire front of the wagon. The cart would have went down with the horses as well; it would be knocked over, causing it to keel onto it's side. The two of you, however, would be able to notice two figures emerging from behind the wreckage - it would seem that they had jumped off at the last second before the fire hit. They kept their distance, since the fire was too dangerous to venture into, though Luminya would be able to catch a glimpse of a bow in one of the figure's hands. Although it couldn't clearly see where Hynes was at the moment, it nocked an arrow, prepared to fire at first notice.*\n\nLow quality would probs be really quick" }, { "author": "Luminya", "message": "*She saw two figures leaving the wagon in a haste, she thougth that they might be civilians, so she decided to go over to them, but she still was carefull, and sneaked her way to them. About half way through she netered her lesser form, and turned into a cat.* *She crawled out of her clothes and took her dagger with her, holding it in her mouth.* *As she picked up her dagger, she saw one of them drawing a bow. She didnt know what they wanted to shoot at, but she assumed it was hynes, so she approached them like a normal cat triying to get close enough to at least make them unable to fight. After a short while, she was very close to one of the figures, and was hiding in a bush behind them.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "With the hellfire raging with a furious culling Hynes could feel the heat as the sweat pressed against her cheeks and dripped down onto her neck. Even from behind the temperature had drastically increased to the point that she immediately wanted to take her helmet off. Hearing the galloping and trampling of the horses they were cut off by the sudden screams and neighs as the steads were engulfed in her flames. In an instant their flesh was searing hot and peeling off like flakes of rotten skin. The smell of burning dust and charcoal filled in her lungs when she inhaled briefly, but coming out of the ashes to her surprise were the half turned corpses of the horses, moving under the momentum of their original force. Despite being dead their bodies still possessed an immense obstacle for her, and one which she had failed to fully consider. In a flash her head was stricken up as she was hit by one of the horses, grazing past her before it collapsed suddenly. Having been thrown back Hynes didn't expect the horses to charge through. Though being narrowly saved off from any severe injuries she still remained sat on the floor as her armor came down clashing, adding further discomfort. Perking her head up she saw as the fires began to sizzle away, a burnt out hulk of the two horses and a seared wagon was all that was visible to her. Rolling over to the side Hynes took cover in front of the carriage in case the previous person she had spotted had survived. She couldn't be sure whether or not anyone else other than the horses had survived. However she did take note of a\n\nDisfigured figure and what appeared to be some clothes. She didn't have time to analyze anything else however as she knew that she had to be quick to get up before anything else jumped her. Thrusting herself onto her knee she pushed her boot down to get up, bolting off her right arm briefly as she could tell it was slightly sprained from the initial impact with the horse. Shifting to the right she saw her spear struck on the ground, embedded standing on a rock, luckily not hitting her on the way down. Quickly reaching for it she grasped it tightly with both hands before retrieving the spear, kneeling back down in cover so that she could see whether or not anything had survived first.\n\nTurning her head back to Luminya Hynes could clearly see her reverting her form into a cat. She was originally just going to yell towards her but it was a clear indication that there was something wrong. As the cat transformed Hynes noted two things, she could transform on demand and with her came a short dagger. Having been in front of the carriages Hynes was out of view of anyone behind it, but could also just as equally not see anyone herself. Deciding that in any scenario she would need to get up close, Hynes decided to summon her tower shield, in the event that any of them had a ranged projectile weapon. Raising her left hand to the left she concentrated mana toward the spell, all the whilst particles would slowly resumate and take form in the shape of a ginormous scutum shield.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 9 turns\nActive Spells: \nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 75 Mana```" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The person with the bow, of which Luminya would be able to identify as a wood elf, had stopped aiming at Hynes the moment she had summoned her tower shield. Her features were hidden under a hood and a mask, revealing nothing but two azure eyes. She turned towards her partner, someone wearing a set of Almain Rivet armor. Like Hynes, he also wielded a shield, though this particular variant was of the kite line. His other hand, the right one, wielded a mace. Normally, one would have a bit of difficulty wielding such a weapon due to how unbalanced it was, but this individual would seem to be able to use it quite easily; as the archer lowered her bow, the armored individual sort of flicked it about using his wrist, finally letting it drop to the floor as it leaned in towards the elf. Luminya would be able to overhear their short conversation due to how close she was to the pair.*\n\n\"Weren't there two of them? What happened to the other one?\" *Said a gruff, male voice.*\n\n\"Save it. They probably ran off somewhere. It's not like they had anything valuable from the looks of it, anyway.\" *Said the archer, a feminine soprano escaping her lips.*\n\n\"Fine, whatever. Let's just hope this guy has some good stuff on them.\"\n\n*With that, they would both begin to walk at a steady pace towards Hynes. The armoured one kept his shield up, mace ready to strike, while the archer did away with her weapon. Oddly enough, she didn't bring anything else out, either.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Having knelt down on one knee for the summon Hynes would've completed conjuration stage by now, clenching her fist as her entire left arm was strapped inside the ginormous shield. It sprouted to a height of 1.5 meters tall, whilst encasing her entire left side almost being equally 1 meter in width, cutting short 30 centimetres. The shield itself was mostly made of hard layered wood which was reinforced by leather and canvas, however the entire frame revolved around a layer of reflective sheet metal. Transferring her own spear to her right hand she took on an under grip position, as to support it's weight. Overhearing the bandits coming closer she would be able to discern their race, judging from their accents, and sadly for them it seemed as if there was only two people coming her direction. Pressing against her knee she stood up, using the support of her spear and faced the two.\n\nFrom amidst the burnt out corpses and rotting charcoal carcasses of both the horses and the ashed merchant stood out a tall figure. Hailing ravenous black plate armor the light glared off, casting her reflections and she gleamed like she was a mirror bouncing off the sun. The bandits saw a pure juggernaut infront of them, having no discernible features regarding her gender, race or face. She appeared as a lifeless but menacing ebony knight. In her right grip thrusted a ginormous spear, to them it seemed as if it had sprouted all the way to 8 feet. How could one even wield such an enormous weapon. And just to add to all of it was a hulking impenetrable tower shield, stemming from the ground and being nearly even just as tall as she was. In a swift motion she banged it down and brought it towards her chest, covering her entire front. Coming several paces towards them as her armor clanged against itself her spear was pointed down straight towards them, like she herself was a formation of a 100 phalanx soldiers. From her helmet came out a strangle liquid, but it was building up into a ball.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 8 turns\n\nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 57.5 Mana```" } ]

[ { "author": "Luminya", "message": "*Luminya followed the two persons very slwoly and quitly, for every meter they walked, she walked 20cm. So it would take some time toget to them.*\n*Whilst following the two Persons, she made some theories about the Armored one, thinking that he seems to be the same type of fighter as hynes, but maybe a little bit more berserker than her, so she will have to be a bit carefll, and will have to let Hynes deal with te armored guy, while she will ambush the elf.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*At the moment, the duo of the armored figure and the archer essentially had Hynes outnumbered 2 to 1. Seeing Hynes raise her spear similar to how a soldier would during a Phalanx, both of them knew that it would be foolish to just charge straight in and hope for the best. The armored one, stopping about 4 meters away from Hynes, raised his shield as well to cover his more vulnerable counterpart. From this distance, the 'archer', holding up a palm toward Hynes' shield, cast Shocking Bolt towards Hynes. She would retreat behind the Armored one's shield shortly afterwards, wary of another fireblast.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "A flash of lighting directed itself towards Hynes' shield. Fortunately for her the only parts that were not directly covered by the structure were her right hand as well as her helmet. The lighting bolt would strike itself somewhere on the drywood center point, which was known to be a very good natural insulator. Add to a reinforcing of canvas on the backside then the lighting would've either been absorbed or spread out, being forced to divert towards the edges as it couldn't pass through. With this sudden aggression Hynes was quick to tilt her head toward the archer, however once she dissipated she then aimed directly for the shieldsman. Raisng herself forward she took a very slow step before discharging her fire breath.\n\nA roaring stream of flames unleashed from Hynes' helmet, unleashing towards the first armored one Hynes originally aimed high and gradually brought it back down low, ensuring that no matter where he held his shield some fire would be in direct contact with him at one point. Hynes had now been around 2 meters away from the burning target when she pulled her spear back and thrusted it forwards. She first faked a thrust low, in an effort to gather whether or not he still had his functions, and to make him drop his shield. Pulling it back short and then immediately counter trusted once again, aiming high towards the head. Pushing herself forwards she planted another foot in front to cement the attack.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 7 turns\nActive Spells: Path of the Antimage: Towerbreaker Summon [20 Mana] (10 turns), \n\nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 30 Mana```" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Seeing his companion's electric bolt dissippitate into the wood, the armoured one would have been slightly taken aback by how it didn't seem to affect the arm holding the shield. As Hynes snapped her attention towards the man, he would quickly cast Stone Skin on his person since he was being cautious of another fiery attack. Although it cost him the entirety of his mana pool, his defensive play would come into fruition as he used his larger body and shield to cover his companion. Keeping his shield raised out in front of him, he would close his eyes and let the fire completely wash over him. His body would tank the fire, remaining relatively unaffected due to the stone-like properties of his skin.*\n\n*Because of her somewhat average speed, Hynes would only be able to get off one strike towards the armored man - the one aimed low at his legs. He blocked this strike easily by shifting his shield downwards a bit, leaving his head wide open for another strike. Due to her own speed, however, Hynes couldn't pull it off during this time. However, her shield would block the entire front part of her body quite well; the armored enemy couldn't pull off a good counterrattack, lest he become open again.*\n\n*Though, that only went for the front of her body. The archer, from before, would sidestep diagonally to the right, coming out after her compqnion had successfully blocked Hynes' strike. One meter apart, Hynes wouldn't have the speed to move her body to block the 'archer.' From the right side (Hynes' left), she would cast Force Blast aimed towards the side of Hynes' neck. The attack, due to being so close to Hynes, wouldn't miss. The amount of force behind the push would cause Hynes to be pushed away, dropping on the floor again to her right.*" }, { "author": "Luminya", "message": "*Seing that Hynes was in trouble, Luminya started bein quiker and took a few huge leaps to the elf, hoping she didnt heard her. When she finally sneaked up to the elf who just finsished casting a spell on hynes, she dispelled her lesser form, and stood directly behind the elf, holding her dagger in her mouth. She took the dagger in one hand and reached out for the right arm of the elf with the other*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Hynes wouldn't have the time to react to the sudden force that struck her neck. This led to her being caught flat footed and offguard, having the force concentrate on her neck she fell over to her left side. Though having no suffered any injuries she was forced to let go of her shield momentarily as she took no pause to gather her thoughts. She immediately gathered her spear and used it as a pole to pull herself up quickly. Due to her instinctive and sudden action this wouldn't leave any time for the other two to capitalize on her falling down, however this also meant that she had left her shield to have recovered faster.\n\nThrusting her spear back downwards she directed the point back towards the armored one, planting one foot behind her lightly as to adopt a defensive stance. Pushing the entire length of the spear forward she sustained a 2.5 meter buffer zone between either side. Carefully holding the spear so that if needed she could slide it back to a smaller length easily. After establishing this distance she pulled on the spear back slightly as to prevent any sort of reach the shieldman had to come into contact with the spear, all the whist maintaining the same distance. With the two of them on either side locked she purposefully made jabs to his right, forcing the two of them to pivot to her right and tilt in a counter clockwise position. Gradually this forced him closer towards the caravan hulk and for her to walk away from it, thus abandoning her shield.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 7 turns\nActive Spells: Path of the Antimage: Towerbreaker Summon [20 Mana] (8 turns), \nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 32.5 Mana```" } ]

[ { "author": "glockcry", "message": "With no sign of Luminya Hynes had concluded that she had already left or was having a hard time getting to an advantageous position. Either way she needed to buy time and ensure that there were no more spells that could be cast on her. She was quite confident that she would otherwise be able to take the both of them into melee and then drain them gradually with long advantageous parrying with her spear. Having caught her breath for a split second Hynes was then alerted to the man suddenly raising his shield. \nWith himself clearly about to charge at her Hynes it was apparent that he had made a novice mistake by raising his shield toward his head, completely blinding himself in the process. Having tried to charge her without extending his shield to parry her spear surprised Hynes, as whilst she expected this she did not expect a blind rush. Taking full advantage of this Hynes would instead also charge towards him and impale her spear directly in towards his left knee. With his armored skirt lifted this gave her a clear target and she took full opportunity. Taking into account the force of acceleration of the added velocity from her spear thrust, her own acceleration and including his charging speed it was clear that gambeson wouldn't be sufficient protection.\n\nWith the man either temporarily incapacitated or dead he\n\nWould've been forced to halt his advance out of risk of killing himself entirely, if he was alive at all. The archer was then seen leaving his side and preparing to cast a lightning bolt right towards her. Since Hynes had seen her move from cover she therefore would have ample time to observe the entire casting process. Exerting her strength to momentarily ground herself she pulled the spear back towards her as fast as she could with both arms. Delaying not a second she then maneuvered herself backwards and made a roll to her right. Propelling herself she ducked down and held her spear on both hands as she swiftly maneuvered herself back to face the archer, pulling herself back to her feet and adopting an offensive stance as soon as she could.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 6 turns\nActive Spells: Path of the Antimage: Towerbreaker Summon [20 Mana] (7 turns), \nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 35 Mana```" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The man would charge right at Hynes, unaware that she would also charge straight for him as well. Although he protected his upper body and head from a direct assault, the same could not be said for his knees and lower legs. Even though stone skin was still in effect, it only slightly reduced the damage done by the spear strike. The area in which Hynes would have aimed her thrust would shatter the layer of granite protecting the normal skin, also being able to go through and hit directly towards the man's left kneecap. Granted, because of the lack of depth of the limb in itself, the spear would stop at the bone - however, it would also leave a large gash behind, exposing the material underneath. Hynes would be able to safely and swiftly pull out her spear from the man's knee, who was currently lying on the ground, his left leg incapacitated because of the wound.*\n\n*However, due to her own lack of speed and agility, and because she was completely focused on the armored man, she wouldn't be able to dodge the electric bolt cast towards her direction by the archer. It would impact her chest, sending an electrifying sensation throughout her body, before it slightly burned the middle of her chest and caused her spear arm to slow down dramatically. This turn, the archer would keep her distance, her palm igniting a ball of gasoline. When Hynes' strike against the armored man suceeded, the archer would aim towards the woman, firing a stream of fire at her direction.*" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Planting her spear down to keep her up straight it was clear that Hynes wouldn't have the time to dodge the lightning sent by the archer. With the electricity being sent directly toward her chest it would indeed have a noticeable affect. Underneath her large plate was a layer of chain mail, however underneath everything else she wore was a thin layer of gambeson. Though not sufficient in quantity to suffice for a full insulator it would still have an affect of stopping a large majority of the electricity on concentrating toward her own skin. It would be similarly dispersed but not to the same degree as it would've had it been her shield. Grasping her spear tightly as support she took a deepened breath and turned her attention back toward the archer. \n\nPulling her spear back she arched herself for a direct javelin throw. Seeing her begin to cast stream of fire she took several steps forward and pulled her arm all the way back, before sending it straight toward the archer with all of her strength. Due to the casting time she wouldn't have the time to lauch stream of flame before the spear would make contact with her, which was aimed directly to the center of mass. Having thrown the spear Hynes almost collapsed from her previous sustained damages and she then immidietly performed a roll to the right, back toward the position of the carriages where she had previously left her shield. Taking a glance back toward the armored opponent who was squirming on the floor it was clear that unless he had arcanic magic he wouldn't be able to recover his shattered knee cap very soon.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 5 turns\nActive Spells: Path of the Antimage: Towerbreaker Summon [20 Mana] (6 turns), \nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 37.5 Mana```" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*The archer would take Hynes' words in, thinking on them for a moment. As Hynes approached, she would pause, taking her bow and quiver off her back. Nothing was too special about the quiver; it held about 30 ish arrows, made out of leather from a cow. The bow, however, was a completely different story. Colored pearl white, Hynes would be able to notice various runic etchings and patterns and whatnot engraved on the wood. It also seemed to have golden lines running across the limbs, creating multiple patterns of swirls and flowing tangents across the surface. It was clear that it wasn't an ordinary bow, whatever it was.*\n\n*Hesitating, the archer would also reach into her back pant pocket, taking out a peculiar kind of knife. Before she put it down in front of her, she would perform a couple of tricks with it; twirling it around in her fingers, tossing it through her air, unsheathing the blade whilst spinning it from one hand to another, she would eventually stop and hold the it with a firm grip. The blade of the knife was short - it was dwarfed by the side of the handle. However, it did seem sharp. While the handle was naught but metal, the blade - like the bow - had engravings on it. It spelled a name: \"Lanren\". The archer would look at it, then do a couple more spins as she sheathed the blade again. Setting it down on the floor next to the bow, she had nothing left on her. Or so it would seem, anyway.*\n\n\"This is it. That knife? It's a peculiar one I found... A good while ago. Of course, you don't need to learn all those tricks to use it; just seperate the handle and the blade reveals itself. You mind if we go now?\"" }, { "author": "glockcry", "message": "Having stood a meter in front of the archer Hynes was alleviated when she had sheated her blade and drawn to come to terms. She didn't feel bad in the sense that she had a moral obligation or ethical standing against doing bad stuff, but she felt slightly reserved against taking their lives because she felt that they were probably just as undeserving of the life that they lived as she was of hers. There were a lot of people in this age that were draconian, and she herself was spared no difference under the rule of those types of people. She felt a sort of connection since they were doing exactly the same type of jobs that she would've gladly taken on. Out of all things she respected that she valued the life of her sibling, taking note in the fact that had he not been in imminent danger of dying then neither party would've ceded early. Whether or not she would've drawn the same tolerance for herself was irrelevant to Hynes, from her perspective they had no obligation to spare each other under the circumstance. Observing the archer Hynes looked down at the bow as it gleamed like a needle in a haystack. She didn't expect anything like this to come from a pair of bandits and she only admired it for several pauses. Hynes herself had learnt from this experience that perhaps she could use a ranged weapon such as this as a prelude before the main brawl. She had experiences handling bows in the past but she never had the privilege to own something like this. She was unsure whether or not she would even want to sell it at the market, for risk of getting a low ball on an expensive and exquisite item.\n\nGlancing up Hynes watched the performance and was slightly envious of the stunts that she could pull with the knife. She observed the degree of dexterity and talent that was showcased\n\nIn front of her. Truly it was a level of which anyone would be proud of alone, had they not been enemies the two of them would have complimented her in combat quite well.\nObserving the unconventionally disproportionate size of the blade compared to the handle intrigued Hynes and she was curious as to where its exact origin was and its intended purpose for combat. She was in fact considering purchasing a dagger just before she had set out, a tool which is widely underappreciated by most individuals. Hynes specifically admired the craftsmanship and the artsmanship on both tools, to which she had a passion in. Hynes observed the final detail of the word \"Lanren\" Before it was set down. Directing her head back up toward the archer she questioned.\n\n\"This is it. That knife? It's a peculiar one I found... A good while ago. Of course, you don't need to learn all those tricks to use it; just separate the handle and the blade reveals itself. You mind if we go now?\"\n\nBefore responding Hynes raised her hands above to unsecure the grip on her helmet, moving the chainmail out and into the gorget as she loosened it. Gripping from both ends she unfastened it and gradually raised it above her head, revealing her face inch by inch as she pushed her helmet above her until the warm glow of the sky and breeze pressed up against her sun kissed face. With her naturally roughened hair free from its hold it rested upon her shoulders and back whilst her silver grey eyes gazed themselves into the archer. Whether or not they were surprised that they had indeed been fighting a woman all this time was irrelevant to Hynes as she held her helmet back to her left side with one arm, cuffing it comfortably against her hip plates.\n\nHynes then took a step closer toward her and gently responded.\n\n\"I trust you've heard of vampires correct, whilst we're not the most reclusive beings people have misconceptions about us being hideous monsters. I believe that you are worth enough to receive a gift. It's the gift of being privileged to offer yourself to me, believe me it's not as bad as it sounds. Unless of course you're going to make this difficult for all parties involved, in which case it will be a very definite win-lose scenario. Of which, I wouldn't exactly say your side would be very preferable\"\n\nFrom the other side the brother could see Hynes gently pace herself to stand in front of his sister, before seeing her press her head against her shoulder. To his horror he saw two viper-like fangs suddenly retract from Hynes' upper teeth, appearing like small daggers that were as sharp as a shark's razor. The archer suddenly felt a rapid tipped spike bite down on her bottom right neck, just below the jaw. At first it felt alarming, like an ant had just bitten her. However once Hynes had begun feeding it immediately transformed into the transic emotions of all manners of pleasure. It was as if she had all her wishful and carnal desires washed away at an instant, like she felt rewarded and cherished. This brief experience could've been very well addictive for her however Hynes only wished to take the amount of blood she needed.\n\nAfter several seconds Hynes would've stopped harvesting from her and stepped back once again. It is said that every vampire feeds but every vampire also gives out a different experience when they feed. There are some who like their nature are so reclusive that it is said they drain your very soul. Ofcourse, this was probably just a story that stuck with her. When she had been fed upon in the past she had been subject to probably the same exact pleasure, so who could say for sure. Kneeling down to gather the equipment that had been dropped she was sure to holster the quiver around her back, and had a place for her to attach the dagger scabbard on her armor, tying it around with a loose string of leather. Whilst doing this she then finally excused the both of them.\n\n\"Take him and go. I would offer healing magic but unfortunately I believe his severe injury is beyond my capabilities. The city is not too far as you probably know. Oh- before I forget. If you ever run into a short neko wearing black robes, send her my regards and kill her for me. Best of luck that you don't run into someone who doesn't have the capacity to reason and negotiate the next time you're out of luck.\n\n```Hynes Bishop\nInjuries Sustained: Moderate wound, right shoulder\nActive Affects: Regeneration, 3 turns\nActive Spells: Path of the Antimage: Towerbreaker Summon [20 Mana] (4 turns), \nMana Regen: 2.5\nTotal Mana: 42.5 Mana```" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "``` Encounter Complete\n- 6 UP Rewarded to Hynes Bishop\n- Enchanted Bow rewarded to Hynes Bishop\n- Normal Balisong Knife rewarded to Hynes Bishop ```" } ]

[ { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*The forest was tranquil, long branches spanning wide, blocking sunlight from hitting the dark ground below. Birds could be heard singing, then suddenly fell silent. An eerie calm fell upon the area, and the sudden slam of hooves and footsteps echoes throughout the wildness. A young boar, not quite in its prime, squealed. It seemed quite big, with bony tusks and humped shoulders, showing the amount of might behind it. What could possibly cause one of the dangers of the woods to run like this?*\n\n*The clanking of steel can be heard, as a massive armored beast gives chase, along with 4 large wolves. The pack hunts down the beast, until one of its legs gets caught on a bramble. The smell of blood fills the air as sharp claws and teeth as hard as steel rip and tear at the boar's throat. Food had been found.*\n\n\"Good job, guys. We have dinner tonight. Of course, if you want some.\"\n\n*One of the wolves would run against his leg, and a large, gauntleted hand would pet it.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "The tree line would be thin as it laid in between the thick branches and bunches of leaves, leaving nothing but spots on the ground. Alex would stay sitting on the ledge of a small wooden fort he had made high from the ground, with it wrapping around multiple trees for walkways and places to sleep. His legs would drape over as he looked down at the strange events going down not far below him.\n\nThe wood would stay silent as his thick leather boots would press against the oak, pushing himself up to a normal stand position. He took a small step back and ran 2 steps as he jumped off the ledge onto a nearby thick tree branch.\n\n\"Wonder what they're doing...\" He whispered as his voice was somewhat raspy." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*Unaware that he was being watched, the beastkin strolled over to a nearby fallen branch, slashing at it with his claws, turning a sturdy limb into small pieces of kindling. From those, he crushed some, creating tinder. Alex would be able to see the armored figure create a large spit on which to roast the pig, after removing it of its hair. No one wanted to eat that.*\n\n*One of the wolves would bark though, its teeth bared back. It had smelled something other than cooking meat. Anro arose suddenly, his claws extending once again as he sniffed the air. And sure enough, he could smell a human.*\n\n\"I smell you, and my pack smells you. Show yourself.\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "A hooded figure with his eyes hidden, would fall down from the tall forest tree branch silently. His armor would be dirty and the ends of the hood would be tattered, he'd be looking at the pack 1 by 1, scanning his environment making sure he knew where every single one was. He knew they couldn't all be here, and there were likely a few hidden in the woods around him. \n\nHe would lean against the base of the tree as he crossed his right ankle over his left, crossing his arms as well. His hood would remain on, covering most of his face. His body would be large and his shoulders wide, making it obvious he was in good shape. He would pop his neck effortlessly and without his hands, he would then look at the one that had told him to reveal himself.\n\n\"Interesting...\" He had said without any more rasp lingering in his voice.\nHis facial expression from what was visible would show that he was cautious and wasn't being too hasty." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*A dark shadow descending from the trees, revealing a...*\n\n*....Fit human, who was wearing a cloak.*\n\n*This was it? He had expected maybe a bounty hunter, which this guy may as well be. Though, he probably would have tried to attack first. The 4 wolves would emerge from the undergrowth, sniffing the air at the newcomer.*\n\n\"Hold it, boys. He doesn't seem too big of a threat.\"\n\n*Anro seriously didn't think this human would be a big threat. Not only was he armored, he had strength on his side. Beastkin were known to be at least twice as strong as normal Macen.*\n\n\"So, what are you here for? You a bounty hunter? Adventurer? Wanderer?\"\n\n*The Canifor would cross his arms, showing that he was a bit careless at the moment. His wolves though, stood at attention.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "He would uncross his arms as he lightly pushed off the tree, doing a squat with his legs pointed opposite directions, doing some simple stretches in the armor. It would lightly rattle as he now took account for the new wolves with him, he would quickly assess their power levels and rank them based on who to take out first.\n\n\"I'm none of those, guess you could say I'm a murderer.\" He said as he thought about whether to attack yet or not, accounting for risk and reward of the situation. He came to a decision not to long after he had assessed the situation, he would wait it out until he had a reason to attack.\n\nHe would turn his head to the grunts closest to him. Even though you couldn't see his eyes it would seem like he had daggers in his eyes.\n\nHe would begin to stretch his arms now, he didn't know if he needed to attack yet or not so he prepared." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*Seeing the man stretching while having 4 wolves and a Beastkin in the proximity told Anro to not take this guy seriously. It seemed doubtful that he could really do any damage. The wolves begin to move closer to the roasting pig and blazing fire, skin beginning to crisp up.*\n\n\"A murderer? That's an interesting job. I can see how some people would enjoy that.\"\n\n*The Canifor would drag a large log near the pig, sitting down, as well as taking a stick to poke at the flames. It seems like he's quite lax at the moment.*\n\n*All the wolves seemed to be paying a little less attention, their eyes slightly wandering towards the roasting pig, sniffing the air with delicious smells. All the wolves seemed to be the same size, though they differed in color. One was white, one was black, and the other two were lighter and darker shades of silver.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "Seeing the wolves not taking him seriously he thought whether or not this was his chance, he could either slaughter most of them or not take them seriously either. He decided this was his chance now and rushed the black wolf as he was closest too him, taking both of his daggers out as he rushed, he would be a small target moving faster then most regular people.\n\n\"Shouldn't have dropped you're guard.\" He said as he ran behind the black would, putting a knife to the front and back of his throat as he kicked the back of the wolfs knees to get him down to his level.\n\nHis stance would be professional and his technique was honed. He would keep himself behind the wolf as he kept him in a deadly hold.\n\n\"Now, this is starting to get interesting right?\" He laughed as he said this." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*As the man rushes towards the black wolf, it would simply do nothing as blades are held against its throat and back. It simply let out a bark, still sitting down. The others soon come to attention, teeth bared.*\n\n*Anro himself would stand up, seemingly annoyed. And here he thought he was going to have a nice dinner with his wolves.*\n\n\"Well well, seems like you take 'murderer' to heart. Keep this in mind. That wolf? That's a summon. And I'm a bounty hunter.\"\n\n*Two sets of claws suddenly pop out from the beastkin's gauntlets, and he stands up.*\n\n*White wolf is 2 meters west of Anro. Dark Silver wolf is 2 meters west and 2 meters north of Anro. Light Silver wolf is 2 meters east of Anro. Black wolf is 2 meters east 2 meters north of Anro. Cooking fire will be ignored for now.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "He would remove the knife from the back of the black wolves throat, keeping the front dagger pressed against his adams apple region. He would stab him in the back 3 times until the enemy fell to the floor as he sheathed his daggers and used Spider Climb to scale the tall trees, while rotating slowly to keep cover from any projectiles.\n\nHe would be concealing his presence exceptionally well in exception to his scent, which could be easily found through the human smell resonating from him.\n\nHe would yell out the words, \"Fate is written by the gods, isn't it?\" He said as he scaled the trees looking down at the wolves." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "B = Anro\nR Y Bl G = wolves\nW = Alex" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*Oh boy. This Macen just made a big mistake. He didn't kill the wolf in one blow. And he attacked his wolves.*\n\n*As soon as the black wolf feels the dagger enter its back, it immediately turns around, biting at its attacker, aiming to sink its teeth into Alex's stabbing arm, and not letting go.*\n\n*As the black wolf lashes out, the other wolves are prepped and ready. They all charge immediately, sprinting at 13 m/s at the Macen. Anro charges himself up as well, and the wolves bite at the Macen, their speed allowing them to easily gain ground onto Alex before he can finish stabbing. If he somehow makes it to the tree line, the wolves marked in yellow and black bite down hard onto his calves. If Alex was still held back by the wolf marked in green, wolf marked in black would go for his left arm, while wolf marked in yellow would go for his right calf, teeth hopefully sinking into flesh.*\n\n*The wolf marked in red would charge as well, but Anro would arrive first. Veins glowing red, he takes off, a charging mass of steel hurtling at the relatively smaller Macen. If Alex has managed to fight off his wolves and made it to the tree, Anro would leap at him and attempt to claw at his shoulders, hooking his claws into them, or his calves if he was too high. If Alex didn't make it to the tree, then Anro would simply stab his shoulders using his claws, and if Alex was held down, then Anro would grab his left leg and sink his right claws into the back of his knee.*\n\n```Anro casts The Chase (Fleet Footwork) 15 mana spent, 2.5 regained, 7.5/20 remaining.\nScenario 1: Alex is held back by the wolf he stabbed, which bites his right stabbing arm, or his left if he stabs with that one. The other wolves charge and bite Alex's other limbs besides his left leg, which Anro grabs and sinks his claws into.\nScenario 2: Alex somehow escapes the grip of the wolf marked in green and runs towards a tree. Wolves and Anro use speed to close in the distance, and wolves bite at his calves while Anro stabs at his shoulders using claws, or calves if Alex is already partially up the tree.```" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "Alex would pull a risky move and take out his scythe as he swung it at the black wolfs head, chopping it off completely, he's gotten himself into a dire situation now. He now rested the scythe against the ground as he stabbed the wolves multiple times in the neck with the 2 daggers.\n\nHe would use Touch Of Restoration on his deep calf wounds, sealing the wound but not fully returning them to their original state. He would let the 2 dagger stay inside dead wolf bodies, as the total 3 laid in front of him. He gasped for air at the sudden turn of events, he would now stand in a battle stance, scythe in hand waiting for Anro to make the first move.\n\n\"Fate is written out by the gods.\" He said as he closed his eyes, closing up his stance into a standing praying position, scythe still in hand, he would have his 2 leather boots together while his stance would be solid. He would then open his eyes facing Anro waiting for the next move." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Alex would be able to get a single stab into the black wolf before it's head did a 180 and snapped at his dagger arm. Given the spacing between himself and the wolf, he wouldnt be able to pull his right forearm back from being snapped at by the canine teeth; there was simply no time to react, and no space to pull out his scythe. Because of this counterattack by the black wolf, it gave the other two wolves time to close in for an attack on Alex. Alex would struggle to get up, only a moment being spared as the two wolves caught him running towards a tree in hopes to climb it. He'd be halted by one of the wolves coming in to bite viciously at his right leg, the teeth sinking in and taking a chunk of flesh out of the man's calf. The other wolf, however, would miss its mark and instead ram itself into Alex's shoulder, knocking him down to the ground where it meant to bite at him.*\n\n*Without the wolves to enable the situation to happen, things would definitely have gone completely different. For one, Anro probably wouldn't have Alex at his mercy as the claws sunk into the fallen Alex's deltoid and shoulder. Bleeding from all different areas now, Alex was faced with two wolves at his legs, Anro on his chest, and no obvious means of getting out of the situation. It was safe to say that he was in a pinch, and there wasn't a way he could get out of it.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "\"You chose the wrong person to do this. If 'murderer' is your job, I thought you would have done better.\"\n\n*The other two wolves run towards Alex's arms, biting down on his forearms and not letting go. The wolves that were at his legs would continue to latch on, essentially holding him spread eagle. Anro would use his left claw to sink even deeper into the macen's deltoids, then ripping them out and stabbing them again into the crook of his elbow, on the same arm. Meanwhile, his right hand would raise up, and the claws would sink themselves directly into the 'murderer's groin, inevitably causing immense pain, probably screaming.*\n\n*If Alex somehow escaped from the grip of the wolves and began running with his back turned, Anro would use his claws and stab the back of his knees. If Alex escaped the wolves' grip but was still on the ground, Anro would instead grab both of his hands, such that he wouldn't be able to let go of his daggers, and force the metal blades into his shoulders.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "*Alex would grunt as all of the attacks went into him at once, he would close his eyes as he thought in this dire situation. He would slowly get onto a sitting position on his knee's, even dropping his arms which would tear out large portions of his forearms, he was aware of the risk in this situation as he say with his palms flat against his thighs now covered in blood.*\n\n*He wouldn't make a single move until he spoke,* \"It's clear that you are more capable then me.\" *He said as it was audibly clear that he was trying hard to not lose anymore blood then he had already.*\n\n*His hood still covering the top half of his face made it hard to see what he was looking at or what he was planning. The only thing that was sure is that he meant what he had said. It was clear that he knew what he was doing was risky and dangerous to himself, though he didn't seem to care.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*As Alex attempts to get up, Anro opens his hand up and slams his chest using his palm, forcing the macen back onto the ground. The canifor would then mount him, preventing him from getting up.*\n\n\"Of course I am.\"\n\n*The wolf holding Alex's right arm would let go, instead moving towards the left arm. If any form of resistance was met, the wolf would pin the arm down using its legs. Anro bends the murderer's fingers backwards, breaking them. The same was done on the other hand.*\n\n*Once that was done, Anro would bend both his knees backward as well, assuming he faced no resistance, effectively crippling him for the time being. If successful, he would rip off whatever cloak, robe or shirt he had and use it to wrap around his wounds. Then, he would bring out a pair of shackles and manacles, chaining them around Alex's wrists and ankles. The canifor would also search him, removing every single weapon from his person.*\n\n\"Seems interesting. Useless for me, though.\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "*Alex being thrown down would make the hood covering his face fall backwards onto the blades of grass that he was pinned against. His face would be blank as his body went numb from the blood loss, his face was somewhat well put together with a nice jawline and deep ocean blue eyes.*\n\n*He wouldn't put up any fight to their meddling of his body, as long as his arms work he can still try and make amends with the strange creatures around him.*\n\n\"Do whatever you want.\"\n\n*He said this softly as he attempted to fight off fainting from the blood loss. The grass and dirt around his injuries would now begin to soak in a red pool of blood as he laid bleeding there while the wolves did their business. His eyes would jolt back awake as his fingers snapped, but he wouldn't make any noise, he would just watch all of this happen. Next his knee's bent backwards, he didn't make a noise, just watched what was happening with the little he could see with the main wolf on top of him.*\n\n*His expression was blank as he stared into the eyes of the leader of the pack, watching as his grunts did the work.*\n\n\"I have no intention of fighting anymore.\"\n\n*His eyes would close and he would just listen, to the birds, the leaves, the loud heavy footsteps of the wolves, and the breathing of the leader on top of him, all being part of his fate, he accepted what was happening because he knew it was meant to happen, it was meant to happen for his progression, it was written out so that he could get stronger, he knew this all because of his trust in fate.*\n\n*His expression turned into a faint smile, as his eyes stayed closed.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*Making sure that his bandages were nice and tight, he uses a nearby tree to produce some fibers and rope, or vines if any are nearby. Eventually, he would have created a large harness, meant for the wolves, but hangs him upside down from a tree first.*\n\n\"Obviously. Not like you could, anyway.\"\n\n*Anro didn't immediately leave the area. Instead, he chose to enjoy the roasted boar he had started cooking earlier with his pack. Soon, it was picked clean, with only bones and some organs remaining.*\n\n*Afterwards, he would tie the harness to the wolves, and they began to run out of the forest, dragging the macen along the forest floor.*\n\n*Once they were out into civilization, Anro took his manacled opponent, and used the rope for the harness of the wolves to tie him to the roof of a building. Taking the manacles, he would leave him there to hang from his ankles, looking at his work.*" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "*He would hand upside as blood rushed to his head, making him look as if he had a fever.*\n\n\"Could you at least let me heal the wounds of your guys in exchange for me to sit normally?\" \n\n*He said as he was clearly already tired of having to hand upside down, his head was pounding like he was getting hit in the head repeatadly with a hammer. His tone was somewhat annoyed as he had his hands in front of him, slowly healing one finger at a time, starting with his thumb. His thick long hair would hang down as it swung slightly with every movement.*\n\n\"It's the least you could do for me.\"\n\n*He said politely this time, he was already trying to make friends after stabbing them multiple times, he would then stare at the various wounds he had inflicted spread across the wolves, a few backstabs and scythe injuries.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "\"Don't you know? These guys are summons. They're tougher than normal wolves. If they die, I can bring them back.\"\n\n*The wolves' injuries wouldn't be much, only a knife wound on the black wolf, since they had successfully rushed him before he could do much. To prove his point, the black wolf would disperse into mana, and a magic circle would appear, and another, identical, black wolf would appear.*\n\n\"I don't need any healing for these guys.\"\n\n*As a note, Alex's weapons are still in the forest.*\n\n\"Now, what do you with you?\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "\"1st option is you let me down and I just relax. 2nd option is that I chew through the vines that are holding me and I just relax.\"\n\n*He said this politely as he focused on healing his fingers, he now had both thumbs and both pointer fingers healed. He now started healing both middle fingers.*\n\n\"Bonus option, I get myself down and crawl away.\"\n\n*He said as he closed his eyes and focused hardly on his fingers healing and his surroundings, making sure that he was able to use his hands at some point soon was important to him. As he himself was as still as a statue his hair wouldn't move, the vine hanging him wouldn't swing. His fingers would heal faster now that he wasn't wasting any of his energy somewhere else.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "\"Cutting you down would take energy not worth spending. Unless I use you as a punching bag. Or just leave. Do know that the way I have you tied up, it's impossible to get your mouth near.\"\n\n*The way Alex would be tied up is the following. His arms are behind his back, his forearms bound tightly together. The vines would also wrap around his neck as well, tight enough to stay on, barely not choking him, connecting his arms to his neck. His legs would be completely tied together, unable to separate in any way, the vines going from his thighs to his ankles. Another vine traveled from his ankles to the back of his neck, preventing his neck or head from moving.*\n\n\"Just a murderer tied up with vines.\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "\"How about this, you cut the basic vine down, keeping the one restricting my movements. That way I can't beat the shit out of you.\"\n\n*He said this legitimately as he opened his eyes to look down at him.*\n\n\"Who knows, you might even make an ally out of me.\"\n\n*He said this as he was close to successfully healing all of his fingers, besides both of his dorsal digit fingers. His face would be a blank expression as he looked at him, normally people would be somewhat frightened by this face, but he knew this fighter wouldn't. Instead he used this as a chance to show that he's being legitimate about his offer of becoming an ally. This offer would be risky as he might be seen as weak for trying to side with him, or it would show that he was mentally and physically capable of becoming a strong ally to the pack leader.*\n\n*This chance was a 1 and only, so he took it. He didn't care about a reputation or what the wolf thought of him, just that he gained out of this situation, that was his only goal.*" }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*.....Seriously? An ally? Anro didn't need an ally, much less a fool in his pack. There wasn't any room for the weak. Instead, Anro simply slices the main rope, which only drops the Macen down on the ground, directly on his head. The Canifor would simply leave with his wolves, Alex still being tied up.*" } ]

[ { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "Alex would stretch his arms and his legs again, even though it hadn't have been long since he was shackled. He would untie the hood from around his wounds as he put it back over his head. He would crack his knuckles as he walked up behind Anro close enough to where it wouldn't be suspicious of trying to attack.\n\n\"Which way is the capitol.\"\n\nHe said as he cracked his neck now as he asked this question. The grass would squish underneath his boots as he took each step, following them from a small distance. His footsteps would be silent as he walked, though his presence would be sensible." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*Oh, he was up already? That was interesting. Tougher than he thought, though Macen were known to be hardy.*\n\n*The beast and his pack would turn around to face the now hooded figure.*\n\n\"Why you askin' me? Don't know your way around?\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "\"Never left the forest really, figured it'd be a good time to go to the capitol considering everything\"\n\nBlood would drip loudly from his wounds as it pooled where he stood, he would continue to pop his bones, from his back to his individual toes. He would look down at his wounds and let up a sigh, debating and thinking on which ones he could heal and which ones he couldn't." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*It seems like some wounds weren't healable. His groin wound, his knees still severely out of place. It was a wonder that he could still walk.*\n\n\"Never left the forest, eh? Yet you got a scythe, metal blades.\"\n\n*Anro would turn back, letting out a huff. It seems obvious that the canifor's done with him.*\n\n\"If you're lost, don't expect others to find the way for you.\"" }, { "author": "ilyalex5697", "message": "Alex would scoff at his stupid assumption.\n\n\"I wasn't asking. You shouldn't be rude to the person you just told your abilities to.\"\n\nHe said as he walked off to the right of the wolves, using his deep knowledge of the forest entrances it would be his best guess that entrance would prove the most worthy. He would let his weapons be lost in the forest as they weren't really his to begin with, he stole them from wanderers in the wilds. His leather boots would make a gush sound as he walked through the occasional puddle, crushing and leaving footprints in the grass and dirt as he stepped. His hood would be stained with blood splatter as he began healing the wounds that were essential to stop, as long as he had the ability to do so. His knees would become more disfigured with every few steps he took, though he didn't care much about it, he was numb to pain in certain amounts. He knew he could heal them either way, they were just a fractured bone and a cracked kneecap in both legs.\n\nHe would hum a tune that was meant for the guitar, it sounded like a song about a battle of some sorts from just the music. It would be a fantastic song he hummed enthusiastically as he walked and healed his knee's." }, { "author": "Anro Shiv", "message": "*The beastkin would laugh, loud and hard. This fool. This absolute fool.*\n\n\"Telling my abilities? You haven't seen the worst of me yet. And I don't need to hide 'em either. Being scared of telling other people about your skills, that's for weaklings. Like rogues, mages or archers. No self-respecting fighter should be scared of others knowing their skills.\"\n\n*Anro would walk through the city, heading towards the main gate. His wolves would follow him, still very alert.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*It had been a rather dull few weeks for the vampiress of the bloody lake. Mizu had decided to remain in Salvania after her less than eventful encounter with the goblins, korvac dogs, and pyrotestudines as she was now 5 months pregnant. For better or worse, she realized she could no longer travel like she used to or take on any risky jobs, lest she harms her beloved child. Thus she had decided to take refuge with her timid companion Ellaine. In exchange Mizu had agreed to teach the macen in the ways of offensive magic.*\n\n\n\"Miss Ellaine, you need to concentrate your mana to be more rigid and sharp. Similar to the blade you conjure for Sir Reginald\"\n\n*Mizu would say in an attempt to hold guild her macen companion to cast heartpiercer. It was a simple enough spell with great lethality, and with Ellaine's talent Mizu suspected she will easily master it. All she needed was some guidance, and Mizu was more than willing to provide it*" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "*Ellaine had been in battle more than once and with each fight she was simply unable to do anything that actually helped her team mates. She felt useless but rather than moping around about it she asked the strongest person she knew to help her learn about offensive magics as she really didn't know any. The most offensive magic she had was summoning Sir Reginald and really he was made more so to protect herself and others rather than attacking herself. So today within the wilds Ellaine would be wearing a more flowing outfit that would help her to move about since her clothing was very tight fitted and wasn't exactly the best for mobility. She wore a gray long sleeve button up that was slightly loose on her sleeve so she didn't need to worry if it would rip or not along with a flowing skirt that went slightly above her knees, she also wore some stockings just to cover herself up abit more.\n\nAs she listened to what Mizu was saying her eyebrows furrowed in frustration. Ellaine wasn't used to summoning weapons, really Sir Reginald just came with the weapons and shield on himself when she studied the spell. As she focused wind began to surround herself then focus on one spot above her hands but as quickly as it appeared it simply dissipated once more. Once this happened a grumble escaped from Ellaine's mouth* \"Why are offensive magics so much harder to do? I can't do this properly!\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would let out a sigh as Ellaine failed attempt, but despite that Mizu was actually pretty pleased with Ellaine. Mitzu respected individuals who take it upon themselves to improve themselves, and Ellaine was attempting to learn more violent magic despite her peaceful nature. So Mizu could understand her frustrations.*\n\n\"I don't think they are harder per say, just you haven't yet set up the right mentality to master it. Perhaps you can acquire more focus if you think of it more as a skill to protect those you care about. Or perhaps holding a similar object will help.\" *Mizu would say as she handed over her spear to Ellaine*" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Well umm o-okay I'll try...\" *The blind girl said with uncertainty in her voice as she began doing what the woman had said, as she closed her eyes and focused on creating something to protect her while holding the spear wind would once again swirl and bend but now a few feet in front of her, the wind formed the familiar silhouette of an armored male with a shield but now holding a long spear. Upon seeing the figure Ellaine would just stop the focusing as it was clear that the woman was casting a different spell instead of what she was actually trying to do. She let out a sigh of frustration before turning her head to Kyuu in annoyance* \"ARGH! I-Its so... I ju-just d-don't!\" *Ellaine clenched her fists before taking a deep breath and being frustrated on the inside rather than showing her frustration in the outside to Kyuu*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"Well that was a bit closer, just need to not summon Sir Reginald as well. You are getting there, just got to keep on practicing. Let's see... Ah you got special eyes to see magical auras right? Perhaps you can use them to see how I concentrate my mana and try to replicate it!\"\n\n*Mizu wasn't really certain if this would really help as Ellaine had seen her cast heartpiercer multiple times, but at the very least Mizu hoped it would help keep her spirits up. She would then turn toward a nearby tree and conjure runes made of blood in the air. The blood would then condense and slowly take the shape of a spear before being launched at a great speed toward the tree. The tip would easily penetrate the wood and remain in the tree for a few seconds before dispersing in mana once more. Mizu would then turn to Ellaine*\n\n\"Think you can imitate that?\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Okay... Okay. I-I I just gotta focus.\" *Once more she took a deep breath while doing her best to clear her head and copy the mana and actions of Kyuu. She held her hand up in front of herself before slowly moving it about in a circle cause she wasn't really aware of what runes to write neither did she really create runes when casting due to her being blind and all. As her hand spun magic began traversing through her body as wind which was a representation of the natural and innate magic due to her race and blood. In the middle of the circle of wind rather than a spear she had created a large sphere made of condensed wind that after a few moments began to just shoot straight towards a tree although upon being released from he grasp it began weakening and dissipating before it could even reach the tree* \"W-What...\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would give a small applaud for the significantly improved attempt at casting the spell. It hadn't taken the form of the spear and it quickly dissipated, but it seemed at long last Ellaine had gotten down the basics of concentrating mana and shooting it*\n\n\"That was very close. Perhaps take some more time to condense the mana and shape it. Like maybe stretch out the sphere till you can form a sharp point and then shoot it. You are getting there\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"U-Umm okay I-\" *Ellaine quickly stopped herself from speaking as she suddenly realized that she was once again going to say sorry. She knew that Mizu didn't like it when she said sorry, that maybe she didn't mean what she said and was just saying that for the sake of apologizing so she just stopped and focused back onto training. Ellaine inhaled and exhaled before now focusing around the wind and her mana, the shape of the sphere she'd create would begin to elongate and point before then expanding and then contracting moving about like water within space before once again dissipating the like last time. As the macen turned her head towards Kyuu beads of sweat would begin to run down her head and her breathing became heavier that it was earlier. Magic was exhausting* \"T-This... Its so frustrating and hard.\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*\"It will be worth it in the end, believe me.\" \n\n*Mizu would then take note of Ellaine's heavy breathing and sweating. She would reach in her bag and hand Ellaine a waterskin* \n\n\"Why don't you rest up for a bit, no need to exhaust yourself. It's not like we are in a rush~\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"O-Okay... If you say so Kyuu.\" *Ellaine would take the waterskin giving an appreciative nod before heading towards a nearby tree where she rested on a large black messenger bag that was just filled to the brim with bottles along with padding to keep them from accidentally breaking and right next to it being a belt that also held a large number of potions. She knew that potions are very important when healing since she won't always be able to heal people as quickly as she'd like due to not having an unlimited amount of mana so there's where potions help her job!* \"D-Do you want a sandwich M-Miss Kyuu? I made some before leaving the orphanage since I figured we'd get tired...*Also the baby*\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"It's not if I say so, you got to believe it also\" *Mizu would scold in a light-hearted manner as she carefully took a seat next to Ellaine. She would rub her belly at the mention of it and nod*\n\n\"You're right, nutrition is important for me and my little one right now. So thank you for the sandwich.\" *She would say as she takes a sandwich from Ellaine and started to nibble away at it. While the sandwiches were of fine quality, in reality what Mizu really craved was some fresh blood. However she couldn't really say that to Ellaine now could she. The worst part was with her body as it was, she couldn't really go hunting on her own ether, and thus had been stuck eating 'plain' normal food and will likely have to do so for the next several months. But Mizu supposed it was small price to pay for a safe and peaceful environment. She typically enjoyed the high tension life of a warrior, but the more slow and easeful life of a mother-to-be was a pleasant experience as well.*\n\n\"Things certainly have calmed down, or is life always this peaceful for those that don't live on the front lines?\" *Mizu would ask while munching her sandwich to create some small talk*" } ]

[ { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"But-\" *Ellaine raised her finger up to give a retort to the woman's scolding but gave out a sigh instead finding the endeavor to be most likely fruitless. A smile did form across her face though as Kyuu recognized that she had thought about her child. She was quite excited to see the baby if she was going to be truthful she loved children and she absolutely just adored babies!* \"Hmm in all honesty this doesn't feel all that much different from my day to day life, before I summoned Sire Reginald it was just like this. Training, eating, resting, caring and then my job.\" *While she said this she watched Kyuu's shape just nibbling at the air. He magic was always quite funny when people held regular non living things, it just seemed like they were just clutching air.* \"I'm sorry I don't have any more sandwiches Miss Kyuu. I'd have brought us more but my bag is filled with alot of potions. I-I think I brought 18 inside my bag and I have 12 on my belt.\" *As she said this she'd begin rummaging around through her bag to look for any more food or really anything aside from the aforementioned potions. As she did she'd take out a number of potions that had this red coloring to them, others that had a blood like appearance, some that looked like brown mush and a couple that looked to be like quicksilver*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would shake her hands back and forth in dismissal* \"No no, this is more than enough, I am not the one training after all. That being said I appreciate the thought.\" \n\n*With that Mizu would finish her sandwich and then glance over to the various vials next to Ellaine. She would notice the artificial blood, and would feel a slight hint of bloodlust but would be able to quickly suppress it. She didn't really wish to expose her 'affliction' to Ellaine, especially over some fake blood. Mizu also didn't really like chemical taste of it anyway and figured it would be best to not get any of it into her baby either.*\n\n\"I didn't know you had taken up alchemy. How skilled are you with it?\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Yeah I have! I'm not exactly the best or even a master at alchemy but I do know a recipe or two. Since you know I usually just rely on my magic but having potions helps when I don't actually know the spell or when I'm too exhausted to cast any more. So I feel like it takes off some of my weaknesses as a healer!\" *A big smile formed on her face as she explained this before taking a big bite of the sandwich that she had made. While eating her head tilted slightly lower towards Kyuu's stomach* \"Miss Kyuu umm I'm curious. How are you and the baby doing? Is morning sickness setting in? Have you gotten any weird cravings recently? One of my patients that was a pregnant a few months ago had this strange craving of onions, rice cakes and fermented duck eggs! I didn't know where she got those from but I can say for certain that cravings do happen.\"" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"That's pretty clever. You don't need to be the master of something to make use of it\" *Mizu would say with a grin , genuinely impressed by Ellaine forethought. As Ellaine looked over to the bump over her belly, Mizu would let out a chuckle*\n\n\"I would be lying if I said I wake up every morning feeling fine, but it's manageable. As for cravings, I suppose you could say I have a few~ I remember encountering a beatkin tribe within the republic of Lymia that served Elf Blood pudding and Macen Blood soup. The unique spices and freshness of the meat left a lasting impression, and I've been dreaming about it when I sleep sometimes. Shame you can't really get it out here though~\" *Mizu would say with a laugh*\n\n\"How about you? I know you aren't pregnant or anything, but have you been craving anything? If it is something we can get nearby I am more than willing to go get it for you after we finish your training\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\".......Elf B-Blood... Pudding?\nM-M-Macen B-Blood Soup... Ha ha ha. That's quite the strange food name right Miss Kyuu? Blood... AHEM A-Anyway me? Well I don't really have anything I've been \"Craving\" Per say but I do wanna drink something very warm and salty right now. Something like a soup! Just to like wash down your gullet and stuff. Also thank you for the compliment when it comes to being better for my family and patients I always try to do the best that I can.\" *After finishing the last few bits of her sandwich she'd begin stretching alittle and breathing to ready herself to go back to training. She needed to summon this spear! She needed to be able to help in battle even if she really didn't want to. She needed to not be useless*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would grin and nod.* \"I can easily get you soup afterwards then. But for now let's get back to our training. Can't spend all day chatting around in the woods~\"\n\n*With that Mizu would slowly get up, carefully avoiding putting too much pressure on her lower belly.*\n\n\"Let's try something different, like maybe taking it one step at a time? Like trying to create the spear shape without trying to shoot it. Think you can do that?\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Umm I-I'll try!\" *Her voice was clearly unsure like even she was trying to convince herself ~~unsuccessfully~~. As she focused on casting the spell, now using two of her hands she'd begin to swirl and concentrate on the wind around her hands to create a large orb, with a hand gesture flicking outward the orb would become more thinner and pointed but also short unlike the woman's own spears. They were more sort of like long arrows and after awhile of concentrating through it and trying to elongate it the wind would just suddenly break on its form and dissipate out into the air leaving Ellaine empty handed and disappointed to say the least*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"That was close. It looked like you simply made the starting aura too small. Perhaps you can practice by coating a magical aura over my spear. Then once you get the hang of that you can try creating the spear again\" *Mizu would say in an attempt to comfort the macen. She knew Ellaine's confidence was fragile, so by reassuring her and offering alternative simpler tasks Mizu hoped she could help her companion keep her spirits up*" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "*Ellaine did a light nod as she heeded Kyuu's instructions on what to do next. Though her eyes were blocked most if not all the type her lower face did frequently show emotion and right now it was sad, frustrated and disappointed. While saying a low grumble would be heard from her before she then created quite a large orb of wind that she'd flick forward similar to how she did last time hoping to make a spear. Instead it moved alittle bit before bouncing back into shape, doing this again more frustratedly the same result happened and again and again... After the fourth time of rapidly flicking her hand in annoyance the orb of wind would just give way on her hand causing the blind girl to stumble and land onto the ground now dirtying the back of her l clothing* \"ARGHHHH S-STUPID! STUPID STUPID. W-Why? Why can't I do it, it ma-makes no sense. I've already been able to summon things in the past and its not like I'm a novice at magic by any means. Why can't I make a spear?!?!\" *She'd shout out angrily while still on the dirt and grass struggling alittle to actually get up*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would cringe ever so slightly each time Ellaine failed, knowing full well that the frustration was going to build up.*\n\n\"I'm glad you realize you are a capable of caster, but you shouldn't see that as a reason to hold yourself at a higher standard. You are trying a form of magic that not only have you never used before, but goes against your nature in general.\" *Mizu would then put her finger to her lip and ponder a bit*\n\n\"It could also be that spears aren't really a weapon you can connect with. In reality I suppose the weapon being launched doesn't really need to be a spear, and those long arrows you made before would suffice in killing smaller creatures like the goblins. So why not focus on that for now. Perhaps you can even try other weapon types like swords or lances\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "*As she stood up she clenched her fist tightly and gritted her teeth determined to do this. Determined to cast an offensive spell, she was already just too angry and frustrated with this. Enough was enough, as she swirled her hand a small orb of wind gathered around her hand hover a few inches from her palm rather than bending into the shape of a weapon she'd just throw it straight infront of her forcefully. The orb made of wind quickly just moved through the still air as it would impact a random tree creating a dent before instantly dispersing back into the air, upon doing this a sudden exhaustion came onto Ellaine as she felt her knees weak and arms heavy like being drained of her mana from that simple spell. It was clear that the magic she had done wasn't exactly properly cast since it took too much of her reserved mana but atleast finally she was able to do something* \"D-Did... Did I do it?\" *She struggled to say while breathing heavily" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would look in surprise at Ellaine launched her spell and would be even further amazed to see the dent in the tree. She had expected some sort of weapon like shape but Mizu couldn't deny the results. She would turn to Ellaine and smile and hand her a waterskin*\n\n\"I would like to say yes, but I'm not one to sugarcoat my words. You dented the tree with whatever you just did right now, but it wouldn't be a lethal blow. That being said, this is great progress. You finally have a spell that can at least hurt someone. Just need to make it more efficient and more impactful. Do you need to take another break?\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Th-That's great... Umm y-yeah I thi... Think another break is a good i-i-id-idea.\" *On Ellaine's face formed a smile although for Kyuu it was clear that the smile was a false one. It quivered and was unsteady as she stumbled her way back towards the tree disappointed since she now knew that she had barely made any proper progress on the spell atleast that's what she though. She was still unable to create the shape of the object nor was she even able to pierce through the tree. The gurl let out a sad sigh before resting her hand on the grass and just violently ripping them from the ground. Even with all that effort, even after she felt like she exhausted herself and all her mana she still was barely able to do something. A part of her really wanted to lash out in frustration but a larger part of her just wanted to stop and give up, why even put in the effort in trying anymore? It was clear she was horrible at doing this she should just stick to what she knows best and stay there. Only do healing, it did work for her years why should she even try this anymore... It doesn't matter just give up*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would press her hand to her hip and sigh. That fake smile was a bad sign as it meant Ellaine had taken a hit to her mentality. But Mizu didn't really know what else to do to help Ellaine other than offering tips and words of comfort. In the end if Ellaine decided to give up on training, there was nothing Mizu could really do about it. But he had faith in the little macen, and wanted to see her succeed, so she couldn't have her falter now. She would lean over Ellaine and offer her a sympathetic head-pat*\n\n\"You know, I really do admire the effort you are putting on improving yourself. It takes a lot of courage and determination. I'm sure that's why everyone in the orphanage appreciates you also\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"Y-Yeah... Thanks.\" *Ellaine would tell Kyuu as her head tilted away from her magical aura. She was feeling dejected right now and she really wanted to say something to Kyuu but she didn't want her to worry, the words the woman said to her she didn't really believe any of it. In her mind she thought that it was one of those things like when people tell her how amazed and proud they are when they find out that she's a blind person and that she's so brave for living normally. It felt so empty, what was she to do now? Should she really just give up and not bother? What was she to do...*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu,for better or worse, did not have the ability to read minds. Thus all she could perceive was Ellaine offering a meager half-hearted thanks. Of course it didn't take a genius to realize her words didn't help her at all, but there wasn't really anything else Mizu could offer. She would look over to the tree that Ellaine made a dent in then back to Ellaine*\n\n\"You think you can go for another round after your break or should we head back? As I said earlier, there is no need to rush this sort of thing\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"L-Lets... Head back. I-Is that okay? I thi-th-think I had enough training f-for one day.\" *Ellaine said as she stood up and began putting her potion belt back on her hips and the bag back across her chest. To her magic is really the only thing she's got and her master made her think that she's a prodigy when it comes to casting magic since many of the people she knows weren't magic casters. She thought she was special and great... Now finding out that there was a spell that she wasn't able to successfully do in a few tries it really hurt her ego. If she's not good with magic then what is she good at? She's not good at fighting that's obvious, neither is she good at doing chores like cooking, art is off the table... This spell.*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "\"Alright, sounds good to me.\" *Mizu would then help Ellaine pack up her things. She wished she could do more for the macen, but self-improvement comes from one's self. If her determination waned this quickly from struggling a bit, then it wasn't likely she really determined about the task in the first place. It was unfortunate, but Mizu knew better than to meddle in the life of others. If Ellaine ever wanted to pick up the training again Mizu was more than willing to help, and even if she didn't Mizu was still willing to keep her company.*\n\n\"Do you have a specific soup shop in mind when we head back, or will any work for you?\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"A-Any... Any would do. I feel like so-s-oup would really help right now.\" *She'd have a feel around on the base of the tree alittle bit more grabbing her cane tightly as soon as she felt it before looking back to where the two of them came from. Back to New Salvainia, soup sounded like a very nice comfort food to eat after this horrible day of training, maybe in the future she'd try again but perhaps not now she was still too fragile for this kind of thing* \"I guess I'll still be useless.\" *Patiently she'd wait for Kyuu to lead the walk back knowing that while she trusted her memory to go back its best if she let someone with sight take the charge*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would give a slight scowl at Ellaine calling herself useless and use her fingernail to lightly flick Ellaine's forehead.*\n\n\"What did I say about putting yourself down? Just cus you are failing to do one thing doesn't mean you are useless. Be proud of the things you can do instead of focusing on what you currently can't. You learned to deal some damage with your spell today, something you weren't able to do a couple days ago. With enough time and practice I'm confident you will master the spell. So just believe in yourself ok? Or if you can't believe in yourself, believe in me who believes in you.\"" }, { "author": "Ellaine Lockhart", "message": "\"B-But you said it yourself! A-All I did was a small dent... How long do I have t-to practice to be good at this? How long do I have to practice to actually be able to do something that's not just a dent into some wood? How can I believe in myself if what I have to believe in is a dent? How can you believe in that dent?\" *She gritted her teeth tightly while clenching both her fists. She was really trying to hold back her tears right now, it might not seem like it but Ellaine actually did care alot about the whole thing* \"M-Miss Kyuu... When I-I practiced healing magic I was able to pick it up as soon as I was sh-shown it. I was called a-amazing at magic, that I was s-s-special... I was a prodigy at it. But now that I'm not able to do this, it h-hurts... It hurts alot cause if t-this isn't what I-I'm good at then what am I good at? How can I believe myself now? I'm not amazing. I'm not special. I'm not a prodigy.\" *Ellaine rubbed her sweaty forehead a small glow coming from her hand as she had healed the minor flick. Her voice quivered slightly while she spoke. This hurt*" }, { "author": "Mizu", "message": "*Mizu would simply listen to Ellaine ramble on and let out a sigh. The poor girl put such high expectations on herself to the point it was actually humorous. Perhaps what she was going to say next wasn't very nice, but in Mizu's perspective the timid macen needed a wake up call.*\n\n\"I can believe in a small dent cus action speak louder than words, and a small dent is better than no dent. This might surprise you, but to me you have never been a prodigy. You were never special. You are simply a blind macen, one who I enjoy the company of, but you are otherwise unspectacular. However...\" *Mizu says while leaning forward so she could look at Ellaine at eye level*\n\n\"...You don't need to be special to be useful. There are hundreds of healers that are as good if not better than you, but the woman you saved on that quest didn't care if you were talented in healing or not. The only thing that mattered was that you were capable of healing her. Isn't that why you are learning offensive magic? So that you can protect people instead of being protected? You don't need to be good at magic to do those things, you simply need to be capable.\" \n\n*Mizu would then straighten her back once more and smile at Ellaine* \n\"And that's why I believe in you. The Ellaine I know despite not being a prodigy at swimming still swam. The Ellaine I know despite being being blind was capable of leaping across floating platforms. The Ellaine I know despite not being a talented caretaker she is still loved and relied upon by everyone in the orphanage. The Ellaine I know is capable, not talented. And that's why I believe you will be capable of completing this task also.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*You four, Matsuko, Niurga, Charlotte, and Juna, would have heard a call for help, be it by poster or by mouth. Either way, you would all meet up at the entrance of the forest, where the river flowed out. There was standing a young girl, who couldn't have been older than 15. She would watch as you all approached, now quite scared though at the massive, hairless beast with a large axe and shield.*\n\n\"H-hi there. I'm the one that called for help.\"" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "\"Hello there and we're the ones who are here to help.\" \n\n*Matsuko would give the girl a warm smile and a subtle wave. He looked at his unfamiliar teammates and became intrigued. It's not every day he gets to see a brayer and a canifor with two macens. Usually he's by himself.*\n\n\"Well I should introduce myself, I'm Matsuko but you can adress me as Matt. Pleasure to meet all of you.\"\n\n*He would step back and let the others talk, waiting patiently with his hands behind his head.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would take a couple steps forward with a timid expression. Strapped along the Canifor's torso was a bow accompanied with a quiver of arrows sitting along her back. A Jackal would stand close to her side, peering at the others with his normal look of suspicion. He had nothing against them, but he wasn't one to let his guard down. Juna would give a light smile to the girl and say:*\n\n\"I'm Juna and this is Jace,\" *She would say the name of her Jackal as she gestures down at him. At the mention of his name, he would look up at the two of them with full alertness.*\n\n*Juna would then turn towards the others in her group. It was nice to finally see Charlotte again after the time had passed, though the others she was still uncertain of. She wasn't sure what to think of them, however, she kept herself open-minded to the idea of getting to know them more.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*The hairless figure stood still, her arms resting over a flattened executioner great-sword which had no tip. There was no need for her to step forwards as she towered the other adventurers both in height and in volume. It was a brayer after. A fleshy tongue, visible through the teeth, could be seen moving around within the skinless skull. The voice of rough tone followed it.*\n\n**I am Niurgä. Some, from where i come, refer to me as... \"The Hairless\" Or even \"Faceless\" Due to obvious reasons.**\n\n*It could be strange for other to be informed of her location, as she expected that only her appearance was... Intriguing enough for these people. There was no need for them to learn that she was from the pirate organizations. Yet, the few pair of iron chains and shackles surrounding her waist was perhaps a small giveaways. She didn't think to use them today, but her hollow eyes were always on the lookout for some \"Prey\". For what concerned the team, she didn't think much. Being familiar with the macens odd partnership.*" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte stood among the group of four with a cheerful look. It had been a good while since she went on a quest or adventure of any kind. The most she could usually do is patrol the towns or cities she was assigned too. But as you could guess its not very lively and made Charlotte yearn for something else. Though a couple days ago she heard some other guards talking about a request for help from a forest. None of the other guards wanted to go, so the Macen decided she'd volunteer.*\n\n*Charlotte would look around at her comrades as they introduced themselves. Looking from one to another, the macen would notice a familiar face. Juna! It had been too long since they last met during her other quest. After Juna finished introducing herself, Charlotte would look over to the timid girl. The macen would offer her a warm smile and wave as if to say \"Hello!\" Without interrupting Niurga.*\n\n*Speaking of Nuirga, Charlotte would have mixed feeling about the brayer. The macen didn't want to make assumptions based on her appearance, but god was the giant scary. Intimidating at least, nightmarish at most, though the girl felt bad for thinking such a thing. Finally, it seemed to be Charlotte's turn to introduce herself, and without delay she did.*\n\"Hello Niurga and Matsuko! My name is Charlotte, Charlotte Caranaro. Its pleasure to meet both of you for the first time.\"" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The young girl would look at the crowd, somewhat hopeful, though fearful of the massive brayer in front of her. The group would be able to see her visibly swallow, and scoot a little bit towards Charlotte. She would take a deep breath, obviously not prepared.*\n\n\"Thank you, really. My village has been under attack by bandits in the past few months. We've been running out of food and money. The elders said that it would be safest to stay indoors, to shelter ourselves.\"\n\n\"But I'm scared. I don't want to face the hands of them. So I ran, calling for help. You four answered. Please, help me.\"" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "\"Of course! Now that we're done with introductions, let's move on to business. Little girl, do you know the bandits' location?\" \n\n*Matsuko would ask gently and he then would adjust himself in a more comfortable position. His breathing was calm and he looked towards the hairless brayer. She was something he had never seen before. It seemed.. Unusual. The only brayer he knew was the one he had slayed in a previous quest. Giant, much like Niurga. He then looked back at the little girl, crossing his arms.*\n\n\"I feel like im overwhelming you with questions but have you seen what the bandits are wearing? Weapons, armor and stuff like that. Sorry.\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would remain silent as Mat questioned the girl. It would be nice to get some intel, though part of Juna's attention was split between the group. As Charlotte waved to her, the Canifor would do the same with a light smile. She at least knew she could trust the Macen after she had protected the Canifor during their last quest. Looking over at the brayer, a slightly uneasy feeling would pass over her as she carefully picked up Jace to hold him securely in her arms. The Jackal seemed to raise in caution but he made no indication of it besides a small bark.*\n\n *When Mat had finished is set of questions, Juna decided to quietly add:*\n\n\"Any bit of information helps... We just need to know what to look out for.\"\n\n *She knew that they could face trouble going in blindly, but whatever the case may be, Juna could only hope that the information they receive would be enough to give them an idea.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*The mastodon of the group, as tall and menacing as she was, held in her face a look of confort. Perhaps more of a generally calm attitude. Listening to the small girl, she could understand how her simple presence within the group was not helping her feel better. Yet she cared for so little. She was there to help, to make profit and in the name of sportsmanship. Nothing better then an occasion to senselessly rip out the heads and guts of some petty mans.*\n\n*She'd glance at the animal Juna had. A heavy stair from her hollow eyes socket clashes against those of jackal. The breath from her bonny and dry nose left out a frail visible steam. A dense warmth coming down from it.*\n\n*So far every questions needed was already asked, beside a few of course. Numbers and species would most likely be answered normally. She rested over, silent as the massive pillar she was.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would listen to the others again while cracking her knuckles. A fight... Oh how long had it been since she felt the glory of battle? Most likely when the last quest was, though she couldn't remember when that took place. She hoped she hadn't gotten rusty, though this wasn't likely as the girl trained often, usually alone. Though the other's questions did annoy Charlotte slightly, as knowing these things before the battle spoiled some fun. Though it was fine as if she knew the opponent, she could focus on the one's she liked to fight the most.*\n\n*The macen wouldn't do much in the way of actions at this point. There was nothing to do except fidget with her weapon. But she couldn't, as it felt unnatural to draw her weapons without hostility. At most, Charlotte would rest her hand on her sheathed, sword's handle in anticipation. She'd stand still, looking off into the distance while dreaming about the future battle. The macen held a look of enjoyment on her face at the thought as well as some eagerness.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The girl would hold both her hands together in front of her, sheepishly. It doesn't look like she's ever been out of the village until now. She seems to feel slightly more comfortable at the knight's words.*\n\n\"I don't remember too much, sorry. All I remember is that one has a spear, one has a crossbow, and one had a sword that looked really bent.\"\n\n\"I-I hope that's enough...\"" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*Matsuko would nod his head in agreement to Juna's response.*\n\n\"Mhm. Just one more thing before we get going. Do you know their whereabouts?\"\n\n*He would stretch and yawn. While the conversation went on, he started planning on how they could approach these raiders.*\n\n*'Hmm.. So there are three bandits. One carries a spear, the other a crossbow, and the last a bent sword.. I wonder what this weapon is.'*\n\n*An intrigued expression would form on his face. He's slowly becoming more excited about fighting, who doesn't love a good brawl? After thinking to himself, he would wait patiently for more information.*\n\n*'This will be fun.'*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would become lost in thought at the girl's response. From the sound of it, there only seemed to be three that they had to deal with, to which it seemed like they at least had the advantage in numbers. As Mat asked his next question she would tilt her head a bit to the side. She knew at the that information would help, especially if they were hoping to be able to ambush, but turning her gaze towards the girl she wasn't sure if that much she knew.\n\n Jace would rest quietly in her arms, looking over at Niurhä to meet her gaze. A low growl would emanate in his throat from his discomfort of it. Juna would pet the top of his head causing the Jackal to quiet down. The Canifor decided to keep quiet and allow the girl a chance to explain while she idly coaxed Jace into remaining calm.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*They had been raided by a mere number of three poorly bandits? This was quite... Deceiving to say the least. She was hoping that such pamphlet about raiders was at least gonna be mad of ten people. Hell, she raided cargo ships with at least fifteen member aboard! An expression of boredom came to rest over the brayer. Almost looking unpleased by the information.* \n\n*Yet, she wouldn't let this affect her view on the situation. Perhaps the girl had only SEEN those three and that a few other would be around. She almost hoped for more. More gust to spill and head to chop after all. Plus a greater opportunity to catch someone. But if she'd fail to find a prey, maybe she could come back later for that little girl. Yes... This one look like she'd be worth a little more with the right buyer. The eyes of the minotaur glanced at the guest giver as she thought of her plan, her tongue washing down her dry teeth as she did.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would frown slightly at the thought of only 3 enemies. Sure, it would be easier to deal with, but what was the fun in that? Seeing how there would be only 3 of them, two of the group would have to share an opponent. But the thought of it became boring and the slight frown on her face from earlier would match the Brayer's boredom. The macen would sigh slightly, seemingly disappointed before a thought arrived. Wait, just because she saw only three of them doesn't mean there aren't more!*\n\n*The thought of this excited the girl again as she was before. She seemed to of undergone a roller coaster of emotions in a few short second. Which to an outside observer looked rather goofy to say the least. Though thankfully it seemed like no one was paying attention to her. The macen could be spared the embarrassment of being caught like that, or so she thought.*\n\n*After Matsuko finished talking, Charlotte would decide to speak up. Out of the three known opponents, that bent swordsmen seemed the most fun. Though she was fine with any as long as it was a fight, she had her preferences.*\n\"After we finish, i think we should make a little plan. If we can follow through, lets decide which opponent we'll face when we get there, alright? First, i call dibs on the bent sword guy!\"\n*Charlotte would give a cheerful grin to the rest of her group, beginning to fantasize about the incoming battle.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The girl would smile now, and nod, happy that she had finally helped her village.*\n\n\"They're just north of here, about maybe...4 miles?\"\n\n\"I also don't remember what the others were carrying. Just that there's more than 4.\"" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "'Oh? It wasn't three after all. Hmm.. They for sure outnumber us now. Maybe a group of five? Maybe six..'\n\nIt kind of worried him but at least they have all the information they needed. We for sure know there are three who are armed and the others unknown. This will be interesting, four to five? Or more.\n\n\"Thank you for the information, little girl.\" \n\nMatsuko would say with a comforting voice. He then walked up to her and leaned down to give her a soft pat. He would place his hands on his knees and push himself back up and look back at his teammates.\n\n\"We should get going, and while we walk should we design a plan to slay these raiders?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would simply nod at the mention of preparing themselves as they went. She would lightly place her Jackal down on the ground to which he'd wander around the group to his own accords.*\n\n*The idea that there were more than four concerned Juna with the thought that they no longer had the number advantage. At the very least they could get the surprise on them if they were quick and stealthy enough.*\n\n*Juna would turn her head northwards. It would probably take some time before they get there, giving them enough of a chance to decide the best course of action. She would look over to Mat and says in response:*\n\n\"We should probably get going, I don't think the raiders will be waiting for us.\"" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*AH! Of course there was more! Couldn't raid a damn town with only three lads after all right. This pleased the brayer, as she now felt that accepting this quest was perhaps not as futile as she previously thought it was. At least now she knew there was gonna be a good fight, something worth a breaking a sweat!*\n\n*Her dense, damaged and heavy fingers surrounded the shaft of the impressive blade, lifting it up on her shoulder. This massive flattened chunk of metal was nothing to be wielded all nelly willy, as it's edged were meant to decapitate the head off the necks of the more robust of creature. Including Titans. It seemed almost like a butchering blade, ready to slice down and chop muscles apart from one another.*\n\n\"**Indeed small ally, better he'd be that we go now before the words get passed by.**\"\n\n*Following her dry statements, the brayer, standing over her great hoof, began walking towards Norths as the girl mentioned. She'd wait the others by going at a moderate speed, not wanting to arrive without them. She couldn't just fight down a whole group alone. At least, she did wanted too.*\n\n\"**Come on y'all!! We ain't got all damn day here!!**\"" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The girl seemed shy at the headpat, but let Matsuko do it nonetheless, her hands flattening her shirt.*\n\n\"Th-thank you. For helping my village.\"\n\n*She then wandered into the forest, beginning to climb a tree, to stay safe.*\n\n*As you four traveled through the forest, you would be able to hear some speech, but not able to make out what they say. It's obvious that there's multiple people, a fire burning.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would walk with her Jackal pressed close to her side. She kept her bow tightly held in her grasp while gazing around the forest for any sign of the raiders. At the sound of the voices ahead, she would suddenly stop and allow her ears to angle themselves forward. The Canifor would say in a low voice:*\n\n\"I think they're close...\"\n\n*She didn't like the idea that there was no telling how many raiders there were in total. The lack of knowledge could end up leaving them overwhelmed in battle. Her gaze would pass over to the trees that surrounded them. Maybe she could at least get a vantage point there to see what they were up against. Jace would look up at her expectantly as if waiting for her to do something, but instead Juna simply decided to look towards the others and see what they thought was the best course of action.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*Niurga ceased her advance as the whispering voice of both the ally and unknowns men crossed her hears. It was small, yet perceptible by a small amount. Yet couldn't manage to get a clear idea of the number nor they subject of the conversation. It was too frail for that.*\n\n*She'd glance over at the comrades, her sword firmly held by the side. Her look spotted the small gaze over the trees from Juna, thinking that it would also be a good idea to get an advantageous sight over what was happening further back.*\n\n\"**Come here, i'll boost you up there**\"\n\n*The brayer said, knelling down with one of her hands ready to lift the smaller feline individual.*" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*Matsuko also halted in the risk of them being spotted. He could hear the vague voices of the raiders and his grip only tightened. His greatsword would be at his left and he was ready to for battle.*\n\n*'They're close..'*\n\n*He'd look towards his party members for a brief moment.* \n\n\"Careful, we don't want them raising an alarm.\"\n\n*Matsuko would whisper with a calm voice. He slowly took one step closer to the tree in front of him and tried to see if he could spot anyone.* \n\n`1 m/s North.`" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would follow the lead of her companions and stopped before they were spotted. The Macen would carefully unsheathe her shield off her back in preparation for whatever was gonna happen. So far, it looked like Juna was getting a better view with the help of Niurga. As such, the girl would leave it to the brayer to help/protect the canifore for now.*\n\n*For now, Charlotte chose to follow along with Matsuko's lead. She'd nod to what he said, despite if he could see her or not.*\n``1m North, 2M East``" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As you approached, you wouldn't be able to see them quite yet due to the overgrowth, but you would be able to spot some fabric sheet. Their speech could now be heard.*\n\n\"Man, this is easy pickings.\"\n\n\"We should get our numbers up. Eventually, someone's going to catch on.\"\n\n\"Come on, scared of a few adventurers?\"" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would glance at the seemingly random piece of fabric sheet. Taking a moment to think about it, the macen would ultimately ignore it. Best to keep things you dont understand from distracting you. After all, getting distracted from the fight would ruin the fun!*\n\n*Charlotte would listen to what the raider's were saying. Though she'd quietly giggle at the last part. She'd then whisper lightly to Matsuko.*\n\"Its a good thing we came now, before their numbers grew. Maybe they should be scared of a few adventurers?\"" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would timidly glance at the brayer before walking over to her. The Canifor was used to climbing up in the trees to get a good viewing point, but with Niurgä's assistance, she would place one foot on her lowered hands. Her own hands would place against tree in order to help hoist herself up the trunk to where the branches were. Would she make it up, the Canifor would walk along the branch and try to glance out to see what she was able to view from above.*\n\n*Her Jackal would pace around the base of the tree before sitting up and looking up towards the Canifor, patiently waiting. He kept quiet, listening intently for anything hostile nearby.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*As the companion rested within her dry palm, the brayer gently lifted the girl. It was a quick motion, meant to sent her over the branches to get a quicker hight. Yet, it wasn't too destabilizing for the feline. Or she hoped.*\n\n*Once out her hands, she'd maintain her position. Waiting for the guided eyes of the tree climber*" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*Matsuko would turn slowly and his eyes would shift towards Charlotte.*\n\n\"We can talk when the raiders are dead.\"\n\n*He quietly whispers to Charlotte and looks back towards the fabric sheet. They're for sure getting close and he could hear the raiders' voices.*\n\n*'Sigh, I need to focus on the mission at hand, I just need to get closer..'*\n\n*He took two more steps in silence, lifting his greatsword each step. He tried to stay behind the tree and its shade. While looking out for the bandits.*\n\n`1 m/s North.`" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*By getting up to a large height, Juna would find herself having a massive vision boost, no longer impeded by the trees. She would be able to see all of the raiders, and their equipment.*\n\n*2 Falchion wielders, with Kite shields strapped to their arm, wearing gambeson and metal helmets.*\n*1 longsword wielder, in full Almain rivet and helmet, with gambeson underneath. He would be wearing bracers and greaves.*\n*1 Warhammer wielder with a wooden round shield and chainmail over gambeson, along with a metal helmet.*\n*1 crossbowman, in Brigandine and with a metal helmet. The crossbow seemed to be of medium weight.*\n*1 hewing spearman, with Brigandine and metal helmet.*\n*And 1 warrior dressed the same as the longswordman, wielding twin Khopesh.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Her eyes would widen at the sight of all of them and carefully she would lower herself on the branch to maintain balance while also trying to prevent herself from being seen. She would look down at the Brayer and say in a quiet voice:*\n\n\"I can see seven of them... And they all have weapons on them...\"\n\n*Juna would glance back out towards the group of raiders and would continue:*\n\n\"Most of them have shields and armor... I don't know if it would be smart to run directly in...\"\n\n*Juna wasn't that great at coming up with plans, but looking at what they were up against, she wasn't sure if a completely direct approach was the best.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*The brayer thought of an appropriate approach for an instant. Perhaps a surprise attack was better suited for this type of situation. If they were to surround the group in team of two, then maybe they'd be able to have a better chance combined with the element of surprise.*\n\n\"**Me and you will go take them from the left while the two others go to the right. We'll attack over my signal. If we get detected then simply prepare to fight.**\"\n\n*With that said, the brayer began her advance toward the left. Carefully walking through the grass, hoping the feline followed her. After getting back down.*\n\n`1m north, 2m West`" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "\"Understood.\" \n\n*Matsuko would nod and he would start to walk cautiously towards the heartwood of the tree. He quietly set his greatsword down on the grass and crouched. Looking forward and analyzing the bandits' equipment.* \n\n*'Juna was right, they're fully armed.'*\n\n*He would sit down carefully, his back towards the tree and he glanced at Niurga and Juna. He patiently waited for Niurga's signal and looked around.* \n\n`1 m/s North.`" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As Niurga moves up, the massive Brayer would inevitably cause _something_ to snap under her weight. A tiny branch, hidden under the foliage. The 2nd Falchion wielder suddenly looks back. It seems like he hears something.*\n\n\"Did any of y'all hear that?\"\n\n*The 1st Falchion wielder turns to him, looking at the first one like he's an idiot.*\n\n\"What, hear a crackling leaf? That's called fire, man. It makes noise.\"\n\n\"Psssh, he's paranoid.\"\n\n\"No, I swear I heard something.\"\n\n*The 2nd Falchion wielder stays sitting, but his hand is still on his weapon.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna's ears would perk up as they spoke, deeply hoping they didn't notice them yet. Slowly, the Canifor would make her way down the trunk of the tree, planting her feet on the ground after reaching it.*\n\n *Her Jackal stood up readily as he saw her reached the bottom and looking towards Niurgä, she would slowly follow behind the brayer. Jace would follow behind them, his tail flicking back and forth in anticipation. Reaching her hand back to her quiver, Juna would draw an arrow to safely notch into her bow as a way of readying herself in case they were spotted.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*An annoyed face now rested over the large brayer's face. Needless to say she was happy that those baboon hadn't spotted her right there. She'd continue her advance after looking behind, watching the movement of the party.*\n\n*Realizing that one member hadn,t move, she'd point the finger to her, guiding its tips toward the male.*\n\n\"*Got with him!!!*\"\n\n*She said with her lips-less mouth, miming the words without saying anything.*\n\n`2m North, 1m West.`" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*As he heard the concerned voice of the bandit Matsuko immediately tried to make himself smaller by going into a prone position beside the tree.*\n\n*'Phew.. Thank the gods.'* \n\n*He sighed quietly and stayed prone, mimicking what a Sentinel would do. Staying still and keeping watch. Still waiting for Niurga's signal, though he'd hope he was already in position. He then started to drag his greatsword towards him and grip it with one hand, preparing himself to ambush. He then started thinking.*\n\n*'From what I can recall, there is seven of them and four of us. They outnumber us by three, so that's a disadvantage. Hmm..'*\n\n*As the seconds went by, he kept thinking about strategy.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would grimace as she heard the group of raiders talked amongst themselves. \"Whew, that was close. We almost got discovered!\" She'd think to herself. Though it wouldn't be too bad if they got discovered in her opinion. After all, she really was only there to fight someone.*\n\n*The Macen girl would soon notice Niurga pointing at her and then over to Matsuko. Charlotte would pause for a moment, seemingly thinking over what she had meant. The girl wasn't very bright, so something like this usually flew over her head. But in the context of battle, she could understand somewhat. Soon enough, the Macen would make her way over to matsuko, positioning herself behind him.*\n\n*Charlotte assumed that Juna would take the falchion user to the left, so she'd aim more to the right. Positioning her arm up and aiming at the longswords-men, the Macen would prepare her arm mounted repeater crossbow. She'd then whisper over to Matsuko wants more.*\n\"Ready when you are.\"\n\n``2m South, 4/5m North``" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The movements would cause yet another branch to crack, but still only concerning the 2nd falchion wielder.*\n\n\"Y'know what, I'm checking that out.\"\n\n\"You do you, I guess.\"\n\n*The falchion wielder would brandish his weapon and round shield, looking around for any potential threat,*\n```Niurga is not yet spotted and has time to hide.```" }, { "author": "joscros", "message": "~~Time to shoot em~~" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would go still, listening out for the footsteps. As she heard one of the raiders mention coming out to check the noise, she would press herself against a nearby tree to prevent herself from being spotted. Her Jackal would look to her, temporarily following the Canifor to her hiding place.*\n\n*She would look between the Jackal and the direction the wielder's voice was coming from before tilting her head to incline the Jackal to head towards it.*\n\n*Jace would hesitate, but slowly he would turn to the voice and slowly walk towards it. His tail hung low submissively as he allowed himself to be more out in the open.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*In an attempt to hide behind the tree, the brayer dashed in diagonal in a quick motion. She was unsure if it was the safest bet but preferred to stay hidden a bit longer until they could get closer.*\n\n*If she managed to safely get behind the trunk, still undetected, she'd tear out the claws of her right hand.*\n\n`2m North , 2 West`" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would grimace once more as she heard the falchion user decide to take a look. It was her fault this time, but hopefully the others could handle it. In fact, it looked like the other two were already making their moves. As such, the Macen would remain still. Even if the other two were seen, Charlotte could at least hit the longswords-men. She'd sigh slightly, just waiting to see whats going to happen next.*" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*Matsuko would slowly push himself up and look at the Falchion wielder. He would kneel down and place his right forearm on his kneecap. The only he could do now was wait with anticipation, hoping the distraction would work. He then held his greatsword eagerly with his left hand.* \n\n*'If Niurga can't finish him off, then I can help.. But I doubt she'll really need my help.'*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As soon as he spotted Jace, the Falchion wielder takes a stance, ready to face whatever opponent was there. When it turned out to be a small jackal, he seemed to relax. He didn't completely put down his guard though. After all, it was odd for a jackal to simply appear, submissively. If it were wild, it would simply have ran.*\n\n*He still seemed unsure if there was anyone around or not, so he would simply scan the area, holding his Falchion behind his round shield.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would turn her head towards the raider and slowly draw the string of her bow back. She knew she didn't have a good angle for a clear shot, causing her to hesitate. Juna would decide to hold the position for a short while in case something were to happen to her Jackal.*\n\n*Jace would lower himself to lay prone on the ground. He stared up at the raider with a neutral expression. The Jackal would refrain himself from growling at him, so as not to draw too much attention.*" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*Glancing at the falchion wielder, the brayer would ready her hand, preparing to grab the whole head of the man. She'd take a few step near the tree, trying to pass behind the man ready to grab him. She hoped the lad was too focused on that pet to realize her presence. If someone were to make a small distraction again, it would be even better.*" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "*Matsuko would crouch and grip his greatsword. He then took a small step towards the falchion wielder and thrust the greatsword into the ground, loud enough to lure the falchion wielder to him.* \n\n`1 m/s West.`" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Still wary, the 2nd Falchion wielder would hear Matsuko's sword thrust into the ground, and turn towards the noise.*\n\n\"Hey!\"\n\n*A scream soon emitted from the man's mouth, as the brayer grabs his entire head. In reaction, he would attempt take a wild swing backwards with his blade.*\n\n*Both the yell and the scream would immediately alert the others, who soon begin to take up positions.*" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Hearing the man scream would cause Charlotte to panic slightly . It caught her guard off for sure, enough to almost make her shoot by accident. Though she managed to avoid this, keeping her cool and adjusting. Her aim would still focus on the long swordsmen, specifically his torso. She'd then fire off 3 arrows at him before backing off so she could switch weapons.*" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would turn her head in the direction of the other raiders as they became aware of their presence. For a moment she began to panic, having to adjust her aim. She would try to lock on to the other Falchion wielder and fire off an arrow before taking the time to notch another arrow in her bow.*\n\n*Jace would suddenly hop up, a growl coming from his throat as the man screamed. Drawing back his lips in a snarl, the Jackal would try to jump at the man's leg and clamp down on it.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "*The brayer took little care of the screaming man held in her palm. Was about time to make thing serious after all. As her prey tried fo fight it off, standing in front of her, she went to hold a part of his neck with her second palm. While doing so, she'd attempt to snap the spine of the man. Tried to make things quicker and cleaner for that one.*\n\n*If she had manage to secure the kill, she'd take a hold of her weapon, ready to charge by advancing towards the enemy's scum.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As it turns out, Almain rivet is very good at protecting its wearer, on both sides.*\n\n*Charlotte's arrows would simply clang off the longswordman's almain rivet, traveling at a far lesser velocity than a single arrow due to the force of the bow being spread among 3 of them. He's a bit shocked, as anyone would be, but he quickly gets ready, not advancing forward as he sees Matsuko's greatsword.*\n\n*Niurga's armor prevents the falchion blade from slicing open her stomach, steel simply glancing against steel. Her Brayer strength allows her to easily sever the bandit's spine, and he falls limply to the ground.*\n\n*The 2nd Falchion wielder would attempt to block the arrow with his round shield. Arrows, however, pierce shields, and it passes partially through. However, it's not enough to damage the man, as the gambeson stops it, and he cuts the arrow out of his shield.*\n```Falchion 2 is dead!```" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would pull herself back behind the tree as she notched her next arrow. She would then turn back around and slowly advance a bit, just so that she was close enough to aim her next shot.*\n\n```3 m/s North```\n\n*Her Jackal would turn to her, joining her side as she drew back the bow once more, aiming again at the other Falchion. The bow she held would glow brightly as a second arrow appeared beside the original before she eventually fired off the shot towards him.*\n\n```Doubleshot, 5 Mana Used, 95 Mana Left.```" } ]

[ { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would click her tongue at the sight of her arrows bouncing off him before backing off. She'd draw her shield and just get ready for melee combat in general. Though the guardsmen would soon notice Juna moving forward and would decide to try to protect her. As such, Charlotte would move in front of Juna with sword and shield ready.*\n``3M West. 2M North``\n\n*Looking around, it seemed like Matsuko had more enemies next to him. Because of this, Charlotte would decide to lend him a hand. The macen would extend a hand towards him as a magical aura surrounded her. Said aura would then seamlessly transfer over to Matsuko, if he so permitted.*\n\"Let me give you a hand friend, knock them dead!\"\n\n*Charlotte would give a large, battle hungry smile to the man.*\n``Herculean Strength casted on Matsuko. 15 mana cost, 3.5 mana regen. 58.5/70 mana remaining.``" }, { "author": "Niurga The Hairless", "message": "By the snapping crack of the severed spine, the brayer turned to face the fellow mancen. A similar faith loomed upon them, the shrieking sound of a scourging scream of testosterone coming from the beast. A faint reddish glow surrounded its body as she began dashing with her extended arms arms, firmly holding the massive blade. \n\n`Fleet Foot 15 mana, 2m north`" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Juna's twin arrows would both pierce the shield, with the second one piercing straight through his arm, and a grunt of pain can be heard from him as he backs away from the massive brayer.*\n\n*Niurga would soon find herself somewhat surrounded, as the raiders begin to move. Not only that, but the crossbowman would take aim at her, and fire. It wasn't clear where he would shoot.*\n\n*Matsuko's strike would clash against the wooden shield, the sheer strength forcing the warhammer wielder downwards. He would soon regain posture though, and the knight could see the longswordman go around the tree.*\n```Falchion 2 has an arrow through the arm!```" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte watched as Niurga came under assault by the raiders. 1 Vs 4, no one would like those odds of winning. So she might as well lend a hand to her comrade in arms Niurga. But before she made her move, the guard would look back towards Juna.*\n\"Make sure to prioritize the crossbowmen. Im going to give Niurga a hand!\"\n\n*Charlotte would then begin to move, running over to the West and then towards the Khopesh-Shield user in a flank manner. Carrying the momentum of her run over to her attack, the Macen would charge the man. She'd attempt to shield bash him and knock him over so he could stab him when hes vulnerable. The guard's hand's would also glow blue as she tried to knock the man over.*\n\"Take this!\"\n``Empowered Strike. 5 mana used, 3.5 mana regened. 57/70 mana used``" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*She would look over at Charlotte as she told her to focus on the one with the crossbow and would give a small nod. Looking around Juna, would try to scope them out as she notches another arrow into her bow. As she found him, she questioned her possibility from hitting him at this angle.*\n\n *Juna would look down at her Jackal and hold a hand out to him, causing him to glow blue.*\n\n```Psionic Speed, 15 Mana used, 2.5 Regened. 82.5 Mana Left.```\n\n*After casting the spell, Juna would tilt her head towards the Crossbowman, sending her Jackal off to him. Drawing her bow back, she would keep her gaze locked on the other archer as her jackal would rush towards him with his newly given speed.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Aiming at the crossbowman would be quite difficult, as the tent would be in the way. It was possible, though, and the arrow sticks itself into his left shoulder, weakening the arm with the torch. Moving in, he would try to take a swing at the jackal with the torch.*\n\n\"Get the fuck away, or I swear I'll kill the little rascal!\"\n\n*The kick would catch the Khopesh wielder off guard, though his almain rivet would protect him. Nonetheless, a 9.5 strength kick would hurt, and he would end up getting the wind knocked out of him as he fell to the ground.*\n\n*Charlotte's faced with another problem though, as the hewing spear is thrusted at her neck.*\n\n*Thankfully, Matsuko would be able to dodge the hammer blow. Even better, is that he overextended, and stumbles into the tree. Bandits don't have much training, after all. Matsuko's heavy blade would encounter a two handed block with the longsword, one propping the blade itself, but Matsuko's weapon is too heavy, and his strength is far more, so it blows right through the guard and crushes the swordsman's left shoulder, rending it useless.*\n\n```Niurga and Falchion wielder 1 retconned!\nKhopesh is disabled for the round via wind knocked out of him!\nSwordsmen is disables for the round due to pain!```" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would grin as her kick connected and pained the man. Surprisingly, the raider didn't expect her foot too his stomach, but that was good for her. Maybe a little upsetting as that meant he wasn't experienced in battle very well. This put a frown on the Macen's face, though the Khopesh users skill wasn't a big concern. As the guardswomen noticed the spear user stabbing at her, the macen's eyes would widen slightly. In response, Charlotte would attempt to fall backwards in order too dodge. With the same momentum of falling backwards, Charlotte would swing her sword up at the spear. She'd attempt to slash off the metal tip of the wooden spear and disarm the spear user.*" }, { "author": "com.co", "message": "``Hercluean Strength, 5/6 turns remaining. 3.5 mana regen. 48.5/70 mana remaining``" } ]

[ { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Charlotte would grunt slightly as she hit the grassy floor. It didn't hurt exactly. But the force still caused her to make a noise. The macen blinked a few times, attempting to regather her mind, quickly looking around. The guardswomen would soon spot the Spear user's attack as well and would smile once more at it.*\n\n*Charlotte would raise her shield in defense, attempting to dull the slash with her shield. If she did so successfully, she'd than attempt to sweep the spear user's leg with her own. At the same time, she'd notice Juna's small pet attempting to help her take down the for which was cute to say the least. It seemed Juna would be a good friend for ages too come, even her pet was nice. Nice enough to help her, which did make Charlotte a little annoyed as she enjoyed the challenge or 1 on 2.*\n``Herculean Strength, 4/6 turns remaining. 3.5 mana regen. 52/70 Mana Remaining``" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The spear would simply clash with the shield, dealing virtually no damage. Though, the spear allowed him to strike from a good distance away, and Charlotte isn't quite able to trip him up, her foot brushing his leg. In response to Jace, the spear user intercepts his lunge by jamming the butt end of the spear right into poor Jace's nose, putting him out of the fight, and he swiftly turns it into another strike at Charlotte's knee this time.*\n\n*Matsuko would be easily be able to dodge the predictable strike and launch an uppercut to the warhammer wielder. The force blast would end up striking him in the back, forcing him _into_ Matsuko's punch. The gambeson protects him from instant death, as a 10 strength punch is nothing to laugh at, but the wind's knocked out of him.*\n\n*The heavy vertical strike, however, is not blocked, but deflected to the side and into the tree, biting into the wood as the angled sword redirects the heavy blade. Immediately after the deflection, the swordsman lunges at Matsuko. The kick wouldn't connect as there was too much distance with weapons in between them.*\n\n*As for Charlotte, the Khopesh wielder would be back up. Another downward strike would be aimed at her head.*\n```Jace is probably out of the fight after getting his nose slammed into the butt end of a spear.```" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*As Jace took a direct blow from the base of the spear, he would let out a loud whimper before collapsing face first onto the ground, his lunge stopped midway from the hit. The Jackal would try to lift himself up before shakily finding his head dropping back to the ground tiredly. For the time being, he would remain there panting on the ground, his ears flat on his head as he laid prone.*\n\n*Juna's ears twitched as she would turn her head around to see her collapsed Jackal. A feeling of shock would pass through her, soon to be replaced with frustration.*\n\n*Juna grabs an arrow from her quiver and notches it in her bow. Turning around fully to face the spearman who stood nearby, she would draw the string of the bow back and fire it at him. As she fires it off, she would quickly reach for another arrow, not taking her eyes off of him.*\n\n```2.5 Mana Regened, 77.5 Remaining```" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The spearman levels his spear, ready to charge, but sees that Matsuko's approaching and wielding a large greatsword. Two against one weren't great odds, and it looks like his teammates are falling.*\n\n*The last statement would fall true as Charlotte simply brings her sword up over her shoulder, almost as if she was hoisting it, and the blade stabs the Khopesh wielder right in the face, who promptly dies.*\n\n*Seeing this, the spear wielder obviously isn't dumb. 3 against one was a death sentence.*\n\n\"Oh hell no!\"\n\n*And he turns tail and runs off.*\n```Khopesh wielder is dead. Charlotte has entered NPC control. Spear wielder is running away.```" }, { "author": "Juna Carse", "message": "*Juna would move one hand and reach for the string of her bow before raising it up and drawing back the arrow she had left in it. Internally, she had grown hateful of the person who had struck upon her Jackal and now seeing him run away only built onto it. She took aim, directing more towards the spearman's back, but after a short pause she eventually lowers her aim and fired off an arrow more directed towards his leg.*\n\n*She couldn't bring herself to kill him directly, instead letting him at the very least suffer the consequences of his actions. After firing off the arrow, Juna would quickly avert her attention towards her Jackal who laid slumped on the ground. A worried expression would pass over her as she would lower her bow.*" }, { "author": "Matsuko Zalar", "message": "\"Sheesh.\"\n\n*Matsuko would take a deep sigh and turn his head slowly turning towards Juna and Charlotte.*\n\n\"I guess we're all done?\" \n\n*He would lay down his greatsword and stretch. Moving his shoulders and finally picking it back up.*" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*By the time it takes Juna to get her bow drawn, the man's too far away for it to be effective, hitting a tree instead. Good thing is that they're rid of.*\n\n```6 UP and 500 silver awarded to all players!```" }, { "author": "Charlotte Caranaro", "message": "*Phases out of existence*" } ]

[ { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "In the distance can be heard the humming of a large man cutting into trees" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*A girl would be walking around looking at the nature and the animals*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "Dole rears his arm back and swings his axe as hard as he can into the side of the tree hoping to fell it with this last swing" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be walking around somewhat nearby but she wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings though she could hear everything that was going on*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole sniffs the air and turns in time to see someone appear from the wilderness as the tree begins to fall in the direction of the stranger*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would turn around as she could somewhat hear the rustling of leaves only to be met by shock by the tree inching closer towards her*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole reaches out and flings the falling tree somewhat to the side trying to knock it out of the path of the stranger* \"Careful friend ya wouldn't want to get crushed by a falling tree out here in the wilds would ya\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would shake her head to bring herself back to reality* \"Oh my goodness thank you so much! I'm so sorry i need to be more careful of my surroundings\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "**Dole appears as a 7 1/2 tall Earth Macen with two Dane axes at his side**" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"My you are really tall - i'm adeliza by the way and thank you again for saving me\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"It's no problem.What brings you to these parts today stranger\"*Says Dole as he begins stripping branches from the tree*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Nothing really just trying to get out of the house for a while and enjoy the nature\" *She would say as she climbed another tree and sat on one of the branches* \"What are you up to?\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I am cutting trees, they are good for training\"*Says Dole as he moves the now cleaned log to the side as he begins chopping down another tree*\n\n\"As I cut the trees each tree becomes easier and easier to cut, I then make homes and other things so that people will have places to sleep and live, this in turn brings about the possibility of children, and children may one day become worthy opponents.\" *Dole cuts down the next tree and and begins stripping the wood*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh wow that is truly amazing but i mean you are also helping a lot of people which is very kind of you\" *She would smile at him as she watched what he was doing*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "R!Char adeliza white" }, { "author": "RPBot", "message": "CharID: ADE778\nName: Adeliza White\nOwner: Beans\nAccepted By: Jason does an uwu\nStarting Money: 25 Gold" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I think that helping people is important, for to give a weak man strength makes him more worthy of an opponent, to foster someone's abilities and aid others make people as a whole stronger. Life is a battle and as one continues through it they grow stronger in some ways and weaker in others. I try to help people where they are weak so that as a whole they become stronger\"*Dole finishes his second tree and begins to work on his third*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Wow that's a great philosophy that i also agree with. I too, like you, love to help people and it brings me happiness especially since i've gone through a lot of hardships and i don't really want others to go through those alone like i did\" *She would say the last bit a little bit softer but still loud enough for him to hear*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I train today so I can fight stronger than before tomorrow, perhaps you would like fighting yourself, \"One From The Forest\" There is no greater thrill than to clash ones strengths and weaknesses against each other to improve yourself.\" *Dole strips the third tree and begins cutting into the wood*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Ah well you see, i'm not much of a fighter but i am trying to work towards getting better at it. I'm better with crafty things or anything creative\" *She would continue to watch him*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"All skills are valuable to a warrior, you may be smaller and weaker than I, but you are quicker and more agile. A true battle involves using one's greatest strengths to overcome your opponent, while hiding one's weaknesses as best you can.\" *Dole begins to cut timber and firewood from the logs*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Very inspirational words i must say\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole begins constructing a small fire pit then reaches to his side where his bags and belongings are. After a few moments of ruffling Dole pulls out some two blocks of cheese and two bottles, he then reaches the girl one bottle and one block of cheese* \"Eat small one the battle of survival is the most fearsome of them all.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be quite shocked by his sudden continued acts of kindness despite not knowing her at all* \"Oh well um thank you but i'm afraid i am unsure how to repay you\" *She would say as she carefully came down to the tree and went towards him but she didn't take what he was offering just yet*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You may thank me by becoming strong in your own ways and becoming a worthy opponent.\" *Dole opens his bottle and begins to drink before take large bites from the cheese*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would gratefully take the cheese and bottle from him* \"Why thank you kind sir but is there any way that i can help you in your current endeavours?\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Do you know of any battles worth fighting or opponents worth fighting.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i mean if you want to get stronger and just fight for the love of it, i do know someone\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole looks up with a wide smile* \"Do tell, I am very interested\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i mean my fiancé love to fight other people for fun too and he has been helping me train a little but i could introduce you to him if you'd like\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"He sounds like a good man, I would very much like to meet him and battle him\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright well i can definitely take you to our house whenever you're ready or we can meet him somewhere else if you'd like\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I am fine with this, we can leave whenever you are ready\" *Dole stands and begins t collect his things from around the small clearing*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would help him gather his things* \"You should probably keep the food and bottle with you and maybe you could give it as a gift?\" *She would hand him the cheese and the bottle*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You may keep the food and drink I have plenty more it is not trouble.\" *Dole says as he rejects the food and drink*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile softly* \"I am truly thanking you a thousand times over\" *She would say as she downed the bottle with the drink and nibbled on the cheese. She had not drunken much lately so she was very thirsty*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I must speak truly my newfound friend I am ashamed to say I am also quite lost, I cannot navigate land very well I am a seafaring warrior. I am prone to becoming lost upon the land\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Oh well i can help to navigate you around. Where are you going dear warrior?\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I thought we were heading back to your home to meet your fiancé \" *Dole off handily spears a boar with an extremely large spear*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be quite shocked by that* \"Well i'm not sure that he's home right now and i don't know when he will return home so we've got lots of time\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I see, perhaps we should travel to the nearest battleground then, do you know of any bandits or those that prey upon the weak\"\n\n*Dole takes the boar and slings it's over his shoulder like a pillow*\n\n\"If not then perhaps I could show you something of training, you seem very quick and nimble yes?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Hm well i am not sure about your first request but sure i wouldn't mind being taught a few things but my fiancé has also been having me workout a little but not very much\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"It is important to know ones strengths and weaknesses, nature provides all one needs to grow stronger.\"\n\n\"Wait for but a moment, I shall help you begin\" *Dole immediately begins cutting down another tree with his axes*\n\n*After a few minutes Dole manages to cut the tree enough to where it is near to falling over, then back s away*\n\n\"You should finish the cut on this tree for it will provide you with strength, you must show appreciation to your opponents before death for they have sharpened your edge.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well what am i to use?\" *She was happy that he was getting her to try something new and encouraging her to acknowledge her strengths and weaknesses*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Whatever weapon you feel is best it is only right to fight with your greatest strength, you may use a knife if you wish to slice, Fire an arrow if you wish to pierce, use rope wire or tools if you wish to use craftiness and utility, there are a myriad of options to deal with most opponents.\"\n\n*Dole seems to grow solemn and thoughtful pausing for a moment but then opens his eyes and speaks* \"When I killed a man for the first time it was with a woodcutters axe I had taken from my village, I have always been quite large and I do enjoy the feel and swing of the axe as it is the most familiar to me, I use my size and strength to attack but I choose to fight with the axe because it means something to me. Choose whatever you feel best suits you as a warrior.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i mean i don't really have any weapons and have never really been familiar with any so i'm not really sure what would speak to me\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Then this time your weapon shall be your spirit, decide not what to cut with but how. Decide what you believe to be the easiest and most efficient way of toppling the tree, be it through tool, magic, skill, or strength\"\n\n\"If nothing speaks to you, you need only practice at the things you can do until it is revealed what the weapon of your soul truly is.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well i mean i have water and water is something that i have grown up loving and i have a bit of ability with it but not very much\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Then use your water to fell the tree, for now focus not on the weapon itself but the intent and feel of the method used. As you try different methods and weapons you will develop your own way of fighting, as you practice and develop your own ways more and more it will be revealed what kind of warrior you truly are.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Well the only thing i can really do with my powers is a barrier which can't exactly work in this case\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Hmm, then let us think. Hold this\" *Dole hands you his large Dane Axe* \"Do you believe you could reliably swing this.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would take it but it would be a bit heavy and big for her* \"It's a little heavy and big but if it was smaller and lighter i do believe i could\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I see.\" *Dole takes his axe back* \"That knife at your side pull it out and slash the air a few times.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would take her knife and do as he instructed*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Much easier to swing for you, the knife is, do you want to be the warrior who goes into battle swing their mighty weapon screaming and bashing with all their might, or do you wish to be swift precise and efficient.\"\n\n\"You need not dedicate yourself to any one weapon just yet, but it is vital to understand at least the idea of what you wish to become. Setting yourself upon goals is the only way to truly progress as a warrior.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Definitely precise and efficient - i like getting things done right the first time but i am also not the loud type either\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Very well, then before you can fell your first opponent... *Dole gestures at the almost cut tree* You must precisely the best way to finish them. To use precision and skill one must practice in the ways of the knife and the edge. Come with me we will leave your opponent for the moment.\" *Dole turns back and begins to walk away from the tree*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would quickly follow him as she put her knife away*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole returns to the firewood he cut from before and the logs they left earlier. He Pulls out his axes and begins chopping the larger logs into small firewood sized logs.* *After he's done he picks up a single piece then turns and hands it to Adeliza* \"Take your knife and cut the edges of this wood until they are rounded as best as you can make them.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod and get to work on it quickly and diligently. She was quite the perfectionist so she would make sure that it was up to her standards before even showing it to him*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"This is very good.\" *Dole puts the curved edged rectangular piece of firewood then cuts the piece in half* \"Now take each of these pieces and shape them as best you can into perfect spheres.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would nod once again and do as he asked. Liked she had said before, she was good at crafting and making things with her hands*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Now we shall repeat this process until all the wood we have has been cut into fine balls.\"\n\n*Dole cuts the wood into appropriate pieces and slices the wood rectangle in half when needed. Anytime he is waiting for the next piece he will hold a full tree log overhead until his arms give out from muscle failure and would continue to repeat this process.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yes sir\" *She would watch him in awe as he kept practicing and pushing himself. That motivated her to finish the job and do it well so that she could impress him and make him proud*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*As the day begins to wane on their tasks completed Dole turns to face Adeliza again once she is done with her carvings* \"We have finished the honing of your skill for today, now we shall work upon your precision, give me a few moments to prepare and we shall begin.\"\n\n*Dole cuts down a final tree for today exhaustion heavy in his demeanor, it takes him longer than any other time to cut this tree.*\n\n*Panting and covered in sweat, Dole strains himself as he begins to shop the wood into planks with one of his axes*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"No no it's okay please you're exhausted you shouldn't push your body so much\" *She would rush towards him and place a hand on his shoulder*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"It is fine, the hardest parts are over. Besides one must push themselves to their upmost to truly grow stronger. Now all that is needed is stand the planks against some trees to form a wall.\" *Drole begins to look around for such a spot to lay the planks*\n\n\"Would you mind helping me stack the planks between those two trees over there, we need to make somewhat of a wall.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Of course but you shouldn't push yourself so much to the point where you are compromising your health\" *She would look at him with worry as she started to stack the planks*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dolee begins moving the planks over and stacking them and piling them into a vague shape of a wall*\n\n\"So there's two parts to your precision practice, the first be a test with your knife, the second will be a trial for your bow.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright i'll try my best\" *She was a bit worried about her aim but none the less, she would give it her all*" } ]

[ { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole stands a few meters away from the wall and starts with an underhanded arcing toss*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would throw the knife as though she was throwing a dart*" }, { "author": "kawaii_lily", "message": "The wheel has decided" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Very good, lets keep it up until we exhaust this pile here, then we shall begin with your last training for today.\" *Dole continues to throw the balls with increasing power and velocity*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*After each ball she would grab her knife and throw it at the balls with a somewhat high range of accuracy*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole nods in approval, watching the skill with which Adeliza uses her knife.* \"You are very proficient with that knife, but what about your bow have you any practice with it?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Not very much no - my fiancé is usually the one hunting but if I'm lucky, I get to go with him and shoot something\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"For one such as you, heavy shields and durability would be somewhat of a problem, for opponents at a distance you must use tactics, cover, and ranged weaponry. This we start with a test of faith in oneself\" *Dole takes one of the balls from the second pile and sits in front of the wall*\n\n\"I want you to shoot the ball.\"\n\n*Dole puts the ball he took on top of his head*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be shocked that he did that however it only made her more determined to hit the ball. She would take a deep breath and close one of her eyes so that she could steady her aim. She would then fire her arrow and it would hit a bit off to the center of the ball but she hit the ball none the less*\n\n\"That wasn't exactly in the center...\" *She would say sounding slightly disappointed* \"But i have to start from somewhere\" *She would get another arrow ready as she waited for him to get a new ball*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\" Very good, we will do this with half of the balls\" *Dole would continue to use his head to hold the balls letting her shoot them again and again until he was confident in her ability to hit a non-moving target.*\n\n\"After you shoot this next one we shall move on to moving targets, I will stand behind the wall and throw the balls, try to hit them before they hit the ground\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Yes sir\" *She would like his way of teaching and training as it made her feel proud of herself. His style of doing this was much different from her fiancé's style. She would then continue to hit the balls and after about another 10 or so shots, she would finally be able to hit the center of the balls pretty consistently*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You are very skilled, you show much potential as a warrior. We will do as I said now, for the first few I will give you a warning before I throw, after that it will be up to you to adjust your aim as you see them.\"*Dole says as he gathers up the last of the balls and piles them up behind the wall*\n\n\"Ready... Now\"*Dole throws the ball directly upwards*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Alright this will be interesting\" *For the first ball, the arrow would just skim past the edge of the ball missing it completely* \"Hm let's try again\" *She would say as she adjusted herself to make sure that she could get this next one*" } ]

[ { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You have much potential, I could see you becoming a warrior greater than many others should you continue to hone your skills. Ready... Now.* Dole says as he throws the next couple balls*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"Why thank you kind sir\" *She would then hit both of the next balls on point, one right after the other* \"Wow... If i really put my mind to it, i really can do it\" *She would say jumping around as she smiled*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Alright from here on you won't get a signal first keep your eyes open for the targets\"*Dole begins throwing balls at random intervals and angles with differing amounts of strength*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would be a bit overwhelmed by the sudden movements but she would try to focus on specific targets which only allowed her to be able to hit a quarter of the balls somewhat perfectly* \"This is quite overwhelming\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"In the midst of combat your enemies will try to overwhelm you with tactics, speed, and unpredictability. It is important to have a flexible mind and even greater skill\"*Dole says as he continues to pick up speed and pace with the balls*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would try to focus and hit as many balls as she possibly could. She was definitely trying her best but she would need much more practice with this exercise for sure*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole would wait as he got to the last ball, the when he thought Adeliza had had enough time to prepare with the last ball he would step out and throw it as hard as he could chucking the ball with extreme speed directly over Adelizas head.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She wouldn't dare to flinch and she would then shoot the arrow as it approached her at a high speed. However, once the ball fell to the ground, she would let out a huge sigh as though she had been holding her breath the entire time*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You react very well, I believe it is time for your final task. For now you will rest, when you catch your breath we shall return to your opponent.\"\n\n\"Now that you have revisited your skills and have remembered your warrior talents, it is time to know victory over another\" *Dole says as he himself sits to rest*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would sit on the ground and catch her breath as she looked at him as a student looks at their teacher* \"That sounds good to me\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"You show more potential than anyone I have seen in a long time. You will bring much greatness in your time, be proud for the skill you possess, regardless of your strength or size.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would smile as she heard those words. No one had ever told her that before and it boosted her self-esteem and confidence which made her very happy* \"Thank you i truly appreciate your patience with me as i uncover new parts of myself\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole would sit regarding Adeliza, holding his head in pride looking upon the new warrior that will soon be born into the world. Waiting until fully recovered before standing up* \"It is time, come we return to your opponent.\" *Dole turns an goes to walk back to the tree from before*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would get up and follow him, excited for what was to come next* \"You are truly an amazing teacher\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"I only show you what you already knew, becoming a warrior is a lot like beginning to understand oneself. Like with your opponent and the training, only you could decide which skills were best and what way was best to strike.\"\n\n\"I may have shown you how, but the answer was always with you.\"\n\n*Dole moves a bush in the way to reveal the nearly cut tree as it was before* \"Are you ready?\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"I think so\" *She would think that the arrows were going to be the best way to cut the tree or at least to continue to and if necessary, she was going to use the knife at the end to finish it off just like with an opponent*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"When you strike imagine the cutting you did on the wood to shape it, imgaine your knife as it left your hand the sureness you had it would hit. Remember the swiftness of your arrows and the speed with which you were ready.\"\n\n\"Imagine not the weapon you wield to finish your opponent, but remember the skill and feeling of the cut and speed. Imagine you are the arrow in flight, the cut that forms from the daggers edge. You are the weapon\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would hear his words and they would be engraved into her head as she prepared her bow and arrows and then she would fire arrow after arrow at the part of the tree that was still attached and the arrows would be firing at such a speed that they would start to break the wood in the trunk*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole watches unblinking at the tree and Adeliza, imagining a battle between warriors, a sword swung, a shield blocking. He sees the skill and spirit with which Adeliza fires her arrows, and waits for the killing blow.*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would then take her knife and throw it at the tree which is what finally is able to finish cutting the tree* \"Woah i actually did that\" *She would look at the tree in shock and then at him triumphantly*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole smiles at Adeliza* \"You have done it, you have felled your first true opponent. Now the Warrior's Spirit has been born in you, from today until you die, you shall be known as Adeliza the Warrior.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would giggle as she smiled at him and gave him a slight hug as a thank you* \"Though i truly thank you and i hope that you will continue to teach me as you teach in a better way than my fiancé\"" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*Dole returns the hug and pats Adeliza on the head* \"One day I shall come to teach you more in the way of the warrior, but for now you must walk your own path Warrior.\"\n\n\"It is time I returned to my people, I have been lost from them for too long.\"\n\n*Dole rises putting his axes on his shoulder and grabs his belongings*" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "\"May i help you in finding them? And when will you come to meet my fiancé? Please don't leave me i need a teacher to teach me the ways of a warrior\" *She would watch him as she helped him to gather his things*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "\"Do not worry, I shall return to see your progress. I would find my people on my own however, I must learn to make my own way just as any true warrior. Perhaps when next we meet I can see your fiancé I can only imagine one as strong as you would find a great person to betroth.\" *Dole reaches into his bag and pules out a Danish designed dagger and tosses it to Adeliza.*\n\n\"A weapon to pair with your other, daggers should be wielded with other weapons when in the midst of combat.\"" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would catch the dagger and look at it in awe. It was truly beautiful and she would run her fingers over it as she looked at the many carvings* \"Thank you very much and i much look forward to meeting you again whenever that may be\" *She would bow her head in gratitude as she smiled*" }, { "author": "countspookula1", "message": "*With a slight chuckle Dole turns to go, but as he gets to the edge of the clearing* \"Know this Warrior Adeliza, regardless of the horrors and despair in this world none can take your Warrior's Spirit from you. Only you can give it away. As long as you hold on to what is truly precious in your heart, you will always be a true warrior.\" *And with that Dole exits the clearing returning to whatever strange lands he came from.*\n\n**Exit Dole Kariden**" }, { "author": "beans16", "message": "*She would watch as his figure faded away into the distance and she would then collect her belongings and exit in the opposite direction of him* \"Thank you for everything that you have taught me and i will make sure to not let you down\"\n\n**Exit Adeliza White**" } ]

[ { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "```start self-rp for chair death```\n*Chair, having not slept in a few days, was walking trough those forest at night, hopping that he would find something like a cave that he could hide in to sleep for a few hours, of course, because of the lack of sleep and the fact that he couldn't see farther than it's nose,he was walking in circles,which gave the perfect opportunity ̸f̷o̵r̵ ̵s̸o̶m̷e̴t̴h̴i̷n̷g̷ ̵H̶O̷R̸I̴B̵L̵E̵ ̷t̵o̶ ̶f̵i̵n̸i̵s̶h̶ ̴t̸h̴e̷ ̵j̷o̴b̶.*" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*Meanwhile i was in the tree's, when chair walked over where i was hovering, i would use my tentacles and the branches around me to send myself at chair's front leg, this would of course, when i land, take him out of this transformation and break his two arms, which left him totally defenceless, after that, i would use the fact that he was screaming in pain to bite his head of whit one of my mouth, which would of course, finish off this pathetic waste of wood*\n\n\"T̵h̵a̶t̴'̵s̷ ̶o̶n̷e̵ ̴t̵h̵i̶n̴g̵ ̷d̸o̷n̶e̷,̴ ̷c̷o̴u̴l̴d̴n̴'̴t̶ ̵l̸e̶t̵ ̴h̴i̵m̴ ̷t̴r̵a̶i̶n̸ ̷f̴o̶r̸ ̸l̸o̵n̸g̸ ̴e̷n̶o̸u̷g̴h̴ ̶t̵h̴a̶t̵ ̸h̵e̸ ̴c̸o̵u̸l̶d̵ ̵s̶t̶a̸n̷d̸ ̷a̸ ̶c̵h̵a̸n̶c̶e̴.̵ ̸N̴o̴w̷ ̵f̶o̷r̷ ̷t̸h̸e̶ ̵n̵e̵x̷t̶ ̷s̷t̴e̸p̸ ̵o̷f̵ ̷m̶y̸ ̶P̶l̴a̵n̷.̶\"" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "```\nAnd this was how the tale of chair anticlimactically ended,dying as fast as he came here, killed by the enemy he tried to kill to avenge anyone that had been killed because of his foolish mistake... And now,one of the greatest evil drase as seen is back, and this time, he isn't starving.```" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*It's certainly been a while, hasn't it?*\n\n*Artoria stopped. She found herself in the middle of a field, standing amongst the seemingly infinite expanse of rolling green hills. The air had transformed from the moist, humid of summer into the cool, dry air of autumn. However, weather was the last thing that mattered to Artoria. In the past few months since the circus incident, she hadn't seen much action at all; in fact, she'd resigned herself to living in the wilderness, becoming used to hunting and cooking her own food for survival, although her diet had consisted solely of venison, rabbit, and when she got desperate, the occasional bit of carrion. Mix these in with a couple of berries or wild plants every now and then and boom: you got her daily meals in a nutshell.*\n\n*Her time in the woods wouldn't have left her with unsharpened skills, however. On the contrary, it was more of the opposite; despite her mental regimen of self-restraint due to her internal turmoil, the kitsune had been polishing her magic to the point where she had conplete mastery over two spells, both of which harnessed her innate power as a pyromancer in order to burn brighter and hotter than ever before. Her time alone in the woods had sharpened her mind as well, giving her the analytical ability to not only focus on one target - and for that matter, aim solely at one target - to two objects simultaenously. It took a great amount of effort, yet one day it finally 'clicked' by her making use of her subconscious to analyze extra targets in the background while keeping her conscious focused on a main target. She would describe it as a kind of advanced peripheral vision; if you scoped in in a target, that doesn't mean you gain tunnel vision towards that object. You're still able to see whats on the edges of your visage, yet Artoria would also be able to focus on what was on those edges as well as what she was mainly looking at.*\n\n*On the other hand, though, her hand to hand combat skills had gotten significantly weaker than how they were beforehand. Part of the blame was definitely that change she experienced a few months back - not just the gender transformation, but also the proportions of power between her physical body and magic. She had it coming, though. There's no one in the wild to spar with in the first place.*\n\n*It brings us back to our current setting. Artoria scoffed silently, curling her lips into a frown. How long were things going to stay stagnant like this? How long would it be until she would find it in herself to rest easy about her past actions? It was an entirely different monster in itself. She could slay groups of people coming after her tail, but she could not put to rest the internal conflict from within. Artoria swore to herself that she would practice restraint, that she would force herself to stay away from the world for the greater good, yet the boredom of her daily life was apparent. She wanted to break the cycle. It was almost ironic in how, when she was evading the law to escape prison capture, she trapped herself in an even more viscious loop than she expected.*\n\n*She sat down, growing tired of standing up. She'd figure something out eventually, but for now she had to keep on sticking to the same monotonous cycle.*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The ocean of grass would flow in tandem to the new autumn breeze, under a dark cloud sky which blocked out all light. It seemed nearly infinite, unending.*\n\n*Yet no matter how large something was, everything came to an end.*\n\n*That was what Katherine thought as she jogged among the plains, the emerald blades swishing against the heavy armor. Metallic clanging should have been heard, but the armor was as silent as if it was a part of her. Footsteps slammed on the ground in determination as the macen continued on with her run.*\n\n*Irony. Her magic potential had _increased_ after that day. As if the world was giving her a consolation prize. At the cost of what? Her pride? Confidence? Maybe 3 of her damn limbs? And... Him. Katherine couldn't bear to hear his name, the emotional scar running deep, causing each memory of him to imagine what her life could have been like. Happy, safe, secure. Maybe even settled down. It seemed that the universe enjoyed seeing her suffer, bringing her hopes high, a towering pillar of crystal, only to be shattered into tiny pieces, the razor shard shards each leaving a painful cut, and then giving her a single coin as compensation. She had lost nearly everything, and her increased power felt more of an insult than anything.*\n\n*Being able to fire two fireballs at once? As if that would help. Time and time again, Katherine had seen her magic rendered useless, whether through pain or other magics. What good would it be to increase what little power she already had?*\n\n*It's not like her defense was great either. Only as little as a month ago, that _thing_....What it did to her.*\n\n*She had somehow been able to link her armor to her magic, thank god, and spiritual energy replaced flesh and blood, the armor attached to it. But it just wasn't _right_. It felt imbalanced, clumsy, rudimentary, not the real thing.*\n\n*So she had to get stronger. Maybe if she used them more and more, she would get used to it, and her disability would be negated.*\n\n*As she ran though, she would soon spot a figure standing in the field. Doing nothing, just standing. Female, it seems, a little taller than she was. It looked to be a kitsune, with familiar gear, and a similar expression.*\n\n*Was it... She didn't even know. Him, her? Whichever was the case, this could possibly just be Arthur. By chance. Traitor of New Sunlight, burning all in his path with hellfire.*\n\n*Someone she considered a good friend, it hurt her to have him killing innocents, sliding down a slippery slope.*\n\n*She would attempt to approach the Kitsune as closely as she could, and as soon as she would turn around, she would find Katherine, in full armor, besides her helmet, which would reveal her face.*\n\n\"Arthur?\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "\"Arthur?\" *She heard call out to her.*\n\n*A name which she hadn't used in almost half a year. When that word escaped the feminine voice behind her, she would feel her hair stand up on end. Who the hell was this?*\n\n*She got up from her place on the ground, whipping her head to face behind her. The kitsune, as if woken up from a daydream, felt her fingers tingle at their tips, her heart's beating escalating from anxiousness she felt. \"Arthur\" Wasn't her name anymore - it was a relic of the past. To her, it was something to look back on, yet simultaneously something that could not be brought into the present. Anyone who knew who she was, however, would definitely not think so. The name alone was synonymous with a bounty, and with bounties came bounty hunters. She'd had far too much experience with the latter, and to her, anyone outside of 'those two' who knew who the Kitsune was became akin to an enemy in Artoria's eyes.*\n\n*When she turned her head towards the voice, she was met with someone unfamiliar. Clad in armor, purple tatoos adorning her pale face, the woman she had come face to face with came across as imposing. The fact that she was dressed for a battle didn't help either; on the other hand, it only made Artoria feel like something was being setup even more. She quickly moved her head around her, trying to see if the woman came alone; an ambush was entirely possible in this situation. She put her hand to her sword's hilt.*\n\n\"Who are you? How do you know... How do you know my name? What do you want with me?\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*And with that, she knew.*\n\n*It was expected for the figure to turn around and place a hand on their sword hilt. After all, who wouldn't, suddenly awaken from a silent tranquil only to be walked on by a random voice. And random did it appear to Arthur... Or, Artoria, since 'he' no longer went by that pronoun.*\n\n*It only took phrase to make sure.*\n\n*'How do you know... How do you know my name?'*\n\n*It was him, er, her.*\n\n\"....You don't remember, do you? Not that I was ever important enough that you would.\"\n\n*A blue glow emitted from her right hand as she extended it from the right, and a beautiful azure longsword would appear from it.*\n\n\"My name is Katherine Vayne, Fledgling of New Sunlight. I'm taking you with me, Arthur, for your crimes and betrayal against the guild. Please, don't make this harder than it should.\"\n\n*Both hands would grip the shining blade, and it would ignite in a bluish flame, and her helmet came back over her face, the armor shimmering with light. Her voice would have a waver to it, as if talking hurt.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Great, another one. This was the... Fourth person sent after her from the guild? There was a knight, two squires, and a mage... So that would make this person, 'Katherine Vayne', the fifth. Not that it mattered, did it?*\n\n*She did find it a bit odd, however, on how the woman implied that they were familiar with each other in the past. As far as the kitsune knew, this person was just another nameless face in the crowd; just another person she'd have to dispatch of.* \n\n\"'Fledgling of New Sunlight?' You got some gall to openly declare that you're just going to 'take me with you.'\" *Artoria drew her sword from its scabbard, holding it with one hand. Closing her eyes momentarily, she cast Burn Up and Flame Guard on herself, the fire being summoned flaring outwards until it was reeled back in as an aura around the kitsune.* \n\n\"You don't want to do this. For your own good, just back off.\"\n``` Flame Guard and Burn Up cast. Remaining Mana: 285/330 ```" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"Mevis and Hitoshi wouldn't want that. For you to kill, burn even more. It's ironic, you know. I saved you once. Now I'll fight you, and possibly, no, *Probably* Even die trying.\"\n\n*The blade is raised into a high guard. Katherine knows what Arthur's capable of, but she has to try. She knew that this fire wouldn't hurt.*\n\n\"But I won't be able to live with myself if I don't.\"\n\n*As Katherine swings down, a curved blade of fire appears from the slash, hurtling towards the kitsune. Her sword would then perform a left to right diagonal rising cut afterward as she rushes forward.*\n```Energy Blade and Flaming Blade cast, 20 mana spent, 5 regained, 120/135 mana remaining.```" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Mevis and Hitoshi wouldn't 'want that?' What did this woman, Katherine Vayne, know about what they wanted? Of course Artoria knew that they didn't want her to continue her path or arson; she was experiencing the consequences of it all right now! The image of Mevis's charred body, burnt almost to a complete crisp, still remained in her minds' eye even after all these months. If he'd died there, Artoria would never have forgiven herself, even though she knew it was because of an accident.*\n\n*And she said that she'd SAVED the kitsune before? It was one thing to insult Mevis and Hitoshi by patronizing them and claiming to know what they want, even though she doesn't have the slightest clue on the matter. It was another thing entirely for a nameless stranger to claim that she had 'saved' Artoria once before - that was an insult directly to the fox. She'd never need saving in her life. She was the one people needed saving FROM. If what she said was true, she was saving others by trying to strike Artoria down... A fools' errand at best.*\n\n*Seeing Katherine swing her blade down, Artoria was able to sidestep away with ease, dodging the fiery blade as Katherine rushed towards her position. She scowled, using her other hand to conjure a light brown ball, bits and pieces of earthy material swirling around it. As Katherine charged towards Artoria, she would fire the ball right towards her center, hoping it would impact her because of the distance between the two. Though, as an extra precaution, she would also jump back a bit after she did so.*\n\n\"You think YOU know what they want? Don't even get me started. You know close to nothing.\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The blazing blade cleaves straight through the earthen sphere, and she charges yet again, in a downward diagonal slash from left to right.*\n\n\"That's because I know them! I've done jobs with them, and with you! We took down a wight, the four of us. You met up again by chance, you had already started to go down the path.\"\n\n\"On that job, you nearly died. Syele. Remember her? She was there. A crossbow bolt to the neck, turned you into a vampire. Remember that? Waking up, finding your skin is cold and clammy, sunlight burning your skin and searing your eyes, even the mildest of foods ruining your stomach. I dragged you out of there. Hitoshi...*She*, now, saved me. Fucking saved my life after I was attacked by a Red Oni. With enough strength to crush a helmet in his hand.\"\n\n*Katherine begins to launch an onslaught of strikes, alternating from right to left, all diagonal and downward. Her sabatons begin to glow a pale blue as her footwork seems to increase in speed.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Seeing the sphere be cut into two by Katherine's sword, Artoria had to back off even more as Katherine continued to advance on her position. She needed to create some distance between the two, otherwise she'd be put on the spot.*\n\n*As to what Katherine said? Artoria definitely recalled that one job with Syele and another person. It was the one where they had to raid an underground guild encampment to rescue some captured kitsune slaves, yet it was also the one where she'd been shot in the neck by a vampiric bolt which forced her transformation into a vampire. The kitsune, however, hadn't recalled someone like this ever fighting alongside her. All that shit about the symptoms of a vampire, too? That's just common knowledge.*\n\n*The news about Hitoshi, however, was a bit surprising. Red Onis, to Artoria, were just stupid brutes that knew nothing other than sword swinging and combat. She wasn't surprised that someone with enough strength to crush a helmet in hand showed up, yet she was a bit curious on how Hitoshi managed to 'save' her. That was something for another day, however; she needed to focus on the fight.*\n\n*Holding out her other hand towards the shifting Katherine, keeping the woman in her line of fire, Artoria cast two spells; Force Blast and Shocking Bolt. As Katherine approached Artoria's position - 3 meters to 2 meters - Artoria would sidestep to her right as Katherine swung her sword downwards to the left, aiming the force blast towards Katherine's upper chest and the electric bolt at her left leg.*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The force blast would catch the woman straight on, and she has to take a step back in order to regain her balance. She could feel her left leg becoming slower, and it didn't seem like melee combat was going to be possible.*\n\n*Time for solution 2. Stepping forward slightly, a sphere of blue energy would gather in her palm, and Katherine pushes it forward, creating a massive blast of flames hurtling towards the Kitsune.*\n\n*It didn't look like Katherine was able to jostle Artoria's memories of her. A disappointment, but expected. She was never the best fighter, nor the most prominent.*\n\n\"How about the time I nearly killed the group? Syele, you, and... One other. Zombies. Fire magic burned them, but smoke filled the room. We nearly suffocated. The same one you got shot.\"" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Catching Katherine in the chest, the force blast and electric bolt would both find their targets. She would notice Katherine gather some blue energy in her palm, however, signalling the casting of a ranged attack. Because of this, Artoria would cast Magic Shield, hiding her head and upper body behind the rippling purple energies. Her leg armor shouldve been able to withstand the fire, anyhow.*\n\n*When the cone of fire was blocked, she then would capitalize on Katherine's vulnerability, dropping her weapon to the ground. As it left her hand, Artoria would aim four more electric bolts at Katherine, 3 headed for her chest and 1 towards the left leg that had previously been struck.*\n\n*What she said next, however, had rung a bell in her head. She faintly remembered that someone on one of their jobs had nearly gotten the entire party killed; was that person Katherine?*\n\n\"So that was you? Wow... What, do you want me to thank you? I remember almost dying in that job, definitely, but I do NOT recall you being my savior. Syele was the one who had saved me back there. Not you.\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"So that's how you remember me. Syele didn't drag you out. I'm not saying she didn't save you; she did. But you don't remember the whole picture.\"\n\n*The accusation stung just like the incoming electric bolts, Katherine being forced to kneel after feeling the left leg of her armor paralyzed. Her chest would also end up feeling sluggish. This wasn't good. She didn't recall Artoria using lightning magic. She would gather what seemed like more energy in her left hand as her right stabs the sword into the ground to brace herself, and launches another flaming blade at who she once considered a friend, now simply a criminal. The attempt almost seems desperate, a last ditch attempt.*\n\n\"Syele didn't cry over your dying body. She didn't drag you out through the pain of a fractured skeleton.\"\n\n*Underneath her helmet, a single tear would run from her face, yet it would be hidden by the metallic mask.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Artoria advanced towards Katherine's position as she was taken to a knee, keeping her magic shield up in front of her. Unfazed as Katherine launched a last ditch flaming blade towards Artoria, which was easily blocked because of the shield, Katherine would be sent to the ground as she lost control of her sword. When Katherine fell, Artoria would subsequently dispell the shield, putting both arms down by her side as she stepped closer to her enemy. She stared down at the pitiful sight of the macen in front of her; the woman was completely neutralized.*\n\n*When Artoria got within a couple inches of the fallen Katherine, she would crouch as the macen's voice projected itself through her metal mask. 'Syele didn't cry over your dying body?' To be frank, that sounded exactly like something Syele would have done, judging from the time Artoria had spent with her taking up quests and the like. 'She didn't drag you out through the pain of a fractured skeleton?' If Katherine was trying to get Artoria to emphasize with her, it didn't work. In the end, It didn't matter if Katherine was the one to save her in the past or not. The fact is that she came here today looking for a fight, and despire the initial reluctance of her opponent, Katherine still had the nerve to try. It was a bit pathetic; she knew she was outmatched, but she couldn't stop herself from giving into her foolish pride.*\n\n*She took her spare hand, summoning three discs between her five fingers. One by one, she'd throw them out above Katherine, causing each to hover 7 meters above the macen in a sort of rough triangle shape. She was in the process of summoning the talismen, however, when she stopped. She wanted to let loose her discs on her enemy, but was there even a point to that? She's already won. At this point, further injury would only be kicking a dead horse. And... If by some infinitesmally small chance that Katherine was telling the truth - that she was the one who saved Artoria that day - killing her right now would leave a stain on the kitsune's conscience for a good bit, even though it wasn't confirmed.* \n\n*Artoria, pausing briefly, would then dispell all of the discs midair, leaving nothing behind but sparks of red.*\n\n\"Defeating you like this,\" *She began.* \"Is enough. Killing you has no meaning. Now get lost.\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"I can't... It is my duty. I have to try, even if it kills me!\"\n\n*Her left leg would soon become free from the paralysis, and would immediately kick off from the ground as she drops her sword and hands becomes alight with azure flame. She attempts to brashly charge straight through the magic barrier, ramming it with her shoulder. Her left hand burns with fire as she tries to grab the Kitsune, and the right creates a massive burst of flame. A yell can be heard from behind the helmet. Her bravery, if not stupidity, was certainly worth noting.*" }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "\"Then you're a fool.\"\n\n*The moment Artoria saw movement in the Macen, she would cast another instance of force blast towards Katherine's back. The blast would cause the macen to be grounded, leaving her completely vulnerable to anything.*\n\n\"There's a difference between stupidity and heroism, you know. A hero knows when to back off - that way, they know what to expect when they encounter their enemy next. A fool, however, only takes into account what's ahead of them. That's you, by the way. You're a fool. I guess in the end it's about knowing when you're beat and knowing what to do when you ARE defeated. But you, you just don't know, do you?\"\n\n*With this, Artoria would stand up. In both hands, she would summon 9 discs, the first 6 of which would have to be thrown out above Katherine before the last 3 could subsequently follow. All 9 of the discs began to hover above the macen, suspended in midair as Artoria conjured 9 paper talismans in her both of her hands once more. She shot these talismans out across Katherine's body: One towards the back of her neck, one for each arm, one for each leg, 2 on the back of her head, and the last two placed on her back. The kitsune backed off, watching as all the discs suddenly elongated into crimson bolts of fire. Their brightness dyed the area around them with a collective tint of red, pointing down at Katherine.*\n\n*There was a moment of respite where the bolts lay stagnant in the air.*\n\n*Then they all came crashing down on the macen where the talismans indicated.*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"Arthur...\"\n\n*Her struggle would be clearly visible, but it seemed like Katherine was too tenacious for her own good.*\n\n*The bolts of pitch would almost explode, covering their whole radius, the burning pitch easily getting _everywhere_ on the inside of Katherine's armor, coating her entire body with hellfire.*\n\n*And it burned, her left arm and both legs disappearing as the fragile phantom limbs were destroyed. The flames easily set alight the aketon underneath the armor, and it burned right through the little linen that was there, seeping through any chainmail. Massive heated fumes of smoke and fire made their way into the vents of her helmet, filled with the stench of singed hair, making their way deep into the lungs.*\n\n*All she could feel was the searing pain of the Profaned Smite. She had to take off the armor. She had to, otherwise she would be cooked alive. As if she wasn't already.*\n\n*With a hurtful scream, Katherine turns over, and the shining, almost bluish armor disappears, leaving only a burning, screaming girl like a demon from hell, her flesh so charred one couldn't tell it apart from the remains of her black shirt. Her entire body was aflame, each and every part wracked with the agony. Her voice wasn't her own, her throat ruined by breathing in the blaze.*\n\n ***\"ARTHUR! PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!! PLEASE!!!\"***\n\n*Even though she knew it wouldn't.*\n\n*And her face... The bolts aimed at the back of her head didn't quite hit directly, but the gaps were there. Her neck is burned, her hair singed short, her once pale face now charred beyond belief.*\n\n*And her eyes. She couldn't see. All she could feel from them was the horrible searing feeling of the hellfire, purging her vision utterly and completely.*\n\n*And all that's left are guttural screams and cries of pain, coming from a burning cripple.*" } ]

[ { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*Artoria flinched as the bolts came crashing down on Katherine's armor. She told herself that what she had done was necessary as a show of power, a deterrance to stop the macen from coming at her again - despite all that, however, had she gone too far with her firepower? The kitsune, when she felt the slight rumbling of the bolt's impact, turned away at the sight of her foe. She tried to ignore the howling screams of agony echoing from behind that metallic mask, which had shortly turned into a horrific shout of desperation which revertebrated throughout the open plains.*\n\n*For one, Artoria was convinced that the macen had basically been asking for it. I mean, she had given her the chance to walk away, yet she still tried to fight on. Katherine knew what Artoria was capable of, yet still adamantly fought on even though she was clearly dominated. It just didn't make sense to the fox. If their positions were swapped, Artoria would have accepted defeat, even though she would despise it. Accepting a defeat today in trade for a greater victory in the future, however, outweighed losing it all by refusing a loss.*\n\n*Artoria was alerted, however, by a bit of the fire sprawling slightly out towards her. It landed by her foot, the sudden shift of color from the grass from green to black suddenly catching Artoria's eye. Although she knew it was hers, her combative instinct caused her to whip her head towards Katherine's direction - the direction her brain told her the fire had came from. The first thing that made its way into her visage was the sheer amount of flames covering the ground, each one giving off a heat wave that turned the surrounding area a light shade of crimson. Nothing too out of the ordinary; she almost praised herself for how destructive her magic proved to be.*\n\n*Then she saw Katherine.*\n\n*The macen, whose black body projected a booming yet somehow raspy voice towards the fox's direction, was writhing all over the ground. She tossed and turned like a ship in a storm, clawing the ground like a zombie as the flames overtook her person. The air was filled with the scent of burning flesh, with Katherine's legs and left arm both disappearing within the blaze. It was, to say the least, a sight to behold... Though she couldn't find herself taking pleasure in watching. She should have, yet, the sight of this already-defeated nobody burning up entirely caused a scowl to form on her face. Was it disgust? Probably. But the emotion that took over her mind wasn't necessarily one with a negative connotation.*\n\n*She felt pity.*\n\n*For some reason, Artoria found pity where she should've found excitement. She felt slightly remorseful when she should have been overcome with a sense of dominance.*\n\n*She let out an audible \"Tch\" Sound, fixing her cloak and armor. The fox looked back one last time, and spoke.*\n\n\"This is your fault. I gave you a chance to back off. You didn't take it... So you deserve this.\"\n\n*Then she stopped as she took a step away.*\n\n\"Sorry.\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"I'm... So... Rry...\"\n\n*Fate. It seems like it wanted her to suffer, dragging her by her feet only to throw her into a stone wall, keeping her moving only to smash into every obstacle along the way, breaking her over and over again, fixing her up just enough so that she would survive the next blow.*\n\n\"Hi... To... Shi...\"\n\n*If only she were here. Again. No, not even Hitoshi. _Anyone_. Anyone who could heal her, or maybe end her pain, one way or another.*\n\n*No. Not like that.*\n\n*But the pain...*\n\n*Agony. 24 seconds of pure, burning agony. Burning deep, not just the skin and flesh, but she could feel it in her heart. The sheer pain, trauma from it, it nearly stops.*\n\n*She finally stabilizes though, as her mind begins to turn as black as her skin.*\n\n*Far too late though. Far too late.*" }, { "author": "way8306", "message": "Despite what one might expect from a blind man, Kohm still went on jaunts through nature relatively often. \n\nAdmittably, while he was quite cautious during his journey to New Salvainia, for he lacked both of his arms, he still had Alum guarding him and his honed senses were more than enough to get him out of danger if needed. Now that his arms were replaced with arguably better replacements and he was more confident about his senses, that caution faded even more.\n\nOf course, he never truly let his guard down- in fact, it was the first time he was going this far out, but he knew that he had the ability to at the very least get out of trouble.\n\nAlas, he did not account for his own proclivity to knowingly walk into trouble.\n\nHe really should have known better when he heard the commotion, but his gut feeling ended up dragging him along. He decided to attribute it to curiosity, willfully ignoring the fact he only ever had these sort of feeling when things were *Wrong.*\n\nAnd thus history would repeat itself. Hesitation quickly turned into regret when he heard the blasts of flame and the ensuing scream, the inflow of information telling him everything he needed to know.\n\nHe was a step too late.\n\nKohm's form burst from the clearing, cloak swimming in the air as he braced his kite shield.\n\nSoulskin reinforced his frame, but his right hand remained empty. He would fight if he pressed to, but it was not the priority. \n\nPart of him was tempted to strike him down- something told him that after that overkill display, even a criminal as notorious as Arthur Dax- even though he was somewhat confused what the masculine name- would be running low, and most importantly, Kohm was not a normal hedge mage.\n\n*You mean a cruel and sloppy display*, his anger told him. What kind of monster would waste all their mana on such a barrage on a downed opponent? There was simply no practical benefit to that, aside from sentencing someone to a cruel death for their own amusement.\n\nHis fist clenched, and for a moment the spell formulas needed to summon his most powerful spell came to his mind, unbidden...\n\nBut in the end, he stayed his hand. The girl was still alive, but he couldn't be certain she would be if he delayed any longer.\n\n\"Leave now. You know your chances.\" Kohm stated, his face stone cold." }, { "author": "eriidyne", "message": "*As Artoria stepped away from the fallen macen, a new voice - one deep and studious - echoed from behind her, towards the brush and trees where the plains ended. She saw an old man, clad in a set of woolen clothes and cloak, looking straight at her. By the gods, how many people would she just 'run into' today?*\n\n\"I know my chances. Luckily for you, though, I burned all my energy making an example of the fool that lies before you. And it's not worth getting my hands even dirtier than they have to be. Thank your lucky stars.\"\n\n*Without another word, Artoria would, with a sense of arrogance, swiftly turn and flourish her cloak as she walked away from the scene. There was nothing else for her to do here; why stay?*\n\n\"See you.\"" }, { "author": "way8306", "message": "Kohm snorted in disgust as he watched Artoria leave. He supposed that such a crime was nothing to her, judging by that wonderful attitude of hers.\n\n\"What a devil.\" He muttered.\n\nThe moment she was out of sight, he rushed over to Katherine, only to recoil a bit as the smell of cooked meat assaulted his sinuses.\n\n\"By the gods... It's not often that someone gets this fucked up, and definitely not on purpose.\" He murmured. \n\nThen he got a good look at her, and froze.\n\nDeja vu was knocking on the front door, and he was not happy with their gift.\n\nOnly when he let out a stale breathe did Kohm realise his face was twisted in great grimace.\n\nSighing, he filed away his feelings on the matter for now and got to work.\n\nCarrying Katherine was simple, the lack of limbs making it all too easy. Part of Kohm wondered if that was how his unknown saviors felt, but the lack of legs were the biggest factor, so perhaps not.\n\nSetting her on a patch of unburnt grass, he popped off the cork of a Great Healing potion with practised ease and poured, moving the bottle over every corner of Katherine's brisket of a front torso. It didn't take long before the potion permeated through the rags, fusing with carbonized flesh.\n\nSeeing that it was taking effect as flesh reknitted itself in front of his eyes, he sighed a breath of relief. Deeper treatment was needed, but for now it would keep her alive.\n\nPointedly ignoring the hollow look from the remains of her eyes, he took off his cloak and used it to wrap around her body, covering her torso and hiding her face.\n\nNow, all that was left was to return. Moving on foot would be a pain, but in hindsight, if he had travelled by camelback as he once could, he wouldn't be here.\n\nAnd thus, Kohm Fidres begun his long track back to civillisation, whole roast in tow." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The vampire was just about to black out when she hears _something_. She can't quite make out what it is, but it's there.*\n\n*Am I going to die?*\n\n*Feeling herself being lifted by what seemed to be smooth, gauntleted hands, she would wince in pain as she was moved, her shallow breathing increasing. She would feel a smooth, nearly bloodlike liquid being poured onto her chest, and would gasp at the sudden contact. A breath would be let out as she felt the pain subside? She was saved! She would feel the blissful euphoria as the searing pain was replaced by a seemingly bloody cloth sticking to her.*\n\n*Katherine would then find herself being picked up, wrapped in a large, somewhat rough cloth. It would sting as she could feel the fibers rub ever so slightly against the charred skin.*\n\n*Though her vision would remain the same.*\n\n\"Th-thank you. Who... Are you?\"\n\n*Her voice is shaky, unstable from going into shock.*" }, { "author": "way8306", "message": "Kohm raised an eyebrow, not quite expecting Katherine to still be able to speak so consciously. That was quite a testament to her will, he supposed, solemn respect rising in his heart. He certainly couldn't imagine himself going through the same thing and still having the energy to speak a single coherent sentence afterwards.\n\nSpeaking in a soft, gentle tone lathered in empathy he attempts to soothe Katherine. If there was anything her mind needed, it was most definitely a geniune reassurance and ample rest. \n\nThat he knew as a tested fact.\n\n\"Just rest. You are in safe hands now.\"" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The vampire would listen as her voice began to drop in volume, taking the man's kind words to heart.*\n\n\"Ok...\"\n\n*Ironic, wasn't it? Her whole life was based on near death experiences, yet she kept running straight into them. Over and over again. Maybe one day, she would be strong enough to hold her own. That was her dream, wasn't it? Grow strong enough to protect others? How could she, when she couldn't even defend herself?*\n\n*Finally, sweet release, as her mind shut down and blocked out the pain.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Heroshi Lee", "message": "Walking beneath the canopy of the trees which were separated big enough to allow his mount to travel through it. His bird watches in the branches as his eyes to help see the path ahead. He is here to hunt for his share of food, he has come here in hopes of tracking down a boar to cook for later with no luck so far since the he hasn't discovered any sort of tracks of any animals nearby when you can't see. He sighs at the lack of movement in the trees and demount from his horse to allow it to take some time to breathe" }, { "author": "ion_titan", "message": "Near a forest but not too deep inside it" }, { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*She would have seen a forest near her ever time she would head too work yet she always just ignored it but today shall be the day she finally went out too explore it and when she arrived she would prioritize the outskirts first before noticing a macen sitting next too a horse with a parrot* \n\n\"I didnt expect too see anyone out here especially not a macen\" \n\n*She would temporarily glare at the macen not very much hostility but more in the sense too show she disliked macen's*\n\n\"So what is a macen doing out here exactly\"" }, { "author": "Heroshi Lee", "message": "The parrot in the branches on a tree locked an eye on movement through the path. Telepathically communicating with Heroshi, it tells him the following information\n\n\"Animal Humanoid, forward ahead.\"\n\nBehing curious about the appearance of this random individual in the crossing he decided that he should probably go and see what she is doing here. Speaking of which, is it illegal hunting around these parts? Probably, he doesn't know. So that means that he would need to make an excuse for trying to look for boar tracks. It would definitely be easy since he was blind. Guess he will just wait and see if she approach him, if not he could approach her since she doesn't seem to be the forest caretakers." }, { "author": "Fubuki", "message": "*The kitsune would also be curious about the strange macen in the forest she would soon approach the strange macen before asking* Who might you be? I dont recognize you and your a macen at that *She would say with a questionable look before noticing that he probably can not see her*" }, { "author": "Heroshi Lee", "message": "*His parrot tells him through telepathy that a questionable face was forming on Fubuki's face, with questions that seems to be questioning what he is doing on a path that she takes so often. So perhaps he could have his fun here whole he can.\n\n\"Well you see, kitsune, I am trying to look around.\" *A smile form on his face as he says that. That will definitely sure confuse people who don't know how he sees. It is always a great start to any conversation he is in as well.*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*There's a werewolf somewhere out here. It's been killing innocents, and it must be stopped. You three, Horace, Mai, and Tavish, have been employed to stop it. You've gained information that it's going to strike again, tonight when the moon rises. It's maybe 5 pm, and the sun is setting. However, you can't exactly go in projectiles blazing; there's innocents too. It's camping with 5 other people, one of which is supporting the werewolf. The rest are unsuspecting of the horror that awaits them. You have to figure out which one is the werewolf, and slay them should the full moon rise.*\n\n*The road is thin, so single file is the only option. Horace with his thermal vision spots some wandering figures in the forest, but they're not close enough to be spotted quite yet.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish was there at the front of the line, which was most probably because of him having actual armor and being a quite old soldier, he of course had his shield straped on his right arm, his greatsword on his left side, he also sneakly snuck whit him a single botle of beer , which would be in his right hand.*\n\n*He could from here start to hear the crackles of the fires, so he would stop walking foward so he could signal to the other that they where near,he would then signal horace to follow him and mai to stealthly follow them, he didn't really care how she would do it as long as she wouldn't get detected and could react to the werewolf's apearence relativelly fast, after that he would start walking down the path once again*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would walk along the darkened stone pathway, his foot steps uneven and nervous. Not only was this the first time he went on this kind of quest, but it just had to be with Mai or all people... They hadn't said a word to each other this far in, but the elf didn't think that was a very good thing... He could tell, Mai was pissed at best, disgusted at worst... Though, what ever was gonna happen could happen later, whether that was an angry discussion, a fight... Or just more uncomfortable silence. Not the time to worry about things like that however, Horace needed to focus. The elf's eyes would scan over the forest, moving across the darkened forest. The pale moonlight peering past trees and shrubs, casting beautiful shadows across the floors. Though Horace wouldn't pay much mind to this, his own attention drawn to the blobs of reddish marks across his eyes. He still wasn't accustomed to this 'thermal vision' thing he developed from his time in the dark... But it certainly was useful, to say the very least. Looking past the trees sat 6 figures, just like the intel said. Three to the left and 4 to the right, the 4 being in groups of two. Horace's footsteps would grow silent at this as he stops, noticing Tavish's halt as well. Both seemed to of noticed their arrival, which was good at least. He'd pause at Tavish's signals, taking a moment to decipher them. He was to follow Tavish while Mai remained hidden from the group. A decent plan to say the least. Horace would nod to this, glancing back at Mai for a moment, though he says nothing.*\n\n*He'd rest a hand on his rapier as a sign of caution, continuing on foot with Tavish. He mumbles to the man in a low voice.*\n\"6 of them, intels good. Two on the right, 3 on the left. There seems to be another two on the right, farther up, separated from the rest... Should you really be drinking on the job...?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The last in line for the group, walking behind Horace in silence. Her claws that hit the floor made no noise at all, and the black cloak that covered her almost entirely, with exception of her forearms, mingled with the darkness of the night. Since arriving at the place, the woman had not said a word to Horace, and would remain that way until the job was done. She would use her adaptation to her advantage, trying to keep herself less visible in the eyes of others and her sounds a little further away from the ears of others. With the signal that Horace had given her, she could see what it was about. Thus, Mai would keep a short distance from her other two companions, slowly separating from the group as they walked to the camp.\n\n```Silent and Blurry Perks active.```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As the three get closer, the trio can actually hear conversation. It seems that there was indeed a fire, as an orange light reveals itself as the three get closer. It seems to be 3 males, 3 females. Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.*\n\n*One person just happens to be sitting right next to the fire, hence why Horace only saw 6 signatures. It's a young woman, with golden hair shining in the light. She's lying down on a bedroll, like the others are.*\n\n\"Remember when you tried to climb that tree?\"\n\n\"It was slippery, ok?\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*As the three approach the campfire, Horace slows in his approach. He pauses, hearing the words or two people, it seemed a man and woman. Possibly lovers, or good friends at the least... That makes them the prime suspect already. But it wasn't good to rush into conclusions, not here. It's probably better to let Mai scout them out so we can get a better visual as well... With that in mind, Horace reaches over and grabs Tavish's shoulder to stop him. He signals to wait, before looking to Mai hesitantly. He motions for her to move ahead, passing them from a small pathway around the tree's they just passed. She could climb the trees for a better look, or just cross the street and hide in the bushes and listen. It was her choice though, since Horace didn't want to aggravate her or anything here... After, he looks back over to Tavish and whispers to him lightly.* \n\"How do you want to approach...? We need to be as discreet as possible so we don't alert the werewolf or its companion that we're here for em'...\"" } ]

[ { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish would of course stop moving when his shoulder, whaiting for the love bird to spit out the word, which he would respond by wispering*\n\n\"The reason that i took you and signaled to her to bloody sneak around, is that WE aren't gonna be stealthy,quite the opposite, there is only one werewolf and one asshole that's suporting him, the other are civilian, and it's not like they have any reason to not believe a god damn soldier when he tells them there is imminent danger, also i don't care 'bout the history you two have but fucking put that aside until this is done, i don't want to have to babysit the both of ye.\"\n\n*He would of course continue walking toward the fire after having finished wispering*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai would nod to Horace in agreement with what he signaled, then breaking away from the group and entering the trees beside them. Using her natural abilities to avoid being heard or seen, and the black coat that managed to camouflage it in the darkness of the night, Mai walked southwest through the trees. Getting closer, she would try to hear what else the two people awake said. In the meantime, the woman would try to cross the road and climb a tree, not so close to the camp as to draw any attention from those who were still awake." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*A robed camper would interject.*\n\n\"Kass, you landed on top of Marco. Smack on top of his head.\"\n\n*The other campers all laugh in unison, while Kass covers her face.*\n\n\"It was an accident!\"\n\n*They don't seem to notice you three yet, though they are all awake.*\n\n*Another camper speaks up. Another female, who's much quieter.*\n\n\"You sure you didn't put yourself there, Marco?\"" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish would get even closer to the group of 6,he would then stop when he would be in-between the girl and the camper,cross his arm and loudly tap his left foot on the ground whille also shaking his head left to right, after he was sure that they had notice him, tavish would stop shaking his head and say*\n\n\"Y'all got to be kiddin' me, is it that hard to follow the order 'do not go into the forest under any circumstance, a werewolf and lunatic is there and they will not essitate to kill you' or have you just NOT HEARD?! *Sigh* It's already too late for us to escort you all to the nearest village, the moon's gonna rise soon, whe are gonna have to keep watch on y'all so you don't fucking die,i can't have a single fuckin' night of peace these day\"" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would stare blankly in amazement at how one man could be this blunt. It was almost incredible to see... Call it bravery, stupidity, or just not giving a fuck, but it was certainly something. That being said, he should probably follow to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid like attack one of the campers... Then again, they were there to kill a werewolf and the camper helping them... But still, this guy seemed to be a loose cannon... He might blow a fuse and snap someone's neck or something. As such, Horace quickly follows behind Tavish, looking across at all the campers. They must of been startled or something by all this, which was understandable... He just hopped that they'd cooperate and he wouldn't have to stop them...*\n\"Yeah... We're only here to help, so lets not get violent or anything, yeah...? There's a werewolf somewhere somewhere out here in the forest, we're here to make sure no one gets killed 'cuz of it.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Mai stayed on top of the tree and watched what the people in the camp were saying, hiding and trying to stay hidden, until... *'Idiot!'* Mai thought when she saw the man whose name she didn't remember, and Horace exposing themselves to people. What if the werewolf and his sidekick decided to attack at that moment? This would risk the lives of everyone there. At least Mai's position and presence had not been an opportunity for anyone, so she could enter the scene at the right time if she needed to." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As Tavish finally finishes his speech, he and Horace would get a surprised look from all of them. After all, you _did_ barge in on their camp, unannounced, with absolutely no context. By now they're all sitting up, frozen.*\n\n*The man next to Kass speaks up.*\n\n\"....What the fuck?\"\n\n*Another stands up quickly and draws his sword, pointing it at the figure in plate armor and the robed figure behind him.*\n\n\"Hold the fuck up! First of all, who are you? You can't just barge in on us like this and expect us to listen to everything you say!\"\n\n*The rest of the campers get up, with an expression of fear in their eyes.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would faceplant lightly, his look passing over the first to speak and freezing in the second. With the threat of a sword to them, Horace takes action. He steps un front of Tavish, his hands raised slightly to present a defensive but passive vibe. He'd eye the guard annoyingly, almost wanting to hit him for causing the mess. Though he couldn't now, and his focus is regained on the man with a sword.*\n\"Woah woah, calm down there. We don't want to hurt any of you. Him and I are adventurers, hired by the guards. Theres a monster somewhere in this forest, us two were ordered to take it down. My friend here meant no harm, he's just a bit... Y'know. But he's right, yiu *Are* In danger here. We've been searching this area for awhile now and noticed the smoke and light of your fire. We were a bit suspicious and decided to check it out is all. Please, put the sword down.\" \n*With his Little speech finished, he looks to Tavish.* \n\"You could of been a little subtler y'know... Makes are job a whole hell of a lot easier if you don't make yourself look like a maniac.\"" }, { "author": "com.co", "message": "*I meant face palm btw, he doesn't throw himself onto the floor, fucking eat dirt and die*" } ]

[ { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "~~looking at pfp and what she said, i say" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Both Horace and Tavish are faster than the campers, and are able to catch up to them quite easily. This soon results in them screaming, and all the others scramble, not enough time to catch them all. The girl Tavish caught struggles, but it's just a mere annoyance.*\n\n\n\n*The swordsman, however, instead of running, has thrown on a breastplate and helmet, and picks up a large spear hidden under his bedroll.*\n```Girl by the campfire is caught, robed camper is tied up!```" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish would've runned toward the quiet,he would obviously not be able to reach her but it would've allowed him to get closer so next turn he could make it so she doesn't leave, whille doing that, to make sure the spearman wouldn't attack horace he would scream*\n\n\"FOCKIN' COME AND GET ME IF YE THINK YOUR BETTER THAN A TRAINED SOLDIER YOU BASTARD\"\n\n*He of course did stop running to scream, as it would've wasted precious time*" } ]

[ { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Tavish would only be able to reach the tree, unable to see the spearman directly and not able to get in a hit either due to the obstruction, but he knows that he's here.*\n\n*Kass is successfully restrained by Horace, and the man puts up his arms.*\n\n\"Wait, wait! Just don't hurt her!\"\n\n*The robed camper is still tied up.*\n\n*However, in your focus of the group, you end up losing two. Specifically, the quiet girl, and the one by the fire. It's midnight now, and you can't see the spearman, the quiet girl, or the girl by the fire. The werewolf's transforming right now.*\n\n*The only question was: Who was it?*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish would've went around the tree's too look a the spear man,if he see's anything weird like growling, him being in extreme pain or way to much fur growing on him he would directly stab his head trough his helmet's eye holle, due to tavish's 13.5 strenght, if he hits even his armor it should be really painfull.*\n\n\"FUKIN STOP TRYING TO GET THE OTHER YOU TWO WE DON'T NEED 'EM, WE ONLY NEED TO GET THE WEREWOLF AND THAT LUNATIC, THE ONLY REASON WHE WOULD NEED THEM IS TO INTEGORATE THEM ABOUT THE WEREWOLF AND THE LUNATIC!\"\n```tavish's herculean strength 5/6 turn\nTavish's mana 87.5/100```" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The panther would return to Tavish and try to help him by staying at a certain distance behind the spearman. *'Why does he have to scream so much? My head is already hurting.'* After her brief irritated thought, Mai prepared to attack if needed, keeping a little distance if that man was the werewolf. Meanwhile, the panther would try to distinguish the probably smell of the werewolf." } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*A moment passes, and all 3 circles that stood before Horace would blow brightly. They fade quicker than than appear, and in their place are three different colored wolves. Horace looks to the white one, pointing to the panther and speaking with a calm, demanding tone.* \n\"Assist Mai.\"\n \n*He then looks to the browner colored one, pointing to the iron clad soldier.*\n \"Assist Tavish.\"\n \n*He finally looks at the pitch black wolf, who stares expectantly. Horace grins at him, patting him on the head for some special treatment.*\n \"You're with me today, Alfa.\" \n\n*The wolves go to their respective partners, willing to do as Tavish and Mai command. Alfa barks happily, before getting into a fighters stance. As he does though, the spine chilling screech is heard, flowing throughout the forest. Horace pauses, looking to alfa and clicking his tongue, causing the wolf to look up, ready for command.* \n\"Alfa, search and destroy, target the monster who made that sound.\"\n\n*Horace then regathers his equipment, sheathing his daggers and drawing his rapier. They're ready for a scrap now, luckily Tavish seemed to of already found the werewolf. But something told Horace he should investigate the sound while Mai and Tavish take care of what was needed.* \"Let's go!\" *The two then race off towards where ever the sound came from, leaving Mai and Tavish to take the spearmen. Horace himself activates a spell as he runs with his wolf, `enhancing his hearing considerably.`* \n```Predatorial Senses (Hearing) (5 mana, 2.5 mana regen. 82.5 Mana Remaning)```" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The panther would just stay there to help Tavish with the spearman for now, with the help of Horace's summoned wolf. It would move a little further north, still maintaining a safe distance so that it would not be hit by the weapon. Staying in a fighting stance with the wolf, who was on the other side of Tavish, Mai waited to see how the man's reaction would be." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The spearman looks towards Tavish, disregarding his threats.*\n\n\"And I suppose a cat helps much? I'm not scared of you.\"\n\n*The spearman suddenly crackles with lightning, and he tries to go for a quick jab at Tavish's helmeted head. Though, he would soon find himself faced by Mai, as well as two wolves.*\n\n\"Ganging up on me huh? Alright. I guess my companion will just tear one of them to shreds.\"\n\n*Horace can see two thermal signatures, and one is much, much bigger than the other. The smaller one seems to be running away.*\n\n\"HELP! HELP ME!\"\n\n*The growling of the werewolf can be heard, and she's catching up __fast__.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish would have crouched as he saw the man crackle whit electricity, grabing his wrist to pull the man near, hitting his crotch at full strenght whit the pommel of tavish's greatsword, if he can't grab the wrist he would grab the closest thing, due to the fact that the spearman was already moving toward tavish, that tavish is buffed and that he aimed for the private part, it should still be really painfull even tough he was wearing plate*\n```tavish's psionic speed 5/6\nTavish's herculean strenght 3/6\nTavish's mana 77.5/100```" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "\"So i guess Tavish was mistaken... Damn, looks like i'll have to hold the werewolf off until they finish... Let's hope i don't die here...\" \n*The elf chuckles nervously to himself, attempting to downplay the danger he was throwing himself into. Though Horace would still be horribly afraid of the consequences. It would be better for him to just back off and wait for backup. But... They'd end up failing the quest if the were wolf killed that girl... She'd die for nothing, because someone hired to protect her was too cowardice... 'Damnit!' thought the elf, knowing this would be the only way... But, he could still play this smart and turn it around! ...Or, at least survive until the other two arrived... A small chill would be sent down Horace's spine at the thought of this... But he didn't have much of a choice anymore. Continuing to run towards the South, Horace looks towards his wolf. ``Reaching out, he sends a red sphere of mana out to it.``*\n```Fleet foot (15 mana cost, 2.5 mana regen. 70 mana remaining```" }, { "author": "Alfa", "message": "*Alfa absorbs the mana, its veins glowing red and its feet seeming to speed up. It races towards the werewolf to give its master some time to prepare an attack. It attempts a running tackle into the ww, biting its forearm with all its strength. It'd also attempt to brace itself, expecting to be flung off immediately.*" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "*Horace would lag behind a bit after, reaching behind him and pulling out a crossbow. He watches as the huge red glare in his vision races towards a smaller red blur. Though it's soon confronted by a wolf shaped heat signature, and is stopped. Horace smiles at this, getting ready to fire once in sight. He gets closer, soon arriving with crossbow at the ready. Assuming he has a shot and the werewolf is still, he fires, aimed at leg.* \"Over here you furry bastard, im your target, not her!\" \n```Horace empowers his wolf as a distraction, shooting the presumably stilled ww as soon as he's in sight, aimed at his legs.```" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The wolves next to Mai would start to spread around the spearman after the panther released a slight hiss to them. In the meantime, she would leave the first attack for Tavish to hold on for a moment, she and the wolves approaching carefully. Mai knew he would need help sooner or later, but she couldn't risk that they lost one of the wolves or she was injured. Knowing this, to support Tavish, she would let out a roar from the spearman's right, while one of the wolves snarled at him from behind and the other from the man's left. As soon as Tavish attacked, only if he succeeded, the two wolves would attack the man. Mai would wait for a few more moments before she could attack, as much as she wanted to help Tavish and end this soon to help Horace, she didn't want to risk getting hurt again..." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Tavish, going for grabbing his opponent's wrist instead of deflecting the electric spear, ends up getting a nasty burn on his face. The back end of the spear is use to deflect the one handed pommel strike to the groin, ending up hitting his armored hip.*\n\n*However, the spearman's now surrounded, with Tavish still grabbing his wrist.*\n\n*The werewolf feels the wolf sink its fangs into its forearm, but it barely draws blood. The beast simply sinks its long claws into its exposed neck, instantly killing it. It soon feels the crossbow bolt in its leg though, and looks up to Horace, baring its fangs, and soon runs towards the new threat.*\n\n*The girl scrambles away, unscathed but shaken.*" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish may have had his face burned, but he already had been trough worse facial damage, and he wasn't knocked out, so he had no reason to stop fighting. Tavish would jump back up on his feet to then take adventage of his right arm still being in a ^ position to bash the head of the man whit the side of his shield, he would then signal the wolfs and mai to go help horace whit the incoming werewolf, since both of them would inevitably end up wrestling until one of them overpowered the other due to the plate,which would take some time, contrary to the werewolf , if it reached horace when he was alone, he would have had no chance.*\n```tavish's psio speed 4/6\nHerculean strenght 2/6\nMana 80/100```" } ]

[ { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***Seeing the large werewolf kill off his wolf and take the bolt like it was nothing caused Horace to grow nervous. He could only hope he found a way to stay alive until the two other's finished off the helper and got to him.***\n\"Shit... Guess im doing this alone for now...\" \n***The elf would discard his empty crossbow, quickly drawing his rapier. Though before he reaches for his dagger to complete the combo, he casts a spell. His hand glows with white light as he conjures a small ball of metal spikes. He throws them on the floor before him, reaching for his dagger after. He then gets into a stance as the werewolf approaches, his left foot forward along with his defensive dagger. While his right and rapier would be positioned back. He'd be ready to dodge at a moments notice if necessary, though he could still mount a decent defense with his dagger if the attack was light enough.***\n\"Come on you monster! I'll cut off your head and feed it to your friend!\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "As soon as Tavish signaled to Mai and the wolves, the three animals ran towards Horace. The two wolves would stand beside the elf, while Mai would try to camouflage herself in the darkness, silently heading southeast. She would keep a safe distance, to have one more advantage besides her agility. Meanwhile, the wolves snarled at the werewolf, staying in an aggressive stance." }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*Tavish's shield bash would throw the spearman off balance for a little bit, but not do much damage. The warrior attempts to wedge the back end of the spear behind Tavish's neck, pulling him down. Meanwhile, Tavish would feel an immense pain in the palm of his hand as the spearman's gauntlet crackles with electricity.*\n\n*The werewolf looks at Horace, then the spell he casts. As soon as the spell is finished, the werewolf takes a running start and jumps over all of them. It raises its claws in the air, attempting to bring them all down on the elf.*\n\n*Mai stays hidden.*" }, { "author": "com.co", "message": "Vertical mobility? No one told me that existed!" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*Tavish, noticing the man was thrown slightly off balance, would decide to push on this advendage by quickly releasing the man's grip, taking his greatsword whit his two hand, and doing a hard vertical hit on the man's helmet whit the blunt side of his greatsword, after that tavish would re-cast herculean strenght since it was about to run out, he should have removed his grip before the electricity normally, and for the spear, he would make a step forward as soon as he felt something going near him*\n```herculean strenght 6/6\nPsio speed 3/6\nMana 67.5```" } ]

[ { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "As soon as she reached a certain point and saw the werewolf ready to run, Mai would run towards the tree. With a high jump on the tree, the panther would use its trunk as a kind of platform and then jump towards the beast with a quick and agile movement. She couldn't miss her target, Horace this time really needed help. The feline's pale blue eyes would glow slightly in the darkness, the huge black panther rising from the tree and pouncing towards the werewolf, both sharp claws aiming towards its shoulders. \n\nAs soon as it hit the beast, the panther would dig its claws into its shoulders, and bury its fangs in the back of its neck. Taking advantage of the momentum gained, Mai would use her own strength and weight to try to take down or at least take the beast out of Horace's direction." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***Seeing the werewolf jump at him with claws out instilled a great sense of fear in the elf. So much so that he almost doesn't move to dodge the blow, too caught up in the image of a furry beast collapsing down on him. Though the thief quickly snaps out of it, and decides to make his move.*** \n\n***He notices another signature moving through the tress at about this time and figures its Mai. She seemed to be going for a surprise attack, on the werewolf from behind. A good strat, all Horace needed to do was not die here. With his wolves behind him and the werewolf in front, he only has 2 directions to go. As such, he rolls to the side to dodge the claws, quickly getting up.***" }, { "author": "Alfa", "message": "***Meanwhile, the two wolves would stand ready just outside of the werewolves range. They wait until the werewolf touches the floor, and then instantly pounce on him along with Mai. The two wolves go for its arms again while Mai tears up its shoulders.***" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***As the wolves make their attack on the werewolf, Horace soon gets up after them. He watches as the three attack the werewolves arms and shoulders, and decides he should make his move as well. The thief quickly activates BoS from his rapier, and slashes at the creature's Achilles heel. He'd sever the tendon, hopefully disabling the monster's mobility considerably.***" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The spearman quickly backs away from Tavish's powerful strike, holding out his spear vertically to block it. The heavy weapon smashes through in one go, leaving the spearman with half a spear. He looks at it, then moves the two pieces as if he were wielding batons, lunging with the now short spear as it crackles with electricity.*\n\n*Horace would be able to successfully get out of the way. However, with Mai completely latched onto him, the caltrops Comcast set up earlier would prove to be detrimental. The werewolf roars in pain, and with Mai on her back, jumps backwards onto the caltrops, the cold steel blades piercing the panther's back. Mai is forced to turn back into her human form, with 3 caltrops in her back and 2 more in her legs, in the left calf and right thigh.*\n\n*However, the combined effort of the three seem to be dealing some good damage. The werewolf's already suffering from being shot in the leg. Now it has to deal with massive claw and bite marks in its neck and shoulders, and more bites in its arms. It swings its arms out, throwing both wolves into caltrops as well, but at the cost of ripping out part of its arms.*\n\n*Horace is also able to sever the tendon, despite a rapier not being a keen cutting weapon.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "It seems that the world is never in Mai's favor.\n\nAfter her successful attack on the werewolf, Mai fell on top of the caltrops put on by Horace and transformed back into her human form. Feeling her skin being penetrated by the steel, she would bite her lip with no chance of screaming, the beast soon falling on top of her. The pain, immense, without Mai being able to do much under that werewolf. Soon her black cloak, clothes and skin would be stained with blood from her back and thigh.\n\n*'You will still pay me, Horace...'*\n\nMai moved her arms under the beast so that she could be in a more comfortable position, if that could be called comfortable. The air below was... Little, if not nonexistent. Despite that, determination and irritating stubbornness always made her not afraid, even of death." }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***Horace would wince slightly as his spell was used against his own team. The werewolf flinging the three backwards onto the spikes that Horace had summoned. That must of hurt... Especially for Mai, who's soon crushed by the the giant werewolf. He felt bad for her as well as incredible guilt at the sight, but he still needed to move. Among the pain of his allies would come a opportunity to defeat the enemy. With the werewolves arm's and legs basically disabled from the combined attack of the four, Horace could make the final blow. The only problem left was the werewolves open arms and the possibility of her retaliating. But That problem is soon solved, as the wolves get up, their fur covered in blood.***" }, { "author": "Bravo", "message": "***The wolves eventually stand, although weakly and look at the downed were wolf. They know the fight is almost over for them and need to get that last push. As such, the two wolves walk over to the werewolf, attempting to clamp down on its hands and hold it down for Horace.***" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***Horace nods at his wolves at they hold the werewolf down, a small grin of approval on his face. Though the sight of his wolves in pain was certainly sad, he couldn't let their efforts go to waste. With the wolf down, the elf jumps up onto the were wolf and quickly readies his rapier. He positions it at her eye, and quickly thrusts down, piercing the eye and subsequent brain matter within the skull. This seems the final blow, as Horace soon removes the blade from the creature's head as it screams out in pain. This should take it out of the fight for now without killing it... Now, with that out of the way, Horace begins making his attempt to free Mai. Pushing the werewolves body away with the help of the wolves and pulling Mai out from under.***\n\"C-c'mon! You better not be dead Mai!\"" }, { "author": "chair._._.", "message": "*It seems that tavish was starting to get the upper hand, he now has gained the adventage of range by breaking the spear, which is really good since this enemy only seem to have one spell.*\n\n*Tavish would take adventage of this by taking a step backward to then do a vertical swing whit his greatsword, starting on tavish's left so that the shield could protect him incase the spearman was still able to reach him before the stike*\n```tavish's herculean strenght 5/6\nPsio speed 2/6\nMana 69/100 nice```" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*The werewolf is finally taken down, with Horace's rapier stabbing out her eye and piercing the cranial cavity. Somehow, she's not dead, but she's instantly transformed back.*\n\n*The spearman ends up impacting Tavish's shield, but is able to dodge to the left before the heavy blade falls on him. He suddenly looks towards Horace and Mai, and sees the fallen body of the werewolf.*\n\n\"Samantha!\"\n\n*He begins to run towards her, his fists crackling with electricity.*" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "Being pulled by the elf away from under the werewolf, now transformed into a woman, Mai coughed a bit before glancing up at Horace. Along with the painful coughs a slightly weak laugh would come from her.\n\n\"D-Do you really think something like that would k-kill me? It takes more- Hey, Horace! The spearman...\"\n\nThe woman weakly pointed her finger at the man running towards them, her blue eyes quickly landing on the woman lying next to her. Mai's arm then moved towards her chest, the woman's steel claws threatening to attack Samantha. A cough would again escape her, in addition to some attempts to breathe normally.\n\n\"D-Don't attack. Try anything and she dies. Surrender!\"\n\nMai would still lie there, but even so she could easily stick her claws into the woman's heart. If the man continued to attack, that was what the kemonomimi was ready to do." } ]

[ { "author": "com.co", "message": "Not sure what to do\n\nThink i can just get away with skipping my turn?" }, { "author": "warlordsuntzu", "message": "*As the spearman nears the scene, he stops. There's a rapier in her head, along with claws at her throat. Mai had said she was alive; if so, barely. He couldn't risk anymore injury to her. The lightning on his fists dissipates, and his armor unsummons as he kneels on the floor.*\n\n\"Just don't hurt her anymore.\"\n\n*The rest of the campers gather from the trees, obviously confused and afraid. Strangers had suddenly stumbled into the camp, accused one of them being a werewolf, and then one of them turned into a werewolf. It seems you were telling the truth though, and they trust you for that.*\n```Quest complete!\n8 UP to all\nHonor and Altruism are increased by +1!\nAll 3 of you gain the 'Monster Hunter' profession.\nAll 3 of you gain the following deed\n\"Defeated a powerful werewolf and its follower, saving a group of campers.```" }, { "author": "felplume", "message": "Pretty much, just need to add it to your journal section without doing an update\n\nSince journal updates are for old content" } ]

[ { "author": "com.co", "message": "Suddenly being stolen by someone" }, { "author": "Horace Caranaro", "message": "***Eventually, the elf would have to draw his head up from the depressed position. Among the howls of wind and rustling of grass came a new sound. One that sounded like footsteps, though who's he couldn't tell. Looking up, Horace sees the cold, blue haired woman who fought together with him. The one he had wronged already so many times, even if they were supposed to be friends... He looks at her with a slightly nervous look, although the mask hides this expression. Though this in itself wasn't doing him any favors as Mai had to stare back at her stolen mask when talking. Its white paint glistening against the moon light while the dark pits that formed eyes and mouth seemed to hold the light in. It was like his features were abyssal, almost able to get lost in them. Among the wait paint, cracks seem to appear... They weren't there when Mai first had the mask... Maybe Horace damaged the mask somewhere else, or maybe... Just maybe, they were a representation of something else. A crack in a hard mask of personality? A crack in the sanity presented to others? A crack in the soul of the person they call Horace... A moment of silence would pass before Horace would respond as he sits up. During this period, the mask would change slightly, its cracks filling with white paint. Hiding the cracks and breaks beneath a shallow line of defense, easy to take down but not easy to notice in the first place. Horace knew to hide his feelings well, but if you pried deep he'd crumble...***\n\n\"Hah... I guess you could say that... How's your back doing?\"" }, { "author": "Mai Bloodthorn", "message": "The mask used by Horace bothered her a little, the object being stolen by the elf a few days ago. Mai watched it quickly with sharp eyes and without much emotion, although they still maintained the calm and the coldness that they always carried. She noticed the change in the mask painting and that it was different from the day she found it, it seemed to have changed the same way it did when Mai first laid her hands on it.\n\n\"My back is better, don't worry.\"\n\nThe woman crouched down beside him and sat against the same tree. One of her hands slid into her coat pocket and took something that looked like a silver coin, but instead of having a normal shape, it was a rose. She played with the object between her fingers, never letting it fall, so fast that it was difficult to understand what she really did. Leaning her head against the tree, she looked up towards the starry sky, letting out her voice.\n\n\"Horace, what happened that day...? You could have simply asked for the mask...\"\n\nOne of Mai's hands, which wasn't playing with the coin, slid to her injured thigh and massaged it lightly." } ]

[ { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*So she was free. No longer bound by the vampire's chains, unwilling to use it as a weapon, her fiery determination had allowed her to melt them away, despite the pain it caused. Later that same day, she had restored her limbs, eyes, now back to a shade of violet instead of a bleak white. Katherine could finally look at herself in the mirror, seeing once again her vibrant youth, instead of the gaunt, pale face that she had taken on. She was whole again.*\n\n*But why didn't she feel like it? Despite her leaps and bounds, gritting her way through pain and hardship, pushing through to almost success... She felt empty inside, a hole in her heart.*\n\n*The day she removed her vampirism was her birthday. She was now 25. Katherine had planned to celebrate, maybe go out with some of her comrades. But she just didn't feel it. The macen certainly felt catharsis, but she didn't feel __joy__. What should have felt like the best day in her life didn't have that feeling.*\n\n*As she looked in the mirror, she saw something else had changed. A single streak of gray in her dark hair, a signal of all the stress she had been subjected to over the years.*\n\n*The former vampire needed something to take off her mind. Something she had always done. Hunting.*\n\n*The black-clothed figure rushed through the trees, easily catching up to the owlbear she was chasing. It turned around at her, letting out a screech. All it took was a single Inferno to kill it, wreathing the monster in azure flame.*\n\n*Of course, there were more, screeches in the distance as the blue flame ignited the dark night.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Two beasts revealed themselves, charging past bushes and towards the mighty warrior that made quick work of their kin. The branch of a tree by her side wiggled, leaves dropping to the ground. As one owlbear passed beneath it, a dark figure plunged from above. It planted two daggers in the creature's face, landing on its back. A loud hiss came from the weapons as blood spilled from the pierced eyes of the creature. It roared helplessly on the brink of death.\n\nThe figure seemed masculine. A lengthy dark cloak covered his body, hood falling off from the current his movement caused. His eyes - endless voids, akin to what Katherine would be quick to recognize. A malevolent black aura, coated in a violet force, streamed from his body. His expression was deadpan, staring at his victim like a hawk its prey. The other creature jerked its head towards the assailant, changing its course to the nearest threat.\n\nThe stabbed owlbear swung its hands left and right, yet the knives had sunk deep enough to damage its brain. Oddly, it gave in and collapsed - as if that was not the only injury it took. The hunter spun towards the approaching target. He dashed backwards, revealing a curved sword that was dug inside the dead animal. It was held onto by two skeletal hands, engulfed in a hazy violet enigma.\n\nRaging flames in the same color erupted from the handle before spreading across the radiant sword. The man snapped the blade out of the flesh. Its movement trailed a projection of its swing - aimed right for the beast ahead. He shoved his elbow against the infernal afterimage with a terrifying war cry. In response the unnatural cleave clapped like thunder and shot out towards its destination. It was soon going to impale the owlbear ahead." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The beast hunter turns to face her two new targets; more owlbears. Vicious creatures who were too dangerous to leave alive. Her hands turn blue, prepared to attack either one should they charge at her.*\n\n*What she wasn't expecting was for someone to engage before her. Especially someone unknown.*\n\n*The figure was swift, easily eliminating the first bear through a twin dagger strike. He had an dark aura surrounding him, one that was malevolent, unnatural. This new figure seemed to be an assassin of some sorts. However, what really caught Katherine off was his eyes. They were pitch black; easily recognizable as an advanced Ebony Vampire.*\n\n*It was obvious that the man was powerful. His magic seemed to be easily incorporated into his martial skill. Katherine launches her own arc of energy at the creature, and as it collided, it exploded into a bright display of blue flame, mixing with whatever effect the shadow blade had.*\n\n*A blue aura soon covers Katherine, steel armor soon covering her. A hand is leveled at the newcomer, glowing a brilliant azure.*\n\n\"Hey! Who are you?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien observed the combination of their attacks and how it massacred the owlbear promptly. The hooded man then took notice of her glow, as well as the armor that manifested from it.\n\nMoonlight gave better view of his face. It was void of any flaws, as were those of elves. An unfazed stare contrasted the hawk-like shady irises. His sharp jawline created a more masculine look.\n\nHe bowed faintly as she spoke before responding.\n*\"Good evening. I'm just out here for a hunt, when I saw a fine lady struggling with beasts. It's only now that I've gotten closer, that I could tell that 'struggling' was not the case.\"* He chuckled. The man spoke in a soft growl, eloquent in intonation.\nThe cloaked one approached the fallen creature and reclaimed his weapons. \n\nAfter scraping the blood off, he sheathed them on his body. Where exactly was unclear, given that his cloak covered most of his figure. In the meantime, his sword remained by the side, carried by the shadows that were an additional pair of arms.\n\nDespite her light indicating a possible attack, he didn't flinch or react. He seemed to have trusted her, blindly so, to not attack him. Or was he that confident in his ability to counteract? Naught was sure - naught but the lack of hostility focused towards her even with the energy he emanated.\n\nEventually his aroma caught up to her. A sweet lavender scent, one that had the quality to calm others, spread around his vicinity. He stood up as the demonic aura lost its intensity. A charming smirk came from him once he asked his question.\n*\"And you? You're burning these things to bits, you're not collecting them for a bounty. Judging by the way you handle them... You here to blow off some steam?\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The man seemed to not be hostile. For now. The dark aura was replaced by an almost sweet one, calming her down slightly. The elf seemed to be rugged, another hunter, yet his face was as perfect as a brand new sword. Smooth, pretty, but also dangerous. Katherine knew what lay underneath his blood just from his eyes.*\n\n*He seemed to be polite as well, though whether that was genuine or deception had to be figured out elsewhere. The armored woman lowers her hand, the glow fading. Her helmet falls back to reveal a pretty face, a bit pale, but full with color. Her hair is a dark mix of indigo and black, but a single gray streak can be seen. Sets of 2 markings that look almost like pine needles make a triangular pattern on her cheeks and forehead.*\n\n\"Thank you. You've guessed correctly. It's better to take it out on things that deserve it. Owlbears have no business living near people.\"\n\n*Katherine let him reclaim his weapons, but shifts a single leg backwards, creating a sort of angle.*\n\n\"Now, please answer my question. Who are you?\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "*\"Ah, you wanted to know my name? It is Lucien, Lucien D'arcy. I assume it doesn't ring a bell, for I am no diplomat or poet to be recognized. If it does you the honor to know, there it is. In that case, what would your name be?\"* He raised a curious brow. The man didn't approach her, yet outstretched his hand for a shake. As far as she was concerned, he had sheathed his weaponry, save for the odachi that was too long to carry through other means.\n\n*\"I can see that you are wary of my movements, as anyone should be around a stranger. However, might I remind you where I made my entrance from? Could I not have ambushed you in stead of the beast, especially when you were distracted with it?\"* He pondered, as well-spoken as before. *\"I assume a shake of hand won't kill you.\"* Lucien jested teasingly. He gave her a once over, eyes piercing through all of her appealing features. The elf seemed impressed, her strike of grey hair only being a fancy touch in his opinion. His tone carried on as soft as before, even bearing a coquettish essence. It felt natural, however, not as if it was intended for her specifically.\n\nLucien awaited for his hand to be shaken, in a composed fashion. His upright posture didn't twitch, neither did his face. His eyes, after having observed her apparel and expression, remained locked with hers." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Lucien D'arcy. Didn't seem familiar.*\n\n\"Katherine. Katherine Vayne.\"\n\n*Katherine raises her hand to shake Lucien's. Her grip is firm, perhaps a bit __too__ firm, and he can feel leather on the palm side of the gauntlet.*\n\n\"Perhaps. Though manipulation is another possibility.\"\n\n*The armored macen studies the newfound elf, her eyes fierce. He certainly looked good, though she wasn't particularly attracted. What really put her off though was the fact that his eyes had been pitch black. If she needed to though, she could obliterate him with a single spell; ebony vampires were particularly weak to fire.*\n\n\"I can understand that. What brings you out here, Lucien?\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "His grip was firm as well, matching her harshness in response. He smirked and bowed his head once she introduced her own name, be it a fabricated one or a genuine. \n\n*\"Ah, yes indeed. The dark hooded man that comes at night and charms the helpless lady before making her his victim. I assume the stereotype fits in a tad too smoothly for you to not be alert, no?\"*\n\nHe turned and cleared his throat while he approached the tree besides them. The elf squinted his eyes after pushing his messy hair out of the face. His hand glided over the bark.\n\n*\"I'm looking for someone...\"* He mumbled under his nose quietly, focused on the task at hand. After a sharp inhale, he raised his voice. *\"Say, Katherine.\"* He spun. *\"You haven't happened on a vampire around here by any chance, have you? You know, the blood sucker fellows? I assume you're not one - despite your pale-ish skin. You wouldn't have the strike of grey in your hair. Only way you could be a vampire with that color on your head is if you were a fledgling, which I highly doubt judging by your spell's power.\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Katherine lets out a small huff. Lucien seemed a bit __too__ formal for her liking.*\n\n*His next comment surprised her, and the macen tilts her head. He was obviously an ebony vampire, yet he was searching for one. Immediately, she's on alert, even more so than she already is. Either he was searching for a cult, to build allies, or he was hunting them. It reminded her of... Herself. A hunter, slaying beasts and vampires alike, yet was inflicted with the curse. Then, used that curse to familiarize themselves on how to hunt them.*\n\n*The one thing they differed in was their usage. Katherine never used her vampiric power unless she was in dire situations; she hated the feeling of it, as it grew stronger every time she had used it. It was far more of a burden than a power; Lucien seemed to be able to use this power. His dark magic could easily be associated with vampirism, especially with his strain. Fighting fire with fire seemed to be his strategy.*\n\n\"No, I haven't seen any around. May I ask why? And how do you know so much about them?\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien looked her in the eyes, inquisitive gaze trying to read any deceit she could have pulled off. After her question, his sight remained locked with hers for a few silent moments. The elf then turned and kneeled, scraping off some dirt. He pressed his fingers against each other, feeling its texture.\n\nOddly, his shady eyes began burning in a dark violet haze. The glow was unique, much like his energy - even around the ebony vampires she might have known quite a lot about. After careful consideration of the bloodied mud, he responded.\n\n*\"There's two situations I see here. In one you already know by having looked at me, which gives your reserved behavior another fine explanation. The other is that you have absolutely no idea about vampires. In the latter, I won't even bother explaining.\"* He rose. His grim expression merged with the night itself perfectly. The cloaked figure approached Katherine again, looming over her as composed as before.\n\n*\"Are owlbears the only thing you hunt, Katherine Vayne?\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The two hunters stared each other down, neither allowing the other to gain any sort of information, their eyes fierce.*\n\n*Katherine's waryness didn't just come from his visible power; she just noticed that he towered over her, easily over a foot taller. It was unnerving, to say the least, though she wouldn't show it.*\n\n\"No. I hunt undead, and vampires as well. And you? Either you are searching for allies or targets.\"\n\n*Behind her, Katherine's right hand balls up into a steel-clad fist. She wasn't sure about what he would answer with.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "*\"So I was right in my assumption that you knew already?\"* He raised a brow. His body's motion was unreadable, covered in his lengthy cloak.\n\nAs she said that she hunted his kind, he wasn't bothered - in fact, a tinge of satisfaction glowed in his eyes. Despite that, he remained just as close while inspecting her. He raised a brow at her question.\n\n*\"I'm looking for a specific few vampires indeed. Does that matter? Am I not your enemy? A vampire, standing right in front of you. Shouldn't you incinerate me, the evil, here and now?\"*\n\nHis eyes dropped to her cheeks, lips - and then neck. He absorbed any information he could, doing so in a slightly sensual and perhaps intrusive manner. With only his gaze he could touch a soul deeper than his fingers could a body. Then again, the soul against him was hardened enough that simple probing wouldn't do. Was this a threat, suggesting that he intended to bite her? Or was it a test? Not much else could be spotted out, except for the fact that he looked back at her again - curious to know her next words." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"That would be correct.\"\n\n*Katherine swore she saw what seemed like satisfaction in his eyes. Does that mean he was entertained? Approved?*\n\n\"I do not hunt vampires just because they are afflicted; I hunt them because they prey on the innocent. If I were to slay every vampire I saw, I would most certainly be mad and imprisoned. It would have been hypocritical for the past, as I used to be one myself.\"\n\n*The macen saw Lucien looking at her lower face, then her neck. Her right leg shifts back, and her left leg bends ever so slightly.*\n\n\"And note that I do not plan on being one again.\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "*\"Ah, you're not delusional. That's worrying. You're attractive, realistic. That means your crazy is somewhere else. I'm almost curious to find out.\"* \n\nHe listened carefully to what she had to say. His brows jumped faintly at the mention of her vampire past, his interest peaking. Lucien also noticed how she moved into an alert pose, assuming that he planned to infect her. His figure loomed over her even more intensely, as if he was about to step forward and bite into her neck. His eyes relayed intensity akin to psychic pressure. The elf remained silent, before moving his head forth.\n\nRight after, he was stepping back, the forward lean done to help him do so. He collapsed to the ground and dropped his back against the tree. A look towards the sky revealed another side to him - one that he hadn't portrayed in their meeting before. His expression was gloomy yet dreamy.\n\n*\"I see. Previously vampire, makes sense. I envy the relief you must be feeling now that you've gotten rid of it.\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The macen blinks as Lucien comments about her. Attractive, 'crazy is somewhere else.' Whatever that meant. Her foot slides back ever more so slightly, then relaxes as Lucien stops and sits back at the tree. Katherine sits down as well, picking up a few sticks. Arranging them into a small bundle, she tosses a large log in the mix. A single fireball is launched, creating a small fire, cerulean flame, slowly turning into the bright orange.*\n\n\"It had plagued me for so many years. It was close. The strain was getting stronger, almost too late. You can too. Fight it. There's a place. It's expensive, but it was worth it.\"\n\n*Katherine's armor is unsummoned, leaving the vampire in black clothing. Just a simple long sleeve shirt and pants, nothing special. On a belt was a silver dagger, the triangular blade sheathed in ebony leather.*\n\n\"Unless you wish to use it. I couldn't stand the feeling.\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien glimpsed at her as she crafted the campfire, until she sparked it alight. He stared into the fire, curious what he could see inside it. His eyes turned to focus on the lady besides him as she spoke, however.\n\nCuriously he inspected her body as it no longer was covered by armor. He took notice of the simple wear and silver dagger clipped to her belt. His focus didn't wander long before returning to her eyes. He didn't speak for a while, letting the ember crack in the nightly serenity.\n\nAn expression of frustration showed on his face. Lucien looked at Katherine with painful sympathy, the kind only someone experiencing the same would be able to convey. He closed his eyes and crossed his legs in a lotus position. His head dropped to his hand, which's elbow was supported by his thigh. Much of the cloak was drawn behind him, revealing his clothing. He wore a grey shirt, disheveled and unbuttoned halfway through.\n\nHis physique was visibly maintained, judging by the muscular chest. Below that he wore black leather pants and lengthy boots. The rogue's odachi rested besides him. There were various dagger sheathes all over his body, as well as a pack clipped to his belt.\n\n*\"I admire your courage, kind Katherine.\"* He raised one of the hands conjured by the vampiric agony he channeled. It pointed to the fire. *\"I can't even dream to do that. Before the curse was inflicted upon me, I couldn't even wield a sword. Ironically, in stead of my weak physique, my body is a perfect vessel for this disease. It allows me to do things that might even surprise you. Perhaps, I can show you more some day...\nEither way, I simply can't lose this yet. I despise it from the bottom of my heart, like you do. Every day I fight to keep my sanity, to prevent myself from suiciding or even worse, hurting innocents with no purpose. **I hate that.** But I hate one thing more. I hate a specific few vampires for reasons I do not wish to disclose. They're malign to the core. I'll murder them all.\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*The former vampire simply listened as Lucien explained his condition. He was certainly fit, and seemed to be prepared, shown by his many weapons. Katherine crosses her legs, placing herself opposite of Lucien from the campfire. She still wasn't sure what to think of him, but slowly she was opening up; he seemed trustworthy.*\n\n*What Katherine found interesting was the long odachi by his side. For such a stealthy warrior, he wielded quite a large weapon. It seemed to still work though, the curve not impeding its ability to stab deep into skulls.*\n\n*\"Kind Katherine\". She hadn't heard that descriptor before.*\n\n\"So you use it as a weapon. In fact, it is the only way for you to so. Hm. I've heard of cases like that, where vampirism greatly amplified a person's physical or magical capabilities. I understand your pain.\"\n\n\"A specific group? Do you mean perhaps the cults?\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien was a tad surprised by her providing understanding immediately. He didn't let that show on his face, however. A sense of doubt overwhelmed him - how could *She* Understand? How could anyone? Nobody could. Even the thought of seeing what he did, claimed by her, burned a pain inside his chest - an irrational one. Despite its developing fury, Lucien calmed and didn't let any emotion show on his face. He suppressed the primal beast inside him.\n\nThe elf peered towards the sky as the current carried the black strands of his hair across his own face.\n\n*\"That I can not tell. I thought my calculations were right, that I'd stumble upon one of them here. Seems that I'm either missing a piece, or you're just playing a really fancy trick on me. If the latter is true, I was already tricked. In that case I would have already lost, because I decided to trust a stranger with my goals. Yet my intuition has carried me here, and through experience with this curse I've learned to recognize others afflicted with it.\"*\n\nThe hazy skeletal hands lurked back to his body, merging with it in an unnerving fashion. He used his real one to collect the spread out hair back on top of his head. Lucien then inspected Katherine again, offering a smile.\n\n*\"Well, you know my secret. What about yours? What would you like no one else to know you're pursuing?\"* He questioned her motivations. In essence, it was an offer of trade - neither of them had anything to do with each other's life, thus the opportunity to get weight off of the shoulder without consequences." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"And you think I would play a trick? Believe me when I say I am a simple person. And I for sure am no longer afflicted.\"\n\n*Katherine grabs her silver dagger, drawing it out of the sheathe. The surface is almost mirror-like, reflecting the shades of gold and crimson coming from the campfire. The macen presses the blade against her palm.*\n\n\"Intuition is the best form of judgement. Though I can't help but feel unnerved by your magic. It's... Unnatural.\"\n\n*Katherine eventually sheathes the dagger, showing an unharmed hand. She soon shows sign of relaxation, putting her hands behind her head and extending her legs, resting them on a log.*\n\n\"I have no need to hide my secrets. Except for maybe one...\"\n\n*Katherine raises up her right hand, showing a golden ring, glowing like flames.*\n\n\"I'm looking for someone. Someone very important to me. Despite removing my vampirism, I don't feel whole, I don't feel complete.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*There it was again. That horrible feeling. Cold, yearning for flesh and blood, dark whispers in the shadows of the mind.*\n\n*This was the tormented mind of the vampire Lucien.*\n\n*Scenes of atrocity, war, torture, playing over and over again. An endless cycle of suffering. Compared to the clutches of the Ivory, the Ebony strain reeked of death; the promise to live forever, to be unstoppable. To tear through the suffering that mere mortals went through.*\n\n*And then she saw him. The elf was suspended in the black pool, his muscled chest standing clearly against the dark surface.*\n\n\"You fight for this long. You put yourself through this. You know that once it gets strong enough, once that pool envelopes you... There's no going back. Ever.\"\n\n*The macen would choose to stay in the dark realm.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "The elf clearly appreciated her response. Despite being more of a lecture, it didn't provide disgust. Not only, yet she decided to stay inside the hell, despite its gruesome nature. His gaze remained as expressionless, the terror of emotions inside him overwhelming his being.\n\nHe grunted quietly and stood up, the waves of water disturbed by his movement. The blackness that engulfed his person didn't wash away - it remained clasped to him, like clothing put on involuntarily. He approached her and stepped out of the pool. After a careful inspection of her again, he gave a depressing nod.\n\n*\"You're very right, Katherine. But what can I do? I don't have strength, I don't have arcane prowess. Must I stop chasing the truth and dealing justice, all because of my personal comfort?\"* He dropped his gaze as a shadow ran over his face. Lucien raised a clenched fist. *\"Trust me, I want to get rid of this thing more than anyone. **You** Should know exactly what I mean! They never stop, the cries and the begs. Some of them are even familiar faces, which tortures me even more.\"*\n\nHe moved a hand to her shoulder, its texture as grave as a dead man's body. *\"I really want to.\"* He gulped. *\"But there are things that we want, and things that we have to do. I just happen to be the unlucky kind who doesn't have those two aligned.\"*\n\nHe let go and remained silent, conveying more with his look in her eyes than any words could describe. Two vampires, standing against each other, one in essence and the other in memory. The dark coat on his body exhaled drastic amounts of the ebony aura - if she had to assume, it was the equivalent of a Tier 4. Lucien tilted his head and muttered.\n\n*\"Why... Why did you stay?\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Katherine simply looks around. The temptation was great, promises of power. Had she been weak willed, she would have already succumbed to it. She watched him step out of the pool.*\n\n*Oh no.*\n\n*Fortunately, he seemed to be covered by the darkness.*\n\n\"....I understand. You feel responsible. For something.\"\n\n*Reciprocating, Katherine places a hand on the vampire's shoulder. She didn't know how long he had been cursed, or how severe it was. Until she saw the mist. The black vapor, coming from the dark liquid. The strain was strong. Leaning in, Katherine wraps her arms around the dark figure.*\n\n\"Because I don't want you to fight it alone. You're always stronger with someone by your side. If I hadn't met my beloved, the curse would have set itself in stone by now.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien smiled at her palpably. She could see his irises relax faintly, yet the wall of aloofness to break was still too thick. Perhaps, however, she would be able to do so.\n\nThe elf felt the warm wave coming from just her gaze, and the even warmer one from her touch.\n\nShe understood him, his pain and struggles. That made her dangerous - he believed, for he could end up vulnerable in her presence.\n\nThat sparked his fears alight. He didn't show, of course, and only teased to keep the topic abstract. Lucien raised his hand and placed a hand on her cheek. His palm caressed it slowly and carefully, showing gratitude yet also setting up his next words.\n\n\"Hey hey, now, be careful with how open you are. You are a beautiful lass and I'm an evil vampire. Might steal you for a night.\" He chuckled with a teasing smirk." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*To her, Lucien wasn't just someone who needed protecting. It was obvious that he could fend for himself. Rather, he needed help; someone to be with, someone to stand __with__ him.*\n\n*Katherine soon found herself surprised, however, as the vampire's hand caresses her cheek. Her eyes widen, then turn away at Lucien's words, the latter soon feeling her skin warm and turn rosy. Her hand rises, gently grasping the elf's hand and moving it off her face.*\n\n\"You know I'm taken, Lucien. I will admit, you're one of the better looking people I've met. But I can't just throw away something that's dear to my heart.\"\n\n\"Plus, I think I could take you on easily.\"\n\n*Katherine smirks back, the pinkish color fading.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien arched a brow as she lowered his hand with a gentle hold. He listened carefully to her next words, without commenting.\n\n*\"My my, thank you. I would take your explanation as a reason fair enough...\"* Swiftly, his hand clasped with hers. The fingers intertwined softly. The elf dragged his arm back with aim to pull her closer to himself. If successful, he'd look down to meet her eyes.\n\n*\"... Was it not for your unjustified provocation.\"* The man smirked smugly. The penumbra in his gaze intensified - and with it, the bewitching lavender aroma. He tilted his head nonchalantly and evidently gawked at her alluring face. It wasn't hard for her to tell the increased attention on her rosy, pretty lips.\n\nThe arm he pulled her with descended to keep them both comfortable in that stance. She could feel the frigid embrace of his other hand, which was slowly tasting the shape of her waist. He halted upon reaching her back - keeping her steadily in his hold.\n\n*\"A hunter like you should be able to walk the walk she talks, no? You shouldn't have anything to fear... You did say I'd pose you no challenge.\"* The vampire added in a whispering incitement. It was silent enough for his timbre to come off as a growl." } ]

[ { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Katherine's vibrant eyes widen in shock as Lucien smoothly transitions to a handhold. His arm pulling her would bring the two close. Almost too close. The sweet lavender aroma permeated her defenses, its prolonged effect finally taking hold. He was just... Too good. His body rough and fit, his face handsome and rugged. And he was paying all his attention for __her__.*\n\n*Then, the hand on her hip. It then wrapped around her, cold, yet comforting. It held her up as the elf gazed at her.*\n\n*She just wanted him... But could she? Could she just throw all of it away... All of her time with Aleksander? For this? Someone she just met? She was being seduced. And yet, even with this realization, part of her still wanted to continue forward. However, her last bit of resolve barely held her back. The macen was now on the tipping point; any wrong move could send her over the point of no return.*\n\n\"I-I didn't think you would be serious... Lucien, I don't know if I can...\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien understood very well that she belonged to another man. In that case, why did his body move on its own? The vampire lurking beneath unveiled his darkest side - that must have been the reason... Or was it? His heart raced intensely in the realization of his immoral approach.\n\nBut he kept leaning closer while the beautiful lady spoke. He gaped her full of life gaze, enticed even more by it. She looked at him, imploring that they paused before they crossed barriers. The begging in her eyes, her surrender to his choice - Lucien coveted her even more.\n\nIt was a desperate plead, a hopeless attempt to stop her from what she truly desired. Despite what she asked of him, he wanted to have her - all of her. The sear of his passionate craving would burn in his glare, perceiving deeply into her lustful longing.\n\n*\"Katherine...\"* He whispered one last time.\n\nLucien's lips met hers. He had closed his eyes already, and was not settling for a simple peck. The man's act was intrusive, dominant. His arm, the one so carefully webbed with her fingers, rose up. It reached his chilly neck, where he left her contrastingly warm hand. His own was free - thus it followed the other's example and locked the woman's waist by the open side. His grip over her intensified as the two merged wholly, any borders between them gone.\n\nWas she not to resist his assertive deed, he would savor her for a while. In the midst of their ardent exchange, only the breeze whistled in their ears. At one moment Lucien paused and leaned back to observe her. His eyes were just as demanding, yet calm at the same time. The lover wouldn't go nearer anymore - instead waiting. He opened his mouth, announcing his next sentence with a seductive invitation.\n\n***\"Come kiss me, Katherine.\"***" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*A voice in her head cried out, pleading her to stop. She couldn't do this. Betraying Aleksander like this. The small voice of reason attempted to restrain her, hold her back from the slippery slope of lust and unfaithfulness.*\n\n*\"You can still stop! Don't do this!\"*\n\n*All logic was thrown out the window the moment Lucien's lips met hers. The burning flame of passion surged up as blood rushed to her face, turning her cheeks red and her lips warm. As Katherine felt the elf's hands around her waist, her own hands wrapped around his neck, holding him close.*\n\n*As the two separated, the woman's expression was no longer worrisome. All chains holding her back had been broken, molten from the flames of lust. Her eyes sparkled an almost pink shade, showing the sudden change.*\n\n*The former vampire doesn't say a word as Lucien beckons for her to kiss him, obeying entirely. Gracefully, yet swiftly, she plants her lips against his, feeling the two come together. Once the two are forced apart by the need to breathe, Katherine speaks.*\n\n\"I want you, Lucien.\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "With the passage of their exchange, Lucien's softness was replaced by rough yet sensual squeezes. She broke her own chains, her every defense. The cruel vampire had spaced back for a reason. She had accepted his invitation, meaning that she could never lie to herself that she was forced into the situation. He had given her the opportunity to stop right there - proving to her and himself that she yearned the contrary.\n\nThe night had taken a direction the elf truly didn't foresee. He entered the forest with the goal of assassinating a vampire, to begin executing vengeance and justice as he viewed right. How the tides had turned, however... He didn't mind.\n\nIt didn't take long for his hands to start traversing her dainty body, taking her in tighter than before. Once they had a pause, one in which to take a breather, she admitted what both of them implied clearly with their actions.\n\n*\"I'm all yours.\"*\n\nHis hands yanked her small frame up without warning. They seized her fine thighs and stopped her from landing to the ground. He held her against himself, stealing a moment of their steamy endeavor to look at her exquisite face again.\n\nHe smiled. That was the last pause before he captured her lips again - this time not settling for only that much. Step by step he went deeper, more intimate. Alongside that, a more beastly side came over him. It was much harsher, yet also with a stronger sense of lust. The increase of the charming lavender aroma was multiplied, and so was his unshakable will to overpower her completely.\n\nWith every moment it mattered less what was right and what was wrong. All that mattered was that they satisfy their primal urges.\n\n```FTB.```" } ]

[ { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Soon, the macen would feel the elf's hands explore her body. How long she had waited for someone to touch her again; ever since Ale had left, she yearned to be embraced, to be cared for, for someone to quench her deepest passion.*\n\n*As Lucien easily picked her up, she obliged, wrapping her legs around him. Hoisting herself up, she was now free to do whatever she wanted with the vampire.*\n\n*The night continued on, with Lucien's aura soon completely enchanting the woman. The vampire's fangs soon found themselves in her neck, and Katherine gasped. Not in shock, but in pleasure. She enjoyed it. What was once something she hated, she now found pleasure in, letting out a noise that would tarnish her reputation as a New Sunlight member should anyone hear it.*\n\n```Fade to Black.```\n\n*It was morning. The two lovers were embraced on the forest floor, clothes ruffled, some strewn about. Katherine woke up once the sun hit her face. The first thing she felt was bliss. Finally, after so long, someone else to be with.*\n\n*The next thing she felt was crippling guilt. Sitting up, she looks down at her palms. How could she do this? Betray Aleksander like this? He had promised to marry her, __taken her last name__. And now she was having a one night stand with another man.*\n\n*Tears slowly began to well up in her eyes as she came to realize what she had done.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien came to his senses soon after Katherine awoke. A smirk twisted its way apparent on his face as he remembered the indescribable adventure from the night before. He turned to observe the woman, only to see her in a state of regret. That was when it all came back to him. He recalled that in the midst of sating his thirsts he had often felt the golden ring on her finger. It was a message that while her body was his to savor, ultimately her heart was taken.\n\nNothing new under the sun, he thought. It was a night of pleasure, one after which they could both go their own ways. Or so he believed, yet an odd tingle in his chest rebelled silently... Regardless, he was certain that she had seen him as naught less but a seductive temptation. That was the only reason she would have that look in her face, the elf concluded.\n\nSlowly he rose to a seated position, releasing a muffled, sleepy grunt. He crossed his legs in a lotus pose. The vampire closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. The tree's shadow protected him from the damaging warmth of the sun's grasp.\nA part of Lucien wished to embrace her, yet he assumed that would only cause her more trouble. With a click of his tongue he dropped the back of his head against the bark, eyes still shut.\n\n*\"If you see me as nothing more than a mistake, driven by untamed lust, I will understand. I tempted you to do this, after all. I'm afraid I don't see you that way, in fact quite the contrary. No matter. If you believe it'll help, I'll leave. I'll only insist that I drop you off wherever, so that you don't have to go by foot.\"*\n\nThe man spoke in a rather monotone voice, unlike his usual. It felt numb, dead - yet genuine at the same time. There was a different type of confidence in it, one fueled by honesty." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Soon, teardrops fell from the woman's eyes, glistening drops falling onto pale palms and a golden ring, causing the metal to sparkle. The vampire could begin to hear sobs rise up in Katherine's throat as she looks up at her lover, her eyes watery.*\n\n\"I don't know Lucien, I don't know... Part of me wants to stay. It's been so long since I've felt this; someone else's touch, the warmth of an embrace.\"\n\n*Her right hand clenches into a fist, and the woman slams it against the soft ground.*\n\n\"But how can I do this? How can I do this to the man I love, who I swore my life to?? What would he think of me, if he was here right now?? I'm unfaithful, disloyal, just a lustful bitch who can't control herself.\"\n\n*Katherine throws herself at the vampire, wrapping her arms around him. Her voice is soft and fragile, almost at the breaking point.*\n\n\"Lucien, I don't even know anymore. I don't know if I should stay with you, if Aleksander is even going to come back or not, if he's even alive... I don't know what to do.\"" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "Lucien's gaze remained lowered. Parts of his messy black hair slumped over his forehead, casting a shadow that ambiguously concealed his expression. As Katherine dropped on his person, he didn't react. The elf didn't take her in his own embrace, nor did he say anything.\n\nOne would expect him to offer backing or encouragement. Instead, his cold frame remained still as she expressed her pain and struggle. She opened up to him fully. It would only be vile, by his definition, to not share with her his honest opinion going forward.\n\nOnce she finished, she could feel his cold hand wrapping her cheek rather swiftly. He lifted her face off of his icy chest, glaring deep into her eyes with his voidly gaps. He planted his lips into hers unexpectedly, sampling them with vehement affection. After that he withdrew and declared, his voice intimidating like never before.\n\n*\"**Shut up.** Hold your head up. Push your chest forth, proudly. You're trying to be strong, to do what you want. At the same time you're trying to live happily, shackled by chains of a fictional premise. I am sorry, Katherine, but I adored every damned moment of last night, and I am doubtlessly convinced you felt the same way. The way you moved... The way you begged - it made it clear to me.\"*\n\nThe hostile tone came with a reason. Lucien despised weakness. It reminded him of his past, when he couldn't even hold a courser no matter what he did. He was confined by his binds - he liberated himself by paying the price. *\"Looking at you humiliating your own self, calling yourself a bitch... **I detest that.** You are wrong for doing as you wished? What does that make this Aleksander of yours for leaving? A bastard? No... You don't believe that. Then why do you see yourself differently? Do you not understand how delusional you are being, my dear Katherine?\"*\n\n*\"The man did what he felt like doing, went somewhere for whatever reason. Judging by your tone he said no goodbye, nor did he promise in any way he would return. You are living bound by make-believe chains. That is disgraceful, it does not belong to the passionate gorgeous woman I could connect with yesterday.\"* Gradually he calmed and spoke more eloquently. He hoped that the previous rapid shift in his tone had made her snap - made her listen to what he explained. The elf leaned closer, placing his forehead against hers. His next whisper sounded much like a melody, perhaps soothing in combination with his scent.\n\n*\"Katherine. Listen to me, Katherine. Never. Never disrespect yourself again. Before being a hunter, before being the pseudo wife of someone gone - you are a powerful lady. Always remember that.\"* His thumb caressed her cheek and eventually slid down to tease her bottom lip teasingly. He wished to make her feel alive again, to remind her of the fiery force that lurked deep inside her.\n\n*\"Will you promise to do that?\"*" }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "*Lucien's touch was cold... Yet it was as comforting as a warm flame. His lips were soft, and Katherine once again melted upon contact with them, savoring every moment that they connected.*\n\n*Once they broke away though, she was not faced with comforting words; instead, it would be the cold water that tempered her will, once soft by the heat of passion and lust.*\n\n\"I did feel that way. I did love the way you control me, the way you made me *Feel.*\"\n\n*The woman looks up to her lover, her eyes shining with the same flame as before, but this time hard as polished steel. She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, and wipes away a tear trailing down to her chin.*\n\n\"I-I just can't bring myself to accuse him. But now that I've met you... I don't know if I feel the same anymore. Now...\"\n\n*The former vampire begins to come to a realization. Looking to the side, Katherine then presses herself up against Lucien, feeling his own muscled chest against hers. Wrapping her hand around his neck, this time, she pulls him in for a kiss instead. This was her choice.*\n\n*Once the two separated, Katherine breathing hard, looked at him with a combination of lust and resolve.*\n\n\"Yes, I do.\"\n\n*And then, the macen passionately lunged forward for another, pushing her lover to the floor and clambering on top of him.*" }, { "author": "Lucien D'arcy", "message": "The elf was surprised. He assumed it would take more than that to convince her. It appears that even she, in her desperate state, managed to perceive through the illusion. His eyes widened as she vigorously took him with her lips, yet promptly they relaxed while he smiled.\n\nHer gaze sparked resolutely as they looked at each other. His hands moved to her lower back on their own, caressing her partly exposed figure. Despite his calm appearance, Katherine could feel his heart racing. Could it be that he was nervous?\n\n*\"Good. I certainly hope you me—\"*\n\nHis speech was cut short once she tackled him to the grass. An inaudible mutter came from his mouth, engaged with her silky red lips. She could feel a thin breeze against her skin as he exhaled nasally in a chuckle. His hands went lower, clenching tricky parts of her lower body confidently.\n\nOnce she backed up for both of them to breathe, he gawked her with satisfaction.\n*\"Sheesh, what a daredevil you are. Didn't even let me speak.\"*\nHis hands traversed her thighs seductively, the tip of his cold fingers tickling her sensitive skin. The happy expression on his face deteriorated. The charmer's brows sunk as he looked away.\n\n*\"I wish you stay happy, Katherine...\"* The vampire retrieved his hands, raising his chest up to face her while she sat on top of him. *\"I'm only a shell of the man I used to be. Hollow, empty. Now... My mind is fogged with vengeance and hate. You deserve much better.\"*\n\nHe remained silent for a while and then smirked. *\"I'd say that despite not knowing you for long enough, the little time we've had together allowed me to thoroughly inspect you and know what you deserve.\"* He teased. If Katherine was attentive, she'd notice that the man often resorted to humor in situations of pain or fear. He had done the same the night before, when they discussed his curse. And even still, the looming fervor of his demonic presence still craved her profoundly - it was not hard for her to tell." }, { "author": "Katherine Vayne", "message": "\"Thank you Lucien. For freeing me.\"\n\n*Katherine sits up, now mounted atop the elf. Her left hand moves towards the right, slipping the golden ring off her finger and reaching over to her clothes, slipping it in a pocket.*\n\n\"Now, there's no more restraints.\"\n\n*The macen's hands would explore her new lover's body, resting on his chest. One begins to slip down below.*\n\n\"And so do you. After so much suffering, it's only right one can enjoy oneself, right? You brought this on yourself, seducing me with that sexy body and that wonderful aura. Most of all though, is your kindness.\"\n\n*Katherine wouldn't allow the the two to speak any more, ravenously pressing her lips against Lucien and rubbing her body against his.*\n```Fade to Black, again.```" }, { "author": "shpeekrebs", "message": "```End of roleplay.```" } ]

[ { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "*A peaceful afternoon. The golden sun was setting, its weakening rays of light slowly turning orange and pink, barely piercing through the treetops. Diao took her daily stroll through the forest, rings clinking on her left side with every step. Behind her, a massive steel golem stood. It was humanoid, its body shaped in that to appear like mountain pattern armor, though it was obvious it was only an imprint.*\n\n*Diao herself was also unarmed, save for the massive sword that was suspended from where her arm should have been. Her shoulder instead ended in a stump, leaving only a hook to carry the massive 9 ring dadao. There was no possible way she could wield it.*\n\n*The elf carried with her a tea set, setting it down and sitting down on the grass.*\n\n\"You have the hot water, protector?\"\n\n*The golem pulls out a clay container.*\n\n\"Yes I do, Diao.\"\n\n*Its voice was extremely to its summoner, but with an almost bell-like tone.*" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*That afternoon was indeed very peaceful, not a sound since they had left to go in the forest outside from the usual leave rustling caused by the wind and the foot steps of the metal golem, although, diao couldn't stop but feel that something was wrong, as if something was intensely watching her, other than that, nothing seemed wrong for the time being.*\n\n*A few moments would have passed while diao continued to walk before something finally happened, a big tree branch would have loudly cracked and fall a few feet in front of her,it was too far away for it to be actually dangerous and too small compared to the road to effectively block the way but this was definitively strange as there wasn't a storm here in the last few days, and the wind didn't pick up when it fell.*" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "*The branch snapped. Yet there was no sign of wind or storm.*\n\n*Someone was here.*\n\n*Immediately, Diao's hand glows in a bright blue light, raising a cerulean sword above her head. The blade is incredibly thin and light, as contrasted to the large blade on her shoulder. Said blade is gripped by the golem, who takes up the same position as the summoner.*\n\n\"Who's there?\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*A few seconds after diao asked her question, a slow, seemingly corrupted voice, would come out from the tree's, it was obviously everything but natural.*\n\n\"Well,well,well, seems like this one isn't a total dunce, did that small branch scare you and your toy, And did you like the small noise free heaven i caused?\"\n\n*After speaking those words, whatever was in the tree's let out a loud , corrupted laugh, seemingly mocking diao and her attempts at being intimidating, whatever it could be, it wasn't impressed by the magic diao was able to do.*" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "*The elf's eyes focus on where the voice had come from. The golem would have seen what it was had it not been hidden in the trees.*\n\n\"I know you're there now. I'm just trying to go out for a walk...\"\n\n*Diao stands completely still. The voice didn't seem to be anything normal; in fact, it was obvious magic had tampered with it. The mocking laugh caused the elf to focus her attention even further, though it did unnerve her.*\n\n\"Free heaven?\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "\"Noise free heaven, haven't you realized yet that there hasn't been any bird chirp or any kind of animal noise, perhaps you are even more of an idiot than i though, oh and don't bother trying to find me,it would be way to hard and you wouldn't be able to reach me with your spell anyway\"\n\n*Even though diao wouldn't be able to notice where it was,she did notice the source of the voice was constantly moving in seemingly random pattern*\n\n\"And what fun is just walking around, being alone, with your own thought, your own anxiety and your own fears\"" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "\"Hey now! Your voice makes it hard to distinguish words! Show yourself already!\"\n\n*The voice was constantly moving, making it difficult to pinpoint it. Her arm begins to shake from holding up the sword for such a long time, and she drops it down to her waist. She focused carefully at the trees around her, attempting to pierce through the darkness using darkvision.*\n\n\"I am not alone. I have my golem with me.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "zalgar", "message": "\"My,my, have some patience,everything comes in due time, and don't even try this on me, you may wear some pretty noble clothing, but i know that if you would be able to buy one golem you'd probably have more guard following you everywhere you'd go, metal kulei are strong both in strength and endurance, but they aren't fast nor cheap to produce, unless you didn't buy it and instead used some more magical means of creating it, but then it would mean you are just hanging out with an extension of yourself, and that would be quite pathetic even for you\"\n\n*Mean while the thing was speaking, you could sense it getting closer to the ground yet his moving around became a bit more frantic,making it somewhat more and less predictable at the same time.*" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "\"I'm not a noble! Not anymore...\"\n\n*The golem starts to relax, positioning himself right behind Diao. It still holds its sword in front of itself. It responds to the voice as well, instead of Diao.*\n\n\"And that is supposed to mean something? We share the same spirit; I am Diao's strength that she once had. Now show yourself or this blade will find yourself in between your eyes.\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*The thing would let out yet another laugh as the metal kulei talked*\n\n\"I wasn't talking to you tin can, if you haven't realized yet, you are far from having the upper hand, so either you shut that trap of your, or your master is sure to become an urban legend told to kids to make them stops being cocky little bastard\"\n\n*Diao could after a few moments trying to get a glimpse of the thing for a few seconds, she would finally see something although that's for you to decide if seeing a giant maw like you have never seen before staring straight at you is good.*" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "*The golem responds to the eldritch voice.*\n\n\"And we weren't looking for scared bitch who hides in the trees. So either come out or fuck off.\"\n\n\"Language, protector!\"\n\n*As Diao saw the mouth, her eyes narrow. Nothing should have a mouth that big.*\n\n\"Guess that big mouth shows just how much of a big talker you are. I'm not scared of you.\"\n\n*Diao points her sword in the direction of the thing.*\n\n\"I used to be a legend of a different kind. Don't make me prove it.\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*A few seconds after diao stopped seeing the beast,she would see something shine brightly compared to the rest of the tree's as she saw something coming from her side, it was a huge orange, cat-like beast with black stripes hit the head of her golem with a halberd, with the momentum, the strength and the weight of it all combined,it was sure to do some heavy damage.*\n\n*She could also see something strange happening very close to the beast's body, it was as if the own very flesh of him was moving around in random patterns, if she was thoughtful enough in this high stress situation, she could deduce that it had tentacles, if the golem survived he would have deduced the same thing*\n\n\"You act as if you aren't scared even though i can sense your fight or flight instinct acting right this second, and yes while you may be have been 'legend of a different kind' you seem to ignore the fact that you are standing in front another one forgotten by time itself... Perhaps destroying your toy will bring some senses into you, or did your noble past rot you to the core?\"\n\n*The beast would let out yet another laugh after finishing his sentences, it seems like now would be the best time to act*" }, { "author": "Diao Tai Feng", "message": "\"Left above!\"\n\n*Almost as if the golem had performed the action a thousand times, like a well oiled mechanism, the protector raises the heavy blade above its head, turning towards its left. The angled Dadao is impacted by the langets on the halberd, causing the blow to harmlessly deflect to the left and slam into the ground.*\n\n*Immediately after the halberd slides off, the golem performs a right to left downward diagonal slash, easily splitting the grounded halberd in two. It had no give, and therefore was subject to the entire force of the might blow.*\n\n*Diao would take her action as well. Her right foot glows blue as she sees the felinid fall, sliding it forward. A wave of what looked like water sudden sprouts up and slams into Zalgar's torso at a near 90 degree angle, greatly amplifying the force he received. He most likely was suffering severe internal bleeding.*\n\n*The sharp eyed elf would also spot the wriggling masses, and takes a graceful slash at two of them with her Jian. At the same time, her hand glows a bright blue, greatly amplifying the power of her attack.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "In the midst of a wet and murky pitch black night—in which beasts screeched, roared, and grumbled around—coming from the dark, limping and bloodied, a massive figure made its approach. Held in their right hand was a dishevelled billhook polearm which they soon dropped. With one extra step, the figure fell over into the mud with a loud squelch and thump due to his size. While on his stomach, the fact he had a tail was noticeable for once. Every once in a while, a large predatory animal or two would come over and nibble at his skin with no prevail and ended up just leaving.\nThe night went on, getting darker and darker as the figure laid in the mud, helpless." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The squelching of feet could be heard as Terrel made his way through the dark forest. Beside him was a horse, strapped with saddle bags who seemed rather tired from all the walking. The loud sound of beasts had drew his attention to this place, mostly from the interest at the idea of beasts possibly fighting out here and causing such a ruckus. As the pig masked elf made his way further into the forest, his horse eventually came to a stop, shaking its head at the sight of the creature laying in the mud. Terrel was forced to stop walking, causing him to let out a sigh at his horse. At first he wasn't sure what gotten him riled up, but as he slowly turned his gaze to what was ahead. He came to notice the tail sticking out from the mud where it ran connected to the rest of the figure.*\n\n\"That's what you're worried about?\" *He questioned his horse only to be given a snorted response back.* \"We're in a forest it's probably full of dead animals.\" *Terrel would slowly make his way over to the creature and gaze down at it. He wasn't sure himself of whether or not it was alive, but he had a way of finding out. Pulling back his cloak, Terrel would grab the hilt of the sword that rested there before drawing it out. His horse whinnied in disbelief before Terrel would casually poke at the lizard person with the tip of his blade.*\n\n\"Hey, wake up.\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "As Terrel got closer to the figure, he could see how dishevelled their body itself really was. Chunks were ripped out of their tail, they had massive gashes all over their body that leaked blood slowly. As the beast was poked with a blade, its tail and body twitched. A low gurgling was heard, as if the large lizardfolk was trying to exhale whilst his snout was underneath the shallow water on the ground. The gurgling grew louder before the man's head lifted out of the water, letting out a pained groan.\n\nThe lizardfolk's arms pulled inward slowly so he could push himself up off the ground. His arms quaked before he inevitably failed to push himself up. He seemed to just sit there and groan, as if he didn't realise that someone else was here with him. Yet again, he tried to lift himself up but failed miserably. This man was obviously very weak and oblivious at the moment." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Yeah... Pretty dead...\" *Terrel concluded as he moved his sword away before glancing back at his horse.* \"Reckon we can get some good stuff off of him?\" *His horse snorted back in annoyance while Terrel looked the lizardfolk over, taking notice of the bill hook with him. Must have lost of fighting of some sort. \n\n\nTerrel would slide his boot partially beneath the lizard, lifting it up so that he could flip him over to his back or the very least to his side. It was hard to really see him between it being nighttime and him being masked by the mud that layered the ground. By then his horse had finally made its way over to him, albeit with a bit of nervousness to its step and began sniffing at the weakened lizard his nostrils flaring up as he did.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "As the horse approached the lizardfolk, something lit his senses up. The horse's scent poured into his nostrils, even through all the mud and swampy smell. For how injured he was, the speed in which his clawed hand struck up was quite frightening. His instincts though had overestimated how close the horse was and in which direction it was, his claws barely coming up near the side of the horse's snout. The lizardfolk grumbled loudly as his hand balled up and then fell.\n\nTheir eyes slowly opened, seeing where the horse actually was. Before they made any other moves, they mumbled. \"Food...\" The lizardfolk's voice was gruff, pained, and dried out. Again, with surprising speed, the lizardfolk threw his hand to the side to grab his dishevelled billhook. He thought it'd allow him the range to attack the horse, but when he went to swing it, his shoulder gave out and the billhook barely even moved. \\" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The horse quickly rose his head up as the lizardfolk swung at him, rearing back as he let out a whinny of fear. Terrel quickly reached out to grab his horse's lead with his free hand so as not to allow the horse the chance to try to turn and flee. His expression fell, his hidden gaze growing cold beneath his mask. He turned to the lizard, pointing his blade down towards him with his hands firmly grasping the hilt of it. His motive seemed clear enough as Terrel stood before him.*\n\n\"Well now it seems like you've gone ahead and frightened my horse and last I checked... He wasn't made for eating.\" *Terrel said, speaking with a low voice as he stared at the Lizardfolk. His horse shook his head to and fro in distraught as he tired to loosen the lead to no avail.*\n\n\"Now how about we try this little introduction again, then we can start talking about 'food.'\" *He said in a low monotoned voice. Whether or not he'd consider even helping the Lizard depended solely on him.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "For once, the lizardfolk actually noticed there was another person here. Their eyes squinted at the person, as if they were totally confused about what this person was saying. A combination of non-fluency and concussions made understanding between the two hard. The lizardfolk's eyes came to focus on the person, realising they were either a macen or an elf of some sorts, but their mask threw him off a lot. Pig Macen? Pig Elf? Pig Man?! \n\nSlowly, the lizardfolk rolled over and grabbed his billhook with his other hand. From there, he tried to put his knees up under his body to lift himself up off the ground. After a couple of hard and boring minutes, the lizardfolk finally got onto his feet again—although he was struggling a lot to stand up even with his polearm as support. He sat there, slowly shaking his head for a moment before he mustered up the strength to speak.\n\n\"Not... Understand... Not speak... You language well...\" The lizardfolk's voice was getting stronger, but it still sounded pained and very dry. He tried his best to communicate with this pig man, forcing himself to use a lot of energy to process his own words from his language to theirs." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel's lip curved in a half smile as if he were suppressing a laugh for the Lizard's confusion of him.*\n\n\"Pig man works...\" *He responded drawing his sword back, but not moving it away completely. Terrel watched the Lizardfolk for a long drawn out moment as he rose to his feet, using his polearm to support him. His horse seemed to settle down beside him slightly, though the uneasiness in the horse's gaze was obvious. Listening to the Lizardfolk and coming to notice his inability to understand him, Terrel simply gave a small shrug.*\n\n\"You speak a language at least, must have some form of intelligence. Too bad, I figured I could have killed some deranged beast out here but seems like you beat me to it...\" *He said, his tone easing a bit from its previous coldness. The 'Pig Man' carefully let go of the lead once he trusted enough that his horse wouldn't run away.* \"Now, what's your name... And how did you manage to lose a fight this badly?\"" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "The lizardfolk understood Terrel's 'name,' and his question about the lizardfolk's own name. For a moment, the lizardfolk stood there and stared blankly as if they were thinking very deeply. \"Name is... Aarathros. Was hunting and... Man attack me...\" The lizardfolk had trouble speaking and took a long time to process everything else that the elf was asking him. \"Man... In big coat... With sword!\" The lizardfolk seemed troubled as he continued speaking about his attacker.\n\nOver time, Aarathros felt more thirsty, so he dropped down to the ground and begun drinking water, even if it was muddy and disgusting. He seemed so desperate and weak. Something about the way he acted was so saddening." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel stood silently while Aarathros explained what had happened to him, his expression unchanging at least where the mask didn't cover. Getting randomly attacked while hunting? Terrel would have to keep an eye out, on this part of the forest at least. Though the Lizardfolk may not have been able to walk away from that fight, perhaps he has yet to prove himself useful some other way. Watching him drop down to drink at the mud, Terrel sheathed his sword and showed a expression matching that of disgust.*\n\n\"Alright *Aarathos*...\" *He said, putting emphasis into the name as he grabbed at the Lizardfolk's free arm.* \"Get out of the mud, you aren't a pig. Not yet anyways.\"\n\n*Terrel would try to pull the lizard up onto his feet so that he could drag him over to his horse. Terrel wasn't sure where to nearest source of fresh water was, but it shouldn't be too hard to find a small pond or so at least on horse back.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Aarathros reluctantly went with the flow of Terrel's will, pulling himself and beginning to walk with Terrel's pulling towards the horse. With each step, Aarathros groaned in pain. His head was pounding, heart beating fast enough to be considered seizing, and his muscles were aching to the point of extreme pain. The concussion he took was really fucking with his head. He barely remembered anything that happened to him, and he couldn't really tell where he was or what he was doing for the most part.\n\nAs they reached the horse, Aarathros laid a hand onto the horse's back as they approached it. Knowing he couldn't handle possibly being attacked by either the horse's owner or the horse itself, he didn't fucking rip a chunk out of its flesh but rather slowly attempted to lift himself up onto the mare. He would be quite the burden usually considering he was a little over 200 pounds of dense muscular structure, but his muscles had degraded over the period of time he had been injured, making him seem lighter." } ]

[ { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Aarathros' stomach rumbled as he groaned and tightened his grasp around Terrel. Afterwards, he let out a sickeningly loud and wet belch that could easily be assumed to be one of soon-to-come vomit. \"Need... Fooooooooodd...\" Aarathros moaned in pain from both physical and mental problems at the moment.\n\nFor a while, Aarathros kept quiet though, but at some point in the ride, he hung to the side and begun dry heaving. The dry heaving momentarily became him puking blood and then went back to dry heaves. He must've dry heaved himself to the point he HAD to puke something up." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The horse would give a pained whinny, tugging the lead around him as he shook his head side to side with the dry heaving lizard on his back. Turning around fully, Terrel picked his way around the blood stained earth and placed a hand Aarathros' back. His other hand went to one of the saddle bags as he reached into it and took out a single raw potato from the bunch. Uncooked at is was, he doubted that Aarathros would care much, especially when it would most likely just come back up in the long run.*\n\n\"If you're well enough to eat, then you can have one... Otherwise we'll have to make do here...\" *Terrel didn't know if Aarathros was conscious enough to understand what he was saying nor did he care. The Elf held the raw potato out in front of the lizard, just enough distance away so that whatever blood he spewed wouldn't immediately fall on it.*" }, { "author": "Deleted User", "message": "Aarathros' hand immediately stretched out, grabbing the potato and shoving it into his mouth. One potato wasn't enough to sustain his hunger. His hand smacked around, trying to find more potatoes. He needed more food, and would do anything to get it. His hand crawled against the horse's side, the bare tips of his claws scraping against the steed's fur. \"Foood...\" The lizardfolk groaned louder as the horse's food-like smell poured into his nostrils once again." }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The horse let out a whinny of fear as he felt the claws of the lizardfolk scraping along his fur accompanied by the loud groans of hunger. He lurched to the side, rising up on his hind hooves to toss the lizard from its back desperately. Terrel quickly turned to his horse, moving to the side to avoid the horse's violent movements and reaching for the lead to regain control of him. His muscles tensed as he tried to keep the spooked horse from running off with the well-needed supplies.*\n\n\"Relax... Relax...\" *He said in a low voice. Whether he was talking to the horse or Aarathros, either would have been a fairly accurate assumption. The horse kept tugging at the lead, however, he didn't pull with as much force to drag the elf along with it. Seeing opportunity, Terrel would carefully approach him, resting a hand on its rigid snout to calm him before looking back over to Aarathros.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Psyche Yorecaster", "message": "The Pale Oni had set to wandering shortly after leaving the orphanage. She had rested but it did little to keep her well as she had lost interest in eating not long ago. Despite that, a soft little voice kept whispering to her to eat; Consume *Something*. With that voice in her ears, she was out to the Wilds with the stolen cloak covering her deformity, walking in a slow, uneasy pace as the eyes scouted for her.\n\nShe turned her head as one eye found proper prey for her; a wild boar that would have a sufficient combination of protein and fat on it to give the Oni's body *Something* To run on until she actually ate a proper meal. She began in that direction, moving with soft bare feet across the forest floor and sniffing softly as she went, pale eyes unseeing until the eyes returned to her when she was yards from the boar.\n\nQuietly she drew back her arrow, lining up her shot in a manner practiced since childhood, and let the arrow go. The boar didn't stand much of a chance against it, and struggled briefly before passing. She walks towards it, quietly drawing a knife to drain the blood before it ruins the meat." }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*As the pale oni shot her prey,it didn't even struggle as the arrow hit it, as if it already was depleted of energy and already had gave up it's own life, she also couldn't help but notice the abnormal stench that surrounded the area as she approached the boar, along side this disturbing fact was that the muscle and flesh of the boar where already tensed up like if it had already ran for miles until eventually ran out of energy and had to stop unless it would enter a coma, it also didn't help that aside from the noise cause by psyche, there was absolutely nothing, not even the usual bird chirp that would be normally heard, this definitively wasn't normal, far from it, even the voice inside psyche own head would know that.*\n\n*The stench and silence might have been something that could be justified,but all of this would've just felt wrong, as if time itself had stopped, outside from the horrid stench of the area, absolutely nothing was there to stimulate psyche's senses, so by this time it would only seem normal that the imagination started to wonder... Hey wasn't it weird that the orphanage had a LOT of books seemingly talking about the same demonic two-jawed cat like beast? Or at-least that was what it seemed from the covers.*" }, { "author": "Psyche Yorecaster", "message": "The pale Oni was not unaware of the changes around her. She *Had* Scented the air earlier. She heard the changes in the forest. She did have her eyes about her. But she continued quietly, cutting into the boar with her knife as the eyes continued their routes and kept vision about her. Once she had cut an appropriate amount of meat from the boar, she quietly stood and wiped her blade on her pantleg, then began to walk again, leaving the rest behind. \n\n\"**Do you think it will be soon?**\"\n\nIt was a set of words in a soft, higher pitched voice with unused vocal chords; Like a raspy child. Psyche didn't immediately respond, but eventually she murmured, \"We believe so.\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*After she had finished talking to herself something unusual happened, a new whisper started to make itself heard non-stop as if whatever was saying it didn't need to breathe, but this time, it was inside her head, or even just her talking to herself, it was a totally different entity, it started of low, barely even noticeable, but it's volume slowly rose up, it didn't take much time before psyche could understand that the whispers where saying 'he comes' as if it was a warning of an unknown dangerous entity quickly approaching, no matter what psyche would've tried to do, the whispers would slowly climb up in volume until they rang out one last time at a slightly above normal discussion level of noise.*\n\n\"Well,well,well, what do we have, is it just another mad man that requires that someone put an end to it's misery or is it yet another abomination in the making, don't you know it's rude to kill then steal the flesh someone else's toy? Or did your parents never had the time to teach you proper manner?\"\n\n*A seemingly corrupt voice seemed to ring out all around psyche, a voice like that was obviously not normal yet it seemed extremely familiar for psyche, but at the same time, it would be unfair but to mention the fact that she already had voices in her head, a corrupted voice in the forest wouldn't be too out of the ordinary for her, but this one seemed to be more different than the others.*" } ]

[ { "author": "Psyche Yorecaster", "message": "She continued walking, no real stranger to the sensations inside of her. Rather, they had already become integrated into herself, and the person that would have been frightened had already been taken away. She continued to walk, but said softly, \"Oddly rude but not unexpected.\" She said it barely over the whispers trying to tangle up her mind; But they did not reach all of her mind.\n\nWhen it finally spoke, she tilted her head but continued her walking as it spoke and went on at length. When it finished, she said softly, \"Take what is left. We believed if one wished to eat then they would have successfully ended the life and proceeded to do so. Additionally, we would ask you leave the mind and speak plainly. We do not have time to sort voices along with images.\"\n\nShe finds a bit of exposed earth and finally stops, crouching to begin making a fire. Her back shifts beneath the cloak and fabric, it *Stretches* Separate from her own motions, then calms as she works." }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "\"Well,well,well, it seems like i have found someone who thinks they are above consequences and fear, if simple whispers and a normal voice is enough to muddy up your thoughts, you really should have more important things to take care off other than hunger.. Unless you already gave up knowing that soon enough IT will take over, that will be entertaining to see how it will turn out, and if it never reaches a point of total control, then your inevitable death at-least will perhaps be a bit interesting!\"\n\n*After the thing finished talking, a shrilling laugh could be heard, it was a sure way to make any normal men instinctively enter a state of fear, and make the people with the best hearing possible feel pain like they have never felt due to the sheer abrasive sound the laugh is, thankfully for psyche, she was neither of these.*\n\n\"Oh and don't act like it wasn't already obvious that i didn't care about the meat, otherwise i wouldn't have called it a toy, and it would've already been gone way before you even saw it.\"" }, { "author": "Psyche Yorecaster", "message": "\"**It assumes.**\" The 'voice' that appeared, plainly audible in that odd pitch, came but Psyche's mouth didn't move. She paused as though she may speak, but the soft voice continued, \"**Eat first, there is time for it.**\" Another pause but she resumed making the fire, using a small flint and the steel of her knife to start it. As Zalgar continued to speak, the small pale Oni fed the fire, watching it grow.\n\nThe laugh was uncomfortable, but not unexpected, and she quietly put the meat on a stick, burying one end into the ground to roast. \"While we are certain that making base assumptions on a lack of knowledge, and likewise attempting provocation to garner a response, is amusing to you we cannot help but notice that you are attempting to maintain a distance and likewise a cover for yourself. We do not understand why one making such stances and claims would do so, but we assume for your own benefit. Currently we've no plans to hunt you, and therefore if it would be so kind, we would ask that you simply come down and speak.\"\n\nShe didn't even address the entities claims to the boar she felled." }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "*Right after the 'it assumes' psyche would hear a loud 'boom' along with the cracking of twigs ,Zalgar had landed behind her and ZALGAR would respond with.* \n\n\"You thought you would be able to hide the parasite. You thought it was an ally even as it forced you to do horrible things. You thought you'd be able to run far from consequences, and face no harm. You thought the shadows were your friends, didn't you, 'psyche'? Well in this world you'll never know what could be lurking in the dark. But now, you're in my sight,and i know what must be done. Oh why don't you join us, 'psyche'? Let's have some fun.\"\n\n*Zalgar being right behind psyche he would quite literally tower over psyche, and hearing what he said, it sounds like it would be a reasonable thing to do to run the opposite way, some people might even call it the smartest thing to then when you find yourself in the situation where a big, eldritch cat with giant jaws!*" }, { "author": "Psyche Yorecaster", "message": "A soft exhale of air as Zalgar begins his drop. As he falls, her bow is in hand, not looking at him. Electricity crackles from her hands, traveling through the string and wood to the arrow. By the time he's landed, the arrow is pointed in his direction at a strange and uncomfortable angle for the Oni, but she pays it no mind.\n\nNearby, the eyes which had never left flit about giving her vision of the supposed abomination.\n\n\"We do not consent to such. Had we wished to be stillborn then we would be. As it is, we are growing tired of childish behavior you have exhibited. You assume to know us, and clearly do not. You seek a behavior and response which is not within us to give.\" Her head rolls, like a puppet with a cut string, to look at Zalgar with one eye. \"We are not children and do not presume to treat us as such. Neither are we the boar you chased like a cat with a mouse. If this is all you have to offer; Leave us.\"" }, { "author": "zalgar", "message": "\"Heh, i can't tell if you have courage or are just a total idiot, perhaps both, doesn't change much anyway, an arrow ain't gonna work if you are gonna try to defend yourself, especially since it is obvious you aren't at a comfortable angle and that i am already right behind you.\"\n\n*A few detail seemed to become more clear and weird as zalgar took a step forward, first of all you couldn't see the arm of the beasts, and his body seemed awfully bloated, he definitively has more tricks up his sleeves.* \n\n\"Come on then, you seem confident of your abilities enough that you thought a flimsy arrow would scare me,prove to me that you are threat and stab me then, or slap my jaws with those feeble arm of yours, you'll see how well that pans out of you. I feel generous today,since your story will be entertaining to watch, i'll give you a warning, you have no chance of beating me, your best bet would be to run. And don't say i didn't warn you when you will eventually lose control.\"" } ]

[ { "author": "Stephen Aize", "message": "*Aize is sitting down under the shade of a tree drawing in the dirt with a stick, he is drawing blue prints for a labratory and fantasizing about his future. He decides to stands up and stretches for a moment before walking around in a circle seemingly with no goal, but in actuality walking around helps him think so he walks in a circle when he thinks.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel walked along an invisible path in the woods, his horse trotting by his side. He held a crossbow in one hand while he loosely held a bolt in the other. It seemed like he was searching for something or perhaps even hunting, but no. He had heard of several reports of there being some sort of monster in these forests, more than usual lately and as ridiculous as some of the warnings sounded, he figured it was best to go prepared.\n\nAt the edge of his vision, he caught sight of movement, causing him to turn his pig masked head towards it to come to see a figure walking around in circles. Not exactly the highly intelligent monster he was expecting with the warnings he was told, but then again its motives seemed unclear enough from what Terrel could see. His horse caught sight of Aize, letting out a nervous whinny while Terrel slowly drew the string of the crossbow back with a satisfying click. He loaded the bolt into it, taking aim of the strange looking Air Macen before firing the bolt off towards him.*" }, { "author": "Stephen Aize", "message": "*As he heard the winny he looked up seeing the man load his bolt, and as the bolt came flying towards him he held his arms in front of his face and blocked the bolt with his forearms. After that he stared at the pig faced man confused, was it an elf or a orc.* \n\n\"HELLO MY GOOD SIR COULD YOU PLEASE NOT SHOOT CROSSBOW BOLTS TOWARDS ME! ALSO WOULD YOU HAVE A MOMENT FOR ME TO INSPECT YOU!\" \n\n*He said shouting towards the pig faced man with the horse, he didnt even seem upset about the bolt being fired at him.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel lowered his crossbow, staring back at the Macen as he yelled the question to him. His horse shook his head and gave a snort of uncertainty. The Elf looked at Aize in question or frankly in the only expression the pig mask could really show on his face. He raised an invisible eyebrow, even with the bolt doing hardly anything to him, the Elf would have figured this supposed monster would have had the slightest bit of concern over the fact that he was just shot at by an Elf wearing a pig mask.*\n\n\"Inspect me?\" *He asked.*\"For what?\" *Whatever guard Terrel was on had lowered a bit, though his free hand came to rest on the hilt of his sword while the other remained holding the crossbow.*" }, { "author": "Stephen Aize", "message": "*He starts sliding his feet side to side on the dirt where he drew his plans and then starts to speak.* \n\n\"Well you see my good sir im a scientist of sorts i study genetic mutations and interesting specimens such as yourself, you appear to have the head of a pig but you use a crossbow its quite intriguing and id love to learn more about you if you would allow me\"\n\n*He speaks in his most polite and gentlemanly voice, he seems genuinely interested and like he is trying to make sure you dont just leave*\n\n\"In return i can offer you knowledge and my assistance if you need it, i am quite skilled in many sciences and medicine, and im a skilled cook too so i can prepare you a nice meal if you so wish.\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "\"Genetic Mutations?\"*He gave a snort at the statement, more so at the words that followed as he seemed intrigued by the pig head.*\"Sorry to disappoint, but there's nothing learn about a man with a pig for a head. It's as simple as that.\"\n\n*There was some amusement in his words, though his horse seemed to give a huff in annoyance at it. From the folds of the red cloak that sat around him, there was flurry of movement before a small furry head poked its head out the collar around his neck. It was a Furrow one that seemingly wasn't ready for the brightness of the light outside the cloak as it seemed to blink its narrowed eyes before coming to relax itself partially on the Elf's shoulders.\n\nThe Elf listened to the Macen explain what he could offer and though the Elf doubted it to be wise to simply go along with what this strange person said, he wouldn't pass up the opportunity of being provided knowledge where it was due. At the very least the Macen didn't give him a reason to trust him otherwise yet.*\n\n\"I'll take you up on that offer.\"*He said in agreement before gesturing to himself and saying:*\"But I doubt you'll learn anymore than what you can already see.\"" }, { "author": "Stephen Aize", "message": "*Aize walked over to the pig elf man and started circling him taking a look at him from all angles to see if there was anymore mutations besides a pig head, he didnt noticed the furrow at first but when he saw it he waved to it for a brief moment before setting his sights on the pig elf mans horse.* \"Intriguing\" *He mumbled to himself as he stared into the horses eyes intentionally trying to act a bit off putting to see the horses reaction.*\n\n\"Excuse me but judging by how your horse was acting before it appears it may have a genetic mutation in its brain allowing for more cognitive functions then other horses\"\n\n*He said as he backed up a bit to give them both some room so he didnt anger them, as he did this pondered for a moment before perking up a bit and looking towards the pig elf man.*\n\n\"Oh how rude of me i never introduced myself my name is Dr stephen aize, and what is your name my good sir if you do not mind me asking\"" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*The horse stared back at the Macen, nostrils flaring as he watched him carefully.*\"Sure it isn't a genetic defect?\"*Terrel asked jokingly.*\"I find this horse to be more stubborn than most.\"*His horse snorted in annoyance coming to butt the Elf with its head in little force. Terrel ran a gloved hand along his snout in reassurance before refocusing on the Macen as he finished his assessment.* \n\n*As Aize introduced himself, Terrel gave a nod and said:*\"The name's Terrel. Don't have much of a title other than that, but people like to call me pig man a lot.\"*The Elf grinned, coming to give a light pat to the Furrow on his shoulder which chittered back at him in response.*\"So what are you? A doctor of mutations?\"*Terrel asked, looking him over.*\"Because I find that very believable.\"" }, { "author": "Dr. Aize", "message": "*Stephen aizes skin starts to become less rough and softer and his hair and face become more macen like as his armour goes down, he gives a cheerful smile and nods.* \n\n\"Precisely my good sir terrel i am quite well versed in many sciences but my specialty is genetic mutations and altering the body of creatures, and your horse here is quite the rare specimen one in a billion to give you an idea of how rare it is, and you are quite the genetic anomaly yourself so id love to travel along side you both if you wouldnt mind. Studying you may prove to be a very informative use of my time, in return i can assist you with your own goals\"\n\n*As he finishes speaking he holds out his hand for a handshake, he seems very friendly and a bit to trusting of someone he just met but he really doesnt seem to have any ill intentions he just seems to be intrigued by both the horse and terrel.*" }, { "author": "Terrel Bales", "message": "*Terrel watched as the man's skin began to soften, giving way to reveal the Macen that stood before him. A look of interest passed over the hidden face of the Pig Elf. Guess that explains why the bolt did hardly anything to the man, though with a more genuine grin Terrel responded:* \n\n\"Come along if you want. We're just passing through here. Heard there were a lot of monsters in these forests, so I figured I'd take the challenge.\"*Terrel put his crossbow away, reaching up to grab the reigns of his horse to guide him along as Terrel gestured towards the path they were heading down before walking along it with his horse trotting after him.*\n\n\"But please do tell me what you expect to learn from watching us.\"*He said in a more neutral tone. Terrel didn't bother telling the Macen that it was just a mask covering the half of his face, allowing him to tell the Elf what he thinks with how committed he seemed to be on the topic.*" }, { "author": "Stephen Aize", "message": "*Aize seems a bit dissapointed he didnt get a hand shake but just moves along, and as the pig elf man starts walking down the path he decides to follow him. Upon the handshake not being taken his skin hardens back up and he looks like he did before. And when the man asks him what he hopes to gain he takes a deep breath before speaking.*\n\n\"Well you see i seek to learn more about the bodies of all living creatures, especially the more mutated creatures because i wish to enduse evolution in a creature to make it perfect in every way. When i find a mutated creature i study it to figure out what makes it special and why it evolved to have these abnormalities, and when i learn all i can from the creatures i start altering my body with the new knowledge ive gained. So to be frank i wish to watch you and your horse and see how you live to find out why you have these anomalies and if they stem from something in your past id love to learn about what happened, even though stories tend to not be the best and most accurate way to acquire information. But enough about me could you tell me anything about yourself, if you dont feel comfortable with answering that will be alright.\"" } ]